Sallie slipped into the hotel's shadow once more, hugging the periphery of the walls like a phantom. Although scrubbed clean just the day before, the air now buzzed with an unsettling energy. The once sanitized haven had morphed into a clandestine meeting ground for Filipino assailants, their bike outfits adding an ominous edge to the dimly lit surroundings.
At the entrance of the haunted hotel, he encountered a spectral figure. The two gangs dutifully presented their identification cards to the ghostly entity, which nodded in acknowledgment. With an eerie calmness, the bikers proceeded to enter the haunted establishment, their presence seamlessly accepted by the otherworldly guardian.
"I felt powerless to revert things to it's former state. The fleeting enjoyment lingered in my memories, yet i knew i couldn't divulge all until i entered high school. So I chose to play along and masked my knowledge... For the time being." Sallie whispered to himself.
Sallie's sigh carried the weight of unyielding boredom, a tangible echo of impatience as he counted the days until his enrollment in a foreign school next month. The ennui was palpable, each passing moment stretching before him like an endless canvas. Despite having an abundance of time, the void of meaningful occupation left him yearning for the approaching thrill of new experiences."
He immersed himself in a meticulous exploration of Hachiouji Kanto, navigating the intricate tapestry of the metropolis with deliberate steps. As he traversed roads teeming with life, the urban rhythm echoed in his surroundings. Roaming through expansive malls, his black briefcase became a silent companion, carrying the weight of anticipation and curiosity in a city that unfolded its stories with each step.
In the midst of the vibrant crowd, Sallie found himself immersed in a symphony of activities. His keen eyes surveyed the myriad of purchases—colorful toys for kids, family essentials, and various tools enticingly displayed. The atmosphere pulsed with the energy of a metropolis on the move. Occasionally, he paused to savor a meal at the fast-food court, contemplating the delicate balance between indulging in the joyous chaos of daily life and investing in crucial tools that could shape his academic journey at the National Magic University affiliated First High School.
As March unfolded its days, and April beckoned from the future, Sallie found himself at a crossroads. The decision weighed heavy on him – a choice between investing in a powerful personal computer, anchoring him with its capabilities at home, or opting for a laptop, a portable ally for information gathering on the move. Each option carried its own allure, promising to shape his academic journey at First High School in unique ways.
His thoughts turned to a unique destination—an outside weapons shop. Consulting his phone, he delved into the realm of social media and conducted internet searches, seeking alternatives to complement the revolver-shaped C.A.D discreetly tucked inside his briefcase.
Amidst the bustling crowd and cacophony of footsteps, Sallie's keen gaze scanned his surroundings, revealing a tranquil facade devoid of signs of trouble or impending threats. Despite the noisy urban symphony surrounding him, an unexpected sense of peace lingered, creating a paradoxical calm within the dynamic pulse of the city.
Sallie's shoulder received an unexpected tap, prompting a swift turn to face a girl with black short hair and piercing blue eyes. A flicker of recognition danced in the air, reminiscent of their encounter at the cafe.
"Kitayama-san?"
Shizuku's voice, delicate yet purposeful, cut through the ambient noise. The air between them seemed charged with unspoken connections. "Can we talk somewhere?" she asked, her eyes holding a request that transcended mere words, beckoning Sallie into a realm of intriguing possibilities.
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Inside the bustling cafe at the mall, Sallie took a seat across from Shizuku, the ambiance resembling a date despite its platonic nature. Around them, a few people engaged in conversations, savoring their meals, creating a backdrop of casual intimacy within the lively surroundings.
"Shizuku began in English, 'Would you like to order--' but Sallie halted her.
'I've already eaten anything. It's not like I'm hungry or anything,' he stated, crossing his arms with a nonchalant demeanor."
"So let's get down to serious topic instead."
"Mitsui-chan told me about you when you were enrolling in First High School, mentioning an argument between you two. What was that, Sallie-kun? Was it because you wanted to attend here?" Shizuku inquired with concern.
Sallie, gazing at the table, replied, "She told everything about that? I'm so sorry about it. It's just that... something tells me that there are cases I need to process."
"It's because Yakumo-san informed you about what you have to do at this point. I heard everything, Sallie-kun," Shizuku revealed.
"What?!" Sallie began to stand up, but Shizuku quickly hushed him, placing a finger on her mouth.
"Relax, it's not like I want to disclose it to everyone," she reassured with a hush gesture.
"What is it?" Sallie asked, settling back into his seat.
"You wanted to enroll at First High School because you wanted information on those who attacked you, correct?" Shizuku inquired.
"How do you know about it?" Sallie questioned.
"The Ten Master Clans are aware of what happened at the haunted hotel weeks ago. They were intrigued by the light during that day. In fact, you were behind it all, renewing the hotel using magical technology," Shizuku disclosed.
