Log Horizon Vol 5 Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Libra Festival
Part 1
"No, you can't force it this way."
"Please queue up orderly!"
"I have received your doc.u.ments. Yes, Okay."
The sweet voices sounded out harmoniously.
Elder Tales was a game, so the characters in it were either beautiful cute ladies or handsome stylish men.
Hence, if a certain number of women gathered in one place, especially if they were Adventurers, it would
be a beautiful sight. But this was even more elegant than that.
This was the countermeasure HQ set up near the entrance of the exhibition lobby for this emergency.
Shiroe was sighing silently inside.
This was not the first time he saw ladies working hard for Soujirou. They say that 'Women in love are
more beautiful', and it was true. Shiroe explained it as the blushing cheeks, watery eyes, and the gentle
expressions made them more charming.
But Soujirou's followers... they called themselves his personal guards... did not stop at that. They seemed
to have heart signs floating all over their bodies, and this aura was reflected in their voice which sounded
sweet as honey.
(It is super effective.)
Shiroe surveyed the area with a dull expression.
The young ladies with blue armbands were maintaining order all over the place, even witnessing the
deals between People of the Land merchants and Adventurers, giving them advice.
Their movements were swift and smooth, it felt like they had went through hundreds of hours of training.
But it was impossible for them to go through so many hours of training.
These were the real skills the personal guards of Soujirou possessed, who took a lot of effort from Shiroe
in convincing them to help. Although you couldn't tell from their looks, they were a highly organized
group.
And their telepathy network was ever-increasing.
From what Shiroe knew, West Wind Brigade which had Soujirou as its guild master has about 30 odd
members. But the number of girls in this event was more than 50.
"Tactician Shiroe."
The neat-looking young lady greeted Shiroe.
It seemed like Shiroe a.s.sumed the tactician position out of nowhere. This was because Soujirou instructed
'When you reach the place, listen to Shiroe-senpai's orders'.
"5 more people have arrived, they can form a team and move out."
Shiroe knew she was competent and experienced from this concise report.
Only the core members of large guilds like 'Silver Swords' or 'Army Bikes' could match her.
"Ah..."
Shiroe thought about how to say this.
Even though this was his battle plan, he knew how complicated his expression must seem.
"Where is Soujirou?"
"Yes. Sou-sama♥ is in the lobby date... patrolling, escorted by the 4th team."
Shiroe calculated the time as he looked out the window. It was about time to move to the next phase.
"Contact Soujirou and ask him to return to the countermeasures HQ and link up with the 5th team. Then
proceed on a 45-minute patrol mission in the lobby. The 4th team will take over the duties of the 5th,
which is guarding the HQ and manning the counters... Also, form the newcomers into teams of 3 and detail
them to the city zone patrol."
"Roger. I, I, I..."
"?"
The young lady's face turned red, making Shiroe moody.
"We, the 5th, will patrol with Sou-sama as per Tactician Shiroe's orders!"
This announcement made several of the personal guards who were peeking here squeal in joy.
The girls muttered 'Together with Sou-sama!' 'It's my first time!' 'What should I do, my panties are not cute
enough!' these words that were full of points to retort. Their eyes were no longer just watery, they were
becoming heart-shaped.
Their a.s.sumption was spot on.
Shiroe's plan this round used the patrol (dating) with Soujirou as bait to draw in volunteers to help.
Soujirou would slowly patrol the clothing exhibition with 3 or 4 girls. With the instructions to take it
slow, this was actually a date. Soujirou had been authorized to buy gifts for the girls with a budget of 20
gold for each of them. The money was sponsored by the Round Table Council.
When Shiroe had a flash of brilliance and came up with this idea, he thought: "This is an excellent plan!"
But he retorted at the same time: "Will this kind of tactic actually work?" But from the results, it was
super effective.
Although Shiroe did not know the details, Soujirou's personal guards were united like steel (proclaimed
by the girl he was conversing with). According to her, from Soujirou's secretary to the newcomers, they
had a pyramid-like command structure. They used this structure to form teams flexibly, handling all the
disputes in the area by themselves.
Even when Soujirou was walking the streets slowly with a team, the other 6 parties were also patrolling
the area, being prepared for any emergency. Shiroe instructed them to not hesitate to contact him if things
got out of hand. They could also intimidate the merchants by telling them to take the matters to the Round
Table Council.
Shiroe was at high alert in the beginning, worrying about the People of the Land spies or merchants
escalating issues despite all this. But the People of the Land could not bring themselves to do that when
facing these alluring ladies, and things had calmed down.
The girls had surprising motives.
The look in their eyes literally changed as they carried out their patrol duties orderly and seriously. They
handled situations honestly and tactfully, showing no flaws. They might be able to get closer to Soujirou if
they volunteered for this, that was what they were imagining. Soujirou appeared in front of them quite
often and took different groups on patrol, motivating them to work harder.
Since Soujirou might see them at any moment, their att.i.tudes were careful and respectful. They were like
loving cats as they focused on acting their role of a cute girl, but Shiroe could feel the aura of a tiger from
them.
Unlike the motivated girls high on adrenaline, Shiroe's spirit was at rock bottom. He didn't envy Soujirou
and didn't want to build a harem. But seeing such an obvious difference would make any man moody.
Soujirou was an outstanding young man. Mature, gentle, polite, and reliable in battle. He also had a goofy
side, tickling your desire to protect him... Shiroe understood what they were describing. Because back in
the Debauchery Tea Party, Saki and Nazuna spent lots of time explaining why Soujirou was so charming
to them.
Even so, Shiroe still didn't get it.
(Is that all it takes to be so popular?)
The pop idol status of Soujirou made people doubt whether this was some kind of spell. They were
envious, but unable to suppress their anger... It was so unfathomable. Shiroe mumbled to himself.
"Tactician-dono, this is the first time we've met. We have been detailed to, eh, 16? That's right, the 16th
team."
Shiroe looked at the happy young lady standing at attention in front of him, confirming his unfathomable
feelings again.
(Why are such girls being ma.s.s-produced? Love is so mysterious. How should I put this, those popular
with the opposite s.e.x are geniuses at some level, but they are dangerous too.)
Shiroe recalled how Soujirou was.
A handsome youth who looked frail but loved to battle, with nothing to complain about as a friend. Since
they were playing games together, they should be friends, but it was a bit different from the female
perspective.
"Understood. Teams 9 to 18 will carry out zone security duties."
