Chapter 23: Don't Open Your Mouth

Returning home from the dojo, Fujiki You Xuan took out the treasure of the dojo, "Silent Magician," which the dojo master had just passed to him, and placed it on the table, looking left and right, carefully examining it.

Of course, it was definitely not because the art was a round and tall pure-desire exquisite painting, he was simply researching the authenticity of the so-called spirit legend.

He tried hard to recall the original work. After Yucheng Yucheng Shidai got the spirit card of Winged Kuriboh from Yugi, it seemed he didn't do anything, and in the first episode, Kuriboh floated out by himself and talked to Yucheng Shidai "Kuri-Kuri."

But his own card seems to have no movement...

"Hello?"

"Are you there?"

"..."

Very good, sure enough, there is no reaction.

Then his heart moved, and he thought of an idea, and immediately took out the duel disk and unfolded it with a clatter.

It seems there is a saying that not everyone can see spirits, and "spirit affinity" is a talent that only some people have. Maybe the spirit has already come out, but he can't see it.

But there is another way.

Summon it with the duel disk's three-dimensional image system, use the technological power of the Kaiba Corporation to give the spirit a carrier of actual images, maybe at least they can communicate.

The duel disk's image system started, and with a gorgeous magic circle, the heroic mage stepped out. The white flawless magic robe, the hem of the robe swayed gently with the movement, the slender and well-proportioned white legs were looming, and the skirt swayed like snowflakes.

Silent Magician, summon.

She stood expressionless, as cold as a tree of ice crystals standing tall, and her snow-white face was like a glacier more than three feet thick.

Fujiki You Xuan stared at the tall mage and examined her carefully.

"Hmm..."

Maybe the projection technology of Kaiba Corporation is too realistic, the texture of this skin, this cold look, is indeed like a real person.

But such a staring look, an expressionless face, sure enough, it should just be a three-dimensional image...

Huh?

Fujiki You Xuan, who was observing from the left, took a step back and looked at Silent Magician's eyes.

Still that calm look, staring straight ahead without squinting.

But I don't know if it's an illusion.

Just a moment ago, he felt that the magician lady's eyeballs seemed to move?

Seemed to glance at him, but immediately retracted the moment he looked up.

Returned to this wooden ice-mountain poker face.

But that moment was too short, and he couldn't be sure if he had misread it.

"Could it be that there is actually a spirit... but she is deliberately playing dead?"

But no matter how he circled around the three-dimensional image, there was no suspicious reaction anymore.

There was no other way, so he had to turn off the duel disk first, take the card down, and put it back on the table.

In the evening, he planned to take a shower first, then go out for a walk to find some dinner, come back to brush up on questions to prepare for the assessment, and then go to bed early to rest.

Just then, he came up with another genius little idea.

He remembered hearing people say that music is a common language that transcends race and culture in the biological world. Studies have shown that many animals or plants will react to music, and even in some fantasy works, it is set that even aliens can communicate with music?

So, with the idea that trying it wouldn't hurt, he turned on the music player and gave the room some BGM suitable for playing cards. The passionate heavy metal melody, the drum beat like a storm, every note is full of passion and power, like thousands of warriors charging on the battlefield...

It is exactly the burning song suitable for card players. Once you hear it, you feel full of power, as if the next draw will change the world.

Fujiki You Xuan set it to loop and then turned to the bathroom to take a shower.

The fatigue of the day was soon washed away by the running water, and Fujiki You Xuan returned to the room while wiping his wet hair. But as soon as he came out, he paused and frowned slightly, realizing the abnormality.

The music disappeared.

What's the situation?

He approached the table and found that the player had turned into a stopped state at some point.

Could it be...?

He thought about it and pressed the play button again.

Then he turned around and pretended to leave the room to be busy again.

But he turned back immediately after going out, peeking at the situation in the room through the crack in the door.

Patiently waited for less than a minute.

Then he soon saw that the illusory, semi-transparent figure appeared out of thin air along with a faint ripple emitted from the card on the table.

The white magic robe, the skin looked even whiter and closer to transparency in that ghost-like state, and it looked almost sacred under the moonlight outside the window.

Fujiki You Xuan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Good guy, the dojo master really didn't lie.

There really is a spirit...

The mage carried a holy light effect and looked a bit sacred, but the silent floating action looked a bit sneaky, nervously looking left and right, as if afraid of being discovered.

She reached out sneakily and pressed the player.

The music stopped.

Fujiki You Xuan: "..."

He self-reflected and felt that the opening method was a bit flawed.

It seems that she is called "Silent" Magician, which must not be without reason.

It seems that she doesn't like the music carefully prepared by the owner.

But it was a mistake, although the process was a bit strange, his music ritual, no matter what, actually summoned the spirit.

So Fujiki You Xuan suddenly pushed the door and appeared at the door of the room.

Silent Magician: "!!!"

The silver-haired royal sister was quite surprised, covered her mouth and took a step back, and a blush quickly climbed onto her cold face.

Just like when a parent pushes the door in when doing bad things at home.

Then, with a swoosh, the royal sister mage turned into a white light again and drilled back into her card, without movement.

Fujiki You Xuan: "..."

Now he is certain.

His spirit was really playing dead just now.

Why is this? Could it be that the owner, I, don't look like a good person?

Fujiki You Xuan looked in the mirror for two seconds, and the handsome face immediately made him dispel this thought.

Absolutely impossible.

So is there such a possibility, maybe this spirit is just socially anxious?

It is said that the bond between a duelist and a card is the key to victory. Encountering a spirit is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Fujiki You Xuan feels it is necessary to grasp it. So he returned to the table.

"Hey? Are you there?"

Silent: "..."

"Speaking of which, I actually already know you are there."

Silent: "..."

Fujiki You Xuan is a bit troubled.

The duel kings of all generations in the anime all said that playing cards depends on bonds, but it seems that no one has ever explained how to cultivate this bond?

This is not Pokémon, and you can't feed her or train her. The key is that people don't usually come out of the card, what should I do?

After thinking about it, he tentatively asked: "How about... let's find another song to listen to?"

Silent: "!"

A faint ripple appeared on the card face again.

A few seconds later, the Silent Mage was already holding the magic staff with both hands, lowering her head and floating there with a strange expression.

She still didn't make a sound, but this action and this reaction made Fujiki You Xuan understand.

As long as you don't open your mouth, everything else is easy to talk about.

There should be cards tomorrow. Although it is a bit dangerous for the new book, I still want to finish it in one breath. Try to control it within 10,000 words...

I am on a trial push today, asking for follow-up reading again! Thank you!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 24 =====