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Eriri, who was rushing to finish her manuscript, looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha, a plump woman in black stockings, who appeared dignified on the surface, but another version of her appeared beside her, writing furiously.

"Is this how magic tricks are used?"

I'm so envious, why is that?

Yes.

Although Kasumigaoka has not yet condensed magical power, she has already learned her first magic trick and is very skilled at it.

This magic trick allows you to multitask, with one person fully focused on being a witness and absorbing knowledge and information.

One diligently and directly completed the task.

Moreover, once it's back, you can directly dip it in ink and transfer it onto paper, which is super convenient.

Her cultivation progress is considered very fast even among ordinary people.

Of course, "ordinary people" here is in contrast to cultivation geniuses.

In fact, compared to those high-ranking officials and illustrious figures, ordinary people are much faster at magic tricks, as if the tricks were tailor-made for them.

Some people have already achieved upward social mobility as a result.

It wasn't because of luck that he found some extraordinary items, but because he condensed magic power and changed his fate.

Now that the magic has been gathered, a bunch of companies, groups, conglomerates, and government agencies are immediately trying to win them over.

Luxury homes, luxury cars, beautiful women to keep you company—you name it, they have it. Some even marry off their daughters to curry favor with them.

Anyway, the first wave of extraordinary individuals (not those at the extraordinary level) were quickly recruited and absorbed.

But Eriri had a premonition.

This is only temporary.

In the future, there will be more extraordinary individuals, and even the entire population will become extraordinary. There will even be magicians at the extraordinary, saintly, or legendary levels. How will you win them over?

Why should I be recruited by you?

Why should we listen to the words of an ant that can be crushed with one hand?

How can a mere mortal possess so many resources?

The thought of that scene sent a chill down her spine. Her expression shifted for a long time before she suddenly threw down her pen and rejected the entire manuscript.

No more drawing.

It's no longer of any use.

Those from wealthy families who practice magic seem to be burdened by something, making their practice slow.

She's the only one who's young, or rather, hasn't done anything wrong, and is considered good.

so.....

Eriri looked up:

"Kasumigaoka, what angle are you at? I'm coming to find you."

Sometimes, growing up happens in an instant.

......

"That just now..."

In front of the mansion under the snow.

After a long silence, Pochi-chan suddenly spoke up and asked softly, "That wasn't my hallucination, or maybe it was some kind of hell, Du!"

"...Did you see that?"

Yukinoshita pushed open the door and smiled, her smile still warm and gentle.

"It's hell~"

Boqi Jiang uttered two words.

"Liar~"

Yukinoshita simply said softly, "Isn't it hell for me?"

Unlike the Shirou in the original work.

She didn't have amnesia; everything was so clear, as if it happened yesterday.

She could even feel the warmth of her mother's hand; everything was vivid in her mind, clearly etched into every corner of her soul...

"So, Dad... Mom and they are all..."

Boqi-chan just couldn't bring herself to say the words "finally died".

But tears still flowed uncontrollably again. She no longer showed the evasion and fear of before, only a tense consciousness, her eyes wide open with tears streaming down her face: "...Du, who exactly is he!"

She was kind, gentle, and timid, but absolutely, absolutely... absolutely unforgivable.

The person who caused all of this.

Daddy must be in so much pain, Mommy must be suffering so much. She did nothing wrong, she just wanted her daughter to live...

Why.

Even she, who only saw it, was in so much pain. How must she feel, being alone?

Boqi-chan doesn't even dare to think about it.

I don't even dare to think about it.

Is she really as warm as she appears?

"It wasn't her fault. Maybe she just wanted to stop the disaster."

She didn't understand before, but now, after hearing Tohsaka Shoko briefly mention the Holy Grail War, she pieced together many clues.

Although I don't understand the details, I can roughly guess what happened.

Previously, she had only heard her adoptive mother talking in her sleep and vaguely sensed that it was related to her. Sometimes she even thought about burning her to death in the mansion while she was resting, to pay off her own life and avenge her parents.

