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Even though today was Sunday, Tatsuya still had to go to school.
Not for redial classes. There was still one week until the Thesis Competition, so of course he still had to make preparations.
But right now, he was headed in an entirely different direction than school on board his beloved electric motorcycle. His sister's pristine arms were wrapped tightly around his waist, her soft bosom was pressed against his back.
This wasn't a date.
Nor was it a simple trip.
Their destination was the FLT research labs. Heeding Yakumo's suggestion, they were going to return the relic specin. He wasn't going to return it to the company, but 3rd Research Division that served as Taurus Silver's operational headquarters. While there weren't any plans yet to begin the analysis there, Sayuri had already expressed her consent when he got the specin, so there wouldn't be a problem if the specin was stolen from there. (Shouldn't be.)
They forewent public transit because they were worried about another attack.
At full speed, it would take roughly an hour to reach the research lab. Public transit took a longer detour, so it was far more expedient to take the motorcycle. For Tatsuya, who had rigorously trained his physical body, and Miyuki, who was capable of using inertial resistance magic, there was normally no need to take a break for a trip of this distance. However, shortly after leaving the city proper, Tatsuya pulled over the motorcycle next to a cafe that opened in the morning.
After urging the confused Miyuki indoors and taking a seat by the windows, Tatsuya finally answered his sister's questions after ordering two drinks (they already ate breakfast at ho).
"We're being pursued."
Resting both elbows on the table, Tatsuya covered his mouth with his interlaced fingers and whispered to Miyuki.
"Eh!?"
Miyuki was barely able to suppress her volu.
"I didn't notice it at all......
Is it a car? Or a motorcycle like us?"
She leaned her head forward and whispered in her brother's ear.
The blushing waitress might have turned her head aside, but given her frequent, sly glances this way, she was only pretending not to see them. Of course, Miyuki wouldn't bother contemplating what the servers would think. (Speaking of which, she probably hadn't noticed her actions would easily lead to a misunderstanding.)
"It's a crow."
Tatsuya's concise answer prompted a "Ha?" from Miyuki as her eyes widened while she briefly turned the idea over in her head.
"......
A familiar, is it......
?"
"Yeah. And with a chemical congregation, too."
There were observation systems that were avian machines disguised as animals, devices buried within animals, using Ancient Magic on animals, or a chemical congregation in the shape of a bird.
Chemical congregations are objects that have materialized due to pushion energy.
The physical form was only for appearances' sake and was created by using psion particles as a foundation and applying life-refracting illusion magic to create the figure, then applying Weight, Speed, Move-Type Magics or a field with similar effects so as to give off the impression of a physical body.
On the surface, creating a chemical congregation seed like a pointless exercise, but applying a few simple magics to the dium would allow the user to see and feel through the dium, making it a simple task to issue orders to the dium with a few simple changes. At the sa ti, creating one of them was a fairly simple process.
"......Doesn't appear to be a Magician from this country. Where did this
Magician co from?"
Only Ancient Magic possessed the magic to create chemical congregations. The na "chemical congregation" was applied by modern magic researchers when they were researching Ancient Magic. What Miyuki ant was that it had been a long ti since this country used chemical congregations as familiars. Today, most Ancient Magic users used familiars that didn't possess a physical body.
After the waitress brought the coffee and milk tea, Tatsuya spoke again.
Although he was wordlessly matching Miyuki's gaze while waiting for their drinks, this only deepened the misunderstanding. However, the two of them were either slow on the draw or just that thick since they didn't betray any reaction at the surrounding stares sent their way.
"Their identity remains unknown. If Mikihiko were here, he might be able to tell us."
Tatsuya set their cups aside and took hold of Miyuki's hand.
A ruckus broke out around them, causing the two of them to notice how conspicuous they were. Still, retracing their hands in embarrassnt would only be admitting defeat, and there was a pressing need for them to hold hands. His sister wore an expression that conveyed her helplessness at the misunderstanding, while Tatsuya continued onward with a serious expression on his face
that only served to fuel the flas.
"It would be unwise to lead it all the way to the research labs."
"............"
