There is a theory that the world exists indefinitely.

It refers not to breadth, but to number.

They were called parallel worlds, and when they were based on one particular world, they existed next to each other, and their worldly statues were similar and non-existent to the worlds on which they were based.

Parallel worlds are estimated, for example, if the human beings present on the Earth of this world are not present on the Earth of the neighbouring world, or if on the Earth of this world the human beings who live in the sun direction as policemen, on the Earth of the neighbouring world as criminals, lurk in the shade and live, or if we talk about extremes, just the difference in the rolled out eyes of the dice.

Events - which means that there are only 'IFs' for the number of results that 'someone did' and 'what happened' lead to, and that everyone's regrets and prayers that 'if you had done so then the results would have been different' are being fulfilled in a different world.

A different world is another way of thinking, and we can say that this is something similar and non-existent again.

... On the lawn in the garden of a mansion, a blue spark can play.

The identity of the phosphorescent light that jumps around and illuminates the area is the magical light, the light that magic shows.

A line of magic light crawls through the ground and several geometries are drawn within the circle shape. When I thought I had broken the resistance and ran around like a stray current, now the luminescence overflowed the area so intense that it made me lose my sight day and night.

Eventually, it gradually weakens.

When the emission comes to an end, there are five shadows above the formation.

There's one man and four women.

- The ritual of crossing boundaries performed in front of the Eight Keys Mansion in different worlds is connected and the magic formation of the transfer is activated without deficiencies. The five men, Mizumi, Fermenia, Refile, Liliana and Hatsumi, were able to safely transfer to the world where Mizumi and the others were.

It was in a familiar garden that the water came down.

It is the type of design that creates a garden in the rear of the house, in direct conflict with the Japanese architectural style that creates a garden in the front of the house. The whole place is built to mimic a western-style garden, with brick-toned stones, trails (approach), tables and chairs for the garden, as well as a small shima (azumaya) behind a well-maintained hedge.

The brick bedrock, however, is bumpy because of the part that is rising and sinking in.

However, tables and chairs are exposed to the sun and rain storms, so that the depth can be seen in the colours of the wood.

Frosty Gray's Shi 'a (Azuma Ya) is wrapped in a bamboo and eroded by greenery.

Around there were several small dolls of plaster placed like a bustle. It looks like it's going to move at night, but it comes with a trick that it doesn't have to move at night. A trap for intruders has been set up there. It is also a noisy place to fight for one or two in the house.

If Shuiming looks back, the beauty of the Eight Keys Mansion.

It is a queen anne style that smells the fragrance of Dae-jong from Meiji, adorned everywhere with a medallion of exorcism, and a thoroughbred that ends up in a taya.

Drop your gaze, veranda. Behind the cloudy glass you can see the outline of the obscured rocking chair.

- You're back.

It was a tragedy made of relief that spread in the breasts of Shuiming.

The sight of the chair that Father Fengguang had always sat on brought it up clearly.

At the time of the transfer, it was daytime in the other world, but this world - Japan - was currently at night.

(Different times......)

It's anxiety that attacked him so easily. Regardless, I wasn't expecting these things - there's nothing I can do about all this.

I would appreciate it if this error was about the time difference, but if it was a big time discrepancy, it would be a problem. The time spent in the other world and the time that has elapsed in this world do not coincide can also be left out of this world.

And with that difference, the impact is enormous.

When Mizumi prays in her heart that Taro Real Urushima will spare me, she hears an excited voice.

"Bright,"

The first thing that jumped in was Liliana's voice. Keeping a stare at the city you can see from the garden, he usually rounds his sleeping half-eyes like a plate.

That was with the other two, Fermenia and Refile.

In other worlds, it's almost dark at night. Something that reveals the night is about the light of the moon and the light of the stars, the light of the fire made by man. In large cities, magic lights are installed, but basically they are meant to protect the security of the places where nobles live, not everywhere.

But this world is different. There are exterior lights in Japan, and the light of life leaks from homes. It is the pile that brings the image of the city to life from the darkness of night.

In particular, the eight-key mansion is built a small height. It will be remarkable because the city tends to be easy to see.

Fu and Lefir looked up into the sky to be attracted to something.

"Suimei. The light is moving... is that a star?

"Hmm? No, that's a plane. It's a vehicle that drives people around."

"Vehicle!? Is that it?

"Su, Lord Swimei? Isn't that pretty high......?

"Well yeah. It's a long way from takeoff and landing, so it's basically about 10,000 meters."

"Yes, 10,000..."

As far as units are concerned, three people from different worlds also have an understanding because they have already taught.

Turning to Hatsumi as Lephire asked, she snorted firmly, too.

"That too, machine...... was it? It's made of precise communication."

"Oh. This world is everywhere made of that technology"

Eventually the faces of different worlds, distracted by the city's light and planes, turned back.

"... So this is Lord Swimey's house?

When Shuiming nodded and showed affirmation, the three of them who first saw Shuiming's home looked blurred,

"... it's huge"

"That's big."

"Wow, it's huge."

"Right."

