“……So Lin isn’t a Magician?”
“Yes, though I don’t know how Shun came to that misunderstanding……”
Lin smiled in confusion. In comparison to Morisaki who was struggling to lower his guard and still spoke in a stiff tone, Lin freely referred to Morisaki as “Shun” and embraced him as a friend.
Was this the poise that came with maturity?
Morisaki pondered this as he peeked at Lin’s face.
He felt that Lin was a beautiful young woman.
Normally, a person’s appearance would be beautified when observed from a distance, but in her case, seeing her from up close was just the same and may be even more bewitching. This might be due to her rich array of expressions that never appeared twice – that was the conclusion Morisaki drew from his limited life experiences.
“Ah, maybe it’s because of this?”
Lin said this as she pulled a necklace out from before her chest.
With the top button left undone, soft cleavage danced in and out of sight. Morisaki’s heart raced at this scene just as blood suffused his face, but Lin appeared to be entirely unaware.
“What is that?”
“It’s a magic talisman.”
“Ah?”
“A magic talisman. Wearing this reduces attention from other people. This was made during the age when abductions ran rampant for a variety of reasons and was crafted as a protective charm to ward against being targeted by evildoers…… It’s a bona fide artifact.”
Modern magic was created from the research and systemization of Ancient Magic. In that context, Morisaki was aware that among the objects referred to as magic talismans, there was many an “artifact” that could actually release a magical effect.
On the other hand, it was also true that fakes which were nothing more than decorations had flooded the market in numbers that were dozens of times greater than the true artifacts. Given that Morisaki was a young Magician who focused solely on modern magic, it should be no surprise that he bore a suspicious impression of objects like “magic talismans”.
Yet right now, Morisaki was not questioning Lin’s words.
Her smile seemed to dispel the skeptical thoughts being raised in Morisaki’s mind.
The question that floated into Morisaki’s brain was another one altogether.
“You’re not a Magician but you carry a magic talisman?”
When Morisaki asked this question with a perfectly straight face, Lin suddenly wore a flustered expression.
“Oh…… Well, this was something a friend gave me to “ward away stalkers”.”
“Stalkers...... So you ran into something like this in the past?”
“Uh…… Well, kind of.”
“Then were those guys earlier……? No, I said I wouldn’t pry. Sorry.”
Seeing Morisaki abidingly refrain from questioning her any further, Lin secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
“……Still, this doesn’t seem to work against those guys any longer.”
Morisaki’s attention was already turning to the attackers from earlier.
His diligent personality saved Lin just now.
“……Nor is it effective against Shun. Are Magicians just special?”
This question was angled in a different direction than the dialogue Morisaki was constructing.
If asked in the days of old, he would probably have puffed his chest and answered with a nod in the affirmative.
He believed he was special. His status as a Magician was a source of great pride, just as he was confident that even among his peers he was a particularly talented Magician. Although the results of the Nine Schools Competition ran counter to his hopes, he was of the belief that had the other team not treacherously broken the rules, he should have been able to achieve results befitting his own confidence without relying on that strategist who only had wily tricks up his sleeve for assistance.
However, for some reason, the current Morisaki was unable to affirm Lin’s words.
“……I don’t think there’s a great difference, since magic is a human ability after all. Lin’s magic talisman is an object that allows people to use magic powers. In that context, there’s nothing different than a Magician’s arts.”
“Hm…… That makes sense when you put it that way. Magicians are human beings just like us.”
Lin was unaware that her words formed an opinion that separated “Magicians” and “non-Magicians” into two racial groups.
Fortunately, Morisaki missed that nuance.
Morisaki was adamant about avoiding areas with few people, so the two of them ultimately spent their time in the restaurant in front of the bus station until the person Lin was waiting for made contact. The one who initiated the conversation was always Lin with Morisaki largely only agreeing with her, but neither felt the time was ill spent.
Just as Morisaki expected, they never caught sight of any suspicious individuals afterward. Yet, occasional opportunities allowed him to feel various auras watching them from a distance in all directions.
