Incorrect usage guidelines for the magic perimeter

Kyushu, Yawara, Fujiwara's family.

After reading the girl's diary left by the biological mother of this body, Shibukawa Yao's mood gradually calmed down.

Qingming stroked her chin and walked back and forth thinking, while staring at her with weird eyes, as if she was looking at some rare wild animal.

The girl faintly heard the other party talking to herself, saying strange lines like "yin and yang separation technique? No, no...", which made her even more worried, like a terminally ill patient waiting for the final conclusion of the attending physician.

"Did you see anything wrong with [Spiritual Vision]?" Shibukawa Yao asked with a frown, "Is the former master's consciousness and mine still coexisting in this body?"

Contrary to her expectations, the Great Onmyoji insisted, "No, no, there is only one consciousness, one soul in this body—that is you, Your Majesty the Supreme One."

Shibukawa Yo: ... Tsk.

Don't call me so suddenly, please, and add a terrible suffix to it this time!

But she also knows very well that once Qingming does not use the usual "boss" but uses "sovereign" to address him, it shows that the other party is extremely serious.

"That's it. But why..."

"You don't have to worry too much." Qingming stood with his hands behind his back, the breeze blowing in from the window fluttered the corners of his wide hunting clothes, "This situation is normal, and it will return to normal after a few more times, and there will be no sequelae at that time Leave."

Shibukawa Yao was silent for a while, recalling the first few times when his body lost control, and then recalling the inexplicable sadness this time: "Can you guarantee it?"

"Of course." Qingming nodded slightly and bowed, the shadow brought by the black hat covered up all the subtle changes in his expression, "I'm good at dealing with... the soul, please trust my judgment."

"Okay, okay." Shibukawa Yao replied with a little uneasiness as he turned the chair.

In fact, as the "Supreme Supreme" who summoned the other party, she can always feel that there is an invisible "contract" between herself and Seimei-as long as she thinks, she can expel the other party from this world, and The summoned character must also maintain 200% absolute loyalty to her.So Shibukawa Yao is not very worried about being fooled by the beautiful fox figure, she just... always has a feeling of melancholy that wants to sigh.

"Ah." Qingming said suddenly, raised her head, and looked at her brightly, "Does the boss need my body size?"

"What?" The girl didn't react, almost thinking that she was molested by her subordinates.

So the figurine turned its gaze to another item on the table with anticipation, Shibukawa Yao looked at it...it was his universal sewing machine.

Ah, yes, be a tailor be a tailor.

I have to say that this super power is really easy to use. At the beginning, Shibukawa Yao took a few old clothes and scraps of cloth to find the feel, but when she unconsciously gave Seimei a After a complete set of [-] costumes that fit the size, the person suddenly woke up: What the hell am I doing!

"I won't wear it." With a fake but polite smile on her face, Qingming firmly refused women's clothing, "Absolutely not."

More than an hour later, when Aunt Tazi came back from shopping, the girl pretended to be nonchalant and slipped downstairs, asking her about the diary.

"Hey, Xiao Yao, you said that diary."

Those boxes of things were actually sundries that were moved out of Yao Shibukawa’s old house in Tokyo. After the death of the former owner’s parents, the former owner happened to be adopted by the Fujiwara couple again. Naturally, these boxes of items returned to the Fujiwara home. .

"I thought I would mention it to you after you get familiar with the environment here, but I didn't expect Xiao Yao to find it first." My aunt said with a good-tempered smile, "Now it happens to be returned to the original owner, so take it back .If you can’t carry it this time, you can keep it at my aunt’s house for safekeeping.”

"..." Shibukawa Yao hesitated for several seconds.She remembered the abnormal situation in which she lost control of her body when she was reading the diary earlier, but she couldn't restrain the desire to explore the secrets of her past, so she bit her lip in confusion and agreed.

"By the way, aunt, I read that Izumi...my mother's diary." Shibukawa Yoshi almost called his biological mother by her name, but he held back anyway, "I think this is just the diary she wrote before she went to college. content?"

After that?What about her story with her former owner and her father?What about the daily story of the two having their former master after they got married? ?

Shibukawa Yao has a strange intuition that maybe the answer he has been looking for lies in the long and unknown past years.

For the first time, Aunt Tazi showed a hesitant and somewhat at a loss look on her face. She took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Yao, I know this matter may be a bit of a blow to you, but you are no longer a child. My aunt also thinks that you can bear these things... Your old house in Tokyo caught fire and burned down. Because of this, you who were homeless back then were willing to live with us in Yahara for a while."

Shibukawa Yo: ...

It's not a big blow to me, but it's a big blow to the hapless child of the former owner.

"This means," Shibukawa Yao showed a slightly dazed but hard-working expression, "Have all the other things left by my parents been burned?"

"Ah."

"Is it arson or is it?"

