Magical User Aozaki Aoko Case Files

While Qingzi was thinking about all sorts of things, she walked towards the bedroom upstairs with Youzhu in her arms.

Perhaps it was the bumpy ride up the stairs that woke her up, and Kuonji Arizuma opened her eyes in Aoko's arms.

She looked around in confusion at first, then found herself leaning on a soft and warm chest.

Youzhu raised his head somewhat stiffly, and saw Qingzi's face staring at him with a smiling expression.

Kuonji Yuzu blushed a little, and she subconsciously tried to break free from Aoko's arms, but her attempt to push Aoko away ended up pressing directly on something soft.

"Oh my, don't move around." Qingzi used a casual tone to cover up her embarrassment, "You might catch a cold if you sleep in the hall, right?"

"...Put me down." Youzhu said in a low voice, and Qingzi had no choice but to follow suit and free Youzhu from her arms and carefully placed her on the steps.

Youzhu calmed down for a moment, then looked up at her roommate and found that her beautiful long black hair had turned completely red, and even her temperament had become a little different.

"Did you succeed?" Youzhu asked calmly.

She knew that her roommate was going to challenge "there" tonight, but it was destined to be a difficult challenge.

In fact, the reason why she had been waiting by the fireplace in the living room was that she was a little worried about the magic heir, but Youzhu herself didn't want to admit it.

Chapter 17 Growth Marking

Since Youzhu had already woken up, there was no need to send her back to the bedroom. The two returned to the living room and planned to sit on the sofa and chat.

The two of them sat on the sofa in silence for a while. Youzhu deliberately sat a little further away from Qingzi because she was still a little embarrassed by Qingzi's actions just now, but Qingzi didn't seem to care much.

"Tell me," Youzhu said after calming down, "Have you fully mastered the fifth method now?"

"Almost," Qingzi said as she stood up and poured a cup of black tea for Yuzu and herself, "The old man disappeared after I opened the door, and the cave disappeared after I came back from there."

Aoko felt that the black tea in the teapot was a little cold, so she quietly used magic to heat it up.

"...Is your grandfather dead?" Youzhu paused after taking the teacup, as if to feel the temperature, then she took a sip and asked, "Or was he 'killed' by that priest last time?"

"I don't know," Qingzi said as she sat back on the sofa and looked at the gorgeous chandelier on the ceiling. "But I don't believe that the old man would die so easily. Maybe he's still hiding somewhere, happily watching me deal with these subsequent troubles?"

"What's the situation in the cave?" Youzhu continued to ask while sipping the black tea, "Did you encounter any obstacles?"

"I ran into a stinky white dog," Qingzi said viciously, "It broke my spine and almost ripped me apart."

Aoko rubbed her waist and pointed to her chest to indicate her identity.

"Your vitality seems to be quite strong then," Yuzu commented, "Did you use magic to reverse the situation?"

"No?" Qingzi said in a nonchalant tone, "I went into 'there' and thought 'I shouldn't be injured', and when I came back, the wound was gone."

"...Huh?" Youzhu was a little surprised. She turned her head and looked up and down at Qingzi, who now had long red hair, with her beautiful big black eyes, as if she wanted to find the answer to some question from her current appearance.

"...Is there any problem?" Qingzi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

"Problem?" Youzhu's usual cold expression was broken, and she showed a slightly sarcastic smile for the first time. "You have a big problem, Miss Fourth Magician. No one can come back alive from the root, not even magicians."

"Didn't the first magician Yumina do it?" Aoko asked in confusion.

"She didn't do it," Youzhu said firmly, "It is precisely because she didn't do it that I, who holds the 'One Omission', exist."

Aoko was silent. She thought that Yumina was just like her, having obtained the first magic from the source, and then returned to the real world to create the foundation for subsequent magic with the "Negation of Nothingness".

Now it seems that Yumina may be in a similar situation to her grandfather. She obtained the first magic in front of the door, entered after leaving her bloodline, and never came back.

"My situation was quite critical at the time," Qingzi said carefully, "If I didn't go in there, I might not survive for more than five seconds, so I chose to go in."

"That place..." Qingzi tried hard to recall her experience in the root. It seemed that all the words she knew were pale now, and it was difficult to pick out an accurate description. "...I don't know how to describe it, but I am sure that a part of me has 'melted', but the other part has always refused, so I came back."