"as if it turns out that those syndicates mistook us for disturbing their agenda due to the usage of C.A.D. the light beam i saw that day, that was the different version of the regrowth."
"Now that those terrorists know you disrupted their agenda unwittingly, the haunted hotel, their secret base, makes you a target. It's not just you..."
"Huh!?"
"Your magical technology implicated students in this precarious situation as we speak," Shizuku revealed, dropping a bombshell that left Sallie visibly stunned.
Sallie, shocked, absorbed Shizuku's words about the implications of the hotel incident, the weight of the revelation settling heavily upon him. "That is a bit of understatement..."
"Additionally, the Ten Master Clans are sworn enemies of that Filipino syndicate, let me tell you," Shizuku stated, crossing her arms with a determined expression.
"First is the Magical Governance, The incorporation of magical institutions into the governance structure adds depth to the nation's functioning. It creates a systematic approach to harnessing and regulating magical abilities, reflecting a society where magic is an integral part of national development"
"The second is the Magical Diversity, The concept of diverse magical traditions and practices contributes to a rich and unique magical heritage for the Philippines. This diversity not only adds cultural richness but also becomes a strategic advantage for groups like the mysterious Filipino Syndicate, who can leverage various magical styles."
"Third one is the Political Landscape, The intricate political landscape introduces a layer of complexity, where political factions and magical organizations vie for control. The alliances and rivalries among these factions provide a nuanced backdrop to the conflict, giving depth to the power dynamics within the Federal Republic."
"Then lastly is the Magical Resource Hub, The idea of the Philippines being a hub for magical resources adds an economic and strategic dimension to the narrative. The control and exploitation of these resources become crucial elements in the power struggle, drawing the attention of the Ten Master Clans."
Shizuku delved into the intricacies, laying out the details that preceded the impending conflict. Her words painted a vivid picture of the magical landscape within the Federal Republic of the Philippines, unraveling the threads of governance, diversity, political maneuvering, and the coveted magical resources that set the stage for the brewing clash between the mysterious criminal organization and the Ten Master Clans.
"Those elements were established just before they set foot in Japan, right?" Sallie inquired.
"Thus, I aimed to arm you with this information before your venture into First High School, allowing you the choice to confide in Tatsuya's mentor," Shizuku disclosed.
"Who is Tatsuya's mentor?" Sallie probed.
"The monk you conversed with at the shrine," she disclosed.
Sallie's eyes widened. "Wait... Yakumo-san is Tatsuya's mentor? I never realized he was a student back then."
"Since he was in 5th grade," Shizuku clarified, emphasizing Yakumo's extensive history with the magical realm. "He learned the most overpowered martial arts that none of them can even master."
"Moreover," Shizuku divulged with emphasis, "Tatsuya has been honing his martial arts skills under the guidance of Yakumo Kokonoe since the tender age of 11." The revelation painted a vivid picture of Tatsuya's early initiation into both magical and physical disciplines, forging a formidable foundation under Yakumo-san's mentorship.
"That's the same thing he taught me back then!" Sallie exclaimed, a flood of memories resurfacing.
"He did... He did teach you that!?" Shizuku asked in surprise.
"He came here to the Philippines to teach someone some martial arts, and I was the student back when I was in middle school," Sallie revealed, connecting the dots between his past and Tatsuya's mentorship under Yakumo Kokonoe.
"And so," Shizuku elucidated with intensity, "he clandestinely ventured here behind Tatsuya's back, driven by a belief that his student, having absorbed all he could offer, needed to broaden his horizons. With his pupils delving into territories he had already charted, Yakumo Kokonoe sensed an emptiness in what remained to be taught."
Sallie, still in a state of mild bewilderment, queried, "Come again?"
"He mentioned that your aspiration was to become an informer, correct?" Shizuku probed, her gaze intent. "He believes that attending First High School is your gateway to unraveling the mysteries surrounding the criminal organization. Not just the ones utilizing the haunted hotel but also those plotting against you. Is that accurate?"
"Yeah, that could be it," Sallie acknowledged, the layers of Yakumo-san's strategic foresight gradually unfolding before him.
"Being aware of the Ten Master Clans attending First High School is crucial for gathering information. It's more than just acquiring data from the school's computer system," Shizuku explained.
"How do I do that!? They don't seem to speak English either, even if they attended the most prestigious school in all of Japan," Sallie remarked, expressing his concern about potential language barriers.
"Mastering the art of communication is essential in navigating the intricacies of the Ten Master Clans. One strategy is to seek individuals fluent in both English and Japanese, acting as interpreters to facilitate meaningful exchanges," Shizuku elaborated with a thoughtful expression.
