Crossing Tokyo, I have a nine-tailed fox inside me.

Nine-Tails might be injured, otherwise it wouldn't be in such a hurry.

This food has a healing effect on Kurama's injuries, so it is very important to Kurama.

Now everything can be deduced.

Nine-Tails paused, then spoke in a cold voice: "I didn't expect you to be so clever. That's right, I'm injured, so I urgently need that food. If you can bring it to me as soon as possible, I'll give you even more benefits."

Takashi shook his head: "I want to help you, but I can't."

Ignoring the other person's angry glare, Takashi continued, "I have very few clues, so there's no way to find anything."

"Or are you hiding something?"

Takashi raised his head and stared at Kurama without backing down.

“You’ve withheld some very important information that will help me find what you call food, which can help you heal your wounds. But if you continue to conceal this, it will greatly affect our future cooperation.”

"Are you threatening me?" Nine-Tails stood up, her tone filled with anger.

“This is not a threat,” Takashi said earnestly. “It is the basis for cooperation.”

Chapter 9 The Girl and the Key

The nine-tailed fox looked down at the humans before it, its mountain-like aura pressing down on them, its vertical pupils already ready to hunt.

Kitahara Takashi looked at the other person calmly.

The air was heavy and stiff.

Suddenly, the Nine-Tails' aura vanished, and it lay lazily on the ground, its alluring voice saying, "That ball of light is pure spiritual energy and attribute fragments. The spiritual energy is insignificant, but the attribute fragments are useful to me."

This sudden change startled Kitahara Takashi for a moment, but he quickly realized that Kurama had compromised, so he listened attentively.

Nine-Tailed Fox continued, "Spells are derived from the combination and transformation of spiritual power and attributes. Blessings, curses, and prayers are all attributes, and different attributes will give rise to different spells."

“Spells are irreversible; once combined, they will take effect. But those two orbs of light are the original attributes, which deconstruct and break down a spell, restoring it to fragments of a single attribute.”

At this point, Kurama looked at Kitahara Takashi and continued, "It's like when you humans cook a dish, and the finished dish suddenly reverts to its original ingredients, and the most primitive kind of ingredients at that."

Takashi suddenly realized why Kurama valued it so much; this attribute fragment must be very special.

But how was this particular fragment created?

Kitahara Takashi looked around; perhaps this was related to the abilities within his inner world.

Of course, all of this is just speculation.

Kitahara Takashi then asked, "So, in which direction should I search next?"

Nine-Tailed Fox said, "You can look around and see who has particularly good luck, or particularly bad luck, or who has special abilities. You can contact anyone you think is special."

Kitahara Takashi interacted with Kurama for a while before withdrawing from his inner world.

When I opened my eyes, there were only myself and a few students in the classroom, and only 15 minutes had passed.

According to Kurama, Kitahara Takashi felt that the most likely possibility was Natsume Mizuka.

I need to find some time to ask if anything unusual has happened to the other person recently.

The students gradually returned to the classroom. Takashi suppressed his thoughts, greeted Kazuhiko who came in, and the three of them chatted and laughed.

The afternoon classes began, with the last class being Chinami Komiya's math class.

Just as get out of class was about to end, Komiya Chinatsu said, "Kitahara, Kiyohara, and Kitajima, the three of you stay after school."

Kitahara Takashi, Kitajima Kazuhiko, and Kiyohara Ryusuke looked up at their homeroom teacher with a puzzled expression.

Chinatsu Komiya said calmly, "The flower bed in front of the administration office is going to be relocated and renovated. You can help move those flowers and plants to the new location."

The three people's faces immediately fell.

Seeing the change in the three people's expressions, Komiya Chika felt a surge of satisfaction, thinking to herself, "You think I'm hard to please? Just wait and see how I deal with you."

Just then, the bell rang, and Chinatsu Komiya packed her things and quickly left.

Looking at the way the other person walked with such confidence, Kazuhiko couldn't help but say, "I feel like she's targeting us."

“We were talking badly about her behind her back last time, maybe they overheard us,” Ryusuke chimed in from the side.

Takashi nodded and said, "There's no doubt about it, it's definitely targeting us."

This homeroom teacher is indeed difficult to deal with, but there's nothing I can do. He was overheard talking behind my back, so I have to suffer the consequences myself.

The flower bed to be dug is not very large, only a few square meters.

The trouble is that you have to dig up the flowers from the flower bed, put them in that bag, and then move each flower to a new flower bed and replant them.

