Prologue 1-1: Rachelle

Love was grand. That was what Rachelle, angel of love and passion, thought every day.

Love was grand. People were able to overcome all sorts of difficulties in the name of love.

Love was grand. Even the most harmless person could become a valiant warrior in the name of love.

And, most importantly...

Passionate love can fill my stomach...

Grrrowl...

“...Hmph!”

Rachelle elbowed her growling stomach in an attempt to shut it up.

Grrrowl...

But it didn’t comply.

“I’m hungry...” she whined, finally giving up.

The concept of hunger was different for angels than it was for humans. Angels couldn’t eat human food to satiate their appetites. Instead, they absorbed an invisible power called spiritual energy to sustain themselves. The exact type of spiritual energy an angel absorbed depended on the individual. As the angel of love and passion, Rachelle found her nourishment in the energy produced by humans who were passionately in love.

“I’m so low on energy, but I still have to do my duty... It’s tough being a low-ranking angel... Argh! If only I had the energy levels of an archangel, I’d have so much more power!”

Grrrowl...

Rachelle’s vehement complaining used up even more of her already-dwindling stamina, and her stomach added a complaint of its own.

“Harrumph!”

Dizzy with hunger, Rachelle’s wings faltered for a moment, nearly causing her to fall.

“Whoops...”

It was a close call, but she managed to regain her balance and stay steady. She continued to fly onward, now looking up at the sky as she pressed a hand to her rumbling tummy. Maybe she had reached her limit.

The reason for her hunger was, of course, her lack of angelic nourishment—spiritual energy. When angels failed to absorb their particular flavor of spiritual energy, they would cease to exist. In other words, Rachelle was on the brink of starving to death.

“I... I have... to hurry... and get there...”

The place Rachelle was trying to reach in spite of her dizzying hunger pains was an enormous source of love energy. The area Rachelle was in charge of was so far away from it that she’d only belatedly realized how powerful a source of love energy it really was. It was the most potent thing she’d ever seen. It would be enough not only to fill her ravenous stomach, but even increase her powers of love and passion by tenfold, with change to spare. And in order to reach this holy land of love energy, Rachelle was prepared to cross the ocean—or die trying. The energy source was located in the countryside of a nation that the humans called Japan.

“There... it is...”

Her head spinning, Rachelle finally arrived at the massive outlet of love energy. More specifically, it was a convergence point for said energy: a certain boy. However...

“Hahh...”

Perhaps it was due to the relief of arriving at her destination, or perhaps she had simply pushed herself past her limits. The strength left Rachelle’s body, and she spiraled downwards towards the spiky-haired boy walking below.