Reincarnation Band Magician

Although she didn't save those people, she tried her best. She must be able to go to heaven, right?

"You finally woke up."

The worried voice brought Xiangzi back to his senses.

"clear?"

See you again so soon.

It’s a bit regretful, but also reassuring.

"Xiangzi, you did it."

Nagasaki Kiyoshi held her hand and almost burst into tears.

"All went well, we are on our way back."

"Go back...wait."

After regaining her rationality, Shoko Toyokawa tried to move her hands and feet. She twisted her thigh, and the pain revealed the truth.

"I'm not dead?"

"Of course."

The gentle voice that made Xiangzi feel pain in his heart, Solitude lifted the curtain of the car, and the wound on her face had healed.

"I won't let something valuable go to waste like this. We still have a lot of time to spend together, Xiangzi."

Solitaire smiled gently.

"The wound has healed, but the blood loss still needs to be recovered. After all, I'm not a monk, so this is my limit."

She admired Toyokawa Shoko's talent. This was the first time she had experienced such a thrill in her life.

Of course, this is based on her complete contempt and even disregard for such a low-level mistake.

Same as last time.

Now that she was more serious, Nagasaki Kiyoshi noticed her in an instant because she had more magic wrapped around her.

The magic power accumulated over long years, simply by its existence, is enough to make one immune to most magic cast by humans.

Even if Xiangzi attacks with all his strength now, there may not be any damage at all.

This experience was unforgettable for her, so to commemorate it, she went back and changed her clothes.

Xiangzi, having narrowly escaped death, had grown in courage, and she relaxed a little. "Should I say thank you?"

"As a courtesy, yes."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

In the Cage: 42, General

There were only two people in the carriage, and the space reminded them of the box beds in the shipyard.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi held his teammate's hand in self-reproach.

"it's all my fault."

"Qing, you're right. I was too greedy. If I had acted right from the start... it would have been my own fault. I'm lucky I didn't die."

Xiangzi felt this way from the bottom of his heart.

The belated shock and joy of escaping death suddenly emerged at this moment. Her soft fingers clasped together and felt the warmth.

She did it, survived, and saw Qing again.

Each one is worth being proud of, it’s great, it’s really great…

There was an urge to cry, and then, to laugh out loud.

But a lady can't do that.

"Today, I learned a lot. I want to thank you, Qing. Thank you for believing in me. Besides, isn't everything healed? It just takes some time to recover. There's no need to blame yourself, Qing."

"I understand."

Nagasaki Kiyoshi stored these guilt feelings in the deepest part of his heart, using them as fuel to strengthen his will.

"that--"

Xiangzi suddenly remembered something more important.

"Can you help me check if there are any scars on your back?"

She raised her hand, and Qing pulled her up to sit up. Just this movement made her feel hot and shivering.

This is a symptom of anemia.

Turn around and show your back.

Solitaire's magic couldn't restore the clothes, so the damage was still there.

There was a finger-wide hole in the black dress, and the blood on the surrounding fabric had dried and become a little stiff.

Such wounds made Nagasaki Qing feel uncomfortable.

Because there were still traces of blood, there was nothing to arouse his imagination, so he took a look.

"No scars."

Magic is really powerful.

"Let's take another look."

Nagasaki Kiyoshi suppressed his shyness and took another look. "Visually, no."

"Then you touch it, it's not convenient for me to raise my hand."

At this time, Nagasaki Kiyoshi had no way of refusing his teammate's request, even if it was a slight test of his principles.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and reached in through the gap.

"!"

It was a bit cold this season, and before seeing his teammates, Nagasaki Kiyoshi was nervous, so his fingers were a bit cold.

The cold feeling and the shyness of being touched by the opposite sex made Toyokawa Shoko's body tremble.

Qing's fingers are slender. Because she practiced bass in the past, her fingertips are a little hard, which brings a strange itchy feeling.

Gently touch the place where the wound used to be.

For Nagasaki Kiyoshi, the feeling is like touching the warm ivory keys.

If Xiangzi had not tried so hard to restrain himself, he might have produced a sound different from that of the piano, but equally beautiful.

"--No."

Teammates confirmed this.

Xiangzi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Scars are a man’s medal, but she is a girl, so it is better not to have one if possible.

"Thank you."

Nagasaki Kiyoshi pulled his hand back. He actually wanted to say thank you, but he felt ashamed of such a vulgar thought.

"Let me help you find some clothes."

This ripped backless dress is three hundred years ahead of the times and is inappropriate.

"When buying winter bedding and clothing, I helped everyone pick out a few pieces."

Nagasaki Kiyoshi took out a long dress with black and red as the main colors. Based on his incomplete understanding of Xiangzi over the past six months, he thought that the other party should like this style.

"And then there's this."

He took out a red gift box and was about to help the other person open it. Xiangzi took it and carefully untied the bow.

Xiangzi opened it and saw two neatly folded black ribbons, which were very similar in style to the black and white gold ribbons she was wearing. They were embroidered with exotic flowers in silver thread and were very delicate.

"Thank you, Qing..."

She felt the texture of the headband with her fingers and said gently, "I like it very much, but I'll change it when I get back."

You need to clean yourself up properly. You look so dirty and miserable now.

……

[Humans increase favorability by giving gifts and eventually gain a spouse.]

Solitaire found the previous records in her mind.

Qing said yesterday that he didn't have that kind of feeling for Xiangzi, so is it a gift between family members?

It turned out to be the case.

The conversation inside died down and no one spoke anymore, allowing the injured to rest well.

Solitaire turned her attention to another matter.

It's time to check out Qing's experience.

Although Qing would never do anything stupid given his personality, for Solitiel, there is nothing in the world worth trusting.

If he had done anything, he would have turned around now.

The great demons never keep their word.

【Magic of Recording Vision】

The magic of recording sound

She left a mark on Nagasaki Kiyoshi's shoulder and now began to read.

[It would be nice if there was magic that could read memories... but unfortunately that's not my area of ​​expertise.]

Solitaire always regretted this.

There are also differences in talent among the demons. She has no talent in memory magic and cannot learn it at all.

Perhaps, as a researcher who enjoys research, she also instinctively hates the feeling of having her thoughts peeped into.

So we can only use these inefficient magics.

The perspective of Nagasaki Kiyoshi appeared in my mind, and the voice I heard appeared.

Looking all the way, there was nothing unusual.

He didn't do anything unnecessary and was a good boy who made her feel at ease.

Although it didn't go according to plan, there were unexpected gains, and that was enough for Solitaire.

Ok?

"As expected, everyone gets busy in the fall. But, it's just right."

She was a little depressed in the afternoon. Even demons have bad moods sometimes.

Solitaire stood up.

"Um……"

Hey, another idea.

She looked to the side.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi just happened to stick his head out and sensed a magical power, not as strong as Solitiel's, but it made him feel a little uneasy.

"It's the General. He might have come to investigate because of the human activity this afternoon."

The demon woman squinted her eyes and looked into the distance.

"I'm restraining my magic power, but even if I don't, it might not be effective. Generals are all guys who firmly believe that physical strength is better than magic. Eh? This aura... seems familiar. I think I've seen it many years ago."

It would be great if it was someone you know, maybe we could communicate and cooperate.

She narrowed her eyes in amusement, "Want to try it?"

Nagasaki Kiyoshi summoned his magic wand. "If my opponent is the general... I'm afraid I'll lose ugly."