"Zone security? Sounds like a special police force!"[8]
The young lady was happy about something while Shiroe nodded gently. Shiroe understood that he must
not retort or resist such women who had this sort of emotion.
"Hmmm, ah, my lord."
Akatsuki called out. Her gaze shifted between Shiroe and the Crescent Moon Alliance stall. Her awkward
expression probably came from the clothes she was wearing.
"What is it?"
"Ermm... want to partic.i.p.ate? We promised to go on stage right?"
Akatsuki reminded Shiroe of the agreement.
Now that she mentioned it, he'd made a promise with Henrietta to go on stage to market their merchandise.
Shiroe was in charge of miscellaneous jobs and was an extra in the line up, Akatsuki was the main
character they were counting on. The old-world fashion clothing Akatsuki wore with Henrietta's help
should be used for the purpose of displaying on stage.
But Akiba was under attack right now.
They really had no time to do this.
"My lord is going to keep his word right...?"
"That is correct..."
(Hold it... Maybe not?)
Shiroe adjusted his gla.s.ses and thought.
The intention of the enemy was to overwhelm the administrative capability of the Round Table Council
with their saturation attack, causing loss of confidence and even internal strife. To counter that, they
should keep the schedule of Libra festival as close to their plan as possible. Shiroe had been thinking that
way, but was now considering changing this policy slightly.
(Outsiders won't know what our schedule is like. If it looks like a success, some ad-lib performance
should be fine.)
When Shiroe thought about this, his freedom of action increased drastically.
He stopped breathing, moving the chess pieces in his mind with the timetable in his heart. His own moves
and other players' counter moves. Strictly cla.s.sifying data he had and information to be confirmed,
gradually filling the chessboard.
Shiroe was not a G.o.d, so he could not see most of the situations. But every move in chess would give
more than the expected amount of information, as if the enemy were exposing their crude plans with their
arrogant actions.
For creatures like humans, they could not accomplish anything without leaving their footsteps behind.
Adding in this supplementary data, the unseen chessboard slowly surfaced.
The hard work of the citizens, the honest att.i.tude on-site. With the festive atmosphere as the background,
all kinds of groups made power plays around the city of Akiba.
Shiroe thought that there were countless chess players of his level in this world. For him, this was a way
to sound out his thoughts to himself. There were tons of situations he could not handle.
Shiroe contacted Krusty and Isaac, asking them to clamp down on violent incidents within Akiba. Other
pieces he could move had already been activated. Keeping to the policy of keeping the incidents below
the table, all the scenes were managed by volunteers. But the famous major guilds in Akiba would join in
to handle the situation, gathering powerful players all over the chessboard.
Right now, Shiroe was unable to take on the enemies' movements alone, so he asked Soujirou for aid. His
personal guards advanced to the front line facing the merchants that were causing trouble, solving
problems like exiling people. This was an ability Shiroe didn't have.
It also helped in another area.
Shiroe recalled his pet.i.te companion's telepathy call from the Production Guild Liaison Committee.
Shiroe could feel her tender but determined fingers. Although it was still small and vague, Shiroe could
see the image of a young bird chirping, spreading its wings for its first flight.
Charasin's processing speed increased and the incoming issues were falling drastically. This was thanks
to the patrol sent by Isaac to nip the trouble in the bud, earning time for Soujirou's personal guards to
remedy the outstanding problems.
They regained control of the situation faster than expected.
It was still early, but Shiroe could already see the ending. He was ready to activate the next plan.
Shiroe noticed the word 'freedom' as he recalled Akatsuki's words. He thought about which chess pieces
he could move without disrupting the Libra Festival timetable and make the event even more lively.
The enemy was increasing the burden on the system and spreading rumors. Their objective was to lower
the unity of Akiba as a whole, so others would think 'Akiba is no big deal'. It had nothing to do with facts,
just an attack on the psychological level. The best way to counterattack was to make the Libra Festival
even more lively, increasing the satisfaction of all partic.i.p.ating to its peak.
"... My lord?"
Shiroe heard Akatsuki's worried voice, lifted his head and smiled at her. It was a smile Henrietta
described as 'black hearted'.
"Ah! Akatsuki? Please ask Henrietta to prepare the costumes. Also ask the neighboring guild for help, try
to come up with a set of clothes that will make people's nose bleed."
"Ah?"
"Teams 9 to 18!"
"Here!"
The members in the vicinity responded immediately and Shiroe stood up and declared fearlessly.
"Move out and patrol the city zone! Sorry to trouble everyone, please lend me your support. I will treat
everyone to a feast after the mission is over today, please show Soujirou your cute and beautiful side!"
Part 2
Lord Marvis' words made Raynesia turn pale.
She didn't understand. She wasn't clear about it at all.
Raynesia smelled the burning stink of danger.
"Ok princess, please prepare with haste all right?"
"Eh, Ah... about that..."
Raynesia turned around for help, Elissa in front of her was lecturing a maid working under her as she
reviewed a copy of the doc.u.ments from Lord Marvis' henchmen.
"Princess."
"How is it?"
"The doc.u.ments are real... It is hard to imagine, but the fault might lie with us, a loophole in management
oversight."
Oversight.
Loophole in management.
Even though Raynesia heard the words, her brain wasn't processing them. The blunder soaked slowly into
her consciousness, making her feel cold as if she were touching freezing liquid.
Simply put, Lord Marvis had already informed Raynesia in advance to prepare a warehouse for him when
his ship reached Akiba. The same doc.u.ment was delivered to Maihama, and an agreement to help was
sent in reply.
This meant Raynesia promised to prepare the warehouse, but forgot about it when preparing for the
festival. That was the whole story.
But there was no way to tell what really transpired. There might be an error in delivery resulting in
miscommunication, or an error by the administrative clerk. Or Raynesia was too busy and stuffed the
doc.u.ment somewhere and lost track of it...
But this was not the time to review what really happened.
Lord Marvis was holding a reply from Raynesia's side, so it was definitely an oversight on Raynesia's
part.
And Raynesia as the host had the obligation to a.s.sist the guest and make things convenient for him. Also,
the daughter of the Corwen family stationed in Akiba and the n.o.ble sea merchant from the west Lord
Marvis had different statuses. If you took into account the hidden tension between the eastern and western
federations, she had no choice but to eat humble pie.
Raynesia was a woman.
In accordance to the n.o.bles of the People of the Land, she was not educated in the ways of politics. But
she could learn about it from the social world.
