When the maid touched the scattered pieces of the table and ceramic cups they regenerated so perfectly that no seams could be seen She prepared new tea in the same cups
The young lady looked no older than six but she was actually a witch who had lived for over six hundred years She plainly showed off the dignity of her age as she faced Black Cat The woman’s shoulders trembled in anger but she was forced into silence Somewhat aged wrinkles entered the girl’s youthful face
I understand your impatience but now is the time to wait With heaven earth and hell gathered the world could be swallowed up by discord at any moment And if an all-out war breaks out we will hold the weakest position How long must we wait
That is up to the boy
The girl spoke quietly and calmly leaving the woman with nothing to say Machina and the maid were watching all the while so an almost painful silence ruled the garden for a while
What if we wait but the boy makes the wrong decision Black Cat suppressed her intense emotions and spoke in a quiet voice If he makes a different choice conflict will come to this world
Then that will be the new chapter of human history
I can’t do it All of human civilization hangs in the balance so I can’t leave it all up to a single boy I refuse to just wait
She held the ferocity of a starving lion and yet maintained an intelligent look in her eyes
She was a born warrior
She was willing to spill blood if it was to protect someone
She would not hesitate to fight if it was for something important
I trust in our powerthe power of knowledge Man became man by eating the Fruit of
Knowledge and has built up our history until this very day
She turned her back
When awaiting an inquiry you must remain on standby until a decision is made I cannot permit you to do anything concerning that boy
Miss A’s sophisticated voice did not reach that back which carried a dignified will
I know that I will obey my orders and I will not make an attack
She quietly added I won’t anyway just before leaving
Silence filled the garden The maid’s expression had stiffened and wrinkles covered the girl’s brow Machina was as expressionless as always and she had not even set down the tea she had been drinking What a troublesome girl I doubt she will go on a rampage while being disciplined though
Miss A sounded tired and she faced the girl across the table from her Machina immediately set down her cup and stood up
This is in your hands Don’t neglect your observation duties
Mutsuki as well as the angel and demon that hung around him currently attended Private Megutono Academy which was built on a hill a short way out of town
Several buildings had been built on the large campus and it was constantly investing in the latest technology A security system was active at night so it was entirely deserted The school did not even hire night guards anymore Anyone who could switch off the security system would have the entire place to themselves
A single figure wearing the school’s uniform stepped out of the clock tower looking down on the town from the center of the campus
It was Machina The school really was nothing more than a private school but a FeTUS branch had been newly constructed below the hill for easy entrance when Fujita Mutsuki had enrolled To camouflage herself as a normal student she went to the trouble of leaving from a different entrance and returning through the main gate in the mornings but with no one else around she walked straight from the clock tower without hiding Her footsteps rang throughout the dark school as she walked to her usual building her usual classroom and her usual desk
No to the desk right next to it
She peeked inside the desk Fujita Mutsuki was a diligent student so he did not leave many of his school supplies at school She only found a pencil case and an English dictionary that was too bulky to carry around easily This was not what she was looking for so Machina stood up
She found what she was looking for on the shelves at the back of the classroom where people stored their bags during school
A sports bag had been left in spot #12 That was the space for Fujita Mutsuki
He had apparently forgotten to take it home after using it for the volleyball practice Machina carried it over and dumped its contents out onto his desk
She found a somewhat damp PE shirt and shorts a track suit and a student handbook
The girl’s expression remained unchanged but her fingertips moved gently in satisfaction
Golden lines danced out like strings of honey They rode the wind like silk threads and they were absorbed by the surface of the handbook The golden threads moved like living creatures to draw mysterious geometric patterns and ultimately stopped glittering all at once They disappeared entirely