But speaking of earlier, the air cushion Kid had created with Magic Power...
Jiang Xia stroked his chin and briefly fell into thought. He wondered whether Kid had taught himself this simple application of Magic Power, or whether Kid's father—Kuroba Toichi—had come to Japan and was secretly tutoring his son.
If it was the latter... Jiang Xia recalled that Kuroba Toichi also seemed to be a Magician. And his Magic Power was surely far purer than Kid's, a rookie in the world of Magic.
To a Spirit Medium, Magic Power was also a form of Energy Core, and Energy Cores could strengthen his Ghosts, allowing them to operate puppets for longer periods and possibly enhancing their various skills.
However, ever since the witches had traveled all that way to deliver Takeaway, Jiang Xia had lost track of them. He had also failed to find any other Magic Sources, so he could only knock on Kid's door every few days to collect some Magic Power. Or, when Kid was stealing treasures, make efficient use of resources and absorb the Energy Cores generated within those treasures.
But if Kuroba Toichi had returned...
The more Jiang Xia thought about it, the more pleasantly surprised he became.
When he had some free time, perhaps he should bring a small gift when he next visited the Kuroba household as Mist Tengu, and politely inquire about Kuroba Toichi...
Beside him, a chill ran down Kid's back.
Feeling the howling cold wind around him, he decided he had worn too little today.
Besides, after suddenly getting into a midair traffic accident and unfortunately falling from the eighth floor, Kid had been rather dazed to begin with.
He felt around between the dark buildings and found his tool bag. At the same time, he warily and puzzledly