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Chapter 301 That thing is everywhere in my hometown, nobody picks it up.
In the dead of night on a moonless night, at Koizumi Akako's residence.
"The rebellious Morning Star will return to the world to collect the unpaid reward from the witch... Is that so? Then I understand."
In the dimly lit underground potion room, Koizumi Akako untied her magenta silk nightgown, revealing the ever-changing witch's attire beneath.
Kuromon Haruya was quite fascinated by this instant transformation technology after watching it several times, but unfortunately, Akako claimed that it could only be used by witches and refused to be passed on to outsiders.
"Can't I really become a magical boy?" Kuromon Haruya expressed his regret for the nth time. "And then, Akako-sensei, how many clues can you decipher?"
Habitually ignoring his whimsical ramblings, Koizumi Akako rolled her eyes and fell back onto the sofa, a layer of sorrow covering her bright and beautiful face: "I thought you wouldn't have to worry after you had no dreams in the New Year, but it seems that it was just that the time hadn't come yet."
She flicked her fingertip, and a crimson halo enveloped her palm, causing divination instruments such as a crystal ball, pendulum, and sand tray to float into the air.
"Since you've been tracking the Red Magic since the previous generation, I'd like to know how much you know about the Koizumi family?"
Does it count if you know that several generations of the Koizumi family have shared the same face?
Kuromon Haruya curiously examined the chess pieces buried in the sand table, tilting his head and saying without hesitation, "There are almost none."
"Huh?" Koizumi Akako's face was full of hostility, her expression like that of a police officer interrogating a stalker who was trying to make excuses.
This isn't a matter of trust between master and disciple; it's simply that Kuromon Haruya's harassment has been far too persistent, with his achievements including, but not limited to:
She had been harassing her family since she was in her mother's womb. After she was born, she suddenly came to visit, her deathly aura scaring her mother so much that she carried the ancestral house away, leaving her to spend more than ten years in the deep mountains and forests with only old-fashioned girls' comic books to read.
Thinking the alarm had been lifted when they reached high school age, they relocated the mobile castle. The very next night, a terrifying, dark-skinned man precisely arrived at their door, declaring, "I'm very interested in the only legitimate heir; I've been watching you for years..."
Who would believe that this antique-level stalker claims he doesn't know his target?
Haruya Kuromon felt utterly innocent in the face of her mentor's suspicions.
—The original Magic Kaito manga is not very long, and the descriptions of Koizumi Akako are even more scarce. Moreover, the mysterious world is completely isolated from him, and he really only knows a little bit about it.
“There are really almost none…” He wiped his eyes in frustration and counted on his fingers, “It’s just five things: Red Witch, Pandora, vampire servant, worship of the evil god Lucifer, and ‘losing magic by shedding tears’.”
Koizumi Akako: ......
numb.
Five points may not seem like much, but they basically revealed the core secrets of the Koizumi family. What a coincidence!
"Damn demon lackeys..." She flicked her fingers, drawing her scythe to wipe out the entire sect on the spot. "I know, you just want to take advantage of the Red Magic's crisis and threaten me into submission, is that it?"
A swift flash of light swept across the room, and the sofa where Kuromon Haruya was sitting instantly exploded into a shower of white fluff. The person in question grabbed the trouser leg that had been ripped open by the blade and willingly placed his hand into the Mouth of Truth lie detector.
"Teacher! Teacher Akako, I really only want your help to fight the prophecy! Nothing else, uh, I just wanted to learn some useful magic along the way!"
"Tsk." Koizumi Akako pouted her red lips.
She knew that the Black Gate had no designs on her, but that didn't mean she would accept having her apprentice expose her secrets!
“Since you know the most crucial details, it will be easier for me to explain.” She lifted her golden snake-entwined high heels, tore open the magic circle that followed, and restored the scene. “The ‘rebellious morning star’ in the prophecy refers to the evil god Lucifer.”
"In Latin, the messenger of light or the morning star can be represented by the word Lucifer. The rebellious morning star refers to the archangel Lucifer, the evil god who rebelled against God and fell into hell."
"In the turmoil of the witch hunt, countless witches and sorceresses were arrested and tortured, and our Red Witch clan was no exception. In order to protect ourselves, my great-grandmother decided to make a pact with this great demon. From then on, our lineage could only worship the power of Lucifer, and in return, Lucifer would forever protect us from persecution by the outside world."
Heimen Yaoye raised an eyebrow: "But the appetite of demons is like the Abyss, which can never be filled."
“That’s right.” Koizumi Akako lowered her eyes and touched her chest. “Lucifer promised to protect himself from persecution by the ‘outside world,’ but that doesn’t mean he can’t take action himself.”
"After the connection between Red Magic and other gods was monopolized, we could only invoke Lucifer to perform all complex rituals. The more times we performed these rituals, the more difficult they became, and the more terrifying the price he demanded from us."
Initially, Lucifer demanded only ritual materials like crystals and various kinds of livestock as offerings for the monthly rituals. But as the frequency increased, he began demanding human blood and corpses, or the removal of certain organs from the practitioner. By my mother's generation, Lucifer's appetite had grown so large that he was demanding the relics of previous witches, and even extending his claws to…”
Koizumi Akako took a deep breath, her pale fingertips gripping the scythe tightly, as if only force could give her support: "She even pointed her claws at me, who was in my mother's womb at the time."
"But as you can see, after my mother sacrificed her life, I have freed myself from Lucifer's influence."
“So that’s how it is.” Kuromon Haruya rubbed his temples in annoyance, then suddenly realized and added to the situation back then, “With an evil god already watching, another demon came to visit. In that case, it makes sense that the previous generation suddenly attacked me with all their might after seeing me.”
The experience of knocking on the door and being stabbed through the trunk and nailed to a tree is truly unforgettable.
'A Mrs. Koizumi, a Lady Elena... I've certainly made a name for myself in angering pregnant women protecting their babies.'
Haruya Kuromon glanced casually at her heart:
"Since I have made the prophecy that Lucifer will come to collect his debt, it means that your insurance measures will fail someday in the future, or even be in danger now. What do you plan to do?"
“I will temporarily cast a spell to prevent demons from noticing, the same one my mother used to shield you back then.”
Koizumi Akako rose and pulled an old parchment scroll from among thousands of gray, ancient books. Her wine-red eyes scanned the characters line by line; unconsciously, she bit her lower lip, and with a hesitant air, raised her chin:
"But the earlier rituals have depleted a lot of our reserves. As the price for teaching you this knowledge, I need you to provide a rare ritual material."
Kuromon Haruya hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "No problem. I'll have my subordinates search as soon as possible. What do you need?"
"This is what you promised!" Seeing that he agreed, Koizumi Akako couldn't wait to finalize the deal, afraid that he would go back on his word.
Even witches struggle to obtain it; this material must be incredibly rare. Kuromon Haruya sat up straight, listening intently, worried about Rum's nagging about the future fiscal deficit.
I hope they don't drain my savings.
Under his intense gaze, Koizumi Akako coughed a few times, her fingertips twirling the ends of her hair: "Gold, I need gold of extremely high purity."