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"I like you too, Sonoko."

Kitagawa Taki never expected Sonoko to confess her feelings, so he definitely couldn't refuse.

“Then we…” Sonoko’s joy was palpable, but she was interrupted by Kitagawa Taki just as she was about to say that they were officially dating.

Kitagawa Taki stepped on the brakes and parked the car next to Sonoko's house.

"Don't speak."

Kitagawa Taki kissed her directly. Once is never enough, twice is enough. With the experience from last time, Sonoko quickly got into the mood under Kitagawa Taki's guidance.

As they kissed, Kitagawa Taki's hand moved beyond his control, gradually reaching up to grasp that delicate hand.

Sonoko stiffened, but did not stop her.

Only when those seemingly magical large hands slowly moved down did Sonoko push Kitagawa Taki away.

Sonoko, her face flushed, straightened her disheveled clothes.

"Taki, how come you seem so...so skilled?"

Kitagawa Taki choked, "Cough cough...maybe it's because I've seen a lot of things."

"Taki, I feel like you've changed a lot."

"It's changed?"

"He's gone bad..."

Kitagawa Taki laughed heartily, "So, do you like it?"

He also felt that he had become a bit too unrestrained since Akemi Miyano.

Sonoko didn't answer, and hurriedly got out of the car to say goodbye to Kitagawa Taki.

As Kitagawa Taki's car drove away, Sonoko felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but something still felt off.

Chapter 56 Ekota, Forest, Witch

Chuo Ward, Tokyo.

After taking Sonoko home, Kitagawa Taki didn't go straight back, but instead went to the address given to him by Tomizawa Taichi.

Chuo Ward is a well-known affluent area in Tokyo, and Ginza is its landmark.

"This old man is quite wealthy!"

Kitagawa Taki looked at the luxury apartment building in front of him.

He entered the old man's house with ease.

There was no one inside, but the luxuriousness of the owner could be seen from the decor.

The apartment is over 200 square meters and has three large bedrooms, two of which are regular rooms, and only the last one is locked.

Kitagawa Taki violently broke the door lock and pushed it open. The environment inside was completely different from the modern decoration outside.

The room was decorated in an antique style. One wall was covered with swords and bows and arrows, another wall was covered with various talismans, and several staffs stood on the floor.

After taking a few glances, Kitagawa Taki couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, because these things had no spiritual power, which meant that the old man was very likely another fraudster.

After a thorough inspection, Kitagawa Taki discovered a modern gadget in the room: a safe hidden behind a decorative painting.

He decided to sit in the room and wait for the old man to return.

……

Around 9 PM.

Masaki Yamamoto strolled leisurely to his front door, and just as he was about to take out his keys to open it, he discovered that the lock had been broken and the door was ajar.

He instantly sobered up halfway, thinking his house had been burgled, and hurriedly rushed into the room where Kitagawa Taki was.

Hearing the sound, Kitagawa Taki turned on the light and found that a bald, middle-aged, fat man had entered. He was wearing a suit and glasses, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body.

"Who are you?" Masaki Yamamoto pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Taki Kitagawa, demanding loudly.

"Soldier"

Kitagawa Taki formed a Vajra Wheel Seal, using his spiritual power to control the gun in Yamamoto Masaki's hand.

Caught off guard, Masaki Yamamoto's pistol slipped from his hand, spun in the air, and landed steadily in Taki Kitagawa's hand.

"You...you're not an ordinary person!"

Masaki Yamamoto was terrified and collapsed to the ground.

"Oh? It seems you do know a thing or two." Kitagawa Taki walked up to Yamamoto Masaki, gun in hand.

"My lord...please spare me!" Yamamoto Masaki was on the verge of tears.

He came from a family of Onmyoji (yin-yang masters). His grandfather was a famous Onmyoji at the time and possessed magical powers, which he had witnessed. He also had some knowledge of the hand seals of the Nine Syllable Mantra. However, the ability to control objects was something he had never heard of or seen before.

"I didn't say I was going to do anything to you, why are you so scared?" Kitagawa Taki was speechless.

"Where did you get those antiques that are imbued with evil spirits?"

