Unbound words: at the end of the day, at the quiet end of the little forest

... This appeal applies to all weapons and sacrifice in this school. The gates will now be closed. All are encouraged to complete their respective missions. Good luck! "

This is how it echoed through halls that evening, if the historians recorded the event. That evening, to everyone's ignorance, shouldn't end like a customary training battle royal as it was known. On the contrary.

Everything would change.

Everything would happen so quickly, he thought. The tall, slim young man with the dark hair. With a book in hand, he was already sitting in the library, waiting. Soon his world would be back to what it should be. His brother Ritsuka, and he, Seimei.

But when they finally met, Ritsuka could not forgive Seimei for what he had done to him: Left him alone with his abusive mother, left him alone in the pain; The pain of grief that takes your breath away and of hopelessness.
It had been a tragedy, but it was over now.

"I'm back, little brother.", Seimei said and held out his hand to Ritsuka.
He threw himself into the brother's arms, but at the crucial moment he said "no". Because Seimei demanded absolute love, the abandonment of everything else in this world and full surrender to him.
Just Ritsuka and Seimei. That was Seimei's dream.

"I love you, brother. I am your ally.
"But I can't forgive you, big brother."

Everyone was quiet around Ritsu-sensei and listened to his words: They all sat around him, frozen with a cup of tea in their hands and hung on the lips of their headmaster. The teams[i]Hopeless,Lightless,FaithlessandFearlessall had the same task.

"Report to the director.
Catch the unbound words. "

Tari moved a little closer to Noe when Daisuke involuntarily broke his gaze and looked at her briefly while he asked the crucial question.
"And what does this have to do with our job?"
"Well.", Ritsu-sensei took an art break. "Theoretically you should find the two brothers, but it is enough if you relate it to yourselves.
You are quite different. Think about it. "

Ritsu put down his tea. With that the teams were dismissed.

They were all still a little frozen, but then all the couples got up one by one and left the room in silence.Tari in particular avoided looking at Daisuke. Lost in thought, she was about to step out of the door when suddenly someone bumped into her: Daisuke, how could it have been otherwise.
She quickly avoided his searching gaze without a word and took a step back. In order not to stop the others, it happened without a word. But even when Tari later followed Noe and Daisuke was still standing at the entrance to the director's room, waiting for Alex, Tari felt his gaze continue to rest on her until she disappeared around the corner.

Daisuke stood there lost in thought, staring after the orange-haired man. He felt the stitch in his chest since she'd avoided his gaze. And the pain got bigger and bigger ... But something was wrong with Tari, that much was certain for him. She wasn't the shy type of girl who couldn't stand looks. What had become of the Tari he knew? With whom he could joke and share pain? Who was always there? He couldn't find her anymore.
In the darkness he was in, his loved one could no longer be found. Again and again he experienced the same scenario: She went through the door, avoided him, walked away. Didn't touch him: not with her eyes, not with her smile. And certainly not with love.

There was nothing where his feelings should be. And so he let himself fall.

He gave himself up to the darkness.

Faithlessmeanwhile sat quietly in front of the entrance of the library, undecided whether they should enter it. "What do you mean?" Asked Hana. Kohkau was startled, had been in thought.
"Can we find the words there?"
"I think so. And if not, at least a hint."

"Mhmm ..."

It sounded thoughtful after a break from Hana. Si felt a questioning tug in her chest, but at the same time felt Kohaku's urge to hold back his curiosity. The two wade always strived for discretion, giving their partner the best possible freedom. Not that they wouldn't like being tied to each other: it was their fate, after all. They couldn't change it anyway. Rather, it was aboutleaving room for yourself. The fear that dominated them all: to lose oneself in one's task and in unity with one another.
And so it was here too. Kohaku tried to give Hana some space, but she just shrugged her shoulders calmly.
"This boy went through my head," she said, while Kohaku looked up questioningly. "Well, you know, that quiet, inconspicuous one with the gray hair." Kohaku nodded. Of course he had seen him; after all, nothing escaped Kohaku. "Oh yes, the one with the strange, sleepy look."
Hana looked at him irritated. What did Kohaku actually take out there? She didn’t believe that the Sacrifice had absolute control over her weapon, but she didn’t like to give up control. "I don't know what you mean.", She replied coolly and stood up.Then she went into the library. Kohaku just smiled quietly and turned back to the clouds. He would just wait here for her, after all, the library only had one entrance and one exit. Until she would come back.

Hana, however, was already expected in the library when she saw[i]HopelessandLightlesssitting there, embroiled in a heated discussion. The smell of tea and coffee wafted through her nose, and she paused in her confident walk. Obviously the four hadn't even noticed her coming. On the spur of the moment she took the first book that was on the shelf and began to leaf through it at random.

"So you passed out and went to the hospital room?"

"Yes."

"And then Daisuke came along with Alex and has been acting weird ever since?"

"Yes."

"Mhmm ... it was very different for me. I saw Takuya shopping and ... it felt like I always imagined love at first sight."

"How? Don't you love me?"

[i]"Bitter wind in the sails that lash ahead ...A strong wind from the leaves answered Alex, but suddenly he started.

"Was that a spell?"

Startled, Fearless's gun flinched and spun around, almost getting caught on a tree root and tripping. "W-who is that?" He asked timidly. "Actually you should know me, little Alex. Weapon fromFearless.", You could only hear the voice. And then a figure emerged from the edge of the forest.
Black hair and a glowing hand with a lettering on the middle finger.

"Beloved?"Alex whispered softly. And then it dawned on him.

Seimei. Ritsuka. Soubi. Ritsuka's decision. Ritsu-sensei's story.
Everything was back. Burned into his brain alive when Ritsu told it.

"Akame Nisei. Seimei's weapon."

"VonBeloved.", It just came back.

And then Alex read it on his hand, and winced. Indeed, that name shone on his hand. The weapon took a small step back, this time really tripped over the gnarled root and hit a tree. "W-what are you doing here?", He tried to calm his voice, "are you looking forLoveless?" Ritsuka and Soubi weren't even here. And Alex didn't think Beloved didn't know this.Alex waited. But there was no answer from Nisei. The other silently looked at the person opposite, crossed his arms casually and watched him. Nisei didn't need to do anything, he came to that conclusion. Why also? The little one was so frightened just by his presence that he stumbled over tree roots and called for his sacrifice.

Fear spread through Alex. Where was Daisuke when you needed him? He had tried to follow him after the meeting with Ritsu, but suddenly Daisuke was gone. He hadn't received an answer to Alex's silent shouting either

Even now, in Alex's greatest distress, he involuntarily calls for his sacrifice. 'Daisuke! I need you here.'
It was a silent cry for help, an unheard, desperate wail, a final rebellion. Nisei detached himself from his tree and approached unerringly.
But this time too, Daisuke did not answer.

"What's going on? Don't you want to answer?"

A charming, dark velvet voice asked this question to the other half ofFearless, whose hand shone brightly. It wasn't that Daisuke didn't know about Alex's plight. It wasn't that he didn't want to answer either. On the contrary, he had wanted it for a long time, but something in him was blocking itself; he just couldn't.
Daisuke looked questioningly at his counterpart. Was it ... fear? How could he,Fearlessbe afraid of his own weapon? What was blocking him? Daisuke didn't understand himself.

"Do you know what that is ... Seimei Aoyagi?"

The figure opposite looked up and smiled charmingly. "You're right, little Daisuke ... You are scared, huh?" Seimei smiled again. "Don't worry, I don't want to go to you." - "And what do you want then, Sacrifice ofBeloved?" Daisuke escaped.

But even he got no answer -

Until the doorbell rang all of a sudden.