My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

Fyodor did two things altogether.

One is that the wrong information about my wife Natsuno was passed on to the upper echelons of the magic world.

Second, the error message of "deus" was indirectly sent to the curse party.

To be honest, there is no difference in general direction between the two, just different emphasis on different forces.

Just as Wujo Satoru had suspected before, there are also inner ghosts in the upper echelons of the magic world. Fyodor can connect them after exchanging information behind the scenes, and it can be verified on the surface. Yes, the easiest intelligence to believe.

……

The "deus", which is defined as a special-level spell spirit, possesses powers that are not limited to the scope of "special-level". Or [Lixiang] before the curse was solved, and the two-faced Nuo in the body of Polygonum cuspidatum Youren should not be limited to only the level.

Why did "deus" appear, where is the dead "My Wife Natsuno", is this "My Wife Natsuno" really "My Wife Natsuno"? Why hasn't "My Wife Natsuno" changed her appearance for four years?What happened to Fuyuki four years ago?

Fyodor knew much more information than Orihara Rin also revealed, for example, he recovered a future diary four years ago, and correspondingly, he rarely and abnormally gave feedback to Orihara Rin Responded with an "I got it" message.

After all... Of course he spared no effort to plot against the enemy, but the intelligence house in Shinjuku can be regarded as a friendly partner, and the holder of the super useful future diary is not easy to deceive, and he will borrow it from Orihara Rinya if necessary, Therefore, it is also necessary to build a good relationship.

At present, it is not easy to sell human favors. If it is intelligence, in fact, only the rats of the dead house need to expand international business. In Japan, Orihara Rin is also good at this aspect. No less benchmark than Fyodor can do.

If you consider the direction of combat power, for example, the people who can be used by your subordinates, whether it is Fyodor or Orihara Rinya, they are all guys who are very good at deceiving people, not to mention, even Pushkin and Ivan combined can fight. But a "deus".

That is to say, the direction that Fyodor can consider... It seems that the intelligence house is not interested, but it is also necessary to start.

The upper echelons of the conjuration world have always feared and despised the existence of powerful power. For example, Otoko Yuta, who was proposed to execute the death penalty several times last year, those old oranges are afraid of the power of the curse queen [Rika]. They hope that this This kind of uncontrollable power disappears, but covets the ability of Otoko Yuta who can control [Rika], even the entire interior of the high-level is in a mess... But this at least proves that the high-level people in the magic world The interior is actually not monolithic.

Fyodor disclosed the news to the high-level executives in the magic world about the connection between my wife Natsuno and "deus". The content is roughly that my wife Natsuno uses her mobile phone to control "deus". on that phone.

And the information he passed on to the guy wearing five cassocks with sutures on his forehead is more inclined to rely on "deus", and the form of restraint-"deus" is bound in the sense of "my wife Natsuno's mobile phone" middle.

The conjuration world has a deep taboo about "bondage", even more so than the magic world that also pays attention to contracts. The man with five cassocks has a face that once belonged to the "strongest" best friend, but when Fyodor When he set his eyes on the undisguised sutures on his forehead, he already roughly guessed what the guy with this face was planning.

Fyodor can be called an expert in the matter of brain surgery. After all, Ivan, who fanatically believed in him as his "master", was born from this surgery, and he didn't hide anything from it. It couldn't be easier to see what's in the sutures.

"It's just that there are some things that even I would find quite surprising."

After finishing these not-so-trivial tasks, Fyodor read the restored future diary carefully again, his purple eyes fell on the last paragraph, and then he slowly closed his eyes , the lips that had just sipped the warm and smooth hand-ground coffee were pursed, and he subconsciously bit his thumb between his teeth.

The curse spirit has the same friendship and fetters as humans for its own kind, so it will not hesitate to fall into the cunning schemes made by humans to target this "weakness". This is just one of them, and what really makes Fyodor Will notice "unexpected" things...

In fact, it is related to the second half of the future diary of "My Wife Natsuno" four years ago.

***

After receiving the confirmed news, the assistant supervisor who sent the two people to Shinjuku threw the two back into the car, and the speed of the F1 race was once more, and at an unimaginable speed, all the way to the Ford valley.

"The subway has been stopped, and the outermost 'tent' is only for ordinary citizens to leave, but people with magic power can enter and exit freely."

The stern-faced assistant supervisor slammed on the gas pedal and raced against time to explain to the two people all the information he could get so far:

"Moreover, there is more than one 'tent', and the 'tent' has also been lowered at Meiji Jingumae Station...According to calculations, the most central position of the 'tent' belongs to Shibuya where the current flow of people is the most dense, and once something is put into it , a transportation hub that will spread rapidly.”

"Shibuya Station."

