I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

After the blond Mr. Nanami Jianren called my name, he fell into silence.

I don't know what the other party is thinking at this moment, but judging from his expression, it's obvious that he doesn't want to get involved.

Anyway, except for some parts that I can't say much, I will tell the truth what I can say.After all, so far, the conjurer has given me quite good senses. If the Ino conjurer hadn't appeared in time today, it's hard to say what will happen in the end.

What's more, they were injured.

——Although in general anime or novel settings, the high-level executives of this special power system and organization are usually not particularly decent.However, fictional works are just fictional works. For the conjurers I have encountered so far, I treat them with a friendly attitude and respect for firefighters and ambulance personnel.

"Is it convenient to leave an address and contact information?" Qihai Construction said simply after asking some simple questions, "I am not in charge of this. Someone who is in charge of this will contact you later."

"It's not convenient to disclose the address, so can I just call?" I asked.

"can."

The conversation went well, so I left my contact information.

Afterwards, I went to thank the conjurer Mr. Ino Takuma whose full name is Ino, and thoughtfully expressed that if it is helpful for promotion and evaluation, I can write him a thank you letter after I go back.

"Ah, no need, no need, really no need!" Ino Takuma waved his hands again and again, looking embarrassed, "We are all internal recommendations."

OK then.

However, the gratitude should be well expressed and let people know. If you don’t get thanks for helping others, that would be too much.

Finally, I saw Yoshino coming out of a reception room alone. The quiet and introverted boy lowered his eyes and had a pensive expression on his face hidden by his overly long bangs. So I called him, "Yoshino."

Hearing the sound, the other party raised his head and was taken aback for a moment, "Ms. Kuroshio hasn't returned yet?"

"Come on, I'll take you back first."

As an adult, I told him.

I encountered so many things when I came out today, this kid is probably scared too, if he is asked to go back by himself, what if he becomes dazed when crossing the road, or sneaks back after the curse spirit ran away before? What should I do if I pick the soft persimmon?

I have to send other people's children home properly.

Yoshino wanted to speak but stopped talking and wanted again.

"Is there anything you want to ask me?" I noticed his expression of wanting to say something.

"Can you?" Yoshino asked softly.

I said jokingly, "You can ask. If I want to answer, I will naturally answer. If you don't want to answer, it's useless for you to ask."

Yoshino: Sure enough, it fits Kuroshio-sensei's character.

But after I said that, his expression relaxed a lot, and he spoke naturally, "Then I asked, what I want to know most now is, Mr. Kuroshio, are you the kind of person who is very common on the surface? My profession is a novelist, but in fact, I still have a great identity behind my back, every time I let our readers dove, Is it because I am doing something big?"

...

I:...?

Wait, what and what is this?Does he think I'm Ultraman Kamen Rider?

"Why do you think so?"

"It's generally like this, the occupation on the surface and the occupation behind the scenes..." Yoshino counted a few examples with reason.

All kinds of movies and shonen manga.

"Stop substituting boy comics into reality." I was expressionless, "Actually, I didn't know about the curse until I encountered an incident not long ago, and I can't even see the curse. As for releasing pigeons... .It’s just that I simply don’t want to write.”

Yoshino couldn't help laughing when he heard me telling the truth so nonchalantly, "I'm also one of the readers who urged Kuroshio-sensei to write a new book on Twitter. My imagination was shattered, huh?"

Compared to when I first saw him not long ago, Yoshino's gloomy expression has faded a lot, like a fish determined to jump out of a small pool, the exposed eye glowed brightly look.

It seems that I don't need to enlighten me any more.

That's fine.

I thought for a while and asked him, "Then what are your plans, Yoshino-san."

"I hate being with stupid, mediocre idiots, idiots who can only use violence." Yoshino looked forward and said to himself, "If you go to that school of magicians, you should be able to meet Good classmates and teachers, right?"

"No one can be sure of this, but becoming stronger is the most important thing." I saw a house with "Yoshino House" hanging in front of me, and a woman with a bag was opening the door with a key , "Growing up by yourself, having the confidence to smile calmly in the face of any difficulties, this is growing up."

After sending Yoshino home, I declined Mrs. Yoshino's invitation to stay with me for dinner, and took the Shinkansen back to Tokyo alone.

It can't be said that I am alone, there are Liangzi and Jiao who most people can't see. Although I can't see them, I know they are by my side.

It was getting late for me to go back to Tokyo. There were not many people on this Shinkansen train, and there were only a few people in the car I was traveling in.

"Liangzi." Still feeling unreal, I called out her name in a low voice.

In response to my exchange, a smiling face was drawn on the foggy window to my left.

There are also dots on each side of the smiling face, just like the little dimples that appear on Ryoko's face when she smiles.

I reached out and drew another smiley face next to that one, and the two smiley faces were stuck together.

