"So, that kind of miracle—the one capable of regenerating severed limbs—is triggered through music?"
"Yes."
The location was still the same small cooking room that Lumine had rented temporarily.
At this moment, three girls were seated around a small table. Sitting to the left and right of the airheaded little sister were Amid and Barbara, facing one another across the table.
The two of them were discussing that overwhelming healing ability—one that even Amid herself could not achieve.
Indeed, the curse-dispelling power possessed by the Dea Saint was precisely the aspect Renjiro currently lacked the most.
However, even with Amid taking action, she was still unable to regenerate severed limbs.
At best, she could only reconnect a limb if it had been preserved.
It was precisely because of this limitation that, not long ago, when the captain of the Miach Familia—Miyal Hound, Naaza Erisuis—was gravely injured, she had no choice but to spend an enormous sum to forge a prosthetic arm after failing to recover the severed one.
It could only be said that Barbara and Amid each had their own areas of expertise.
Of course…
At the end of the day, if it weren't for the many differences between the power system of the continent of Teyvat and that of this world—differences so profound that even the all-knowing Rex Lapis would need time to study them—Renjiro wouldn't actually need to learn Amid's Dia Fratel.
It was much like Mona's hydromancy: if it could function in this world with the same script-in-hand efficiency, Renjiro wouldn't even need to analyze the prophetic dream skill of Cassandra Ilion.
All things considered, among the so-called Three Great BUG Abilities of DanMachi, the one that attracted Renjiro the most was undoubtedly the exclusive magic of that mischievous fox.
Maintaining one's current basic ability stats while forcibly increasing the level of one's Falna—for a full fifteen minutes.
Even Lv.7 could be raised to Lv.8, and Lv.8 to Lv.9…
Just imagine—if the Empress back then had been bonked once by Haruhime's hammer while fighting the One-Eyed Black Dragon… perhaps the Three Great Adventurer Quests would already be completed by now.
But alas, the world has no what ifs.
Moreover, what kind of BUG-level ability the One-Eyed Black Dragon actually possesses is still an unknown.
What if it could, like the gods themselves, forcibly seal all power granted by Falnas?
In that case, even smashing it with the Uchide no Kozuchi would likely be useless.
Ahem. That was a bit of a digression.
In short—
"Explaining it verbally isn't very intuitive. I'll just demonstrate it directly."
Barbara looked toward Lumine and, after obtaining her consent—well, strictly speaking, after indirectly and remotely obtaining Renjiro's (true body's) approval—she spoke those words.
Renjiro's reasoning was simple:
"Since the Dea Saint is willing to be this 'generous' and allow me to learn her exclusive magic, I may not be able to be quite so open-handed, but I certainly can't be too 'stingy' either."
"Consider it a gesture of returning goodwill."
And so, with Renjiro's approval secured… Barbara immediately consumed her magic power and summoned that seven-colored ring of water shaped like a musical staff.
The very next moment—
A distant yet ethereal chant arose, accompanied by a melody that did not belong to this world at all, slowly resounding through the air…
"S-So scary…"
A flustered white-haired rabbit boy was hiding at a street corner, his expression filled with terror.
Just moments ago, after having his applications rejected countless times over the past few days, he had encountered a god dressed in an excessively bizarre fashion.
That god was the first one who hadn't rejected his request to join a familia.
But—
"In my familia, every child has to dress as a cross-dresser, you know~"
"Ugh—"
The rabbit boy didn't hesitate for even a second. Dodging that flying kiss—which, in certain respects, was truly far too dangerous—he turned and ran.
He had genuinely been scared half to death.
Now, all he could think was—
"Orario is terrifying… I want to leave… I want to go home."
His resolve was slowly being worn down bit by bit.
Yet his longing for heroes clung stubbornly to his heart, like lotus fibers still connected despite being cut, barely sustaining his last shred of determination.
And it was at this moment—
A strange, unfamiliar melody reached the boy's ears.
And—
He wasn't the only one who heard it.
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At the same time, not far away—
"Artemis, today's a rare day off, you know~"
A slightly childish, complaining female voice whined coquettishly. "Why won't you let me go browse clothing stores?"
"Of course I won't let you."
Another, sterner female voice replied solemnly. "We finally managed to save a bit of money. If you keep spending recklessly, when will we ever be able to buy a proper place to live in Orario?"
"I don't want to keep living in a basement with you forever."
"What's so bad about living in a basement? Hephaestus helped us find that place, you know. There's even an abandoned church on top to shield us from the wind and rain—"
"Hm?"
"U-Uh, I got it, I got it~"
Two voices with completely different temperaments gradually drew closer.
The moment the melody entered her ears, the blue-haired goddess halted in her tracks.
"Artemis?"
Beside her, a petite—ahem, a goddess with an exceptionally generous bust and black twin ponytails tied low—Hestia tilted her head in confusion at her companion.
"Why are you—"
"It's Orion!"
Before the final syllable could even leave her lips, the Goddess of the Moon had already dashed toward the source of the sound, her face alight with joy.
Behind her—
"Hey—wait for me! Just dumping me like that, what kind of godly friend does that make you?!"
The baby-faced, black-haired goddess whose upper body bore an excessive burden stomped her foot angrily before hurrying after her.
"Huh?"
Barbara's song, meant to demonstrate the miracle effect for Amid, had unexpectedly been heard by a third party passing nearby.
"T-This is…"
A male god with light orange-red curly hair trembled all over.
Purely from excitement.
Beside him—
"Apollo-sama?"
The attendant accompanying him—Hyakinthos Clio, the current captain of the Apollo Familia, a Lv.3 adventurer known as Phoebus Apollo—looked at his revered patron god in confusion.
"Is something the matter?"
"Music… music I've never known before. This melody—ah~!"
Apollo was practically ecstatic. "This is AAAArt!"
"Ikuzo~!"
A slightly twisted (borderline perverted) expression spread across the god's face.
"Just who is it—whose child is capable of something this amazing?"
"I must meet them."