Abnormal month

Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed to understand but not quite.

Roy said a lot.

The part she could understand was that the magic in this world was completely different from the magic she had seen in novels before. They were almost two completely different things, and they were complicated, awkward and tedious in their own way.

However, since the magician assessment now has the standard of strength, and Roy is the lowest-ranking youngest son, does that mean he is also the weakest among magicians?

He killed a monster bigger than a lion in one move?

And if that's the case, why was the magician so enthusiastic about Roy in the refugee shelter during the day?

"Go take a shower first."

Roy walked out of the kitchen with water drops on his hands.

He pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

"I'll bring you the clothes later."

"... I know."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was silent for several seconds before she got up and walked towards the bathroom.

The bathroom was also very traditional Japanese style. To her, it had a kind of beauty from the last century. Fortunately, the water and electricity were still working.

When she took off her shirt, she suddenly paused.

Looking down, she found that her shirt was already soaked, and the outline of her underwear was visible. Although it was not very clear, it was more of a hazy temptation.

Could it be that he had seen everything during dinner just now?

The girl crossed her arms, and her face flushed with a blush that she didn't know whether it was shyness or anger, and she looked charming and seductive for a while.

After a while, she sighed with a wry smile and sat on the stool to wash.

Her fair skin and plump figure were very eye-catching no matter where she was.

But she looked like she was worried, and her attention was not on taking a bath at all.

"I brought the clothes."

Plop!

In the silent bathroom, the intense heartbeat suddenly burst out, and the tension filled the brain, making Kasumigaoka Shiyu feel like sitting on pins and needles for a moment.

"It's at the door. If it doesn't fit, just make do with it."

As soon as the voice fell, footsteps sounded and gradually moved away.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and her smooth and round shoulders shrugged weakly.

An hour later

Kasumigaoka Shiyu sat upright in front of the kotatsu. She was wearing a loose white pajamas, with her hairband off. Her long hair was still a little wet. Because she had just gotten out of the bath, her skin looked much more delicate than during the day.

Her face was heavy, as if she was thinking very seriously.

Hearing Roy's footsteps, the girl suddenly tensed up.

Then she looked up at Roy as if she had made an important realization.

The boy was wearing a simple white T-shirt and indigo trousers. Without the suppression of a baseball cap, his wet white messy hair was completely imprinted in her eyes. His hair was thick and slightly curled at the ends, looking elegant and fashionable.

He took off his glasses, and Shiyu saw his facial features clearly for the first time.

Sure enough, he was as delicate as a work of art. He was neither handsome nor beautiful. He had a sense of omnipotence. The charm of his face seemed to transcend gender and was better looking than all the idols she had seen on TV.

Under the light, his skin was dazzlingly white, no less than a girl's, and his slender body gave people a sense of morbid fragility.

Looking at that face, Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly felt confused.

She felt a sense of disharmony from nowhere.

She couldn't tell what was wrong, but she just felt inexplicably bothered in her heart.

She always felt that something was wrong with his face.

Suddenly, Roy turned his head.

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly met the pair of blood-red pupils, and her delicate body trembled instinctively, as if she was stared at by something dangerous, and a sense of panic arose from the bottom of her heart.

For some reason, his blood-red pupils were inexplicably gloomy at this moment. Against the backdrop of the blood-red pupils, his expression was less gentle than during the day, and more indifferent.

"You are here."

Roy saw the girl sitting by the stove, put on his glasses again, and a smile appeared on his face.

As soon as the gentle smile appeared, the cold aura on his body suddenly disappeared, and his temperament became gentle again.

"You should sleep on your side tonight."

Kasumigaoka Shiyu was a little uncomfortable with his rapid change, but she didn't care.

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Fortunately, Roy didn't mean to let her sleep with him.

She is now a refugee. According to the attitude of the shelter, refugees have a very low status in this world. Even if they just do a little thing, it is definitely not a crime punishable by death, but they can be killed.

Even if Roy asked her to sleep with him tonight, she had no choice. If she refused, she might even be killed.

And who knows if the magician has any hypnosis or other means.

Fortunately, Roy didn't do so, which made her feel much more at ease.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu secretly thanked that the master she served was not the kind of person obsessed with sex.

Under Roy's arrangement, Kasumigaoka Shiyu lived in a side-bedroom. Although it was a side-bedroom, it was much larger than the master bedroom of an ordinary family, with a bed, bedding and wardrobe.

After turning off the lights, Kasumigaoka Utaha lay in bed, her mind in a mess.

During the day at the shelter, she remembered that golden-haired, black-skinned magician seemed to be attracted by her beauty and planned to take her away.

Then Roy came and snatched her from that man on the pretext that he was attracted to her.

But she stayed here, and Roy did nothing.

If he wanted to do something, she couldn't resist at all, and there was no need to pretend to be a gentleman. In other words, Roy really didn't want to do anything to her.

Of course she didn't want Roy to do anything, she just felt weird about it.

Since he didn't have that kind of intention, what did Roy do to snatch her away from the black man?

To be honest, she didn't like that black guy either. The way he looked at her was like looking at a commodity, not at all like he was looking at a fellow human being like her.

In comparison, Roy has a gentle and gentlemanly personality, much better than that black one. Of course, she would prefer to be an attendant on Roy's side.

An Yilun didn't know what was going on, but he was a man, so he would never be worse off than her.

Too many things happened today, and she was so tired that her brain quickly became mush and she fell asleep in a daze.

"I hope to wake up tomorrow and find that everything was just a dream..."

night.

Roy settled down at Kasumigaoka Shiyu, carrying a wine bottle, and came to sit down in front of the eaves alone.

Looking up at the sky, dark clouds cover everything, and the moon cannot be seen at all. Even drinking wine under the moon is a luxury.

He raised his head and poured the drink into his mouth. The spicy taste stimulated his senses and fell from his throat to his stomach. Unlike the gentleman he looked like on the outside, he drank in a very casual manner.

"It's almost time to start..."

late at night.

Roy changed his clothes, wore a dark robe and a mask on his face, hiding his entire face, and walked out of the mansion in black.

Only a pair of blood-red pupils were exposed from all over his body.

Without the shielding of glasses, his eyes were much sharper and colder than during the day.

Silently, his figure disappeared into the night.

On the west side of Fuyuki City, there is a small hill, less than a hundred meters high. The only way up the mountain is a long staircase in the front.

This mountain is called Yuanzang Mountain.

Originally, there was a temple on this mountain called Liudong Temple. However, on the day of the disaster ten years ago, this temple was burned down by fire. Even the abbot and his family who lived in the temple were killed in the flames. Until now, the place is still a mess. Scorched earth.

"There are quite a few barriers."

The man in black stopped at the foot of the mountain. He didn't disturb anyone along the way.

"But it's pointless."

The man in black tugged at the corner of his mouth under the mask, malice filling his tone.

He closed his eyes, then opened them again.

Gem-like brilliance shone in his eyes.