"There was an accidental fire. The source of the fire came from a resident above your house. Afterwards, the firefighters concluded that a gas leak caused the explosion and the fire. At that time, the family happened to be out for supper. It is said that the people in the whole building at that time They are all busy with escaping and disaster relief, not only your house was burned..." Tazi paused at this point, and looked at her cautiously, "So Guangjia and Xiangshu's other relics are also gone."

Shibukawa Yao pondered for a moment, "I see, thank you for telling me these things."

When she returned to the room, Qingming crawled out of her pocket again, sat on her lap and stared at her: "Boss."

"Ah? Qingming, do you want to express your unique opinion on my aunt's remarks?"

"No, I'm hungry in my stomach."

"..."

You foodie fox, you have another way to cheat snacks from me.

While throwing a few packs of scallion-flavored biscuits to Seimei to satisfy his hunger, Shibukawa Yao was thinking about this matter while playing with the game coins in his hand.

Izumi Guangjia—forget it, for the sake of convenience, she also keeps the same address as the previous owner and calls her mother for the time being——my mother recorded this girl’s heart-filled old diary before leaving Yayuan’s hometown. After that, She completed a series of important life events such as school, love, marriage, and childbirth in Tokyo.Due to the loss of follow-up diary records, these things are completely unknown to girls today.

Shibukawa Yao will never forget what the two people sent by the Psychological Freedom Association are here for.One is to defraud the family heirloom for money, and the other is to destroy her life and reputation.

What kind of vendetta would allow an illegal organization to lay such a sinister situation on a poor ordinary girl who lost her parents and struggled alone in the Tokyo metropolis.

Also, regarding this biological father, what is the identity of the man named Shibukawa Xiangshu?Why did he come to Yayuan in the first place?What did you do for your family?Is the heirloom "Linji" ancient tea bowl held by him during his lifetime?So why haven't other members of his paternal family appeared so far?Are they dead or alive now?Is the Psychological Freedom Society a powerful enemy provoked by them?

There are too many questions, and the clues are disorganized. This feeling of looking at the flowers in the fog makes Shibukawa Yao ponder endlessly.

... It would have been nice if the follow-up diary of that nympho mom hadn't been destroyed by the fire.

Shibukawa Yo leaned her head back on the back of the chair, silently staring at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, her dark eyes were full of confusion.

I thought I could come to the countryside for a vacation, but I didn't expect my head to hurt even more.

For the next three days, she devoted herself to making her own assassin's shirt at home. The fabric was bought on the website anonymously for a vest, and it was delivered on the same day.This time, she will create the surrounding clothing by herself and try to activate it.

Although during this period, my uncle also suggested that I should go out and walk around to get some fresh air.But the weather is not good, it has been raining for the past few days, especially when Shibukawa Yoshi told everyone that he is designing a fashionable pet fashion for Mr. Kitty and is getting better, the relatives no longer insist on anything.

"What! That stinky girl is clearly using me as an excuse!"

The cat teacher was very angry when he first heard Natsume tell the story, because he knew very well that Shibukawa Yao was making something else when he locked himself in the room mysteriously, and it took three full days to make a pet costume ?

Then before Natsume Takashi could say a few words of comfort, a few wobbly little paper figurine shikigami (Seimei's only one currently available) came in together carrying a plate of Nanatsujiya wagashi "hey hey hey" .

Natsume was almost frightened, fearing that Aunt Tazi and the others would see this horrific scene, so she hurriedly opened the door to help the paper people take down the things.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Seeing Mr. Cat happily throwing himself into the pile of steamed buns and gnawing wildly, Takashi Natsume could only laugh helplessly.At this time, there was a paper figurine headed by him who suddenly lay flat in front of him strangely, revealing the delicate and powerful characters written on the back.

[I wish you a happy supper by cousin]

This is too convenient... Even though his personality is as indifferent as Natsume Takashi, at this moment he can't help but marvel at the ingenious use of the other party's superpowers in daily life.

"I see." He smiled and said to the little paper figurines, "I know that Cousin A Yao is very busy now, so I don't want to bother her. Please convey my thanks to Teacher Mao and me, just say... 'The supper is delicious, thank you cousin'."

The little paper figurines without facial features stared blankly at him for a few seconds, nodded their heads, and dissipated into the air together as white smoke.

One minute later, Shibukawa Yao's room.

The onmyoji in silver-blue hunting clothes stared at the message written by the little paper figurine in front of him suspiciously, and read it directly.

"It smells so good? Ah... Guizhi-kun unexpectedly..."

Before Seimei could comment on this, she heard Shibukawa Yao calling her name, and her tone was full of the pure joy of the little girl finally finding that lucky four-leaf clover in the grass.

"Qingming! I've finished the robe!"

Hearing this, Seimei raised his head and looked, and saw a set of black assassin's robes with a little gold trim hanging on a special clothes hanger.

Its hood is lowered, and the sleeves are spread out to the sides. Even if it is just a set of clothes, it is like the god of shadow descending silently in the world.