. . . "Zenji-kun." My head felt like a rock that was being crushed into dust. Despite how uncomfortable I was feeling, a soothing warmth that was spreading throughout my body kept me comfortable. Not only that, but I could hear someone's voice calling to me. I almost felt like I was dead, and that heaven was calling to me. But my thoughts were suddenly restarted and I remembered that I had been fighting alongside devils, so I doubted that God would even touch me with a 50 foot pole, let alone send an angel to bring me up there. The voice though, " . . . erh. Erh, A-A . . . A-aka-ne?" Five. "Why?"