Did you catch up with Gouju-senpai today?

On the other side of Tokyo, the dog Curly Ridge rushed to the exclusive ward of the hospital.

"I'm much better now than when I just woke up, and my wife is already taking care of her. The old man mainly wants to see you, see you, and tell her what's going on."

The attending physician was a kind middle-aged woman. After leading him into the ward, she took away the empty medicine bottle on the table and closed the door behind her.

"Oh, Lord Thorn is here." The woman who was sitting by the hospital bed peeling an apple saw him coming, and said with a smile.

"Mom, grandma." The dog Curly Thorn shouted, and put the fruit basket on the table next to him.

The old woman sitting on the hospital bed heard her grandson's voice and sat up slightly with the woman's support.

"Spine, come here and let grandma see."

The old woman gestured to him slowly in sign language.

The family of spellcasters all have their own? Different ways of daily communication.

Among them, sign language is the most widely used. In the past, people in the family learned sign language before the awakening technique, and this tradition has been passed down from generation to generation.

It's just that it can only be used at home and with clan members at most. Outside, most people don't understand sign language, so it's useless.

Goujuanji's onigiri language was also developed by himself later.

"Grandma, how are you feeling?" Dog Curly also communicated with sign language.

"You? Grandma is much better." The mother comforted and answered, "It's just that I have been lying down for too long, and my bones are not comfortable. I will talk about you when I wake up. I haven't seen you for a long time. See if you grow up? High."

The dog curled up and laughed? Laughed? He pulled down the zipper, took off his coat and hung it aside, stood upright and stood in front of grandma to show her.

"It is true that it has grown taller, Mom, what do you say?" The mother said to the old woman with a smile.

The old woman also smiled and nodded, the wrinkles on her face softened a bit.

"I'll go get Mom's change of clothes, Chi, you? Let's have a good chat with grandma first." The mother patted her son's head, got up and walked out the door.

The dog Juanji sat beside grandma's bed, obediently waiting for the elders to speak.

"What are you doing at school recently? What did you do today?" Grandma gestured.

Dog Curly: "Recently, I am preparing for the exchange meeting with the Kyoto school. Today, I have a temporary task, and it went well."

At this point, he paused for a moment.

"I also watched a movie." He said.

"Oh?" Grandma asked interestedly, "What movie is it?"

Gou Juanji briefly introduced the story of the film to her, and said that he liked the film very much.

"'Chan Ling is a guardian spirit of the land. This name has a profound meaning. Connecting thoughts? Can be called Chan Ling, the connection between people can be called Chan Ling, the flow of time? It can also be called Chan Ling, all All from the power bestowed by the gods.'”

Curlythorn repeats this line from the film.

"——It reminds me of the story of the word spirit that grandma used to tell."

"Spirituality uses braided knotted rope as the medium, and the silk thread is braided into shape, twisted, entangled, sometimes broken, and then reconnected;"

"The spirit of speech uses language as the medium, and language is the medium of thought. Words and sentences, shouting, whispering, singing, sighing, hesitating to speak and stopping are all expressions of the soul."

Is the birth of the soul the flow of time? The real thing that is woven and entangled by silk thread is the link that can connect the soul.

Speaking of Ling, when the words come out of the mouth, they are heard and perceived, and at that moment, the souls of the two will be connected.

"Ji, you've become a lot more sensible." Grandma showed him a gratified smile.

Goujuanji also laughed? He knew that grandma liked to hear these things, and he often heard grandma talk about similar things when he was a child.

She always said that the spirit of speech is the power bestowed by God, while the curse has more "curses", and the curses are divided into white and black: white is for blessing and benefiting others; black is for cursing and harming others.

When he was young, he saw that his grandma was not in good health, so he wanted to pray for her to get well, but his grandma told him absolutely not, it would make you? yourself sick.

All words that contradict the facts are forbidden to the spellcaster, and silence is the greatest warmth.

