Magician in Type-Moon

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However, he revealed this information to Orange in advance, which undoubtedly indicated his stance.

"Good heavens, has he been tricked by a white wolf?" Matou Ike muttered to himself, seemingly amused.

However, it is also true that Hansa retained the "Godoword Genmura Satsuki" from Ryougi Shiki.

Whydunit

What was the motive behind saving Genmu Satsuki?

Matou Ike smiled slightly and began to think like a detective.

The fact that Orange was able to obtain the information in advance is roughly equivalent to the two of them having already exchanged information within the Reien Garden; otherwise, Orange wouldn't have been able to get this information before Matou Ike.

This intelligence didn't just contain information about the spiritual veins; it also completely revealed his own abilities and trump cards.

If Hansa is truly neutral, then he is being far too generous, considering that the two have only known each other for less than a day since their first meeting.

This is contradictory.

It's as if these are things done by the same person; the sense of incongruity is just too great.

Matou Ike put himself in Hanseatic League's shoes and realized that he was absolutely incapable of taking either of those actions.

“Unless… saving Xuanwu Gaoyue was not Hansa’s original intention.”

Matou Ike quickly deduced this hypothesis in his mind.

If rescuing Xuanwu Gaoyue was not Hansa's independent decision, then it implies two possibilities:

Either Hansa was forced to carry out someone's orders, or this was part of his operation.

This instantly made things complicated.

After all, no one would go against their own interests without a reason.

"Is this what the church means?"

If that's the case, then things are getting serious.

But it's just a minor issue.

Matou Ike scratched his head, trying to clear his mind of the jumbled thoughts and reorganize the information he had.

The clearest point now is that to counter the Fuhai Forest that Beelzebub brought down in Liyuan, we must first start with the spiritual veins of Guanbuzi City, and Orange is already working on this.

We can only wait for Orange's message before deciding how to proceed.

But before that, there are still some preparatory actions that can be taken.

The church's intelligence had given him inspiration on how to resolve this crisis.

......

Having already organized her thoughts, Matou Ike did not take immediate action. Instead, she stood by the window, gazing at the blurred street scene through the rain.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained," Matouchi sighed, casting a cherished smile behind him.

somebody is coming.

It wasn't Aozaki Touko, nor Kurogiri Mikiya, nor Ryougi Shiki, because Ryougi Shiki was currently fast asleep on the bed that belonged to Matou Ike.

A knock came from behind me.

"Please come in, the door isn't locked," Matou Ike said.

The door was gently pushed open, and a familiar figure appeared before him.

Asagami Fujino's face was exceptionally clear in the dim light, even though her clothes were slightly damp and her hair was gently plastered to her forehead by the rain.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"It hasn't been long, not even a day has passed."

Asagami Fujino walked in through the door, glanced at Matou Ike for a moment, and was about to continue speaking when she suddenly noticed a strikingly different sleeping woman lying on the bed next to her.

And in an instant, Fujino's intuition immediately alerted her, sensing that the other person was the same type of person as herself.

"Is she also your prey?"

She was clearly prey who had willingly delivered herself to her door, yet now she was starting to care about the fate of her kind. Should we say that her nervous system was indeed extraordinary?

“No,” Matou Ike denied the question.

Upon receiving this answer, Fujino felt a sudden sense of relief, and then asked again:

"Then she is...?"

"Companion, my companion, nothing more."

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat silent. Neither of them were particularly talkative, and Fujino, being a first-time visitor to someone else's home, seemed a little flustered.

Would you like a cup of tea first?

To break the ice, Matou Ike took the initiative to start a conversation.

"No need... okay, thank you."

Fujino instinctively wanted to refuse, but when she saw a steaming cup of black tea being dragged in front of her by an insect that she couldn't quite describe, she had no choice but to accept it.

Looking at the teacup that had already fallen into her hand, Asagami Fujino couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

He picked up the plain white porcelain cup without any patterns, brought it to his lips, and took a small, polite sip.

There's nothing wrong with her demeanor; it just shows that despite being a pampered young lady in her family, she still received a good education.

However, it's also possible that because he's not well-liked at home, he wants to be perfect in other areas.

Although the ordinary black tea didn't have a rich floral aroma, it did reduce Asagami Fujino's anxiety.

It even made her think of the story of "sleepy tea" with a touch of morbid humor.

"When do we start?"

