Magician in Type-Moon

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Although Matou Ike did not have a pipe in his hand, he exhaled a puff of smoke as if he did.

"Of course, after all, the Eyeball Familiar is also an eye. Its location is right next to Kabukicho in the city. I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going back to get some sleep."

After receiving news from Matouchi, Orange returned here immediately and used the mirror reflection principle of the Projection Mystic Eye to examine the internal structure of the familiar through the eyeball.

Just like they found Aruba, they found the location of the bomb monster.

"How can that be? We're partners! Partners should act together!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Matou Ike transformed into a swarm of insects like a black wind, directly engulfing Aozaki Touko and disappearing from the top floor.

As for the "corpse," it had already spontaneously combusted.

......

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! My eyes!"

At this moment, Kurami Ryuka was rolling around on the bed, clutching her head.

"Damn woman! You're next! Even if you're a witch, I'll still..."

He gritted his teeth, wishing he could erase her from his sight immediately.

What else do you want?

A voice came from the crack in the dark door.

"I'm going to kill that woman!"

"Is that so? Then I'll bring her to you. You can kill her."

what! ?

Who is speaking, and who am I talking to?

Kurami Ryuka finally realized that she was the only person in the room, and even in the midst of the Great Depression, this simple slum apartment building was rarely occupied.

He chose this place as his base because of this: Safe!

This voice sounds so familiar...

But he shouldn't be here...

send! _(┐?;?д?)ノ

There will only be one chapter today. I'm taking a break and will make up for it during the National Day holiday.

I'm a bit busy today, so I'll only be writing one chapter. I need to take a break.

Adding the two chapters owed from before and the one chapter owed today, plus two chapters of interest.

There are five chapters in total; I'll finish them during the National Day holiday.

Chapter 273 Corruption of Personality

The surrounding sounds suddenly disappeared, as if the world's noise had been muted.

The anger and pain that had just been echoing in my ears suddenly became distant and blurry, like a lingering shadow from a dream, coming from another world.

When Kurami Ryuka opened her eyes, she found herself in a silent space, where the air seemed to have frozen.

"This...where is this?"

He was somewhat bewildered. He raised his hand and touched his face. The pain had disappeared, and his eyes were no longer stinging.

The outline of the room seemed to gradually blur, and the surrounding furniture appeared to be swallowed into a dark abyss.

Everything that just happened—the bomb, the orange, the Matou Pond, the prayer, even the maddening pain—it all felt like a dream, no longer real.

Am I already dead?

Just as this thought crossed his mind, the floor beneath his feet suddenly made a soft thud.

He looked down and saw a dark expanse of water slowly spreading from his feet, gradually engulfing the place where he was standing.

The reflection in the water was that of the "deceased" Matou Ike, but the face looked strangely unfamiliar, resembling him yet unlike him—

Kurami Ryuka took a step back, but her steps were heavy, and her whole body felt as if it were stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move.

The shadow suddenly grinned:

"who are you?"

“Kurami Muru Xia”.

Who is Pingcang Guangliu?

"do not know."

Upon hearing this answer, Matou Ike and Aozaki Touko, who were standing in the simple rented room of the bomb demon, exchanged a glance and looked at each other somewhat bewildered.

The moment they broke into the room, they used coercive suggestion to control and hypnotize the twelve-year-old bomber.

Then he began to check the room for any hidden magical traces or traps, as well as anything that could identify the bomb-wielding demon.

In the end, they only found something that looked like a student ID under the bed in the room.

That's why the interrogation content mentioned earlier came about.

But now we've gotten this result: this guy seems to have forgotten his old name.

A moment later, the two continued to ask questions.

Why did you kill someone named Matou Ike?

Upon hearing this question, a struggle appeared on Kurami Ryuka's face, as if she was still consciously resisting despite the implied restraint.

His voice trailed off, "...Just yesterday...he stood beneath the shooting star...so dazzling, so magnificent..."

"Just because of this, you want to kill him?"

Matou Ike and Aozaki Touko were both somewhat puzzled.

Isn't this guy's jealousy a little too much?

"Yes, just like the protagonist in a play... But I'm the one who controls the future; I should be the one who shines the brightest."

"So you're going to kill him?"

"...No, no!!! How could I kill someone for this!"

There's hope! Aozaki Touko decides to press her advantage.

"So what did you originally intend to do?"

"I...I'm going to keep performing, gather enough characters on the stage I create, then make a mess of it, and finally turn the main characters from heroes into screaming, fleeing spectators...Matou Ike is a pretty good main character..."

The point of contention has finally emerged.

What Kurami Ryukatsu's deepest subconscious desire was not simply to kill Matou Ike, but to reduce Matou Ike to a supporting role.

"It sounds like you don't really want to kill Matou Ike?"

"...No, it was I who wanted to kill him. It was Kurami Ryuka who wanted to kill Matou Ike."

Upon hearing this, Orange frowned. Forced suggestion has a certain probability of causing mental confusion in the person being targeted, but this was the first time she had seen it like this.

Things have come full circle again.

She didn't know how to continue asking questions, but Matou Ike, who had been listening for a long time, finally spoke up.

"Since it was Kurami Ryūka who wanted to kill Matou Ike, then who are you who didn't want to kill Matou Ike?"

"...I am Kurami Ryuka."

Having said all that, Orange was almost ready to end the suggestive conversation, but Matou Ike continued to ask questions:

"And who is that sleek, empty-bottomed person?"

"do not know."

"Hirakura Hiroshi doesn't want to kill Matou Ike."

"Yes."

"Who is the Bomb Demon?" Matou Ike continued to press.

“Kurami Muruka and Pingkura Hikari”.

"How many bombers are there?"

"One."

At this point, Makiri Ike stopped asking questions and left the time to Aozaki Touko.

Orange simply repeated the logic she had just explained, and then asked about the cause and process of the whole incident.

Thus, they learned why the twelve-year-old bomber in front of them had a connection with Matou Ike, and about the relationship between Araya Souren and him.

"Dissociative identity disorder?" Matou Ike uttered his guess to Aozaki Touko, who was standing next to him.

"No." As an expert in dissociative identity disorder, and even capable of switching personalities on her own, Aozaki Touko directly denied this guess.

“If this guy has two personalities, then he also has two images deep in his subconscious.” Orange paused, then continued:

“In extreme cases, there might even be two layers of spiritual barriers, but that can only be constructed by magicians. Even if others interfere, they cannot complete the construction of the spiritual barrier. This is a matter of principle.”

Matou Ike nodded, understanding what Aozaki Touko meant.

The fundamental principles of the magician's world refer to the basic laws governing everything under the magician, the fundamental rules governing the normal operation of the world.

Furthermore, this ability to interfere with spirit magic is currently being used as an omnipotent wish-granting machine in Fuyuki.

"However, it's somewhat like personality corruption, retaining all memories while forgetting the original self. Then, a new personality is rebuilt on the ruins, which can be artificially intervened to form."

Orange took off her glasses, wiped the dust off with the corner of her clothes, sighed softly, and gave her guess.

"It's possible that Xuanwu Haoyue did it."

"Perhaps. If it were him, he would indeed be capable of doing such a thing."

Matou Ike shook his head and looked around the room again, but found no suspicious traces.

All that could be found was a pile of garbage and debris, with a large amount of food packaging standing out the most.