Natsume's Little Mister

Natsume didn't wait for Osamu Dazai to reply, and formed a seal with his backhand, a series of light blue barriers spread out from the center of the three of them.

At the same time, the light yellow flower descending instantly included all the curse spirits present, without using the power of faith to bless, but within a few seconds, all the curse spirits present were expelled.

The light blue halo of the only remaining enchantment has not dissipated.

Dazai Zhi raised his forehead, laughed and said, "How do you want me to prove it?"

Natsume spread his hands and said with a smile, "Could it be possible to hit you like a fortress ball?"

Osamu Dazai was stunned.

"Too."

"But...Natsume, are you much stronger now than before?"

Osamu Dazai vaguely remembered that Natsume hadn't dealt with those curse spirits so cleanly before.

Natsume waved his hand, but did not answer.

He is now much stronger than before, and his strength has at least doubled. For these low-level spell spirits, even those with time traits, he can completely crush them directly with his strength.

Natsume looked at Chuya Chuya, who was not far away and didn't know what he was thinking. As Chuya Chuya, who is the ceiling of the port's combat power, did he feel the same way when he was outside?

After Natsume entered the time gap, no one in Yokohama's Conjurer's Association gave them support, and several factions of conjurers made a mess of Yokohama.

Mori Ogai was so angry that he dropped several cups.

Watching Natsume Huanghu and others gathered around the center of Leibo Street. At this time, it had been a day since Natsume and the others went in. He hadn't seen them come out for a long time, so he had to find someone with more knowledge to come and evaluate.

"Is this a gap in time?" The visitor waved his fan with surprise on his face.

"What?" Huanghu asked subconsciously.

"As the name suggests, the gap of time is the gap formed by the long river of time leaving a mark in a place, where time will be frozen forever, out of the law of time. People who enter it will be able to come out after a few days of luck. If they are unlucky, they may You can't see them anymore." The consultant explained a few words.

"Then is there any way to get them out?"

The consultant knocked on the handle of the fan and gave him a sidelong glance.

"God. If there is a god who is willing to make a move, he can tear this rift from the outside."

"God..." Huanghu shook his head, how could he find it.

"How did they get in here?" the consultant asked curiously.

Huang Hu shook his head, he only knew that the port's gravitational force brought Natsume here, and then the two of them entered inexplicably.

"That means they probably won't be able to come out in a short time, right?"

"Almost like this."

"Whether they will go out from other places, we don't know."

"Well, there is no precedent for it coming from other places, anyway, I haven't heard of it."

The consultant left soon, and after Huang Hu reported to the upper management of the conjurer, he took the intelligence team to station on Leibo Street.

Everyone in the Butei Club was appeased by Luanbu, and just in time for a new commission, they all had to go to other cities.

Half a week passed in a blink of an eye.

The news that "Firefly" is about to publish a new book and the news that "Mr. Luchuan" has disappeared suddenly and has not been updated has blown up the entire literary world.

Even a group of old oranges from the Conjurer's Association couldn't help but discuss a few words.

"I heard that Natsume Takashi was trapped in the gap of time during this period. Ordinary people didn't know his situation, so they all exploded."

"Well, Yinghuo, who was in the ring with him some time ago, stood up and wanted to continue fighting with him. It was a mess, not bad, not bad, it frustrates his spirit."

"Someone say hello to the company that Firefly is working with, and be sure to let him continue."

"Then what should we do with Natsume Takashi? He is a super magician, so we can't be unresponsive. I heard that the monsters are preparing to rescue him. Everyone, do you have any suggestions?"

A hunchbacked old man was leaning on a cane, and the crisp knocking sound attracted the attention of several people present.

The joyful mood fell to the bottom in an instant, and the few people looked at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, and didn't want to say anything.

Just then, someone urgently sent a document.

The old man was also idle, so he simply looked at it first, but as he browsed, the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper and deeper, wishing he could pinch mosquitoes to death.