"Hmph, what's the matter? You are not going to tell me you are not ready for me? I already sent in the
request in advance."
"About that..."
It was easy to apologize.
But Raynesia was not used to such dealings and was unable to judge whether she needed to apologize
now. The lazy Raynesia wouldn't think 'I should have put in more effort to learn if I knew this kind of
situation would come up'. But she still thought there was something she could do about this.
She should have asked a few competent bureaucrats to be dispatched here from Maihama, that should be
obvious. She had already gotten permission from her grandfather with some constraints to pick several
followers to bring along to Akiba, but that was still not enough.
"Is this the Corwen clan's way of doing things? Or is your working relation with the Adventurers... with
Akiba just an illusion?"
His mocking tone made Raynesia lower her head.
Her heart was full of retorts, but Raynesia was not sure of the correct way to say it, or which way of
expressing it might be dangerous.
Anyway, she needed to apologize and compensate for the goods on the ship to appease him. She would
worry about the details later, could she drag this problem along and solve it after the dinner party?
Raynesia thought numbly.
People called her a beautiful princess.
She would get compliments from knights and bureaucrats from whichever banquet she went to.
Raynesia knew that she was acting a role that suited her status in their frozen-like daily lives, but she
could feel her body temperature dropping without end right now. Raynesia was unable to understand this.
Why were her emotions so unsteady, making her so unhappy?
This regret didn't come from Raynesia since she didn't care for such things. The unhappiness, regret, and
remorse must be because of this carefree city...
"Evening!"
Raynesia who was looking at the luxurious carpet stiffly realized someone was standing before her
because of the shadow dulling the color of the carpet. Her eyes sprang up to look at the back of someone
wearing unfamiliar clothes.
The shirt made from soft cloth not seen by People of the Land before and a hooded vest. This was the
young man who pushed Raynesia down a cliff with no means of returning on the day of the crucial speech
for the battle of Sand Leaf, Shiroe.
"Shiroe...sama?"
"Who is this?"
"I apologize for my late introduction. I am the leader of Log Horizon, one of the 11 guilds that forms the
Round Table Council, Shiroe."
"Shiroe... No family name? Hmmm..."
"That's right, because I am an Adventurer."
The young man in casual clothes in front of Raynesia maintained a leisurely att.i.tude even though he was
facing the grand n.o.ble of the west. Raynesia took half a step forward even though she was dumbstruck.
Adventurers were not familiar with the customs of the People of the Land, this might have serious
repercussions. To prevent this, Raynesia decided to become the shield of Akiba.
But a hand was placed gently on Raynesia's shoulder, stopping her with uncompromising strength. This
strong and big manly hand belonged to Krusty. Raynesia turned her head to look at Krusty who was
stopping her from behind and Krusty said without looking at her.
"Don't worry."
His gla.s.ses reflected the light so she was unable to see his expression. But she could see a cruel smile on
Krusty's face.
"Lord Marvis, welcome to Akiba. With the fairy-powered ship, your shipping industry is blooming and
your name is renowned here."
Shiroe said with a smile, making Marvis stare with his eyes wide open. But his ironic smile remained as
he replied "I'm flattered." According to the customs of the People of the Land, this att.i.tude was akin to
ridiculing others.
Considering the fact that Shiroe introduced himself as a member of the Round Table Council, he was
obviously ridiculing Shiroe and Akiba's Round Table Council. His att.i.tude frustrated Raynesia and made
her cheeks grow hot.
But Shiroe didn't mind at all. In the end, he probably didn't understand the customs of the People of the
Land.
"And so, what happened? Elissa-san? Where are you?"
"Here Shiroe-san... These are the details."
But Shiroe's words cooled down Raynesia's frustrated heart.
Raynesia could only give a blank expression as she stared at her maid showing Shiroe that doc.u.ment. She
didn't know the two of them knew each other. Elissa wore a troubled face, but was still respectful
towards this young man.
"Ahah, hmm... is that so? This is possible. I get the general picture... Hey! Michitaka-san!"
Shiroe saved time by shouting for the burly man in the hall instead of using telepathy. The man, who
leisurely walked over after hearing his name, was the guild master of Oceanic Systems, Michitaka who
was built like a bear. Michitaka greeted everyone as he walked over but was interrupted by Shiroe who
cut straight to the chase.
"This is an oversight. Instead of an oversight, it is more like clumsiness and embarra.s.sment... Michitakasan,
due to the blunder of Princess Raynesia, we have some troubling issues."
"Oh I see, this is problematic indeed."
Saying this young man... Shiroe didn't understand social etiquette wasn't quite right, it was more like he
was hasty and pragmatic by nature. Raynesia was not good at handling this young man since the first time
they met. She was also bad with Krusty, but that was because Raynesia couldn't tell what Krusty was
thinking about.
But she felt she was bad at handling this young man because 'Once he makes up his mind, he is willing to
do anything no matter how ridiculous and will not compromise'. She feared Krusty because he was
incomprehensible, while she was afraid of this young man because he was a hunter who would not
hesitate about using Raynesia as bait.
"What are you up to? I am questioning the oversight of Raynesia-jou over here all right?"
Shiroe explained the situation to Michitaka briefly with a smile after Lord Marvis finished.
"This big man over here is Michitaka-san, boss of one of the 11 guilds that comprises the Round Table
Council, Oceanic Systems... Lord Marvis requires a warehouse to store his shipment of cargo and has
informed Raynesia-san in advance to prepare one for him. She seems to have forgotten about it or lost the
doc.u.ment, leading to this failure."
Lord Marvis nodded smugly, agreeing with Shiroe.
"That is correct. The shipment this round consists of food and precious spices. If you leave it in the hot
and humid cargo hold on-board, it will rot in a few days."
Raynesia wanted to rebuke him when she heard his words.
He was full of excuses... But it was useless to point this out now.
"Seems like you are using this opportunity to make a big business deal."
"I came personally this time, so I took the best ship in my company with me. You are Shiroe-kun right?"
The middle-aged n.o.bleman who smelled like make-up laughed like an animal. Shiroe's att.i.tude probably
pleased him.
"The 'New Fairy Ship Egiru' that made her maiden voyage last month right? I heard the rumors, it is a
beautiful ship that reminds people of swans."
"Oh, that news has reached Akiba? That is so... The cargo on this ship is going to be lost due to the
oversight of Raynesia-jou. My dear Adventurers, don't you think this is a terrible betrayal?"
