-639- What kind of logic was that?

The life at Walpurgis Royal Academy of Machinart for Rozen was not much different from his life at Onmyou Academy.

Apart from theoretical classes, there were practical courses, occasionally supplemented with physical education and extracurricular activities. There wasn't anything particularly remarkable.

However, unlike the tightly scheduled curriculum at Onmyou Academy, the courses at the Machinart Academy were more flexible and casual. Aside from mandatory classes, students could freely choose their desired courses or even opt not to attend.

Of course, they had to bear the consequences, such as facing expulsion if they lacked sufficient credits. The most valuable courses in the academy were the practical ones, teaching techniques like "Telekinesis," "Spirit Vision," "Rigid Body," "Magic Defence," and more, depending on the situation.

These courses were crucial for enhancing skills in automaton manipulation, and students aspiring to improve their puppetry skills couldn't afford to miss them.

However, for Rozen, these practical courses held little value.

He believed he could rival anyone in the world when it came to automaton manipulation. In terms of technique, he had surpassed not only the techniques like "Telekinesis," "Spirit Vision," "Rigid Body," "Magic Defence," but even "Heaven's Eye," "Magic Resilience," and "Mind's Eye." He had continuously honed his skills for decades, evolving "Spirit Vision" in the world of Tokyo Twilight into an ability to perceive spiritual energy. Through relentless training, he had elevated the intensity and purity of each stage's technique to astonishing levels. In this world, perhaps no one could surpass Rozen in the eight-tiers of a magus.

In other words, Rozen couldn't learn anything useful in this academy, much like his time at the Onmyou Academy.

"Being too far ahead of others isn't a good thing," he thought wryly.

But...

"Well, this way I can have more time to train," Rozen concluded. With this in mind, he attended only the mandatory courses and selected a few courses that would give him enough credits, skipping the rest.

However, as Rozen continued his training, he noticed a grave matter.

"My magical power is decreasing?"

This revelation surprised and perplexed him.

Indeed.

Rozen's magical power was decreasing.

No.

To be more accurate, the life force that could be converted into magical power was diminishing.

"How could this be?" Rozen furrowed his brow, using the combination of "Spirit Vision" and "Mind's Eye" to continually observe his magical circuits and bodily conditions, trying to find the cause.

In the end, Rozen found the reason smoothly.

Actually, the reason was very simple.

"My life force is flowing elsewhere?"

Yes.

That was the cause.

Due to the life force flowing elsewhere, causing a decrease in the life force that can be transformed into magical power, Rozen's magical power has started to decline.

As for this part of the life force, it flowed towards...

"..."

Realizing where his life force was flowing, Rozen fell silent for a long time, his eyes flickering.

In the end, Rozen did nothing but silently activate the secret technique of "Crimson Wing Formation," converting blood into magical power and replenishing the deficient magical power in his magical circuits. Then, he continued his training as if nothing had happened.

If the Akabane family were to know about Rozen's actions, they would surely be astonished, right?

Though "Crimson Wing Formation" was a secret technique that could transform blood into magical power, thus increasing magical power tenfold, no one had ever utilized this feature to replenish their own magical power when it was insufficient. This was not something one could casually do.

However, Rozen did it effortlessly, and it was all done without anyone knowing. If the ancestors of the Akabane family were to find out, they would undoubtedly be amazed.

Rozen remained oblivious to the astonishing act he had performed or, even if he knew, didn't think much of it and continued to improve day by day.

During this period, Hinowa naturally visited frequently, going in and out with Rozen, prompting Yaya to be on high alert every time, as if facing a formidable enemy. Lately, her night raids on Rozen became more frequent, causing him considerable headaches.

One day, Yaya's dissatisfaction reached its limit.

"Please tell Yaya honestly, Rozen."

Rozen lost track of time due to his dedication to training, only remembering to eat when night fell. Thinking of heading to the dormitory cafeteria to get food and realizing it was past dining hours, he went to a restaurant where he had to pay. On the way there, Yaya questioned Rozen with a serious expression.

"Do you really dislike Yaya?"

Yaya asked anxiously.

Seeing the girl's anxious and timid expression, Rozen blinked.

"I definitely don't dislike you."

Rozen answered truthfully.

Yaya's complexion changed immediately.

"Then why don't you roll around in bed with Yaya!?"

"Your topic changes way too quickly!"

Faced with Yaya's heartfelt accusation, Rozen shut her down with a straightforward response.

Why should one roll around in bed if they don't dislike someone?

What kind of logic was that?

Not knowing Rozen's helplessness, Yaya burst into tears in frustration.

"Yaya washes herself every day to gain favor and even dresses so scantily every night. Any normal man would have pounced Yaya by now, why is Rozen not doing anything!?"

"No, it's because before that, you couldn't control yourself and pounced..."

"Could it be that Yaya did something wrong!? Was the dose of aphrodisiac insufficient!?"

"...Did you really do such a thing?"

"Or, does Rozen actually not like women and prefers men...!?"

"Shut up! There are some things in this world that shouldn't be said!"

"Then quickly take off your clothes and show Yaya!"

"Why did it have to turn out like this!?"

The master and servant were quarreling in the bustling main street, causing quite a scene.

Just then...

"Hush..."

In the nearby grove, the bushes suddenly rustled.

Rozen abruptly stopped in his tracks.

In that instant...

"Swoosh!"

A figure darted out from the bushes, heading straight toward Rozen.