My wife Xia Ye huddled in the back seat, her slightly dark pink pupils still staring at the brightly lit phone screen. His gaze had been fixed on this small glass cube, as if he hadn't moved since getting in the car.

My wife Xia Ye didn't raise her head, her fingers were still sliding slightly on the screen, her voice was rare and calm, without any sweet and greasy tone, but in a tone that sounded like she was talking about important things very seriously, unhurriedly Opening:

"Not only are there only two 'accounts', but there are already two 'accounts' that restrict ordinary citizens. In addition, two 'accounts' have been raised between these two accounts... probably for Teacher Wutiao Well, it arose after Wutiao teacher entered."

The dog Juanji sitting next to him blinked his purple eyes, then turned his head and glanced at my wife Xia Ye who seemed to be in a different situation than usual, hesitated for a while and didn't make a sound, only the assistant supervisor seemed a little dazed, "Yeah!" Twice, and then spoke in a weak tone:

"My wife's news is indeed more comprehensive..."

"—Mr. Orihara gave me the news."

So my wife Xia Ye replied with a smile on her face:

"Mr. Orihara is also very annoyed about the Shibuya incident. After all, the accident in Shibuya has a great impact on Shinjuku and Ikebukuro...Mr. Orihara's information is more flexible, and Mr. Thorn knows it."

"……Salmon."

The dog curly spine seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then nodded affirmatively.

——Indeed, although he didn't know much about other things, he still knew that Xia Ye's guardian was an information dealer.

——Since it was news from an intelligence dealer, the accuracy was no less than that of the assistant supervisor contacting by phone. Gou Juanji felt that if Xia Ye had received the news, he could still...can give his trust, right?

"We will arrive near Shibuya Station around nine o'clock, but this does not count the time it takes for the outer layer, another 'tent' that prohibits magicians to enter, to be destroyed."

However, the auxiliary supervision also needs to be able to quickly stabilize the psychological state. The auxiliary supervision in the driver's seat turned positive again, cleared his throat again, and continued:

"Mr. Gojo has already entered the tent, and has informed other conjurers in Shibuya to gather on the subway that connects to Shibuya Station one stop away, waiting for the moment when the 'tent' is broken. If it can be done in time—"

"—untimely."

My wife Xia Ye half-supported her cheeks, her faint pink pupils finally moved away from the phone screen, and then slowly landed on the spellcaster who somehow felt a chill in his back.

"Something will happen."

It doesn't seem to be refuting the assistant supervisor, but speaking meaningfully to the spellcaster who can't see clearly. My wife Natsuno's tone is calm and calm.

"It's the news from Mr. Fyodor. The purpose of the curse spirit party is to seal Gojo-sensei, and has prepared a plan with a high success rate... Although I don't know what it is, but if it is Mr. Fyodor They all commented that "the success rate is very high", so it is indeed a strategy that is easy to succeed, right? 』

『Waiting step by step for the destruction of the "tent", and then providing support in such a slow way... By then, Mr. Gojo should have been sealed, right? 』

This seems to be a common problem that outsiders criticize in the magic world. Everyone thinks that Wujo Wu is invincible-in fact, Wujo Wu, who cannot be killed but can only be sealed, is indeed invincible, so there will be such a situation thing.

It seems that all conjurers feel that there is no enemy that Gojo Satoru can't deal with, and as long as Gojo Satoru is present, it is equivalent to "winning"... This is a point that both Orihara Rinya and Fyodor think are particularly stupid an indirect domestication.

When the "strongest" in the magic world is sealed, everything will be messed up, because no one has ever made an insurance conditional on the condition that "Gojo Satoru can't help".

"Ji-kun also likes Mr. Wujo very much, right? 』

"You don't want this kind of thing to happen, do you? 』

『Thinking-kun also hopes that he can do many things... right? 』

The temperature in the pink pupils became hot, and my wife Xia Ye slowly moved her gaze down, and finally fixed her gaze firmly on the back of the left hand of the spellcaster who was holding the trumpet-shaped spell tool, which was covered by black leather elastic cloth.

"Mr. Thorn, you know how to use it."

My wife Xia Ye leaned forward, on the connected rear seat, leaned forward with a reddish face, took the left hand of the spellcaster covered with a layer of black half-finger gloves with both hands, and then held it to the side of her face, She rubbed her face expectantly.

"It can be solved, as long as I use that, whether it's a 'tent' or a curse, a thousand curse spirits or [-] curse spirits, I can kill them all."

The palm is covered with black leather, and under the black leather are three bright red command spells. Due to the flow of magic power, the faint red light seems to want to drill out from the edge of the glove, and begins to separate A layer of leather cloth began to transmit a faintly hot temperature to another heat source.

——This is the precursor to the activation of the Command Seal.