Your Name

The woman arrived at the mountaintop.

From here, she looked down and saw two lakes, one large and one small, connected by clouds and mist, shimmering under the sunlight.

"He said that as long as you believe, miracles will surely happen."

Murmuring softly, she raised her hand as if she had caught something in it, and a faint ball of gas appeared in her grasp.

After a long silence, she slowly bowed and whispered gently, "I'm sorry, I just need to borrow a little bit of power. If I get the chance, I'll return it."

"I'm sorry."

She apologized again, took a deep breath, her expression becoming resolute, and then turned and walked away without hesitation, her figure quickly disappearing.

At the same time.

The young man, who had just been running desperately, suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Ignoring the pain, he looked around in confusion and mumbled, "Why did I come here?"

"It feels like I forgot something."

"What was it..."

"It feels like... it was someone, a girl."

"Her name was..."

"What was her name..."

The remaining memories quickly faded, and by the time he regained awareness, the young man was already crying.

The bond between them.

Due to the interference of an external force, at that moment, the connection suddenly broke, and the red thread in his hand snapped and gently fell to the ground.

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Elsewhere.

On the way to Sobu High School, Haruto suddenly stopped, raising his left hand in surprise, staring at the red thread on his wrist.

At that moment, the red thread suddenly felt slightly warm.

What happened?

However, the sensation lasted only a moment.

The red thread was given to him by a youkai who claimed to be a god. Since the being had told him many beautiful stories and other things, he had fallen in love with the red thread, which symbolized fate and miracles.

Yet, this was the first time the red thread had felt warm. Was something wrong on the other side?

Haruto carefully sensed it but found no other abnormalities besides that.

So, what was the problem?

Was the red thread twitching?

Haruto set the issue aside for the time being and continued walking.

After all, many things happen every day, and the world doesn't revolve solely around him.

That's all there is to it!

If there really is fate, then he would naturally come to understand it.

If not, even if he sought answers, they would be hard to find.

Compared to those things, Haruto was even more anxious about the situation at hand.

Now that they had resolved things with Maruo, the quintuplets sighed in relief. They were happily chatting, discussing where to go for the weekend.

It's fine to date one girl, but dating five, plus Sora and Nanako… well, that's not just a headache!

At this moment, Haruto suddenly sensed something and turned around, but saw nothing.

A stalker?

Haruto narrowed his eyes slightly and decisively used his supernatural powers.

In an instant, his vision pierced the barrier and focused on a girl?

That's right.

The person spying was none other than Nishimiya Shoko's younger sister, Nishimiya Yuzuru.

Haruto's face showed a hint of surprise. Though he hadn't visited Shoko during this time, he had been chatting with the Nishimiya sisters via video calls.

But, what was Yuzuru doing hiding in the dark?

Watching the girl seemingly mutter something, Haruto listened carefully.

"Hah~ That was close, I almost got caught."

Yuzuru let out a sigh of relief, then took out a camera, fiddled with her photos, and mumbled, "At first, I just wanted to take a few photos for Onee-chan, but I didn't expect to capture this."

The girl's face showed a troubled expression: "Should I give these photos to Onee-chan? Geez, why are there always other girls around him?"

"I guess I'll have to continue tracking him in the afternoon."