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

Qingzi raised two fingers with a serious expression.

"One, Aiwen died last night; two, he was taken away after being defeated."

"If he's dead, there's no need to say anything more. The only thing we can do is avenge him."

"But personally, I would expect the second scenario to happen a little more often."

Having said that, Qingzi shook her long hair and looked in the direction of Youzhu.

"Youzhu, you were an eyewitness last night. Do you think the other party last night might be the eldest sister? Is there any possibility that other magicians were involved?"

"The chances are very low. Since there have been no unfamiliar magical reactions, and the [Nap Mirror] has been searching continuously, we can assume that there are no new magicians invading."

At the same time, Youzhu picked up another clue, which was the rune stone.

"And after you were injured, Qingzi, I learned some news about Miss Orange through the Magic Association. She has made many achievements, and the restoration of the rune is one of her most notable ones."

"This remaining brick happens to have a rune engraved on it. Putting the two together, it's almost certain that what happened last night was related to Miss Orange."

"That would be great."

After hearing the conclusion, Qingzi felt much more relaxed, as if one third of her burden had been put down, and she even smiled a little.

"If it were my eldest sister, she would definitely not take the initiative to kill him, as long as Aiwen didn't die on the spot due to bad luck."

"It's no problem if he's seriously injured. From what I've experienced, I can see that Orange is now an outstanding puppeteer. It's possible to save his life."

"Please say something that people can understand, Aoko. Normal humans cannot understand your rampaging thoughts."

Youzhu stared at her roommate with dissatisfaction as he was minding his own business.

"That's it, look."

Qingzi scratched her head, a little embarrassed: "Chengzi and I are sisters after all, it can't be helped that we share some of the same hobbies."

"so?"

"Ah, this needs to be kept secret, a secret! Anyway, Orange will never be willing to kill Aiwen directly."

Qingzi kept dodging Youzhu's questioning gaze, and finally made a judgment with a subtle momentum.

"Rather, I think she will cherish it, no matter how you look at it."

"...Ah, I get it. I'll trust you this time, Aoko."

In the end, Youzhu had no choice but to give in.

She knew Qingzi wouldn't lie, so after receiving Aiwen's assurance that he was most likely safe, she was secretly happy.

"Well, with that hope in mind, it's obvious what to do next."

Qingzi clashed his fists with his palms, a look of seriousness and awareness on his face, a determination that was determined to risk his life.

She has decided to start a formal fight with Orange.

"Let's find Big Sister's workshop, use all our strength, and even risk our future for a spectacular final battle."

She made this announcement, and the mark on her arm vibrated slightly as if in response.

Looking at Qingzi like this, Youzhu stood up silently and came to Qingzi's side. The magic power in her body flowed silently.

"Although I didn't want to get too involved before, it seems that I can't do that now. For personal reasons, I will also go all out."

"That's great. What should we call this? Mansion Combo Attack?"

"No, Qingzi's taste is really unsophisticated."

The two of them walked towards the entrance while complaining to each other, their hearts filled with unspoken emotions.

"This time I have to repay Aiwen for his kindness in taking care of me. Otherwise, I don't know how I'll ever repay him for what I owe him."

Qingzi tightly grasped the fragments in her pocket and muttered to herself softly but firmly.

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"No, I can't find it at all!"

Throwing herself onto the luxurious sofa, Aoko clutched her hair and wailed. Behind her, Youzhu was also breathing heavily in exhaustion.

"I've been searching all day, but there's no trace of her. My sister is so good at hiding."

"This won't work, Qingzi. It's dragging on too long."

"Well, of course I know that, but human power has its limits. This can't be achieved simply by hard work."

The two of them huddled on the sofa, not saying a word, and took a short rest.

Just that day, they actually ran all over Misaki Town without relaxing for a moment, and now they really have no strength left.

The two were so tired that they didn't even have the energy to make tea, so they could only sit there and chat with each other.

"As a result, the only progress we've made is that Aiwen didn't come to school, which confirms that something happened to him last night."

"But this information doesn't help us find Miss Orange's workshop. It's useless."

Youzhu closed her eyes slightly and complained softly.

Qingzi also complained about this.

"When I called Tobimaru this morning, I specifically asked him if there was anything unusual happening in Misaki Town recently. After all, he's the son of the Tsukiji family, a major landowner in Misaki Town."

"But there's nothing unusual at all... No, there are still a lot of anomalies. Whether it's murders or arson, they've been popping up one after another recently. It's abnormal everywhere."

"But precisely because of this, some small details go completely unnoticed. Could this also be Orange's plan? She thought so far ahead from the start, and even deliberately manipulated the Dead Apostles to disrupt the view. What a terrifying woman."

Qingzi weakly tilted her body, slid down the back of the sofa, and lay sideways on the soft cushion.

"Really? What on earth did the Magic Association teach her? Is it all a conspiracy?"

"Who knows? After all, magicians are difficult to judge. Miss Orange has been studying at the Magic Association for several years. Maybe she has become a mediocre person with vulgar tastes."

"Wow~~ Youzhu, your words are unexpectedly venomous this time. Did my sister irritate you to this extent?"