[Long time no see, Ryoko. 】

After a while, as if unwilling to be lonely, crooked lines appeared next to the two smiling faces drawn by Ryoko and I. It was a bit ugly to look at carefully, but it could be seen that it was probably the same smiling face.

I laughed, "Alright, I won't forget you, Jiao."

The train arrived at the station, and it was almost [-]:[-] pm when I returned to my residence in Yasho-cho. On the way back, I bought dinner and brought it back. As soon as I got home, the general who had been left in the cold at home for a day gave a super enthusiastic bark Wang Wu screamed and wanted to pounce on me, but when he ran to me, he braked suddenly, and raised his nose alertly, sniffing left and right.

"Wang Wu?"

The confused general chased and circled around my feet.

I turned on the light in the room, and the bright light suddenly fell down.Put on your shoes at the entrance and walk into the house, and then you hear:

[Welcome back. ]

I was unprepared for a moment, and I was stunned when I heard this sentence.

"Why did you say Huan so suddenly?"

To be honest, it feels a little strange.

I have never heard anyone say 'Welcome back' to me. My mother didn't have such a habit when I was a child. Whenever I came home, it left me with bitter tears.Later, I lived alone. There was only one dog in the house and no one else. Naturally, no one else would say this to me.

[I vaguely recalled that someone was going to say that when they came back. ] Xia You said so.

After he finished speaking, he seemed to notice who came back with me behind him, and he paused subtly, with a strange tone, [...What did you bring back this time?Super magic spirit? ]

The word 'again' is used very spiritually.

"It's Ryoko."

Xia You and I have analyzed which of my books may cause curses before, and Liangzi is naturally among them, so I just need to say a name and he will know.

[Douozaku Ryoko?How can it be so early? ] Xia You was a little surprised.

I thought about it, "I encountered a dangerous curse when I went out this time, it may be related to this matter."

If you want to guess, so far, Jiao and Liangzi have appeared when I was in danger, and they were all when my life was in danger and I could see the curse. There should be some rules in this.

[The filth of the super curse. ] Xia You should have felt it for a while, and then couldn't help sighing, [Although you don't have the talent of a conjurer, you have encountered super curses much more than many ordinary conjurers. ]

[Furthermore, there are fourteen registered special grades, but every time you come across unregistered ones, I really don’t know whether this luck should be said to be good or bad. ]

"Okay, stop complaining." Having encountered danger several times and escaped from death several times, I didn't feel much. I poured dog food for the general, opened the sushi I brought back for dinner, stuffed my stomach, and ate a few pieces of sushi. Then I suddenly remembered something, "By the way, that curse mentioned your name."

[I? ]

"'It's so troublesome, Xia You said it's best not to attract the attention of the conjurer first', I remember that's what the curse that stitched the face said. Or you should think back and see if you have any impression."

If there is, this brain teaser probably can't be asked.

Xia You thought about it quietly for a while, and when I finished my dinner, I took a pen and paper to communicate with Ryoko, but he still hadn't come up with any results.

[Absolutely not. ]

"Then there's no way."

On the paper I took out was my conversation with Ryoko.Whether it is the handwriting, the small habits of sentence expression, or what I call myself, it is the same as I remember. I looked at the words and sentences on that page, and asked again, "Xia Youjun, is there any way to make me See Liangzi and Jiao? It’s fine if you can’t see and hear the sound, why don’t you think about it again?”

I deliberately used the modal particle 'Well~', but said it with a calm expression.

[…] Xia You was speechless for a moment.

"Think again and think again." I urged to move the fish tank from the cabinet and put it in front of me.

Although I know this is a bit embarrassing, but maybe under such pressure, Xia You really thought of something?

Not to mention, under my urging, Xia You really came up with a plan.

[There should be a lot of things stored in Ugly Treasure, and I don’t even have the impression that there is anything there. You can let it spit out all the things and see if there is anything that can be used. ]

It is so.

My eyes gradually shifted to the ugly treasure who was still curled up on the counter and seemed to be sleeping. I got up to take it off the counter and put it on the coffee table where the fish tank was.

At the beginning, because the appearance of Ugly Treasure was indeed a little ugly, and it felt like a soft bug, I didn't like to touch it directly.

The reef is not counted, although the shape of the reef is also very strange, but it is his own child after all.

But after such a period of time, it is not difficult for me to accept the appearance of ugly treasure.

Probably because I am used to seeing it and sometimes feel ugly and cute, plus the ugly treasure stays quietly, neither noisy nor fussy, even if it is pulled down by the general and brought back to the nest, there is no reaction, ignoring the appearance If so, he is a well-educated and well-behaved child.

So now I don't have any psychological barriers to contacting ugly treasures.

After I put Ugly Treasure on the coffee table, the summer oil in the fish tank probably used some method of communicating with the spirit. Ugly Treasure gradually opened its mouth, which was bigger than its head, and it was so dark that no internal organs could be seen.

