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"Please give me your guidance, Kerberos."

Kazama nodded slightly, looking at the small eagle-head key in his hand.

It's a very strange feeling.

Just as a thought can naturally control one's fingers, the key in front of him seemed to become his eleventh finger, growing larger or smaller according to his thoughts.

At the same time, as he conceived the idea of ​​controlling the key, he could feel an invisible force flowing with his mental intentions.

Or perhaps it should be called 'magic'.

It can be said that, at this point, a new world, beyond the scientific side and into the mysterious side, has been opened to Kazama.

"The source of this power is what is called 'magic,' right?"

"What is the essence of magic?" Kazama asked Cerberus.

Idealistic or materialistic?

What are the methods of cultivation?

What are the conditions for possessing magic?

These are all things that Kazama wants to know as he first steps into the realm of the extraordinary and mysterious.

“Ah, this is a really complicated problem…” Cerberus scratched his head.

"Although I possess magic, it is to me as natural as the blood flowing through my body."

"For you humans, it's like breathing, the source of motivation for action. Would you question something that you take for granted?"

"So, I don't really understand this question either."

"However, I've heard it from Kuroide."

"Magic is a quality, magic is an outward manifestation of spirituality."

"For more detailed information on this issue, you'll probably have to ask Clow Reed."

"Hmm..." Kazama nodded, not expecting to get a detailed and definite answer from Cerberus.

Cerberus represents a familiar that protects and fights; magical research is not really Cerberus's area of ​​expertise.

"But magic power also varies in quantity, whether it depends on innate talent or acquired cultivation."

Both are true...

"People with good aptitude naturally have a higher lower limit and a higher upper limit than people with poor aptitude."

"Of course, one can also increase magical power through training."

"You want to ask how to cultivate magic power, right?"

Although it was a question, Cerberus spoke with an affirmative tone.

"Your ability to open the sealed book means you possess the root of this magic and have the aptitude."

"Now, after opening the root of magic through the contract, magic will naturally increase until it reaches the upper limit that your aptitude container can hold."

"Of course, accelerating the growth of magic power is also very simple."

"To engage in cultivation."

"These Clow Cards will help you."

"Besides cultivation, another way to increase magical power is to inherit power from others."

inherit...

Upon hearing Cerberus mention this word, Kazama looked towards the Clow Card Seal Book.

In fact, the reason Clow Reed sealed the Clow Cards and the two familiars was to find a suitable successor to inherit his power.

The overwhelming magical power has caused Clow Reed considerable distress, and finding a successor to inherit a portion of his power could alleviate some of his worries.

In the original work, Kinomoto Sakura relied on the power of Clow Reed in the first half, but in the later stages, after converting the Clow Cards into Sakura Cards, this power completely belonged to Kinomoto Sakura.

In other words, if one can capture the Clow Cards, one day one will also be able to obtain and inherit this part of Clow Reed's magic.

The thought of this makes one look forward to it.

Although in the original work, Clow Reed himself rarely took action.

But its power is undeniable.

Because of his obsession with Yuuko Ichihara, Clow Reed's magic even solidified time and space.

In the work with the same background, Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle, he is described as transcending dimensions, almost breaking the ironclad rules of the multiverse with a single thought, and distorting the existence of the multiverse.

Such power could almost be described as 'divine'.

but...

Now that I've taken the Clow Cards he left for Sakura Kinomoto, I wonder if this powerful figure will break through the dimensional barrier and come to kill me.

Thinking about this, Kazama couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Judging from his portrayal in the work, Clow Reed is undoubtedly on the good side.

But there's no definitive definition for whether it's lawful good or chaotic good.

Kazama shook his head quickly again.

This is completely self-inflicted fear.

If Clow Reed could or would have stopped him, he would have acted immediately upon signing the contract.

Furthermore, the contract with Cerberus was signed through normal procedures, explaining all the circumstances, rather than through deception or manipulation.

After thinking it through, Kazama felt relieved for the time being.

However, there is still a problem that I need to deal with myself.

Thinking of this, Kazama spoke up:

"Cerberus, I'm going out for a bit."

"You stay at home for now, I'll be back soon."

"Wait...where are you going?" Cerberus pressed. But Kazama had already walked out of the room and into the entryway, preparing to change his shoes.

Seeing Cerberus flapping its wings and flying out of the study, Kazama explained:

I'm going out to buy something...

"I won't take you there yet, since it would be too conspicuous during the day."

"I'll take you out for a stroll tonight and let you see the world around here."

"If you leave, won't someone come over...?"

"Don't worry, I live alone and I haven't had a live-in girlfriend yet."

As for whether anyone will come...

"It's a weekday today, she probably won't come."

"Oh, right, there's food on the table. If you're hungry, have some snacks to tide you over."

Chapter Six Experiment

"Sir, have you made up your mind?"

"Okay, this one will do."

"Cash or card payment, please..."

"Swipe your card."

"Here is your card, thank you for your patronage."

There is a large department store not far from the apartment complex where Kazama lives, which is only a ten-minute walk away.

After leaving a brand-name mobile phone store in the mall, Kazama headed straight back.

He only stopped briefly when passing a bakery, and when Kazama took another step, he was already carrying a bag of pastries.

When I got home, I heard a noise as soon as I opened the door.

Cerberus was lying on the sofa in the standard reclining Buddha posture, with a bag of potato chips in front of him, occasionally reaching out to take a chip and popping it into his mouth.

Meanwhile, a classic variety show was playing on the television.

Cerberus would occasionally burst into laughter.

It wasn't until Kazama coughed softly that Kerberos realized what was happening.

"Kazama, you're back! I didn't even notice..."

"The people in this thing are hilarious..."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"You adapted really quickly..." Kazama said, somewhat speechless.

According to Cerberus, he had been asleep for over a hundred years, and modern society was very different from the era in which he lived.

For example, in the application of various electronic devices.

But after going out once, Cerberus learned how to use the television. His learning ability is truly remarkable.

"However, this can also be considered a good thing..."

Kazama sighed and handed the paper bag he was carrying to Cerberus.

What is this?

"Ice cream puffs, a kind of dessert, why don't you try them..."

"It looks delicious..."

Seeing that Cerberus was attracted by the sweets, Kazama ignored him and went straight back to his study.

On the desk in the study, Kazama's cell phone still sits there.

Kazama closed the study door, sat down at the desk, and then took a deep breath.