Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

"It's really disturbing. A magical storm of that magnitude dissipated so easily. This is actually more difficult than summoning the storm."

Kuonji Yuzu put herself in the situation just now and predicted the battle situation in her mind.

She is capable of doing the same thing, although the conditions are harsh, but this type of thing does exist in the collection passed down from generation to generation deep in the mansion.

Fairytale magic itself is an unreasonable system. If you only consider its use without considering its control, you can achieve any outrageous effect you want.

But Youzhu would not do that. Her dignity as a witch made her refuse to use familiars that she could not control, and she would never open those seals even if she died.

"It wasn't out of any thought of causing trouble for others, but rather a cold-blooded ruling."

"Simply dropping a bomb that cannot be handled is to discredit the vision of the Great Witch's legacy. She ruled that those who did so were unforgivable."

A woman who was a childhood friend of Youzhu and is now a world-famous idol living in the UK said this in a conversation.

Therefore, there are only a few ploies with the largest influence that Youzhu can currently use.

When the Rose Hound's range of influence is expanded to its maximum, it can include an entire mountain and a large block, and its scale can barely match the magic storm that appeared before.

But the consequence of this is that the beads themselves will melt into the fog, which is very dangerous.

"... Let's go back first. In this critical moment, we still have to take care of Qingzi who has no fighting ability."

Putting the only two clues he found into his pocket, Kuonji Yuzu set out on his way home.

"Since the opponent has been confirmed to be Miss Orange, it is never too late to be on guard. Even if there is only a one in a thousand chance, there is still a chance that she can break into my mansion."

With such vigilance, she quickened her pace.

Following the road built on the edge of the city, Youzhu returned to her home on the hillside in about half an hour.

The Western-style mansion is hidden in the crevices of the woods as always, dreamy and terrifying.

"Huh." Youzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

There was nothing unusual about the mansion, and the protective magic left behind showed no signs of being touched. It seemed that Aozaki Touko at least did not intend to make a feint to the east and attack in the west.

Otherwise, if the mansion was attacked while he was out investigating, Youzhu would not be able to guarantee Qingzi's safety.

Opening the door, Youzhu walked through the moonlit entrance, climbed the stairs, and came to Qingzi's room at the end of the second floor.

"This is?"

After opening the door, Youzhu was a little surprised to find that there were some things beside Qingzi's bed that were not there before.

"Sugar, salt, vitamin tablets, and lots of milk and eggs..."

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the big bowl next to it, and the situation is clear at a glance.

"Did you try so hard to stuff it into your stomach after I left?"

Youzhu looked at Qingzi resting on the bed and felt that this was not a person sleeping, but a robot hibernating.

There was no movement, her brain waves only maintained the lowest limit operation, her body seemed to have turned into a factory, all of its energy was used to digest nutrients and then fill the injured areas.

"You are worthy of admiration, Qingzi." Youzhu gave a rare compliment.

Qingzi was seriously injured and the pain lasted for a long time. In this situation, her sense of taste would not work normally.

So she forced herself to eat twice as much food as usual, even though it tasted like wax, and at the same time she had to endure the excruciating pain that felt like her whole body was being torn apart by the eating.

It's simply torture, and it's unnecessary.

"It's obvious that if we just wait another day and night, we can recover even without eating like this, but Qingzi still chooses to endure the pain to speed up the process."

"Is this promise and realization so heavy for her?"

Youzhu sat quietly on a chair beside her, recalling what Qingzi said before she left, and sighed.

She didn't plan to disturb Qingzi's sleep tonight.

After all, until now, one can still hear the sticky "gurgling" sound coming from Qingzi's side.

At this moment, under the quilt, there must be a scene of flesh proliferation that is beyond human acceptance. Youzhu can imagine how disgusting it is.

This was probably Youzhu's gentleness. She felt that Qingzi certainly didn't want others to see her ugly appearance, even if that person was her roommate.

"Good night, Aoko."

After saying that, Youzhu planned to just sit there and fall asleep.

Even for magicians, proper sleep can restore energy. For them, every bit of physical strength is important now.

Just before falling asleep, a thought flashed through Youzhu's mind, a doubt that flickered like a spark and then quickly went out.

"I wonder if he made it back safely?"

The night passed quickly, and when Youzhu opened her eyes, she found that the bed in front of her was empty.

On the contrary, the noise of slippers clicking came from the first floor.

"Has Qingzi recovered?"

Youzhu stood up from the chair, feeling stiffness all over her body due to her sleeping posture, especially her neck and waist.

This is probably her body's complaint about her fooling around.

Wondering what Qingzi was doing, Youzhu slowly came to the sunroom on the first floor, where Qingzi was doing morning exercises in the morning light.

"Oh, good morning Youzhu, it's a nice day today."

Aoko smiled and bends down while greeting.

Perhaps it was because of the movements she was making, her waist looked so soft and slender that even the mountains that were deformed due to gravity were not as eye-catching as her waist.

Youzhu glanced at Qingzi, then shyly looked away: "Qingzi, don't do these weird movements."

"What's the big deal? I've finally recovered, so why not let me experience the freedom of exercise a little more?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come to the living room for the meeting."