Qingzi tried to lie down on the sofa for a while and looked at Youzhu who was still resting in an elegant posture.

"Nothing, it's just that I won't let go of anyone who tries to take my things. Miss Orange has crossed the line this time."

"Oh, so what did my sister do to you?"

The two tried their best to relieve their fatigue and chatted to pass the time, but in this tense and free rest time, a shrill phone call suddenly rang.

"Ding-ling, ding-ling..."

The crisp sound of metal collision continued and had amazing penetrating power. I'm afraid even Qingzi, who was in the room farthest from the phone, could hear this annoying reminder.

"Youzhu..."

"I dont go."

The two lazy women spoke at the same time, and sparks seemed to flash between each other's eyes.

As a hidden and mysterious building, the only use of the phone on weekdays is to order takeout, and most of the calls that come in are for sales, which is what the two people thought this time.

"Will it stop after a while?"

They thought so and were unwilling to move.

"Ding-ling, ding-ling..."

But the phone still kept ringing in an incomprehensible way, breaking the comfortable atmosphere and making it difficult for people to rest. The short noise was like a saw on the nerves.

"Mmm~~~ It's so noisy!"

In the end, Qingzi compromised.

She stood up with a leap of her own accord and walked quickly towards the entrance where the phone was. Every move she made was filled with a dangerous sense of explosive anger.

"Hey, this is the Kuonji Residence. If this is a sales pitch, we don't need—Shizuki-san?"

"..."

"...Really? That's a great help. Thank you for the information."

Qingzi put down the microphone indifferently but somewhat happily, his clenched fists trembling slightly.

"hehe."

She suddenly laughed twice with a cold look on her face, her expression indescribably complicated.

"They actually chose the old school building. No wonder there's been no news about it. Are they using the principle of hiding the truth from the truth? Your sister is amazing."

Qingzi suddenly became radiant, and the fatigue all over her body was nothing compared to the excitement of her spirit. She had already grasped the key to the most crucial answer to the mystery.

"Qingzi?"

Youzhu had approached at some point, and she seemed to know something from Qingzi's face, and her expression gradually became serious.

"You know what, Yuzu? Jingxi-san just gave me a big surprise."

Turning around to face Youzhu, Qingzi couldn't help but beam with joy.

"I guess it's because of my call this morning. Tobimaru casually asked Shizuki about it during lunch. I didn't expect him to remember it until now."

"No, to be precise, he suddenly remembered this incident while working at night because he received a strange delivery order."

Youzhu held up her delicate chin, a little curious: "What kind of order would make people feel strange?"

"It would definitely be strange. You could tell at a glance, because the customer ordered over 50 kilograms of raw meat in one go."

"so much?"

Even if you have beads, you can understand how unusual such a portion is, especially when the order is placed by an individual.

No wonder Shizuki Sojuro immediately remembered the conversation at lunch.

"Compared to all the murders, this is just a small anomaly, but this is what we are looking for now."

Qingzi walked towards a shelf, pulled off her coat, put it on and walked out.

"Youzhu, let's go. The takeaway delivery location is at the old school building. I need to go there myself."

Chapter 63: Snowy Night, Showdown

"There are magicians battling behind the school building, and their magic seems familiar. Are they Aozaki and Yuzu?"

Aiwen, who was originally planning to go to the hotel, changed direction and headed towards the direction where the magic was surging.

There weren't many people on the road, no more than a hundred.

Because of the continuous reports of homicides in the past half month, people just rush home after get off work, and even many shops are closed. The only ones left are large shopping malls that have hired security guards, and they are the only ones that dare to turn on the lights at night.

This unconsciously helped Qingzi and the others. The terrifying atmosphere was a natural barrier that kept people away. Now they only needed to set up a soundproof barrier and they could do whatever they wanted.

Aiwen's pace was very fast, and in just over ten minutes, he was close to the source of the magic fluctuations.

"Is that location behind the school?"

Aiwen took a quick glance and got a rough idea of the situation, now he had arrived at the gate of the sleeping school.

"I heard there's an unused old school building in that forest. They're clearly not in use, but they're reluctant to scrap it, so they force students to clean it during holidays."

The words that Tsukiji Toimaru had said suddenly came to Aiwen's mind.

It didn't make any sense, but he still remembered it.

"strengthen."

With a short chant, magic power flowed to the limbs, strengthening the muscle fibers and allowing them to withstand pressure several times greater than before.

It also makes Aiwen's limbs shine brightly in the dark night.

As the most basic of the basics, strengthening magic is a technique that almost every magician knows, but that's all they know.

Because its energy efficiency ratio is too low and there is a certain upper limit.

In daily use, it can be used to split bricks and stones, and the high jump can exceed the human record by 1.5 times, which is considered proficient. If it is higher, it will require a huge amount of magic power, which is not worth it at all.

The same was true for Aiwen. He simply improved his physical fitness a little bit and then started running towards the school gate.

After a short sprint and a leap, Aiwen hooked his hands on the upper edge and exerted force. His nimble body just passed the obstruction and arrived at the school.

It was eight o'clock in the evening. There was no light in the school. It had fallen into a deep sleep.