"It is indeed regrettable."
(Why is Shiroe-san taking the lord's side... Does he mean that Adventurers don't need to care about the
People of the Land...? This issue is obviously linked to the pride of Akiba right?)
"Anyway, I have some matters for Princess Raynesia too. Akatsuki, Henrietta-san."
"Ah?"
Raynesia was focused on Shiroe, so she didn't notice the two of them appearing without a sound. It was
the competent lady wearing gla.s.ses and the pet.i.te girl with black hair that pushed her into the brink during
the speech the other time.
"The princess expressed her willingness to make this festival a success, please help her change."
"Ah? Ah?"
The confused Raynesia looked at Elissa to her right.
Elissa shook her head and sighed softly.
Raynesia was disappointed at her unreliable friend and looked at Krusty behind her left shoulder. He just
shrugged in reply.
At this moment, the serious young girl with black hair and the smiling gla.s.ses lady captured Raynesia.
Although their att.i.tudes were respectful, they gave off an uncompromising aura. They reached for
Raynesia's clothes without regard for the fact they were in the view of the public.
"Eh, what are you doing? Hmm? How can you change here... Hold up, that's not it, I have an important
discussion with Lord Marvis, it is a crucial matter to protect Akiba. Krusty-sama! Please say something,
aren't you my knight?"
"... Wasn't that just limited to the conference of the lords?"
"How can you take the oath of a knight so lightly! You want me, Raynesia, to think of it as a joke?"
The half-panicking Raynesia pleaded with Krusty in tears. She could see the villainous smile of the knight
in gla.s.ses, but he was the only one who could save her.
"We will need to extend the contractual period."
"Please... think of something! I... I am willing to change my clothes! I will change obediently later, So let
me clear things up with Lord Marvis!"
"Shiroe-kun... that's what the Princess that extended her contract with me said."
The smiling Henrietta and the serious Akatsuki grabbed Princess Raynesia's hand from either side. At
some point of time, this commotion became the center of attention within the hall. Within the wall of
people surrounding them, Krusty rushed Shiroe to move to the follow up phase.
"Roger that Krusty-san... we are done with preparations on our side."
"Lord Marvis, I understand the situation, the doc.u.ments have already been sent to Akiba's Round Table
Council."
Krusty who was hiding his expression behind his gla.s.ses said simply in a normal volume at this
impressionable time. Marvis who heard this sentence all of a sudden gave a blank expression, but
composed his emotions and responded in a loud voice.
"What? The Round Table Council had been informed? How can that be... Wait, we are talking about a
warehouse here right? Is that something you can prepare so easily? You don't understand, I didn't come in
a wagon. Do you not follow our conversation so far?"
"'New Fairy Ship Egiru' right? I remember its maximum load is 500 tons and includes freezer
compartments, a state-of-the-art vessel."
"You are right Adventurers. Where can you find a warehouse that can store so much goods and has
temperature control? You must be dreaming to say you can prepare it right now."
Marvis said arrogantly as he made 'Tch' sounds with his tongue repeatedly, showing off his proud nature.
Raynesia could feel a cold wave coming over her.
Not because of Marvis' arrogance. But because of Marvis' ignorance of Adventurers.
Marvis was a People of the Land n.o.ble and was used to commanding people. The n.o.bles of Eastal had
the same arrogant nature, but they had no authority over Adventurers. Marvis might be cut down on the
spot for his taunting att.i.tude.
n.o.bles had strong authority in the society of the People of the Land, but they were not immortal. They
would be burned to ashes in a tenth of a second if they faced the wrath of Adventurers.
Raynesia had no sympathy for Marvis, but this might spark off a war, inciting the Adventurers to destroy
them in righteous fury...
(Ah, ahah, why must I worry about this white pig!)
"What? So you have informed the Round Table Council in advance? That's great. But I heard your rental
warehouse is full of the cargo of traveling merchants. Even though you received the notice, but that's the
woeful state you are in."
"I am sorry, for this incident, I, Raynesia, will..."
Marvis changed his target to the Adventurers and the Round Table Council. His brash way of putting it
almost made Raynesia scream.
"Here are the doc.u.ments Michitaka-san."
But Shiroe produced a piece of paper like a magician, making everyone freeze in the hall. Raynesia
glanced at it for a moment, it seemed to be identical to the copy Marvis was waving around just now.
Although it was hard to say for sure, but the Round Table Council of Akiba seemed to have received the
notice Raynesia didn't get.
Michitaka took the doc.u.ment, browsed through the contents and nodded.
"... Do you need wagons to ferry the goods?"
The hidden meaning behind Michitaka's word was that he agreed to this casually. He gave a manly grin
and shrugged.
"Could it be..."
"Of course we have warehouses... 500 tons right? That's nothing. Oceanic Systems' guild warehouse is
several times that of the warehouse opened for rental by the Adventurers for this event. You think we will
be overloaded just handling the merchant caravans? Or you think Adventurers won't help People of the
Land?"
"!"
Michitaka's speech made Raynesia clench her fist.
The Adventurers were covering for Raynesia's oversight. Michitaka was a tough guy who preached the
glory of Adventurers in front of a roomful of People of the Land at the Ancient Palace of Eternal Ice.
Raynesia could not imagine him helping her so selflessly.
(No, he didn't do it for me...)
Raynesia peeked at the young man with his hand on her shoulder. She had to raise her head to see his
expression since they were so close, but she couldn't tell even when she saw his face. But Raynesia knew
this monster, who she couldn't read, with a smiling but seemingly unhappy face, asked Michitaka for aid
on her behalf.
"Krusty-sama..."
"It was because of the perfect policing of the streets, to stop physical altercations, that it made us realize
this issue so late."
Raynesia didn't comprehend what Krusty was whispering to her about.
"... Krusty-sama? About that, I am..."
"An important shield... Wrong, a princess."
Raynesia uttered a word of thanks reluctantly to Krusty who was not looking at her. The favors she owed
this young man just kept on acc.u.mulating. Her feeling of guilt was growing like a ball of rolling snow,
making her conscience and pride scream in pain. But Krusty said 'You should thank Shiroe-kun instead',
these strange words when he heard her words of thanks.
Marvis' expression grew grim on the other hand.
After making a 'Tch' sound with his tongue, he glared at Shiroe. But Shiroe didn't care about Marvis'
glare.
The grand n.o.ble of Westelande bid a few words of good bye before leaving the hall.