Sallie pondered the idea, recognizing its potential significance. "That could be a great help, especially if we rely on someone who understands the nuances of both languages. Do you know of anyone who fits that description?" he asked, realizing the importance of finding the right intermediary to navigate the linguistic bridge.
"Mitsui-chan could have been a valuable ally as the translation manager, yet the severed ties pose a challenge in reestablishing that connection. The difficulty is compounded by the clash during the entrance exam, your moment where the opportunity for smoother collaboration slipped away," Shizuku observed, her expression carrying a tinge of disappointment.
"So, you can scold me for arguing with her over what happened? Thanks, I guess," Sallie retorted, his crossed arms and diverted gaze reflecting a mixture of acknowledgment and lingering frustration with the repercussions of their past disagreement.
"Embracing technology and translation tools could serve as a practical bridge in communicating with the Ten Master Clans. While not perfect, apps and devices can offer a degree of assistance in your quest for information," Shizuku advised, her gaze contemplative.
"Moreover, delving into written communication provides a strategic avenue. Crafting detailed questions or requests in English, carefully translated by someone familiar with both languages, offers a discreet means of approaching the Ten Master Clans. It's a meticulous approach that allows for precision and avoids potential misunderstandings," she continued.
"Ah, I see. Providing written communication would give me a chance to carefully craft my inquiries and avoid any potential misunderstandings. It's a thoughtful approach," Sallie acknowledged, his fingertips resting under his mouth.
Shizuku nodded in agreement. "Yes, precise and well-formulated questions can lead to more meaningful responses. It's important to take the time to clearly articulate your intentions and ask for information in a respectful manner," she emphasized, underlining the significance of diplomacy in their pursuit.
"Absolutely. I need to tread carefully, considering cultural nuances, as i navigate this intricate path," Sallie emphasized, his commitment to respectful engagement evident in his tone and expression.
"That's a complex and sensitive matter, Sallie-kun. Gathering information about the Ten Master Clans without their direct involvement can be a risky task. However, I might be able to assist you in finding out more."
"Do you have any ideas about where I could start?" Sallie asked, acknowledging the complexity of the task ahead.
"Yes, I think you should start by conducting thorough research on each of the Ten Master Clans. Identify any potential connections they may have with the criminal organization. This initial groundwork will allow you to assess the level of risk involved and strategize your next steps accordingly," Shizuku advised, providing a detailed roadmap for navigating the intricacies of the mission.
"That sounds like a good approach. Do you have any information on where I could find out more about the Ten Master Clans?" Sallie inquired.
"Yes, I can provide you with the names of each of the clans. They are Yotsuba, Saegusa, Shiba, Ichijou, Watanabe, Juumonji, Kitayama, Chiba, Nakajou, and Watanabe," Shizuku responded.
"Thank you, that is helpful. Do you have any suggestions on how I could go about obtaining information on each clan and their connections?" Sallie asked.
"You could start by investigating their family histories, any known contacts, and any affiliations they have with the criminal organization. Look for any patterns or similarities between each clan's actions that might provide clues," Shizuku advised.
"That's a good point. Do you think it would be worthwhile to investigate any of the students who attend First High from these clans?" He pondered, placing his fingertips on his chin.
Shizuku looked away, contemplating the question. "It's possible. Students from the Ten Master Clans could be instrumental in uncovering valuable information about their respective clans. However, you would need to be very careful in your method of approach."
"It would be a more indirect way of obtaining information but also safer."
Shizuku sighed, emphasizing the delicate balance. "Yes, the route we take will depend primarily on the safety of the information we're seeking. However, we must also remember to respect their privacy and the boundaries they've established."
"What are the ten master clans and what are they good at?" Sallie was curious about learning the clan members.
Shizuku provided a comprehensive overview, detailing the diverse expertise of each of the Ten Master Clans.
The Yotsuba Clan, Specializes in multiple elemental magic manipulation and is considered the strongest of the ten clans.
Ichijou Clan, Known for their mastery in barriers and defensive magic.
Saegusa Clan, Experts in mind manipulation magic and skilled at manipulating perception and emotions.
Chiba Clan, Specializes in constructing complex magic sequences and precision magic control.
Kitayama Clan, Known for their skill in time manipulation magic.
Shiba Clan, Identified by their exceptional skills in using unconventional magic such as Decomposition and Material Burst spells.
Watanabe Clan, Experts in using devices, creating magical artifacts, and magical engineering.
Nakajou Clan, Known for their expertise in astral magic and spirit summoning.
Juumonji Clan, Masters of gravity control magic, allowing them to manipulate gravity fields.
Tsuzura Clan, Skilled in using magic related to words and language, including information manipulation spells.
"These clans hold great authority, and understanding their strengths will be crucial in navigating the complexities of First High School and uncovering any connections to the criminal organization," Shizuku concluded.
