After the man left, Akatsuki Kojou and a group of girls rushed over.
"Yakuma-sensei!"
"Onii-san …"
"Um, sensei, who was that man?" Akatsuki Kojou looked at the mess on the street and his mouth twitched. "Why did sensei attack him?"
"That person …"
Eight-cloud Ink looked up at the sky.
"… He's just a pitiful person who was deceived. No, maybe he can't even be considered a person."
"Kanon."
Suddenly, Eight-cloud Ink turned around and looked at Kanon who was looking at her worriedly.
"Do you remember what happened at the monastery five years ago?"
"The monastery …"
Five years ago, a large number of deaths occurred in the monastery where Kanase Natsuon resided. After that, the monastery was sealed off.
"That guy is the culprit who destroyed the monastery five years ago."
"Ah!?"
Everyone gasped in shock. Kanon covered her mouth with a horrified expression.
It was obvious that what happened five years ago had left a shadow in her heart.
"Anyway, we'll look into it later … Okay, did you guys buy the things you wanted to buy?"
Everyone nodded. In fact, even if there were things they wanted to buy, they wouldn't be in the mood to do so after what happened.
The scenery near the outdoor coffee shop was miserable. A few trees were chopped down and a few buildings were half-destroyed. The cost of repairing them would be tens of millions of yen.
However, it was lucky that the incident ended with such a degree of damage.
With Natsuki's status on this island, this kind of loss was nothing at all.
Not to mention, Akatsuki Kojou was still there. If he accidentally went berserk, it wouldn't be a matter of just a few losses.
The entire Itogami Island would be in danger.
⑧
The next morning.
On the top floor of the teacher's office building, Natsuki's office.
"I'm sorry, Natsuki-chan. There's something I want to ask you. "
Akatsuki Kojou opened the heavy wooden door and entered Natsuki's office.
"Good morning, Fourth Primogenitor." "Oh, isn't this Akatsuki Kojou?"
"… Astarut? Yakuma-sensei? "
A slender woman in maid attire stood by the window blocked by a velvet curtain. It was a young girl with clear, white skin and large, light blue eyes. Her face was perfectly symmetrical, and she gave off a faint feeling of being a living being. She gave off the impression that she was a work of art.
Artificial life form — Astarut.
In the past, she had been created as a weapon by Rotarinya's evil teacher. But now, she was under Natsuki's protection and was working as an employee of Saikai Academy.
As for that strange maid outfit, please don't mind it. As a witch, Natsuki would have a few strange hobbies, right?
In addition, behind the luxurious circular desk, the person sitting on the wide chair was no longer Natsuki Nangong, but Eight-cloud Ink in a black Daoist robe.
He was holding a cup of black tea and looking at Kojou with a smile.
"That … Yakumo sensei? Then … cough cough, what about Teacher Nangong? "
Looking around the room, Kojou asked.
Stepping on the thick and soft carpet in the office, Kojou felt uncomfortable.
"Natsuki-chan isn't here. He went out because of a request from the police station. "
"Police station …?"
Eight-cloud Ink's reply gave Gu Cheng an ominous feeling.
[Is it related to yesterday's incident?]
"Hmm? Do you have a problem? Kojou … "
Eight-cloud Ink lowered his head and concentrated on adding ingredients to the black tea. He didn't seem to care about Kojou's question.
"Let me give you a suggestion. You're lucky in love this week. While the sentinel, Miss Kenjutsu, isn't here, hurry up and bring home your classmate, a fancy girl, and push her down. "
"Who told you it's trouble with love!?"
Akatsuki Kojou, who was caught off guard, roared at Yakumo Ink, who was seriously making a strange suggestion.
"What? Why are you reacting so violently? "
Eight-cloud Ink was still calmly mixing the black tea.
"— Shouldn't a suggestion for a male who is in heat be like this?"
"Uh, indeed. Maybe there are a lot of guys who have this problem. By the way, what's with the dangerous suggestion that's basically instigating me to commit a crime!?"
"My sister once said that all monsters in their mating period would have the same problem as you, Kojou. In fact, you already have the answer in your heart, so my advice is just to give you a hand. Speaking of which, vampires and monsters should be similar, right? It seems that you have indeed reached the mating period of your (mythological beast) … "
"Then what kind of Onii-sama would say something so abnormal — — by the way, what makes you think I want to push Shallot down!?"