But it's probably not going to work. It's just speculation. Killing innocent people, or even benefactors, simply because it might be wrong.

Fortunately, I still regret it.

Now that we've guessed it was probably to prevent some kind of disaster, we should be thankful, right?

After all, this is the right thing to do.

If it involves more people, more innocent people, then sacrificing a mere few hundred thousand people in one place should be understandable.

But I don't think this is just, Mother.

You may be right, but being right is itself wrong.

I want... I want...

I want to become a champion of justice!

Yukinoshita Doku's eyes remained as resolute as ever, before she looked toward the warehouse on one side of the vast courtyard.

"Yili, let me take you to see... my mother."

"Mother... Mother? Miss Yukinoshita?"

Wiping away her tears, Boqi tried to breathe deeply, constantly telling herself to be strong and not to run away anymore.

"No, she's my biological mother."

Yukinoshita shook her head and walked towards the warehouse on one side of the mansion.

"Mom? No...."

Boqi-chan was stunned.

"Yes, Mom is dead..."

Yukinoshita pushed open the warehouse door, and as it swung open, moonlight, brighter than ever before, streamed in. (The atmosphere in the sky hadn't yet recovered.)

A spotless and cozy room appeared before everyone.

"That's...my home?"

Boqi stared blankly at the familiar arrangement, even the familiar toys, sofa, and picture frames—everything was exactly the same.

It was exactly the home she knew.

Apart from.....

She stared blankly at the right side of the sofa, at the spot where her mother loved to sit and watch TV...

A pair of hands waving!

A pair of pale hands, covered in black spots yet incredibly lifelike, even maintained a lifting posture, as if frozen in that moment.

"I'm home, Dad, Mom."

Yukinoshita waved naturally: "Sorry I'm late today."

There was nothing I could do; I died. Oh dear, I thought I was going to go to the underworld to find you guys, but someone saved me.

But that's definitely not a good thing, because you won't be able to see your parents in the underworld either.

"I know, I know, I'll thank Tohsaka-san properly... Hmm, I have a feeling that Hakurei is also involved, I don't know why."

"But he probably doesn't care, he's not an outsider... Hehehe, but someone like me is long gone, it's impossible for me to be with him."

"Yeah, this body is probably all I can give back to him, hehe, but that guy isn't interested at all, so there's nothing I can do."

The girl seemed to be talking to her parents.

She clearly remembered every feeling of that black mud, and she knew it all too well.

That feeling of fear and trembling that even the soul trembles... those who are burned by that thing probably don't even have a soul anymore.

But that's just how humans are.

It's not that the deceased need to be mourned, but that the descendants need to use mourning to deceive themselves.

'No...actually, I feel that person is quite interested in physical intimacy.'

Shocked by this scene, Pochi-chan stared blankly at those familiar hands, murmuring to herself, 'Actually, I've seen his gaze linger on your chest several times...'

Mom, Dad.

No, please, this kind of thing...

......

From the perspective of.

Everyone fell silent.

They couldn't see what Yukinoshita Tomo was thinking, but they could guess from her expression that she might have a tragic past.

But I never expected it to be this bad...

The cozy room and living room were clearly her former home.

In the cozy home, there is a pair of lifelike hands with black spots.

The girl naturally called out "Dad" and "Mom".

Mother's hands became a pair of broken, charred, and pale hands. And what about Father's?

It burned out?

Not even bone fragments were left?

That eerie, chilling feeling made their hair stand on end. In fact, Xiaotongtong, Nino, and the other girls had screamed in fright.

People like Kaguya Shinomiya and Ichika Nakano were also startled and felt a chill run down their spines.

"I...I had a feeling something was off about her. She was too friendly, too nice. I didn't expect her to be so strange."

The black cat wiped away its cold sweat, its pupils still contracting in shock.

"I misunderstood her, she's so kind! It's so tragic, clearly caused by some natural disaster or man-made calamity, yet she didn't seek revenge on society... Seriously, I'm devastated."

Many people gasped.