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REAL VOICE

If there were a moment that could change your life, what would it be? For Momo, it was a certain song that happened to play on a video site. The melody of that song, which for some reason was immediately deleted page by page, was sung for the first time in front of a station, where she met Tokiya, a boy who stopped and applauded. Tokiya composed the music, and Momo sang. However, the joyful times came to an end two years ago when Tokiya suddenly announced that he was "quitting music." Momo, who had interrupted him before he could hand over a CD-ROM and say his final words, ran away, determined to time leap in order to understand Tokiya's true intentions.
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ユメヒバナ

When the night veil descends, a group of people in traditional Japanese clothing suddenly appears. As they begin to dance, the ordinary city transforms into a realm that feels like it has slipped into a drunken stupor. Hearing rumors of this, people gather on Sky Street every night, eager to catch a glimpse of this guerrilla live performance that could start anywhere at any time. Akatsuki, leading this group of dancers called Team Loto, gets involved in a mysterious incident one day and ends up with a butterfly-shaped bruise on his wrist. To pursue the net master "Noah" rumored to bear the same butterfly mark in the city, Akatsuki sets out on a mission.
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オリフィス

The paintings drawn by Nanoha stir people's emotions. They are mysterious landscape paintings that seem to be missing something crucial. His best friend disappeared on a cold February day, just before their elementary school graduation ceremony. A driver who lost consciousness crashed into Nanoha, causing him to lose consciousness as well. When Nanoha woke up days later, he realized that his best friend had disappeared forever right before his eyes. A "broken world" where only he remained. With the ability to time leap, Nanoha repeats time leaps in order to correct this world and make it right.
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パラボラ

Sou, who was a promising basketball player in middle and high school, was a genius scorer talented enough to turn pro at the age of 17. However, because of his talent, he struggled to cooperate well with others and was only interested in players of equal skill level. Gradually, he found it difficult to coordinate with his team members, and one day he faced a career-threatening injury during a game. Tempted by a mysterious message sent to his smartphone saying, "I'll let you redo the past," he decided to time leap. However, in the middle of it, he was attacked by "Noah" and had his mind sent back to his elementary school days, unable to return to his original time period.
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星めぐり、果ての君へ。

At the end of March, when cherry blossoms danced like snowflakes, a familiar figure stood before Momo. Tokiya wiped the tears from the corners of Momo's eyes with his fingers and spoke. "There's something I've never been able to tell you, Momo." He explained how he had given up on pursuing a musical career due to family circumstances, but he had uploaded just one song online because he wanted someone to know his true feelings. However, his parents found out and he had to delete it from the internet. Then, one day, he heard his own forgotten song playing in the square. Tokiya told Momo that if she accepted this CD-ROM from him, he would choose his own path with confidence this time.
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スローアライズ

Kohaku initially thought it was just a dream. In this recurring dream she had since childhood, a voice always ended by saying, "Don't forget----. Make sure to----" One night, the part she couldn't quite make out became clear, and she remembered that the voice was actually her own "memory." Overwhelmed by the vast memories she didn't want to recall, Kohaku was taken out for a walk by Akatsuki one night. As she walked silently, watching his back, Kohaku remembered the time when she first saw Akatsuki's dance as a child. (Akatsuki, dancing Kagura, looked like a god. My god... there's no time left.)
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生命不詳

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チエルカ/エソテリカ

When 31 first saw the outside world, they were momentarily disappointed, and then they found it funny that they had the emotion of "expectation." The land far below, bathed in red moonlight, was littered with the silhouettes of twisted, crumbling iron beams and debris. 31 stepped out from the top of the building and fell headfirst onto the dark ground. Their body was covered by black butterflies and soon disappeared.
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RIFFRAIN

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Falling

Flowers are dancing.
Beneath the fluttering pale pink petals like snow, I watched Kohaku, who had fallen in love. Kohaku was gazing at their childhood friend as if meeting them for the first time.
The boy with his eyes lined in vermilion danced the sacred Kagura, temporarily transporting the small stage into the hidden world.

