Yokohama High School of Magic

"Welcome back."

The young detective put down the glass ball between his fingers, and stretched out his hand very naturally: "Snacks~"

Under everyone's complicated eyes, the sharp-eyed man took out a bag of pastry paper bags that didn't suit his temperament. On the side of the paper bag was the logo of 'Imperial House'.Not only that, he also deliberately walked to the innermost part of the conference room and handed the pastry bag to Ranpo Edogawa who was waiting with his hand outstretched.

Edogawa ranpo glanced inside the bag, seemed very happy, he stood up from his seat, and sat cross-legged on the first vacant seat on the right.

The smell of pastries filled the meeting room.

Fukuzawa Yukichi sat on the chair that Edogawa Ranpo had just left, facing the crowd, with a serious aura for nothing.

"There are still ten and seven minutes before the appointed time."

While everyone was listening quietly, they didn't see the next sentence for a long time.

Gone?

The panda looked sideways: the silver-haired man folded his hands after saying this, sat with his eyes closed, and didn't intend to speak any more.

Ranpo Edogawa, who was beside him, put the pastry bag between his folded legs, and ate the pastry to himself.

There was silence in the meeting room.

Nagasaki Yaqiangwei glanced at the head inexplicably, leaned towards the senior sister beside her, and asked again in a breathy voice: "Are we going to wait here until 09:30?"

Chanyuan Maki glanced at the man who closed his eyes, took out the mobile phone from Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei's pocket and handed it to her: "Playing with the mobile phone."

The drowsy dog ​​Curly Thorn thought it was someone else's territory, so he was polite for a few minutes, and after a while, his white head started bit by bit again.

Megumi Fukuro was trying her best to avoid contact with Ranpo Edogawa.

Outside the quiet and silent meeting room, a group of students from the Kyoto school were watching the scenery on the road in the car.

"Yokohama, my sister is here too." Miwa Kasumi was in a good mood, "It would be nice if there was free time after the meeting."

"Teacher, do you have free activities tonight?" Nishimiya Momo, who was sitting opposite her, just happened to see Ange Ji who was walking behind Sanlunxia.

"What's wrong?" An Geji recalled the perspective of her student days, guessing: "Are you going to play?"

Knowing Sanlun Xia's character well, Xi Gongtao asked her directly: "No, Xia wants to find her sister, is it okay?"

Sanlunxia hurriedly turned her head, waved her hand embarrassingly and added: "If it delays everyone's time, forget it!"

"It's okay, let's go." An Geji didn't care too much: "Just pay attention to your own safety."

"Really!" Sanlunxia's eyes lit up, and she turned on her phone expectantly, intending to send a message to her sister.

"It's fine to just say it with such anticipation." Xigong Momo, who had retired, took a piece of chocolate from her coat pocket and ate it.

Zenyuan Zhenyi sat beside Xi Gongtao, with his legs crossed, looking at the receding scenery outside the window, he was in a good mood.

"But the Yokohama school actually agreed." While eating chocolate, Momo Nishinomiya spoke vaguely, "I thought they were the ones who opposed it the most."

Kamo Kenji looked up at her and didn't say much.

Zenyuan Maki, who was originally in a good mood, frowned a little when she heard this sentence, but she soon calmed down and watched from the other side: Anyway, it is something that the Yusanjia and the upper echelon should be vigilant about, and has nothing to do with her.

The Yusanjia, who was separated from her by an aisle, was indeed as she thought. Ever since she learned the news of the Yokohama school's agreement, she had been thinking about it, and hadn't even said anything since yesterday.

Regarding the proposal from the Yokohama school, the upper echelons of the magic circle went to Yokohama school to discuss matters related to the proposal, plus what Wujo had said to her at the end of the sister school competition... Angeji’s subconscious mind tightened, and some concern.

This time, the principal of Leyan Temple did not come with him. He was in charge of guarding the Kyoto school. The only teacher in charge of the Kyoto school was An Geji, who was responsible for dealing with all kinds of emergencies that might arise.

The melodious piano prelude sounded:

"Dear passenger, your destination has arrived. Please take your belongings and get off the bus in an orderly manner. When getting off the bus, please be courteous to the passengers around you..."

Several people in uniforms stood up at the same time. The expected meeting time was not more than one day. They didn't have any luggage and went to battle lightly.

"So hot!"

Nishinomiya Momo walked a few steps slower, hiding in the huge shadow of Aoi Todo.