Grandma stretched out her hand lovingly and touched her grandson's head.

"Spine, you'll be 17 soon."

Goujuanji lowered his head slightly, and his face froze for a moment when he saw the words she said.

He nodded.

"Saori can speak normally now. Think about it? Three to five years ago, she had to think twice before speaking."

Saori is his mother.

For the sake of the continuation of the bloodline, the family of spellcasters has always married close relatives since a long time ago, and his parents were cousins.

But I don't know when, even if close relatives were united, the magician's blood inheritance power could not resist the signs of weakening day by day, and by the generation of his parents, he was already "the last descendant".

His mother's spell power is even weaker. As she grows older, she is now almost equal to an ordinary person, so she can speak normally.

But? Dog curly spines are different.

He is a miracle of the decline of the curse-spellers family. He has inherited powerful spells and spells since he was born. Grandma often said that he is the hope of the curse-spellers family.

explain?……

"Spine, you? Must, must let the blood of the spellcaster continue." 』

Goujuanji is an only child, and has no brothers, sisters, or even cousins, and even if he has, he has not inherited the spell.

When it comes to the "last descendant", he is considered an extremely precious only seedling.

Elders in the magic world... always attach great importance to the inheritance of spells.

"A magician with powerful spell power, combined with him can guarantee the inheritance of blood and spells to the greatest extent. 』

At this moment, grandma mentioned his birthday again.

"Spine is 17 years old, and he will be an adult in one year. It's time to make plans for the future."

The dog curly spine didn't move at all, and suddenly realized that the box of salmon rice hadn't been finished yet.

"Grandma told the Kamo family and the elders of the Chanyuan family in advance that...well, I will hold a birthday party for you this year, and I will have a few children to accompany you...to celebrate well."

The dog curled spine watched, silent.

After she finished speaking, she smiled and gestured to reply.

"Okay. Got it."

"Grandma, rest well, it's getting late."

"I have to go back to school."

Grandma smiled kindly and nodded.

"Go."

……

The salmon rice is already cold.

Gou Juanji was sitting alone on the steps outside, eating bento that had passed the best tasting period, blowing the cool night wind, full of thoughts, what a pity.

Turned on the phone and opened Line, and saw Mori's message.

He almost couldn't wait to start—

[10 [-] minutes ago]

The clown was myself: [image]

The dog curly spines opened the picture, it was a goblet filled with red liquid, and a whole bottle of wine was next to it.

A kind of bad premonition, he frowned slightly, and looked at the photo carefully, the background inside looked like a bar,

[15 minutes ago]

The Clown Is Myself: Dazed.GIF

The clown is myself: I'm drinking in a bar right now.

The clown is actually myself: People say that drinking can relieve worries, luck is good, maybe you can forget your troubles too!

The clown is actually myself: But you? What should I do if you are lingering in my mind like a fly?

Dog curly spine: ...

[10 minutes ago]

The clown was myself: My God!It felt like an earthquake just now, did you feel it? ?

The clown was actually myself: Oh!It turned out that it wasn't an earthquake, but I thought "your heart is beating".

Dog curly spine: ...

Is she drunk? ?

[7 minutes ago]

The Clown Is Myself: The Clown Is Myself.jpg

The clown is actually myself: This is the first confession in my life, the first time I gave it to you like this, but you escaped.

The clown was actually myself: You? Didn’t you understand?No way no way? ?

[5 minutes ago]

The clown is actually myself: I just threw up, drunk really uncomfortable, will I die?

The clown is actually myself: ah, there are so many scary men here, no, their eyes are so scary

The clown is actually myself: I am alone now, I am so scared.

The clown is actually myself: Maybe you will see the news of a sudden death in a fancy JK bar tomorrow.

Gou Juanji finished reading all the messages, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then "exhaled".

He flipped back to the photo, double-clicked the photo to enlarge it, the label on the wine bottle...

