"Chaldea… establishing a special organization devoted to protecting humanity?"
Koyanskaya repeated the words softly, then quickly laughed. For an instant, even the moonlight seemed to thin.
The human in front of her—one fated to destroy human reason—was saying he wanted to protect human reason… and he'd even thought up the organization's name.
What a grand ambition.
"Guardian of reason," she said at last, "this road is far harder than you think. Even if you win many people to your side, it will still be extremely difficult.
"Let's take ten thousand steps back. Even if I personally help you protect humanity's principles, the hardship will still exceed your imagination.
"After all… there are far more beings targeting this planet than just me."
In the end, Koyanskaya couldn't help but sigh.
She didn't care how the planet ended.
But she knew exactly how many monsters were staring at human reason—and at this planet itself. She couldn't know what kind of future awaited the path Izaya had chosen, but she could tell it would be brutal.
"Why are you so fixated on this guardian logic?" she asked, genuinely puzzled. "Wouldn't you rather do things a little… easier?"
At her confused words, Izaya let out a helpless sigh.
The woman before him still hadn't noticed the crucial "loophole."
He reached out, gently took her pale, delicate hand, and asked softly:
"Koyanskaya… you know how you were born, don't you?"
Then he asked the real question again.
"If humanity disappears… will you still exist?"
Koyanskaya looked slightly startled, but didn't speak.
A Beast of Pleasure was a special existence—an aggregate of resentment from inhuman beings persecuted and tortured by human civilization.
In other words, she was something that existed because of "human civilization."
If the foundation of "human reason" were completely destroyed—burned away by Goetia, for example, or overwritten by an alien god—then Koyanskaya, born from that foundation, would also cease to exist.
If there were no humans, then the so-called "evils of humanity" would naturally no longer exist.
Koyanskaya's goal was not to "completely destroy" humans, but to domesticate them—turn them into livestock, into shells that would nourish her.
Frankly speaking, her ultimate goal was fundamentally incompatible with Goetia's and the Alien God's.
Those two intended to completely destroy human reason and recreate it…
—and at that stage, the other Beasts would also vanish completely.
So—
"What I want to protect isn't humanity," Izaya said quietly. "It's you."
"…Huh?"
The pink-haired, aristocratic-looking woman—who had held the initiative until now—felt as if her mind went blank for a moment.
"I know your goal isn't to wipe humanity out completely," Izaya said with a smile. "And I know your hatred of humanity is… real.
"But you're different from the ones who truly want to destroy human reason. You just want revenge on humanity—you don't intend to erase them entirely, do you?
"Because in the end, destroying human reason means you disappear, too.
"I hope you can live on… That's an important reason I'm trying to protect human reason."
Facing the man's solemn expression and sincere gaze, Koyanskaya stood frozen for a long time.
Until now, she'd assumed Izaya wanted to protect human reason simply because he cared about "humanity."
But this answer was completely different from her original expectation.
It wasn't some lofty ideal. It wasn't "for mankind."
It was… for her.
For a Beast, for a reason to never vanish—for that reason to last forever.
Thump, thump…
Her heartbeat sped up without permission.
What was this…?
Why did such a strange human exist?
Why did she feel like—no matter what "destroy humanity" plans she had—so long as she stayed with this man, she'd be satisfied…?
How could she even think like that?!
If the Beast of Pleasure found out, she'd be laughed at forever in the future, wouldn't she?
No, no…
No, no, no!
If this continued, she might really be influenced by him!
No…
Worse—was she genuinely moved?
Her pulse kept accelerating. Just looking at the young man's immature face, the serious way he stared at her, made warm moisture well up uncontrollably…
—and her burning cheeks betrayed it.
She wanted to eat him…
She wanted to be closer…
Not just holding hands—she wanted to feel more of his warmth.
That violent emotion heated her intoxicated gaze further. She pressed her vivid red lips together.
She didn't know when it started, but she reached out and gently stroked the man's face.
Through the delicate softness of her fingertips, Izaya could clearly feel her trembling with her heartbeat.
Her breathing grew faster. Her cheeks and skin flushed with emotion, and her moist golden eyes seemed to hold a peach-colored love.
She slowly traced Izaya's features, hooked an arm around his neck, lowered her head, and breathed sweetly against his face.
Izaya cupped her face and gently kissed her sexy red lips. His breathing sped up, but her lips were soft and a little cool.
[Your answer shifts Koyanskaya's state of mind. Following only her desire, she wants to embrace you, get closer, and pour out these feelings…]
[You choose to respond without hesitation. Because for you, what you said wasn't a lie—your purpose in protecting human reason isn't simple; it's because you hope she can live safely.]
[But you didn't expect her to become this emotional. As a human, you can't manipulate a Beast at all. She can't wait to fully become one with you.]
[Your magical energy flows rapidly, and with her recovery, the indulgent process only ends after a full day and night.]
[Your magical energy recovers. It wasn't very effective—your waist aches for several hours—but you're young and vigorous, so your stamina returns quickly.]
[After warming up with Koyanskaya in bed again, you finally leave the tent.]
From then on, the two of you no longer spoke implicitly about "human reason." Because you knew she was a Beast—her hatred of humanity, and the meaning of her birth, all existed to "destroy" humanity. Her goal wouldn't change easily.
By the way—ever since the Beast of Pleasure knocked you out and carried you back to the temple, her attitude toward you had changed drastically.
Perhaps what Koyanskaya said back then had shaken her worldview—or perhaps her tone and manner had simply grown gentler when she spoke with you.
But as days passed, the power of light and darkness continued to grow.
You knew you didn't have much time left.
The battle of light and darkness would soon reach its end. One would become the "loser," doomed to be devoured.
Maybe… you really should think of a way.
A "win-win" way.
…
That night, at the edge of the sky, a flaming meteor silently fell from beyond the world and slammed into the temple door on the frozen earth.
Meteor fragments sprayed burning firelight, and within the distorted blaze, a noble, elegant figure slowly walked out of the flames.
Deep in the temple, the Beast of Pleasure sensed the movement and slowly opened her eyes.
Then she saw it—at the temple gate, a woman walking in step by step.
The click of high heels sounded crisp on the floor, but each step felt like it carried terrifying coercion.
The Beast of Pleasure narrowed her eyes, staring at the human-shaped figure. Her pupils were cold, unmoved.
"…The Alien God?"
…