♠ → [ Twenty Two ]

[antiakuma]

It was so unseasonally hot and now it's snowing. Still, it's a little more suited to this time of year in most cases, I guess.

Snow always seems to make me nostalgic, but I don't think it's making me feel as melancholy as I did last time it snowed here.

It's belated, I know, but thank you to everyone who helped in some way regarding this issue.

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[caged_song]

T-Thank you for your hard work...

[antiakuma]

It's nothing, really. It's what we're called to do, you could say.

I'm glad to see you're safe, miss.

[caged_song]

A job...?

I-I'm glad you were safe too...it looked really dangerous...t-the butterflies hurt a lot of people too...

[antiakuma]

Sort of. We're Exorcists, apostles of God.

Unfortunately, it was more dangerous for everyone else than us by the time we knew what was going on. I wish I'd known sooner, I may have been able to do more.

[caged_song]

A-Apostles...of God...?

At least it's over now...

[antiakuma]

Yeah... In my world certain people are compatible with a substance called Innocence; it gives abilities and weapons to those chosen to help protect people from our enemies... Some of which are here, unfortunately. They were the ones the butterflies belonged to.

It's a relief for now, yes. I hope it stays this way a while longer.