"Miyuki?"
"Eh, ah, yes, you're right."
Tatsuya wanted to cover his head and sigh at the sight of his sister's wandering eyes and mystified expression, but managed to throttle that urge.
"The chemical congregation's location is here."
Tatsuya transford the image of the chemical congregation as a target into psion signals and passed it across their joined hands into Miyuki's unconscious magic calculation area in her nervous system.
The mont magic is invoked, Magicians need to plug in the target's data into the magic calculation area. This data is every Magician's perception in digitized form and was sothing that generally couldn't be shared. Tatsuya and Miyuki were using magic unique to the Yotsuba Family and thus were able to transfer psion signals through physical contact.
"Miyuki, take it down." A simple order.
At this ti, Miyuki returned to a more serious expression. "......Understood."
After a brief hesitation, Miyuki nodded. Miyuki wasn't going to disobey Tatsuya's order.
The cause of her hesitation ca from her understanding that magic sniping was her brother's area of expertise and that she was far less capable than her brother in this regard.
"Right now, I don't want to reveal my hand yet. The target will flee in the ti I take to bring up the CAD. Miyuki, it's up to you."
"Yes!"
Excitent suffused Miyuki's face as there was no way she wouldn't give it her all once her brother asked it of her.
And so, with the fingers of her right hand interlaced with Tatsuya's left, she slightly dipped her head and lowered her eyelashes
her embarrassed posture was certainly ironic for these siblings. Beneath the table, her concealed left hand swiftly brought out a CAD and started operating it.
There was practically no delay for her magic invocation.
Tatsuya's "sight" beheld the familiar's body instantly freezing along with the magic that was sustaining that fake body, causing the chemical congregation of psion particles to scatter.
"Seed like an amateur......"
"Eh? What?"
Miyuki piped up from the back seat after hearing Tatsuya's murmuring. Her posture hadn't changed from before, with both arms wrapped around her brother's waist and her chest and face pressed tightly against her brother's back.
She was still in an ebullient mood after flawlessly destroying the familiar in the cafe and her brother's subsequent praise, so even her voice was filled with joy.
In this situation, objectively speaking she was being careless, but no one would reprimand her here. Her conversation partner did not do so and rely answered her question.
"We only had one pursuer using long distance magic who attacked Sayuri first and then tried to follow us. In other words, their target is undoubtedly the Magatama. Of the suspicious crowd recently lurking around us, a portion of them must be here for the relic. But if that's the case, their determination wasn't enough."
"Wasn't it because Onii-sama's airtight defenses? There's a huge risk picking a bone with Onii-sama over a second-rate relic after all."
Miyuki's answers always automatically triggered her bro-con concerns, actions of reflex born of powerful thoughts and feelings.
(So, that's just risk and reward, is it......
?)
However, within Miyuki's perfectly natural answer, Tatsuya felt that he had caught a glimpse of the true nature behind this sequence of events.
They lost them. When Chen heard this report, he clenched his teeth as a bitter expression crossed his face. Originally, he was unhappy with such a passive stance like remote observation in areas he couldn't reach (where neither he nor his opponents could reach). On top of that, their opponents had realized this in 15 minutes and taken out their observer. This tragic turnout of events only deepened his displeasure.
(All this did was raise our opponent's hackles.)
Even if he tore them a new one, his incompetent minions would only shrink back even more, so Chen chose not to say anything. Yet, a burning fury was plainly spreading from his body. "Do we know where Shiba Tatsuya is heading?"
"They should be heading for the FLT research labs of the R&D 3rd Division."
The subordinate who answered Chen's question was overly nervous. In order to avoid angering his superior, he had chosen the most limited answer that was least likely to rouse his wrath.
"ETA?"
"Approximately 40 minutes from now."
Looks like he couldn't just keep asking one question at a ti.
"As soon as they arrive at the estimated ti, order the network team to imdiately attack the FLT research labs."
Without waiting for his subordinate's reply, Chen already gave out the next set of orders for the mission.
This morning, the research lab inhabited by the individuals whom the workers at the FLT main branch derided as "Captain Taurus and his companions
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