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Hundred Monogatari, a horror game popular in Japanese folklore.

People who play the game get together and light 100 candles.People blow out a candle every time they tell a ghost story, and when the 100th candle is blown out, monsters will emerge from the extinguished candle smoke.

Elegant ukiyo-e prints are delicately printed on the paper door, and the girl kneeling on the tatami uses it to cover half of her face with the black ink broken gold bone fan, and the colorful kimono spreads out on the tatami like petals, floating Candelabra lights in the sky—the dark colors of the room.

Under the magnificent beauty, the candle smoke outlines the laughter of a devouring ghost, and the candlelight is projected on the girl, but there is no shadow behind her.

[SSR Super imaginary spell spirit——Hundred Stories], additional attribute [Hundred Ghosts at Night].

Osamu Dazai looked at Zero Zero on the screen in disbelief.He never thought that there would be such normal clothes among the cheating goods of [It's just cheating Krypton] Kachi!

This shows what?It shows that it's not that Ling Ling deliberately made things difficult for Osamu Dazai, but that he really is so unofficial!After 50 card draws, the non-chief finally got on track with the normal person's card pool!

For this European spirit, Osamu Dazai paid the price of Nakahara Chuya & Mori Ogai's women's clothing photos, and the price of being beaten up by his old father with a feather duster tomorrow.

All the sacrifices are worthwhile. Osamu Dazai, who has normal aesthetics, looks at the elegant and self-sufficient kimono girl on the screen, and for the first time has the joy of really playing a dress-up game.

The card drawing is awesome, and he can do it again.

"Master?" Lingling closed the bone fan, shaking it slightly in the air, and the red string tied with the golden bell on the wrist made a ringing sound.

Her long black hair was untied, falling down like a waterfall, and the butterfly earrings dangling on her earlobes gently flapped her wings.

"Zero-chan is very suitable for this style," Osamu Dazai reached out and poked Zero-Zero's face as usual. He looked at the ghost head that was constantly changing with the rising candle smoke, and his eyes were a little surprised.

Osamu Dazai has never seen a ghost, usually a ghost will run away when he sees him.

"[Hyakki Night Parade]," Dazai Osamu slowly read the card introduction, "——the grand event is always held when the devil encounters a demon, and the guards serving Ji Jun are called here."

"It's a summoning skill," Ling Ling simply explained, "The additional attribute will attract the magic spirits in the surrounding range to gather and command them to fight to a certain extent."

"But there are also intelligent human-like curse spirits, but if you communicate well, you should be a real man." Lingling tapped his palm with a bone fan, thinking carefully, "After all, the affinity and identity suppression of the spell spirit that comes with this SSR is still very strong. "

"Zero-chan..." Osamu Dazai blinked blankly, "What is the curse spirit?"

Lingling, who was explaining enthusiastically, was stunned: "Curse spirits are creatures born from curses due to negative emotions of human beings. Doesn't the master know?"

Isn't this common sense?Zero zero scratching his head.

"There is no such thing on our side." Osamu Dazai reminded, "Otherwise the dungeon in Mafia at the port will be flooded with cursed spirits."

Don't just say something horrible, civilized society, their port Mafia is a serious organization.

"That's a pity," Ling Ling said regretfully, "This card may not be of much use to the owner."

She originally thought that Osamu Dazai finally made a move, but it turned out to be an illusion.

"Which world is the curse spirit special?" Osamu Dazai asked after thinking about it.

He has a slight reluctance, which is clearly a precursor to Brexit, how can he deny his success due to world restrictions?

"It's the world of "Spell Return"," Lingling raised his bone fan and waved downwards, and the long-lost task bar unfolded like a scroll, "It's also a site in the collection system."

Osamu Dazai squeezed his chin and started his brainstorming:

It is known that Mr. Mori has seen the photo of him and Chuya in women's clothing, and what awaits Osamu Dazai tomorrow will be at least one week of overtime hell and personal training by the first Mafia gymnast at the port.

Sudden death from overtime work or being beaten to death by fists is not the death that Osamu Dazai pursues. It is useful to escape shame, he has to be quiet first and then find a way to erase it.

Is there a better autistic dark room than another world?Let yourself go, he is the freest cub in the crowd.

"Are there computers in that world? Are there games? Are there crabs?" Dazai Osamu-Jian Sanlian.

