Tangze Asuka sheepishly scratched her head, causing Fisher to glance at her for a moment before quickly looking away,
"I forgot to ask, how did you manage to complete that magic alone that night?"
"Um, actually, I don't really know..."
Tangze Asuka tried hard to recall the state she was in holding the carving knife that night, then hesitated for a moment before adding,
"It just felt like... like I was doing calligraphy. In my mind, I kept thinking about Mr. Fischer's inscriptions on the leaves, and as I wrote, I eventually finished."
"Calligraphy, what is that?"
"Ah, it's writing with a brush or something like that. My father is very good at copying Buddhist scriptures. Oh, Mr. Fischer asked before about clues about the Chinese, and calligraphy seems to have been transmitted from China to Japan..."
"I see... So does that mean you're very skilled at calligraphy?"
Tangze Asuka shook her head decisively, laughing awkwardly,
