My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

The empty office building only has the basic structure left, with the walls painted in the past, the indentation of the floor tiles where the tables and chairs have been placed in one place for a long time, and the fire hydrant embedded in the wall in the corridor that cannot be taken away.

Due to its geographical location close to Tokyo Station, it is a location with a very considerable flow of people, so the fire safety is very good. Almost every corner you can see the fire tool lockers painted with red letters.Moreover, because of the multi-room and multi-corridor design, the walls and corners can effectively block the view... So, this is another place that is very suitable for hiding your body.

Whether it is a Tibetan or a Tibetan mantra.

……

Gou Juicji listened to the echo of his footsteps, and thought about when he would be able to eat. The impact of being hungry is not too big but not too small. At least the hungry Gou Juicing is in a little mood at the moment. It’s not beautiful—it doesn’t matter if you’re hungry, but he obviously has his favorite rice ball with tuna mayonnaise in his hand, but he can’t eat it because he needs to keep his tongue idle to perform the spell...

Even a good-tempered person may feel troubled by this point. After all, the call for food from an empty stomach is a sacred process that complies with the laws of nature.

The location of the curse spirit must be located as soon as possible, Gou Juanji thought to himself.

The exorcism of the curse spirit cannot be delayed for too long, otherwise no one knows whether the so-called "quasi-level" curse spirit will suddenly produce some wonderful chemical reaction, and suddenly become a "first-level" or "quasi-special level"— ——This kind of high-level magic spirit is sometimes the same as the magician, and it will become stronger and stronger as time goes by. Quick decisions can avoid accidents as much as possible.

The dog curly spine climbed the stairs one floor after another along the rusty stair railings, aiming at the roof of this office building, which is also the roof of the tallest building in the surrounding area.

If he wants to find the curse spirit hiding in this area, it is also necessary to occupy the vision of the high ground. After all, he has no companions for this mission, and he needs to do it himself to find out the news—however, just as he stepped on the When he was going to the first step on the seventh floor, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Through the window in the stairwell, the gray-purple eyes stared at the fence of the courtyard wall in front of the flower bed of the office building without blinking. There was an iron railing gate with faded paint, which was crooked at this moment. It is wide open at an angle, indicating that it has just been pushed away not long ago.

The dog curly thorn also came in through this gate. He had a deep impression on this door, because the weathered patent leather shattered into slag when he touched it, and he rubbed it with his hand, so he still remembered this door.

And, he still remembers...

He closed it when he came in.

The dog curly spine lowered his eyes, clenched the throat syrup hidden in the sleeve, tugged at the collar, then said "dried bonito" in a low voice, turned decisively and turned into the corridor on the other side of the stairs.

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My wife Xia Ye was humming lightly, a raised pink hair on the top of his head was swaying in the wind, and he was very happy. He walked up a step again in a bright mood, then looked up at the sign hanging on the stairwell card, stopped.

【6 floors】

"is it here?"

My wife Xia Ye tilted her head, as if she couldn't remember something clearly, he took out the mobile phone from his pocket, tapped the screen with his fingertips, and opened the diary skillfully.

"He saw the door I pushed open, and his eyes seemed to be serious... But this appearance also pokes my heart!The cute, handsome and reliable real man, every movement, every look makes me like him even more~ (heart) (heart) (heart)』

"Oh, he didn't continue to go upstairs, but turned directly to the 6th floor, what a decisive and wise decision!In this case, if someone is following him, he will temporarily lose his clear target, right?He is so smart! 』

"He entered Room 609 and hid behind the door, as if he was about to launch a surprise attack on the stalker... Is he the type who prefers to take the initiative rather than flee passively?"I like it~』

『There is also a fire tool rack behind the door of room 609, and he put the convenience bag on top of the rack. 』

"Huh... There is actually a curse spirit hiding in the wall in this room. Its breath was hidden until I got close to it. Is it the type that is good at hiding?" 』

……

"! ! !he got hurt! 』

"Battery 80%"

……

"……Eh?"

This section of the diary only ends at "80% battery". At the end, my wife Xia Ye seemed to be taken aback for a moment. He repeated "Injured?" in a murmur, and then his expression suddenly sank.

The originally raised corners of the mouth were drawn into a straight line, and the clear pink pupils flooded into a dark color, like a pink blood mist that had been diluted several times. The knuckles that clasped the edge of the phone were so hard that they turned white. My wife Xia Ye blinked slowly, The pupils were shrunk by the light, and then he raised his head belatedly, and looked carefully at the signboard in the stairwell again.

"Ah... this is the 6th floor."

Was he injured on this level?

My wife Natsuno began to feel a little anxious.

"How could... let him get hurt?"

"I'm going to protect him—the curse spirit, as long as I kill that curse spirit, it will be fine, right? 』

My wife Natsuno moved her gaze to the upper right corner of the screen, where the current time and the remaining battery power were displayed.

[81%]

"...1% of the time left."

"Time is running out. 』

"You have to act quickly. 』

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This time it might be really tricky.

Leaning against the old wooden door, Dog Curly Thorn looked out through the small window on the door from an imperceptible direction on the side. His eyes fell on the empty corridor, and he frowned slightly.

The "tent" has been set up, that is to say, at this time, the "unknown" who will open the door and follow behind him in this area, except ordinary people who entered by mistake before (this possibility is relatively low) ), I am afraid that there is only the "quasi-level one" curse spirit he has to face.

Every conjurer has his own direction that he is good at. Similarly, most conjurers also have types of spell spirits that they are not good at dealing with.

As for the dog curly thorn, it just so happens that there are not many ways to hide the curse spirit who is very good at hiding.

He is a spellcaster who entangles spell power in his words, and the words he spits out contain hidden power. In the process of expelling spell spirits, this ability is extremely useful in many situations, but it also has limitations.

The target of the spell must meet the required conditions-the sound of the dog's curling spines can be transmitted to the target's ears.

After all... Even if his incantations can be understood in essence as words as the carrier of incantations, which can break through many general incantations or physical barriers to play a role, there is also a hard condition that has to be admitted, that is, the other party wants to " heard".

The curse spirit with hidden breath is especially good at dodging. Before it showed up, the dog curly spine didn't know where it was. He couldn't pull his collar and output "distort, disappear, die" to the open space, and then found The curse spirit is not in this place at all... The magic power is used up, the throat syrup is drunk, and the throat is also hoarse. When the curse spirit reappears at that time, he may only be able to say "golden fish bomb panic sauce".

So Goujuanji murmured "dried bonito" in a low voice, and stared out of the small window again. He didn't think of any good solution, so he could only continue to squat here-wait?

The purple-gray pupils became solemn in vain, and the dog curled up holding his breath, and listened attentively to the sound from the other end of the corridor.

From far to near, fast and urgent, the soles of the shoes rub against the ground, it is the sound of running, is there anyone else in this building?

Curly Thorn continued to stare out of the window, waiting for a few seconds - very quickly, after the sound of footsteps approaching the room, a figure rushed into his eyes in a panic.

The boy with pink hair and pink eyes, wearing a school uniform shirt and a student sweater vest, has a cute face, but his expression seems to be a little flustered and anxious, as if he is being chased by something——

...is the hostage of the curse spirit?Or a middle school student who got in by mistake?

The author has something to say:

(Changed a bug)

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Goujuan: The middle school student who entered by mistake is not the hostage of that curse spirit?

Curse Spirit: I am wronged...

Xia Ye's future diary is related to electricity.