After the memories began to dissolve into foam and float into the air, shattering and disappearing like glass balls, he looked up, and Natsume, who had not heard the words in Saber's heart, stopped on a street.

It's already here.

Here, this place, is the home that belongs to that man, the night of the wild goose.

It's really ironic to say this, it's obviously her own home, but she can't come back at night, so she can only ask someone else to deliver the gift she wants to deliver to the girl.

It's miserable, no, it's really helpless.

There are not a few people who have compassion for the misfortunes of others, but Natsume can be sure that most of the people who have time to pity others have a happy life and good family conditions.

What about weishenme? Quite simply, only those who live in happiness will have the afterglow to care for those who are unfortunate.

In a chaotic country, the people who do charity are not the politicians and wealthy businessmen, but their children, the pampered children.

In order to find interesting things in a peaceful life, most rich children have this idea to help the poor.

Of course, Natsume will not pity Kiri, who is an undoubted enemy for him personally.

But.

There is only one thing Natsume admires very much, and that is the action of giving everything for the person he wants to protect.

To be honest, Natsume couldn't do it.

Not only did he not want to do it, but another reason was that for Natsume, he didn't have someone to protect.

Alice Fair? Kuyu Maiya? Or is it Artoria? No, it's neither. The person who guards them is just 'Natsume who is on a mission now', not the purest Natsume.

Because-

"Pure self can't protect anyone."

As if refuting the argument, Natsume smacked his tongue bitterly and came to the Maki Mansion through the zebra crossing.

It is a building that looks quite old, just like an ancient temple, and it has the air of quaint clothes.

In addition to this, a creepy and gloomy atmosphere also emerges from everywhere.

Similar to maggots that eat animals, Natsume saw countless wriggling insects crawling in front of his eyes. Then come to the soles of the feet. Then reaching the legs, Zuihou burrowed into his mouth.

The feeling of nausea arose that the maiden was thrown in such a place, as if a lamb had been sent into the mouth of a tiger.

Natsume: It's not resentment. It's just that I think the magic of the Jian Tong family is indeed inhumane.

Use 'worms' to change the magic circuit. Strengthens power through human life or something. Such a forbidden technique should not exist in the world.

however

So what?

I wouldn't be hostile to the Tong family right now for a girl.,Even if you have a sense of disgust with it.。 Natsume won't show it either.

So think about it, think about how to get into the mansion.

Did you sneak in, or did you just go in for some reason?

Standing on the street to the left of the doorway, Natsume was now lost in thought.

First of all, the way of infiltrating can also be implemented, even if the Jian Tong family is a magic master, as long as they hide it well, with their current ability, it is not difficult to successfully break into it.

But if you go in like this, you'll waste a lot of time looking for where Sakura is.

Thinking about it this way, Natsume didn't think that after he went in in a formal way, Makiri would take him to see Sakura.

In other words, there are loopholes in either option right now, which will put the operation in a troublesome situation.

If you want to enter openly, then what are the conditions? What is the reason required to be allowed to see Sakura?

Reason.

Necessary reasons.

Natsume stared at the plaque on the door of the mansion in front of him, intending to gamble.

So, walking directly from the side street to the main entrance, on the way, Natsume saw a situation that made Jihua change immediately.

The door was opened by a man in a suit, and in front of him stood a purple-haired girl, her head bowed and her eyes blank, just listening to their conversation.

Directly opposite the man in the suit was a bald head, with mummified limbs. The sunken eye sockets reveal a delicate light, and the old man who looks very strange is unusual in appearance and behavior, that is, the dirty inkstone of the tree.

Natsume, who had stopped in place, turned around, scratching his head with his hands and not knowing what to do.

After waiting for a while, he found that the man who had finished talking to the innocent inkstone of Maki bowed his head and bowed before getting into the car and leaving, and Natsume flashed from the Maki mansion.

Of course, it's not that you give up on Jihua, but that there's another way.

Passing by the car next to you and driving down the street, the slope here is high, so there is a difference in elevation, because there are many houses in the middle, the car to drive to the street below has to turn a lot of corners.

"There should be plenty of time."

Thinking boredly, Natsume crossed the fence and closed her eyes after taking another look at the girl who had walked into the mansion.

Because Natsume saw it, Tosaka, no, it was Sakura Makiri's slightly expectant look at Shijie outside.

Shijie is really distorted, and society is really dark.

Then I have to deal with this kind of shijie and social change.

Passing through a large number of houses in one breath, Natsume, who had climbed to the roof through the fence, saw a car driving from the right to the left.

The slope is a relatively dense traffic area, which seems to be the only way to solve it.

The next moment the car drove a certain distance, Natsume jumped down towards the roof.

Bang!

Stepping on it with both feet and hearing the exclamations of the people below, Natsume didn't give them a chance to spare, pulled out the big knife behind his back with his right hand, and inserted it directly into the position of the main driver.

I heard the sound of flesh shattering, and in addition to the sound of the bone shattering effect, I guess it was a direct cut of the head.

It's funny.

Due to the loss of the driver, the uncontrolled steering wheel crashed directly into a nearby wall with the car, and the front of the car was completely twisted, and Natsume jumped down and dodged the impact.

Coming to the side, in addition to moaning, there is also the coughing sound of an adult man.

The head of the man in the suit I saw before had a huge opening, and he looked at Natsume with a little horror in his eyes, but he immediately stretched out his hand into his arms.

Before he could take the gun, Natsume's left hand was cut off, and the man in the suit who let out a painful roar coughed loudly and sprayed blood on the passenger seat in front of him.

Seeing that he had lost his ability to resist, Natsume reached into his arms and felt a business card on the inside of his clothes.

"Someone from the Magic Society?"

"Ahem, you, you think."

"Shut up."

There is no photo on the business card, just a piece of information, which can be put to good use.

Natsume, who turned around and was about to leave, saw two elementary school students standing on the side of the street in a daze.

Biting his lip, Natsume waved his hand at them with a smile as hearty as he could, but the red liquid that stuck to his hand spilled and fell in front of them.

Not good.

Natsume shrugged and left the scene as fast as he could.

Now, it's time to go inside. (To be continued......)