"Have you calmed down now?" I asked, as her breathing had stabilized.

She stood with arms crossed, her pale pink eyes fixed on the distant city.

She gave a slight nod and murmured,

"Taranis, I don’t like this place. Let’s return to Vyoman."

"Is that the only reason?" I asked, standing beside her.

"Y-yes, what other reason could I—"

"What did you see in the prophecy?" I asked, cutting her off mid-sentence.

I remembered from her memories that she had the ability to see prophecies. I did not know how it worked or what triggered it, but I could assume from her behavior that it was connected to me and Earth.

Ume pursed her lips, her irises trembling as she recalled the vision.

Taking a deep breath, she regained her composure, formed a faint smile, and murmured,

"You do not need to worry about it. It’s nothing serious."

I looked into her eyes for a few seconds, clearly knowing that she was lying and trying to hide something.

Moving my hand behind her, I pulled her closer and embraced her. "It’s alright if you can’t say it. Just remember, whatever you saw, we will face it together."

A gentle breeze passed through us, swaying our hair. She rested her head on my chest and closed her eyes.

"S-sister Ume!" Nymeria’s shocked voice rang out from behind.

"Oh, Nymeria was here as we—"

Before I could even turn around, a heavy kick landed across my face, spinning me in a full circle before I fell face-first onto the ground.

"How dare you touch my sister!" Nymeria shouted.

"Sister Ume, what were you thinking, hugging a random person?"

"Sis Nym, that’s not a random person. He is Taranis," Ume exclaimed, turning my body to reveal my face.

---

"You sure didn’t hold back with that kick. If I were a normal person, I would have already kicked the bucket," I hissed, my hand resting on my swollen cheek.

We sat on the zenith of the himm, Ume and Nymeria on either side of me.

Coincidentally, the two had been teleported only a few hundred meters apart. Nymeria had sensed Ume’s presence and followed it here, where she found her hugging me.

"I’m really sorry," Nymeria murmured, tugging at her ears. "Your height, body structure, and even your Soulforce signature are different, so I couldn’t recognize you. I thought you were a stranger."

"Sis Nym! How could you even assume that I would embrace a random person?" Ume muttered, her furrowed brows showing clear offense.

"I was just too angry to think clearly," Nymeria said softly, her eyes dropping. "Forgive me, Sister Ume."

"Now that we are all together, should we first check where we are exactly?" I proposed, rising to my feet.

From the unique shapes of the buildings and the foreign advertisements playing on the massive screens, I could tell that we were not in India.

"Taranis, bring us something proper to wear first," Ume said, drawing her legs closer to herself. She and Nymeria were still wearing the same night suits from before the teleportation. Even though the clothes had been duplicated, the fabric now seemed fragile. "I don’t want people to see us like this."

"Alright, I will buy you clothes from the city. Wear these for the time being," I said, handing them their silken robes from my inventory.

Yes, they were using me as their wardrobe, even though they both had storage rings. In their defense, their rings were already filled with clothes and Soul Stones.

The area was somewhat isolated, but there were still a few people around, strolling and enjoying the view.

Nymeria cast a small opaque ice barrier to provide privacy while they changed clothes. Of course, they kicked poor me out.

"Tch, what’s there left to hide?" I muttered, standing outside with my arms crossed.

From my pocket, I pulled out my phone and checked the current location.

"Ha-haha, so I’m really not in India?" I stuttered, dumbfounded.

The location read: Twin Peaks, San Francisco.

---

"Excuse me, you’re completely my type. Can I get your number?" A young man with blonde hair appeared beside Ume, wearing the kind of smile that suggested he found himself charming.

Before Ume could respond, Nymeria fixed him with a cold stare and muttered,

"Piss off. She’s off limits."

He froze completely, like someone who had reached for warmth and touched ice instead.

"What is this improper, undignified place?" Nymeria muttered, turning away from him. "We have been here for ten minutes, and that was the sixteenth person."

"Ha-haha... please just ignore them," I said, laughing in a way that convinced no one.

I couldn’t blame the men for approaching. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Nymeria’s skin was milk-pale, almost luminous under the street lamps, with a complexion that made people stop mid-step and stare. Ume was no easier to ignore, her pink hair catching the light and swaying with every step as though it moved to its own quiet rhythm. The long silk robes they wore, white and red respectively, did nothing to help. If anything, they only encouraged men to go from staring to actually approaching.

It was a good thing I had told them to suppress their divine Soulforce, which made their bodies and hair shimmer with an ethereal glow. Ume had also concealed her beastly traits using illusion magic.

"T-Taranis?" Ume murmured, tugging at my sleeve.

Once she had my attention, she continued, "Wh-why are most people walking around half-naked? Does your world not have the concept of shame?"

She was referring to the women wearing short skirts, one-pieces, and clothes with deep necklines.

"They are wearing clothes, Ume," I replied, holding back my laughter at her adorably flustered expression. "These are common here."

"What a strange world..." Nymeria murmured. "It must be nice for you, since you are a pervert."

’Th-this little hamster,’ I muttered inwardly. ’Let me show you what true perversion really is.’

"Ladies, would you like to do some shopping?" I said, pointing toward a shop named Good Vibrations.