Youzhu coldly gave an order and turned to leave. Behind her was Qingzi's regretful and helpless expression.

"Okay, okay~~ I'll be right there."

After a brief tidying up, the two sat facing each other on the sofa. Youzhu took out two pieces of debris from his pocket and carefully placed them on the coffee table.

"This is the only clue I found from there last night. The environment was so badly damaged that there is nothing else."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As long as there's something to gain, we can always find a way to deal with the rest."

Qingzi picked up the inconspicuous piece of plastic with a smile and rubbed it in her hand.

Opposite her, Youzhu silently pointed at the stone and began to explain.

"There's a mark of rune on this stone. From this, we can infer that at least one of the people who fought last night was proficient in rune. So... Qingzi, what's wrong with you?!"

"Youzhu, did you really pick up this fragment there?"

The sound of communication stopped and the scene fell into silence.

Youzhu covered her mouth in surprise.

In front of her, Qingzi looked at the fragments in her palm with an expression of both anger and fear. Her lips were tightly pursed and her whole body was trembling with excitement.

Chapter 4: Night Will Finally Fall (k)

Qingzi had always had a bad feeling, but now it finally came true.

She knew her sister very well. She was undoubtedly an outstanding human being who was at the top in all aspects, whether it was planning or strength.

On top of that, she also has the most outstanding quality, which is that she will never underestimate the enemy and become complacent. Once she decides to take action, she will not do anything half-hearted.

Orange will definitely mortgage all his savings, burning his boats and leaving no way out.

"Compared to my elder sister, I've been too lax. Am I really ready to risk everything in this battle?"

Qingzi looked at the fragments in her palm and expressed her inner remorse word by word.

"He clearly knew that he would be targeted by the eldest sister, yet he arrogantly thought there was still time and pinned his hopes on luck. If this isn't stupid, then what is!"

Her palms clenched suddenly, and Aozaki Aoko's face showed extreme anger and blame.

She was angry at her own negligence and blamed herself for getting innocent people into a life-or-death situation.

This was an undeniable sin, and the throbbing pain in her heart was the punishment she deserved. The guilt made her feel like her brain was burning as if it were cooked.

"He clearly said he would repay this favor, which was as valuable as his life, but in the end, I ended up dragging him down with it, haha."

The corners of her mouth twitched in self-mockery. This might be the first thing in her life that made her regret so much.

"Is this how Aozaki Aoko repays her kindness? She's simply repaying kindness with hatred. I can't even make a decision on the next step..."

Biting her lips tightly, Qingzi felt the beating of her "heart" become so heavy, as if it was carrying the burden of someone else's fate.

She never imagined that bearing the fate of those who were in desperate situations because of her would be so heavy and unwilling.

"Qingzi, what are you saying?!"

Youzhu, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, suddenly stood up. She was not a dull or stupid person, and Qingzi had already revealed enough information.

She looked across in disbelief.

"Yes, I've seen this fragment. To be more precise, I've seen the brand engraved on this fragment."

Aoko responded to this question with a muffled voice. She twisted the fragment between two fingers and showed the side with the words to Youzhu.

"Youzhu, you don't care about the changes in human society, so it's normal that you don't know. This is a well-known conglomerate."

"Sony Ericsson is a large company that produces a large number of trendy electronic devices and is at the forefront of popular technology."

"But that's not the point. The point is the device this company launched some time ago. It's a tape player that you can wear around your waist and listen to music at any time."

Qingzi emphasized "waist". This hint was too obvious, and it made Youzhu instantly recall the scenes of a few days ago.

The evening stroll they took, the other side of Aiwen that he hid, the secret conversations that he kept to himself, and the Walkman he took out for example.

The material of that Walkman is exactly the same as this fragment.

Youzhu suddenly sat back on the sofa weakly. At this moment, she also understood Qingzi's mood. The interweaving of powerlessness and regret slightly gnawed at her heart.

"So last night, he was probably there and was directly attacked."

"Accept the facts, Yuju, the evidence is right in front of us."

"I know. I understand."

"..."

Silence hung between the two of them, like a dark cloud that would never dissipate.

It was hard to tell whether it was regret or powerlessness. Youzhu lowered her eyes slightly, clasped her hands tightly, and only a few syllables slipped out from her lips.

"If I let him stay overnight, maybe..."

"Yuju, there's no point in saying this now."

Qingzi suddenly interrupted Youzhu's assumption. She slammed the fragments on the coffee table with a "bang" and stood up suddenly.

"Let's leave the mourning for after the dust settles. There's still a lot we can do now, right?"

"Whether it's searching for someone or seeking revenge, action is necessary to achieve it. But if you just stay where you are and grieve, nothing will change."

"Aoko."

Youzhu couldn't help but admire her roommate as he suppressed his emotions and took action again.

This is something she can't do.

Qingzi's ability to quickly free herself from her emotions and focus her energy on what she should do is her special talent.

"Yuzu, I'm going to call Tsukishima right away and ask him if Aiwen has come to school. If he has, then our worries are for nothing."

"But if you don't go, then there are two possibilities."