After a while, a knife handle emerged from Ugly Bao's mouth.

I waited for a while, and the handle of the knife stayed there for a long time without moving.

...seems to be, stuck?

Thinking this way, I tentatively reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, pulled it out, but didn't pull it out.

The handle of the knife was still stuck in Ugly Po's mouth, and Ugly Po made a purring sound like a cat being stuck in a bone, trying to spit out the handle of the knife.

I increased my strength a little, and finally helped it pull out the handle.

Of course, it's not just a handle. After pulling out the whole thing, I saw that it was a black Taidao, and it was a bit heavy to hold.

I put the black sword aside, and simply helped Ugly Bao get things out.

There are all kinds of grotesque weapons, such as swords, thorn cones, wheel-disk weapons, and wooden warehouses, including cold-weapon long wooden warehouses and hot-weapon hand wooden warehouses.I can only recognize a small part of the weapons. This is thanks to the fact that I often searched for information when I was writing novels, so I learned a little bit.

In addition to weapons, there are many daily necessities spit out from behind.

What kind of comb, the rubber band for tying the hair, a few strands of black hair can still be seen entangled on the comb and the rubber band.I also saw tooth cups, toothbrushes, and towels. Along with the towels, there were several new or old cassocks that fell out.

"Xia You, is it possible that you...are you a monk with hair?" I looked at the rubber band of the comb, and then at the cassocks, and couldn't help asking such questions.

[...seem to be mine. ]

I didn't know what to say for a while, so I could only keep silent and continue to help Ugly Bao pull things out.

I don’t know what Xiayou stuffed into Ugly Treasure’s belly. I saw girls’ hair accessories, toys that boys like to play with, models of Masked Superman and Ultraman, etc. The digging is endless, and the floor is full of things before you know it.

By the end, there was even a pair of crumpled black masculine tank tops pulled out? ? ?

It's a cassock and a tight black vest. I'm not sure how strange Xiayou's dressing style is when she still has a body.

Finally, when Choubao stopped spitting out, two and a half hours had passed.

"Ah this..."

I looked at the messy things that filled half the room unconsciously, and I didn't know what to do.

I just wanted to find a prop that would allow me to see Ryoko and the others, but I didn't know it would take so long to dig out so many things!

"What are we going to do with these things, and stuff them back?"

[Just... you see what can be used, take it out and use it, and put the useless stuff back. ] Xia You's voice was much softer, and it sounded a little uncomfortable, as if someone had ripped out the closet and lost all privacy.

"Do you have to stuff it back when it's useless? Why are you like an old grandpa and grandma, and you can't bear to throw anything away." I couldn't help but complain, "You don't need these daily necessities now, and you don't Do you know how long you put it away, stuff it back and keep it moldy? There are also clothes. It’s best to get rid of useless things in time, or I’ll throw them away for you.”

[What if it is used in the future? ] Xia You retorted.

"Ah, this sentence is also the favorite of hoarding grandpas and grandmas." I said calmly, "Usually, things that are said in this way will never be used in the end."

Xia You was speechless.

I sighed, kicked the pile of things piled up to my feet, bent down and picked up the black katana lying on the side and put it against the wall, intending to pick up these dangerous weapons first and stuff them back.

After all, I still have a dog at home, so it will be troublesome if I get hurt somewhere when running around or play with the gun as a toy.

Clothes and other daily necessities were piled up in a pile on the other side, planning to throw them away for him when he had time.

When I play games, I have a subtle obsessive-compulsive disorder. I don’t like to leave useless things in my backpack, and I like to arrange things in different categories, and put the same type and color together.

But Ugly Treasure's stomach is not the backpack with grids in the game, I can only try to stack all kinds of things according to their types, and find some ropes to tie them together and put them in together.

In the process of tidying up, I shook something in a piece of clothing, and it fell to my feet with a thud, and I looked down.

Just a shard of broken glass the size of a thumb.

I glanced at it, and was about to throw it into the trash can as ordinary glass shards, when Xiayou, who had been silent for a while, made a sound.

[This is it. ]

"what?"

[Mirrors made of special materials allow you to see curses. ] Xia You said, [You put it in front of your eyes and try it. ]

Just a piece of glass?

I picked up the shards of glass that had fallen by my feet, took a paper towel, wiped the dusty surface, and held it in front of my right eye.

The scene seen through the glass is somewhat blurred and slightly distorted by refraction, and because the glass is only the size of a thumb, the visual range is very small, so I can only squint my eyes slightly to see it.

Ryoko's face appeared behind the glass, and she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of my eyes, with a curious and agile look on her face.

"Liangzi, don't move." I grabbed her hand and put it down, her face was reflected in the glass again.

I turned my head again, looking for Jiao in the room, and finally saw Jiao squatting in front of a pile of things, clumsily helping me organize things.

"I see." I said.