Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

Looking at the thick fog outside the window, Shiori subconsciously noticed something was wrong.

Standing by the window, she held the curtain in her hand and waited quietly for a few seconds, staring at the street lamps outside the window that were as weak as candles through the mist.

He raised his hand and glanced at the time.

Although it is indeed late at night, and it is in a residential area, it is not midnight after all. According to the normal situation, there will be pedestrians who work overtime or return home from izakaya one after another.

But everything around is quietly abnormal.

Mr. Tanaka’s house, two streets away from her home, would drive home at 10:30 every night with a sports car without a good noise reduction system, but now it’s exactly 10:30, and nothing happened.

"Enchantment? It doesn't feel like it either."

Shiori felt a little subtle, remembering seeing Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's strange ability yesterday.

The inexplicable fog, the advance warning of the sword of Damocles, and the streets that may be empty now.

But, if she remembers correctly, the opponent's ability activation criteria should only be aimed at people with different abilities, she...

Not a superhuman.

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Um--

should……

No.

Right.

Because of the complicated power system in his body, Shiori, who doesn't know what "breed" he is, has no confidence in whispering bb.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Just when she was still feeling a little dazed and confused, a boy's mournful cry came from the bedroom downstairs.

"For a long time?!"

Before she had time to think about it, Shiori casually pulled a coat over her body and ran downstairs.

In the room, only a thin boy in loose underwear was sitting on the tatami. The bandage doll, which was an important tool for his supernatural powers, was not in his hands, and he was holding a pillow half his height in his hands.

One of the windows in the room bears scratches resembling a feline paw magnified ten times.

"Kusaku, are you alright?"

She stepped forward and carefully looked at the crying boy, who looked like he was just frightened.

"Shiori... sister?"

He rubbed his eyes and threw himself into Shiori's arms.

"When I woke up, everyone was gone, my doll was gone, and..."

In the middle of speaking, his voice suddenly dropped.

"My supernatural ability seems to be unable to activate."

There was a scratch on his hand at some point, and bloody handprints suddenly appeared on his arm.

The boy's expression gradually became ferocious, tears fell from his eyes, and his hands involuntarily stretched towards his neck.

Following his words, the humanoid supernatural power with red diamond-shaped crystals shining on his forehead hugged the bandage doll familiar to Shiori, straddled the high chair in the bedroom and crossed his legs with a smirk on his face.

OK, case solved.

Although it is not clear what the reason is, she was indeed assigned to the side of the supernatural power user.

"The plug that binds the Tao, the 61 six-stick light prison that binds the Tao."

She casually tested the bound way, and found that the spiritual power in her body was still as smooth as usual, and the ghost way without chants immediately tied the two Zhengtai in place.

Although it is a humanoid supernatural body, it is essentially copied according to the form of its own master, which is equivalent to possessing all the abilities of its own master.

Yumeno Hisaku is a mentally extremely dangerous person with supernatural abilities, but his physique is weaker than boys of the same age because he has been kept in a small dark room.

For other people, the abilities of the spiritual department are the most unexpected and unstoppable, but in Shiori's view, it is just the opposite.

In addition, Jiu Zuo's power has a distance limit, and it is impossible to activate abilities out of thin air.

The supernatural ability that was still full of smirks and eager to make trouble, could only watch the woman on the opposite side skillfully condense the golden lightsaber out of thin air.

Holding the hand of his "master", he pierced the red crystal on his forehead without hesitation.

"Okay, this should be over."

Shiori, who was in a good mood, clapped her hands and hugged the boy who had turned into a crying bag, waiting for him to wake up.

"elder sister?"

"Awake?"

Shiori returned the doll that fell to the ground after the humanoid power disappeared.

"I'll go out and have a look, you just stay here and don't run around. Can you be alone?"

"What the hell is this place? Where are the others?"

The boy who regained his sanity a little looked at the empty quilts around him, still a little at a loss.

He lives with Awataguchi's short sword, and occasionally goes to other sword pies to eat and drink.

Woke up from a nightmare at night and saw that he was the only one left in the room, plus today someone just told a ghost story, and there was a story about a tiger eating a man...

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It shouldn't be that he did something wrong, so it's haunted.

"I don't really understand either. It should separate ordinary people from people with supernatural abilities."

Shiori comforted the boy and helped him make the bed again.

"Let's pull the hook and get a good night's sleep. When we wake up again, everything should be back to normal."

The boy nodded obediently, and rubbed Shiori with his tear-stained cheek in embarrassment.

"Actually... I seemed to see brother Tui and my little uncle just now, but the little tiger seemed to have grown bigger, so brother Tui chased him out."

Because he spent too much time at Awataguchi, he also yelled, and because children are prone to sleepiness and don't remember things, he struggled to finish speaking, yawned, and closed his eyes with the doll.

So what is the evaluation of this fog?

Pull if you have pets?

This is to judge the sword Fusangshen with the summoning object as a person with the ability to summon?

Shiori stretched out her hand and closed her eyes to run the power.

The spiritual power flows normally, and Liuhua can also be activated smoothly. The essence of Quincy's ability depends more on the density of spiritual particles in space, probably because the mist itself is a supernatural ability, and it is even easier to use than normal...

The level of power given to the king by the stone slab is higher than that of Long Yanjian. She tried to use it just now, but it also had no effect.

It is equivalent to someone being cut into a whiteboard, but she is still equipped with full-level equipment.

So, wouldn't it be good to honestly assign her to the ordinary people's area?

This kind of operation that directly pulls people in but does not weaken her combat power at all.

If it is intentional.

Then, I want to ask if the mastermind behind the scenes is embarrassed or not.

"Ji Jun."

A low tone sounded from one side, and Minghu, who was holding a white fox with a red chrysanthemum knot around his neck, stood silently outside the door, nodding towards Shiori.

Behind him was the shorter Baishan Jiguang, holding Minghu's communicator, while the normal yellow fox lay lazily on his stomach, burying his face in Baishan's arms.

"Owner."

"Baishan, Minghu, have you two changed to a fox?"

"Just now, I suddenly jumped away."

The boy, who was already the same as the intelligent AI, explained in a serious manner, pointing to the fox in his arms who seemed to have been beaten up and was still quarreling with his master.

"The little tiger that retreated also ran out?"

"Well, Dumb, three stayed with him, and two ran away."

"The Lion King and Qingjiang are here, and the others are gone."

He reported the situation to Shiori word by word.

Sure enough, all swords with pets were judged to be people with supernatural powers.

"I see, you guys go back to your room, Jiu Zuo was coaxed to sleep by me. I'll go find Tui Tui."

"Ji Jun."

Baishan Jiguang paused, and suddenly called out to stop her.

"this is for you."

He suddenly took out the main body from his waist and handed it over.

"I'm not good at swordsmanship, so I don't need it..."

Shiori waved her hands hard. Her dream is to do pure magic and attack from a distance. In the beginning of melee, she only needs to use Shunpo to open the distance.

What a cool thing to be an archer. (serious)

"Amulet. The lottery is Xiaoji, so I still need to manipulate my luck."

"Thank you Baishan."

Shiori accepted the gift half-understood, looked at her blade worker with a satisfied smile, and nodded.

Standing on tiptoe, he stretched his arms, and the 1.5-meter-four man tried his best to touch his own Ji Jun's bangs.

"Come back, let's eat melon together."

"it is good."

So in the winter, did Hata Dangfan add a greenhouse to take care of it?

Otherwise, where did the melon come from?

# # #

Shiori went out holding Hakusan's sword, and ran towards the Armed Detective Agency.

Fog shrouded the entire Yokohama, and there was really no one in the streets and alleys, which made it even more strange.

She accelerated and ran, and the perceptual spiritual power turned into countless silk threads and spread out crazily around her, looking for the familiar spiritual breath nearby, and soon found Fukuzawa Yukichi whose coordinates were deliberately fixed.