Raynesia felt her legs go numb and lose strength. Marvis left. His pride wounded, but he kept his life. And
this side had also avoided clashing with Marvis and the entire west.
This unexpected ending made Raynesia so at ease she almost turned into foam.
"Okay, that's settled. I leave the rest to you two."
"Understood Shiroe-sama."
"By your order, my lord."
The two of them used Raynesia's mental lapse to drag her away. The knight who had extended his contract
with her waved her farewell. But Raynesia only realized this when she was stripped to her underwear.
Part 3
Raynesia's dinner party was ruined.
But it was still a grandiose event.
The main doors of the Maihama consulate in Akiba was wide open, and the guests spilled out onto the
central square. They mingled with the crowd enjoying the festival in the evening sun and food dishes were
carried outside for all to enjoy.
The amount was not enough for the ma.s.ses and the eateries facing the central square ran their kitchens at
full capacity. Shiroe spread the word that all expenses would be covered by the Round Table Council,
prompting the unending flow of food and drinks to the crowd 'till their stock ran out.
But this caused the standard of the feast to drop below Raynesia's expectations. Instead of a buffet-style
dinner party, it felt more like a festival or a flower watching gathering. But such details didn't seem to
matter to the Adventurers.
When Raynesia appeared in the central square escorted by Krusty, the crowd erupted into cheers. Ever
since the expedition speech, Raynesia attended many public events, but this was the first time she made an
appearance so directly in Akiba.
The princess let the knight lead her by the fingers as she gazed slightly downwards. Her blushing cheek
made her look like a beautiful flower, mesmerizing many Adventurers. Her shy appearance was like a
beautiful young lady you dreamed about.

The surprising thing was her dress.
Raynesia was wearing a long tight denim skirt, a light green top that matched the autumn season and a
bolero short jacket. Her long skirt was elegant but casual, her long silver hair flowed over her back with
a black ribbon on top.
Raynesia always wore gothic clothing that matched her People of the Land n.o.bility status. No one in
Akiba expected her to dress like this.
The atmosphere in the central square went wild. By the standard of the old world, this was a dress for a
casual date for the Adventurers; for the People of the Land, these were fashionable clothes that gave off
the modern feel of the Adventurers.
Raynesia walked to the south edge of the central square under the lead of Krusty with a stiff expression
and sat on the cushion of an elegant chair that was crafted in a hurry. It was made through the in-game
menu, the temporary pavilion was also built in just 15 minutes.
The sun had already set, and the square was full of torches. A Fairy Light near Raynesia illuminated her
surrounding twice as brightly, probably conjured by a caring Summoner.
Black Sword Issac drew his trademark sword declaring that the princess would stay in this chair due to
security concerns, but wanted to enjoy this festive night with everyone present. Also, anyone who wanted
to may come to the pavilion to greet the princess. This announcement made the crowd go wilder.
Compared to Adventurers, the People of the Land were even more surprised. They, especially the spies
that took part in the conspiracy, were caravan merchants that hailed from towns and villages around
Akiba. They usually rode a horse or a wagon, making business between the villages. Someone like them
wouldn't have the chance to see the princess so close in person. And not only did they have the chance to
gaze from afar, they could even greet her in person, a stunning experience.
Even so, only a handful took up the offer without hesitation. A third of them were People of the Land
while the rest were j.a.panese Adventurers with a cautious nature.
Even the orchestra Raynesia hired were playing cla.s.sic Yamato pieces, everyone was holding back and
being too reserved.
The one to lead the way was Michitaka.
He brought along about a dozen other guild masters to the elegant couch in the pavilion surrounded by
screens and covered by parasols. He greeted Raynesia warmly as she breathed a sigh of relief. The other
guilds also took action after seeing this.
With many Adventurers lining up to greet the princess, the maids working under Elissa started to move
hurriedly.
Shiroe watched this scene from the sky bridge that overlooked the central square, pouring tea into a gla.s.s.
In the joyous occasion below, Princess Raynesia chatted happily with the Adventurers. Other People of
the Land and Adventurers were also mingling together, which was the best proof the Libra Festival was a
success.
The People of the Land n.o.ble Raynesia dressed in the fashion of the old world made an appearance at the
central square. This action sent a strong message to all those present in this festival.
It was a message of peace and friendship. Their unity could ward off the attack this round.
Shiroe thought that Akiba was victorious in fending off the attack.
The origin of the attack should be the Westelande n.o.bleman Marvis who took his leave at Raynesia's
party.
(But from his brash style, it is hard to see him as the mastermind behind this.)
Shiroe thought he was just one of the core players in this attack.
It was still too early to judge whether the attack was over. The festival was still under high alert, the
security detail under the command of Krusty and Issac was stationed near the entrance, deterring any
physical alterations.
It was the same with the girls working with Soujirou who warded off the arguments between merchants
with their feminine charms while patrolling.
Shiroe who was nominated as the tactician received periodic telepathy reports and queries on how to
handle certain situations.
One of the reasons he was staying at this place overlooking the central square was for the convenience of
going anywhere that needed him quickly.
But Shiroe was not too worried about it.
The attack against the trust and handling speed of the Round Table Council had the main aim of putting
them into disarray. For this tactic to work, it needed to use the element of surprise as support. With the
Round Table Council prepared for it, it would have limited effectiveness.
Worse case scenarios did exist, but it was pointless to brood over them. You couldn't use all your best
moves in some battles and were forced to react to your opponent's moves. Maintaining high alert till the
end of the festival was the best option right now.
... But the attack will come sooner or later. Shiroe sighed as he thought about this, as the activities in the
plaza below continued to flow. The crowds around Raynesia and the eateries were the same, but there
were new people and music joining the fray. Soujirou's personal guards cleared a pathway to the guild
building, standing on either side of the pavement.
The one leading the way was Maryele.
Her curly green hair and bright shining smile. Maryele's alluring, bouncing b.r.e.a.s.t.s were covered by a
stylishly-tailored jacket as she moved with energetic steps.
This was not at the level of supermodels yet, but she turned and waved both hands at the crowd after
reaching the end of the makeshift catwalk, acting just like one.
(That's really great Mary-nee. I can't stay moody even if I want to.)
Maryele's appearance made Shiroe feel motivated and hurt his head at the same time. Next up was
Henrietta and Akatsuki.
