In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

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P.S.: I'm offering up a book as a sacrifice, a work by a great author.

I Became Toyokawa Shoko's Mother

Synopsis: Awakening from a long dream, Toyokawa Mizuho, ​​who had left before the story began, finally wins the revival match and returns to her daily life as "Takao Ho," a second-year student at Haneoka Junior High School.

Adopted by Nagasaki Motoyo, she joined a popular girls' band. Her young mother just wanted to find Toyokawa Shoko as soon as possible and love her long-lost precious daughter.

However, when she finally found Xiao Xiang, whom she had been longing for, and learned about her recent actions, Takao Sui's feelings were somewhat complicated.

"Are you saying that Xiao Xiang did all of these things: recruiting people to form a band and then quitting and disbanding the band; when the Riddler shrugged off his teammates and caused lead singer Takamatsu Akira to become withdrawn; or blocking his old teammate Nagasaki Motoyo who cared about him and disappearing for half a year; silently helping his half-body Wakaba Mutsuki under pressure; and breaking down and running out of the livehouse because his former bandmates played old songs, and then immediately wanting to form a new band?"

"Yes."

"..."

Hearing these somewhat unexpected and blood pressure-raising words, even Takao Ho, who always dotes on her daughter, couldn't help but frown.

She really needs to educate her daughter properly.

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In short, this is the story of Xiang Ma, who died and was reincarnated as a junior high school student, and her relationship with her daughter and the other girls around her.

Chapter 148 The Imprisoned Prisoners

That afternoon.

While Reines was helping to inform the housekeeper to prepare for the dinner party, Lowe left his hospital room alone and unilaterally announced his official discharge.

Even though the butler had arranged for numerous invitations to be sent out, the sheer number of families within the Clock Tower was simply too vast to guarantee everyone would receive one. Therefore, Luo Wei only ensured invitations were sent to the older, more powerful families. After all, these were the main voices of the Clock Tower. The smaller families were utterly insignificant in the eyes of these powerful figures, so their voices were not worth paying attention to.

However, even so, faced with such a huge temptation of profit, those little-known families would not easily give up this piece of the pie. They would still swarm around like flies, trying to get a piece of cream on the cake.

Therefore, Loewe did not send the two magicians from the Bartholomew and Archibald families outside the door back directly. Instead, he asked them to stay and help look after the place for a few more days. He would then apply to Lord Bartholomew and Teacher Kenneth for the specific details.

Even the two notoriously proud magicians from these families did not refuse.

If anyone else dared to ask them to watch the gate for a few days, these magicians from the aristocratic faction would definitely teach them a lesson and let them know the dignity of their noble lineage.

But... what about Lo Wei?

The magicians from the El-Melloi school naturally knew him inside and out. He was their next superior, and also the personal disciple of the Lord of Minerals—the undisputed heir of the El-Melloi school. Not only them, but even Lord Kenneth had ordered him around countless times. Even when he was in charge of guarding the family warehouse, Rowe frequently came to steal from him. Yet Lord Kenneth didn't seem to mind at all, his status was already self-evident. Although he hadn't yet ascended the throne, it was already decided, so obeying the orders of the next ruler was only natural.

The Barthelo family, on the other hand, simply expressed their deep admiration for Rowe.

After all, the hatred and humiliation of the previous patriarch being killed by the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles still lingered. The person in front of him, however, was one of those who participated in the campaign against the Ancestor of the Dead Apostles, so he would naturally give him his final respect. Moreover, the other party had said that he would inform the patriarch, so there was no problem with staying here for a few more days.

Thus, with these two aristocratic magicians continuing to act as gatekeepers at the Crowley's house, the hidden familiars outside, even if they saw Rowe leave the hospital, dared not make any rash moves, nor could they enter by taking the initiative to visit. They were all refused entry by the two, which brought Rowe a rare moment of peace and quiet.

After arranging security measures to prevent rats and cockroaches from crawling around the house, Luo Wei did not immediately return to his mansion to see Gray and Sakura. Instead, he deliberately concealed himself and walked into the restricted area behind the mountain without looking back, heading towards the huge workshop he had built below.

At this moment, not only the batch of Mystic Eyes that he had packed back, but also Rita Rojaan, who he had divided into seventeen pieces, were stored there.

