Epilogue
Up by the transport circle, Hawk looked down at the countless lights of Catharn, his smile rather forlorn.
“A shame to miss a Mamako meal,” Shiraaase said.
“I agree. Many things shocked me on this visit, but nothing more than that.”
“Don’t worry, Hawk. As soon as I’ve sent you on your way, I’ll go back and eat enough for both of us.”
“Shiraaase…you are the master of rubbing it in.”
“I am often lauded so. And I am not one to reject a compliment.”
She never batted an eye.
But then she put on her admin face.
“For my own benefit, might I ask your thoughts on challenging Masato and Mamako for this final test?”
Hawk let out a long breath and stared up at the stars.
“My decision will be treated as a response from this game’s business interests, becoming our definitive answer on the matter. I’m afraid I must respond in the form of a formal report.”
“Ah. In that case…”
“However, if I were to muse aloud to myself…”
He thrust the end of his greatsword into the ground.
It changed color and shape, transforming into a fearsome-looking magic sword.
“I once received a teary phone call from my wife, saying she had no idea how to connect to our son anymore… Heh-heh. But seeing them today, that’s clearly no longer a concern.”
“Then you’re on board?”
“Yes. I’ll provide the final trial for a close-knit mother and son—as any father should.”
Gripping the hilt of the Demon Lord’s blade, Hawk closed his eyes.
His true name—Hayato Oosuki.
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