Oomi
Once again, that siren resounded.
“Urgh.”
Ululu turned his head this way and that, following the sound that seemed to come from nowhere.
That gentle Ululu will die? He was only just born. He hasn’t done anything wrong.
“Even if the true Silent-chan wishes for him to remain?”
That can’t be allowed—and though I’m worried about Ululu, I must stay beside Aochi-san and Oze-san…
Huh? Rhone-san looks strange. He’s listening intently to the siren. At that moment, I sensed the shadow of the bird that devours hearts flying overhead.
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“This is not the siren for transfer!”
“This is the first time I’ve ever heard this kind of siren.”
Rhone-san rushed over to the Harvester of Hearts.
Really? To me, it sounds exactly the same as before.
“Aochi-san, Oze-san.”
Anxious, I turned to the two standing right behind me.
“What… is different about it?”
“What is about to begin?”
Each muttered in uneasy tones.
And then—I too understood the difference in the siren that still hadn’t ceased.
“This sound… isn’t it coming from inside this stone?”
Aochi-san and Oze-san glanced at each other, then looked up at the heart that loomed like a palace.
Yes. The previous two times, the sound had come from outside the Perching Stone. Now it was from within—the very heart of the Watcher Bird trembling and giving off this sound.
“Could it be that God himself is coming here?”
A few meters away, Rhone-san stood protectively before the Harvester of Hearts, scanning the surroundings with caution.
“Ululu! Don’t go into the flowers!”
Suddenly, Mamoru-kun’s cry—one I had never heard before—ripped through the siren.