Chapter Twenty-Five: I Can Do What Red A Can Do
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The blue and black brick walls that have been eroded by time, the roofs that are cleaned regularly but still have tenacious vines, the layout that blends in with the environment, and the bungalows that are different from the modern architectural style and still have a unique charm.
Everything is the same as the home that Shinji knew.
"It seems that my father is still in charge of these things. Shinji stood in front of the gate and sighed softly.
For as long as he can remember, his father has been dealing with all kinds of transactional work. Whether it's business dealings, or the hiring of servants, or the maintenance of the house, it's all from Tsuruya's hand, which is why there is almost no difference between the two worlds from the outside.
Appearance only.
Although he didn't enter the interior, Shinji was sure that the inside was completely different from the home he was familiar withβnot the specific decoration or furnishings, but the feeling of home.
In this world, the shadow of the Jian Tong family is also that the founder of the Jian Tong dirty inkstone is not dead.
In this world, his most important family, his sister Sakura, did not go to the Makiri family.
"It's still a tree, but it's not my house, my home. Shinji sighed, leaned on the outer wall a few times, crossed the roof, and climbed into the backyard.
In another world, every morning, he and his sister would exercise in the courtyard according to the instructions of the master craftsman. When there is no arrangement, one person will move out of a reclining chair and brew a pot of tea, Japanese-style tea soup or Western-style black tea can be, depending on Sakura's mood, Shinji does not pay attention to this. Then hold a book, look at it is an afternoon, when you are tired of reading, you will cover the book on your face, take a break, limited laziness, warm and quiet.
In this world, there is also such a child, lying on the recliner older than the child's age and reading a book. The boy read intently, unaware of the intrusion of uninvited guests.
The guest who entered casually glanced at the title page of the book, and a hint of clarity appeared on his face - it was one of the books in the collection of the Maki family, a magic primer written by the ancestor of the Maki family. He, his sister Sakura, and his uncle Tsuru all walked through the door of magic according to the records in this book.
Since it is an enlightenment book, it is naturally very simple to record. According to the education system of a normal magician's lineage, the content of this book is only applicable to education up to the age of eight. But the child in front of him is half older than eight years old, four years overage.
Why are you so sure?
Because this child has dark blue curly hair, a pair of dark blue eyes, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and even every part of the body Shinji is extremely familiar - can his body not be familiar?
That's right, this is Shinji Kiriri, the self of the parallel world.
There is no need to do any checks, just based on the book in the boy's hand, Shinji knows that the boy is the same as himself, and the magic circuit is completely closed because of the water and soil, which means that he does not have the qualifications of a magician, and is just an ordinary person.
That's why he's still reading introductory books at this age, because he can't enter the door of magic at all.
"It's useless. β
Shinji's voice interrupted the boy's concentration, and the boy looked up at the young man who had suddenly appeared in the courtyard.
"You are?"
"Interest, no, a passing magician. β
For some reason, the boy felt very familiar to the man in front of him.
"Magician, are you a magician?" a look of excitement appeared in the boy's eyes, and he was a little uncertain, "Which magician?"
"It's the kind of book you read, look at it. Shinji smiled, "Water." β
Accompanied by a monosyllabic chant, the moisture in the air gathers into Shinji's hands and condenses into a water balloon.
The boy stretched out his finger and carefully poked the water balloon, as if to verify the authenticity.
"Do you believe it now?" Shinji asked.
"Believe, believe. The boy nodded repeatedly, "Well, can you teach me magic?" I want to learn, but I can't. β
"Then why do you want to learn?"
"Because the Kirito family is a magician family, it is a special existence. Although my grandfather said that I don't have the quality of a magician and can't learn magic, but I am the heir of the Maki family, and I believe that it is special, and I must learn magic, even if I can't learn it, I have to write it down. The boy's face was full of determination, a belief he had embraced since he was a child, and it had never changed.
"If you became a magician, what would you want to do?"
"Well," said the boy, who lowered his head and thought for a moment, "read all the books in the house and reproduce all those magic tricks." β
"And then?"
"I haven't thought about it, I can't even feel magic right now. The boy's expression darkened.
"Even if that's the case, you're going to stick to it?" Shinji's voice was a little more inexplicable.
"Yes. The boy was unwavering.
"Even if it's a lifetime in vain, even if it's a wasted life?"
"Yes. β
"Remember what you said today, remember how you feel at the moment, and don't forget β especially after you become a magician. β
Hearing Shinji's words, the boy was stunned: "Can I still be a magician?"
"Yes. β
"Grandpaβ"
"Leave that old antique alone, he's outdated, I said yes. Shen Er said firmly.
"What should I do?" the boy would be skeptical.
"I took off my shirt. β
"Huh?"
"Ahh β
"Oh, oh. The boy began to borrow his coat, "Well, take it all off?"
"Take it all off!"
"And then?"
"Then I'll open up your closed magic circuit. Shinji explained, "There is one sentence that you are not wrong, you are indeed different from ordinary people. Ordinary people don't have magic circuits, you have - there are thirty-two in total, the quality and quantity are very good, although they are not top-notch, but they can barely rank first-class. It's just that your magic circuit is solidified and closed for some reason, which is why you can't generate mana,"
"Can I become a magician if I open the magic circuit?" said the boy.
"The direction is right, of course there's still a long way to go, it's better than no hope at all β lie down in your chair, don't move, I'll help you get through the magic loop now." β
Shen Eryi waved his hand, and the boy immediately lay down obediently, motionless.
Shinji continued, "The process of opening the magic circuit will be painful, so painful that you want to die. But no matter how much it hurts, you have to endure it. The first thing to get started with magic is cognitive death, and if you can't even pass this level, you don't want to be a magician, understand?"
"Understand, I'll definitely hold back, because I'm the heir of the Maki family, and I'm Shinji Makiri!"
"Very good, it's right to have this momentum, let's start now!"
The young version of Shinji Maki laughed and slapped the boy's chest with one palm, and the magic stored in the servant's body poured into the latter's body like a tide.
PS: It's not glorifying the original Shinji.,Shinji's quest for the Demon Way is really sincere.,He's been searching for books since he was a child.,Record the unusable Demon Dao.,Although the reason for this is because he's special.,Superior.γ
PS2: Title Interpretation: Red A, that is, Valhalla Emiya passed on his experience directly to Emiya Shirou in the UB line of "Fate stay night" to help him open the hang, and Shinji is also playing to himself in the parallel world.