Although she felt much more at ease, she still felt somewhat awkward talking to Matou Ike normally.

"Anytime is fine, but I still want to ask, are you really sure? Are you choosing the third option?"

Matou Ike asked the girl in front of him in a completely objective and emotionless tone.

Asagami Fujino nodded, put down her teacup, and slowly walked towards Matou Pond.

With its head tilted back and eyes tightly closed, it looked completely at someone ready to be picked.

Seeing this, Matou Ike could no longer maintain his previous cold demeanor.

When we met before, she was a fiercely independent and indomitable woman, but now...

Then Matouike said in a teasing tone:

“Ms. Asagami Fujino, the next thing we need to do is the Demon Eye extraction surgery. If you keep your eyelids closed, it will be difficult for me to do it.”

"Ah, I'm sorry." Fujino was slightly taken aback, a little flustered. "I didn't mean to."

“It’s alright,” Matou Ike chuckled, trying to ease the tension, “but you still need to concentrate now. Open your eyes and remember to activate the Mystic Eyes.”

"Yeah, I got it."

Fujino slowly opened her eyes, the red and green in her pupils intertwining into a mesmerizing spiral structure.

"It's so beautiful."

Strangely, Matou Ike sensed a hunger in his eyes.

Faced with such a beautiful thing, even those with double pupils are getting impatient?

Matou Ike twitched the corners of her mouth, and following the characteristics of her double pupils, an amber glow flowed from her eyes as she leaned her face closer.

"What are you doing?! If you're going to have an affair, please be aware that there are other people in the room! Matou, you're a grown man, is this child even fourteen years old?"

......

He watched the retreating figure of the long purple hair and youthful appearance of the girl who was fleeing in disarray.

Ryougi Shiki picked up the bottled water from the bedside table, took a sip, and then said with a smirk:

"I just woke up and saw a man and a woman pressed together next to my bed. Anyone would misunderstand, right?"

Matouchi was somewhat speechless:

"...What kind of nonsense is going on in your head, Yin and Yang? And do you think I'm the kind of person who would do something like that?"

"Tch, you can know a person's face but not their heart. Who knows what kind of person you are?" Ryougi Shiki rolled her eyes and glanced sideways at Matou Ike.

"That guy also possesses the Mystic Eyes? What are his abilities?"

"distortion."

Matou Ike walked to Ryougi Shiki's side, opened his scarlet eyes, and stared at the mineral water bottle in her hand.

The surface of the bottle seemed to be gently squeezed by an unseen hand—the plastic began to rotate and deform, and the neck of the water bottle bent into a spiral shape in an illogical way, as if it were being forcibly tightened by an invisible force.

"It also seems to have a slight X-ray vision." Matou Ike said, his gaze seemingly sweeping unintentionally over Ryougi Shiki's back.

The moment she finished speaking, the pillow behind her suddenly burst open—the snow-white down scattered and flew everywhere, like snowflakes falling from the sky, appearing unusually soft and eerie in the dim light.

Ryougi Shiki's brow twitched almost imperceptibly. She slowly turned her head, looking at the pillow torn apart by the distorted force:

"……are you crazy?"

"It's just an experiment." Matou Ike shrugged.

"The limitations of these eyes are more insidious than I imagined—they can only distort what I believe can be distorted. If I have even the slightest hesitation about the target, this ability cannot be used."

Ryougi Shiki glanced at the scattered fluff and said sarcastically, "Are you complaining that it's not versatile enough?"

“No, in terms of destructive power alone, these eyes are more than enough.” Matou Ike shook his head, pondering something else in his mind.

"It sounds a lot like my eyes. They're both influenced by cognitive abilities. But as a magician, you must have a lot more knowledge about the mystical side than I do, right?"

Matou Ike pondered for a moment, then casually drew a circle in the air with her finger, as if considering how to answer:

"Indeed, theoretically speaking, I know more. But it is precisely because I know more that I am more prone to self-doubt."

Ryougi Shiki raised an eyebrow: "Oh? That doesn't sound like something you would say."

“Sometimes the more you know, the harder it is to fully believe something.” Matou Ike smiled. “Just as I understand the flow of spiritual veins, the pathways of magical power, and various forbidden theories, it is not so simple to truly believe that these things can be distorted and destroyed.”

Ryougi Shiki leaned against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest: "So, your abilities aren't limited by the enemy, but by yourself?"