Super Cursed Spirit Knotweed

The curse spirit like a piece of paper hides and hides under the pursuit of the three little ones. This kind of hide-and-seek battle lasted for a long time.

The moon was almost out when the spell finally dissipated into the air.

Knotweed, who had been touching fish all day, carefully poked his head over Junpei's shoulder.As a female, Nagizaki is relatively weak in physical fitness. After working around for a whole day, she becomes decadent. The gloomy atmosphere radiates from the inside out, and the corner where the girl is seems to be much darker.Yoshino Junpei, as a literary youth who loves film appreciation, usually does not exercise very much, but now he is sitting slumped next to Nagasaki, gasping for air, becoming a mobile ornament in a dark corner.Fu Hei may be the best in the trio. He is already a second-level conjurer, although he is young, but he has already experienced many battles. He is diligent in training and occasionally runs errands for Gojo Wu. Business within the scope of ability, today's workload has not yet touched his limit.

Unhelpful, and even sleeping in the bumps and warm sunshine, Knotweed just wanted to shrink back guiltily, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Gojo Satoru who had disappeared all day.

The man popped out from nowhere, and concluded as if he had never disappeared: "Then, the curse is gone, and the work is done..."

"Teacher Moyu." Nagasaki gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice, Gojo Gojo pretended not to hear by digging his ears.He clapped his hands. The three people in the first-year group in front of them were already exhausted after a day of hard work. Under Gojo Satoru's call, they barely opened their ears and cheered up symbolically.

"Speaking of youth, it really is that..." Gojo Satoru frantically hinted at the knotweed and the others, but unfortunately, only knotweed seemed to understand what he was thinking.

"Oh!" The suddenly enlightened Knotweed stood out among the few people who were dazed and perfunctory, and announced in unison with Gojo Satoru——

"Sorority!" *2

"Huh?" Nagizaki's facial features wrinkled, as if he thought he was holding meat but didn't expect to eat a large piece of ginger in his mouth.Ginger itself is actually acceptable, but under the huge psychological gap, it looks particularly unsightly.

Fu Hei felt bad when he heard Gojo Satoru's frivolous tone. The exhaustion of his body and the powerlessness emerging from the depths of his soul made Fu Heihui stand aside with a blank face. Saki, the anticipating Knotweed, and Yoshino who was at a loss.

Ah, Yoshino Junpei.

Shunping was startled by the sudden "attack", looking along the arm on his shoulder, Fuguro's face was reflected on Shunpei's retina.Before he could ask, Fu Hei squeezed the slightly stiff muscles under his hands, and warned earnestly: "Don't get used to it, it's not normal."

"That's it—" Gojo Satoru directly blocked Fuhei's small movements with his retinas. "All in all, let's find a place to eat~Teacher treats you~"

Gojo Satoru fished out the knotweed stick from Junpei's hood, stuck the knotweed stick to the man's warm palm, and smelled a faint sweetness.

This person really ran to eat dessert.

"Have you smelled any fragrance?" Under Wujo Wu's reminder, everyone belatedly discovered a strange fragrance.

Really, it smells so good, why didn't I notice such an obvious scent just now?

Sensing the confusion of several people, Gojo Satoru mysteriously explained that this is the way the store screens customers.

Walking along this wonderful fragrance, turning east and west, at a certain moment, it seemed to break through a layer of membrane, a completely different feeling from the enchantment, like foam but more elastic, after passing through, it appeared in front of you The world of Hu Zhang and others widened their eyes when they saw it for the first time.

The world in front of me is not complete, like a different space, not to mention that I can't even see the soles of my feet clearly.

The scent that has been seducing the knotweed and others comes from an oden, which is the only real thing here. The roadside stalls that seem to be everywhere, and the busy owner behind him is a fox!

"Jiang~ Fox's oden!" Gojo Satoru satisfactorily admired the almost out-of-body appearance of everyone including Knotweed, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to record this moment forever.

When investigating the "curse of the beckoning cat that turned into a spirit after being removed" by the knotweed, Gojo Satoru found out a lot of interesting things.

There seems to be a gap in the world. Originally, Gojo Satoru did not have spirits or monsters in his understanding, but in this investigation, many things appeared that were beyond the scope of man's cognition. Even when he took the initiative to question, no one found out. wrong.

The world seems to be merging and transforming, but for some reason, it seems to be excluded from the world. Only Gojo Satoru can realize this.

"Welcome~" The fox in a bathrobe stood on two legs, with a white bandage around his head, and was still carefully wiping the porcelain plate with daisy patterns on it.

