I rode the [Bifrost] straight to Hilde's bedroom in the Unified Student Council building. It took quite a while to get inside, as the room was spacious.

“…!”

As I was walking in, I caught sight of something on the table—a large lance, or rather, the handle of [Gungnir]. It startled me for a moment, but I pushed the thought aside and approached Hilde.

“Hilde, Hilde, what's that sound—☆” “Lara…?”

Step, step—

In the distance, in front of the mirror, Hilde, who was in the middle of combing her hair, looked over at me with a curious expression. Her silver hair, usually floating slightly, now lay calmly against her head.

“…” I was still a bit unfamiliar with that smooth look.

‘…She’s been grooming her hair often these days.’

She never used to care, whether her hair flew around in battle or not.

After the battle with the Prophet, I started expressing my affection more openly. Since then, Hilde began to tame her usually unruly hair. Her once intense, fiery gaze had also softened into a warm glow. It was as if she had shed something, but I couldn’t quite figure out what.@@novelbin@@

‘Has she… changed somehow?’

Until now, Hilde's image had always been that of a wild lion's mane. But recently, her neat and tidy appearance made her seem almost princess-like.

She seemed to have matured in some way.

‘…Could it be the calm after the storm?’

* Whimper…

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* I will save this world.

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* You, who have protected the fate of the [Three Heroes] until now, are not wrong. They’ve grown enough to bloom in their own colors.

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