If I Had To Say, I Would Say I Am A Evil Magician 164 (Patreon)

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Daylight illuminates Hogner Magic Academy, and the students start going to school. In the Board Chairman Office on the very top floor, the Dark Magician is staring fixedly at that scene. His back view, gave off a sense of sorrow, and in Mira's eyes, it reflected emptiness and sadness.

"What......are you thinking about?"

Mira, pours Darjeeling into the cup placed on top of the table.

"......aah, I'm thinking about what kind of hand will Delta play next. He is not a man who will let the good opportunity of Lioar's absence slip. To me, this silence is suspicious instead"

While saying, he holds the cup and places his mouth on it.

"Is that so......judging from Asch-sama's eyes, you were staring fixedly at the female students' uniform, so I was sure, you were simply, disappointed, at their trousers outfit"

"......disappointment is not a result. It is something that arises from looking at that process――Reader＝Luoleo"

"......"

'I don't get the meaning at all', is the competent butler's thought.

"By the way, have you found out their direction?"

"Yes. Mostly"

"Hmm......as expected. Even with the presence of the Monitoring Magic(Surveillance), you completed the investigation of their direction. I wouldn't expect any less of my butler"

"Even if we are being monitored, there are countless ways to find out"

Something like making use of underground connections and acquiring information, is a piece of cake feat for Mira.

"So? Report"

"Yes, allow me. In response to Asch-sama working to renew the uniform, the enemies seem to not understand the intention of that and have not played their next hand. Nobody, not even God, could imagine that you would perform such a bizarre act at this timing after all. They find it to be horribly strange"

'And, infinitely disgusting,' are the grumblings the competent butler muttered in her heart.

"......exactly as I calculated huh"

The Dark Magician, he muttered, quietly.

"Asch-sama, what is, the next move?"

Mira, she ignored it, deliberately.

"Fuu......if that is how the other side wants to play, then I will not do anything"

"......which means?"

"Fuu......Mira, you sure are a doll. You don't know what I'm thinking about?"

"......unfortunately not"

"It can't be helped. Listen up, alright? Through my advanced strategy, the enemy's command system is in confusion. Meaning that by deliberately, taking an illogical action, the other party came to question my approach. It's exactly, as I calculated. And then, as for the students, they obtain time to stand up against them. Protect your own self by yourself. This, is the homework I have given to them"

"......what a terrifying individual you are huh"

What a backpedal. At this loud speech that legitimises all of the acts thus far, the doll ends up doubting her very own ears from the bottom of her heart.

"Fuu, well"

Proudly. The manic owner who, on the other hand, shows a cynical smile.

"......it is almost, time for class"

"I see. Make them wait, until I finish enjoying this Darjeeling"

"Understood"

Mira, she simply, wished for her master's death.