master transferred to spellcaster

Murasaki Shikibu, who is caught up in book-related problems, is usually difficult to be disturbed by the outside world.

A fried cat would cost twice, no, three times the size of a kitten, and neither would it—if the cat wasn't named Ashiya Michimitsu.

"Your Excellency Daoman, what's wrong with you!?"

Exclaiming, she stretched out her hand subconsciously, and then saw her eyes widen, pupils shrunk like needlepoints, the hair ball shrank back, and the whole cat slid down the counter uncontrollably with a chirp.

stab-

The Maine Coon instinctively stretched out its claws, and its sharp claws sank into the wooden counter, leaving eight smooth scratches.

Zi Shibu leaned out, feeling sad for his bookcase that was damaged by the cat's claws, and at the same time, a flash of light flashed through his mind - Moonlight... Confession... Your Excellency Doman... Master...

Is it...

Murasaki Shikibu's eyes instantly rippled like spring water, covering his mouth with his hands, his cheeks were flushed, and a high-frequency light shone in his eyes.

I really want to, I really want to use Mount Tai to explain the festival.

No, the other party is His Excellency Daoman, he will never succeed, and he will be retaliated back.Moreover, and this is very rude behavior.

But, but, that is the love story between His Excellency Daoman and the master!

Just, maybe just by looking at it.

With a fluke mentality, the magic formula of Taishan Interpretation Festival was quietly unfolded——then was blocked back viciously as expected.

The aggressive defensive technique made Murasaki Shikibu's head stunned by a certain pink atmosphere a little clearer. After realizing how bold he had done, tears almost shot out from the corners of the ashamed Murasaki Shikibu's eyes.

For your own selfish desire to spy on other people's privacy, Xiangzi, when did you become such a person with no bottom line?

While spurning himself from the bottom of his heart, Zi Shibu cautiously looked at Doman Mao.

The hair of the big cat transformed by Lord Daoman has calmed down a little, but it is still a lot fluffier than before, the whole body is tense, the body is lowered, and the ears are flattened from the original erect state to the sides. A threatening hiss came from his throat.

Even if he had never raised a cat himself before his death, Zi Shibu could easily read the body language of the cat in front of him—he was angry.

What to do, I feel like tears are about to burst out.

"Your Excellency Daoman, Xiangzi offered a wholehearted apology. It was Xiangzi who lost her composure!" Zi Shibu held the book and bowed deeply to the black and white cat in an attacking posture, apologizing, "If there is anything I can make up for, even if I go through fire and water No hesitation."

Like a viper's cold gaze, it swept across her body repeatedly.

1 minute, 2 minutes...

The feeling of being scrutinized is gone.

Passed?

Zi Shibu raised his head, and the black and white cat in front of him had completely recovered on the surface—except for the tail that still showed signs of fraying and was wagging from side to side guiltily.

The paper figurine flew in front of Zi Shibu again, and a few lines of words slowly appeared on it.

After seeing clearly what was written on it, Murasaki Shikibu covered his mouth heavily again, his eyes fluttered, "This, that, um... it should be no problem, the books here can certainly meet your needs. But really..."

The black and white cat nodded reservedly.

Five minutes later, Murasaki Shikibu delivered the pile of books to the first visitor of the library.

"Don't worry, I won't tell what happened today."

It pawed at the mountain of books with its paws, and the black and white cat shook its tail in satisfaction. With a wave of its paws, it turned the mountain of books into spirits, and walked out of the library on catwalks.

This time the tail is straight up and flicking fast.

Zi Shibu sat back to his original position, stroked the folds of the skirt calmly, and then opened the newly found book at hand with lightning speed - "Teaching You to Understand the Psychology of Cats".

With years of experience in reading, the librarian quickly searched the catalog keywords—tail, erect, shake—and found it!

[When your cat's tail stretches upwards and shakes rapidly, your cat has probably fallen into a romantic love. At this time, the owner must not disturb the cat——]

Sure enough... unexpectedly...

Zi Shibu's eyes were empty, and he slowly closed the book, falling into strange contemplation.

Although this fact has been clearly confirmed in the list of books that His Excellency Daoman asked her to find just now.But... From the physical reaction of the other party, it was actually verified that the impact on her was still too great.

That is that Master Daoman, who is like a beautiful beast, would actually show that appearance for someone?

And, how to put it, the subject is also very incredible.

If this matter is exposed, it will probably not take a day, Chaldea, no, the world will be plunged into a bloodbath.

Thinking of this, Zi Shibu couldn't help but shudder at the image in his mind filled with mosaics that still couldn't conceal the blood red.

Heroic Spirit, whose nature is to "depict emotions", couldn't help but worry deeply about this relationship.

After all, even putting aside external threats, the two protagonists themselves seem to be unfamiliar with the matter of being in love.

Master, it should be better.

Your Excellency Daoman has a bigger problem...

"I live under the same roof with the three sisters brought by my stepfather" "My cat can't be so cute! ", "This love can never be true", "I really want to kill you", "Your name", "I have a cute wife"...

Contemporary romantic light novels like this are fine. After all, the master is a male high school student in the 21st century. This is indeed a way to understand the master.

