The next day.
"In the end, you still plan to drag Kojou in?"
"Didn't Vatler say not to drag Kojou in? As long as it can make that snake charmer unhappy, why wouldn't I do it?"
Natsuki, who was holding a parasol, stood on the roof of the school building with an inexplicable smile on her face.
Eight-cloud Ink sat on the railing on the edge of the roof, letting the wind lift her long hair.
The ends of her hair danced in the wind and gently brushed against Natsuki's cheek.
Feeling the itch on her face, the witch wrinkled her small nose, but she didn't move away from him.
"Are you sure he'll be willing to be dragged in?"
"No problem, I have something on him."
A white jade-like arm wrapped in a black lace sleeve reached out to Eight-cloud Ink. In the palm of her hand was a pink phone.
On the screen was a picture of Kojou and a girl with bright yellow hair changing clothes in the art room.
"Huh? Why do you have this? "
"Because I'm the homeroom teacher."
Natsuki smiled proudly.
"If Kojou doesn't come, I'll post these pictures on the phones of all the students."
"Are you serious?"
"What do you think …"
Ba Yun Mo looked at the school field below and the students who were doing sports on it.
Eight-cloud Ink couldn't tell if Natsuki was serious or not.
She was an unpredictable woman in every sense of the word.
"Then, do you have a plan?"
"Don't you know a lot of things? Guess? "
"Tsk …"
Eight-cloud Ink snorted and shook her head.
The yin-yang jade pendant on her hair made a jingling sound.
"No need to test me in such a roundabout way."
Eight-cloud Ink opened the fan in her hand.
"Tonight, there will be beautiful fireworks at a festival on a certain commercial street."
Natsuki smiled contentedly as she tilted her lacy parasol to one side.
"So you do know."
"Well, I'm looking forward to Natsuki-chan's bathrobe. I just don't know if you can wear it with your small body."
"Smack!"
The black lace fan hit Eight-cloud Ink's head.
"Impudent! As compensation, I'll give you three cans of black tea from White Jade Pavilion. "
"You just want to find a reason to squeeze tea from me …"
Nangong Natsuki snorted, and with a victorious smile, she turned around with her parasol.
Accompanied by the sound of her high heels clicking on the ground, the witch left the rooftop through the gap.
"You're not going to deny it?"
"Seriously, she's a loli, why is she wearing high heels …"
Eight-cloud Ink, enjoying the breeze, she felt sleepy.
"Ah, I feel like I'm addicted to sleep …"
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Tidis Mall was located in the center of Itogami's's western district. It was a symbol of a bustling shopping mall.
On weekdays, there were already a lot of people in the neighborhood, but on weekends, it was even more crowded and crowded.
. night, the night was the best time night..
"It's too late! It was two hours later than the agreed time, okay?! Why??????? Didn't you say you're going to be an attack mage!? "
Kojou stared at Natsuki Nangong who was wearing a gorgeous bathrobe and loudly shouted.
"Don't you know it takes a lot of time for a girl to dress up? Even Natsuki-chan sometimes wants to look feminine, right? "
A charming voice sounded above Kojou's head.
Eight-cloud Ink, who was sitting on a protruding part of the tower, looked down at Kojou and Yukina with a smile.
"So noisy!"
Natsuki glared at Eight-cloud Ink and then looked at Kojou.
"Brat. I saw there's a temple fair in the nearby shopping district. That's why I want Astarut to see the night market. Do you have a problem with that? "
A young girl with artificial beauty walked out and bowed quietly.
She had blue hair and a symmetrical doll-like face.
She was Astarut, the artificial life form.
Just like Natsuki, she was wearing a bathrobe. The light lavender color complemented her hair color.
"We're one hour and fifty-six minutes late. I apologize, Fourth True Ancestor. "
She spoke in a mechanical tone, but she seemed to be happy.
After the "Saint's Right Wrist" incident, Astarut joined the special district police force and was assigned by Natsuki.
Occasionally, this artificial lifeform girl — speaking of which, why did I suddenly think of this artificial lifeform girl — would live in Natsuki Minamiya's house like Yakumo, so she could be considered acquainted with Yakumo.
"No, you don't need to apologize … Did you have fun?"
"Yes."
Astarut gave a short answer.
At this time, Natsuki glanced behind Kojou with a troubled expression.
"Why are you here, transfer student?"
"Because I'm in charge of monitoring the Fourth True Ancestor."
Yukina, who was carrying a guitar case, replied in a flat tone.
"Well, one more person means one more fighting power, right?"
Eight-cloud Ink jumped down and landed on the ground like a feather.
"By the way, Natsuki-chan also has this side."
Her long hair was tied up and secured with a cute bow.
Her bathrobe was also black, which complemented Eight-cloud Ink's usual black Daoist robe.
Natsuki put her hands in her sleeves. This action reminded Eight-cloud Ink of Blue.
Then …
"Hey, Natsuki-chan, do you want to eat fried tofu?"
"Hmm? Why are you suddenly asking this? I don't like tofu. "
"That's a pity …"
"As expected, Yatsuki-sensei is also an Attack Demon Commander?"
Kojou scratched his face and asked. Yukina also looked at him curiously.
They knew that Yakumo Mo was a monster — she could be considered a demon.
Would the Demon Race become an Offensive Demon Officer that specifically targeted the Demon Race?
"I'm not an Attack Demon Commander."
Eight-cloud Ink shook her head.
"I'm just a pitiful worker who was forced to work by a landlord …"
"Okay, stop fooling around. You all know the mission today, right?"
Natsuki knocked Eight-cloud Ink's arm with her fan.
Kojou and Yukina nodded.
"But why did you bring someone as dangerous as Katsuki-sensei for such a dangerous mission? If sensei's familiar went berserk on the street, it would be a terrible tragedy … "
Yukina, who was carrying a guitar case, asked with a frown.
"But even if that's the case, what would you do if this guy got involved in a battle without knowing anything, Sword Shaman? Don't you think that would be more dangerous? "
"That … might be the case …"
In front of Natsuki's unexpected and serious rebuttal, Yukina's stubbornness was weakened.
Natsuki continued: "Because he's a dangerous item, rather than letting him out of your sight, wouldn't it be safer to keep him right under your nose?"
At this point, Miss Witch stared at Yakumo. The meaning behind her words was self-evident.
"I'm sorry that I'm a dangerous item …"
Ba Yun Mo rolled her eyes in annoyance.
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