Lovis Club?Is it the name of the bar?

He exited the chat, opened the map of Gu〇, and entered the name of the bar.

...The displayed location is in Yokohama, the only one in Japan.

He pursed his lips tightly, clenched his fists, and suddenly punched the floor hard a few times.

Quickly finished the last few mouthfuls of food, he packed the lunch box and looked at the current time: it was almost 22 o'clock.

Check the Shinkansen information while walking, and quickly book a ticket to Yokohama with the nearest time.

A trip without warning.

Unexpected behavior.

Sitting on the soft seat of the Shinkansen, the dog curled up, leaning weakly against the back of the seat, staring out the window in a daze.

she's always like this...

Since he went to drink for himself, and even more so for him to talk about himself, he ran to the place where he was performing a dangerous mission, and there was no explanation after that.

No explanation at all.

It seems that she is born with a kind of strength, obviously many behaviors are illogical, and can even be said to be nonsense, but...but...unconsciously, people think it is taken for granted...so I can't help pampering her go down.

Conjurers always need some strong, rich, long-lasting emotions.She? Why?

No magic power, no regard for danger, ignorant of the dangers of the magic world, but seems to weigh everything clearly.

The train was moving, crossing the city from north to south. The boy was leaning on the seat, holding the phone in his hand, as if waiting for information on the phone, looking at the screen from time to time, but the screen never turned on again .

【You? Are you still in that bar? 】

【You? Still drinking? 】

[Don't mess around, okay? 】

The message sent out in the past has not been [read].

……

The train finally arrived at the station, and the dog Curled Thorn almost galloped off the train.

He has been to Yokohama before, but he is not familiar with it. The population of this international port city is second only to the capital of Tokyo. Even at night, neon lights are everywhere, and people come and go.

Yokohama is a famous city where people with supernatural powers gather, and it is also famous in the magic world where the crime rate is inversely proportional to the number of curses.

The city is guarded by supernatural beings.

But even so, Curly Thorn was still worried that Jasmine Mori would do something stupid, and with all her performances so far, she always felt that anything was possible.

He followed the route on the Gu〇 map and finally found the bar.

Loud music and the smell of alcohol came from inside, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, he loosened the zipper of his collar a little, and walked into the bar.

"You? Okay, is it alone..." When the young man in the peaked cap at the bar at the door saw him, he stopped talking halfway and looked at him a few times. "Little brother, are you still a high school student?"

Gou Juanji subconsciously wanted to nod, but then stopped.

"Minors are not allowed to enter, do you? Have you brought your passport?" the peaked cap said with an unmistakable posture.

It was hard for Goujuanji to talk, so he took out his mobile phone and typed a line.

"Excuse me, has a high school girl come in?"

When the young man in the peaked cap saw the line of words, his expression paused, and he suddenly understood something, "Oh, so it's... you? Wait a minute!"

He rummaged through boxes and cabinets below, and found a record note: "Excuse me, is your surname Dog?"

Dog curly thorn:? ? ?

"Oh, sorry for my misreading, may I ask you? Is it Mr. Goujuan?" The peaked cap smiled amiably.

"..."

Curlythorn stared at him for a while, then nodded.

"Are you here to find Jasmine Mori?"

When the dog curly thorn heard her name, he nodded immediately, "Can you tell me where she is?"

Peaked Cap raised his eyebrows when he saw the words on the phone, put down the note in his hand, and suddenly sighed.

Dog curly thorn:?

The peaked cap looked like it was difficult to handle, and deliberately said: "Oh, it's difficult, you? The person you are looking for is special, so it is an exception, but? You? Underage is not allowed to come in, and you can't find someone. Although this is a small bar, we should obey the law..."

Curly Thorn pulled down the collar: "Tell me where she is."

"The first VIP room on the right hand side on the second floor of E201."

Gou Juanji rushed in after hearing this, ignoring the peaked cap behind him who was dazed in place.

