Raphiel adjusted her halo. “What do you want, pest?”

“Oh,” whispered Raphiel, blushing.

Kaito, caught in the middle, accidentally did both – healing Yuki’s sick cat with a touch and then whispering, “You look cuter when you’re worried.” She fainted.

And every Friday night, they still hold a Sakusei Battle – but now the prize is who gets to pick the takeout.

He grabbed Raphiel’s hand and Lilim’s hand at the same time. His mismatched wings flared, and for one second – both holy light and hellfire merged into something new .

The rule they’d forgotten: If the canvas chooses both creators equally, the battle ends in mutual victory… and mutual marriage. “Nuki doki” – the ancient phrase for “the moment of removal” – arrived. They had to remove the sacred seal and the infernal brand from Kaito’s soul. But doing so required a synchronized ritual .

The scene fades to black with a single line from Kaito: