My Girlfriends Are Hardcore Yanderes - Chapter 105

Chapter 105: Light in the Dark 3
“What’s wrong with it?” he asked, trying to keep his tone light.

Index glanced at him, her expression unreadable for a moment. Then, she shrugged. “It’s not that it’s completely wrong. It’s just… basic. Really basic.”

Asher frowned. “What do you mean?”

She crossed her arms. “Controlling fire, or any element, is easy once you get the hang of it. But that’s just scratching the surface. Magic is more than that. You’re barely tapping its potential, and honestly, your control is the only thing that’s passable in what you just showed me.”

“So, what am I missing?” he asked.

Index looked at him carefully, then placed a hand on the table, her fingers lightly tapping against it.

Index eyed him carefully, her fingers tapping lightly on the table. “Let me show you.”

She guided him toward the entrance, the floor creaking slightly as they walked.

Reaching the door, she pushed it open, and they both looked out into the endless expanse of the Void.

Index took a deep breath. She closed her eyes for a brief moment, and then her hands began to move in precise motions.

Her lips parted, and words flowed from her in a language he couldn’t comprehend.

Every time he heard it, he felt a strange, unsettling weight in the air—like the words themselves were alive, pushing against him. The more she spoke, the more he felt a tightness in his chest, as if the very fabric reality was reacting to her.

He instinctively stepped back, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up.

Then, at the very last of her chant, a small flame appeared in her finger. It flickered to life, no bigger than the flame of a candle, casting a faint orange glow.

Asher blinked, his confusion deepening. The flame seemed almost… too ordinary compared to what he had just conjured.

“Is that it?” he asked, his tone skeptical.

She didn’t answer. Instead, her expression remained serious, and her lips moved again. This time, the language she spoke was different—one that seemed to command the very air around them.

“Ignis Evoco!” she uttered.

The small orange flame shot forward, streaking into the blackness of the Void.

For a split second, the flame disappeared, swallowed by the unending darkness.

Then, it happened. A rumbling sound echoed through the Void—deep, as if the entire area was trembling in response.

BOOOOOM!

A blinding light burst from where the flame had disappeared, followed by a loud thundering sound that made the house vibrate.

‘That was too powerful’ he muttered to himself.

Judging from the shockwave he had felt, that attack could have easily destroyed an entire town on its own, maybe even something larger.

‘If a fire that small can cause that much, then what will happen if she actually uses more power?’

The thought sent a cold shiver through him. In that one moment, he realized the cute girl standing before him was far more dangerous than he’d ever imagined. The innocence in her eyes hid a power that made Kitsune and Lucy seem… tame by comparison.

No wonder she had managed to survive this long in this godforsaken place.

Index turned to him with a faint, proud smile. “See, this is what I call magic. What you did before? That’s more like a small trick.”

‘A small trick?’ he felt a bit annoyed.

Her calling it a trick felt like an insult to Lucy’s teachings, and that stung more than anything else.

However, he quickly pushed the irritation aside, knowing full well that she wasn’t trying to belittle her personally.

She was speaking from her own understanding of magic, and after what he had just witnessed, she had every right to act proud,

“Yeah, I get it now.” He responded.

“Good. You’ll need to understand the concept of magic first. Come with me,” she said, gesturing for him to follow.

He nodded and walked behind her as she led him through the house.

They passed several hallways and doors until they reached one that stood out—a heavy wooden door with intricate carvings. She opened it, and the room beyond was revealed.

Inside was a massive library. Shelves stretched from floor to ceiling, filled with books of all sizes and colors. The air smelled faintly of old paper and ink, a scent that he found oddly comforting.

“This place was already here when I came to be,” Index explained, her voice quieter now. “It contains a lot of books about magic, spells, conjuration, enhancement, potion making, and more.”

Asher’s eyes widened as she listed the topics. He had no idea magic could encompass such a broad range.

Then, a bad feeling crept over him. “Wait, don’t tell me you want me to read all of this?”

She raised her eyebrow, “Isn’t that normal? How do you plan to learn magic if you don’t study?”

Asher rubbed the back of his neck. “By practicing, repeatedly?”

Index looked confused, her brow furrowing.

“Practicing the basics over and over won’t get you far. It’s like playing a board game without knowing the rules. You can move the pieces, but without understanding the game, you’ll lose every time.”

Asher frowned, trying to follow her logic. He had always thought that practice was the key. Wasn’t that how he’d learned most things?

“You really think just reading books will make a difference?” he asked, voicing his doubts.

Index didn’t seem bothered by the question. “If you really want to learn magic, you need knowledge, experience, and a solid understanding of concepts. Only then can you start practicing properly. Without that, you’re just making random moves and hoping something works.”

Asher frowned slightly, feeling a little out of his depth.

He had always thought that Lucy’s way of teaching was easier to understand—it was straightforward, practical, and hands-on. But now, there was Index, telling him that his previous method was wrong.

She noticed his hesitation, and with a knowing glance, decided to show him another type of magic.

Index began to chant softly, the syllables flowing from her lips.

As she spoke, her body began to shift, the magic swirling around her. In an instant, she transformed into thousands of neon-like butterflies.

They fluttered through the air, their glowing wings illuminating the library, filling the space around him.

Then, without warning, the butterflies took flight, soaring off in all directions. They swirled in a perfect, fluid dance, a stunning display of magic in motion.

The butterflies filled the entire room, and just as quickly as they had scattered, they began to converge.

In a blink, she reappeared, materializing a few meters in front of him, her body fully restored.

She looked at him, her gaze full of challenge. “Do you think you can pull this off if you just kept on practicing?”

“I…” he was speechless, unable to comprehend how that was even possible.

“See, this is why I told you that you need knowledge,” Index said, her tone firm and scolding. “Don’t underestimate magic. It’s not something you can just play with or figure out on your own”

“Alright. I’ll study,” he said, finally giving in.

He couldn’t find any flaws in her reasoning. In fact, he agreed with her completely—he was just being stubborn, unwilling to accept that Lucy’s teaching was fundamentally flawed.