When I finished consulting with Angelica, I walked out with my smartphone in my pocket.

It's more a battle against time than an invincible reserve.

We must strike a measure of intelligence loss as soon as possible.

Go down the aisle with a quick leg and get out of the station. We're headed to the Otsuki Bookstore.

I had originally intended to stop by, but I didn't know the day would come when that deranged bookstore clerk would be anti-debuff.

Humans. You don't know what it is, chanting cover-up magic remembering odd sensations.

Turn into a transparent person and start walking at full power.

Cover-up is very convenient magic.

Not only will the people around me not be able to see me, but they won't be able to hear my voice and footsteps. It also prevents tracking from monsters by the nose, so I guess the smell is gone too.

Me and Erin can use each other's cover-ups.

But neither of us have the skills to perceive or explore.

It's a battle between people who are good at hiding and have no nose.

... but just now Erin approached me within a few hundred meters and greeted me with a range debuff.

I guess you're already grabbing my exact position?

No.

If you'd found me, you could have attacked me as much as you wanted while I was losing my mind.

Yet he carried out the pursuit. On the contrary, he walked away from himself.

Thinking about it makes me think that earlier just happened to want to pass near me.

Perhaps Erin has just been transferred to Japan?

If you want to set up a transfer point near me, you can do it easily.

That's how Angelica came to Japan.

Erin was summoned near me, okay, but he couldn't find me because he was on the other side of the wall. Or maybe he was in a place where he could see me, but he feared that my combat might be better than when I was in another world.

Anyway, I decided it was reckless to fight like this for some reason, hurriedly putting up a de-intelligence debuff, and escaping the TV station while consolidating my defense.

From his character, this is the most likely interpretation.

Erin is a careful witch.

Unlike some clergyman, who had made a rash confession to a younger man over the age of ten, or had just taken unscrupulous assault tactics in the desire to "have reason to lose to us who believe in the only absolute God".

Speaking of what Erin will do after this, he'll either use his "brainwashing skills" to increase his fighting power or manipulate someone involved with me to take him hostage.

If left unattended, Angelica and the others will be targeted.

As a brave man and guardian, that's all we have to avoid.

I ran through town in a whirlwind and arrived at the Otsuki Bookstore at the shortest distance.

And the day is inclined, and the evening is.

Ayako may already be home from school.

If it's a store number, it's convenient to speak up in the store, but I'll peek in.

but unfortunately the store owner seems to be in charge of the cashier today.

I'd like to summon Ayako somehow, but I don't know what errand to make up.

... Do you want to go in?

It's a little dangerous, but I want to be sure about the cover-up magic and the specifications of the party.

You want to do it?

When I went around the back of the store, I jumped and flew to the veranda twice. Surely this must have been Ayako's private room.

From the gap in the curtain, I can see Ayako sitting at her desk looking at her computer monitor. You haven't been home that long, you're in uniform.

"Ayako, it's me"

Raise your voice and try knocking on the window.

Ayako stands at the window, blind to me, and clumsily plays the keyboard.

It still is.

Even once someone is recognized as a party member, using cover-up magic in a far away state seems to work fine.

That brings up some remarkable ideas about whether Angelica and the others can go home unnoticed, but now it's not the time.

We need to uncover it and discuss it with Ayako.

Unlike Ayako, who lives with me, I'm not that close to this Ayako. But still, it doesn't change that it's Ayako Otsuki.

If you ask for it seriously, most of your favors should be listened to.

……

and.

Suddenly Ayako stood up and approached the window as she conceived how to talk.

Are you sure you see me?

Ayako silently opened the window without changing her expression.

... you mean in?

"Oh, my God, you noticed."

No reply.

He's been pushing me to the veranda without an appointment, and maybe he's angry.

I'm really sorry there.

I take my shoes off, I circle my feelings back, and I interrupt a seventeen-year-old girl's room.

"Even so, you increasingly don't know the specifications of the cover-up. Why does Ayako see me now?"

It is also determined to be unresponsive. Ayako rode herself out of the open window and was sure to observe the window in the next room.

"Ayako?

"... Father, are you asleep..."

I see. Your father's study is next door, so are you sure you can talk secretly?

That's an accurate decision, sitting on the floor with admiration.

Ayako made a crisp noise and closed the window, and the curtain was also due.

"One thing today, I came here for a favor."

……

Ayako lowered her back to the chair without changing her expression in any way. He's quietly manipulating the mouse and opening the folder somehow.

"... Ayako?

……

"... maybe you don't see me, or something?

The sound of clicking on the kachikachi and mouse echoes.

When I stood up quietly, I took my palm in front of Ayako's face and shook it several times.

I don't care at all if it would be an unsightly act from a working human being.

"... Yabe"

Confirmed. Cover-ups are working.

Ayako can't see me.

Apparently, I happened to mistake Ayako for approaching the veranda and opening the window with a change of air or something as a "sign for you to come in".

An old man uses magic to break into a maiden's room...

He's an indescribable pervert.

I'm sneaking into this house once, but that's when Angelica and the other Ayako were with me.

I can tell you that it gives off another step of criminal smell.

"Oh, my God. This."

Should I go back out at the top?

But if you open the window or the door, it'll look like Ayako, and they'll think it's something.

If something moves in the room on its own, it's a fuss. Anyway, Ayako here doesn't know the existence of cover-up magic.

Soon I would open the door to go to the bathroom, and I wondered if it would be easy to get out of the room in that gap, etc., and I heard a blur and a call for me.

"Mr. Neutral......"

Me? and I peered into Ayako's side and her cheeks were slightly reddish.

When I pointed my gaze at the monitor, I was just clicking on a folder named 'Mr. Neutral'.

Capacity was as high as 104 GB.

There's chills running all over my body.

Yet I can't take my eyes off the screen.

"Mr. Neutral... Mr. Neutral..."

Loaded and the folder is opened.

"Hih."

It was me who was stuck inside, countless times.

When I appeared on the variety show, was it a captured image? Neutral Keisuke images taken from various angles were surprisingly spread across the screen.

"I wonder if I can use this"

I think you're using it. Ayako slipped her mouse cursor as she uttered a spooky word and put the up image of my arm into a folder that would be 'Mr. Neutral's Power Kobu'.

I have Mr. Neutral's face folder, as well as Mr. Neutral's ass folder, Mr. Neutral's leg folder, and Mr. Neutral's chest plate folder.

My whole body is finely separated, each boasting several GB of capacity.

The biggest capacity was the chest plate folder.

"Neutral likes me too..."

No heart, or Ayako's breath feels rough.

Conversely, mine is a bug breath, so I learn the illusion that they are sucking away my precision.

Ayako stretched her arms out and grabbed the tissue box she had on the edge of her desk when she thought I'd break down the window and run away because she could already be noticed.

"... Wait, Ayako, wait, you..."

You can't just do that, I'm watching you!

But she couldn't have heard such a warning, and Ayako stuck her arm in her skirt and slumped her pants down to her ankle.

I decided to close my eyes with at least courtesy.

So, has it been about thirty minutes? Ayako gently opened the window when she was ready.

I wander off to the veranda and take a deep breath desperately.

I didn't feel alive. I thought I was going to die.

No joke, I was more nervous than when I was trapped in a difficult dungeon.

When I confirmed Ayako had left the room, I sat up as if the thread had been cut.

How can you have a sober discussion with the girl who used me in front of you...