Chatsufusa The Invincible Little Lady: Volume 7

1. Auflage 2026
ISBN: 978-1-7183-1448-1
Verlag: J-Novel Club
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: Adobe DRM (»Systemvoraussetzungen)

E-Book, Englisch, 250 Seiten

Reihe: The Invincible Little Lady

After an arduous struggle, Mary and her friends have successfully exposed a political conspiracy, thwarted a terrorist plot, and brought the progenitor of an ancient city to heel. At last, Mary can finally relax...or not? Whoops! She never found the topic for her research project! But now she has a very learned dragon to consult, and he sets her on a course that's sure to work-namely, finding out who the heck this Argent Knight guy is! Everyone's heard the stories, but no one's seen the man behind the helm. Actually, is he even a man?! With a goal now in mind, Mary begins to pursue whatever leads she can find...but before long, she realizes meeting your heroes is a dangerous game! After all, you can never know for sure whether or not everyone's favorite knight spends their spare time hunting down girls floating in test tubes! Can Mary get the lowdown on the Argent Knight and quell their surprising bloodlust? Or will her paper end up as argent as her research topic?

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Chatsufusa

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Fuumi

piyo,

Leseproben

“Huh... What language is this?” Sita wondered. “I’ve never seen it before.”

“Indeed,” Orthoaguina agreed.

I recalled the time when I visited the fake ruins with Victorica, where she and her father made up their own Bloodrain language to add mystique to the attraction.

“Let me see,” I said. “Is it some kind of original language that someone creatively came up...with...?”

Half jokingly, I joined in to peer at the book, but my voice quickly grew feeble and trailed off. And that was no surprise, since I could read this newfound language.

This “mysterious” language was Japanese.

11. A Nostalgic Language

I was so stunned to read Japanese that my brain nearly ground to a halt...but by the same token, there was no way I could keep my thoughts from racing. —my inner voice was an endless carousel of questions. I could tell everyone was talking about something, but it was all going in one ear and out the other.

“My lady?” Tutte asked. I was so thrown off that even she wasn’t sure what to make of how I was acting, and she was staring at me with a puzzled look on her face.

When I caught wind of her watching me panic, my derailed train of thought gradually began to get back on course, and I started to reason out what I’d seen. only

After taking the time to think things through, I regained my cool and felt ready to start considering my next course of action. My most pressing issue was, of course, that whoever was related to this facility may have reincarnated from Japan, just like I did. The word “agard” felt key. There was no end to the possibilities.

Only when my next step was decided did I finally manage to look at all my friends.

“S-Sita, did you find anything?” I asked.

“I can tell from the book’s materials and its deterioration that it’s very old,” Sita replied. “But if we want a more accurate assessment of its age, we need to do further analysis.”

“Personally, I find these symbols, or characters, rather, very intriguing,” Orthoaguina added. “There is something in this world that I know nothing about. How very interesting.”

The two were eager to take this book back home, driven by their curiosity and eagerness to learn.

“Could I take a look?” I asked.

“Sure, of course,” Sita said. “Oh, and I’ve cast my spell on it to temporarily preserve its current state, but please be careful. These types of books are very fragile and brittle.”

Her advice was terrifying for me, a person brimming with strength—the contents of the book had been so shocking that I’d almost forgotten my circumstances. It was an ancient document, and I had to be extremely careful when handling such an important item. I recoiled, afraid of potentially ruining it...but I wanted to read it. I wanted to see what was inside.

During times like these, I always turned to one person. “T-Tutte,” I pleaded.

“Of course, my lady,” my maid replied.

As though she was waiting for her cue, she swiftly stepped forward and took the book from Sita.

With the book now in her hands, she guided me to a place where the two of us could read. We sat down and began a little reading session.

“You guys really are so close,” Sita said.

She smiled warmly, and I felt a bit embarrassed, but I had my maid flip the pages while I read its contents.

The words scribbled on the page were few. It looked like a diary, but I really couldn’t tell since there was no date. No matter the case, it was clear that there were at least two people in this facility. I couldn’t tell what research they’d been conducting, but an inexplicable sense of dread filled my heart.

“My lady?” Tutte asked with concern.

My memories from my previous life caused me to jump to horrifying conclusions, and I fell silent. My maid closed the book and gazed at me worriedly.

“Huh? Oh, I’m sorry,” I replied. “I was just...lost in my thoughts.”

Sita saw me finish reading and couldn’t hide her curiosity. “Lady Mary, how was the book? Were you perhaps able to read those cryptic characters?” Her eyes were filled with hope.

“I-I’m not sure,” I replied apologetically. “They sort of look familiar, but I really don’t know.” I tried to hide the truth for now.

“Oho? You won’t outright say that you read them, and these symbols look familiar to you, I see,” Orthoaguina said. “I wonder where you saw them.”

“Ugh...” I replied. I was horrible at lying, and it seemed I’d said something unnecessary since Orthoaguina was probing me for more answers.

“You say that, but you know that Nike made this facility,” I countered nervously. “Maybe he wrote this book.”

“Ah, I’d forgotten...” Orthoaguina replied. “I’ve never seen his writing myself, but perhaps some of Nike’s texts have those cryptic characters...”

I was trying my best to divert attention from revealing the truth by touching upon another topic, and it seemed my little gamble had worked in my favor.

“Ugh... If we were in the Grand Archival Tower, I could use the employees to look into it...” Sita said.

“Ah yes, I’m asking around to those who are free as we speak,” Orthoaguina replied. “They’re looking into it, and I’ll let you know if they find anything.”

“Right! You’re actually still in Kairomea! I forgot!” Sita realized.

“Good grief. I’m not just a book. Don’t you ever forget that.”

I flashed a strained smile.

“And Mary, back to what you said earlier... Where did you see these characters?” Orthoaguina asked.

“Lady Mary! Over here!” Sacher shouted.

As Orthoaguina persistently tried to question me, I was saved by the bell. “S-Sacher’s calling for me!” I said. “Wh-What’s going on? We should go! Come on!”

“Tsk... Very well,” Orthoaguina relented.

Personally, I wanted to read a bit more of that old book, but I had to flee from this talking grimoire—ahem, the ancient dragon for now.

The wisest course of action was to head for Sacher. Tutte was speaking with Sita about the old book and jotting down some notes.

I quietly walked away to the back when I spotted everyone gathered inside a large room at the end of the corridor. It seemed that the room had some sort of issue. The journal entry that I read earlier flashed across my mind, and I hoped to find any traces that proved that those two once lived here...but when I met up with my friends and laid eyes on the scene, I realized that my hopes had been far too easygoing.

Large, cylindrical incubators of sorts, wide enough for an adult to climb inside, lined the walls and formed an arc all around. I knew that these were magic items, but this grotesquely abnormal sight reminded me of sci-fi movies. In the center was a pedestal which, to my untrained eye, looked like a temporary bed, and the entire area was reminiscent of an operating room.

“Lady Mary... What do you think?” Magiluka asked.

“Well, this is the only place that seems operational, so I assume that this is the heart of the facility,” I replied. “But further details might be best obtained from Sita or Orthoaguina.”

The two in question remained silent.

“Sita?” I asked, turning to her for answers. She was petrified by the sight, her face filled with shock and fear as though she’d stumbled upon something that she shouldn’t have.

“This looks awfully similar to some of the memories that I saw from Lord Orthoaguina...” Sita murmured, her voice quivering.

“Nike...” Orthoaguina muttered with anguish. “You still carried on with these experiments, I see.”

Finally, I...