Chapter 17

"Storing souls."

Akaso Kaze said casually.

"Whose, whose soul?"

Natsue felt her heart beating fast.

Akaso Kaze looked at her and said with a smile: "Your grandfather Kozo Hatamoto's."

"He couldn't let go after he died, so he stayed on your head."

Akaso Kaze is a kind person and didn't mention other possibilities.

As for Takeshi Hatamoto, he's dead, so don't show him to people.

Natsue hesitated for a while and asked: "Can, can I see grandfather?"

Akaso Kaze thought for a moment and nodded.

He used the Eye of Space, and Kozo Hatamoto's figure immediately appeared before Natsue's eyes.

"Grandfather, it's really you, grandfather!"

The girl's eyes instantly filled with tears.

Entering Akaso Kaze's soul space, the souls gained some intelligence.

He looked at his granddaughter and tried hard to open his mouth, revealing a smile.

"Grandfather, what should I do? You're dead, Takeshi is also dead, how can I live on alone?"

Large teardrops flowed down her delicate face.

Kozo Hatamoto opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Souls don't have vocal cords; unless they have practiced appropriate magic, they cannot make a sound at all.

"You can ask him some questions, souls can nod and shake their heads."

Akaso Kaze kindly reminded her.

Then he demonstrated: "Do you want Natsue to inherit the position of head of the family?"

Kozo Hatamoto's soul rippled instantly, nodding repeatedly.

"Me? Inherit the position of head of the family?"

Natsue was stunned.

Akaso Kaze said: "You didn't know, did you? Your grandfather left a will long ago, passing the entire Hatamoto family to you."

After he finished speaking, his heart stirred.

It's possible that Tatsuo Hatamoto sat on Natsue's head because of this obsession.

"Can I really do it?"

Natsue wiped her tears while murmuring to herself: "Without grandfather's guidance, can I really manage the Hatamoto family well?"

She suddenly froze, grabbed Akaso Kaze's hand with joy.

"Akaso-san, can you keep grandfather's soul so I can often get his guidance?"

"Keep his soul?"

Akaso Kaze looked hesitant, "The cycle of life and death is the law of the world; keeping a soul requires a lot of my magic power..."

"No matter the cost, I am willing to pay." Natsue hugged Akaso Kaze's arm and begged bitterly, "Please, this is the only way I can hold on."

In the soul space, the souls of Kozo Hatamoto and Takeshi Hatamoto all showed pleading expressions.

Tatsuo Hatamoto didn't have any expression.

He only had an obsession with property; the rest didn't matter.

"Alright."

Being hugged and rubbed against by her arm, the kind Akaso Kaze finally agreed compassionately.

He reached out and lifted Natsue's smooth, fair little chin.

"Akaso-san, you, what are you doing?"

Natsue widened her cute eyes but didn't dare to struggle, fearing that she would annoy the Onmyoji and destroy her grandfather's soul.

"I said, keeping a soul requires a lot of magic power, I need to replenish my magic power..."

As he spoke, he kissed her.

In the space, Kozo Hatamoto, Takeshi Hatamoto, and Tatsuo Hatamoto were all furious.

This Onmyoji is actually taking advantage of someone in distress.

My granddaughter!

My wife!

My sister-in-law!

The three souls let out silent wails.

Watching, the three souls swelled up as if blown by air.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.

Three soft sounds.

Magic power was instantly replenished.

Akaso Kaze licked his lips comfortably.

It's... so delicious!

I really did it for the magic power, definitely not because I was craving Natsue's body.

[Ding, your magic power limit has been increased. Using level one magic for over ninety minutes, using level two magic for over thirty minutes.]

[Your magic power limit has reached the level of object control. Reward: Magic Tool Making Method.]

[Magic Tool: A tool specifically for mages, with functions such as storing magic power, storing magic, and amplifying magic power.]

[Please note, only special objects can be made into magic tools. Common magic tools include magic wands, golems, rings, weapons, etc.]

Magic tool?

Akaso Kaze thought to himself while kissing Natsue.

This world doesn't have Harry Potter, where can I find things like magic wands?

Oh, wait, there seems to be a girl named Akako Koizumi; she seems to have a magic wand.

Hehe, that thing is mine.

His arm sank, and Akaso Kaze hurriedly raised his head.

Oh no, Natsue was oxygen-deprived for too long and fainted.

Bang, bang, bang.

Three sounds came from the soul space, just like firecrackers.

Akaso Kaze looked over while giving the girl artificial respiration.

The Hatamoto trio all exploded.

Only three soul skins were left, hanging on her hair.

It was too miserable.

Magic power absorption.

Because of the explosion, the magic power scattered in the space was instantly sucked into Akaso Kaze's body.

It's just too refreshing!

A few days passed in a flash.

Akaso Kaze used prediction magic to search everywhere.

Unlike what he imagined, there were countless materials for magic tools.

The most common was cherry wood.

You could just break off a piece and make it into a magic wand.

There were also acacia wood, alder wood, apple wood, ash wood, aspen wood, blackthorn wood, black walnut wood, cedar, chestnut wood, etc.

It can be said that almost any tree branch can be made into a magic wand.

As for the effect, it was unwatchable.

Even the best branch could only store one percent of magic power or increase casting speed by one percent.

It's practically like nothing.

Am I someone who lacks that little bit of magic power?

Do I need to be that fast?

Endurance is the hard truth, isn't it?

Sizzle.

Akaso Kaze stroked the cat in his arms while sucking dry the fattened Kenzo Hirota.

This guy couldn't stand seeing his cat living well.

He wanted the cat to accompany him.

What a cruel guy.

But why does he care so much about his cats?

Is it because all four cats he raised are female?

Akaso Kaze didn't understand.

By comparison, the Hatamoto trio was much better.

They only got stimulated when Akaso Kaze was intimate with Natsue.

Of course, now Akaso Kaze has become the exclusive Onmyoji for the Hatamoto family, and he has plenty of opportunities to meet Natsue...

The reason, of course, is that Natsue is in charge of the Hatamoto family and needs her grandfather's guidance.

As a young Onmyoji, letting living people see souls is very draining on magic power.

Basically, meeting for one minute requires ten minutes to recover magic power.

Meeting for ten minutes requires one hundred minutes to recover magic power.

Meeting for half an hour... Natsue doesn't need to go back.

Anyway, Akaso Kaze has a building, and arranging a room for her to stay is more than enough.

This way, it's more convenient to recover magic power...

"Predict materials suitable for making magic tools."

This was a day without Natsue.

Akaso Kaze walked out of the sports car, and the arrow under his feet pointed straight to the building in front of him.

Medieval Art Museum?

Isn't this where the armored knight case happened?

"Akaso-san!"

Ran's voice came from not far away.

Akaso Kaze turned his head to look.

It was the Mouri father and daughter, and of course, little Conan.

"Ran, what a coincidence, are you here to see the art exhibition too?"

"Yeah, is Akaso-san here to see the armor that walks by itself?"

Ran looked excited.

"Of course, it sounds quite interesting." Akaso Kaze responded with a smile.

"Look, I told you, even an Onmyoji is so interested, and you guys still didn't want to come."

Ran waved her little fists triumphantly at Kogoro Mouri and Conan.

Looking at the helpless expressions of the two, Akaso Kaze couldn't help but laugh.

These two guys actually wanted to refuse Ran's request; they really don't know how to spell "death."

Walking into the art museum, it was empty, with few people.

"Akaso-san, is it true that the armor walks?"

Ran asked curiously.