Epilogue

The wind ripples the water's surface, and the leaves of the trees make a cool, rustling sound. After finishing a tour of the academy for the boy who supposedly woke up after 900 years—Susanao—you have brought him to "Reservoir No. 9," a quiet location with little foot traffic. "Thank you for showing me around today. This reservoir is such a peaceful place. Being free from that moldy air underground makes me feel alive again!" He took a deep breath of the clear air and flashed an innocent smile. But the next moment, Susanao's expression turned serious, and he spoke while staring at the still water. "...By the way, there's one thing I'm curious about." His tone shifted to one of slight anxiety. "Do you know about Orochi?" Susanao glanced at you, as if checking your reaction to the name. "900 years ago... it was a child who almost destroyed this Academic City of Delos. Orochi can take in the souls of the dead and use their abilities and powers as its own. Plus, it can move freely between the underworld and the living world, so it couldn't be defeated..." Susanao continued his tale, his eyes distant as he remembered. "Back then, I fought alongside the Headmaster and... a person named Delos. Eventually, Delos sealed Orochi, and things finally settled down... But, somehow... I feel like I can sense the aura of that child's... Nidhogg's power coming from this academy now." Saying this, Susanao crossed his arms and began listing Orochi's characteristics, counting them off on his fingers as if retrieving each memory one by one.

"Orochi is about the same height as me, with long white hair...

The eyes are blue with pupils slit like a snake's...

And always wore clothes like the ones you see in Amatsu. If you find someone with those features, please let me know... Uh? Hello? Where are you looking?" Susanao peered into your face worriedly, then followed your gaze. He cried out in shock.

"Orochi?!"