"Ai, have you found anything on the other side?"
Guangyou turned around, ignoring what was happening on his end, and quickly glanced at the table on the other side of the room.
On the table were some daily necessities and witch's tools, such as the pots and pans that witches often use for alchemy, which are often seen in movies and TV shows.
"No."
Ai shook her head, subconsciously took Kyou's hand, held it gently, and continued, "Let's go, to the next room."
The two walked out of the room, and Kōyū habitually closed the door, preparing to go with Ai to take a look at another room deep in the passage.
It wasn't far at all; the two walked a few steps before arriving at another wooden door that looked perfectly normal.
Of course, the wooden door with a few mottled bloodstains is not quite normal either, but compared to the previous one, it is already quite normal.
Pushing open the door, he was greeted by a familiar scene: dust billowed in the air. Having learned from his previous experience, Guangyou took a step back as he opened the door.
After the air circulated a bit and the dust settled, the two went into the room.
This room seemed to be dedicated to storing so-called alchemical materials. Glass jars were arranged in a very orderly manner on the table, and the materials inside the jars were submerged in an unknown liquid.
Ai was prepared for this scene and didn't react in any particular way. However, Kousuke rarely saw such a scene. As he walked around the room, he looked at the jars and exclaimed in amazement, "I wonder what the difference is between the witch's room in that era and this one."
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