At this point, Lin’s expression suddenly tightened in anxiety as she pulled out her information terminal before Morisaki’s questioning eyes. Apparently, her point of contact had sent her an e-mail.
However, how should he explain why Lin tensed instead of relaxing when the person they were waiting for made contact? Morisaki was quite bewildered by this.
Could it be that the person they were waiting for was one of Lin’s “enemies”? Morisaki hoped that Lin was at least able to explain that to him – or perhaps come clean.
“Directly beneath the Rainbow Bridge.”
Lin spoke with a tight expression on her face.
“A boat will be dispatched to pick me up.”
“……Let’s go.”
Directly beneath the Rainbow Bridge that the other individual spoke of probably referred to the square next to the bridge’s foundations. On a normal weekday, that was a location inundated with visitors. Morisaki urged Lin to stand and reached out his hand towards the terminal set on the table’s surface.
However, Lin beat him to the punch by a hair and placed her card on top of the terminal first.
“Plainly a high school student yet you dare to pick up the tab for an older woman. Far. Too. Brazen.”
Using her index finger, Lin punctuated each word with a poke on Morisaki’s forehead, eliciting a furious blush on his part.
Lin’s originally tensed face was now exchanged with a composed smile.
Taking the main road would be faster, but Morisaki purposefully chose the winding paths leading through the park. He believed that the magic used earlier to ward away pedestrians and vehicles would have a much harder time in the park where most people stood still compared to the constantly moving flow of people on the streets.
He was not cognizant that this lengthened the time he spent with Lin.
At the very least, his surface thoughts did not venture into this territory.
Morisaki also requested that she place her necklace into her purse. Under the current conditions, spells that diverted other people’s attention would only achieve the opposite effect.
Logically speaking, this was the right idea. However – this unfortunately brought them to unexpected trouble.
Currently, a human wall was erected in front of Morsaki and Lin.
The human wall was thick enough that it could even block the free kick from a professional soccer player.
Alas, in terms of wardrobe, appearance, and all assorted factors, these individuals were a far cry from the refreshing air found on athletes. To put it bluntly, they looked more like hoodlums.
Though there might be a few minute differences here and there, the majority of them wore similar garb. Most of their naked torsos were only covered by leather vests whereas metal rings covered above and below their wrists and elbows.
Their vests reminded people of a lizard’s scales and their surface texture reflected the metallic scales that were popular three years ago among the “small crowds”. Compared to the usual bulletproof and anti-piercing fibers, this composite material boasted gigantic leaps in improvement in both protection and shock resistance. However, since the air permeability was terrible, forget wearing this outdoors in summer, even wearing this in a heated indoor environment during winter would cause someone to sweat like a horse, thereby deeming this product a failure. The overwhelming majority of the young men in front of them kept the front unzipped, though even the sleeveless vests looked to be quite warm indeed. Given that this completely defeats the purpose of blocking frontal stabs or shots, the only conclusion that could be drawn was that this was a fashion statement from the past that was stylish but impractical.
The metal rings around their wrists utilized EMS – muscle amplifiers that stimulated the muscles through electric currents. Training devices that utilized EMS were an early form of technology that existed back in the 1960s, but in the modern age, other electric currents have been introduced to successfully raise the speed for muscle contraction. These rings were normally used for medicinal purposes during rehabilitation, but could also be used to easily improve punching power, making it a popular choice among disreputable street fighters.
Several of the young men wore AR goggles over both eyes. The metallic straps attached to the goggles were covered with sensory devices which appeared to be equipped with light capture processes. These processes normally emitted a directional signal once objects approached within a predetermined distance but were not something that could be wielded at will by casual users. In short, this was also probably a fashion statement.
This martial (?) style that emphasized physical appearance was the telltale feature of the delinquent gang who styled themselves “Fight Club”. Standing in front of the two people who came to a halt, the group of young men never stopped leering at them.
Not a word was uttered.
Morisaki slipped an arm around Lin’s shoulder and sought to retrace their footsteps.
Several people let out wolf whistles.
The human wall moved with an astonishing level of organization and surrounded the two of them in a veritable human fence.
“—We are in a hurry, please let us pass.”