It wasn't so hot when I came out in the morning, but now the temperature is so high that the air in the distance is slightly distorted.

An diva who was also very hot herself comforted her: "Be patient, the Yokohama school will come to pick us up soon."

"Is it the Kyoto school?"

A flat voice suddenly sounded.

Kenji Kamo's pupils shrank, and he looked up abruptly.

when……!

From getting off the car until now, Kamo Kenji didn't notice any approaching breath at all. He frowned and looked at this Yokohama school teacher who seemed to have no sense of existence all the time.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't seem to notice his scrutiny, and turned sideways to reveal the black car behind him: "I'm in charge of taking you to the Yokohama school."

"Thank you, Oda-sensei." Angeji nodded to him.

Milun Xia, who has no research on cars, just expects the car to have air-conditioning.

Instead, Zenyuan Zhenyi, who was walking beside her, raised his eyebrows and showed an expression of interest.

The atmosphere of the Tokyo school was completely different. The group of the Kyoto school was very quiet in the car, just quietly looking at the street scene outside the car window.

The familiar process appeared again: "Please close your eyes and count a hundred in your heart."

During the internal discussion, several people from the Kyoto school who listed a few rough guesses did not raise any objections, and simply closed their eyes neatly.

"Please open your eyes."

When he opened his eyes, a luxurious building with a Western European style and the black building behind it came into view, and the few people paused insignificantly.

"Yokohama school...?" An Geji asked uncertainly.

Standing outside the gate of the Yokohama school, Miwa Kasumi raised her head, opened her mouth slightly, marveled for a long time, and focused all her attention on the black building.

Oda Sakunosuke nodded: "Please follow me, everyone from the Tokyo campus is already in the meeting room."

"They are earlier than us." Xigong Momo was inexplicably upset.

On the fifth floor of the teaching building, there was nothing else in the originally quiet and silent meeting room except the sound of chewing pastries. The silver-haired man who pushed the door and entered at the beginning sat at the head, resting like a clock, closing his eyes for a nap.

Kaginizaki Wild Rose, who was still mentally waiting, has already turned on the screen of her mobile phone, hiding under the table and scrolling through the forum.

The man above suddenly opened his eyes.

"coming."

what?

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei, who was so engrossed in browsing the forum, didn't realize it for a while, the sound of opening the door sounded again, and she subconsciously turned her head to look over.

Immediately, they met a face that looked at each other with disgust.

Kizaki Yaqiangwei put away her phone in a second, sat up straight with her upper body crossed, with a provocative expression of "I've been waiting for you for a long time, why are you so slow".

Zenyuan Zhenyi glanced at her, gave a 'tss', and turned to find a place to sit on the other side of the conference table.

Several people from the Kyoto school sat in a row one after another. Edogawa Ranpo, who was sitting cross-legged, did not let go of the hand holding the pastry. The other hand pinched the edge of the conference table, and with force, the chair legs rubbed against the floor. A sharp voice came, which attracted the attention of all members of the Kyoto school.

Edogawa Ranpo, who was originally sitting in the same row as the Kyoto school, now sits in the same row as the leader, Fukuzawa Yukichi.

For some reason, seeing this scene, a word popped up in Kenji Kamo's heart: 'similar'.

Everyone from the Kyoto school has arrived, and the representatives from the Yokohama school have also arrived. Only the teacher leading the team from their side has not yet appeared.

The panda glanced sideways at the vacant seats specially reserved by several people, and had an inexplicable intuition that Wu would not come today.

Edogawa, who was sitting next to the silver-haired man, swallowed the pastry in his mouth, and said casually, "Let's get started."

The silver-haired man glanced at him without raising any objections.

The sharp looking man nodded to everyone present, and introduced himself first: "I am the class teacher of the third grade of the Yokohama Magic College, Fukuzawa Yukichi." He raised his hand to signal the young detective beside him: "This is me. student, Edogawa Ranpo."

"Yo." Edogawa Luanbu raised his hand to say hello, smiling.

"Hello, I am the leading teacher of the Kyoto school, An Ge Ji." An Ge Ji nodded to him.

The students beside her noticed the complicated expressions on the faces of the Tokyo school when Fukuzawa Yukichi mentioned Edogawa Ranpo.

Kenji Kamo and Zenin Shinji looked at each other calmly.

"Out of the common thought of supporting the decisions of the upper echelons of the magic world, everyone is gathered here today. The construction of the defense system is conducive to the protection of the city." our common ultimate goal.”