Henrietta and Akatsuki always wore secretary attire and black shin.o.bi costumes respectively like
uniforms. But they changed their styles just for today. The two of them were wearing the attire promoted
by Crescent Moon Alliance which looked native and casual. Their clothing differed slightly, making them
look like sisters.
... Because of the height difference, they looked like sisters with a wide age gap, but it was best not to say
this out loud. Henrietta was hyperactive, hugging Akatsuki, rubbing her face on hers and twirling around
elegantly. Watching them, Shiroe made a decision with a smile.
Unaware of the stares from the crowd (a fortunate thing for Akatsuki), the two of them played around
before meeting up with Maryele and walking to the central square. Maryele ignored the stunned crowd,
going directly to Raynesia and pulled her up by the hand. This was just like Maryele's bold nature.
Akatsuki whispered to Raynesia from behind. Seeing how Raynesia's face was turning green, she was
being intimidated once again. Maryele led Raynesia to the central square just like this, forming a circle
and turning around along with Henrietta and Akatsuki.
Instead of holding a fashion show indoors, they would have wider exposure doing it this way. The
'Firebird' and 'Lightning Phoenix' resting at the top of the guild building shone over everyone. Waves of
applause went back and fro through the crowd.
The lively music playing was from a memorable pop song of the old world. The slightly aged melody was
recreated using the cla.s.sical Middle Ages instruments in this world.
Raynesia didn't know what to do as she looked around with a perplexed expression. But pretty girls had it
good in this type of situation. Even in a common dress of the old world, it matched her perfectly if she
gave a shy smile.
"Shiroe...san."
"Thanks for the hard work Minori."
This polite greeting made Shiroe lift his gaze from the plaza. Minori walked from the guild building
towards the connected sky bridge. She wore a complicated expression of pride, joy, and humility on her
face.
Shiroe didn't know what his pet.i.te companion was thinking about, but he knew what she had
accomplished on this chaotic day. She completed the primary administrative work alongside Charasin.
The responsibility was equivalent to leading a hundred-man raid.
"Take a seat."
"Eh, but..."
Minori was hesitant, Shiroe gestured to the side of the wooden bench he was sitting on. Shiroe took a
gla.s.s from his bag and wiped it clean. He then poured the same fruit tea he was drinking into it and
offered it to the panicky Minori.
"Erm.."
"Thank you, and you did great."
"Eh, yes!"
Minori with her voice a few octaves higher and her back straightened looked so cute, it made Shiroe
smile. He didn't know whether Minori realized the value of the work she had done.
Minori held the gla.s.s with both hands,
Their view was illuminated with the light of many torches and conjured shining creatures like Bug Light
Lamp. They could see the lively festival below thanks to them.
A part of this festive atmosphere was protected through Minori's efforts.
Shiroe thought her hands were small.
But these tiny hands of a middle school student held the determination to stay at her post.
When Minori reported her intention to stay and help at the Production Guild Liaison Committee, Shiroe
surprisingly sensed acknowledgement. After all the time Shiroe and Minori spent together, he could feel
her hardworking nature that could not be suppressed within her heart.
Her twin Tohya also had the pa.s.sion to improve himself, but he was already set earlier on to focus on
fighting and physical strength. In comparison, Minori was hesitant on which route to take. But she would
definitely find her path to follow one day.
Minori achieved a victory Shiroe didn't expect, in a place of her own choosing.
(She is much more dependable than me...)
Shiroe jeered at himself and sighed. He recollected his miserable middle school days.
Minori's display of her strong will was nothing like Shiroe's old days. Shiroe remembered being a typical
overly self conscious delusional middle schooler. He used to think of himself as being special and
different, but failed to realize that his 'uniqueness' was the same as others.
It was so embarra.s.sing just thinking back.
"Shiroe-san, may I ask..."
"What is it?"
"Aren't you going to greet her? Among the guilds that make up the Round Table Council, only Log Horizon
hasn't done so right?"
Shiroe shrugged and replied vaguely.
"We met not too long ago."
Their conversation on the sky bridge was drowned out by the cheers down below. Probably because of a
new set set of clothes from some guild making its fashion debut? Shiroe listened to his telepathy messages
and gave short replies every now and then. After some time, Minori raised a new question.
"You... Did this on purpose right?"
"Yeah."
"... I'm sorry Shiroe-san."
Minori hung her head in shame.
"No need to apologize, it's not something I want to make known to the world."
"I b.u.t.ted in needlessly, wanting to take Shiroe-san to the dinner party... But thinking about it carefully,
there is no need to do that. There is no way Shiroe-san of the 11 founding guilds will fail to secure an
invitation right? So you wanted Princess Raynesia to detest you right from the start correct?"
This was not questioning, but seeking confirmation.
(What an incredibly brilliant girl.)
This tactic was not hard to see through, several members of the Round Table had already realized this.
This strategy can only work if his comrades understood it to some extent.
"Because Krusty-san is close to the princess, and having someone she clearly hates and clearly likes will
make it easier to push her along. It will be the same for the future too."
"The princess is in a precarious position. Her beauty, straightforward nature, and honesty holds the
sympathy of the ma.s.ses, but it won't last forever. Although she likes Akiba now, there is no telling if she
will continue to do so. She has improved the relations between the People of the Land and Adventurers,
but it's hard to gauge how long this will last. There will be plenty of instances in the future that require us
to adopt a tough stance. Crises that will make this attack look insignificant are sure to follow, so we need
to divide the roles to play ahead of time."
This tactic was dependent on 'Krusty being considerate of the Princess' feelings' as a prerequisite. Krusty
who was aware of this strategy was grumpy about it, but it couldn't be helped since these were the
a.s.signed roles. Krusty was the senate leader of the Round Table Council after all, it would be troubling if
he was unwilling to play this part.
From what Shiroe saw, Krusty was just as unhappy about being manipulated by Shiroe. But if left alone,
Shiroe was sure Krusty would help the Princess in the end anyway.
Also...
Following his flowing thoughts, Shiroe focused on the limits of the future he could forecast. In the
combination of blurry predictions, he could see a vague future.
The Princess with a bad personality needed Krusty.
And Krusty also needed the Princess... Hopefully.
"Shiroe-san... Is this really what you hope for?"
"Why do you ask?"
A part of Shiroe's consciousness heard Minori talking to him and stopped his train of thought. Shiroe's
companion showed a troubled and pained expression.
"Because..."
Minori talked in bits and pieces, Shiroe waited patiently for her continuation that didn't come.
