To become a king and a magician

The unpredictable nuclear bomb that was under surveillance suddenly disappeared, and the old guys in the association were practically scared to death. The church seemed to be in a similar situation, only a little better off than the association.

"Honestly, I should have gone to Tokyo with you..."

"Zheng—!"

Just as Rin Tohsaka was filled with regret, it was as if a flashbang had exploded, and an incredibly dazzling light suddenly burst forth before her eyes. Several ring-shaped, shimmering magic circles instantly formed in front of her.

Before she could even express her surprise at this sudden turn of events, Rin Tohsaka was filled with even greater astonishment upon seeing the magic circle.

"This, this magic formula is..."

Oh my, I sense a familiar presence in the ruby!

Suddenly, the ruby ​​that Gray had returned to Rin Tohsaka floated out from under her skirt.

Isn't this just the old man's magic trick?

"The head chef's?! Then this is what the head chef wanted—"

[That shouldn't be the case. If it were just limited to moving within the same world, such a large-scale operation wouldn't be necessary. Besides, the fact that my reaction was exactly the same suggests that the actual situation is—]

Ruby didn't finish her sentence, because the meaning was already self-evident.

The next moment, in Rin Tohsaka's eyes, a woman with bright red hair carrying an antique suitcase appeared from the magic circle.

107. A storm is brewing.

Time flew by and it was evening.

Because of Natsukawa Tora, Ayaka Sajou, who usually spends her Friday afternoons studying magic at home, spent the entire afternoon in the alley this time.

The bullet, formed from a crow's feather, pierced the body of the last spirit. Watching the spirit dissipate, Ayaka Sajou couldn't help but feel her legs go weak.

He stepped forward to help her up and said with a smile, "You've worked hard. That was probably the last one around here."

"Is that so..."

With her breathing becoming slightly rapid, Ayaka Sajou leaned gently against Torato Natsukawa's chest. Having spent the entire afternoon using magic, she felt incredibly empty inside. Although she wasn't completely unable to move a single finger, she didn't have much strength left to move on her own.

Seeing her like this, Xia Chuanhu bent down, wrapped his arms around her legs, and picked her up in his arms.

This wasn't the first time; it happened the same way when she came to school this morning. But the sudden close contact still made Ayaka Sajou blush instantly and become shy: "What are you doing?"

"You look a little tired. Shall I take you back, or do you want to walk back? Your legs are so weak you can barely stand?"

"Hmm... then you should tell me first... and I just need to rest for a bit."

"Then just consider it me meddling in other people's business. Hold on tight."

"Huh? Wait—"

Just as Ayaka Sajou realized what Natsukawa Torama was about to do, she heard the whistling wind in her ears, and the surrounding scenery suddenly plummeted downwards. Her previously narrow view, due to being in an alley, suddenly opened up!

She was once again taken into the air.

"Well......"

The strong wind made it hard for Ayaka Sajou to open her eyes, so she had to squint and snuggle closer to Torato Natsukawa.

It's quite strange, actually. Ayaka Sajo thought she was a rather shy person. Even someone as gentle as the scholar Hier took a long time to get along with her normally. But when it came to Natsukawa Tora, for some reason, Ayaka Sajo subconsciously categorized him as someone she was very close to.

It felt like I had known him for a long time.

This was only the third day since they met.

(Is it because he has a very gentle aura?)

"Sand strips".

Xia Chuanhu suddenly called out to her.

Slightly raising her head, Ayaka Sajou asked, "What's wrong?"

"Take a look ahead."

"Front?"

Shajō Ayaka smoothed her wind-blown hair and obediently looked ahead—at the edge of the city bathed in the twilight light, on the horizon of light, the setting sun was radiating its last rays before disappearing.

What a nice view.

Ayaka Sajou couldn't help but think that this was the first time she had ever watched a sunset in such a place, and even the first time she had ever watched a sunset like this. Since her father and sister passed away, she felt that her world was shrouded in darkness. She had truly missed a world as full of color as this for a long time.

"It's a beautiful view, isn't it?"

They landed on a rooftop, and Natsukawa Tora held her as they looked at the city and the sunset.

“Have you seen this countless times?” Ayaka Sajou leaned against his chest. “I really envy you, being able to see this scene so many times.”

"If you want, I can bring you here every day, although that will only last until I leave here," Natsukawa Tora replied with a smile.

Can I watch it every day?

Watching the setting sun sink lower and lower, Ayaka Sajou shook her head slightly: "No need. If I look at it every day, I won't find it so beautiful anymore."

"Take me back, Natsukawa."

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Night fell quickly. Natsukawa Torama and Sajou Ayaka had only been back at the Sajou house for a short time when it was completely dark.

After making a simple fried rice with the leftover ingredients in the refrigerator, the two sat down at the table to eat.

"Shatiao, may I ask you a question?"

Suddenly, halfway through the meal, Natsukawa Tiger spoke up and asked.

"You've been using magic all afternoon, haven't you?"

"Well, what happened?"

"When you...use magic, don't you feel like something's off?"