He passed through the messy men and women along the way, rushed up to the second floor, and found E201.

He took a deep breath at the door, held the doorknob? After making enough mental preparations, he opened the door——

A burst of ultra-high-decibel sound waves almost knocked the dog-rolled thorn sky cap over. He came back to his senses and saw Mori Mori and Nakahara Chuya holding the microphone in the room and blasting high-pitched crazily.

"ah----"

"wo———wu——"

Dog curly spine: ...

Osamu Dazai, who was sitting on the sofa and was taking a black photo of the two of them, saw him, was taken aback, and put down his phone: "Oh, there is a guest here."

Mori was yelling so loudly that she couldn't even hear what he said. She was still talking to Zhongyuan Zhongye with a dolphin sound. The grief and anger of broken love were catalyzed by alcohol and vented freely with the singing. She hadn't fully enjoyed herself yet, so she held the microphone. Wrist suddenly? Grabbed.

The singing stopped abruptly, and Mori Moli opened her eyes, staring blankly at the boy who seemed impossible to appear in front of her.

"Dried bonito." The dog curly spine stared at her, and the words came out clearly from behind the open collar.

His appearance has always been gentle and harmless, even if his face is expressionless, it will not give people any sense of oppression, but at this moment, his eyes are suppressed, and there is silence in the eyes watching her.

"Huh? What's going on? It's you? Kid??" Zhong Yuanzhong, who was on the side, also drank too much and was a little drunk. Seeing that he didn't hide his displeasure, he stretched out his hand and pulled him away. The hand on Mori's wrist, "Who let you in??"

Gou Juanji silently watched him holding Sen Moli's hand, and his eyes quietly fell on him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be protecting Mori Moli, and looked at the dog curly thorn without concealment, with an imperceptible arrogance and hostility in his eyes, he still remembered clearly the last time.

"Hey, don't quarrel, don't quarrel~~" Osamu Dazai stood up from the sofa at this time, clapped his hands, "Chuya-kun, you? You drank too much, how can you be so fierce to children? Well, since? Someone came After picking up Jasmine, let's stop committing crimes with minors."

"Huh? You bastard Dazai? You still want to control me??" Nakahara Chuya was about to clenched his fist angrily, but Mori suddenly pressed it down.

"Chuya-kun, you? Let's go with the mummy first." She lowered her head and said, "Senior and I still have something to talk about?"

Osamu Dazai smiled? He didn't say a word, Nakahara Chu also twisted his handsome face, as if he was still unwilling to compromise.

What does it mean to be interrupted by an outsider in the middle of a drink?

"It's really okay, you? Go back first, don't tell my dad anything, I'll look for you later." Mori Moli said again.

There was no way to vent his stomach, Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted, grabbed the coat and hat on the sofa, glared at the dog curly spines, and then slammed the door and left.

"Be careful, Jasmine Sauce." Osamu Dazai said with a meaningful smile at Mori Mori.

Before going out, I added another sentence: "And I wish you good luck afterwards."

This sentence? I don't know if it was said to Mori Mori or to the dog Curly Thorn? Maybe it was said to the two of them?

Mori closed her eyes. She had already drank a lot of wine at this moment, but she was more aware of her drinking capacity—very intelligent.

She can make adjustments according to her own needs. She can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, or just pour one cup.

The moment she saw the dog curly thorn appear, she felt that she was about a line away from the fragment.

He stood under the light, in front of her, with calm eyes and a cute expression.

Jasmine Mori sat back on the sofa, turned off the music with the remote control, and the whole room was instantly quiet, and even her breathing and heartbeat seemed to be heard clearly.

Mori put down the remote control, picked up the wine bottle and poured herself a glass of wine, "Senior? Why did you come here? Could it be that you came here specifically to find me?"

Dog Curly Thorn: "..."

Not specifically looking for you? Could it be that they came to drink?