The usual lively demeanor has now disappeared, and Kohaku can't help but admit it's frustrating yet somewhat beautiful.
Muttering, "Even with your knack for bad luck..." their cheeks turned slightly red.
I've been here for a long time. Like watching a play from behind the stage curtain. The spotlight never shines on Kohaku, the girl.

Kohaku... In a distant future, I once heard "Akatsuki" call out that name only once. A faint, strained voice. Somehow, I've existed within a young girl who bears the same name.
Middle school. Kohaku shoots a cold glance at Akatsuki, who is always in the room as if he belongs there. But she never kicks him out, even when he starts reading manga without permission.
High school. Akatsuki enrolled in an experimental school called "Sky Street," where geniuses gather.
Showing his prowess in programming, he somewhat forcibly pulled Kohaku, who tended to be a shut-in, into the same "Sky Street" because it had a system that allowed her to study from home.
The two childhood friends have always been together, and Akatsuki seems to take it for granted.
The bright and kind-hearted boy, and the future Akatsuki who never smiled once. Yes, I know that both of them belong to "Kohaku." Those laughing eyes are not meant for me... not since a long time ago.
"Noah, promise me. Definitely----"
Even though I've known all along that those words he last gave me, and all I can offer him, are already his.
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ピリオドサイン

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群青シグナル

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アンバークロニクル

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リフヴェイン

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宵の鳥

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Kairos

Yes, this is a bad dream...

As they gazed at the fragments of passing time, the two murmured. This was a world where C204 was used, and one resolution was reached.

----Is this place where we ended up the world you desired?
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フェイクフェイス・フェイルセイフ

Young Kohaku melted away in the night breeze before my eyes.

Faint lights danced like fireflies. As I reached out in astonishment towards the fading, fluttering lights,
vast scenes flowing into my mind, shimmering like a thin string.
It was filled with noises, like an old television screen, displaying familiar faces in unfamiliar guises.
Numerous pasts, hazy as if blindfolded, suddenly gained a sense of reality.
As I looked back with a feeling of waking from a dream, I saw Sou, who should be in America, glaring at the space where Kohaku had disappeared. Behind him, Nano and Momo with surprised faces, Akatsuki spoke.
"...Did everyone time leap too? Or...?"
Sou let out a long sigh and said incredulously, "You really are... hopeless! Do you want me to tell you every detail of the hell that damn cat put me through!?"
"Eh? Sou-kun? Huh!? Why are you here... wait, what?"
On Momo's wrist, the butterfly-shaped bruise with a missing part of its wing had disappeared.
"...Earlier, the device Kohaku had started glowing, and it seemed like the butterfly was sucked in, maybe?... See," Nano raised her white wrist to show.
The town's gossip, Noah's symbol. And the same bruise. Akatsuki had known about this "butterfly" from a long time ago. A mysterious world that expands during the dance and conversations with gods. Golden clouds billow, and light dances around. Since childhood, he had always thought. The softly dancing light, as if it were a butterfly.
Everyone here had memories of changing the past. However, those memories became increasingly blurry as if being blindfolded day by day. They began to think it was like a dream, and eventually, the memories were being rewritten as if it were just a dream. Akatsuki was the same, but now he had a strange conviction. He couldn't remember everything yet, but he definitely knew about that hourglass Kohaku had. He knew it from a distant past, from the future.

Finally, Kohaku murmured, "I don't like the idea that your wish was all a lie..."
A wish? What wish did I have... When I thought that far, I finally remembered the most important thing.
"I wished to keep Kohaku alive."
The memory of that beginning. The voice he heard at the black bird gate. If the price of young Kohaku's single wish was this scene now? As Akatsuki clenched his fist, he noticed that the string on his right hand was starting to unravel.

From the gently falling string emerged the red butterfly carved that night.
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シックスプラン

-----Everything was supposed to go smoothly.
Drained of strength, Kohaku's knees buckle.
The contents of the small hourglass in her hand continue to sparkle and flicker, insisting that this is no ordinary hourglass.
Yes, this is the machine C204 for time travel. Kohaku couldn't lift her gaze while staring at the sand flowing smoothly.
Because there, all that was there was just a cold little stone... a gravestone.