“Ah hah, please don’t say that. How about playing with us?”
“Yeah, yeah, compared to that little man, we know what the really fun things are.”
Lin sought to peacefully defuse the situation, but the young men only tightened the noose while making disgusting sounds that were displeasing to the ear.
“We’re really in a hurry—“
“It’s no use, these guys never planned to listen our words in the first place.”
Morisaki stopped Lin’s continued attempt at persuasion.
“Ho ho, telling it like a big man.”
“Though it’s true that we’re not here to talk.”
Crude laughter drifted in from their surroundings.
“Little man, let’s cut to the chase.”
“Leave the job of guiding her to us, you’re free to go. Now scram!”
A young man who must be the leader of this gang changed his tone from friendly to threatening from the rear of the crowd – which happened to be right in front of these two. He was a head taller than Morisaki and the T-shirt he wore was missing sleeves that appeared to be ripped off, revealing a pair of biceps with thick muscles rising and falling. His arm was covered from hand to shoulder with silver geometric shapes which served the same purpose as the muscle amplifiers in boosting muscle contraction speed (though the results were questionable). A swarthy waist and sturdy thighs clearly denoted a physique that did not belong on someone with a passing fancy.
In response to the look that did not stretch the term ugly, Morisaki wore a light smirk on his face.
“What’s so funny……?”
“Nothing, pardon my manners.”
The young man’s low tone grew evening more threatening. However, Morisaki still wore a mocking expression as his choice of words grew scathing.
“I could understand if this was Shibuya or Ikebukuro, but I never imaged I could run into endangered species like yourselves in Ariake.”
“……What a fascinating guy.”
“You should be satisfied with blowing one round of hot air, no? We’re actually pressed for time, so could you let us pass?”
“……Looks like you need to learn a lesson in pain.”
The young man shifted his weight to the tips of his toes. Seeing this, Morsaki slightly shifted his right shoulder backwards.
The vest that opened forward moved slightly.
“Takashi-ni, this guy is a Magician!”
The movement must have revealed the handle of the CAD being held in the hidden holster. A young man to Morisaki’s right side shouted out a warning.
The circle surrounding the two of them backed off a bit. With one notable exception, they had grown fearful.
“There’s nothing to be afraid of!”
The sole exception – the “Takashi” who served as the leader exhorted his comrades onward.
“I know as well, Magician.”
The corners of his mouth twisted as he looked down upon Morisaki in a theatrical manner. This didn’t seem like bravado, so perhaps he warranted a tiny hint of praise.
“Your guys’ magic is on the same level as guns, right? You would be arrested and imprisoned if you use magic on an unarmed person, right?”
Morisaki silently looked upon the young man.
The young man continued onward with a gusto.
“A Magician who cannot use magic is nothing more than a wooden doll. What did you think that sort of empty hot air was going to do? Ah ha ha ha!”
The youth let out a foolish bray of laughter to which Morisaki returned a merciless smile up at him.
“You who face extinction, dare you put that to the test?”
“……What did you say?”
“I said, do you want to test whether we Magicians are nothing more than wooden dolls without our magic, you pretentious scoundrel.”
“Ha…… Hey, none of you interfere.”
The leader of the endangered species who styled themselves the “Fight Club” turned his face back from a jigsaw mess to his normal expression (as ugly as it was). He raised his fists before spreading his legs to lower his center of gravity, hereby adopting a fighting stance.
Seeing this, Morisaki also wiped away the derisive smirk on his face and allowed his backpack to slide off one shoulder. He raised both fists in front of his face and lightly starting hopping in place.
“Wooden doll, let’s dance.”
“I accept, superficial scum. However, you touch her at your own peril. I will make you all regret being born into this world.”
“You’re just a little man, but that mouth of yours…… Has spunk!”
That sentence served as a declaration of hostilities.
Like a whip, an upward kick was sent hurtling towards Morisaki’s face.
In order to protect Lin right behind him, Morisaki could not evade to the back.
Instead, he lowered his head to duck beneath the swirling kick.
“Takashi” adroitly pulled back the upward kick and sent the leg pummeling downwards to Morisaki’s head.