Fukuzawa Yukichi's voice was quiet, yet with an inexplicably trustworthy sense of reliability.

However, a few people around the conference table recalled the deduction that Gojo Satoru said that day, showing a slightly weird expression.

Edogawa ran his elbows on the armrest, his face resting on his palms, his eyes swept across the strange-looking people, and he raised his eyebrows.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's voice continued: "I heard that the two schools have recently launched a series of preparatory work on the protection system. Because it is the first time for the Yokohama school to participate in the construction work related to the upper level, the relevant experience is insufficient. Considering the comprehensive consideration of efficiency and time, I hope that the two schools in Kyoto and Tokyo will provide guiding suggestions for our school to start the construction work.”

Nagasaki Yarose listened carefully to Fukuzawa Yukichi's speech, but actually had no idea why relevant students from both schools were required to be present at such a matter.

live teaching?

She wandered off, and then thought of the limousine she just sat in and the environment of the Yokohama campus, which was comparable to a world-class university, and her mood became a little higher, thinking that this trip was not a loss.

Zenyuan Maki glanced at the Kyoto school and listened carefully. The teacher leading the team who was presenting his own opinion glanced at the empty chair by his side and leaned against the back of the chair.

After Ange Ji finished her speech, the eyes of several people turned to Tokyo Campus.

"..."

All the students of the Tokyo school avoided their gaze.

"Wujo is late again?!" An Geji's expression became irritable for a moment.She had already seen the empty chair opposite, but she didn't have a seizure.

Fukuzawa Yukichi put his hands in his undergarment sleeves, showing no emotion on his face.

"Well, it doesn't matter if he comes or not for this kind of meeting." Edogawa, who didn't know when he started to eat cakes again, puffed up one side of his face, and his voice was vague.

The meeting room was silent for a few seconds.

In the silence of everyone, Edogawa Luanbu swallowed the last piece of pastry, patted the crumbs on his hands, "Since there is nothing to say, the meeting will just end."

The silver-haired man said, "Ms. Oda will take you to the temporary dormitory."

Temporary dormitory?

An Geji was taken aback, "But, it seems that there are no arrangements for the future." Logically speaking, the two schools should leave in an orderly manner.

Although until now, no necessary information was mentioned in the whole meeting, but the meetings arranged by the upper echelons of the magic world have always been like this, and An Ge Ji is used to it.

"how come."

The boy stood up and patted the pastry crumbs on his legs. The beret blocked most of his face, and he could only see an inexplicable smile on the corner of his lips.At the meeting point of everyone's eyes in the meeting room, the young man in the center of everyone's eyes stood up straight, raised his right hand, and flicked the brim of the brown beret with his fingertips.

The bright sunshine in the morning came through the window and shone gently on his face, the boy's green eyes gleamed with a bright gleam, and a smile condensed in the center of the emerald, as if standing in the infinite distance. The embankment overlooks the present far away.

He seemed to be in a good mood, and slightly raised the end of the sentence:

"The next development is the highlight."

"Do people at the Yokohama school like to say that half hides half?"

Sitting in the resting place provided by the Yokohama school, Zenin Zhenyi put her arms around her chest, expressionless.

Milunxia raised her head and looked around curiously and amazed, and whispered, "It's completely different from the Kyoto school."

Jijiwan stood by the wall, inspected the portrait of a gentle woman hanging on it, was silent for two seconds, and made a judgment: "It's authentic."

They were in a huge suite on three floors, and each room was fully functional.The huge delicate chandelier hangs down from the third floor to the second floor, and falls on the top of the living room on the first floor. In addition to wine, there are all kinds of drinks on the corner bar, whether it is sparkling water or fruit juice.

It is a Rococo-style suite, not only surprisingly large in size, but also extravagantly decorated.

"This school really puts money on my face." Xi Gongtao complained while hugging her broom, actually feeling a little envious in her heart.

"Well, the school with that kind of rumor must not be short of money."

Hearing these words, Zenyuan Zhenyi suddenly recalled what he was wearing and what he had said when he first met Atsushi Nakajima.She frowned, her knuckles resting on her chin, with some puzzlement and hesitation.

Behind her, Kenji Kamo was sitting quietly beside a heavy bookshelf, looking at a foreign language book he had just taken down.

Just as Zenin Zhenyi was about to speak, Kenji Kamo closed the book in his hand, stood up slowly, and stuffed the foreign language books in his hand back on the bookshelf. He looked out of place in the rococo-style decoration in his safari-style school uniform.

"Where are you going?"

