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He turned abruptly, left the bedroom, and slammed the door shut behind him.
Standing in the living room, he could almost still smell her alluring perfume lingering in the air.
He forced himself to calm down, pulled the Shonen Jump magazine from his waist, sat on the sofa, and forced himself to focus on the comic.
After a while, the bedroom door was quietly opened a crack.
Chizuru Tsukishima pretended to go out to get a drink of water, but when she caught sight of him engrossed in reading a comic book, she felt a surge of annoyance.
She deliberately left the bedroom door ajar, not completely closed.
She lay back down on the bed, occasionally making some turning noises or letting out a few lazy and alluring hums.
Those captivating, subtle sounds kept drifting out from under the door, echoing in the quiet living room, attempting to challenge Qingze's willpower.
But Qingze was never tempted by beauty, and devoted all his attention to the comic magazine in front of him.
By 10 p.m., he had finally finished reading through the entire contents of Weekly Shonen Jump.
The four large golden characters on the magazine cover, "Shadow Curse," seemed to come alive, flowing and merging, eventually transforming into a dazzling golden stream of light that suddenly pierced into his brow.
In an instant, all the information about the spell "Shadow Binding" flooded into his mind.
As the name suggests, the effect of this magic is to control one's own shadow to wrap around the whole body, thereby jumping and shuttling between different shadows.
Furthermore, one can indirectly influence the actions of the main body by manipulating the shadows of others.
He suddenly stood up from the sofa, wanting to test the power of the magic.
At this moment, the bedroom was quiet, and Tsukishima Chizuru was really asleep.
Aozawa knew that Tsukishima Chizuru had installed hidden surveillance cameras on the balcony, in the living room, and at the door.
If you want to test this newly acquired magic, you must not do so in the living room.
His gaze fell on the second bedroom.
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The lights in the second bedroom were not on.
As soon as the door closed, everything turned pitch black, and Qingze was unable to use magic.
The prerequisite for casting [Shadow Binding] is the existence of a shadow.
Magic will not work if you are in a dark environment without any light source.
Having verified this conclusion, he pressed the switch on the wall.
The warm yellow light instantly dispelled the darkness and illuminated the second bedroom.
The room was simply furnished, with only a bed covered with a brand new quilt and pillows.
Judging from its clean appearance, it was clear that Chizuru Tsukishima had anticipated that he would stay overnight and had prepared it especially for him.
Qingze tossed his phone onto the bed and began casting his spell.
Suddenly, a dark purple magic circle silently appeared on his shadow cast on the door.
The array has a complex structure, with a standard pentagram embedded in the center and two concentric circles surrounding it. The edges are covered with ancient and obscure mysterious runes.
A deep purple light seemed to flow and flicker within the runes, as if it were alive.
Immediately afterwards, from the center of the magic circle, a thick, ink-black shadow surged out and spread forward at an extremely fast speed, instantly enveloping Qingze.
The next second, a strange change occurred. Qingze's entire body seemed to be swallowed by that dark shadow, rapidly shrinking and eventually merging completely into the magic circle on the door.
After he disappeared, the magic circle vanished as if it had never existed.
At the same time, Qingze lurked in the shadow of a utility pole fifty meters away from the second bedroom.
At this moment, the shadow cast by the entire telephone pole seemed to become an extension of his senses, allowing him to "see" the deserted street outside, shrouded in a light black filter.
Looking up from this unique, ground-hugging perspective, the high walls on both sides appear exceptionally majestic, cutting the dark night sky into a narrow strip like mountains.
Fifty meters is the farthest distance he can currently reach in a single shadow jump.
However, this jumping ability has no cooldown period.
After completing a 50-meter jump, he can immediately attempt another 50-meter jump.
Qingze's thoughts stirred again, and his figure once more disappeared into the shadows.
This time, he left the residential streets and came to a slightly bustling commercial street.
He blended into the shadow of a car driving at night.
The car sped along the street, and he moved silently with it.
Looking at the car chassis and rolling tires so close overhead, and listening to the constant noise from the street that never stopped even in the dead of night, a feeling of novelty and intense excitement welled up inside him.