Rather than calling this a hook kick, this was more like an ax kick.
Morisaki rose in the direction of his kick and narrowly avoided the blow.
The other man’s face changed.
The moment the leg touched the ground, he immediately let fly a lightning fast punch.
Morisaki deflected it with one hand.
Forward kick, mid punch, low kick, mid kick, sweeping kick, revolving elbow…… A swift combination of attacks showed that this young man was not just shooting his mouth and his moves were not just cheap imitations. Based on these movements, he had probably undergone the entire training regime for karate under special tutelage.
Yet, all of his blows were being entirely dodged or neutralized by Morisaki.
Frustration was starting to mount on “Takashi’s” face.
He sought to decide the fight in one blow and telegraphed a long range hook punch towards Morisaki’s chin.
Morisaki was not going to let this opening pass by.
Stepping forward, he directed a left jab towards “Takashi’s” face.
No, the force behind the punch was a direct punch rather than a jab.
If his fists have not been thoroughly trained, the force of the punch might readily damage his own hand, but Morisaki never wavered and sent a well-trained right palm strike inside the enemy’s guard.
“Takashi” wavered and fell rear first onto the ground.
He was utterly astounded at being taken to the floor in two blows by someone who was an entire head shorter than he was.
Morisaki sent a mocking smile at the older man looking up at him with “disbelief” written all over his face.
“Damn, that was slow. That sort of speed might get you through a street brawl, but you don’t have a chance against us combat Magicians.”
The other young man probably could not grasp the meaning behind Morisaki’s declaration.
The young man was unable to accept a reality where a Magician who relied entirely on a cheating ability like “magic” somehow possessed greater physical prowess than someone like him who had undergone rigorous training.
In systematic magic, there were the Four Great Systems and Eight Major Types, one of which was Acceleration-Type Magic.
This sort of magic was not just used to accelerate or decelerate an object, but could also be used on the caster.
A Magician who cast personal acceleration magic would normally become accustomed to operating at the upper speed limits of what the senses can handle. This was a speed that could not be comprehended by people without magic.
In truth, the speed that professional racers experienced on the race track was a velocity that they frequently encountered at school, on the practice field outside of school, during competitions, and in combat.
Blows that professional fights would deem “fast” were practically slow motion in their consciousness.
Morisaki picked up his backpack and grasped Lin’s hand.
He had no inclination to continue dealing with the “endangered species” who refused to accept reality.
Furthermore, even though they hadn’t wasted too much time, there was no denying that this was the longer route.
Nonetheless – Lin quickly thrusted away Morisaki’s hand.
Before Morisaki’s shocked gaze stood Lin as she seemed to stare in surprise at her own actions.
The mind ground to a halt as their limbs seemed to be frozen in time.
Seeing Morisaki freeze, the young men reached out their hands towards Lin instead of taking action against him.
Grab ahold of her hand, pull her entire body over, and then press a knife against her face – that was probably their plan of action. Yet, this desperation ploy was rendered obsolete before they even reached the phase of pulling Lin over to them.
Behavior patterns that had been deeply engrained into his subconscious overcame his brain’s rigidity and spurred Morisaki’s body into action on reflex.
In a smooth motion like flowing water, Morisaki drew the CAD from his bosom.
By the time the “muzzle” was aimed correctly, the standby phase for the CAD had already been disabled.
The time Morisaki spent hesitating over using magic could be measured in milliseconds.
The young men were all struck in the head and keeled over on the ground.
Some of them fell on soft parts of the body and started to bleed, but Morisaki’s “reflex” never stopped.
By the time Morisaki recovered his wits, the only people standing at the scene were her and himself.
And one other person.
The young man who had his seat glued to the ground was spared being knocked unconscious.
Morisaki turned an emotionless eye, one that had not reawakened his feelings, on the young man.
“Y…… You damnable monster! Don’t come over here! Don’t come over here!”
The youth remained prone on the round and reached a hand into one of his pockets before plucking something out and throwing it.
Seeing that the opened switch knife harmlessly flew off into an inconsequential direction, Morisaki once more reached out a hand to Lin.
