So this is the mortal world…
Wearing her invisibility cloak, Anya walked slowly down the street. It was Saturday—groups of teenagers laughed and chatted as they passed by.
“Hmm… so this is one of the destinations where the happiness we deliver ends up,” she murmured thoughtfully.
What should I do? What can I even do…? I don’t know anything.
What time was it? If she were still in Heaven, she would have already finished receiving the morning holy light and started delivering blessings.
She tapped her head lightly.
I’m free now. I don’t have to think about that work anymore.
But suddenly having nothing to do left her feeling strangely empty.
Even after running away to the mortal world, I’m still thinking about making others happy… No wonder I’ve got none left for myself.
Think about yourself for once, Anya.
…And just like that, she felt hungry.
According to the booklet the ferryman had given her, this country used something called “yen” as currency. Without it, she couldn’t buy anything.
…And besides, she didn’t want to tell anyone she was a blessing angel.
Angels are the worst.
She frowned, then realized—
She was invisible.
No one could see her.
Just like in the dorm last night—if even angels couldn’t see her, then these mortals with zero magic definitely couldn’t.
“Anything you hold will also turn invisible—but only what you can carry. You can’t make other people invisible by holding them.” Ivak’s words echoed in her mind.
So that meant…
I could… steal some food?
Her gaze landed on a nearby fastfood.
No, no, I’m an angel who delivers happiness. I can’t do something like that—
Oh, shut up. Who’s an angel? I’m a bad kid now.
She stepped inside.
Heh. No one notices me.
She looked around—everyone was busy with their own things.
The food looked like fried poultry and flour-based items, along with drinks she couldn’t identify.
She quickly looked away from a child happily biting into a drumstick and turned toward the counter.
Behind it stood two girls—a cute one with a bob haircut wearing a cap, and another with long hair.
“Two chicken burgers ready—!” Lirina called out toward the back.
A cook’s voice answered from behind the food counter.
Anya stared at Lirina for a moment.
…Huh? Why does she feel… strange?
She tried to focus—
—but a wave of hunger shattered her concentration.
Lirina suddenly thought she saw a white-haired girl in a strange black robe appear for a split second.
“Welcome—”
Gone.
The other worker looked at her strangely. “Haneda, what’s wrong? There’s no new customer.”
Lirina scratched her head awkwardly. “Ah—sorry, sorry…”
Meanwhile, Anya wiped cold sweat from her forehead.
My magic is running low from hunger… the cloak almost failed.
If these people had even the slightest magic, she would’ve been exposed.
I need food. Now.
Just then, the cook placed two wrapped burgers on the counter.
Lirina turned to grab them—
Anya leapt onto the counter and reached out!
SNATCH!
Two burgers—gone.
Lirina stared at the empty air in her hands.
“The burgers… disappeared?” she murmured, touching the back of her hand where she felt something brush against her.
“Haneda, what are you doing?” the other worker asked—then froze.
“…Where did they go?”
“I—I don’t know… they were just here, and then… it’s like someone took them…”
Even the cook frowned. “I just saw you take them…”
Outside—
“These mortals really know how to cook… this is delicious…” Anya devoured the burgers, though her brows were tightly furrowed.
That girl… she’s a demon.
Any demon in the mortal world can’t be up to anything good.
Even if she wasn’t an active angel anymore—
I can’t just ignore it.
She bit into the stolen burger, determination filling her.
Then my first task in the mortal world is clear.
I’ll take over the job of an exorcist angel and defeat that demon.
Yes!
…Her throat felt dry.
That shop over there smells sweet…
“…What a terrible day…”
Lirina sighed as she opened her front door.
She kicked off her shoes and collapsed onto the sofa face-first.
This morning, she hit her head. Then she burned breakfast. Almost tripped on the way to work. Something weird happened during her shift. And on the way back, she missed her stop on the bus.
“Ugh…”
She sat up and rubbed her eyes.
Weekends were lonely. That’s why she took a part-time job—not because she needed money, but just to avoid being alone.
And now, her pay had even been docked for two “missing” burgers.
…At least the staff meal was good.
Guess it was time to make dinner.
So this is the demon’s base.
Anya removed her cloak’s invisibility and finished the last sip of her milk tea before reluctantly tossing the cup into a trash bin.
Damn… that was so good. I should’ve—no, no, I mean taken more…
Focus! It’s exorcism time!
…But how to get in?
Knock?
What if she senses me and ambushes me when the door opens…?
Then—
I’ll force my way in!
She raised her fist and stared at the sturdy wooden door.
…That would definitely hurt.
Ah! I’ve got it.
She put her cloak back on.
Knock, go invisible, slip in when she opens the door, then attack!
She clapped her hands.
Perfect plan!
“Knock, knock.”
“Hmm?”
Lirina paused mid-chopping.
Could it be a classmate visiting?
She hurried to the door and opened it—
Nothing.
“…Huh?”
She scratched her head.
Behind her, Anya slipped inside.
As Lirina turned to close the door—
“Strange…”
“Demon! Prepare to answer for your sins!”
“Eh?!”
Lirina spun around—and saw Anya, now visible, standing there.
Anya raised her hand, magic gathering.
“Take this! Angel’s Light Fist!”
…Wait.
No sleep… maintaining the cloak all day… using attack magic now—
Not enough magic.
A wave of dizziness hit her.
She lost balance—
—and instinctively grabbed forward.
THUD!
“Aah!”
A soft, startled cry.
Anya blinked.
Before her—
Lirina’s collar had been tugged loose, slipping down to reveal one shoulder… a white bra… and a dangerously full chest.
“D-Don’t look…” Lirina hurriedly covered herself, pulling her clothes back up.
I fell… and grabbed her clothes? That’s embarrassing…
And why was I staring?!
Focus! Exorcism!
But as she looked down—
She caught a glimpse beneath Lirina’s skirt—
“Wah—d-don’t look!” Lirina cried, covering herself again.
Anya frowned.
What is going on…?
She tried to stand—pain shot through her ankle.
Did I sprain it?! Not now!
Gritting her teeth, she forced herself up.
Meanwhile, Lirina sat by the door, teary-eyed and trembling, trying to cover both top and bottom.
She looked utterly pitiful.
No—this must be a demon’s trick! Trying to confuse me!
Taking a deep breath, Anya shouted:
“Prepare yourself, demon!”
Lirina, still overwhelmed, looked up at her.
White hair. Blue-gold eyes.
She’s… so pretty…
“Um… I…”
“I am the angel here to defeat you! That last attack was a mistake—but you can’t escape now!”
Lirina felt wronged.
She’s so pretty… but so annoying! She won’t even let me talk!
Wait—
An angel… here to defeat me?!
Isn’t this… really dangerous?!
“P-Please…” she managed to say.
“Hmph! Whether you want it or not doesn’t matter! Why are you in the mortal world? What’s your scheme?! Speak!”
Anya wiped sweat from her brow.
Why does she look so pitiful…? Am I the bad one here?!
“I—I don’t… I don’t know… I’m not…” Lirina stammered, completely flustered.
“Can’t you even speak properly?!” Anya snapped.
That was the last straw.
Being barged into, knocked over, exposed, and interrogated—
All her pent-up embarrassment and frustration exploded.
“You could at least… LET ME TALK!!”
She shouted—and then curled up, crying.
“I—?!” Anya froze.
The demon… was crying.