"Oh? Or other girls are better? Is that what you mean? By the way, the girl's name is Shonishi … "
"She's also your student, right? As a teacher, you can't even remember your student's name? No, I'm complaining in the wrong place … "
While panting, Kojou held his head in his hands.
The strange monster in front of him was serious — at least it seemed so.
Kojou didn't know what to do for a while.
"Okay, let's put the problem of courtship aside for now. Have some tea."
Eight-cloud Ink finally finished brewing the black tea and poured a cup for Kojou.
The refreshing aroma began to spread.
"Pfff — what's this weird smell …"
Kojou spat out the tea in front of his mouth.
Unlike the aroma, the taste of the black tea was very strange. It was salty, astringent, and hard to swallow.
"Oh … It seems that I don't have the talent to brew my own black tea."
Eight-cloud Ink sighed.
"Astarut, it's better if you make the tea."
"Yes, sir."
"Are you using me to test the tea, Teacher Yakumo?"
Kojou couldn't believe that Eight-cloud Ink, who was so picky about black tea, didn't know how to brew it herself.
"Okay, don't worry about these small things. Tell me, why are you here?"
Kojou was relieved that the topic was back to normal.
"Well, it's actually about what happened yesterday. I'm a little worried …"
"Oh, you mean that alchemist?"
"Ah? What? Alchemist? "
It was the first time Kojou heard that person was an alchemist, so he didn't know how to react.
"Didn't I tell you yesterday? I'm sorry, that guy is an alchemist. "
"Then, does Teacher Yakumo know? What's the purpose of alchemists? "
Kojou looked up at Eight-cloud Ink and asked.
"Although they are collectively called alchemists, there are many different levels of alchemists. But generally speaking, the ultimate goal of alchemy is to surpass the limits of humans and approach the realm of 'God'. "
Yakumo's lips curled up as if she was mocking him.
"God? Isn't it turning iron and lead into gold? "
"The change in gold is a by-product of the process of alchemists approaching 'God'. Because turning an imperfect existence into a complete existence is the principle of alchemy. "
"So that's how it is … Since it can turn humans into gods, then it should be easy to turn lead into gold. That's how it is."
"But he said he wants to become a god or something. How exactly does he do that …?"
"To figure this out, you must first understand what the definition of 'God' is."
Eight-cloud Ink thought of the Gods in Fantasy Village. He was sure that the so-called God in alchemists' mind was completely different from the Gods in Fantasy Village.
"The definition of 'God' is too ambiguous, so I can't answer. But, if you want to keep your body and obtain near-eternal life, there are successful examples. "
Kojou's eyes widened.
"What's so surprising, aren't you an example?" Eight-cloud Ink chuckled. "Born as a human, you eventually became the fourth true ancestor of vampires. Ha, but you're an existence completely opposite to God …"
"Isn't that a magnificent failure …"
Kojou's shoulders drooped in disappointment as he said resentfully.
Although vampires were indeed immortal, the source of their power was the opposite of God's blessing, "negative" vitality. They wouldn't be summoned to heaven after death, nor could they reincarnate, nor could they become Buddhas. Similar to a malignant disease, they were just monsters that kept living. Even if they lived for tens of thousands of years, they couldn't evolve into God. Apart from an incomplete failure, there was nothing else.
"Then, what about the other one?"
"It's the 'Sage's Spirit Blood.'"
"What's that?"
Kojou couldn't wait to ask.
"Who knows what it is. Nina Adillard used the 'Sage's Spirit Blood' she created to obtain an indestructible body and endless magic power. "
"Nina Adillard? Who is she? "
"Just an alchemist. If she's still alive, she should be more than 270 years old. Any other questions?"
When Kojou was about to ask more questions, the class bell rang.
"Um, no teacher, I have to go to class."
"Okay, go ahead."
After Kojou left the office, Astarut also made the black tea.
Yesterday, before Eight-cloud Ink and the others went shopping, Kensei Kanase, who was still in interrogation, was attacked. The attacker was the alchemist.
Early this morning, Natsuki received a message from the management community to investigate the alchemist.
With the information that Yakumo had told her in advance, the messy things that happened later shouldn't have happened … Probably.
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