Everyone was puzzled, as this kind of work should be the responsibility of the school janitors.

However, when they saw the school worker with one hand in a cast at the scene, they understood everything.

With everyone's resentment gone, it was time to get to work.

The three of them first dug up the flowers in the flower bed. One by one, the flowers and plants were dug out, put into bags, and then put on a small cart. When the cart was full, they took it to the new construction site.

The three of them divided the work and worked together. The young people had good physical strength, and in less than an hour, the work was almost finished.

Ryusuke surveyed the scene and said to Takashi, "Takashi, you can dig up the rest. Kazuhiko and I will go over there and plant the flowers."

Takashi nodded: "Leave this to me."

Kiyohara Ryusuke and Kitajima Kazuhiko pushed a cart to the new construction site, while Takashi continued digging there.

At that moment, Takashi saw something glittering in the flower bushes. Somewhat puzzled, he pushed aside the weeds in front of him and saw what was inside: a key.

Takashi picked up the key and examined it. The key was very new, so it must have been lost recently. He would give it to the teacher later so the owner could pick it up at the administration office.

After working for a while, suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps.

Takashi turned around and saw a girl running towards him. She looked very anxious, her eyes scanning her surroundings.

Upon seeing the other person, Takashi was somewhat surprised, because the girl was none other than Matsushima Fuyuka, the freshman representative who had spoken in the gymnasium earlier.

Her eyes scanned the surroundings, and she quickly spotted Kitahara Takashi digging in the dirt. She jogged over and asked anxiously, "Excuse me, have you found a set of keys?"

"Is this it?" Takashi picked up the key that was placed next to him.

When Matsushima Touka saw the key, her eyes lit up and she said happily, "This is it, this is the key I lost."

"Here you go." Takashi smiled and handed her the key. She took it, breathed a sigh of relief, and said gratefully, "Thank you so much. If I had lost this key, I would have been in trouble getting home."

"It's no big deal," Takashi smiled.

Matsushima Touka examined the key, her brow furrowing slightly, and asked, "Excuse me, have you seen the keychain on this?"

"What kind of keychain?" Takashi stopped what he was doing and said, "I just found it here. It only has a key on it, no keychain."

Matsushima Fuyuka looked somewhat disappointed. Takashi said, "Maybe it fell around here. Why don't we look for it around here?"

"Thank you," the other person said gratefully, and quickly squatted down to search around.

Matsushima Fuyuka noticed that Kitahara Takashi was wearing gloves and carrying a shovel, so she asked, "Are you from the flower and plant club? Are you making a new flower bed?"

“No,” Takashi explained, “we’re just helping to move these flowers to a new location.”

“These should be the school janitor’s job.” Matsushima Fuyuka suddenly realized something and said, “I almost forgot, the school janitor fell and injured his hand while moving things a couple of days ago and can’t work. No wonder they asked you to come and help.”

Chapter 10 Working

"found it."

Takashi pulled something out of the bushes—a metal motorcycle mold, exquisitely crafted.

"This is it!"

Matsushima Touka examined it carefully as if it were a precious treasure, and only after confirming that there was no paint chipping did she breathe a sigh of relief, stand up, and say gratefully, "Thank you very much."

"It's a small matter."

"I'll be going now, thank you so much." Matsushima Fuyuka waved and turned to leave.

Not long after she left, Kiyohara Ryusuke and Kitajima Kazuhiko arrived.

"Takashi, who were you talking to just now? I think I saw you chatting with someone," Kitajima Kazuhiko asked.

"Someone accidentally dropped something, I found it, and just returned it to her," Takashi explained casually.

Ryusuke had already put the dug-up flowers and plants onto the cart and said, "Let's hurry up, we're almost done."

Kazuhiko snapped out of his daze, and the three of them quickly moved the remaining flowers and plants onto the cart and transferred them to the new flower bed.

Two hours later, they finally finished moving all the flowers in the flower bed. The three of them were exhausted and covered in sweat, their clothes and arms covered in mud.

"I can barely move," Kazuhiko said, rubbing his lower back.

"I think you're just not getting enough exercise," Ryusuke teased from the side.

“Ryusuke, of course you’re fine. You train every day, this amount of exercise is nothing to you,” Kitajima Kazuhiko retorted.

The three chatted and laughed for a while, then went to the nearby tap to wash their tools and clean the dust off their clothes.

"It's getting late, why don't we go outside and find something to eat? I'm really hungry," Kazuhiko suggested.

Ryusuke nodded, and Takashi, after a moment's thought, also agreed.