Type-Moon: Shinji Matou Also Wants to Be the Protagonist

It will only take her a little time to adjust, and she'll be back to her current level in no time.

"Ms. Shoko, thank you for your cooperation."

Suzuki breathed a sigh of relief when Ieiri Glass was willing to cooperate.

After all, she was Gojo Satoru's high school friend, and Suzuki was unwilling to force himself on her.

Since the other party had agreed, Suzuki didn't hold back and went straight up to start operating.

Extending his right hand, which was wreathed in crimson incantation, he gestured for Ieiri Shoko to shake his hand.

At the same time, Suzuki explained to Ieiri Glasso the possible reactions that would occur later:

"Miss Shoko, it may hurt a little at first, and you will feel weak for a while afterward. These are all normal phenomena, so don't be nervous."

Shoko Ieiri reached out and grasped Suzuki's hand, her aggressive magical power instantly invading from the point of contact.

The strange feeling made Shoko Ieiri frown slightly.

Glass already knew about the precautions Suzuki mentioned.

After the principal of Rakanji Temple had his magic formula stolen, he came to her hoping to restore his own magic formula by regenerating it.

Although she ultimately failed to restore the spell for Rakuganji Temple, Shoko took this opportunity to obtain data on the changes that would occur in the human body after the spell was taken away by Suzuki.

She knew there was nothing wrong with what Suzuki said, but the way he put it was somewhat inappropriate.

"...You're talking about the aftereffects of casting a spell, right?"

"What are you saying? I don't understand anything."

Upon hearing Ieiri Shoko's words, Suzuki also realized that his choice of words was inappropriate.

But Suzuki blinked and said with an innocent look on his face.

To increase his persuasiveness, Suzuki turned to Kokichi and asked:

"Do you know what Miss Glass is talking about?"

"Wh...what? I...I don't know!"

Kokichi's cheeks flushed, his eyes darted around, and he stammered as he answered.

He had only recently regained his complete body and was not yet used to making normal eye contact and communicating with people.

Not to mention getting involved in this kind of banter that carries an ambiguous, adult undertone.

For a moment, I felt completely helpless and wished I could shrink back into the culture jar.

Ieiri Shoko looked at his awkward and embarrassed appearance, and then at Suzuki, who was putting on airs.

It seems like I'm seeing the scene from back when Gojo Satoru flirted with the geisha.

"Tsk!"

It's really unpleasant that these unorthodox guys always become top-tier powerhouses.

Seeing that Ieyasu Shoko's mood fluctuated between good and bad, Suzuki stopped talking and focused on controlling the spell.

In reality, the technique of "forcible seizure" is not such a refined method.

Direct and brutal robbery is the style of this spell.

As for the experience that the victims of this theft will have during the process, it was never taken into consideration from the beginning.

However, since Ms. Shoko is being so cooperative, Suzuki naturally has to reciprocate.

Even though Suzuki tried his best to control it, the process was not pleasant.

The aching, dull pain spread up little by little along with the power of the incantation, as if someone were slowly sawing bones with a dull saw.

She gritted her teeth, but didn't utter a sound, just stood there with a cigarette between her fingers.

Looking down at Suzuki's profile as he worked intently, a long layer of ash from his cigarette clung to his fingertips without falling off.

Yukichi stood to the side, barely daring to breathe, clutching the hem of her clothes and nervously watching them, her palms already covered in cold sweat.

He was terrified that something might happen to him, as both of the people here had been kind to him, and he would feel terrible if anything happened to either of them.

Fortunately, Suzuki's skills were quite good, and the peeling was completed in no time.

Suzuki released his hand, and a spell core emitting a soft white light floated in his palm.

Suzuki gently pressed the ball of shimmering white light against his chest.

A soft white light instantly spread throughout Suzuki's entire body.

This time, Suzuki was prepared in advance, and there was no headshot like last time.

The Reversal Technique was successfully integrated into Suzuki's list of spells.

When Suzuki opened his eyes after adjusting the magical energy circuits in his brain, he saw Ieiri Shoko clumsily condensing fluorescent white positive energy magical energy in her palm once again.

"...Miss Shoko, you are truly gifted!"

Faced with this scene, Suzuki couldn't help but sigh.

Despite losing the support of the Life-Giving Technique, Ieiri Shoko managed to stabilize the output of the Reversal Technique in such a short time.

Such mastery of manipulating magical power is unparalleled in the entire world of sorcery.

He flicked off the cigarette ash that had accumulated for a long time, and raised an eyebrow indifferently:

"If I didn't even have this much skill, I should have been eliminated from the world of sorcery long ago."

Even so, Suzuki could still see a hint of smugness in her eyes.

After all, this is a genuine and solid skill, something to be proud of.

