Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

During the afternoon when Gojo Satoru had a fever on the first day, Maqima did a lot of things.

Before dinner that night, Maqima sat alone on the sofa in the public area. When she saw someone coming out, she decided to try whether she could use the ability of domination in this world.

Turns out, yes.

Machima spent the entire dinner time dominating everyone in the manor except Gojo Satoru, and she could know the memories and thoughts of the dominated people.

She went through everyone's brains from beginning to end, but found that no one was the murderer, and no one even witnessed the slightest information about the murderer.

After the dinner time, Machima went back to the room to take a look at Gojo Satoru, helped him change the towel on his forehead, pulled the firewood in the fireplace twice, put on a windbreaker and went out alone.

This manor seems to be built on a mountain. After walking back and forth on the mountain a few times, I can only see a piece of whiteness, and there is nothing else.

Maqima no longer stayed on the mountain, and simply went down the mountain to have a look. The foot of the mountain was the same as the mountain with constant wind and snow, but the wind was much weaker, so no one would go out at all.

As she walked, she found a resident at the foot of the mountain. It was a wooden house that looked impenetrable to the wind and cold. It had no windows, only a small door, and large flakes of snow hung from the eaves.

Machima walked to the door, reached out and knocked.

The person who opened the door was an old man in his 80s and [-]s with a long white beard who looked like a fairy at first glance.

The first thing the old man said was: "Little girl, you are here again."

Mazima was puzzled in her heart, but on the surface she still looked calm, with a vague smile on her lips and blinked golden eyes, giving people the impression of being polite and close.

Mazima nodded slightly: "Hello."

She said the least technical words, and the words that would least reveal that she was no longer the original owner.

The old man smiled, and hurriedly let Maqima into the house: "Come in, come in, it's cold outside."

Maqima looked at the house. The house was not big. There were axes, hoes and other tools hanging on the wall, and there were some messy tools on the table. It was probably a grocery store.

The location here is very remote, at the foot of the mountain, she guessed that the main traffic of this store should come from the manor on the mountain.

She didn't expect that there was such a shop at the foot of the mountain. She thought that Poe would not shape the unexpected existence of the manor in this world, but she was wrong.

And there is only one reason Poe set up such a store——

This is the only clue.

When Poe was using supernatural powers, Maqima only saw that he took a random book from the pile of books on the corner of the table, which means that it was not specially designed for them [the completely undecipherable case].

Maqima guessed that this should have been written by Poe to Ranpo, but he didn't know which version was overturned.

The old man was very enthusiastic, and this kind of enthusiasm even made her feel that they were familiar with each other before, but this was not the case. The protagonist and his wife in the book were invited to the manor, and it was possible for them to contact the old man for the first time.

The old man hunchbacked but deftly poured a cup of tea for Machima and put it on the table.

At this time, Maqima was sitting on the chair brought by the other party, and she took a sip of tea with both hands. The warm tea made her feel that the cold had dissipated a lot.

At some point, the old man sitting opposite and smiling at her said, "Why did the little girl go down the mountain alone? How are you and your husband doing in the manor?"

Maqima lowered her eyes, and looked up at the old man after a few seconds: "Very good, it's warm there, and the food is good."

After hearing Maqima's words, the old man smiled even more: "It's good, I heard that only nobles are invited there. I don't think your dress looks like a commoner, little girl."

Mazima didn't nod or shake her head. To be honest, she didn't know what the rules of this manor were, and she didn't know that only nobles were invited.

From the moment she entered the book, she knew that she didn't have any memories of the original body, and she was completely ignorant of the manor.

But this gave her new information.

Thinking of this, Maqima couldn't help feeling that the old man in front of her was probably the most important NPC.

Machima held the teacup in both hands, looked at the old man and asked, "Excuse me... do you know anything else about this manor?"

The old man thought for a while and replied: "I think the little girl should know better than me. Although I have lived at the foot of this mountain for most of my life, I have never entered the manor once."

"Every time I deliver goods there, someone comes outside to take them in, but every time I have to take a peek inside, but the yard inside is too big, and it's just wishful thinking to see the inside of the house."

"I didn't inquire more, but I just think it's too luxurious for us commoners, and maybe the people there don't look down on people like me."

Mazima listened to the other party's speech quietly, and did not show any other expressions, and her expression was indifferent.

She murmured, "Is that so..."

Most of them are about the subjective feelings of the other party, and there are no important clues to talk about.

It's just... If the equipment of the manor is arranged by this shop, the ax should be no exception.

After thinking for a moment, she still asked, "Excuse me, have you bought an ax there recently?"