Masaki Yamamoto's heart sank; so it really was for those things.

“Those things were all left to me by my grandfather, and I’ve sold them all now,” Masaki Yamamoto confessed in detail.

It turns out that he made his name as an Onmyoji by relying on those antiques, but it wasn't a good name, and it only circulated in secret, since it was a harmful thing.

"Grandfather? Is your grandfather dead?" Although he didn't have much hope, Kitagawa Taki still asked.

“Dead, long ago,” Yamamoto Masaki replied.

“Go open that safe.” Kitagawa Taki pointed to the painting on the wall.

Masaki Yamamoto obediently complied and opened the safe. Inside, there were two layers. On top, there was a gun, several magazines, and a few bankbooks. Below was an antique wooden box.

The box has spiritual energy flowing around it, so it can be considered a magical artifact.

Kitagawa Taki first put the gun and magazine into his bracelet, then took out the box, opened it, and found that there was nothing inside.

"This is the box that held those antiques," Masaki Yamamoto explained, noticing that Taki Kitagawa was very interested in the wooden box.

Kitagawa Taki glanced at Yamamoto Masaki. No wonder this guy, as an ordinary person, wasn't devoured by the evil spirit; it turned out he had a magical artifact stored within him.

Kitagawa Taki put the wooden box into his bracelet and asked, "Are there any other similar items?"

"That's all, just this one." Yamamoto Masaki's heart bled as he saw Kitagawa Taki take the wooden box away. It was a family heirloom left by his grandfather, and the box itself was worth a fortune.

"One last question: Have you ever met any other people with magical powers?"

"Yes, yes, no, I haven't seen her, but my grandfather told me about a witch in the forest of Ekoda."

Upon hearing that it was the last question, Masaki Yamamoto became so nervous that he became somewhat incoherent.

"Ekoda, forest, witch? What's her name? What's her exact location?"

Kitagawa Taki's expression was somewhat strange. Having been in Japan for so long, this was the first time he had ever heard of witches. There were plenty of Onmyoji, exorcists, and shrine maidens, though.

"N-I don't know," Masaki Yamamoto stammered.

Kitagawa Taki was somewhat helpless. How could he find it without knowing the name and the exact location? He could only go to Ekoda when he had time to take a look.

Kitagawa Taki glanced at Yamamoto Masaki one last time. Although he seemed quite obedient, Kitagawa Taki still snapped his neck just to be on the safe side.

Anyway, this guy has harmed a lot of people with his evil spirits, so Kitagawa Taki felt no guilt whatsoever for killing him.

……

Ekota.

Deep in the forest.

The castle's basement.

Rows of candles illuminated the dark basement.

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, tell me who the fairest woman in the world is?"

A girl wearing a black dress and with long, straight, crimson hair stood in front of a huge mirror.

"Of course it's Miss Akako! All the men in the world are captives of Miss Akako!" The mirror actually spoke.

"Hahaha~"

Upon hearing this, Koizumi Akako couldn't help but let out a mesmerizing laugh.

“There’s one exception,” the mirror added.

Koizumi Akako's expression instantly turned cold, and she smashed the mirror with the comb in her hand.

Who is that person?

"it's him."

The image of a young man appeared on the magic mirror; it was Kitagawa Taki.

"Who is this?"

"do not know."

Koizumi Akako almost couldn't resist smashing the magic mirror to pieces.

At the same time, a big question mark rose in her mind.

Born into a family of magicians, she is the rightful heir to the Red Magic and is confident that she can capture the hearts of all the men in the world with her beauty and magic.

This man was able to keep the magic mirror from knowing his identity, which meant that her magic had failed.

"Butler, butler!"

An elderly woman with a hunched back and somewhat ugly face walked over. "Miss Hongzi, what can I do for you?"

Koizumi Akako said, "Go check the identity information of this man."

"Yes, Miss Akako." The butler memorized Kitagawa Taki's appearance, then turned and left the basement.

"I'd like to see who you really are? How could you possibly disable my magic?"

Koizumi Akako stared intently at Kitagawa Taki in the magic mirror.