"If it is about the troubles Log Horizon will be facing... Regarding this, at some point in time, I planned to
have Chief Nyanta take everyone to visit Princess Raynesia, maybe at a dinner party. Minori would need
to doll up for that event too, the sky blue dress you wore that time looks cute on you."
Shiroe's speech made Minori even more depressed.
Is that a bad way to reply? Shiroe scratched his head. Seemed like this did not satisfy her, or he was going
about this the wrong way.
"Won't you feel sad Shiroe-san?"
"..."
Ah, so that's how someone watching from the side might see it. This was beyond Shiroe's calculations.
Since this was such a normal sensibility, Shiroe did not even think about it.
"No such thing, this is normal."
"..."
Seemed like Minori had a hard time accepting this explanation.
This was just one of the parts they needed to play, and Shiroe just happened to be suitable for this role.
Minori with her lips tightly closed looked really prim and proper. Her big eyes looked like they were
going to tear up, her cheeks were tense and red. Minori's brows furrowed in anger showing her
unwillingness to back down.
"Minori has been a big help in aiding the Production Guild Liaison Committee. The things you did are
more worthwhile than 10 staff helping on site. You did great Minori."
Shiroe's praise made Minori blink her eyes.
"It's the same rationale Minori, the things that need to be done are right in front of me, I can do it and
others hold that expectation of me as well. This is a good thing, something that we should be proud of.
Since doing so is helpful, I think it is just fine."
Minori showed a troubled face.
This couldn't be helped. Shiroe didn't say this because he understood this rationale. The Shiroe who had
avoided guilds thinking it was a bother had no right to say this. This was a speech only experienced guild
leader like Michitaka or Krusty could make.
But after Shiroe founded his guild with his comrades, he finally understood something. He was just a
wandering soul, even if he got stronger alone, it would be a hollow strength that wouldn't be channeled
anywhere. It was a power others wouldn't be able to feel and appreciate.
It was still strength even if he achieved it alone, but Shiroe thought comrades were necessary to use this
strength. And you needed the world for your comrades to reach their full potential. Although it was still
vague and blurry now, Shiroe felt that Log Horizon was an important place to make this theory come true.
"I will work just as hard as you Minori."
Minori nodded with an expression that was a mixture of confusion, anger and sadness. What Shiroe could
do was reflect on his actions. In the end, he could only respond to the hardworking middle schooler
Minori in this unsightly manner.
He felt he was being encouraged and lectured by her.
... This couldn't be avoided.
This pet.i.te girl deserved a reward tonight. A member of Log Horizon being an valuable a.s.set this day
made Shiroe happy. To have guided Minori at one point also gave him a warm feeling in his heart. Shiroe
was not sad even though he was seen as an elder or teacher by Minori.
Shiroe gave an awkward smile and nodded his head.
"I will work hard so Minori will not be troubled."
Part 4
Akatsuki suppressed her rapid breathing, stopping in her tracks after rushing up the grey stairs. It was fine
for her to walk up to him as usual, but Akatsuki couldn't make herself to do it because she didn't want
Shiroe to see her out of breath.
She was still wearing the frilly clothes Henrietta forced on her. With laces sewed at its ends, it looked
cute but was too light. Akatsuki, who had grown accustomed to the battle suits in this world, felt naked
and defenseless walking the streets in this.
Also, it was hard to hide herself and sneak up on Shiroe in this.
Akatsuki hid under the shade of the ancient tree that pierced through the sky bridge to calm her breathing.
She didn't want Shiroe to know she rushed all the way here.
Akatsuki felt she had grown closer to Shiroe over the past few days. She even managed to touch Shiroe's
hair on the balcony of their guild house last night. It was colder than she imagined and different from hers,
the hair of a man. Strong and smooth, flowing through Akatsuki's fingers.
It was an experience that made Akatsuki happy with minimal physical contact. She intentionally pulled a
long face, telling Shiroe she was happy, which subsequently confused Shiroe, making him ask her to,
again, confirm her feelings.
Those were happy times.
But her decision to catch her breath gave her the opportunity to overhear this conversation.
Shiroe leaned on the railings of the sky bridge, looking down at the central square illuminated by bonfires.
There was a young lady beside him... Minori, a companion of Akatsuki from Log Horizon.
Shiroe and Minori's words were carried by the wind that blew throughout Akiba towards Akatsuki who
caught pieces of it.
"You... Did this on purpose right?"
"Yeah."
"... I'm sorry Shiroe-san."
In the beginning, Akatsuki didn't understand what they were talking about.
"No need to apologize, it's not something I want to make known to the world."
"I b.u.t.ted in needlessly, wanting to take Shiroe-san to the dinner party... But thinking about it carefully,
there is no need to do that. There is no way Shiroe-san of the 11 founding guilds would fail to secure an
invitation right? So you wanted Raynesia to detest you right from the start correct?"
Akatsuki almost made a sound when she heard this.
... Shiroe... Planned to be detested?
This was a perspective Akatsuki never thought of.
The unexpected interaction between the two made Akatsuki forget to call out to Shiroe, she could only
listen intently to them. Their dialogue could be heard in bits and pieces through the disruption of the
autumn wind.
Akatsuki tried to think about Minori's 'planned to be detested' words. But a chill went down her spine as
she began to understand its meaning. Akatsuki heard about an unknown source finding trouble with Akiba
from Shiroe before.
Although she didn't comprehend the meaning, she knew that Shiroe had successfully defended Akiba.
But she didn't think about it the way Minori did.
Unlike Minori, she didn't consider how everyone else would think about Shiroe.
Unlike Minori, she didn't think about how Log Horizon's position would be affected by all this.
Unlike Minori, she didn't split up with Shiroe and fight for his sake on another front.
... Unlike Minori, she didn't help Shiroe with his trouble.
Akatsuki's heart started to race in her modest chest.
The Shiroe that felt so close last night was gradually growing further away from her? This gave her a pure
sense of terror.
Just like the fear of a child abandoned in the darkness, she moaned soundlessly in her chest.
Shiroe was going so far away.
No, he was far away from the beginning.
Him being by Akatsuki's side was just an illusion.
Ever since the day Shiroe saved Akatsuki, she had stayed by his side. Addressing Shiroe as lord,
becoming his shadow, wielding her blade for him all this while. She could also feel Shiroe protecting her
at the same time, which made her very comfortable.
Maybe only Akatsuki thought they were protecting each other.
(At the very least, I don't understand my lord to that extent...)
