Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

Zhi Xing raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and a sense of déjà vu emerged. He then asked back:

"So if you and Xiaolan were traveling and happened to meet a handsome guy who wanted to flirt with you, would you take her with you?"

"Of course I would! Oh, no, I mean of course not!"

Sonoko subconsciously imagined it and gave the answer, then realized that she had said something wrong and quickly changed her words.

Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief and put aside the sense of déjà vu in his mind.

How could Suzuki Sonoko, who is such a thick-skinned person, say the same thing as Xiaoyuan Hanada? Why am I worrying about it?

Feeling that his brain circuit was not in the right state, Zhixing changed the subject and said:

"Let's put aside the topic of whether he's handsome or not, so what exactly is this meeting about?"

"It's lunch time now. If it's not something important, I think I should go out for lunch before we talk."

Sonoko also tried to avoid the topic and responded:

"As for lunch, it's already been prepared. It's just that you were so late that the food got cold, so I just made a new one."

"That's really extravagant! Do I have to make a new one for this?"

Just as Zhihang sighed, he heard a knock on the door, and then a waiter asked, "Sir, can we serve the food?"

"Okay."

Following Sonoko's response, the waiter pushed open the door of the private room, served seven dishes in a row, then left and closed the door.

Zhixing was still looking at these exotic dishes he had never seen before when he heard Yuanzi, after confirming that the waiters had left, ask impatiently:

"What's your profession?"

Zhixing was bewildered. He looked at Yuanzi again, who looked completely different from the one just now. After hesitating for a moment, he told the truth:

"I'm just an unemployed vagrant. What's wrong with that?"

"That's not it. I mean, what is your profession in the wizarding world?"

Zhixing's expression became even more confused. It's not that he didn't understand Yuanzi's question, but that Zhixing knew nothing about it.

"Is this the reason why Xiaolan asked you to see me?"

"No, it's just that I need to decide whether to tell you based on your answer."

Zhixing saw that the other party repeatedly did not give a direct answer to the reason for coming to see him, but Zhixing felt that since Xiaolan let him stay for two nights, there must be something wrong, so he had to bite the bullet and make one up.

Is there really a side to magic in this world? But is it collectively referred to as a profession? I only know one witch, so I can't really call myself a witch, right?

If I answer wrong, will I be exposed?

Thinking of this, Zhixing realized that he couldn't think for too long, otherwise he would reveal his flaws, so the word "witch" came out of his mouth.

But what he was greeted with was Sonoko's doubtful gaze, and...

[Are you hungry? Is it time to eat?]

"No, don't agree to it, I'm not calling you!"

The sudden reply made Zhixing break out in a cold sweat.

Although according to Zhixing's experiment, he seemed to be able to enter and exit the barrier freely for unknown reasons, it did not mean that he could also enter and exit the garden next to him.

What if it was left inside the barrier? Zhixing hadn't had time to experiment with this yet.

"I'm not hungry now. Look, there are so many things in front of me."

Zhi Xing stretched out his hand to point out the food to the witch who didn't know where to look.

But as Zhi Xing pointed, the dishes on the table disappeared from the plates one by one in the order of his fingers.

[Want to eat this? I'll make it for you.]

Zhi Xing stared at the empty plate in a daze, and an idea came to his mind.

If I don’t solve the witch problem quickly, will I never be able to eat normal food in the future?

But the person who was even more shocked than Zhixing was Sonoko, who was still waiting for an answer.

"What just...happened?"

Yuanzi only saw Zhixing muttering something, but could not hear any sound at all. Then he waved his hand, and all the food disappeared right under his nose without any smoke blocking it.

My heart started beating fast as I recalled the advice my family had given me.

"You mean, someone disappeared out of thin air beside you?"

"Yes, and Lan also said that guy is a magician who claims to be from the future and is here to conduct some experiments."

The bald old man sitting on the chair put down the newspaper he was reading, looked at his niece who was sharing her experiences and asked:

"Do you think what she said is true?"

"Well, I heard that guy turned himself in to the police, so he must have been lying. He probably just used some kind of magic trick to get out of the car, right?"

Although both were magic tricks, Sonoko, based on her first impression of Kabuki, didn't think the tricks were that good at all. Instead, when she recalled it later, she wanted to beat herself up for her surprised reaction.

"Have you ever been to the police station? It seems that the other party is not simple."

In stark contrast to Sonoko's reaction, the bald old man thought that the man Sonoko described might have real abilities, so he continued to ask:

"So what did your friend want you to do by introducing her to her?"

"Lan heard that he had a list of names and that he might know the death dates of those people. But he didn't want to tell me and wanted to sell it for money, so he asked me to buy the death dates he knew."

Sonoko was very angry about this and punched the air and said:

"I know this guy is just trying to trick me. Humph, he's just trying to bully someone as innocent as Lan. I won't let him succeed!"

"Did your friend say whose death date he wanted to buy?"