This time – Lin grasped his hand.
And so, the two of them silently ran hand-in-hand all the way to the appointed place where the boat should be waiting.
There were no further obstacles along the way. As befitting the waterside square in a park, many couples were about. Many spared a glance at the two people that had a carried a different air about them before turning their eyes away as it was none of their business.
Lin stood on the small pier where the ferries docked and looked out towards the sea. The hands that connected the two of them naturally parted here.
“……Shun.”
After a lengthy silence, Lin softly called out to Morisaki.
“What is it, Lin?”
Lin kept her eyes on the sea and did not turn her head.
“Do Magicians…… have a thirst for battle?”
Lin did not look at Morisaki’s face and made sure that he could see her face as she asked this question.
“Lin?”
“Do Magicians…… have a thirst for battle? Do they like hurting others? Do they hunger for danger? Do they desire to display abilities that normal people do not possess?”
Lin’s volume was slightly elevated, giving Morisaki the impression she was reprimanding him.
“……Are you upset?”
“I’m not upset! I’m furious!”
In short, she’s upset, right? This thought ran across Morisaki’s mind, but he wasn’t calm enough to actually retort.
When Lin turned to face him, her eyes were brimming with tears.
“……It is not because Magicians thirst for battle. At the very least, I dislike hurting others.”
Lin’s expression and the tears threatening to burst from her eyes put enormous pressure on Morisaki.
“Then why did you aggravate him?”
“Because that wasn’t someone you can talk down!”
Yet, Morisaki had his own reasons. He did not believe he made the wrong decision. Perhaps there was an even better solution, but Morisaki believed that he had also handled the situation fairly well.
“In that case, we can still flee! There was no need to defeat everyone, all we had to do was use magic to escape! We also had the option of calling for help. I don’t think that fighting was the only option we had.”
“That……”
Morisaki was unable to say anything because he knew Lin’s words made sense.
But –
“Maybe we could have ran away at the time. However, those guys might have called in more companions. Also, there is no way of knowing if the earlier crowd was going to show up either. There was no need to take on unnecessary risk, so if the opportunity presented itself to crush the enemy then it should be taken.”
--Even so, he was not going to back down.
“Why is fighting the only thing you think about! Why is it that everyone who isn’t with us is against us!?”
“Magicians are not superheroes! It’s not like in the TV dramas, where there’s a logical solution for everything!”
This principle, along with the fundamentals of the bodyguard business, was drilled into Morisaki by the uncle that was closest to him in age.
Magicians are not superheroes.
Magicians did not possess the power to do whatever they pleased.
Thus, do not hesitate when pulling the trigger.
Calmly differentiate between enemy and ally.
The techniques of the Morisaki Family and Morisaki Shun the person, neither was strong enough that they were still able to safeguard their target of protection after an enemy had launched their attack.
“—I am unable to show mercy to my enemies. I’m not incredible.”
“Shun……”
When Lin saw Morisaki gritting his teeth with a pained expression his face, the tumultuous emotion in her eyes faded.
With a warm expression on her face, she reached out and took hold of Morisaki’s hand.
“Lin……”
Morisaki allowed Lin to grasp his hand, but didn’t match her gaze as he murmured to himself.
“Do you also think…… that Magicians are monsters? Do you believe that Magicians are monsters that wield powers beyond human limits? That Magicians are able to grant any wish like Deus ex machina?”
“Shun……”
“Magicians…… are also human beings.”
“Shun…… are you afraid of fighting?”
“……I’m terrified. Regardless of whether its guns, blades, fists, magic…… I’m scared of them all.”
“Then why do you fight? You are obviously a high school student, why do you take on a dangerous job like being a bodyguard?”
“That’s because…… I possess a power that I was born to carry……”
“Shun, I don’t think that you have to do dangerous things simply because you’re a Magician or because you possess magic. Since you’re terrified, then why don’t you just stop……? Magicians are human beings too, right?”
Morisaki’s face was clearly faltering.
Terror and hope were stirred together among the maze of confusion.