"Is that it?" Youzhu asked thoughtfully.

Aoko thought about it, then began to take off her coat, and then took off the sweater she was wearing next to her body. Only plain white underwear was left on her upper body, and her beautiful figure was completely exposed in front of her roommate.

"..." Youzhu suddenly stopped talking. She turned her face away, looking a little shy.

"What's the big deal? We're all girls anyway," Qingzi said as she sat down next to Youzhu with a malicious look on her face, and continued, "This is what I got from it. Do you want to see it?"

Youzhu hesitated for a moment, but turned around to look at her roommate who was openly exposing his skin in front of her.

Her figure was so good that Youzhu was a little jealous. Even when she was wearing clothes, she was clearly plump, and her skin was so white and delicate that it seemed unreal. And her current state made Youzhu feel a sense of oppression.

A faint green light lit up on Qingzi's body, and Youzhu was surprised to find that his roommate's arms, hands, and even most of his back and face were now covered with gorgeous and mysterious patterns, which were undoubtedly some kind of engraving.

But don't get me wrong, Yuzu has certainly seen magic seals, because her own body is covered with magic seals inherited from witches. But she has seen the magic seals of her roommate Aoko before, but at that time they only existed on her right arm, and the shape was not quite the same as it is now.

Now this scale...

"Isn't it amazing?" Qingzi raised his left hand and looked at the seal that was glowing due to the connection with magic power. "When I first got them, they were not like this. But I found that this thing was constantly growing. It was most obvious when I encountered the red shadow on the mountain road. It must have grown to a considerable extent at that time."

Youzhu remained silent, because the "magic seal" on Qingzi was different from any magic seal she knew, and also different from her own witch seal. Because she had never heard of any news about magic seals that "grow on their own". Magician's seals were usually man-made mysterious crystals, which required the holder to constantly crystallize their research results and pass them down from generation to generation.

The "mark" on Qingzi's body is obviously an abnormality among abnormalities, or rather, an alien.

Thinking of this, Youzhu couldn't help but stretch out his green fingers to touch the glowing marks on Qingzi's body.

"Hahaha, it's a little itchy," Qingzi covered her shyness with laughter, and quickly grabbed Youzhu's hand and said, "Your hands are cold? Let's drink some tea to warm them up first?"

Kuonji Arizuma also realized that her actions were inappropriate, so she quickly freed her hand from Aoko's grasp, picked up the half-drunk black tea and continued to taste it.

"I have to go to my grandfather's workshop again tomorrow to transport all the old man's 'legacy' out," Aoko said as she put her clothes back on. "Will you be home tomorrow? I might put some of it in the Kuonji Residence. It would be best if you could help me with that."

"...I don't have anything to do tomorrow."

Chapter 18 Taking Inventory of 'Heritage'

The next morning, Qingzi still asked for leave from school.

The school teacher, Yamashiro Kazuki, had no way to deal with her. Not only was she very beautiful, her academic performance was impeccable, and her deviation value was always the first in the grade. So no matter how she asked for leave, as long as her attendance met the minimum requirements, no one in the whole school had a reason to stop the second daughter of the Aozaki family from going to class.

Although she would ride her beloved Interceptor (Honda VF750F) from time to time, it was still driving without a license. It was okay for small vehicles like motorcycles, but if it involved transporting goods, she couldn't let the police turn a blind eye. So Aoko had to call her cheap dad and ask him to help her drive the truck himself. After all, it involved the old man's inheritance and she couldn't ask outsiders to help.

"Hey, swoosh!" Qingzi used her magic power to lift a box that looked incredibly heavy and threw it into the truck's cargo box, then clapped her hands.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to help you move it?" Qingzi's father asked with some concern. His simple values ​​made him think that his daughter's slender waist might be broken by the box just now.

"No problem, this should be the last box." Qingzi looked at the scene and said, "Wait for me to lock the door. I don't think he will be back in the near future."

After hearing this, Aoko's father nodded and got into the driver's seat of the truck. Aoko also entered through the door on the other side and sat in the passenger seat, fastening her seat belt.

The cheap dad's driving skills are very good, and the truck drives on the road without any bumps.

Neither the father nor the daughter said anything. Aoko rested her chin on her hand and looked out the window. The scenery of Misaki Town looked good today. No wonder the local government wanted to develop the tourism industry.