Magic is amazing!
Moreover, he realized that if he simply hid in the shadows without jumping, the consumption of his mental energy would be negligible.
This gave him a more secretive idea for his plans to go to the Dharma assembly venue the next day.
He then began to conduct frequent jump tests in an attempt to determine the maximum duration of continuous use of this ability.
……
About an hour later, in the second bedroom, his body rose slowly from the shadow cast on the floor by the bed, as if floating up from water.
The dark shadow covering his body quickly peeled away, revealing his original face.
The detached shadows, as if possessing a life of their own, burrowed back into the ground and re-integrated into the magic circle.
Immediately afterward, the magic circle disappeared completely.
Having completed the test, Qingze felt a wave of mental exhaustion wash over him, and he collapsed onto the soft bed.
Performing shadow jumps frequently for an hour straight is indeed quite taxing.
However, if he simply hides without jumping, the duration can be greatly extended, enough to allow him to secretly reach the Dharma assembly site.
He reached out and turned off the light, closed his eyes in the darkness, and quickly fell asleep.
……
In his dream, he was at a depth of 250 meters.
There was no sense of oppression around me, only unparalleled freedom and comfort.
His body continued to slowly sink in his dream until it reached a depth of 300 meters before stopping again.
His mind was blank; he simply gazed quietly at the hazy halo of light filtered through the water above.
Jingle Bell!
The phone alarm suddenly rang, shattering the peaceful dream.
Qingze woke up from his dream.
He felt unusually energetic, with boundless energy throughout his body.
With a nimble roll, her feet landed firmly on the floor, and she swiped her finger across her phone screen to turn off the alarm.
He stepped out of the second bedroom. The sky outside was only dimly lit, and the living room was still somewhat dark.
He went straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found it empty except for a few bottles of drinks and mineral water.
This is normal, after all, one of the residents is very lazy and never likes to cook for himself.
Qingze didn't want to eat instant noodles with her first thing in the morning.
He immediately grabbed his keys, went out, walked to a nearby 24-hour supermarket, bought two barracudas, chicken cutlets, bacon, cheese, and toast, and then returned to the Tsukishima family home.
He started busying himself in the kitchen, first frying two barracudas until they were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, then stuffing chicken cutlets, bacon and cheese into toast to make a hearty sandwich.
Finally, he cooked a pot of steaming miso soup with kelp and tofu.
He knew that Chizuru Tsukishima loved miso soup.
After breakfast was prepared, he walked to the master bedroom door, knocked gently, and called out, "Lazybones, time to get up, breakfast is ready."
"Um……"
A lazy response came from inside.
Even though Chizuru Tsukishima had no intention of seducing anyone at the moment, her naturally beautiful voice still made Aozawa's heart skip a beat.
He said this person was a succubus reincarnated, and that's no exaggeration.
Ordinary people probably couldn't handle it at all.
Qingze turned around and sat down at the dining table.
The door to the master bedroom opened, and Tsukishima Chizuru walked out with her shoulder-length wavy hair slightly messy.
She was wearing a beige slip dress, the design of which revealed a large expanse of fair skin at the chest, and the hem of the dress reached her knees.
But even covering up to the ankles is useless.
This nightgown is made of semi-transparent tulle, with dense patterns used only to cover the key areas.
But not in some places.
For example, the semi-transparent gauze on both sides of the waist could not cover the fair and smooth skin underneath, clearly showing that there was nothing under the nightgown and no bra was binding her.
"Good morning~"
"Good morning."
Qingze nodded, trying to keep his gaze focused. "Go wash up quickly."
Did you use my toothbrush?
"It's okay to use it once in a while, right?"
Qingze answered.
Chizuru Tsukishima let out a soft hum from her nose and walked towards the bathroom with the elegant and casual steps of a cat.
Qingze couldn't help but follow her back, especially lingering for a moment on her alluring waist and hip curves, inwardly cursing the designer of the nightgown.
Why design so many patterns in key areas?