Although Aozaki Touko and Rafe were both conducting research on the newly captured Dead Apostle progenitor and had made numerous precautions, the fact that the imprisoned being was, after all, a Dead Apostle progenitor made it difficult to guarantee that nothing would go wrong. Therefore, Lovi decided to first eliminate Rita Rogan, this potential threat, before preparing for the banquet to be held in his name.

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Because the Crowley family's estate wasn't very large, and although the forbidden area was hidden in the forest, it wasn't actually far from here.

Following the prescribed route, Luo Wei walked for about ten minutes through the fog in the forest and soon arrived at his destination.

The entrance, hidden in the forest, looks no different from a wild animal's cave to the average person, but inside is a multi-layered magic workshop that Rowe meticulously built above the ley lines.

Upon entering the cave, a pitch-black passage appeared before me, extending straight down into the earth, reaching the deepest part of the earth's veins.

However, this time, instead of going directly to the bottom level as usual, Luo Wei opened a hidden compartment in the wall halfway through, creating a concealed tunnel, and then stepped into a completely new space.

—Click!

With a violent shaking sound, the wall in front of him was pushed open by a mechanism, and a blinding light immediately entered Luo Wei's eyes.

In stark contrast to the pitch-black main color of the original tunnel that led straight down, the color scheme here was noticeably brighter.

Before me lay a pure white corridor, clean and tidy. A row of incandescent lights overhead illuminated every corner of the corridor. Because they were voice-activated, they would automatically light up in a row as soon as they sensed footsteps.

In addition, on both sides of this corridor, there are thirty laboratories or libraries and storage rooms for different purposes, occupying a large space on this floor. Further ahead are the power room that maintains the normal operation of this workshop, as well as a special altar responsible for extracting ley line magic.

If a magician were to stumble upon this place, they probably wouldn't even mistake it for a magic workshop at first glance, but rather for that research institute built underground, since it looks just too...

ordinary?

Yes, that's true. This workshop is different from the ritual array at the bottom. There are no fancy decorations in it, and the use of magic is completely focused on the most important things.

For example, lighting and ventilation measures do not require the use of ley line magic; generators and other high-tech solutions can solve all problems directly. In addition, the layout, which resembles a research institute, makes this place completely different from the style of a traditional magic workshop.

Luo Wei, however, didn't seem to care about this. After all, magic workshops weren't about who could be the most bizarre and outlandish, but rather about providing a suitable space for magicians' research and maximizing support to meet various needs. Therefore, he naturally prioritized cost-effectiveness and didn't focus on style or atmosphere.

Because of stylistic issues, even Rafe complained to him: 'It's really a strange experience to conduct revivalist research in a place that looks like a science institute.'

However, after confirming its performance capabilities, Rafe silently shut his mouth.

Although this workshop looks rather strange on the surface, it is exactly the same as the huge workshop below in one aspect: it refuses all intruders from entering.

—It has a complete set of features, including concealment barriers, defensive barriers, and most importantly, a self-expulsion barrier.

The triple-layered, high-level barrier provided comprehensive protection for this place, making it extremely difficult for any Servant to force their way in.

Furthermore, remembering the incident where Kenneth-sensei was blown up by Kiritsugu Emiya's tower, Lovi specifically used his family's alchemy to reinforce the entire workshop, making it impossible for any explosion to break through from the outside. In addition, a special outer shell was used to encase the structure dozens of meters underground, making it difficult for even a bunker buster to cause any damage.

Although Rafe always believed that no magician would ever use bombs or bunker busters to blow up the workshop, it was simply that Loewy had a destructive paranoia.

In response, Luo Wei can only say that his vision is too narrow.

The world is full of wonders, isn't it?

For example, didn't those guys in the modern magic department also propose using magic to enhance firearms and maximize the magician's combat power?

However, the monarch above rejected their proposal with the reason: 'Deviating from the norm is meaningless for reaching the Root; they are magicians, not magicians.'

In short, it's always good to be on guard; it's hard to guarantee there won't be a second Kiritsugu Emiya.

So, while admiring his meticulous arrangement of the underground research institute, Luo Wei stepped into one of the main research rooms that was still in operation.

dong dong dong...

After standing at the door for a while, hearing the constant hum of the instruments inside, Luo Wei keenly sensed that someone was busy at the research institute. So, out of politeness, he didn't barge in. Instead, he walked to the door, raised his hand, and lightly tapped the door with his knuckles, making a rhythmic knocking sound.