Mori Mori wobbled and raised the wine glass, but as soon as her lips touched the rim of the glass, someone snatched her away.

"Don't drink if you're underage." The dog curly thorn unexpectedly? said? a curse.

Sen Moli stared at him blankly, and suddenly felt so funny.

"Senior? The spell is really powerful." She suddenly stretched out her hand to grab his wrist, raised her head, and looked at him with innocent and drunken eyes, "Then you can use the spell to make me have a man friend?"

Dog Curly Thorn: "..."

"About 17 years old, with silver hair, a high collar covering his face, and snake-eye marks on his cheeks, the kind who likes to talk with rice balls."

"..."

"The kind that can like me?"

"..."

"The kind that won't reject me?"

"..."

The dog curly spine stared down at the girl, his Adam's apple rolled slightly?

"Tuna..." He sighed slightly, raised his hand and showed the girl his watch, trying to tell her that it was already late.

The next moment, the tension on the wrist suddenly increased.

The dog curled up unsteadily and was pulled down onto the sofa by her.

"Dried bonito!"

The dog curly spine opened his eyes wide, straightened his body in an instant, and kept the current posture without moving or moving - his hands resting on the sides of the girl's head, and his whole body leaned over her.

Jasmine Mori lay soft and boneless under him, her wine-stained cheeks were full of brilliance, her red lips were slightly parted, and she looked at him with wet eyes.

An indescribable chaos and warmth permeated the air, the boy's breathing suddenly tightened, and he suddenly felt blood rushing to his head, which was too close.

"Bonito--"

"Senior?." Mori put her arms around his neck like a drunk cat, and tentatively pushed him down a little bit, "Dog Juji, you? Why did you come to Yokohama to find me? Can you tell me the reason?" ?”

Probably the first time she called him by his full name?

The dog curly spine opened his eyes wide, staring at her lips, a distance of more than ten centimeters away, his heart was beating beside his ears, and even his temples were throbbing. "Let go," he said.

Mori Mori stopped moving.

Gou Juanji felt that something irreversible would happen if this continued, so he swallowed hard, and could only rely on the mandatory mantra: "Don't make trouble."

Mori Mori looked at him puzzled. The meaning of these words was ambiguous, which made people confused.

The dog curly spine struggled to adjust his breathing: "You shouldn't come to this kind of place."

After hearing this, Mori Mori slowly propped herself up from the sofa.

"You're right. I shouldn't have come, but you left me at that time."

As she spoke, she got up and leaned close to his ear, saying each word very gently and slowly, "Otherwise? I should be on your bed now."

The author has something to say: At this time, Lin Tailang pushed the door in from the outside——

Push the text of the base friend~

"The Conjurer Girl Doesn't Dream of the Knotweed Boy" by Yipin Hanxiao

Kashima Hotaru is dying.

Before dying, Kashima Hotaru cried and called the person she likes to confess—it's death anyway, it's better to let the person she likes know her heart before she dies, so that she can die without regrets.

It's just that Kashima didn't expect that the person she likes happened to be a conjurer, and he didn't even forget to send her a good person card after solving everything.

Knock him numb.

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Kashima Hotaru, an ordinary high school girl who has been ordinary for 16 years, was suddenly caught by a back spirit after encountering a curse spirit and saved her life, thus starting her extraordinary life as a magician.

However, looking at the strong and messy teacher, the junior high school classmate who had a crush on, the female man who threw nails and beat the curse spirit with her bare hands, and the black-haired boy teammate who looked like the only normal person, Kashima Hotaru felt that she was not very good. up.

Kashima Hotaru: Thank you for the invitation. I’m in Tokyo. I just got off the train. I’ve already had a few face-to-face meetings with the mantra. I feel very good. My classmates and I have a bright future.JPG

Probably a supernatural unit story.

感谢在2021-02-2510:51:30~2021-02-2521:56:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Linlin 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!