Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

In the very center of the area surrounded by walls, stood a rural-style building with a distinctly Japanese aesthetic.

"Where is this?"

The scenery around him was incredibly familiar. Even though he had only seen it twice, the uniquely styled architecture was unforgettable to Haramura Makoto.

Wasn't this the space connected to him and White Night Demon?

In other words, the depths of his consciousness that White Night Demon had mentioned?

"So, the voice I heard earlier was indeed White Night Demon's voice?"

"That's right, it's me!"

The space in front of Haramura Makoto suddenly twisted, and a petite girl with silver hair and golden eyes, two oni horns on her head, and wearing a black kimono with blue trim, appeared directly in front of Haramura Makoto.

"White Night Demon, is this your true form?"

Haramura Makoto opened his mouth in surprise.

This was different from when he first came to this world. Back then, White Night Demon was just a fragment of consciousness and couldn't help him much.

She even weakened her already frail consciousness by giving Haramura Makoto an image of a dragon from the Miniature Garden.

But the White Night Demon here had a remarkably solid body.

It was a real body, not a condensed form of consciousness.

This was clearly evident.

"It's my true form."

"Kid, I didn't expect to see you so soon."

White Night Demon raised her small hand, opening the iron fan in her hand to hide her upturned lips.

"What does this mean?"

"I wanted to ask you that earlier."

He still remembered what White Night Demon had said before he lost consciousness.

"Also, I remember I was in the middle of breaking through something, right? Why am I here?"

"You did break through."

"That's why you're here."

The paper fan snapped shut, and White Night Demon smiled strangely.

The strangeness made Haramura Makoto shiver.

"The power system you're using now, after breaking through, should be called a Majin."

"A system that breaks free from the shackles of fate, allowing power to develop normally."

Then, White Night Demon explained in detail to Haramura Makoto what a Majin was.

"So, I'm already a Majin?"

Haramura Makoto seemed happy.

Actually, he hesitated a bit when he initially chose to use the power of this world.

Although the abilities in this world were powerful, he was hesitant because magic power couldn't be trained to increase.

Later, he decided to solve the problem of increasing magic power in other worlds.

Unexpectedly, he now had a pleasant surprise.

But White Night Demon sneered.

"Who said you're a Majin?"

Chapter 129: True Awakening

"Who said you're a Majin?"

White Night Demon sneered and patted Noel on the chest with her small hand.

"You haven't forgotten, have you? The gift card I gave you only said it would simulate the power of this world's system. When did I ever say I would turn you into someone with the constitution of this world's people?"

"…"

"That's right!"

As time passed, he himself had forgotten what White Night Demon had said when she gave him the gift card.

No, it wasn't that he had forgotten, but that he hadn't understood White Night Demon's meaning at the time.

He thought that White Night Demon had transformed him into a Blazer of this world, assimilating him into this world.

But in reality, it wasn't like that. At White Night Demon's level, how could she possibly value the power of this world?

"Then what about my awakening?"

"I do feel like I've broken through something?"

This was Haramura Makoto's current question.

White Night Demon said that he wasn't a Blazer, but he had used his sword to cleave open the gate of fate that imprisoned him.

Regarding Haramura Makoto's question, White Night Demon simply chuckled.

"For such a long time, have you noticed any differences between yourself and normal Blazers?"

"Differences—"

This wasn't something worth questioning. Of course, he had noticed his own special characteristics over such a long time.

These had already been verified over time.

"I'm not affected by fate interference. Shinonome Amane's fate interference ability is useless against me."

Yes, this was the first point of suspicion.

Even Stella, the possessor of the strongest magic power in this world, would be affected by Shinonome Amane.

She couldn't do anything to Shinonome Amane, but he wasn't affected at all.

It was also because of this that he was able to defeat Shinonome Amane.

"Good, continue."

White Night Demon nodded.

"——emmm!"

Haramura Makoto thought for a while and then continued.

"My resistance to fire abilities?"

In any case, even if he racked his brains, he could only think of this answer.

Up until now, with Stella's strength increasing rapidly every day, why could Haramura Makoto still steadily suppress Stella?

In terms of magic power, Haramura Makoto wasn't as strong as Stella.

In terms of strength, Haramura Makoto couldn't compare to Stella, the humanoid dragon.

Perhaps the only thing that was better was the sophistication of his moves.

If you really had to calculate, it should be a fifty-fifty situation.

But unfortunately, Stella had never won against him once.

The most fundamental reason was that Stella's fire ability was useless against him. No matter how high the temperature of the flames, when they hit him, it felt like a gentle breeze. When Stella fought him, all she could rely on was her immense strength.

This was equivalent to Stella's ability being directly crippled by half.

"Resistance?"

"If you really want to say it that way, there's nothing wrong with it."

White Night Demon curled her lips, crossed her arms, and looked like an old sage.

"But more accurately, fire should have been your ability."

"Now, combine the anomalies on your body with the worldview of the Miniature Garden, expand your association, and imagine your identity."

"Combine the worldview of the Miniature Garden?"

Haramura Makoto muttered to himself and began to think hard.

The ability of fire, not being interfered with by fate…

Gradually, an unbelievable answer came to Haramura Makoto's lips. His mouth twitched, and he looked at White Night Demon with an incredulous gaze.

"White Night Demon, could I be your son?"

He still remembered clearly that White Night Demon had told him that he was originally an existence from the Miniature Garden.

He only underwent a second transmigration under White Night Demon's guidance.

"Pfft—"

White Night Demon spat out a mouthful of something.

"Ahahahaha—"

She laughed so hard that tears almost came out of her eyes. It was clear that she was laughing very happily now.

"Oh dear, I can't do it anymore. My stomach is cramping from laughing."

"If you want to be my son, it's not impossible, but if that woman hears this, she'll probably jump up and down in anger."

"It's such a pity that I didn't record that just now."

The answer was wrong.

He could tell from White Night Demon's reaction that his answer was not only wrong but even ridiculously wrong.

"Kid, do you really think your ability is relying on my gift card?"

"That's just a part of manifesting and stimulating your power, allowing it to appear in an incomplete form, using the Blazer system of this world, and manifesting it with a Device."

"Let me give you one last hint."

Reopening her folding fan, White Night Demon gently tapped Haramura Makoto's shoulder with the tip of the fan.

Accompanied by a dizzying sensation, the two were directly transferred to the Japanese-style room inside the house in this space.

Then, White Night Demon pointed to the mirror on the wall.

"Look at your current appearance."

"Appearance?"

Completely meaningless. What changes could there be in his appearance? He was just a little miserable, wasn't he?

He had just been beaten up by Edelweiss. Besides being a little miserable, what else could there be?

However, since White Night Demon had already said it, Haramura Makoto obediently walked to the front of the mirror.

But, the moment he met his own gaze in the mirror, Haramura Makoto froze.

"This is, me?"

Haramura Makoto's words were full of lack of confidence and doubt.

His originally dark brown short hair had turned into a bright golden color, and his originally dark pupils had turned into scarlet blood pupils.

His facial features were fine, not much had changed, but he inexplicably felt much more refined.

"How could it become like this?"

Could it be that he was a Kamen Rider or something, evolving and even changing his face?

"Don't worry about this, hurry up and think."

"I guarantee that if you can't figure it out, you'll be in a lot of trouble when you meet that woman in the future."

White Night Demon smiled cunningly.

"Woman?"

Haramura Makoto grabbed another key point, combined with White Night Demon's gloating laughter just now.