As a high-level person who has worked with him for a while, the others are somewhat familiar with the old man's personality. It is not a particularly important matter, so he will not show this expression.

Finally someone couldn't help it anymore, and asked, "What's the matter? Is there another super class, or Wujo Satoru is messing around again?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Neither, it's the firefly you mentioned just now."

Several people were surprised, what's the matter with Yinghuo?Isn't it just a book writer, and the intelligence department sent it over urgently.

"Look for yourselves." The old man handed the document to the others.

After the rapid circulation, the entire hall was enveloped in anger.

Someone laughed angrily: "As expected of Wujo Wu's disciple, it's not enough to hide it once, and even put on a vest to fool us. What kind of grand event in the literary world? What kind of fighting arena? They are all self-directed and self-acted! This is slapping us in the face!"

With a sweep of his hand, the cup shattered to the ground.

"He's going to open a new book, right?" Someone mentioned the topic they discussed just now with a dark voice.

"A disobedient child needs to be taught a lesson. Only when it hurts will he know how to be obedient."

"There is also the monster who said that he wants to find someone to rescue him?" The senior who didn't want to speak just now looked at the old man with a questioning look in his eyes.

The old man nodded and said: "Natsume Takashi is very popular among the monsters. It doesn't matter whether we have Natsume here, but the monsters who rely on him to exorcise the curse don't intend to wait around. So they We’re going to Yokohama in five days.”

"Five days later..." the senior management murmured.

Then thinking of Gojo Satoru's frequent contact with former students recently, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Since this is the case, then Natsume Takashi doesn't need to come out! Kill the chickens to make an example to the monkeys, and let those people see what happens when they oppose us!"

"You want to kill him?" The old man froze for a moment.

A high-ranking person knocked on the table and said:

"Don't be so excited. After all, he is a super-level conjurer, how can he just be abolished like this, he is dead, it is difficult for the monster to explain, and then there will be a lot of things going on."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Don't be so troublesome. Didn't he hide two different spaces? We just let him lose two. We are very kind."

The proposed high-ranking officer smiled sinisterly, with malicious intentions.

Two different dimensions are enough to hurt Natsume. Takashi Natsume exiled one of them last year, and now he exiles two more. Natsume will have to lie down on the bed for a year or two!

"Everyone, how are you?"

The high-level people looked at each other in blank dismay, a smile slowly appeared on the corners of their mouths.

"I agree." "Agreed."

unanimously.

"How do you plan to make him lose two different dimensions? It's not easy, there are so many people and monsters protecting him around him." Someone asked a question.

"Simple, Natsume Takashi is too soft-hearted, as long as his friends and relatives are attacked, he will definitely take action. And don't we have ready-made materials to use?"

"What material?"

"That group of monsters, let the attackers attack them, Natsume Takashi will definitely not have the heart to let those monsters who came to save him get injured or die, this one is very simple."

Everyone nodded, thinking that this idea is good.

"And another one?"

"I remember he's working for the Armed Detective Agency now. It would be nice to find some more to attack there."

"I don't think so. The Armed Detective Agency has recently received a commission from the King Power, and they are fighting with the Green King. They are not in Yokohama at all."

"What are you thinking about so much, find some monsters and wait for the people around him to leave, and directly attack the ordinary people around him. He can still watch those people die."

"Okay, that's it, find someone to contact the monsters of the attacking faction."

"By the way, send a few more conjurers to follow the monsters who went to save him, and 'help' Natsume Takashi come out, let the conjurers know that we still value super conjurers."

Of course, the most important thing is to monitor the movements of the monsters at any time.

Over the headquarters of the Conjurers Association, dark clouds were densely covered, and the heavy haze seemed to be irreversible, making people feel depressed.

Soon, the order was issued, and various places started to operate, and a messenger took the order to the secret deep forest.

At the same time, the people lurking in the secret department of the Conjurer's Association also silently sent the information to Gojo Satoru.

Everything is going according to plan.

High School of Magic.

Gojo Satoru looked at the latest ins message on his phone with a gloomy expression.