It was hard to acknowledge this.
She couldn't measure up to this middle-schooler from the same guild.
Accepting that she couldn't hold a candle to Minori. This bitterness and pain gave her a sensation of
falling, as if the ground around her feet was being frozen and came crumbling down.
Akatsuki grabbed her blade subconsciously with trembling hands. Akatsuki could feel it vaguely.
She noticed her limits and what it meant.
a.s.sa.s.sins have the strongest attack among all 12 cla.s.ses. For the sake of her pride, Akatsuki had worked
in the art of fighting. Her attack power or individual battle power should be in the top tier among the
Adventurers. But among the top tier, she ranked in the middle of the pile.
Akatsuki didn't have experience in major raids.
This could not be helped. Akatsuki was a solo player, living a solitary lifestyle free of any guilds. For
solo players to partic.i.p.ate in major raids, they could only wait for big guilds looking to fill a raid
vacancy or by forming a temporary raid alliance. Joining a group like Debauchery Tea Party was another
way, but that was a rare instance. Gathering Adventurers to form a group that had nothing to do with
guilds took a lot of effort, even forming a new guild was easier to gain fame and members.
In the end, major raids needed teamwork and training, a hard gaming mode to pull off. If you didn't do it
with fixed members, the success rate would drop. Big guilds equating to major raids were an accepted
fact.
Shiroe, Nyanta, and Naotsugu were all solo players or members of small guilds, but they were
experienced top-notch Adventurers within the whole server in their group the Debauchery Tea Party.
In comparison, Akatsuki was the finest amongst solo players, but in terms of equipment, knowledge, and
familiarity with teamwork battles, it was not at the top notch level.
(Am I... just a fake...)
She hugged herself and shook slightly.
The skills she relied upon so far, which she claimed could protect Shiroe, were not at top notch level.
Confirming this once again shattered Akatsuki's pride completely.
But that's not all. Major raids were a high difficulty playing mode and there were plenty of Adventurers
who didn't have experience with this.
But a low-level Kannagi reached Shiroe's side in a way Akatsuki never thought of. Akatsuki who prided
herself in her battle techniques and lived all this time in the alternate world believing in this, was doubly
hurt by this.
"... The things you did are more worthwhile than 10 staff helping on site. You did great Minori."
Shiroe's voice echoed in Akatsuki's ears.
Not only did this girl Minori see through Shiroe's thinking, she also fought hard in her own battles to
lessen Shiroe's burden. She was less than half Akatsuki's level, but this middle school girl used her talents
to the fullest and reached a higher plane of achievement than Akatsuki. And Minori was concerned with
Shiroe all this time too.
Akatsuki never tried to empathize with Shiroe.
Empathize with the loneliness of Shiroe which she never thought existed before.
This fact overwhelmed Akatsuki. The acceptance of this fact stabbed Akatsuki's heart like shattered gla.s.s,
taking away the words Akatsuki wanted to tell Shiroe.
Part 5
The dinner party naturally evolved into a banquet in the city square and the citizens had high praise for
this. Raynesia, who had used all her stamina, lay exhausted on her chair. But the scenery of the princess
waving weakly looked cute and won rave reviews, pretty girls had it good for anything they did.
On the other hand, Shiroe enjoyed this banquet on the sky bridge. But Shiroe still played the role of
tactician and talked to others through telepathy most of the time, only conversing with Minori
occasionally.
The sky grew bright as the festival entered its 3rd day.
Shiroe gathered all the members of Log Horizon to visit the flea market on this last day of the festival.
The flea market was different from the autumn clothing expo and was mainly selling weapons. A variety
of items like furniture, guild facilities, decorations, books, scrolls, food and monster drop items were
sold here.
There were many People of the Land and their merchant caravans that had traveled all this way just for
this flea market.
Nyanta and Shiroe felt a sense of nostalgia, searching for the merchandise of the village they visited on
their trip back from Susukino, but they didn't find any. But Nyanta did find some fine salted pork ribs.
With such a wide array of goods, the members released their reservations and went on a shopping spree.
Tohya brought a new 'red intimidation star' helmet, while Naotsugu bought potions in bulk.
Shiroe accepted Minori and Nyanta's proposal and bought several carpets and a communal water tank
with their guild funds. They needed all sorts of things for the winter, and with so many items available for
sale, their eyes glittered like a kids in a candy store.
After the banquet ended, Akatsuki resumed wearing her black clothes. On this 3rd day, she wore her usual
expression that was so dignified that it looked sullen, protecting Shiroe without a word. Shiroe thought
there was no need to be dressed so uptight for the festival, but Akatsuki was stubborn in her own ways.
Akatsuki who looked a bit tired in the morning, regained her lively mood in the afternoon after being
teased by Naotsugu. Akatsuki calling Naotsugu stupid and kneeing him in the face was becoming a
common scene which Shiroe could only watch with a bitter smile.
As Shiroe expected, the attacks against the Round Table Council were totally gone. These types of attacks
were hard to carry out when defensive measures were set in place. Since they antic.i.p.ated this, Shiroe's
group enjoyed this rare holiday happily.
When the sun set on this 3rd day, Akiba went into an after party phase. Continuing the banquet last night, it
was a full fledged banquet this round. Since the Round Table Council were the organizers, many barrels
of wine were put in front of the guild building, becoming a lively and popular spot for all partic.i.p.ants.
The Round Table Council wanted to use this opportunity to implement some projects to aid the small
guilds, one of them was to help them recruit solo players without guilds, as well as the possibility of
letting the departments within large guilds gain independence. The young Adventurers continued to debate
about this even after getting dizzy from all the alcohol.
In this after party, illuminated by bonfires, Raynesia probably would attend in her beautiful dress. The
pillars of the Round Table Council, Michitaka, Krusty, Issac, Charasin, Rodrick, Maryele, and others,
would also drink to the reunion of old friends and the meeting of new ones.
Although many incidents happened in Akiba's Libra Festival, it still ended in success. The comrades of
Log Horizon also praised each others' work in the festival and recuperated their energy for tomorrow.
The Libra Festival which marked the turning point in Akiba's history ended without many people knowing
the storm behind the scene.
Interlude
But...
On the last day of the Libra Festival, Shiroe left his guild members behind and moved alone under the
dark night sky.
These were ruins in the south of Akiba. Between the metal shutter buried in debris, the wet stairs
extended endlessly. This building should be a water tank or boiler roo