The butterfly mark left on Akatsuki's arm. If that created this future...?
It was an irreversible, failure.
The world they arrived at did not break.
Just Akatsuki was missing, a new future.
The crest of the Akatsuki family engraved on the tomb in front of her.
The Akatsuki family that foretold the country's future seems to have already died out.
It was the result given to Kohaku and Noah, who had repeated the past and made choices over and over.
The C204 tumbled from Kohaku's collapsing hand, making a dry sound as it fell.
"Kohaku."
Noah's voice from within Kohaku. Everything was bothersome now, and the voice naturally turned sharp.
"I... can't accept this. Where... where did we go wrong? There shouldn't be a need to change the future, there shouldn't be any branching points left!"
"The Akatsuki I know, the Akatsuki of this world... haven't obtained the most important thing... maybe it's because of that, the bad ending."
"What... what does that mean?"

In the silence, Noah let out a voice of disbelief.
"Kohaku, you're... sometimes stupid."
"Huh!?"
"Of course that's Kohaku."
"...Huh?"
Was it that compared to all the happiness and unhappiness of everyone in the world, even changing the future, it didn't matter to Akatsuki?
Compared to Kohaku's death. Until they reach that future, Akatsuki... won't give up.
Kohaku was dumbfounded by Noah's words.

Going against god, Akatsuki who tried to keep Kohaku alive and ended up destroying the world.
If simply taking and destroying the machine doesn't create a route divergence of "living a normal life," then what if?
Is that point... me...?

"Kohaku still has that."
To save Bakatsuki, the only way is to avoid their own death, the root cause? Why, seriously... that's stupid.
At Noah's words, Kohaku picked up the small hourglass in her hand, possessing the power to change the future and the past, and clenched it.
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フタタビ

Akatsuki folded his body as if embracing himself, then sat down on the cold concrete, collapsing.
With a bewildered look as if half-dreaming, I sighed and turned to Nanoha and Momo.
"I came all the way back home, thinking he might know something. Well, I feel like I've figured out most of what I wanted to know anyway."
As I turned around, Nanoha twitched her shoulder and Momo peered intently at us.
"So, Sou, you also did a time leap. ...I vaguely remembered. Sou, who didn't go to America."
This guy, he's still a bit hard to deal with~. He looks like he's spaced out, but sometimes he hits the nail on the head.

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"Um, my story is like this... I don't have much to talk about compared to you two. I felt like it was all just a dream until today."
Nanoha's conclusion was far heavier than the rest, but she finished talking calmly, just like she would talk about yesterday's weather.
That's right. I remembered, this guy was like this too. The guy who was at the top of Sky Street couldn't be normal.
"Everyone changed the past, right? And, I will continue singing with Tokiya in the future, Sou will have a future where he didn't get injured, Nanoha-kun..."
"Don't worry about it."
I was surprised when Nanoha said that and softly smiled. Huh? Was this guy capable of making such a face?
Come to think of it, Momo was like that too. She seemed tense and fragile, but the girl in front of me looked straight at me without hesitation and spoke.
"So, Sou, the reason you came back home was...?"
"I wanted to ask Kohaku about it. Why did she go through the trouble of sending me back to the past as Noah and then leaving me behind?
I remembered there was an incident related to Noah at Sky Street before we started over. I saw news about the same thing starting to happen in this world too, and I thought I might have a chance to meet that damn cat and punch him.
Besides, that guy said something when we parted ways in the past. 'I wanted to see what kind of life you would choose the second time, but too bad.' I've been wanting to know the meaning of that."

There are still many things I don't understand. What is the butterfly mark? Why were the five of us chosen?
And the thing I understand the least is about Kohaku.
Noah, who was just a rumor in the eerie city, turned out to be Kohaku. And, looking only at the results, whether by chance or intention, she taught the three of us here how to redo our regrets using "magic."
Even now, I see it in my "dreams." I couldn't continue playing basketball because of my injury. I isolated myself, left Sky Street, and in the end...
"So, shall we get to it soon? That damn cat... it's about Kohaku. You must know something."

