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In a world where whispers of magic dance amidst the mundane, a tale unfolds that will challenge the very fabric of reality. The Negative Point beckons, promising the fulfillment of every desire, yet hiding secrets darker than the shadows it casts.

Meet Ryoshi Taisaku, a young dreamer whose yearning for the extraordinary leads him on a perilous journey. In pursuit of the mythical Negative Point, where legend whispers of wishes spun into existence, Ryoshi discovers that destiny's threads are not spun of gold but of enigma and peril.

As Ryoshi ventures forth, the line between fantasy and reality blurs, and the true nature of magic reveals itself in ways he could never have imagined. But amidst the wonders, there lies a darkness, an unknown twist that threatens to unravel not only Ryoshi's journey but the very essence of his being.

In a world where wishes come with a price, and magic is a double-edged sword, Ryoshi's quest for the extraordinary becomes a dance with destiny itself. For at the Negative Point, where dreams and nightmares converge, only the bravest souls dare to tread, and the secrets they unearth may reshape the world forever.

Embark on a journey where every step is fraught with wonder and danger, where the limits of imagination are tested, and where the truest magic lies not in the granting of wishes, but in the journey itself. The Negative Point awaits, beckoning those who dare to dream beyond the confines of reality.

Negative Point

Fuyu's appearance disrupted Ryoshi's peaceful slumber, nudging him awake with a sense of urgency.

"Hey, Ryoshiiii," Fuyu whispered, rousing him from his sleep.

Ryoshi groggily responded, his voice laden with drowsiness. "Eeh, yea?"

With a gentle insistence, Fuyu urged him to rise, emphasizing the importance of the day ahead.

"Get up! Today's a big day," Fuyu insisted, nudging Ryoshi once more.

Grudgingly, Ryoshi acquiesced, reluctantly leaving the comfort of his bed to follow Fuyu outside. There, he found Toruri sprawled out on the grass, still lost in sleep, while Kuroshi leaned against a tree engrossed in a book.

Fuyu wasted no time in delivering the news. "I've gathered the three of you to happily tell you all that ya'll have been promoted to Mamoru by the decision of the great ones."

Ryoshi's initial reaction was one of resignation. "Good, great, bye," he muttered, eager to return to his rest.

But Fuyu had other plans. "Hold your horses! Today you guys start missions!"

Ryoshi's expression soured at the prospect. "Pleeeaaase don't tell me that we have a mission right now," he pleaded.

Fuyu reassured him that there were no immediate missions, but emphasized that they would soon be undertaking Purotekuta-level tasks, given their status as seasons Mamoru.

Toruri, ever eager for action, chimed in with enthusiasm. "So what do we do? Beat up a bunch of bad guys? I do that all the time!"

Fuyu confirmed Toruri's assumption, prompting Ryoshi to express his surprise at the revelation.

"I thought you would say something like, you guys save cats from trees until you're a higher rank," Ryoshi remarked, incredulous.

Fuyu's response was simple yet intriguing. "That's what the other Mamoru's do, but since you're seasons Mamoru, you get Purotekuta level stuff."

With their conversation concluded, Ryoshi retreated back indoors, Toruri returned to his slumber, and Kuroshi disappeared into the forest.

Observing their reactions, Fuyu couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. "Hm, Ryoshi does have it," he mused, perhaps recognizing potential in his young proteges.

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