With a protective smile, Lin continued to watch over Morisaki.
Amid all the couples at this location, their actions were not particularly conspicuous.
Still, based on what was about to ensue, the two of them were overly focused on the conversation.
Lin was the one who noticed that something was awry.
“Shun…… Isn’t this strange?”
“Lin?”
“I get the feeling that no one has been looking at us for a while……”
If this phrase had originated from one of Morisaki’s peers, he would have explained it as being “overly self-aware”. Yet, these words coming from someone as beautiful as Lin carried an entirely different context.
“Lin, you aren’t using that necklace, are you?”
“Ah? Yeah…… That’s why it’s so strange. I’m plainly not using that, but I feel just like as if I’m using it……”
“Lin, sorry.”
“Ah!”
Morisaki suddenly clasped Lin to his chest.
At the same time, he swiftly surveyed their surroundings.
Even after performing such an outrageous (in his eyes) motion, no one paid them the slightest heed.
No one even glanced at them.
Morisaki let go of Lin and began hunting for the hint of magic.
Although there was no way to be sure, there was definitely a vague aura enveloping them.
“What is it? What’s going on?”
“Quiet!”
Morisaki dropped his backpack and pulled out a thick bracelet from within before wearing it on his left wrist.
Then, he removed an empty holster and hung that from the pocket around the right side of his waist.
Completely abandoning the “low-key” approach, he was preparing for battle.
As if on cue, men dressed in pitch black and wearing dark sunglasses materialized all around them and half surrounded Morisaki and Lin. This was practically straight out of the urban legends surrounding the MIB.
Morisaki gritted his teeth.
He should have known ahead of time that the enemy would use mental interference magic.
(……The time for regret is later!)
Morisaki told himself in encouragement.
One of the men in black stepped in front of the two of them.
The gaze hidden behind those dark shades was not directed at Lin, but at Morisaki instead.
“……We are from the Intelligence Control Agency.”
The man pulled out a black card holder with those words.
He opened it to show Morisaki.
There was indeed the mark of the Department of the Interior’s Intelligence Control Agency inside, as proven by the special print that changed color and shape depending on the light’s refraction. Morisaki was aware that the changing shape carried a hypnotic effect so he immediately averted his gaze after verifying its authenticity.
The corners of the man’s mouth twitched upwards as he stored the document in his breast pocket.
“We will take responsibility for protecting Miss Richardson. What happens beyond here is official business, so please leave immediately.”
Morisaki was on the verge of nodding in reply when he realized Lin behind him had a white-knuckled grip on his vest.
“Lin, are you going with them?”
Lin furiously shook her head in response to Morisaki’s inquiry.
Morisaki turned his eyes forward and gazed into the eyes of the man in black – or more like his sunglasses.
“Permit me to refuse.”
His conveyance left little room for misinterpretation.
“I’ve already said this was official business……”
“This is a mission of protection, isn't it? In that case, you have no right to override the decision of the person in question and enforce your own will on the matter. Or do you all have a warrant? Not that “Internal Affairs” has the right to make arrests, of course.”
The man in black revealed a smile that said “you’ve forced my hand” and turned to look to his side.
That was the signal.
Gun muzzles appeared from the men’s sleeves.
Throwing his left arm around Lin’s waist, Morisaki used his right hand to operate the bracelet and jumped for the water’s surface.
Lin gave out a shriek.
The sounds of compressed air being fired and short needles shredding through the air were covered by her cries.
The darts from the tranquilizer rifles passed above the two figures who had leaped to one side.
Morisaki activated Move-Type Magic while in mid-air.
They stopped falling as they approached sea level and bounded to the next pier.
At the same time that he moved Lin to a kneeling position, Morisaki also dropped his own stance and set his bracelet to standby mode.
In the next instant, he had pulled out the handgun-shaped CAD from his breast.
He had confirmed 8 enemies when they had been surrounded.
Of which 2 were Magicians.
The enemies’ identities were extinguished from his mind.
The sole idea that occupied his thoughts was to protect the young woman behind him.
The notion of “escape” never crossed his mind.
His fear of battle had already faded.