I reached out my hand to Akatsuki, who was sitting down, and he slowly raised his head. However, the light in his eyes was different from before.
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ふらふらふら、

The headlights of a car were approaching the school gate.
At the end of the arm that pushed me away, a familiar face appeared. Despite my heart screaming, "I don't want to see this anymore, enough!!!" my prayers didn't reach.
For the fourth time, a lifeless body rolled in front of me.
...Ah, I failed again. I wanted to see you smiling under the sun.

A chilly sensation struck my cheek, bringing my consciousness back. It seemed like I had been unconscious for a while.
As I slowly opened my eyes, I saw a green marble that I always carried in my pocket as a child. Yes, my treasure that I lost during that accident.
I reached out with my left hand while still lying down, clenched it tightly, and wished strongly that I could see Yuuki again.

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"Did Nanoha draw this?"
When I opened my eyes, a boy handed me a piece of drawing paper while wiping his dirty face with his sleeve. It was a landscape painting I had drawn. A city with complex colors like pale jade, blending with nature, spread out. In the center, a huge tree towered up to the sky, my magical city.

Every day at school, a child engrossed in drawing such things was considered eccentric. The classmate who carelessly handed back the picture that had been taken by the bullies as usual while wiping his dirty face with his sleeve. He had thick eyebrows, a small stature, but a loud voice. The first time he spoke, I didn't even remember his name.
It was Yuuki.
Instantly, tears poured out of my eyes like a fool, and I couldn't even speak properly.
"Whoa!? What!? Was this painting that important? It might have gotten a bit dirty from the incinerator soot... Hey, Nanoha~!"
After committing the foolish act of clinging to Yuuki and crying like a baby, a few days later, I finally calmed down and thought in the classroom after school.
It seems like I successfully did the fourth time leap. Moreover, it was at the timing when I first talked to Yuuki.
The previous three times, I time leaped right before the accident. What was the difference between the third time and the fourth time?
The email from "Noah" said this.
To time leap, you have to be in a place where strong emotions linger, and you must have something strongly related to that memory in your hand... When I first time leaped, I had a soccer ball in my hand. I had kept holding onto the ball that caused the accident.
I took out the green marble from my pocket. After I praised the retrieved painting, Yuuki gave me this marble as a substitute. He said he picked it up at his grandmother's rural beach, and it had a gentle touch, worn smooth by sand.
Could it be that, by chance, I held this at the moment of the accident and wished to go back to the past...?

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"...Yes, the final time leap. Thanks to Yuuki, I was able to go back even further into the past..."
As I unconsciously traced the feeling of the marble hanging from my neck while talking to Sou and Momo, Akatsuki suddenly approached me as if tightening his grip.
"Tell me everything, Nanoha... everyone. I have to know everything perfectly about 'time leaps.' ...Because, you see, there are only four chances for a reversal, right?"
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パラドクスイヴ

"Are you an idiot? Outnumbered and outgunned. Akatsuki... he's got that side to him."
"...Don't talk. I can't time travel anymore."

The fundamental theory of C204 has already spread throughout the world, but the trump card, "Sand of Time," is still here.
Honestly, who in the world created such a troublesome thing? I want to complain about it. Because of that, I'm now forced to make a choice. Whether to curse him or not.

Too much blood has been shed from my body. Time is running out. Before I lose the ability to speak, I made up my mind.
"Promise me. No matter what the reason, Akatsuki, who transcends time using C204, has the obligation to see this world through to the end. You must, without fail, see it through to the end, damn it, until the end... This is a curse. Imbued with loneliness and regret, it's a curse that no matter what, cannot pursue me again.

Finally, I tried to burn his face into my memory, but I fell into darkness, unable to fulfill that wish.
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YKWTD

In a distant past, in a country called Yama, twins were born.

The elder brother possessed the wisdom to process metal, while the younger brother held the power to speak with gods.
This was the proof of inheriting the "blood" that led the clan.
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184億回のマルチトニック

What we should seek is a way to not disregard the "self" that we both tried to save.
A method to systematically erase each wrong past.
Aim for the best ending once again, like a skillful agent!
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果ての空、僕らが見た光。

Breaking the clock that runs backward,
Meeting again, embracing, I want to say.

Thank you.
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