"Leave it on me!" Lingling patted his chest and assured, "It's almost the same as Conan's world, it has everything you need."

Osamu Dazai was a little moved.He had a great time in Conan World, although the deadline was a little bit painful, the rest of the time was really enjoyable.

There is no overtime, no annoying young-female-accused boss, no annoying violent little man, only the detective and the younger brother who are played around by him.

It's really good to do things, he will never work for others again.

"Zero-chan, show me the world profile." Osamu Dazai said.

""The Battle of Curses" is also known as "The Legend of Wutiaowu". The story of Beihai Kindergarten, who persevered in oppressing the weak curse spirit, and was finally sealed into the little black room by the curse spirit rebel army."

Ling Ling holds a comic book and reads it seriously: "The young people with the five surnames are arrogant, neither respect the old nor love the young, not only keen to provoke the double-faced old man who is a thousand years old, but even play with the teeny head who is less than a little old... Fan, causing the anger of the vast number of curse spirits."

"'Down with the sinner Wujo Wu, our curse spirits also have human rights.'—Adhering to this—belief, the righteous partners Leo Hu, Hana Yu, Tuo Liang, and Gu Xiang stood up bravely. They sacrificed their lives for righteousness and gave fearlessly At the price of life, Wujo Wu, the world's greatest villain, was finally sealed in the super-cursed prison gate."

"'This is a difficult history, this is a period of pain and humiliation.' Before being killed by the cursed king Su Nuo, Leo Hu cried and said: 'Even if you have experienced the time when your head was twisted off by Wutiao Satoru The shame of kicking the ball, the righteousness in my heart will never be extinguished. For the dignity of the new human beings, I am willing to do so.'”

"This speech touched many friends who watched the live broadcast of the Battle of Shibuya. Even if Hanayu, Louhu, and Tuo Liang lined up to send their heads, they were still brave and successful, because they opened at the prison gate. At that moment, they finally sealed the world's great demon king!"

"It's a touching story." Lingling wiped away tears, "It's not easy, I really want to cry."

Yujin Knotabagi on the front page of the manga: That...is his role just eaten up?

Osamu Dazai was thoughtful: "So, the villain in this world is called Gojo Satoru?"

"In a sense, yes." Lingling stopped rubbing her eyes pretendingly, "but that's for the curse spirit. From the standpoint of human beings, it can be summed up in one sentence: "

Lingling raised his hand majesticly: "Wujo Wu, the eternal god."

"After all, he is the strongest in the world, and there are quite a lot of people who are blessed by him." Lingling scratched his head, "But there are also many humans who hate him. The curse spirits may be united—heaven, but the struggle between humans is always endless." will stop."

"But those have nothing to do with me!" Ling Ling shrugged, "The position of the master is my position."

Anyway, she is neither a curse spirit nor a human being, no difference.

"It's interesting." Dazai Osamu was thoughtful, "Tell me about that guy named Gojo Satoru in detail, what is the strongest method in the world?"

"As an analogy, it's probably Mr. Saitama who doesn't have a bald head." Ling Ling said in a tangled voice, she is not very good at generalizing human beings, and her focus is often different from that of others.

"But Gojo Satoru has a feature that is very similar to his master!" Lingling nodded vigorously, "It's like a half-brother of half-brother."

Dazai raised his eyebrows.

He wasn't very happy to hear that.Some people may find it easier to communicate with other people who have some of the same characteristics as themselves, but Dazai Osamu is definitely not among them.

He even finds himself annoyed when he looks at the parallel world, if two Osamu Dazai live together under the same roof, they will definitely fight over the issue of who the hanging rope belongs to, and finally they both fall into the water.

"Where does it look like?" Osamu Dazai asked calmly.

He finds it very strange, because Ling Ling has no concept of the appearance of human beings at all, and Osamu Dazai's invincible face can only make countless misses in front of the straight girl of steel.

Where did Gojo Satoru come from, a little goblin who easily abducted his family's silly rabbit...

Ling Ling didn't notice Dazai Osamu's complex mental activities in just one second, and she said happily: "That's right! Gojo Satoru, like the master, will never be OOC!"

He sometimes sculpts in black mud and sometimes sand, sometimes strategizes and tricks the enemy into applause, and sometimes swallows poisonous mushrooms and dances—a beautiful ballet.

He sometimes crazily criticizes, sometimes makes sand sculptures, and sometimes beats the weak magic spirit with one hand and twists his head like a bottle cap, and sometimes secretly wears a female student's JK short skirt to be proud.

He and him, whether it's hanging or entering the water, whether it's fishing or women's clothing, no matter how unsuitable things are done without pressure, the undefeated duo in the OOC world.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

How stupid of him, really, to believe Ling Ling's nonsense so easily.

There is no reliable word in her mouth!

A woman's mouth, a liar.

"Let's go now?" Ling Ling covered half of his face with the bone fan again, blinking his eyes, "There's nothing to clean up anyway."

It's still a bankruptcy start, saying that smuggling is not allowed-you can't do it for a penny, so don't think about taking advantage of loopholes to resell carrots across borders.

"Tell me in advance," Osamu Dazai emphasized, "I was on vacation in the past, and it is absolutely, absolutely impossible to rush the manuscript."

Okay, no problem, Ling Ling agreed without hesitation.

"Anyway, there are so many flags set by the master, it doesn't matter if there are more." Lingling muttered, with a pure face.

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"Is Zero-chan talking bad about me?" Osamu Dazai looked over suspiciously.

"No, I like the master the most, and I wouldn't do such a disrespectful thing." Lingling raised her hand to show her innocence.

"A world with computers, games, and crabs." Osamu Dazai confirmed it for the last time.

"Yeah, yeah," Lingling Chick nodded like pecking at rice, "Yes, there are, Guabaoshu."

There should be no problem?Osamu Dazai—thought while stepping into the gate of another world opened by Zero Zero.

Listening to Ling Ling's tone, isn't the strongest who will never be OOC sealed?Osamu Dazai's rare time-traveling experience told him that staying away from the protagonist is nothing to worry about.

He just wanted to take a vacation, this time away from the center of the incident

The wind blows the corner of the clothes. —A pair of white arms came from the back of the neck, and the cool breath was entwined with the waterfall-like black hair.

The red rope with the golden bell on it was like a drop of blood dripping on the jade, and a familiar voice sounded in my ear: "Master? You're back to your senses."

The furisodes of the kimono are embroidered with black silk and gold thread to embroider the ghosts and ghosts of the Ukiyo-e, and the faint candlelight illuminates the dense village.The girl lay half on Dazai Osamu's back, puffing out her cheeks curiously and blowing the broken hair between his foreheads.

"Zero-chan?" Osamu Dazai turned his head slightly, and stroked her long hair with his bandaged wrist.

The cold touch is completely different from that of a living person.

"It's the body of the curse spirit," Ling Ling obediently stayed on Dazai Osamu's back to show him, "The new SSR is very suitable for this world, so I temporarily patched it and made a new body to play with."

It is different from the 3D villain in the mobile phone, and also different from the fluffy rabbit doll.Osamu Dazai held Lingling's hand in the palm of his hand, and gently rubbed her fingertips with his fingertips, finally he felt the truth.

"So Zero-chan looks like this." Dazai Osamu was like a child who was holding a toy for the first time, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, "It's so light and light, I hardly feel the weight."

"It's said to be the body of the curse spirit," Ling Ling wrapped his arms around Dazai Osamu's neck, as if he was not happy to step on the rough ground in the countryside with his clean feet, "people without magic power can't see me. "

Only then did Osamu Dazai realize that she was not wearing shoes, and that extremely gorgeous outfit was only matched with the body kimono and jewelry.

"Come up a bit," Osamu Dazai said softly, "The hem of the clothes is almost falling to the ground."

"Oh." Ling Ling responded, clasped Osamu Dazai's shoulders with strength, hooked her thin white legs around his waist and abdomen, and tried to fix herself.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand to support Lingling's waist, holding her steady, and then his eyes moved to the ground covered with dead branches.

The countryside, dead branches, dilapidated houses, kerosene lamps, where are the computers, games and crabs he wanted?

"There seems to be something wrong with the landing site." Lingling muttered, "There seems to be something wrong with the time."

Okay, Osamu Dazai understands, he shouldn't have hoped for Zero Zero.

"Huh? Master can't see it?" Lingling pointed to Dazai Osamu's feet, "Can't you see the curse spirit there?"

"I can't see it." Osamu Dazai glanced in the direction of Lingling's finger, "There is nothing."

