Magician in Type-Moon

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Matou Ike paused for a moment, then spoke again: "You don't still have any expectations of your biological father, that guy named Asagami Hafuu, do you?"

Ignoring Asagami Fujino's distraught state, Matou Ike continued:

"That guy, just because he thinks that in the modern world where superhuman families are declining, Asagami's superpowers should not be passed down, has put you in this miserable situation for such a simple reason."

At this moment, Angra Mainyu bit Matou Ike's clothes with his teeth and tugged at them, his eyes saying, "Do you have to go crazy over such a little girl?"

Matou Ike lightly kicked him and retorted with her eyes, "What do you know, you dog? Watch me do it."

"You don't actually want to ask your mother, Asagami Mayuki, if she knows about this, do you? Are you really confused or just pretending? As a mother who lives with her child every day, even if she's very oblivious, she couldn't possibly miss such an obvious abnormality in her child, could she?"

Matou Ike's amber eyes gleamed as she quietly admired Asagami Fujino's slightly trembling body.

"So what are you still expecting? Oh, right, since this is our first transaction, I can give you a little tip."

Matou Ike blinked.

“My boss has some business dealings with a company called Asagami Construction. Over time, the boss of Asagami Construction has learned some things about our side of the business.”

Immediately afterward, Matou Ike chuckled softly, emphasizing certain words.

"After learning that we were experts in handling 'abnormal' situations, the owner of Asagami Construction immediately entrusted us with a task. I think it was about two months ago."

Matou Ike suddenly paused, seemingly recalling what had happened, and then said to Asagami Fujino, whose eyes had closed at some point:

"Although leaking the details of a client's request is very unethical, you are 'special.' If you want to know, telling you isn't out of the question. After all, it's difficult for me to handle things when the client is so confused!"

Matou Ike speaks very slowly, almost one word at a time, and her pronunciation is exceptionally clear.

But when these clear words reached Fujino's mind, they sounded like demonic voices from hell.

It gradually eroded her psychological defenses.

In Matou Ike's eyes, Asagami Fujino is now someone who stands apart from the mainstream.

Common sense doesn't apply to someone like her.

There are many people who cannot adapt to society, but her very existence was unable to adapt to this society from the very beginning.

She shouldn't exist, no, she can't exist.

But the instinct to survive is something deeply rooted in everyone's consciousness, and Asagami Fujii wanted to better adapt to this society.

She could only put herself in a shell that looked similar to the general public.

But this kind of shell cannot be built by one person, just as a person's life cannot contain only the traces of himself.

Every life is a tapestry woven from different people and things, so each person's life belongs not only to themselves.

Asagami Fujino's shell doesn't belong to her alone.

It is something woven together from a multitude of illusions.

Only by completely breaking through this shell can the person named Asagami Fujino and her ability called the Twisted Mystic Eyes be truly revealed in their complete form.

Matou Ike doesn't have the ability to feel other people's pain, so he can't pretend to empathize, and he can't even fake it.

Therefore, the approach of acting as a psychologist to guide the other person out of this situation was rejected.

While doing so might yield a pair of twisted blue demonic eyes, it's far too slow.

He needs to speed things up.

The quickest way is naturally to tear open the shell woven from illusions.

"Please stop, stop...please, stop...it hurts...it really hurts..."

Asagami Fujino was kneeling on the ground, trembling, her face pressed against the floor, her hands covering her chest.

Asagami Fujino didn't understand what this feeling was; it was something she had never experienced before.

If you haven't experienced something, then all you'll know is pain.

So this is what pain feels like...

Mom once said that it's okay to cry when you're in pain, so now, Fujino, can you cry?

On her doll-like, serene face, only her eyes seemed to be on the verge of tears.

"But you can't feel any pain at all. Don't forget you have analgesia, Asagami-kun."

"Shut up! I told you to shut up, don't you understand?!"

A strange emotion suddenly welled up inside me; something was about to emerge!

He suddenly raised his head, and the look in his eyes as he stared at Matou Ike was unusual.

There was no emotion in those eyes that shone with spirals.

Splash! Fresh blood splattered out as if it had been poured from a bucket onto the floor.

The bloodstains splattered on the floor of the room looked like some kind of work of art.

Asagami Fujino watched this scene with bright, sparkling eyes the whole time.

—The corners of her mouth twisted into an indescribable shape.

“Twistrate it,” she murmured.

She didn't know how many times she had uttered the same sound.

A friend once told her that words repeated too often become a curse.

"It's absolutely stunning!"

Fujino didn't understand what Matou Ike was talking about; this guy was clearly on the verge of death...

"...You're really crazy."

This is the only explanation Asagami Fujino can give.

Asagami Fujino repeatedly murmured to herself.

Asagami Fujino's gaze distorted, and the axes set on Matou Ike's head and feet rotated in opposite directions—

Matouchi's body was twisted into a ball like a rag.

They'll probably get all twisted up.

With his left arm, dripping blood, hanging limply at his side, Matou Ike slowly spoke:

"...Intangible beauty is hard to see with the naked eye, but I happen to have eyes that can see beautiful things. Your vision is a spiral of green and red."

"You're asking for...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Fujino noticed that her body, which had been twisted and exploded into blood and foam, was now covered with a dense swarm of insects.

Translucent white worms wriggled in the pool of blood, crawling onto the man before them and turning into minced meat to replenish his mangled body.

"Who are you?"

"Just an ordinary magician who loves fairness and justice."

Matou Ike's lips moved slightly. He had been staring into Asagami Fujino's eyes for a long time, and that was enough time.

"Now that you have prepared goods that are attractive to me, let's begin our transaction."

"What did you say?"

Asagami Fujino couldn't understand the man's thought process, which was beyond jumping around; it could only be described as blinking.

She could only keep distorting what she could see, but the man's body was simply impossible to kill completely.

In Fujino's mind, a panoramic view of the entire Asagami mansion beneath the dark clouds appeared.

She endured the burning sensation in her brain, as if it were about to melt, and set up a rotating axis beneath the foundation of the mansion—bending it.

Boom!

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap, followed.

"Did you make it?"

Fujino realized that she could no longer see anything.

Is it because you're overusing your eyes?

Fujino herself didn't know either.

Did he still use this nasty ability to kill people?

It was pitch black all around, but something felt really wrong.

"These eyes are so beautiful. Since you don't like them, why not just sell them to me? Name your price."

Chapter 286 Three Choices (Two Combined)

Fujino was startled, and an indescribable fear welled up in her heart.

She felt as if her eyes were being covered by an invisible hand, and everything around her was plunged into complete darkness.

The loud noise still echoed in her ears, but her vision was now completely dark, as if the world had been cut in two.

"what do you want to do?"

"I am a magician, and I intend to buy your eyes."

With a loud bang, Fujino heard the sound of thunder falling.

It turned out that what had just happened was not a building collapsing, but a sudden clap of thunder in the sky.

"Buy my eyes? Are you kidding me?" She tried to remain calm and make her voice sound firmer.

However, the fear in his heart could not be concealed, and his body trembled slightly.

“I never joke with people, especially rare ones like you.”

"You can't live a normal life. There's a limit to how much you should worry, Asagami Fujino. You need to face reality. You were always one of us, weren't you?"

Matou Ike's voice was calm, but there was a chilling coldness about it.

So—stop dreaming about an ordinary life.

His fingers lightly glide over the medicine bottle in his palm, as if he were toying with something unimportant.

...This statement, in a sense, is an absolute blow.