Chapter 85: To Everyday Life (Part 1)

Alpheas steadied his trembling heart and reached out his hand. When he saw Shirone open his eyes, even he—a certified 4th-class magician—couldn’t hide his surprise.

Shirone had been under a slow magic spell. He had likely spent the entire night just trying to lift his eyelids. The only way to tell if he was truly alive was to break the spell.

Placing a hand on Shirone’s chest, Alpheas began to reverse time. But even then, Shirone didn’t move. No one could have predicted what would happen next.

I can only leave it to fate now, Alpheas thought.

Suddenly, Shirone gasped and sat up abruptly. The tense expressions of those watching turned to relief. But Shirone looked terrified—like someone who had just returned from the depths of hell.

“What…? What happened?” he muttered, confused and disoriented.

The sudden rush of air overwhelmed him. The world he had seen while under the slow magic was like an abstract painting—shifting and full of colors. But now, as reality returned, he could finally see the faces around him. Behind Alpheas, Amy and the others were crying.

From Shirone’s point of view, barely any time had passed. He’d entered the Immortal Function, met a mysterious woman, and escaped through a black hole. But in the real world, ten whole days had gone by.

Shirone gave a sheepish smile and raised his hand in greeting.

“Heh… hi?”

“That’s all you’ve got? You jerk!”