"It seems that supernatural power and spell power are not the same concept." Ling Ling gently covered Osamu Dazai's eyes, and scratched on his eyelids, "Open your eyes again?"

The cold and soft touch—the touch is gone, Osamu Dazai's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes again.

A strange black and blue ugly ball of meat gurgles and howls in the direction of Lingling's fingers, and what looks like a head is going down to hit the ground.

"Is this the curse spirit?" Osamu Dazai felt embarrassed, "What is it doing?"

"I'm kowtowing." Ling Ling said, "I'm a super imaginary magic spirit, he's just a - level."

The level suppression of wild bosses.

"Is it the same cold touch as Zero Sauce?" Osamu Dazai asked curiously, he wanted to touch it a little bit.

"I don't know, there is a big difference between the curse spirit and the curse spirit." Ling Ling was also full of inquiry, "Master, touch it?"

Osamu Dazai was a little disgusted, he only stretched out one finger, and touched it superficially.

Invisible light waves oscillated at his fingertips, and the black and blue lumps of flesh disappeared without a trace.

"...Dead?" Osamu Dazai looked at his hand with an unclear expression, "Is the nullification of supernatural powers also useful for curse spirits? Does Zero-chan feel uncomfortable?"

"My words don't matter. The unbreakable contract between me and the master is the law of causality that transcends all rules." Lingling probed and looked, "But it should not be dead, it was only temporarily broken down."

Osamu Dazai's supernatural ability can be nullified—cut different abilities, this effect is also applicable in this world, but the nullification of abilities has been changed to the nullification of spell power.

Just as if Osamu Dazai loosens the part that is in contact with the supernatural being, the supernatural being can use the supernatural ability again—the spell power invalidated by [Disqualification in the World] does not disappear, but is temporarily decomposed and cannot be used.

And the curse spirit is the condensate of the magic power, the effect of being touched by [Disqualification in the World] will temporarily disappear from the world, and it will return to its original shape after Osamu Dazai removes his hand.

Osamu Dazai moved his fingertips away, the black and blue magic power condensed from the air little by little, and the meatball sat on the ground with one eye, wondering why he suddenly evaporated from the world.

"There is the smell of a conjurer here." Lingling looked around, then pointed to a dilapidated house, "It's over there."

"I hope there is at least a signal here." Osamu Dazai walked forward with Zero Zero on his back, his voice full of resentment, "The last world started with a haunted house, but this time you won't even give me a haunted house?"

"Man, you have to use your own hands to create wealth!" Ling Ling was not guilty, "What's wrong with the difficult start? The infrastructure needs to start from scratch!"

"I'm here for vacation..." Osamu Dazai was tired, he walked to the front of the house, and finally saw the figure of a living person.

A man dressed as a villager was squatting in front of a huge iron cage, pouring the leftovers in his hand into an iron bowl, and throwing them roughly into the cage.

"Eat, two freaks!"

Two scrawny little girls embraced each other, and were about to stretch out their bruised hands to pick up the "job bowl", when they suddenly stopped in place.

"Nanako, who is that?" The black-haired girl said softly, "Who is on that person's back?"

"Who? Did you see something you shouldn't have seen again!" The villager kicked the cage roughly, and the two girls were knocked to the ground, their heads banging on the cage, making a dull sound. ring.

Only then did the man turn his head in satisfaction, and was about to spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm when he suddenly saw the black-haired boy standing at the door.

"Hello—who are you? How did you get into the village?" The villager scratched his head, as if thinking of something, his expression became eager, "Are you the master conjurer who came to exorcise demons?"

"No." Osamu Dazai smiled, reaching out to stroke Lingling's long hair, "I just happened to pass by."

The villagers looked at him gently stroking the air on his shoulders, as if there was someone there, and their eyes became strange.

"It's unlucky, you won't be like those two freaks, will you? Bah!"

"I'm so rude," Osamu Dazai's eyes flicked past the trembling Mimiko and Nanako, "I wanted to borrow a phone call and leave, but my family's little ancestor really hates being ignored."

"That's right, let's—let's play!" Lingling smiled with crooked eyes, and the candlestick suspended beside her was brightly lit—enveloping the entire village in an instant.

A super imaginary story of spells and spirits, the domain expands——【Midnight Ghost Land】.

The author has something to say: At this time, Xia Youjie is on his way.