Silence.
When Yukino opened her eyes, the world was… quiet.
No burning skies, no echoing screams.
Only soft petals drifting in the air, glowing faintly with mana.
She sat up, dizzy.
The ruins of the Academy were gone—
in their place stood a vast field of blooming flowers.
A voice came from behind.
> "You made it."
She turned.
Tarou was standing there, his uniform tattered, eyes calm.
For a heartbeat, she forgot how to breathe.
> "Tarou…" she whispered.
He smiled faintly.
> "Guess we did it this time."
They walked together through the field, hand in hand,
not as heroes, not as saviors—
but as two souls finally free.