Nor was he afraid of being watched by terrifying eyes.
He will strike down the enemy to protect others.
That was the only option in his mind.
First, Morisaki acted to disable the enemy Magicians and clicked the trigger twice.
Following that, one deep groan could be heard.
Confirming results. One down and the other warded it off.
Morisaki saw the enemy Magician operating a CAD with his fingers.
He also saw the muzzle of tranquilizer rifles pointed towards him.
With the speed of a stage magician employing his tricks, Morisaki returned the handgun-shaped CAD to the holster around his waist and disabled the standby mode on the bracelet-shaped CAD he wore.
He could feel that the enemy’s Acceleration-Type Magic was beginning to have an effect on him.
However, Morisaki ignored that magic.
He was calling the Activation Sequence for Area of Effect Move-Type Magic.
Morisaki used “Stillness” Magic to catch the incoming needles fired by compressed air.
Horizontal Acceleration-Type Magic rushed towards Morisaki’s body.
His feet left the ground and fell towards the water.
Lin stretched out her upper torso and called for Morisaki.
The men in black swarmed towards her.
The “gun” popped out of the water.
Holding the CAD that bore a resemblance to a handgun in his right hand, Morisaki began to float upwards thanks to the breath he inhaled earlier and aimed at the Magician to the enemy’s rear.
Magic was activated.
The “opposing” Magician was caught off guard by Morisaki’s surprise attack and struck unconscious.
Following that, Morisaki once again changed the Specialized CAD in his hand to standby mode and activated the powers set in the Generalized CAD. He sank into the water while operating the number pad and activated Acceleration-Type Magic.
Morisaki burst through the water in a manner that would turn a dolphin green with envy, no, that even a dolphin could not hope to match.
His wrists overlapped with the right hand over the left as he aimed the Specialized CAD in this manner at the enemy while turning off the power of the Generalized CAD. Pumping his psions into the Specialized CAD, Morisaki pulled the trigger six times in the air.
Morisaki was unable to completely neutralize his descending force and had to immediately fall into a roll upon coming into contact with the cement.
As his body descended to the earth, all of the men in black collapsed as well.
“Shun, Shun! Are you alright?”
Lin knelt next to Morisaki as he lay prone on the ground and desperately called out to him.
“I’m fine.”
Morisaki opened his eyes and nodded. Maintaining his current position, he temporarily regulated his breathing before sitting up.
“Ouch!”
However, he immediately fell to one knee when he attempted to stand.
“Shun?”
“It’s nothing…… I just twisted my ankle.”
By the time he said this, cold sweat beaded his temple.
Lin looked around them for help. The mental interference magic that blocked other people from noticing them had already been disabled. Many sightseers or couples out on a date were watching them from afar.
They were just watching them from a sizeable distance with an uncomfortable look in their eyes.
Their eyes were focused on Morisaki’s left hand.
On the bracelet-shaped CAD that signified his status as a Magician.
Lin knew that the people around them were whispering among themselves.
Not a single person approached them.
Morisaki gave up on trying to stand and sat down with legs splayed out.
“Lin, has the appointed boat arrived yet?”
“Huh? Ah…… I think it’s that one.”
“I see……”
A small vessel was drawing closer. It was a swift boat that didn’t draw much water and could be used either on the river or at sea.
“I’m sorry, it’s all because of me……”
Morisaki said “Don’t worry about it” to the drooping Lin.
“Forget about it, so long as Lin is safe and sound. I can finally relax now that I’ve kept my promise.”
This was not the sound of bravado, but of earnest satisfaction that welled forth from the heart.
“Why……?”
“Why indeed……”
Morisaki used a reply that was not a reply to answer Lin’s question that was not a question.
“Maybe it’s just as Lin said.”
Still, even if her question was incomplete, Morisaki largely understood what Lin wanted to ask.
“Our magic is a tool developed for battle…… We Magicians were assembled with this in our hearts, so it may be true that we have a thirst for battle and are only tools used for battle.”
Morisaki’s soliloquy seemed to have entirely abandoned his own sense of self and prompted tears to appear in Lin’s eyes when she heard this.