...thump thump thump! !

Even after two minutes, there was still no response from inside. Luo Wei frowned slightly, paused briefly, and then raised his hand again. This time, he knocked harder, and the sound echoed in the silent corridor, breaking the silence again and again, but still no response came from behind the door.

Finally, after confirming that no one would likely open the door for him, he became worried about what was happening inside. So, to save time, he simply kicked the door open from the outside, wanting to go inside and see if anything unexpected had happened.

--boom! !

A dull thud echoed down the corridor as the powerful impact of the kick sent the lab door slamming open.

The interior remained unchanged, with rows upon rows of bookshelves standing like silent guards. Piles of documents on the tables seemed poised to topple, silently testifying to the bustling activity within. Various measuring instruments were scattered about, their cold metal casings gleaming harshly in the dim light.

At first glance, it looks more like a library overwhelmed by knowledge than a rigorous scientific laboratory, with old papers and sophisticated instruments creating a strange sense of incongruity.

Looking down, the ground was covered with all sorts of white papers filled with dense formulas. Some were intact, while others had clearly been trampled on, crumpled up, and simply thrown on the ground.

Right next to him at the workbench, a figure dressed in green, clutching a pencil that he had accidentally snapped in his excitement, looked up at him with a look of astonishment and anger in his eyes.

"..."

The atmosphere became awkward again.

Because he was busy analyzing the spell in his room and constructing a new summoning formula, Leif's attention became incredibly focused once he entered a state of concentration, making him difficult to disturb from the outside world. Therefore, his thoughts were completely immersed in the ocean of magic, and he completely ignored Luo Wei's knocking on the door.

It wasn't until the loud bang of the door being kicked open echoed in the room that he realized someone had come in.

However, because of the sudden loud noise from Rowe, the spell that Rafe had painstakingly constructed in his mind was forcibly interrupted. Even the pencil he was using to write with was snapped in two in that instant due to his excitement. At this moment, he was in a state of extreme pain and torment.

"Crowley!"

Seeing the figure in front of him who had interrupted his conception of magic, Rafe slammed his fist on the table in anger and stood up.

However, the anger on his face was quickly replaced by panic.

Because his desk was piled high with documents and files, his sudden movement caused the already precarious "tower of files" to collapse, ultimately tipping over onto the pile of scrap paper on the floor. In that brief moment, Rafe's eyes widened, and he let out a painful howl.

"Oh no!!!"

Rafe's eyes were wide open, and you could even see the despair in his ever-widening pupils.

the reason is simple.

The documents on the table were crucial research materials he had painstakingly compiled over five days and nights, based on the fundamental principles of angelic magic. The order within them was systematic. If they had fallen into a pile of discarded papers on the ground, let alone continuing his research, it would have taken him an entire day just to collect and reorganize them.

Wasting an entire day on tidying up was the ultimate despair for him.

"—Wingardium Leviosa (levitation)."

However, the sound of the documents collapsing did not accompany Rafe's shattered heart to the ground. At the critical moment, Lowe gently raised his finger and then conjured a levitation spell in mid-air, lifting the two mountains of documents that were about to collapse back onto the table, thus preventing the tragedy from happening.

"call……"

Seeing this, Rafe breathed a sigh of relief and then slumped back into his seat.

After experiencing the ups and downs just now, the anger he had felt didn't seem so important anymore.

However, his gaze toward Luo Wei was still full of resentment, clearly unaware that Luo Wei had actually been knocking on the door for a long time.

"Um……"

Seeing his neurotic state, and the obvious sign that he was on the verge of collapse from overwork, Rowe felt a little embarrassed. He realized that perhaps he shouldn't have entered so loudly, since Rafe was indeed at a critical point, and the other man was working so hard all for his own benefit.

But in the end, she explained to Rafe, "Well, I had actually been knocking on the door for a while before I came in, but no one answered, so I just came in like this."

"What? Did you knock on the door just now?"

Upon hearing Loew's explanation, Rafe, who was about to roar, suddenly froze.

"Of course I knocked, I knocked for a full three minutes, but you didn't respond at all."

Lo Wei nodded.

"..."

Upon hearing this answer, Rafe covered his head and thought back carefully. There did seem to be some strange noise in his ears just now.

However, because many of the instruments here were running, the knocking sound mixed with the noise of the instruments, and because no one here knew about it except for those they truly trusted, it was overlooked.