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"Alright, I agree with your suggestion, but with one condition." Daniel raised his index finger. "I'm the leader."
"No. Be clear." Morin shook his head. "I'm asking for a partnership, not a superior-subordinate relationship. Understand? A partnership means exchanging ideas and compromising, not giving orders."
"Then what's the point of me partnering with you?" Daniel said.
"We cover each other's weaknesses," Morin replied. "Of course, I don't have to partner with you. That's your choice."
Morin was telling the truth.
Even without Daniel, he could have made a fortune in this world.
Leaving aside the skills granted by the [Stage Magician] profession, just the fact that he had an instant-access storage space and a [Super-Dimensional Wrench] that could appear or disappear at will was already enough to perform most "impossible" magic tricks.
And he wouldn't need to worry about exposure, unless someone could detect the use of his storage space and also produce solid evidence.
Honestly, Morin felt that such a person probably didn't exist in this world.
Probably... right?
He didn't dare make any more bold claims.
"Alright, if that's the case..." Daniel took a deep breath, suppressing the displeasure in his chest.
"I... agree."
"A pleasure working with you." Morin raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.
He'd expected Daniel to refuse.
But in the next second, Morin understood Daniel's thinking and why he'd chosen this.
Because Daniel rubbed his hands together like a green-headed fly and spoke up.
"Since we're partners now, why don't you perform that trick again? The one where the wrench appears. I'll give you some free pointers."
Morin: "..."
So that's what he was after.
A moment later, Morin, thoroughly satisfied, pulled up his pants, straightened his clothes, and left the backstage area.
Daniel was left behind, hair a mess, eyes unfocused, muttering to himself.
"How is this possible... how is this possible..."
Morin didn't care whether Daniel could accept what he'd just seen.
He hailed a cab and went straight to the nearest phone store.
When you arrived in a new world, the first thing you did was buy a new phone and a SIM card.
After that, Morin naturally went to the hotel room the three women had given him and engaged in a fun, lighthearted battle.
-After a night-long battle of three million words-
Morin woke up with sharp eyes and a tense body.
Only when he heard a few soft whimpers did he come back to his senses, his gaze softening.
Feeling the warm, pliant bodies against him, Morin let out a breath and relaxed, enjoying the long-awaited calm and harmony.
"As expected, women are the best at warming a man's heart..." he sighed, sitting up.
He gently disentangled himself, went to shower, changed clothes, left a note, and departed without hesitation.
In the end, they were just passersby who had each gotten what they wanted.
As for someone he'd be willing to stay for... at least for now, Morin hadn't found them. He didn't even have a specific image in mind.
The only thing that never changed was his goal of going home.
That alone was enough to keep him moving forward.
Only by becoming strong enough could he find his way back.
Soon, Morin arrived at the address Daniel had given him.
An apartment.
Daniel was there, but he was clearly not in good shape.
"I say..." Morin knocked, then noticed the door wasn't even locked.
He pushed it open and was hit by a sharp stench of alcohol. After turning off his sense of smell, he frowned.
"Aren't you afraid of getting robbed? And what, are you an alcoholic now?"
"I'm not. Just a whim." Daniel looked up with a strange smile. "Are... you alright?"
"...Why wouldn't I be?" Morin was confused.
"I mean," Daniel stood up, "that feeling. Like your whole body's been hollowed out."
"Do you think I'm you?" Morin shot back. "Just three of them? I'd be fine with three more."
"No, that's not what I mean. Well, that too, but it's not the main point." Daniel's expression was odd.
"I'm talking about that special ability."
"Special ability?" Morin narrowed his eyes.
"For example..." Daniel glanced around, spotted a deck of cards, picked it up, checked it, and handed it over.
"Choose a card."
"Four of diamonds." Morin played along. He was curious where this was going.
What did Daniel mean by a special ability?
Had he noticed something? Figured something out on his own?
Combined with that comment about feeling hollowed out, Morin suddenly had a guess.
But guesses needed proof.
If it was correct... then this world would really be interesting.
And it would also mean that his earlier bold assumption might actually come true.
"Four of diamonds... okay." Daniel sounded rushed.
"This is a full deck. There's only one four of diamonds, right?"
"Yes." Morin nodded.
"And then," Daniel carefully put the deck together, every movement slow and deliberate.
"I didn't make any small moves. I just stacked them. Next, I'll make it appear in your pocket."
"Go ahead." Morin raised an eyebrow.
"Snap!"
Daniel snapped his fingers.
Morin checked his pocket and shrugged.
Empty.
"Sorry. I haven't mastered it yet." Daniel closed his eyes, muttering as he tried to grasp that feeling, that ability he'd stumbled upon last night.
"Ah..." He groaned and collapsed to the floor.
At that moment, his body truly felt hollowed out.
"..."
Morin's eyes narrowed.
He'd sensed the sudden change. He could've interrupted it.
He hadn't.
He slipped a hand into his other pocket, pinched the card inside, and pulled it out.
A playing card.
The four of diamonds.
Morin then checked the scattered cards on the floor beside Daniel.
The four of diamonds was missing.
It was the same card now in his hand.
With both his vision and magical senses, Morin confirmed his suspicion.
Daniel had just used a spell.
With Daniel's physical condition, it was impossible for him to slip a card into Morin's pocket without being noticed.
And Morin's [Magic] attribute enhanced all aspects of magical perception.
He'd clearly felt the fluctuation just now-a specific structure that had teleported the card across space, straight from the deck into his pocket.
Combine that with Daniel's drained state, his "hollowed out" description, and Morin's own experience of mana depletion.
The conclusion was obvious.
J. Daniel Atlas, this honest-looking stage magician, was also a magician in truth.
"What? Magic?!" Daniel's gasp drew attention from nearly everyone in the restaurant.
"Don't get so worked up," Morin said helplessly. Noticing the stares, he stood and smiled.
"We're just discussing how to make magic tricks look more realistic. Sorry about that."
"I know you! You're that amazing Morin from yesterday!" someone shouted excitedly.
"Thanks for remembering me." Morin nodded politely before sitting back down.
"You did it yourself. What's there not to believe?"
"I just... can't process it yet." Daniel's eyes were wide, his thoughts blank.
"This is too unreal. Magic?"
"Yes. Magic." Morin lowered his voice.
"But we're still stage magicians. Stage magicians. Understand?"
"As a stage magician, using magic to perform tricks is completely normal. Don't make a fuss."
"...That's normal?" Daniel's eye twitched. He felt like Morin was treating him like an idiot.
"Of course." Morin nodded solemnly. He'd perfected this skill long ago.
"Look at me. I'm a stage magician too. I know a few spells. Perfectly normal."
"Then why haven't I seen anyone else like this?" Daniel pressed.
"Different levels," Morin said calmly.
"Someone like you is at my level. You awakened on your own, discovered magic, and integrated it into your performances."
"Then... there are higher levels?" Daniel asked.
"Of course." Morin sounded confident.
"Meet the conditions, and you'll come into contact with them."
"What conditions?"
"First, awaken on your own and use magic skillfully in your shows.
Second, gain enough fame for them to notice you.
Third, once both are met, they'll approach you. They'll give you a task. Complete it, and you'll meet them."
"Those people? That organization?" Daniel leaned in, curiosity fully hooked.
"Who are they?"
"I'm not completely sure. I only read about them in a book." Morin smiled faintly.
"I just know their name."
"The Eye."