Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"Nana Ming——"

People who hate you, people you hate, if there were two buttons in the world, which one would you choose to press?

Junpei Yoshino has never hesitated on this point.

And now he happens to have the ability to make this choice.

The super-class cursed spirit was born out of the mutual fear between humans. Junpei Yoshino recently met a cursed spirit who has some of the same views as himself and is quite considerate.

Even though he had a vague feeling that the cursed spirit might be a very dangerous existence, the boy who rarely felt kindness from outsiders always believed that Mr. Zhenren was special.

After all, Mr. Zhenren understands his heart so well and can resonate with him so much.

Therefore, even if he just met a new friend named Huzhang who had the same hobbies, he could not shake Mr. Zhenren's status in his mind.

This belief was completely shattered when her mother was attacked by a curse spirit.

"Mom, mom, blood... so much blood..." Yoshino Junpei got up in the middle of the night and hugged the woman lying on the ground in panic. Warm liquid seeped out of her body, staining his hands and clothes. They were all stained with blood, the boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and the face under his bangs instantly lost all color.

Nanami Kento stood in the middle of the living room, the knife in his hand still stained with the blood of the cursed spirit, shining coldly in the moonlight.

The table was cut in two in the middle, the broken vase was overturned, the sofa was stained with blood, and there was an unknown stench. This was originally a curse spirit that was not particularly powerful, but because of the two-faced Su Nuo's fingers, , will suddenly become stronger.

Who put the special magic item in Yoshino Junpei's house?

Nanami Kento's brows furrowed sharply. He put away his spell tools and scanned the whole room back and forth to find some new traces. Even if this child has the talent of a spell caster, there is no need to make the spell spirit so big. It takes a lot of trouble.

Without this meaning, Yoshino Junpei is just an ordinary child who has not yet entered the world of magic.

"Nana Ming! Nana Ming! What should I do? Mrs. Yoshino..."

The battle ended quickly, almost as soon as the magic power surged, it was solved by Nanami Kento who jumped in from the window, but even so, Mrs. Yoshino was still injured.

"It doesn't matter, the doctor will be here soon and can save her." Kneeling down, Nanami Taketo observed the woman's current situation.

[Nanami, remember to stay quietly behind Hisahito, maybe there will be a surprise. 】

[If Yoshino Junpei also wants to be a magician, just bring him back. 】

What Atobe Keizawa said to himself before leaving the cafe seemed as if he had anticipated this situation.

What is that person, no, rather those people in the high school planning?

Nanami Kento was leaning against the window outside the house with his eyes changing between bright and dark. He looked at the doctor who followed in with the faint moonlight and methodically treated Mrs. Yoshino's wounds, while Hisato Kizune was accompanying Junpei Yoshino to calm down his emotions.

Nanami Kento touched the special charm in his pocket, and finally decided to hand it over. He gave up thinking. If this scene was also part of Gojo-senpai's plan, then he would not get it even if he tried hard. to the brain circuits of those people.

"Thank you... thank you." The young man who calmed down a little stood in front of the conjurer. He mustered up the courage to bend down deeply.

He finally knew now that without the person in front of him, his mother would probably be dead by now because of his own efforts to lure the wolf into the house.

The curse spirit is dangerous and a collection of negativity. After the bloody lesson, the young man finally remembered it forever.

"This is just part of my job." Nanami Kento said that the boy who was bewitched by the cursed spirit, the boy who believed deeply in the cursed spirit, might not be able to look back for the rest of his life if his blood relatives were not on the verge of death.

Could this be Atobe Keizawa’s intention?

...But would that person really plan this in a roundabout way for an unknown boy?

"But in any case, without you, mother would definitely be..." Yoshino Junpei bent down deeply and said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Nanami."

Nanami Kento hid his doubts and declined the boy's thanks. His appearance here at this time was just an artificial coincidence.

"Um...Mr. Nanami, regarding the real person first, no, about the real person, I may be able to help." Yoshino Junpei's bangs are very long, and the bangs on one side cover half of his face, but Nanami Kento You can still notice the unconcealed anger in his exposed eye.

Nanami Kento could understand the young man's plan at a glance.

But in the eyes of the conjurer, Yoshino Junpei is a child.

Adults will never allow children to use their own lives as bait to lure out special spell spirits.

"Nana Ming——"

"Nana Ming——"

The pink-haired boy rushed out of the room. His slightly raised tone allowed Nanami Kento to quickly capture the good news from the doctor. Nanami Kento ignored his strange address and turned sideways to face the boy.

Well……

Then he was swept up in the arms of a child he had just known for a few days.

"Japanese knotweed classmate..."

The boy's body is full of the heat of youth, especially when his mentality is ups and downs, the frizzy feeling belonging to a child comes to the fore.

A bit like Haiyuan's temperament, a child bathed in the sun.

"Nana Ming, Nana Ming——" The boy couldn't bear to call his name over and over again. Nanami Kento sighed. He felt deeply that he had been put into a big trouble by his seniors, but at the same time he couldn't help but soften. A stiff face.

"It's great that Nana Ming is here, otherwise I don't know what will happen tonight!" The boy's eyes were bright, like a glowing cat's eye stone in the moonlit night: "Shunpei's mother is fine, doctor. He said that as long as he takes a good rest, he will get better!"

"Nana Ming wow qwwq!!!!!"

"That's good, we will be fully responsible for the subsequent treatment." Is it that exaggerated? Nanami Kento struggled for a while but couldn't push the child out, so he had to adjust his glasses and said: "There's also Knotweed-san, can you let me go now?"

If you want to announce the good news, you should go and tell the boy next to you, big golden retriever, you, Nanami Kento just feels tired.

"That's right! As soon as I was happy, I thought of thanking Nana Ming!" Hisuhito let go of his hand and scratched his hair in embarrassment, but what he said had nothing to do with 'sorry'.

"It must be because Nana Minta is so reassuring!"

Straight ball players are so scary.

In the shadow of the distant roof, Atobe Keizawa, who was squatting side by side with Gojo Satoru on the roof and watched the whole night with the barrier on to eliminate traces, sighed with a "hiss--".

"Nanami really attracts this kind of people." Gojo Satoru sipped his high-sugar milk tea thoughtfully.

"Obviously, Nanami is also very tough on this kind of people, and she can't refuse at all~" Atobe Keizawa commented: "Satoru can also learn from it, maybe next time Nanami will come to Gojo-senpai for help. ~”

After thinking about the "Gojo realization of invincible straight ball" following the thoughts of his classmates, Maomao shook his head decisively and forgot about this idea.

Oh, Ada.

Cats are already so perfect, why would anyone want to take advantage of them? ?

Aze, bad guy!

Atobe Kagezawa, who just said casually that there were at least a billion points of teasing, did not get the scope of Maomao's mind. He stood up slowly and leisurely.

"Let's go. The special-grade cursed object Qihai has been recovered. He is going to report on the mission." Under the dim moonlight, he lowered his head and stretched out his hand to his close friend beside him: "We should also make preparations for the next step."