She continued, emphasizing the risks Sallie should consider. "There are several risks you should consider, Sallie-kun. First, the Ten Master Clans hold significant influence and power within the magical community. If they discover your investigation, they may view it as an intrusion and react with hostility or suspicion."
Curious, Sallie questioned, "So, my actions could potentially sour your relationships with the clans?"
"Exactly," Shizuku replied. "If word gets out that you're prying into their affairs without their consent, it may strain our cordiality with the clans and their individual members. It could have implications not just for your investigations but for your overall standing within the magical community."
Shizuku continued outlining the risks, "Another risk is the potential backlash from the criminal organization itself. If they become aware of your activities, they may take measures to protect their secrets and undermine your efforts. They could potentially harm you or enact countermeasures to lead you astray."
"Lastly, there is the possibility of inadvertently revealing your own secrets or weaknesses. As you delve deeper into this investigation, there is the chance that your intentions or methods may become exposed. This could make you vulnerable to retaliation or manipulation by both the clans and the criminal organization."
Sallie expressed surprise, "I hadn't thought about that. It's essential to be mindful of the secrets we hold and how my actions could potentially compromise the security of First High School."
Shizuku reassured him, "Absolutely, Sallie-kun. You must remain cautious and strategic in your approach. It's important to strike a delicate balance between gathering vital information and protecting your own interests."
Flustered, Sallie responded, "I appreciate your insights, Shizuku. It's crucial to thoroughly understand the risks involved before embarking on this investigation. But how do you know about the Ten Master Clans?"
Shizuku took a moment, her expression reflecting a mix of solemnity and reminiscence. "I come from a family with a deep connection to the magical community. My ancestors have been involved in magical affairs for generations, and over time, I've had the privilege of learning about the intricate network of magical families and organizations, including the Ten Master Clans."
"As I grew older, my family entrusted me with knowledge and insights into the magical world. Understanding the strengths, weaknesses, and dynamics of the Ten Master Clans became part of my upbringing. While I may not be directly affiliated with any of these clans, my background has afforded me a unique perspective on the magical landscape."
She continued, "It's not uncommon for families with magical heritage to share such information within their circles, and my family has been diligent in preserving and passing down this knowledge. I hope this provides some context as to why I possess insights into the workings of the magical community, including the Ten Master Clans."
"Does this mean that you're a member of the Ten master clans?"
As Sallie leaned in, she maintained her composure and provided context to her knowledge.
Shizuku met Sallie's inquiry with a soft smile. "No, I'm not a member of the Ten Master Clans. My family has its own magical lineage, but it's not among the prestigious ten. I believe that will be enough for today," Shizuku said, standing up from the table. "Thank you for taking your time with me. I appreciate it."
Sallie questioned, "Where are you going?"
"I believe there are some things to do. If you'd like to prepare tools for the upcoming enrollment, now is the time. Go buy things available if you have a huge abundance of time. It's available at the mall right now," she advised, turning towards Sallie before leaving.
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In his apartment, Sallie's attention was drawn by a distinct knock on the door. Rising from his bed, he approached the entrance and opened the door to unveil a man clad in a grey jacket, matching pants, and cap. The man, with a pushing cart, bore a sizable box that hinted at a delivery or a carefully packaged item.
The delivery guy was accompanied by a group of men wearing black and orange polo shirts. One of them, in English, asked, "Can we fix the computers for you?"
"Sure, go ahead," Sallie smiled.
Curiosity prompted one of the men to question, "This is the abandoned apartment, sir... But why are we...?" The question fell silent as Sallie gestured towards the opulent interior, revealing a stark contrast to the seemingly abandoned exterior. The men, now realizing the unexpected discrepancy, shifted their attention to the task at hand, prepared to work on the computers in the surprisingly luxurious setting.
In the confines of Sallie's room, a sense of anticipation filled the air as the skilled men methodically crafted the futuristic PC. Every component was carefully placed – monitors arranged with precision, the AVR and CPU strategically positioned. Then, with a touch of technological finesse, they wielded a pistol-shaped C.A.D. A shot reverberated through the room, and in an instant, a dazzling array of lights enveloped the newly assembled computer. The synchronized glow indicated not just its activation but the infusion of cutting-edge technology, transforming the space into a hub of advanced computing power, now ready for seamless and efficient use.
As the men concluded their task of installing the computers in Sallie's room, a gesture of farewell unfolded outside the seemingly abandoned apartment. The men, with a sense of accomplishment, waved their hands goodbye. The departure was accompanied by the low hum of a truck pulling away, leaving behind the now-transformed space, where the state-of-the-art computers stood ready for use, surrounded by the lingering echoes of technological proficiency.
With a confident smirk, Sallie uttered, "Let's get this show on the road," ready to embark on a journey through the digital realm of possibilities that lay before him.