Although the academy's address was on the crystal in his hand, Shade had not had time to examine it twice before all the words on the page vanished, replaced by a huge "3."
The four people by the wall held their breath, but all of them were extremely excited:
"Shade, get ready!"
Doctor Schneider called out loudly.
The number "2" appeared.
Shade hurriedly took out his own key and threw it toward the wall along with the page before him and the messy pile of things in his pockets.
The number "1" appeared.
"If I come back late, remember to help me feed the cat."
He shouted, and then the crystal in his hand erupted with an astonishing white light, as though a bomb had exploded. A violent wind suddenly rose inside the room with its doors and windows shut. Doctor Schneider and the other three instinctively closed their eyes. A few seconds later, the light and wind vanished together, and Shade, who had been standing there, was gone as well.
The papers swept up by the wind drifted down like snowflakes. Along with Shade, one-fifth of the tea table in front of him and half the sofa behind him had disappeared. Both looked as though they had been precisely cut away, their cross-sections exceptionally neat.
"Oh~"
Doctor Schneider sighed as he examined the room, which looked as though it had been struck by a storm, and muttered softly:
"This is much less of a commotion than I expected."
(Little Mia was running.)
It was as though he had been forcibly compressed into a ball and rolled at high speed through a narrow pipe. Then it was as though he had been stuffed into a gun barrel and violently propelled forward by tremendous force.
Bizarre and dazzling visions appeared one