The old man put his chin in one hand and thought for a while: "It seems that there is... what are you talking about, is it the one you bought before, little girl?"

Mr. Macchima was silent for two seconds, then tilted his head: "...I don't know."

The old man fell into deep thought: "Well..."

"Forget it, I didn't ask this for any reason."

Maqima interrupted the old man's thinking, and the conversation finally came to an end.

Until Mazima returned to the room, she was still thinking about it.

Why on earth would the original owner of this body buy an axe?

Of course you don't even think about it, it's for killing people.

But the problem is that at the beginning, Maqima didn't find an ax by his side, and the wife fell down with her husband. It stands to reason that the two should have never been separated, or the protagonist and his wife were accomplices.

Is this the answer that she can't find the murderer after dominating everyone?

But even so, the clearance condition given by Poe is to kill the murderer himself, so wouldn't they both have to commit suicide once?

Suicide is not difficult for Machima and Gojo Satoru, but the biggest problem is that they don't know what the consequences of dying in this world will be.

The scariest one is death in the real world too.

Even if they find the murderer, they will never be able to escape from the world in the book. Is this Poe's purpose?

Everything in this world is unknown.

It is very likely that Maqima or Gojo Satoru will not be resurrected after death. Although the dungeon has been cracked, the dead will not come back.

It's just that the above are just preliminary guesses. It is impossible for her to determine her murderer just because she bought the murder weapon.

After all, it is a world that she believes has been created. She cannot pursue science and logic too much.

Machima stopped thinking and went to change a towel for Gojo Satoru.

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Time goes back to the present.

After Gojo Satoru randomly squatted down and killed someone, the two of them only felt that their eyes went dark, and they didn't know anything after that.

When they regained consciousness, the wind and snow howled, and the scene in front of them turned white for some reason. When they looked up, the manor was not far away, exactly the same as what they saw three days ago.

The limbs seemed to be a little stiff from the cold, the biting cold wind blew past, and the exposed skin even began to ache.

Gojo Satoru, a cat on the ground, moved his stiff arms: "Have we gone back?"

Mazima patted the snow off her head: "No, it seems to be back to the beginning."

From the moment she became conscious, Mazima knew that the brainwaves of those people in the manor she had previously dominated had gone offline, which also showed that the consciousness of the person who dominated her could not follow her to the next cycle.

That is to say, it is even more impossible for them to bring them back to the real world as sacrifices to her.

Blizzard Manor, the second week, the first day.

It turns out that randomly killing someone who wasn't the murderer doesn't end the game, and it also triggers reincarnation, which means they've gone for nothing.

In fact, it was completely useless, at least I thought a lot, and I also spent three days of meals and desserts in the manor for nothing.

To be honest, life in this world is much happier than the daily life of migrant workers in the real world. Even if you can't get out, it doesn't prevent Gojo Satoru from being in a good mood.

But at the end of the day, business still has to be done.

Machima reached out and patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder: "Get up, maybe you can observe the appearance of the corpse now."

Gojo Satoru lowered the hand around her waist for the second time, and the two stood up together.

Just as Maqima was about to take a step forward, Gojo Satoru pulled the hem of her clothes.

Gojo Satoru rubbed the tip of his nose that was frozen red, and said, "You'll catch a cold like this, have you forgotten the last time?"

Macchima: ?

What the hell, didn't he catch a cold last weekend?

Before she answered, Gojo Satoru held his chin and said to himself, "Hiss... But if I give you the coat again, I'll catch a cold too, which is very troublesome."

"But if I don't give it to you, Mazima will catch a cold again, what should I do?"

Macchima: "..."

... No, she didn't think she would.

Gojo Satoru thought about it, though, he also wanted to know what Machima looked like when she had a cold and a fever, she must be too cute.

And this week he wants to take care of her.

After all, Maqima saw Zhou Mu in a state of embarrassment, and in terms of face, he also wanted to get it back.

But he didn't want Marchma to suffer from a cold.

So tangled, really too tangled.

Gojo Satoru fell into unprecedented doubts.

Seeing his troubled look, Maqima frowned slightly: "Well... I won't catch a cold, so Wu doesn't have to worry about it. Compared to this, let's..." Hurry up to the manor.

But before she could finish her sentence, Wujo Satoru interrupted her.

"That's it, Mazima, come in."

After speaking, he lifted the hem of his coat, motioning for Mazima to get in.

"That way neither of us will catch a cold."

Macchima: ...?

Gojo Satoru thought about it, and still felt that Maqima's feelings were more important, but he didn't want to have a second fever, so he had to let her get under his clothes to keep warm.

He could even eat tofu by the way, Gojo Satoru felt that he was simply a genius.