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

"It's so dangerous, the character is finally established."

It exploded in mid-air, and the blast of air almost hit a row of trees. A figure flew out from it. Atobe Kageze abandoned the culprit and jumped from the window sill first.

The reliable senior quickly stepped forward and supported his center of gravity with his left leg, and put his open palm against Nanami Tateto's back. His steady and powerful palm quickly resolved the inertia of the backward attack, and Atobe Kagezawa protected Nanami under him.

At the same time, the sword was unsheathed with a clanging sound, and at the critical moment, the blade was inserted into the ground with its tip pointed downwards. The blade covered with magical power easily blocked the body that was leaping forward like a magical cannonball.

Then with the slight trembling of the curse power, the impact of the astonishing weight of the curse spirit bent the shaking blade to a certain angle. The moment the boy's curse power was released, the dark curse spirit was completely ejected.

The playground was left with a deep mark by the flying curse spirit, which instantly submerged into the wall and let out a frightening roar.

Atobe Keizawa raised his wrist, and the handle of the knife he was holding was pulled out from the ground with his control. Barely giving the curse spirit time to breathe and adjust, the boy threw the horizontal knife in a throwing posture.

The flying knife broke through the air and accurately hit the cursed spirit's head amid the flying dust. The screams stopped abruptly, and the cursed spirit was forcibly exorcised.

Nanami Kento was sitting on the ground, his back pressed against Atobe Kagezawa's knees. His body was covered in dirty dust, and even his face was stained with some blood. Atobe Kagezawa looked him up and down, and his mental state Good, the wound is just a scratch.

He reached out and pulled Nanami up: "Are you okay? Are you not injured?"

"...No." Nanami Kento replied blankly: "No, no...but, senior, did you forget to put down the account?"

Alas.

Full of worry, he instantly turned into guilty conscience. Atobe Kagezawa silently raised his eyes as if he was whistling. No matter how nervous he was, he finally noticed the messy school playground.

The boy tilted his head and his body spontaneously squirmed in the direction of the thrown knife: "Oh~ where did my knife go~"

"But I also have a problem. I knew the curse spirit would appear, so I should have put down my account in advance."

Nanami Kento naturally chose the latter between questioning his seniors and reflecting on himself, which made the false and reliable senior himself even more distressed.

Atobe Keizawa: ...Help, my dead conscience is troubled.

But after all, it was just a small matter (?). After confirming the safety, Nanami Kento seemed to be relieved, and his tone became a little more relaxed. He looked at Atobe Kagezawa with a slightly complicated look: "Kagezawa-senpai was hesitant at first. , I was hesitant because I didn’t know the normal process of solving the cursed spirit. It’s not like I thought that I didn’t have a clue about how to solve the cursed spirit, right?”

"Uh." Each of the junior's questions seemed to be directed at the unknown weakness of the senior. This time, Atobe Keizawa didn't want to answer.

after all……

"You know, our two classmates in this batch have never gone through the normal process... sometimes our methods are not very universal..."

Even if Atobe Keizawa is the most normal one among the three of them, once the measurement standard is set to Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie, it is difficult to say that he is normal under ordinary circumstances.

"I should have known earlier." Nanami Kento covered his face, as if he should have expected this outcome, but the serious junior still thanked him cautiously.

"Thank you, isn't this what you should be doing?"

What a risk, the character finally stood up, and the reliable senior let out a sigh of relief.

The police were dispatched very quickly. As soon as the problem was solved, the police cars arrived in a hurry. Atobe Keizawa did not go over, but roughly told Nanami Kento and Miss Kinoshita the whole story.

As long as there is someone to do it for you, special-level society people are afraid that they don’t want to deal with strangers.

But there was an acquaintance among the policemen.

Atobe Keizawa found a corner and stood waiting for Nanami. Matsuda Jinpei walked towards him with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Officer Matsuda, we meet again." Atobe Keizawa greeted with a smile: "Have you defused the bomb and gone to the search department?"

"Fuck you, I just changed departments yesterday. This department is more convenient. It's just that I ran into you for the first time today." Matsuda Jinpei didn't say what was more convenient. Instead, he asked curiously: "Although that kid Everything has been explained, but how did you realize that he was the murderer?"

"When he first heard that the person he had just come into contact with had been hidden, the child's first reaction was to turn his head and look at the time." Atobe Keizawa did not hide anything.

For ordinary children who have not been hidden by the gods, when they hear this kind of news, they may be suspicious, disbelieving, or terrified, but they are unlikely to pay attention to the time of disappearance immediately.

In fact, there is a more direct explanation. The panic in the young man's eyes cannot be faked. Although fear is a normal emotion after such an incident, the panic in Kimura Toshito's eyes is mixed with excessive "guilt" ".

Conjurers are always sensitive to this negative emotion.

The original Toshito Kimura was a good boy, maybe it was just because of the boy's sincere and passionate love, but in the end, he couldn't look back.

"That's it." Matsuda Jinpei suddenly realized.

"Well, that kid actually acted very obviously." In fact, as long as you pay a little attention to this kind of thing, you can find the unreasonable place, but he was forced to fish in troubled waters and hide for half a month, and once the eyes were born, the number of missing people continued to increase. , as long as Toshito Kimura changes schools, the truth of the matter may really be submerged.

In fact, Atobe Keizawa didn't think he had a chance to transfer to another school. If it weren't for Nanami Kento, the boy who should have been hidden by the gods should be that boy. How could the person who created the cursed spirit escape? Survive the backlash of the cursed spirit?

"...It seems that our police still need to practice. I will contact you again about the follow-up of Takashima Sakurako." Matsuda Jinpei said dryly, but suddenly remembered that he did not participate in this case, so he got angry again. , he smiled mischievously and said: "Although Toshito Kimura made it obvious, your dear junior didn't notice it either."

"But we are not the police." Atobe Kagezawa was a little speechless. He looked in the direction of Nanami Kento. His reliable junior was taking notes seriously: "But Mr. Matsuda is right. The magicians are very sensitive to the cursed spirits." Their attitudes are very tough, but they are too unwary towards humans.”

"About this, I will suggest it to Teacher Noctua after I return."

Takeruto Nanami is an example. In his subconscious, he always thinks that in any vicious incident involving a cursed spirit, the innocent part of the human race will always be a naturally weak ally.

But people's hearts are unpredictable, and it is a very dangerous thing to arbitrarily classify humans who do not know the details as companions.

Matsuda Jinpei stopped talking now. He extinguished the remaining cigarette butts and just patted Atobe Keizawa on the shoulder. He was a policeman, but in Tokyo, where the crime rate remains high, it is enough to see the police You can't control people's hearts either.

Nanami's side seemed to be almost busy. The police were planning to close the team. Matsuda Jinpei said hello and prepared to gather.

"Mr. Matsuda." Atobe Keizawa called to the policeman in a low voice. He rarely did this kind of thing, and there was an unnatural pause in his voice.

"Can you please do me a favor? Just think of it as a favor that I owe you."

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