"I've finished what I was supposed to do. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. I have a ton of work to do tomorrow, and I need to use the time before I start work to get used to the feel of releasing the reversal technique without relying on the technique itself."

Ieyasu stubbed out the cigarette butt that had burned out in the "bathtub" next to her.

Anyway, since Yoshikichi no longer needs it, this can be considered as venting some of my dissatisfaction with Yoshikichi.

He straightened his wrinkled white coat and started to walk towards the door.

Just as we were about to leave, Suzuki suddenly spoke up from behind and asked:

"Miss Shoko, is there any particular technique you'd like to use?"

When Ieiri Shoko turned her head, she saw a beautiful golden-blue light shining on Suzuki's left hand.

It contrasted sharply with the scarlet curse aura on his right hand.

"This is... a spell reversal!"

The scene before her reminded Shoko Ieiri of Satoru Gojo, and her lips twitched involuntarily as she spoke.

This guy was just marveling at her extraordinary talent.

In the blink of an eye, they mastered the use of higher-level techniques. Who is truly gifted?

"Miss Shoko has a good eye. My technique is called 'Stealing,' which allows me to steal other people's techniques for my own use."

The effect of reversing a spell is that it allows me to "gift" spells I possess to others.

Suzuki quietly explained his newly acquired ability to Ieri Shoko, then asked again:

"Miss Shoko, is there any particular technique you'd like to use?"

Ieiri Glass stood there, stunned, her hand holding the cigarette hanging in mid-air, speechless for a long time.

Can a stolen technique be given away again?

This isn't some kind of magic spell; it's practically a commodity that can be bought and sold at will.

Chapter 144: The Next One

Upon hearing Suzuki's words, Ieiri Shoko was actually quite tempted.

After all, he was someone who had personally witnessed the growth of two monsters, Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke.

It would be impossible to say that she didn't crave powerful spells at all.

But judging from Suzuki's words, this meant to be done on the spot.

To cause misfortune to another sorcerer because of one's own selfish desires is somewhat of a challenge to Shoko's moral values.

After a long silence, she took a drag of her cigarette, shook her head, and spoke:

"No need, mastering the reversal technique is enough for me."

Using other techniques wouldn't do me any good; I'm not a fighter for a living.

Ieiri Shoko remained silent for quite some time, although she ultimately refused.

But Suzuki wouldn't accommodate her opinion and directly made arrangements for her in his own way:

"Then I'll make arrangements for you. I happen to know of a spell that's perfect for you. I'll let you know once I get my hands on it."

"Whatever you want!"

Hearing Suzuki's words, Ieiri Shoko rolled her eyes helplessly.

The ashes of the cigarette she held between her fingers fell softly to her feet. She had wanted to say something more to refuse,

But seeing Suzuki's determined look, she swallowed back all the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

She knew all too well the nature of people like Gojo Satoru and Suzuki; once they made up their minds, nothing could change them.

There was no point in saying anything more, so he simply leaned against the wall, puffed on his cigarette, and stopped mentioning his objections.

He only left out a sullen sentence at the end:

"Don't drag me into this mess if you cause trouble. I'm not going to clean up your mess."

"Don't worry, no one will stand up for a curse master."

Suzuki waved his hand dismissively and said indifferently.

Upon hearing that the owner of the target spell was a curse master, Shoko breathed a sigh of relief.

Cursed spellcasters are actually sorcerers, but they are righteous sorcerers who use sorcery to fight against evil spirits.

Cursed spellcasters are criminals who use curses to commit crimes, and some curse casters even cooperate with cursed spirits.

In order to distinguish these scumbags, they were given a special name.

A guy like that wouldn't even flinch no matter how many bullets he dies.

After accepting Suzuki's unilateral arrangement, Ieiri Glass left quickly.

She also needs to rush back to Tokyo, and it will take time for her to get used to the manual transmission of the [Reverse Technique].

It's foreseeable that she'll be staying up late again tonight.

After Ieiri Shoko left, Suzuki put away his magic.

Miss Shoko is going to stay up late tonight, and Suzuki isn't resting yet either. He takes a postcard out of his pocket.

"Next!"

This is a postcard that Suzuki sent me while we were at the mall.

After the call connected, a muffled, dissatisfied voice quickly came from the other end:

Don't you know what time it is?

Suzuki knew this, of course, but wasn't this just a convenient way to get revenge for the previous siege?

Suzuki happily shared his newfound good news with Mingming:

"I have mastered the technique of reversal."

"..."

"I can [gift] the techniques I possess to others."

"..."

"If you switch to a stronger spell, you'll have a chance to become a top-tier sorcerer, and then you can increase your commission."

"Where are you?"

When it came to commissions, Mingming immediately broke her silence and asked Suzuki with renewed vigor.

Suzuki heard the sound of someone changing clothes across the street, as well as the soft, sweet voice of a boy.