[The guard stares at Wataru some more, baffled, and when Wataru stands up, he grips his gun more seriously, like he's prepared to use it. It's a long rifle, something so serious and over-powered for one high school boy— but thankfully, it's not used.
Magic is performed, and the guard's eyes go wide for a moment before he's shaking his head, freeing one hand from the gun to swipe at the air.]
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Magic is performed, and the guard's eyes go wide for a moment before he's shaking his head, freeing one hand from the gun to swipe at the air.]
"Wha— I won't take it! How did you do that?!"
[There weren't any plants in here at all?!]