Shiba Tatsuya:A Second Chance

As I was frozen, my brother standing in front of me kept looking towards it. He raised his right hand out to sea, at those looming black shadows. Without a CAD, you do know there's no meaning in making the motions right? Even if only in the least, you're still a magician right!? I was cursing inside. Not only irritation at my brother imitating the gestures without knowing their true purpose, but irritation at his powerlessness as well. With those thoughts in my mind, I looked up at Sakurai-san. As Okaa-sama's Guardian, surely she would do something in place of my brother's uselessness, and berate him for his escapism—but.

I was off. Faster than Sakurai-san could activate anything, my brother, like a flash of thunder in the clouds, unleashed magic. It was over so fast, I didn't even realize it was a sign magic had been invoked for a moment. Both the torpedoes sank towards the bottom of the sea. As they sank, the shadows expanded. The torpedoes had disintegrated? Just what had this person done...? Without a magical aid or anything...?

As doubt and denial warred in my mind, the magician inside me told me this phenomena was without a doubt caused by my brother, who had used an unbelievably advanced magic to interfere with the information structure of the torpedoes and achieve an extreme state of decomposition. This person, who, apart from the ability to neutralize another's magic, should not have any magical ability himself, had...? Could it be that I, don't actually know the least bit about this brother of mine? I, didn't actually understand anything about him at all? As Sakurai-san continued to work magic under the water, I simply stared at my brother's back, reverted to the child he seemingly appeared to be on the outside.

{Tatsuya pov}

I was looking out the window to increase my sensing ability further for detection and I found people approaching. They ware from the military background so I looked at the door 'knock knock' noise proceeded. Miyuki said

'come in'

while still seated on the sofa, and a voice replied

'excuse me'

as the door opened. Wearing an apron over a kimono, a 'maid' appeared. ...according to the image of the house, perhaps 'meido' would have been more appropriate, but it was difficult to get past that anachronistic impression. That 'maid' bowed deeply, before standing aside. Behind her, stood a man wearing a suit. That man was someone Tatsuya knew very well. Miyuki covered her mouth with a hand. It seemed to have dropped open of it's own accord. While not to the same extent as Tatsuya, Miyuki also tentatively knew this man. As the man entered the room the maid bowed again, before leaving and closing the door without any explanation. It seems that she had only been a guide.

"It's been while, Tatsuya. Well, actually I guess it's only been a week."

(Unfortunately I have work so sometimes I don't find time to write much so the next chapter is going to be larger also please give a review about this fanfic and donate few stones if possible)