"Is your grandfather...gone?" Qingzi's adoptive father asked in a slightly hesitant tone.

"Probably not?" Qingzi blinked and replied, "It's just that I couldn't find him after I finished something last night. You know, the old man is always mysterious."

"Ah, I understand." Qingzi's father replied with a sigh of relief, with a tone of "I knew it should be like this."

"Go to the house where Chengzi and I live first," Qingzi urged, "and then take me to Youzhu's house."

"No problem." Qingzi's father nodded and said, "Chengzi will be back soon. She even called home yesterday."

"...Is that so." Qingzi said after a moment of silence. It seemed that this stubborn elder sister still wanted to bring her dog to fight with her.

"I say, are there any conflicts between you two?" Qingzi's father asked, "For example, because of your inheritance rights of your grandfather's property or something."

"Dad, don't you also have the right of inheritance?" Qingzi asked back cunningly.

"Please spare me," the father who was driving said with a wry smile, "I'm not cut out for that. Your grandfather gave up on me a long time ago."

"Although this isn't a good thing," Qingzi said casually, "but that stinky old man is really a jerk."

"Qingzi, promise me," the father suddenly said seriously, "get along well with your sister, okay? Just consider it as a request from me as a father?"

"...There's no problem on my end," Qingzi replied with a headache, "but you know, Chengzi is a very stubborn person. When she comes back in a while, I might have to fight with her again."

---Dividing line---

After placing most of the boxes in her house, Aoko used magic and magic net spells to lock the storage area, and then drove to the Kuonji residence with her cheap father.

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when Aoko's truck drove up the mountain and arrived at the Kuonji residence.

As agreed, Kuonji Yuzu waited for Aoko at home. Aoko's father also knew Yuzu's special status, so he didn't stay at Kuonji's house for too long. He drove away after giving Aoko a few words of advice.

Youzhu sat aside, watching Qingzi circulate her magic power and use strengthening magic to enhance her physical strength, and then she moved the heavy boxes one by one into the living room hall with grunts and grunts.

"What is this...?" Qingzi began to sort out the various items in the box. At this time, a glass bottle in her hand contained a strange object soaked in some light yellow liquid. "Some kind of cursed body?"

"...It should be some kind of elf root," Youzhu said after identifying it, "the core material used to make earthen or stone golems."

After listening to this, Qingzi looked at it for a while, then put the bottle aside and continued to search in the box.

"This stone looks familiar..." Qingzi took out another stone that was flashing arcs of different colors. It was wrapped in a piece of resin.

"Cursed beast gallstones..." Youzhu said, "The accumulation of curses in the bodies of large monsters is a precious material for some curse magic."

"That's quite useful," Aoko looked left and right, then put it in the pile of 'useful' items.

"Scroll of Self-restraint," Qingzi took out a similar parchment scroll and identified it, then put it aside, "It will not be used for the time being."

"Huh?" Qingzi took out a thing that looked like a mechanical pocket watch with a brass case from the box. However, upon closer inspection, there were only four directions marked with letters and only one pointer. "What is this? A compass?"

"A magic meter," Youzhu said after carefully identifying it, "It is a kind of gift used to detect large doses of magic sources. It is very expensive."

After listening to this, Aoko curiously pressed the button on the top of the pocket watch and found that the pointer was pointing at herself motionlessly.

Then she moved left and right and found that the needle of the magic meter was still pointing at her.

"...It's probably because you have too much magic power," Youzhu said, "This kind of gift will usually only be given to the person with the greatest magic power nearby."

"...Then it's useless to me?" Qingzi frowned and said, "I'll give it to you, Youzhu."

Aoko casually handed the beautifully crafted magic meter and the wooden box that contained it to Youzhu.

Youzhu took the box without saying anything because she knew Qingzi was not the kind of person who cared about details.

Qingzi quickened the pace of counting her grandfather's 'relics'. Various strange devices and magic materials were placed on the carpet in the living room in different categories, and Youzhu commented from time to time.

However, grandfather’s inventory was too rich, and even Youzhu didn’t recognize some of the items.

It took Qingzi more than two hours to open and check all the boxes in front of her.

She wiped the non-existent sweat from her head and took out the last metal box from the large box. The box had a lock with a complex mechanical structure and was engraved with a language she didn't recognize. It seemed to be sealed by some magic.