Then, the spirit network of the people in the detective agency who had paid attention to it on purpose also took shape on the flat map in Shiori's heart.

The retreating tiger was also found, but it probably had a very short mobility, and it was the furthest away from Shiori.

It's just that he was about to meet Dundun and Jinghua unexpectedly.

It doesn't matter if the three of them meet together.

So those two big rebellious tigers ran out because they wanted to find the sixth brother?

While running, Shiori guessed the situation on the other side, entertaining herself.

And at the same moment when Shiori activated her perception ability.

"Ha ha……"

The figure hidden under the thick fog laughed and watched Shizhi's every move, the corners of his lips were curved with sarcasm and publicity.

She uses her footsteps to run her strength, and catches up at the same time. Every time she lands in the sky with a light body, she avoids Shiori's observation strangely.

"idiot……"

The tone is very light, but if you listen carefully, it is not completely disgusting.

Following the guidance of the spirit network, Shiori came to Fukuzawa Yukichi's designated point.

The sound of metal colliding clanged in the dense fog, and sparks splashed through the white fog.

The blade of the piercing scalpel brushed through the thick fog, and slashed straight at Shiori's cheek.

She kept her running speed unchanged, turned over, turned to the right, and dodged the blade that would probably disfigure her face if she touched it.

Then stop while dodging the blade.

"Fukuzawa-kun, Dr. Mori."

"Shiori."

"Oh, Ms. Inoue? Sorry, I missed it for a while."

The black-haired man was different from the sloppy and down-and-out doctor he met for the first time. He was wearing a formal vest and a long black coat, and held three scalpels that hadn't been thrown as darts in his hands.

With a slight smile, he has the demeanor of a gentle scum.

Seeing Shiori's calm way of dodging the blade, a bit of surprise appeared on his face.

"Fu Zedian, the Armed Detective Agency is really full of talents, which makes people jealous."

The opponent of the two is naturally their own humanoid ability, just as Shiori guessed.

The blond girl Alice, who met once in a dress shop, is now wearing a nurse uniform, holding a large syringe almost as tall as her, and staring at Mori Ogai.

"Shiori, what about you? Your supernatural power?"

"I don't know. You may not believe it when you say it, but I don't think I am a person with supernatural powers, and I don't know why I am here..."

After all, the power she can use is basically not affected, and her presence here is just a bug.

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Shiori spoke unhurriedly, and the two's different abilities also started to attack again.

For unknown reasons, they all abandoned their masters at the same time, and swung their knives/needles at the woman who just accidentally broke into the battlefield.

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

The powerful Reiatsu wrapped in manic black and red turned into a huge crescent-like attack and struck from above the street lamp.

Standing on top of the street lamp, the white "Shizhi" held a long knife.

It's not a normal shallow strike. Although the distance is a little far away, Shiori still sees the cloud patterns on the black scabbard.

It's Zanpakuto...

Terrible.

"Who allows you to move my prey rashly."

With a bright face and an arrogant tone, she casually raised the long knife in her hand against her shoulder with her backhand.

Although they have almost the same facial features, they exude an aura that is completely opposite to their own.

She curled her lips towards Shiori and smiled arrogantly.

"Yo, first time meeting."

"king."

The author has something to say: Someone guessed half of the last chapter correctly.It was Xu holding the Zanpakuto.

Originally because the system was different, Shiori's judgment was correct, she would not have appeared in the mist.

But the power of the honest man (miserable) was used in reverse, by Xu and Xiaoshi's Zanpakuto.

Isn't it handsome! !

Bai Shan vaguely felt a little bit, so he gave the body to Xiaoshi... Zhen. Amulet, of course, it could also be... Zhen. Death Talisman

small theater:

Shiori: (face full of grievance and bewilderment) I don't think I'm a person with supernatural powers, I think my sword is also...

Sese: I don’t want you to think, I want me to think