Miyuki thought.
However far Tatsuya was from Miyuki, he was able to know her
situation. She had heard that his ‘vision’ could analyse existential
information, and things such as her whereabouts and condition were
always known to him in the form of data.
In a sense that meant she had absolutely no privacy whatsoever, but
that didn’t bother Miyuki in the least.
She didn’t have a single secret she had to keep against her brother. If
there ever was something she could not say hidden in her heart, she
would want him to know of it through his power. She thought so even
as she knew his ‘vision’ didn’t extend to the mental realm.
On the other hand, Miyuki had no way to ‘see’ her partner from a
distance.
Instead, for Miyuki who was born with Mental Interference magic, she
could ‘sense’ the ‘location’ of the ‘mind’. By releasing the Limiter on
Tatsuya and thereby freeing her own abilities, Miyuki could ‘touch’
the minds of others. She might even be able to touch the spirits
drifting in the world.
However, she couldn’t feel the ‘being’ of one far away. She couldn’t
transmit like her brother in the dimension of information, where
physical distance had no meaning.
That was the difference between sight and touch. Even if she could
touch something which ‘is there’, she couldn’t use it to find something
she couldn’t locate.
Feeling her brother in her chest, which only heightened her sense of
frustration, Miyuki thought hard.
Driven by an unexplained ominous sense of foreboding, she wished
she could rush to his side.
She didn’t know how long she had continued to feel so, as she stared
at the screen.
Awakening her was the chime ringing, announcing an unexpected
visitor.
With a start, she glanced at the clock.
Alright, let them leave, Miyuki thought. There was no fault in not
even pretending to not be at home, since it was far too late an hour to
be visiting others anyway.
She had a look at the intercom monitor. Recognising the visitor,
Miyuki immediately modified her plans. While considering what to
change into, she also calculated how long it would take.
“Please wait a moment, Sensei.”
Standing there was Yakumo.