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In the triple-speed state, the improvement is not just in speed, but in all aspects.
In addition to Yalin's daily combat skills, as long as one is careful, it is difficult for ordinary people to pose a threat to him even if they are armed.
Even when facing a magician, in a situation where someone is focused on the opponent's intentions but not on theirs...
Yalin thought about Kiritsugu, Chief Ken, and Tokiomi's performance in the Fourth Shinobi World War and realized that he had become too arrogant.
Leaving aside orthodox magicians, Kiritsugu possesses similar abilities and lacks martial ethics.
If a war really breaks out, we should be prepared to be bombarded with bullets.
However, if Aika were to receive magical enhancements like Medea did, Arin was confident that he wouldn't perform any worse than Souichirou Kuzuki.
Combined with the ability to accelerate time, it's likely to create an incredibly powerful fighting force. Even Servants might not be out of the question.
Thinking of this, Yalin was speechless. Comparing Aika to Caster, the witch of the Age of Gods, was asking too much of a question.
According to his guess, Aika should be about the same age as Rin Tohsaka.
Wiping away the sweat with a towel, Yalin took out a katana and began practicing iaido.
Two hours later, Yalin, feeling sore and weak, cleaned up the training room.
After enjoying the lingering pleasure for a while, they went downstairs to open the shop and hung up the "Open for Business" sign.
Although he often slacked off, closed his shop halfway through, and even occasionally refused to sell books because he was too lazy to restock, he still managed to sell them.
But there is no doubt that he is a very responsible bookstore owner.
Volume 1: Chapter 5: Aigo's "Friends"
As dusk approached, in the quiet bookstore, Yalin lay on a rocking chair, dozing off.
The impact of the bursting bubble economy was beyond expectations, most notably manifested in the bookstore's plummeting customer traffic.
Most pedestrians on the street looked gloomy, their spirits far lower than a few years ago. The rooftop of the Tokyo Tower, however, became a popular tourist attraction, with desperate people jumping off it every day.
The funeral home has never been busier.
Considering this is the Type-Moon universe, dangerous things might be born as a result.
He's quite troubled by this; how to handle it if he actually encounters it is a problem.
Physical entities are fine, but evil spirits and the like really leave you clueless.
However, so far, he has not encountered any non-human monsters.
Is the store manager in?
The clear, melodious, childlike voice rang out, immediately putting on a cheerful and enthusiastic face for Yalin.
"here I am."
As the saying goes, guests are always welcome, and harmony brings wealth.
If we can't close a single deal today, that's not a good sign.
A little girl with black hair and red eyes stood prettily at the door, hesitating whether she should come in directly.
At the bottom of the steps outside the shop, two maids dressed as maids stood silently in the distance, not saying a word about the girl's actions.
As expected of Type-Moon, they always seem to have some really strange eye colors.
"Little guest, is there anything you need?"
Looking at the girl who was as delicate as a porcelain doll, Yalin softened his voice and spoke gently.
Humans are always more forgiving of beautiful things, and he was no exception.
In addition, there is another trivial reason.
Yalin once hoped that Aige could be more lively and have more friends, in order to fill the emptiness and void in her heart.
The little girl in front of me is one of the few remaining achievements of Ai Ge, and perhaps even her only "friend".
Their friendship stemmed from a brief encounter in a park several years ago.
Well, this is a friend unilaterally certified by Aigo. As for whether Misaya Reiryukan in front of him knows that she has gained a friend, Yalin is pessimistic.
When Ayaka innocently uttered those words, Yalin lowered his head, covered his face, and couldn't bear to look at her.
That sounds so pitiful.
Besides, the fathers of the Sajō family and the Reirōkan family seem to have a good relationship, occasionally engaging in academic exchanges, giving off a Tohsaka and Matou vibe.
When Misaya of the Reirou Pavilion heard Ayrin's praise, she was not pleased. Instead, she wrinkled her nose and glared at him.
He then said in a deliberately mature tone, "Manager, I need some books," and handed a note to Yalin.
She was a regular at this bookstore, but she had previously visited with her mother and had a strong impression of Yalin.
Of course, for a girl from a family with strict traditions and who is proper and polite, this impression is not necessarily positive.
