Erase our memories?!
Itsuki—who had just been basking in the sweet dream of "an angel come to grant wishes"—froze mid-smile, terror spreading across her face.
The other sisters snapped back to reality as well, their complexions blanching in an instant.
"W-wait!"
Ichika was the first to recover, shouting in a rush, her voice cracking with urgency.
"No! Please don't erase our memories!"
Nino screamed too—she had no intention of forgetting something this miraculous, even if it was a little scary.
Miku clenched the hem of her shirt tight. She was afraid, but shook her head hard in refusal.
Yotsuba even took two quick steps forward, hands clasped, eyes brimming with tears.
"Angel-nee, please! We promise we won't tell anyone—just don't erase our memories!"
"Y-yeah, yeah! We swear! Absolute secrecy!"
Itsuki chimed in at once, nodding like a pecking chick.
What a joke!
Seeing a real, living angel with their own eyes—a once-in-a-millennium miracle that would upend their worldview—how could they let it be wiped away so easily? Even if it meant trouble, they would never give up a memory this one-of-a-kind.
The quintuplets reacted fiercely, pleading in unison, instantly turning the solemn, sacred atmosphere in the living room into something a little chaotic—and a little comical.
Zelel clearly hadn't expected humans to be this intense—or this united. Looking at the five nearly identical, beautiful faces, all stamped with fear and entreaty, a rare flicker of hesitation and bewilderment appeared in her glacier-cool blue eyes.
She upheld rules—but she wasn't heartless.
Faced with such direct and forceful resistance, carrying out a forcible wipe right now… did feel a bit inhumane.
Besides, the main cause of the descent error was the interference from that mysterious barrier. It wasn't these human girls' fault.
The golden-haired angel frowned slightly, falling into brief silence. The laws of heaven and the pleas of the human world tugged against each other in her heart.
The air in the room grew taut and delicate, as if it had solidified. The Nakanos' hearts were in their throats. Five near-identical pairs of eyes stared at the golden angel deep in thought—afraid, imploring, and stubborn all at once. They pressed together, as if closeness could summon enough strength to resist the fate of having their precious memories erased.
On Zelel's flawless face, her brows remained faintly drawn. The heavenly code, like the most precise measuring rule, clearly indicated what she should do—erase these ordinary humans' memories, maintain the order between realms, and minimize the impact of this accidental descent. It was the most compliant and "correct" course of action.
And yet, looking at the five vibrant human girls before her—their reverence for a miracle, their fierce refusal to forget—little ripples bumped against her behavioral code. They had done nothing wrong—just unlucky victims of her descent error. To strip away their experience outright did feel… cold.
More importantly, that powerful barrier shrouding the area—the source and nature of it gave her a faint, uneasy feeling. Under such unknown influence, would using angelic power by force trigger unpredictable chain reactions?
Calculations flashed through her efficient mind. In the end, rational risk-assessment edged out absolute obedience to the rules.
She exhaled softly—her breath seeming to carry motes of holy light—then lifted her gaze. The blue of her eyes settled back on the tightly wound sisters. When she spoke, her voice was cool and commanding as ever, but the formulaic chill had eased.
"Given that this descent's error was not primarily your fault, and… in consideration of your strong personal wishes—"
She paused, choosing her wording.
"I will not erase your memories for the time being."
"Thank goodness!!!"
Itsuki cheered first, almost jumping—saved only by Ichika grabbing her arm. The others let out breaths of relief, faces brightening with post-crisis joy.
"But…"
Zelel's tone turned stern again as her gaze swept over each face.
"My identity—and everything you've witnessed—must remain strictly confidential. You are not to reveal even a fraction of this to anyone not directly involved. This is the bottom line. If you violate it, I will be forced to take necessary measures."
The warning in her eyes made the five instantly sober up.
"We promise," Ichika, as the eldest, pledged on behalf of her sisters at once.
"We swear we won't tell anyone we saw you, Angel-nee. Otherwise… otherwise may we fail every single exam forever!"
For them, that curse was about as "vicious" as it gets.
Nino, Miku, Yotsuba, and Itsuki all nodded vigorously, vowing to keep their lips sealed.
Satisfied by their sincerity, Zelel gave a small nod—agreement, for now. The strained atmosphere finally began to ease.
Once they were sure their memories were safe, curiosity—like a flood released from a broken dam—surged through the hearts of the Nakano quintuplets.
…
"Um… Angel-nee…" Yotsuba edged closer, wide eyes blinking as she sneaked a look at the wings on Zelel's back. They were folded away, but their outlines were still clear.
"Are you… really an angel? From heaven?"
"So angels really do exist in this world… That's unbelievable…" Miku whispered, her worldview reeling at Zelel's inhuman perfection and sacred aura.
Nino kept her mouth shut, but her gaze was full of probing wonder. Itsuki's eyes, meanwhile, were shining as if she were staring at a living fairytale.
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