Ayaka Sajou frowned: "Something's not right? What's not right?"

“For example, it’s quite difficult to start a magic trick—things like that,” Natsukawa Tora said. “Actually, I can’t use magic right now.”

Unable to use magic?

Natsukawa Torato's words startled Sajou Ayaka: "What...does this mean? Like you said...is it difficult for you to activate magic?"

Nodding, Natsukawa Tora picked up a fork and tried to use the displacement magic he had learned from Angelica to change his form. The magic flowed smoothly in his body without any problems, but just as the form was about to change, the magic, which was only one step away from completion, suddenly collapsed.

“Just like you see.” Natsukawa Torato put down his fork. “Ever since I came to Tokyo, it’s like I’ve been stuck on something, unable to use magic smoothly. Although it’s not impossible to use it, the efficiency would be very, very low, and the effect would be greatly reduced. So seeing you use magic so smoothly this afternoon, I was a little curious. Don’t you have the same problem as me?”

"Yes, there are... but that was when I was a child."

Looking back now, it must have been shortly after her father and sister passed away. Ayaka Sajou often failed when using magic, and at the time she just thought it was because she hadn't recovered from the shock of her family's death and was in a bad mental state, without thinking too much about it.

But now, Natsukawa Tora's situation...

(Could there be something else in Tokyo besides the time loop and the spatial blockade? Could it be the work of a magician other than me?)

Ayaka Sajou bit her lip. How could someone do such a thing right under her nose? As a magician of the Sajou family, she was being incredibly negligent.

"Satiao, do you remember when you were able to use magic normally?"

“Eh? Let me think... I remember it was after the first time I went to visit my father and sister’s graves,” Ayaka Sajou replied. “After that, I found that I could use magic normally again, and I was able to master magic tricks that I had failed at before.”

A cemetery?

Xia Chuanhu raised an eyebrow: "Where is that cemetery? Can I go there?"

"Yes, that's possible... Are you going there to try and see if you can use magic again?"

"Even though I'm used to getting involved in all sorts of situations, this one is really making me uneasy. I have a feeling that if I don't get my trump card back, I'll suffer a big loss."

As he said this, Natsukawa Tora looked out the window—the wind was quite strong, and it looked like it was going to rain.

108. Type-Moon Transmission

It is located in a cemetery near the outer perimeter of Tokyo.

After dinner, Natsukawa Torama arrived here, led by Sajo Ayaka.

The sky had completely darkened. Since no one comes to the cemetery at night, there were naturally no lights. The entire cemetery was shrouded in darkness, accompanied by a chilling night wind blowing in the face of impending rain, which made people feel uneasy.

As a prominent local family, the Sajō family naturally occupies the most expensive plot of land. This was a burial site chosen by Hiroki Sajō before his death, likely with consideration for the spiritual veins involved, so that he could continue his research into magic even in death...

Arriving at the tombstone, accompanied by Natsukawa Torato, Ayaka Sajo offered a bouquet of flowers to her father and sister. She said, "I'm so sorry to bother you so late, Father and Sister, because there are some things I really need to confirm here."

"Let me introduce you. This is Natsukawa Tora, a guest who is temporarily staying at our home because he is stuck in Tokyo."

Whether it was her imagination or not, Ayaka Sajou felt that the temperature around her was a bit colder. Was it because of the wind?

They also came to the grave and offered a bouquet of flowers. Natsukawa Tora looked at the name on the tombstone.

"It's a pity we met under these circumstances, and I'm deeply sorry for bothering you at this time. I'll be staying at Sajou's house for a while, please forgive me."

"How is it, Xia Chuan? Can you use the magic trick now?"

After a moment of silence, Ayaka Sajou turned and asked.

Upon hearing this, Natsukawa Tora tried using the summoning magic, but just like before, all the previous steps went smoothly, but the magic would get stuck and fail if more magic power wasn't used in the last step.

However, compared to the previous vague feeling, Xia Chuanhu now has a clearer understanding of his situation.

(It's not that magic can't be used, it feels... more like it's been banned?)

Ayaka Sajou once said that magic families other than the Sajou family had declined one after another many years ago. Natsukawa Torato felt that it was because of the same situation as himself—if magicians cannot use magic, they are no different from ordinary people, which is unacceptable to those magicians with extremely high self-esteem.

“Still no good,” Xia Chuanhu replied. “It seems my situation is different from yours, or perhaps there are other reasons. It seems this trip was in vain.”

"Is that so... Then, I'll try mixing some potions when I get back? Maybe you can't use magic because there's something wrong with your magic circuits?"

Is it a problem with the magic circuit?

Natsukawa Torato recalled the strange feeling he had experienced on the train earlier, which was a feedback that affected the magic circuits—it wasn't impossible.

"I'll have to trouble you from now on—"

"You can't do magic!"

Suddenly, a harsh voice abruptly interrupted Xia Chuanhu. In the quiet night of the cemetery, the appearance of this voice was like a bolt from the blue, shattering the previous atmosphere.