"I-Izumi-sama…! What should we do now?"
Asia clung nervously to Izumi's sleeve as she stared at the sleeping girl sealed inside the ice coffin.
This was her very first encounter with a vampire, and her trembling shoulders made that very obvious.
Le Fay also turned her gaze toward Izumi, eyes serious.
A vampire appearing underneath Izumi's house was already bizarre enough—but how they should deal with her was an even bigger problem.
Izumi opened his mouth to respond—
—but before he could speak, a wave of piercing cold surged out from the ice coffin, flooding the chamber in an instant.
"Ugh…!"
Asia flinched, hugging her arms.
Le Fay also shuddered from the frost crawling across her skin.
Izumi alone remained unphased.
This level of cold barely counted as air conditioning to him.
His eyes, however, narrowed slightly.
So she's waking up…?
Either that, or she had already begun to stir the moment they broke into the underground ruins.
A sharp cracking sound echoed—
Crack…! Crack crack crack!
In mere seconds, the entire underground chamber was frozen solid.
Cold fog erupted upward like a blizzard vent, and the ice storm exploded outward, leaking through the cracks of the house.
Within only a few seconds—
—the temperature across all of Kuoh Town plummeted.
Outside, people walking home from work stared blankly as snow began drifting down from the evening sky.
"What the hell!? Snow? Now!?"
"Summer break is right around the corner!!"
Confused, frightened, and entirely done with the strangeness of this town, the civilians rushed home.
When weird things happen, you go home, close the door, and pretend nothing's going on—that was the unwritten rule.
Meanwhile, every devil in Kuoh Town instantly realized:
The source was Izumi's house.
Rias, Sona, Serafall, and even Maou Sirzechs all moved at once, hurrying toward Izumi's home.
Only the angels and fallen angels remained passive—they knew better than to meddle in devil territory unless they wanted political headaches.
Inside the frozen chamber—
The girl inside the ice coffin slowly opened her eyes.
Her crimson pupils glowed with a feral, violent light.
Izumi's expression tightened.
So it's not the airheaded Cyrora-type personality…
It's the original.
The Primordial.
The girl stepped out of the shattered ice with silent grace.
Though her body looked like that of a small, delicate Japanese middle-schooler, the pressure she emitted was anything but childish.
Her gaze swept over the three humans standing before her.
"Three humans…?"
Her cold voice echoed.
"Perfect. You shall become my nourishment."
She bared her small but razor-sharp fangs.
Izumi's brain unhelpfully supplied a meme:
Tiger Fangs Miss Ding!
"…No, wait, what the hell am I thinking?"
He slapped his cheeks and shook off the intrusive stupidity before meeting her gaze again.
"Primordial, huh?"
"Tsk. You're pretty confident. I thought Cyrora—Avrora—would wake first."
The girl paused.
Her eyes widened slightly.
"You… know who I am?
Impossible. Has my name survived across these long centuries?"
Izumi smirked.
"You're the Fourth Primogenitor, aren't you? What's there to be surprised about?"
Le Fay choked.
"E-Eh!? The Fourth Primogenitor!?
The one created by the Three Primogenitors, with twelve Familiars…
That Fourth Primogenitor!?"
"And she's a loli!?"
The shock in her voice echoed loudly in the frozen space.
A vein bulged on the Primordial's forehead.
"Silence.
Lowly human.
This is merely a vessel. Only the weak concern themselves with appearances."
Le Fay muttered under her breath:
Then why are you getting mad…?
Truly, her dignity was melting faster than the ice around them.
Even Izumi couldn't help thinking Le Fay had a point.
He added casually:
"For the record, the Third Primogenitor is also a loli."
"And she has green hair."
"The Second is more of a mature oneesan type."
"In other words—half of the Primogenitors are lolis."
Le Fay's eyes sparkled.
"Eeeeeh!? Really, Izumi-sama!?"
"You've met the Third Primogenitor!?"
"She's never appeared before humans! Ever!"
"And the Second is really an onee-sama type!?"
"So out of the Four Primogenitors, three are girls!?"
"That's amazing!"
"It is amazing, isn't it?"
Izumi nodded sagely.
"It's like the Underworld—'Four Maou,' yet there are five of them."
"They don't play by any rules. I've been wanting to complain about that for ages."
The two of them began chatting excitedly—
—while completely ignoring the existence of the furious Primordial.
Asia tugged on Izumi's sleeve, terrified.
"U-Um… Izumi-sama… maybe you shouldn't tease her so much…"
Too late.
"How long—how LONG do you intend to mock me!?"
Her killing intent spiked, and a circle of power surged behind her.
A massive Familiar materialized—
a creature forged from ice, beauty, and savagery…
the twelfth Familiar:
Yōki no Sōhyou — The Frost Siren.
Its arrival intensified the cold so dramatically that both Asia and Le Fay sneezed.