"Really?

Hatsumi's voice was mixed with a little twitching.

As for Shuiming, I have lived here since I was born, so I don't know much. Compared to one other house, the grounds are large and the construction is certainly luxurious, but still no match for the luxurious scale abroad. If you go to America, even the average person will live in a big house like an idiot.

The three surprises didn't stick together, especially for Mizumi, who flies around the world in mystery-related work.

Hatsumi exhales in a frightened breath against Mizumi, who still shows some missing reaction.

"There's rarely a third floor in a typical house, is there?

"Uh, yeah."

"Um, Lord Swimey? Could this be bigger than the house of the Duke of Hadrias?

"Including the garden would be bigger, but the floor area could be this way."

When Shuiming said in a blurred tone, Refill was rubbing his eyebrows.

"Isn't Suimei-kun's house pretty big?

"Well, only the family has a history there."

When Mizumi shrugs her shoulders like she says there's nothing going on, Hatsumi pokes me in the stomach.

"Mr. Refile. Don't listen to this liar. Most of the land around here belongs to Mizumi's house."

"Around here, is it?

"Yeah. If I didn't, there's no way I could have my house right next door."

I turn to my neighbor as Hatsumi guides everyone's gaze. There is Hatsumi's home, the Decaying Leaf Mansion. This is the perfect Japanese house, as opposed to the house of Shuiming. Besides, it comes with the addition that there is a dojo. The grounds are large and the house is large.

The Fermenians, of course, round their eyes.

"Really, you're rich."

"Mages need land and money."

Yes, for a magician, money and land are important things. Preparing articles for use as a medium of witchcraft requires commensurate economic strength, and rituals involve elements of terrain and feng shui to a large extent. Securing land is therefore a top priority, and money is needed to obtain the necessary land. A samurai can be said to be in the opposite pole position to the word "Takayang branch".

And then, out of nowhere, I hear the sound of the engine blowing. Because of hearing the sudden explosion, Liliana was surprised, shook her shoulders frightened and turned around to hear the sound.

"That sound, what is it? Far away, it seems."

"Oh, runaway, you like some bike. I hear big noises all the time this way. You don't have to worry too much about this stuff, do you?

I can come back and make you think again, but the other world was so quiet. It does not occur unless there is so much to it, such as loud noise. On the other hand, this world is sometimes plagued by noise, and it's been a long time, so it felt terribly noisy.

Hatsumi exhaled relieved when Mizumi was thinking about it.

Is that appeased exhalation? When I saw it, my face had changed from being nervous to being released, as if it had become popular.

"... you're back"

"Oh, I'll be honest with you when I feel like I'm back."

"Really. There wasn't a muffler explosion or anything."

Hatsumi swells her cheeks like she's a businessman, and she throws up. Did you get unspeakable frustration?

With that in mind, she suddenly brought it to her chest.

"All of a sudden... what's wrong?

"... good. I'm back. I've been wondering if I'll ever see your mother again. So..."

"Right."

Hatsumi's. It's a puffing of anxiety in her chest. Such a gentle stroke of her head. The bumpy, unpredictable words represented her current extreme mood.

Blonde hair is trembling by waves of emotion. That must have been all I was happy about.

But it was such a fold.

Suddenly from home, signs of magic.

"- This is!

――

Fermenia and Liliana move quickly into the magic that has increased in Russia. Take care of yourself with agile work and fill your body with magic without precipitation. Be alert to your surroundings while chasing the place where your magic powers have been expressed with your gaze as you wrap a yarn.

Considering the possibility that the place where the magic occurs is: That's two wizards, no magicians, who've come over a lot of battles.

Meanwhile, the landlord Shuiming exhaled as he scratched his head as he cared.

... Well, I was expecting this.

At a time when the gentle scent of sandalwood (rosewood) has developed in the garden, it has been proven that the Lord who inflated his magic is not the enemy.

The atmosphere of a place where magic is strong and heavier. If you look at it, the black of the dark night also looks colorful, like a mixture of dark purple due to strong magic.

A shadow slightly darker than the darkness of night came from the victory of Shuiming Mansion.

On the shoulders of Fermenia and Liliana, who have increased their magic to go with it, Shuiming puts her hand so that she doesn't worry. As they calmed the two obscure daughters, the dark shadows represented a clear outline and approached them with footsteps.

Eventually the figure revealed under the moon - it was a magician's outpouring.

Silk hat wrapped in red ribbon. Sticks with jewels (orbs) on tip. Ironing, crisp tailoring. Not to mention the magician, but the magician's image.

Delivered in that outfit was still the girl who remained unobtrusive. Tall is about the same height as fermenia. Long dark hair. Beautiful, hard and smooth glossy skin like white magnet. The eyes reflect a brilliant contrast of jewel-like light and darkness, with thin, firm brows and a small nose.

His face was faceless, but his voice and signs seeped with an indelible rage.

"Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

"It's been a while."

The girl dressed as a magician is named - Heidemarie Alzbain.

He was a disciple and assistant to Mitsumi Hachi and a demon of use.