"Five, please sit down." The fox stall owner pointed to the vacant seat in front of him. After all the customers were seated, he arranged the tableware in front of each customer. Even the exquisite mini plate was arranged in front of the knotweed, which was just the right size.

As soon as he was seated, Gojo Satoru heard someone calling him.

"Brother, I said brother."

Gojo Satoru turned his head, and a little monster who looked like a gray anteater, wearing a red beret, and a dark brown long trench coat, probably not as tall as his calf was poking his arm.

The little monster is a dream-eating tapir. He claims to be the most famous dream dealer in the industry. He speaks a standard Osaka accent. He has a pair of curly thin eyebrows and a handful of colorful balloons tied around his wrist.

"Brother, I see that you seem to have been having nightmares recently. How about it? Do you want to buy some [Jimon] to go back?"

"?" A knotweed who was paying attention to Wujo Wu was a little puzzled. "Has Wu been having nightmares lately?"

"I don't remember."

Realizing that Gojo Satoru was perfunctory, the nightmare-eating tapir was a little disappointed, and under the influence of Jiu Jin, he lay down in front of the stall and began to cry. "WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowThe more he thought about it, the more sad Meng Banzi put the wine glass on the table. "Boss! Have another drink!"

Gojo Satoru replied like this, and Knotweed didn't seem to care about this little episode.Oden is very delicious, especially the deep-fried food. Everyone enjoyed it. However, in the so-called fraternity, only Knotweed and Gojo Satoru were high from the beginning to the end. The rest of the first-year group agreed that it was better It's more delicious to listen to songs and recognize songs than Oden.

Fox's oden is good and cheap, accepting both human currency and other "valuable" things.For example, when paying the bill this time, the stall owner just asked for a handprint containing magic power from the knotweed.

"This is very evil." Said the stall owner.

After they disbanded, Knotweed bid farewell to the trio who lived in the dormitory, and followed Wujo Satoru back to Wujo Mansion.

It was getting late, and the two of them were going to go back to their houses to rest.

After watching Wujo Wu enter the house, Hu Zhang hesitated in his heart, lay on the bed and stared and thought for a while, then made up his mind, put the cold quilt on top of his head, and came to Wujo Wu's bedroom.

Gojo Satoru himself is more than 1.9 meters tall, and many furniture, especially the bedroom, are specially customized. After all, the height of door frames in Japan is only 1.8 meters under normal circumstances.

Knotweed looked up at the door frame that could hardly be seen from the top and couldn't help sighing. The Gate of the Underworld, which beat the enemy Hakka, probably had such a visual effect.After adjusting the soft quilt above his head, Hu Zhang pulled out a hand and knocked on the door of the bedroom.

By the way, today, Knotweed is wearing a tiger doll costume. He has a vague feeling that Gojo Satoru likes to see him wear this. Although he doesn't know the details, Knotweed has always tried his best to fulfill this kind of innocuous request (even without being asked by the other party) .

The first time the knotweed was just knocking on the door—everyone who has knocked on the door directly knows that the joints hit the door panel is actually very painful, and it takes a lot of strength to make the people in the room clearly hear it. There is a mistake, the first knock on the door is actually very quiet, there are only two very crisp sounds, and the slightest carelessness will be ignored.

When Polygonum cuspidatum was going to step up its efforts and try again, it failed.

The door of the bedroom was opened with a gap, Gojo Gojo was like a little girl who unfortunately met a stranger at home, he hid behind the door, only showing his eyes looking down at the knotweed that was completely covered by the bedding from his own angle.

Knotweed, who also noticed this, raised his head, adjusted the quilt covering his head and asked, "Would you like to let me in?"

"What are you going to do when you come in?"

"Sleep with you?" Knotweed replied uncertainly, and after realizing that Gojo Satoru had no obvious intention to stop him, he tentatively walked into the other's bedroom. "Didn't Mr. Nightmare Eater say that Wu has been having nightmares recently?"

"I never heard that you have the ability to interfere with dreams."

Wujo Wu's eyes chased the knotweed, in fact, he could only see the little quilt moving forward at a constant speed from his perspective.

Although the knotweed is small in size, it moves very fast. Within a few words, the knotweed moved to Wujo Wu's bedside table as if in a flash. He spread the quilt skillfully, patted the fluffy pillow and lay down, closed his eyes and sat down complacently. Arguing to Gojo Satoru:

"Hmph, that's not a spell but an individual ability of being 'Knotweed Yuren'."

"Just look forward to it."

Gojo Satoru looked at the cotton candy-like lump on the bedside table, which was incompatible with Morandi's decoration style. He was silent for two seconds, and finally closed the door of the room with a smile.