Kenji Kamo's voice was light: "Since we have to wait here, why not do something meaningful."

"The Yokohama school should not have a rule that guests are not allowed to walk."

Zenyuan Zhenyi hesitated, then remembered the doubts about Atsushi Nakajima just now, and stood up anyway, "I'll go too."

Jiwan, who had been quiet all the time, spoke only occasionally, also said, "I'll go too."

"I'm going to find 'Brother'!" Dongtang Kui wiped her nose with her index finger, her fighting spirit was high.The suite of the Tokyo school is opposite them, and the distance between the two schools is very close.

"I'm not going, I'll stay here." Xi Gongtao had already started to choose a room for the night, and she stepped on the stairs to go upstairs with a clear goal: "I want this one on the second floor."

An Geji was still negotiating with the other party in the conference room, Miwa Xia looked around, but chose to stay hesitantly.

Several people walked out of the suite one after another, heading towards the direction they chose.

Kamo Kenji and Zenin Shinji walked together, and after Todo Aoi went out, he turned to the suite next to him and knocked on the door. Jijimaru didn't go with them, and walked in another direction alone.

Zenyuan Zhenyi looked back at him, but didn't speak.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Jiwan gradually walked up a long corridor.

The empty corridor was quiet and heavy. The huge stained glass occupied the entire wall on the left side. The sunlight penetrated through the stained glass and softened into blocks of different colors, hitting the copper-yellow mechanical body.

It seems to be the whole hour, and there are faint echoes of brass bells.

A slight cough came from the depths of the corridor a few seconds after the bell ended.

Jiwan stopped in his tracks.

The black-haired boy with one hand in his pocket, covered his mouth with the other hand, and slowly walked out of the shadows deep in the corridor. They were walking opposite each other at this moment.

The distance between the two was getting closer and there was only the sound of low coughing and light footsteps intertwining in the corridor.

They passed by.

However, the next second after passing by, Jiwan stopped in his tracks.

"you."

Jijimaru turned around and called Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

The black-haired teenager paused and turned his head.

"You seem to be coughing during the sister school competition." Jiwan said lightly, "Are you not feeling well?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's voice was cold.

Looking at the back of the boy leaving, Jijiwan was silent for a while, and continued to move forward in the original direction.

"Forgot to say."

Behind Jijimaru, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's footsteps stopped, "In front of you is a forbidden area."

"Sorry, I'm leaving right now."

The mechanical voice didn't have any ups and downs, and outsiders naturally couldn't find out his true thoughts.

This is just the skeleton of the mechanical pill, which can be replaced at any time.Since outsiders are prohibited from entering and leaving the front, it means that there is important information about the Yokohama school. The attitude of the upper echelons of the magic circle towards the Yokohama school has changed suddenly. Be vigilant, Jiwan wants to get as much information as possible for the school, and take advantage of possible emergencies in the future.

"yes."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's voice was flat.

Jiwan was about to lift his foot.

In the next second, the black-haired boy with hair dye turned his head to the side.The oppressive feeling in the constricted black pupils almost turned into reality, turning into sharp needles and rushing straight:

"you are lying."

The battle between the two is imminent.

The pale black-haired boy approached him with astonishing speed.

Jijiwan made a decisive decision, raised his hand, and the magic power in the palm condensed into a small ball, which burst out towards Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

Although it was a temptation, the magic power used in this attack made Yu Xingji, who had always been proud of the output of magic power, believe that it was enough to repel it.

However, what Kokichi's pupils constricted for a moment reflected the mantra in front of the black-haired boy, being cut in half vertically out of thin air, and spilling into the air.

The aftermath only brought up Akutagawa Ryunosuke's forehead hair.

Seeing this scene through the perspective of the curse, Xingji subconsciously grasped the edge of the container, and because of the pain from his fingertips, he uncontrollably let go.

He controlled the cursed body to quickly back away, avoiding the black spear formed by the condensed corners of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's clothes.It was just that the next shock came one after another, and the black spear that appeared from nowhere locked his position one after another.

The ground was hit by the spear to create large and small gaps, gravel splashed everywhere, and the metal body of the mechanical pellet collided with a crisp sound.

This strength...

However, under Jijiwan's vigilant gaze, the black-haired boy who had used such an attack just now stretched out his hand to cover his mouth with a pale complexion, coughed softly, and became weak visibly to the naked eye.

A mechanical pill.

Xingji's gaze gradually became hesitant, and a trace of empathy subtly rose in his heart.