The night of the second day of summer vacation soon arrived.
As the temperature gradually dropped, gusts of cool breeze blew across the rooftops of the towering buildings.
However, to Stiyl and Kanzaki, it made no difference whether it was day or night, nor did it matter whether the temperature was high or low.
Whether it was day or night, summer or winter, as long as Index was here, these two magicians would remain in this place, either taking shifts or watching the distant student dormitory together.
Right now, the two of them were keeping watch together.
Stiyl had changed back into his priest's attire and was looking through binoculars at the target room.
Through the binoculars, Stiyl could clearly see Index lying on the bed in a shirt, sound asleep.
That seemed to irritate Stiyl greatly.
Perhaps noticing Stiyl's mood, Kanzaki, who stood beside him with a long sword in hand, asked, "Are you angry because the card you sent to take advantage of that child's kindness didn't work?"
"That doesn't matter. I only sent it because I thought I'd give it a try. It doesn't matter if it didn't work." Stiyl bit down on the cigarette butt in his mouth and said irritably, "I'm just pissed off by how completely defenseless that child is."
"Is that so?" Kanzaki seemed to understand how Stiyl felt as she gazed toward where Index was.
Unlike Stiyl, who needed binoculars, Kanzaki's eyesight alone could reach a level of 8.0 even without magic. Even from this distance, she could still see what was happening around Index.
Thus, Kanzaki spoke.
"Indeed. She knows magicians are after her, yet she still took off the 'Moving Church.' That was far too careless."
The "Moving Church" Kanzaki referred to was the spiritual garment Index always wore: a