Yalin took it; the neat handwriting matched the owner's impression. He then walked towards the bookshelf.
Seeing that the shop owner's attention had shifted, Misaya's eyes darted around, and her gaze quickly locked onto the third bookshelf.
According to the classification, that area is the children's book section.
She moved quietly to the bookshelf, casually pulled out a collection of fairy tales, the cover of which featured a prince holding a sword.
Misaya placed the picture book on the cashier's counter, then her little face tightened, as if it were just a casual gesture.
Yalin looked at this strangely, as if he understood something, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
I see. No wonder Ai Ge considers him a friend.
Even though they always try to appear mature and reliable, they still retain a childlike innocence in their hearts.
To avoid upsetting Misaya, he didn't expose the girl's little scheme. After calculating the value of the books, he calmly put the books and picture books into the bag.
"Thank you," Misaya said calmly, though a hint of guilt flickered in her eyes.
She had long since passed the age of childishness, and her goal was to become an adult as soon as possible, to become a qualified magician, and to help her father.
But I still love the prince stories about defeating all the terrible monsters and rescuing the princess, and I can't give them up.
The original picture book was accidentally damaged, so I secretly included another one when I bought the book.
The owner of this bookstore, though an unscrupulous person, would never reveal his secrets.
"Welcome back again, my lovely little guest." Looking at the girl's guilty look, Yalin chuckled and couldn't help but pat her head.
"Stop! You rude person!"
Misaya was a little confused, then immediately broke free from the mischievous hand, her crimson eyes glaring hatefully at Yalin.
For a girl who aspires to become a magician as excellent as her father and to inherit and carry forward the Linglong Pavilion, such impolite behavior is quite distasteful.
The gratitude I had felt vanished instantly.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Misaya, please forgive me."
To her surprise, the Asian store manager immediately apologized and showed no sign of resistance.
"You, you, you!"
This caused Misaya's prepared reprimand to be cut short, leaving her only able to glare angrily at Yarin.
Despicable, hateful, abhorrent, utterly repulsive.
After a while, the girl left the bookstore, not wanting to stay a moment longer, while the books were taken away by the two maids.
She doesn't get along with such a frivolous guy.
Hmph, he's just an ordinary person. There's no need to get angry with him; it's not worth it.
The girl comforted herself and blacklisted Yalin, vowing never to come here again.
She hates adults like that the most.
Yalin watched Misaya's departing figure with a smile.
It's so much fun to tease cute little kids.
After raising Ai Ge for a long time, he developed a fatherly mentality towards her.
Just as Misaya's figure was about to disappear, Yalin's pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression turned serious.
Anomalies, several of which were terrifying to behold, lurked in the park, around the path the girl always took.
Even though it roughly maintains a human body shape, Yalin knows that this is an absolute monster.
Like predators, they stealthily surrounded Misaya and her two companions who were completely unaware.
"As the offspring of a prestigious magic family, that child must have protective attire, so there shouldn't be any problems."
On the contrary, following them might expose one's abnormality, which could lead to considerable trouble and even danger.
Yalin gazed at the park, muttering to himself.
Magicians are a group whose moral boundaries are unfathomable. Those with a sense of morality and gratitude are extremely rare. Leaving aside Misaya, it's impossible to predict what kind of person her father was.
Ai Ge, being relatively normal, is actually an anomaly.
Yalin weighed the pros and cons in his mind and found that this was a high-risk, low-reward situation, so he waved his hand helplessly.
"To expose oneself to danger for a little girl one doesn't know well, and given that the other person is unlikely to cause any problems."
"Even if the probability is extremely low, such thoughts and actions are still incredibly foolish and completely contradict the concept of a stable life."
"If the other Yalins knew, they would probably laugh at me. I would never do such a losing business."
Yalin muttered to himself, but with his right hand he opened a hidden compartment in the counter and took out the knife and gun that he had prepared for years.
"I suddenly remembered that I need to review the progress of my cultivation over this period of time, so I'll go out for a stroll."
Book 1: Chapter 6: Fairy Tales and Reality
Misaya and her two maids walked through the dimly lit park, heading towards home.
She was still thinking about that annoying adult.
She had never met such a rude person before.