I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

After Lorelaia walked in, Sakura naturally walked into the kitchen to make tea.

The Matou family has servants, and generally speaking, the eldest lady does not need to make tea to entertain guests. But today, because he had to talk about magic-related matters, Tsuruya sent out all the servants at home in advance, and Sakura once again played the role of the hostess.

By the way, it is now three o'clock in the afternoon. Elsa, the real mistress of the family, is still handling official business at the company. He also received Kariya's notice and rushed back to receive the guests.

After the conversation on the road, Sakura still had a good impression of Lorelaia, and she sincerely wanted to entertain her. Unexpectedly, just after making tea, she heard the news that her brother was missing and might have been killed.

a bolt from the blue.

Her brother Shenji has always been her most powerful spiritual pillar, supporting her. Now, the pillars have fallen, the sky has also collapsed, and even the beautiful purple eyes, the windows to the soul, have become dim and chaotic. That is an expression that Tokiomi never had when he passed away.

The camphor wood tea tray fell to the ground, the ceramic teapot and teacups were torn apart, and the amber tea liquid slipped all over the floor. Sakura didn't notice anything, she just stared blankly at Lorelaia, who looked at the latter for a while. Embarrassed.

"No, it's impossible, brother, brother, brother, how can brother--impossible, impossible, impossible"

Sakura kept repeating "impossible", as if she was trying to hypnotize herself in this way and make herself forget the cold reality. Her lost expression was heartbreaking.

"is this real?"

As an adult, Tsuraya's heart is naturally much stronger than Sakura's, but his pale face and unconsciously clenched teeth show that his heart is far less peaceful than his appearance.

"Yes. During this period of time, I invited several magicians who are proficient in prophecy magic, but none of them got any information from Shenji, not at all."

Lorelaia forced herself to calm down and nodded vigorously. No matter how unbearable she was, she had to keep saying it. The longer this happened, the greater the damage it would cause.

It was this sentence that shattered the last glimmer of clarity in Sakura's eyes. She leaned against the wall and roared hysterically, completely lacking her usual image of a lady.

"Impossible, you are lying to me, you must be lying to me, brother, he will be fine, you must be lying to me."

"Brother. Wuwuwu. Brother Wuwuwu."

"cherry"

Kariya was heartbroken. The news of Shinji's disappearance had already made him feel very uncomfortable. Sakura, who was doted on as his daughter, had become like this again. He felt that he should do something, even if it was just in vain, it would be better than letting Sakura continue to collapse like this.

"Miss Lorelaia, does the failure to obtain information from prophecy magic mean that something unexpected has happened to Shinji? Is there no other possibility?"

Lorelaia didn't want to answer, but she couldn't resist the expectant looks around her, so she sighed and said, "Theoretically, it is possible, but the chance of it happening is too low."

"It doesn't matter if it's low, as long as it's there."

This answer gave Kariya a glimmer of hope.

"What are the possibilities?"

"The prophecy magician has insufficient ability to capture the target's fate; the connection between the medium and the target is too weak to support the prophecy; the target enters some ancient secret realm and is cut off from the real world; the target itself is proficient in prophecy magic and is not interested in external information. Prophecy magic interferes; the target carries some kind of conceptual gift that can hinder prophecy; and the target's existence is special, and prophecy magic is not enough to predict its fate."

Lorelaia had asked the magician who was proficient in prophecy magic a long time ago about Kariya's question, and kept the answer firmly in her mind.

"This, isn't that a lot." Kariya laughed dryly, as if he wanted to resolve the bad atmosphere at home.

Lorelaia's expression turned bitter: "It's just in theory. The prophets I hired are all Pride or above. The media used is also the game console that Shenji often plays, and the connection is strong enough. The place where Shenji disappeared is Italy. It is the sphere of influence of the Clock Tower. If there is a secret realm, we would not know about it. Shinji has never learned prophecy magic, and I have never heard of conceptual gifts that can hinder prophecy. As for the last item, I only read about it in legends. I’ve been there, maybe it doesn’t exist in reality, so——”

As she spoke, Loreleia couldn't go on. She began to hate herself. She had already given people despair, so why should she give people hope? The most hateful thing was to extinguish this ray of hope with her own hands.

I'm such a terrible, bad woman.

"As long as there is hope." Heya's tenacity exceeded Lorelaiya's imagination. "Thank you Miss Lorelaiya for bringing us the news. I would like to ask you about your relationship with Shenji——"

"We are friends and allies who have formed a cooperative relationship. The reason why he went to Italy and encountered an accident is that I bear the unshirkable responsibility——"

Having said this, Lorelaia stood up from the sofa and bowed deeply to Tsuraya, Kariya and Sakura.

"——I'm sorry, I know this apology doesn't make any sense, but I still want to say, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Lorelaia's apology gave Sakura a chance to vent, a chance to turn her sadness into anger and let it out.

"Really? Is it you? Was it you? It was you who killed my brother!!!"

At this time, Sakura was like a curled up hedgehog, helplessly rejecting everything around her.

"If it weren't for you, nothing would have happened to my brother. It's your fault, it's all your fault."

"Ms. Sakura Lelaya."

Kariya wanted to persuade her, but Sakura rushed forward as if she didn't hear him at all, pushing Lorelaiya's body hard.

"Go away. You are not welcome in our home. Go away. Go away. I don't want to see you."

"Sakura, me."

"Don't call me Sakura. That's what older brothers can call me. I don't allow you to call me that. Leave quickly."

Sakura pushed harder, but Lorelaia couldn't resist, and she didn't want to resist. She was pushed back and forth until she reached the door.

Knowing that she couldn't stay any longer, Lorelaia handed Heya a card with a phone number printed on it and said, "This is my contact information. If you need anything, you can contact me. I'm pretty good at the Clock Tower." Influence, I will try my best to help if I can.”

"No, we don't need your things."

Sakura grabbed the card, tore it into pieces, and then forcefully opened the door, crying and pushing Lorelaia.

"Let's go, let's go quickly, don't let me see you again, wuwuwuwu - let's go."

"Okay, I'm going, I'm going."

Lorelaia didn't dare to provoke Sakura anymore, so she could only follow Sakura's hand and exit the entrance hall and exit the door.

It seemed that the only option was to ask Webb Velvet to come, she thought.

Just then, she heard a voice.

"Eh? Sakura, Lorelaia, what are you doing?"