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.
- 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.