“I’m sorry, Shun, I’m so sorry……”
Lin burst into tears as she lowered her head and repeatedly choked out apologies.
“Lin? Why are you apologizing? Why are you crying……?”
Bewildered, Morisaki asked Lin the reason behind her tears and apologies, but his mind was calm and at peace to the point that even he was astounded.
“I’m sorry. I said something so terrible, I’m sorry……”
“Lin?”
Morisaki was flabbergasted.
He had no idea what to say.
Nor did he have any clue what to do.
Unfortunately, up until this moment, no one had ever taught him what to do under these circumstances.
“Don’t call yourself a tool. Shun always protected me regardless of the danger. Compared to those who only watch other people suffering without lifting a finger, Shun is much more humane.”
Morisaki managed to connect Lin’s broken words that came between her sobs –
--and his heart swelled with pride.
“I’m…… ashamed of myself. Just then, I was exactly like those people in that I also felt somewhere in my heart that Magicians were disgusting and were different creatures than myself. That’s why…… Shun…… I’m sorry……”
“Don’t worry about it too much.”
Morisaki’s words were spoken in a steady tone. More so than the literal words themselves, this served to help encourage Lin and caused her to raise her head.
“I am very satisfied that I was able to assist Lin. For me, today was a very meaningful day.”
Just as Morisaki had no idea what Lin was hiding, neither did Lin knew the inner struggles Morisaki was facing.
Before a rather perplexed Lin, Morisaki revealed a pleasant smile.
“Lin, the boat’s here.”
Morisaki’s words prompted Lin to turn her body.
Just as he said, the small vessel had docked. Two men wearing suites bowed deeply to Lin.
“Lin, please go ahead. I’ll be alright after I sit here a little longer.”
“Huh, but……”
“Go on. They might attack again later.”
“……I know. Shun, thank you very much.”
There was no kiss of goodbye.
To say that there were no expectations involved would be a lie, but not progressing in that direction may actually be for the better. This fulfilling “reality” would not be tarnished. Rather than pushing himself, this was how Morisaki truly felt.
The only regret he had was that he could only sit there and watch her leave.
Lin waved from the boat, to which Morisaki raised a hand from his sitting posture in response.
This was rather improper, but Morisaki felt that this was probably more like his style.
“Meilin-sama, thank goodness you’re alright.”
“Yes, that’s because that young man saved me.”
On board the vessel that had left the shoreline, Lin wore a radically different and cold expression as she called out a name to one of the men who came to welcome her and nodded in agreement.
At this moment, an older gentleman with a head full of white hair appeared.
“Meilin-sama…… To visit this country alone at a time like this. Do take heed of your position.”
“Are you giving me orders?”
“No, your subordinate dares not.”
The old man bowed respectfully towards Lin.
The older gentleman’s decorum was impeccable, but his attitude was hollow.
“Nevertheless, this country’s government appears to fight with us until the end. This time they dared to insult Meilin-sama, I believe equivalent retribution is in order.”
“I forbid it.”
The old man raised his eyes and put forward this suggestion, but Lin resolutely vetoed it.
“It’s true that the Japanese government was both barbaric and rude this time. However, from that young man, I obtained a bond of friendship that is more than enough to compensate. Since you all have chosen a person without any magic like myself as your leader, then I forbid you all from taking action against this country. If you are unwilling to accept that, then I will return to California.”
“No, let everything be done in accordance with Meilin-sama’s wishes.”
Morisaki was not arrested by Internal Affairs.
They were likely also acting beyond the bounds of law. The unconscious men in black were borne away in front of Morisaki’s eyes by their comrades. The agents from Internal Affairs who came to collect their colleagues never spared Morisaki a single glance.
As to who Lin was and why she was being targeted a government organization, no one told Morisaki the truth.
Lin’s real name was “Sun Meilin”. She was the adopted daughter of “Sun Richardson”, the head of the Hong Kong international crime ring known as “No Head Dragon” – the daughter of the leader’s most beloved mistress – and the new leader chosen by the lucky survivors, but Morisaki never had the opportunity to know that.
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