But "Three and 10 Minutes a Day Teach You to Grab Your Husband's Heart", "Let Him Love You, Starting from Your Stomach", "Must Points for a Newlywed Wife - Highly Recommended by Hundreds of Happy Wives", "Rescue the Him You Love", "From Clues" Identifying Whether Your Husband Is Cheating"... What the hell is it!

Why did the progress suddenly jump from being in love with each other to post-marriage and cheating?

And isn't His Excellency Daoman's positioning of himself a bit... strange?

Thinking of the books he had just selected according to Ashiya Michimitsu's conditions, Murasaki Shikibu couldn't help but sighed repeatedly.

Even knowing that the mage's thinking is a bit different from ordinary people, but this is too...

But maybe this uniqueness is the reason why the master only chose His Excellency Daoman among so many heroic spirits?

Murasaki Shikibu tried to follow this line of thought to imagine the love story between His Excellency Doman and the master.

Murasaki Shikibu: Absolutely, I can't imagine it.

Leaning back on the back of the chair in a rare gaffe, Murasaki Shikibu pressed the cold back of his hand to the cheek that was warmed by high-speed thinking, and let out a long breath.

She was the one who got into a dead end.

How can love, the most unpredictable thing in the world, have a formula?

Two people who love each other create their own stories.

And it is enough for her to quietly watch the story as a [witness] and [recorder].

……

The negotiation between Chaldea and Gojo Satoru went very smoothly.

Gojo Satoru himself has long wanted to deal with the gang of rotten oranges in the director's department, and he has no objection to Chaldea's plan, and has even been trying to make them stronger.

Counting the total time, the consultation and meeting took 10 to [-] minutes, and the rest of the time was spent chatting about various things.

For example, the resumption time of the Tokyo Conjuration College.

In view of the collective suspension of the third grade of the Tokyo Conjuration College, the entire army of the second and first grades were wiped out in the ward, and all the high-level executives of the conjuration world were in high-intensity meetings, it is unlikely to resume classes in a short period of time.

But even if the first and second grades are discharged from the hospital and the school reopens, whether Fujimaru Tachika needs to go back to the high school to attend classes is a question mark at the moment.

One is that it is unnecessary, Fujimaru Tatsuka is now the central figure of a new force, and there is no reason to become a conjurer.

The second is that the central figures of the new forces enter the place where the magic circle cultivates talents to study, and it is inevitable that they will be vigilant and monitored by the high-level leaders of the magic circle.

The third is that Tatsuka Fujimaru's own wish is to enter a university to continue his studies. In that case, it would be more appropriate to enter an ordinary high school with a high deviation value. After all, the focus of a college is not on the cultural education required for further education.

Fujimaru Tachika answered as a matter of course that he would continue to attend the high school of conjuration, but was pushed back by Da Vinci and Gojo Satoru together, asking him to think carefully again.

"No matter where you choose to go, your friends will never leave you. Now Lixiang only needs to think about the path he really wants to take." Da Vinci said so, and flicked his forehead.

At the end of the meeting, on the way to his room, Fujimaru Tateka couldn't help touching his forehead which still seemed to have tactile sensation.

Is the path you want to take?

It seems like I haven't felt this way for a long time.

Regarding the future, he is still ignorant, the only certainty is that that person will definitely be by his side.

Thinking of this, it seemed that even his footsteps became lighter.

After verifying the fingerprints, the door lock slid open, and the door was pushed open. With his back turned to him and his head lowered, the back of the hairy ball that seemed to be looking at something came into view.

Fujimaru Tachika sat on the edge of the bed, poked his head to see what he was looking at - if it was before yesterday, he would definitely touch the smooth and smooth fur twice, but now that he knows what he wants , he was inexplicably afraid to make such unnecessary intimacy.

Nothing... huh?Is there a rectangular indentation there?

Before he came to the result of his thinking, Daomanmao maintained a dignified sitting posture, turned his head and gave him a soft howl.

The long tail that had just been washed last night and had an excellent feel swept across the back of Fujimaru Tatsuka's hand, leaving a tingling feeling.

"Ah, um, I'm back." Fujimaru Tatsuka subconsciously responded.

Hey, the current atmosphere, isn't it, a little... not quite right?

Fujimaru Tachika didn't think too much about it, and just regarded it as one of the many changes after Ashiya Michimitsu turned into a cat.After all, the cat itself is a changeable and somewhat neurotic animal.

That's what he thought when Daoman Mao took the initiative to put the coat he took off on the hanger after returning home that night.

He also thought so when he came out after taking a shower and found that Cat Daoman was already lying gracefully under the quilt, making way for a warm bed for him.

The next morning, Fujimaru Tachika woke up yawning drowsily and found that the cat beside her was gone.

The sense of wrongness punctures the illusion of normalcy and reaches its peak when he walks out of his bedroom to find his missing cat, squatting in a pink lace apron next to a perfect Japanese breakfast.

Should he go back now and sleep again.

Or maybe he didn't wake up at all, and everything he saw now was just a dream.

How else would he think a cat in an apron was wearing a naked apron? ?

Fujimaru Tatsuka pressed the corner of her forehead, closed her eyes forcefully, and opened them again, the scene in front of her remained unchanged.

Well, either he's crazy or the world is crazy.

The former savior, the current male high school student thought so desperately.