"No, Lan, I haven't seen who's written on it either. I just heard they're all rich people's names. So he asked me to buy all the information about the names that guy knows."

The bald old man nodded and said without comment:

"It sounds like your friend might have been scammed, but why did your friend ask you to buy it?"

"Why else? It seems that the guy's asking price is too high and Lan can't afford it, so he came to me."

Sonoko said angrily. She was not angry about paying the money, but she felt that Xiaolan had been cheated and was very unhappy.

"I remember you and her were very good friends."

"Ah."

"So is there a possibility that your friend heard your name from the other person's mouth?"

“Eh???!!”

Sonoko widened her eyes, pointed at herself with an expression of disbelief.

"In other words, that guy knew my family was rich, so he deliberately deceived Xiaolan just to get close to me?"

"It's hard to say. If they want to deceive our Suzuki Group, they can't just run away abroad and get away with it."

The bald old man walked over to the phone and dialed the number. Then he said a few words to the other end of the phone and hung up.

"Since the other party has been to the police station, then we can just ask them directly. It will be easy to tell whether it is true or not."

"As expected of my uncle, you have the best solution."

Yuanzi acted coquettishly to her uncle, the only idle person in the family.

Although Sonoko is the second daughter of the Suzuki Group and often attends various parties, she can only ask the elders in her family for help when she needs help.

Soon the phone rang.

The bald old man stepped forward to answer the call, then suddenly shouted, "What did you say!"

Sonoko looked at her uncle curiously. In her impression, her uncle would only lose control of his emotions when his ideas were refuted, but he was usually kind and amiable.

But apart from the loud voice just now, Yuanzi couldn't hear the specific content. She could only see her uncle walked over with a serious face and said after hanging up the phone:

"If the person you're talking about is Kamijou Touma, then what he said is very likely true."

"Huh? Really?"

"Well, the police have confirmed several cases where the victims are people on a death list mentioned by the other party. If it's not an assassination organized by some organization, then there's a high possibility that this death information is true."

“Then you can buy a person’s situation first and then verify it later.”

Sonoko still felt a little bit unbelievable and asked hesitantly:

"Should I just believe what that liar said? Is it possible that he was just guessing? After all, if you write down a bunch of names, there will always be some casualties."

The bald old man had already prepared a solution:

"Then you should ask about the other person's occupation. Not his current job, but his occupation in the magic world."

"From what I know, the magic community is very small, and they are all well-off. It's unlikely that they would do something so dangerous for a small amount that's not even enough for your pocket money."

"So if he can say the correct profession, it means he is indeed an insider and may have other intentions."

"On the contrary, the other party may have simply obtained the list from somewhere and wanted to verify its authenticity with the help of the police."

"But no matter what, this matter must not be heard by anyone else. If you want to meet him, find a private room and confirm everything in detail there."

“There really is magic…”

Yuanzi couldn't calm down when she looked at the scene in front of her.

It was clearly me who ordered the dish, and the entire hotel is my own, so it is impossible for the other party to do anything to it, not to mention that I asked for it to be remade.

Then Yuanzi saw Zhixing sitting there for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth and muttered a long sentence silently, and then Zhixing grabbed the empty wine bottle in front of him.

A stream of colorful black emerged from the glass out of nowhere, filling it about 4% full.

Then, Zhixing looked at the cup in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

"Um, Kamijou-san, what is this?"

Zhixing looked at Yuanzi in surprise and asked:

"Can you see?"

"Well, I saw that black liquid, about this much."

Zhixing looked at the height that Yuanzi's hand showed to the other party's empty cup. There was another silence before he replied:

"For the living, this is a bottle of poison."

"But for those who are about to die, this is a bottle of antidote."

After saying this, Zhi Xing withdrew his gaze from the cup, looked back at Yuan Zi and said:

"My profession is... a witch."

Chapter 171 The First Pot of Gold in Another World

"Witch?"

Yuanzi's face froze, and he looked at Zhixing, who had a little beard growing on his face, with an expression of disbelief.

Zhixing, on the other hand, was studying the liquid in the wine glass.

Can it be seen?

How could this happen?

If you want to observe what is inside the witch's barrier, you need to enter the barrier, and the surrounding scenes will be replaced.

And if it is not within the barrier, how could this cup, which is obviously made of magic, exist?

Even independent familiars must have a barrier to exist and move.

Even in the Witch Night, there is actually a border of the barrier, but it is not too big, so you can enter it at will without magic to open the door.

The one I drank not long ago also disappeared as soon as it left the barrier.

The only magic power that can leave the barrier is the Witch's Kiss, but that kind of thing is planted in the soul, which is equivalent to using the soul of an ordinary person as a barrier to exist.

So why didn't this magic disappear and could be seen by Sonoko?

Just when Zhixing was still immersed in his thoughts, he suddenly felt himself being pushed hard, and then heard a loud voice.

"Did you hear me?"

Zhixing finally came back to his senses from his thoughts and turned to look at Yuanzi who had walked up to him at some point.