Missy is also looking for death in the magic world today

"I am Chiyo Higuchi."

The translucent Chihoko Aizawa stood in front of Gojo Satoru, as if Gojo Satoru gave birth to another face.

Gojo Satoru frowned slightly, the atmosphere that was not bad just now suddenly changed, Kiritani Mio's gaze was indeed directed at him, but she was more like "looking at someone else".

Although he already has some spiritual power in his body, he can't see ghosts, but he can vaguely feel something between them.

"That's it? This, this is killing me."

Chihoko Aizawa? With trembling fingertips, she pointed to the paper on the table with the formation drawn on it.

That's right, she remembers? There was a woman? In the club where?

She wasn't interested at the time, that person? After stalking, I told her? To tell the truth, the beauty equipment is still? In the experiment, and there's still a lot of uncertainty, so it's an experience with high returns. .

She was short of money, and the reason seemed plausible.

The small experiments one after another were exchanged for money and also for the final fatal experience.

"Miss Kiritani, please save Xiangta, he is going to the Justice Society tonight!"

"Wife, what is it?"

Kiritani Mio's increasingly serious expression has already convinced Gojo Satoru that there should be a ghost among them.

"That female ghost who came out from the morgue, is she? That name tag is? Higuchi Chiyo's deceased, killed by this formation."

Chihoko Aizawa was so anxious that she turned around, her eyes kept wandering between the door and Mio Kiritani.Anxiety brought a gust of wind and blew the corner of the paper.

Gojo Satoru firmly pressed that corner.

"go together."

"No, we have just been cleansed, don't get involved in the Justice Society incident again? Help me contact the detective agency, you first? Don't show up, wait until I tell you the location."

The word "we" made Gojo Satoru relax a bit, and it sounded like she wasn't planning to get rid of herself.

Gojo Satoru's appearance is really outstanding, this is a safer way.

But how can I pretend to be myself?

She fixed her eyes on Gojo Satoru's eyes.

……

"Hey……"

The woman sitting on the leather chair propped her head up, her scarlet lips curled up, under the dim light, she stared at the young man in front of her with interest, her eyes were frighteningly bright.

"It's really frightening~ No matter how many times I watch it, I still feel that Ms. Higuchi is more handsome than a male star~"

"President Ito, you said? You laughed."

With short black hair and wearing casual men's clothing, Higuchi Ichiyo had a cold face, and the calmness in her concubine-colored eyes added a bit of heroism to her.

Really? Is? Irony.

She was originally an inconspicuous back office worker at Shin-Yokohama Land & Construction Co., Ltd.—Yumi Ito, who transformed into the president of the Justice Society and invited her as an assistant, she got the real shock.

Without having time to notify anyone, she decisively changed her appearance and disappeared from that shell company following Ito Yumi.

Akutagawa-sama? Are you worried?

Higuchi Ichiyo, what are you thinking!

She is as shy as a girl in her heart, but she doesn't show anything on her face. This reliability is also the reason why Yumi Ito chose her.

"President, that child? Here we come."

After a polite knock on the door, a housekeeper? An old man with white hair and a kind face brought news.

"It's? You said? Shota Aizawa, right?"

"Exactly?"

Ito Yumi laughed softly, sweet and deadly.

Time is running out.

The lord's plan is imminent.

Suddenly exposed in that exaggerated way? Justice in Tokyo will be suppressed from all sides.The Justice Society has been doing logistics for that adult in Yokohama, behind Tokyo, and there is not much time for collection.

"Higuchi, come down with me? Go and have a look, it's been so long, you should know something."

"Yes? President."

Yumi Ito stood up from the leather chair, her wide black skirt was like a swaying flower of death.

Staring at the black decorative silk flowers on the wall of the basement, Shota Aizawa felt that all this suddenly seemed like a dream.

After being led into the basement by that kind old man called "Kadokawa" who looked like KFC's grandfather, he thought in a rare way.

It was so shocking.

Spray flames, create explosions, air waves...

One by one, the supernatural powers that only appeared in JUMP weekly magazines were displayed in front of his eyes one by one.

He knew that there were supernatural organizations and supernatural people in Yokohama. He had longed for and imagined what kind of life those talented people would lead.

But now, someone has told him that not only can he have it, but he can also choose the type of ability!

This is simply? A revolution against the Creator!

No, this is? The new Creator!

The temperature in the basement was too high, and he rubbed his arms involuntarily, unexpectedly calming down a lot.

He's just a bad guy, and he still bullies weak classmates, even if he finds out that the beaten dog is abusing cats...

But he still? Hasn't he shot someone who has no ability to resist? Isn't he?

There is no upright duel, and gang fights with the other two bad guys...

Has the matter been resolved?Could that bastard still be doing this kind of thing somewhere he couldn't see?

He was puzzled.

"Shota Aizawa."

His name was called out by a sweet female voice.

"This is President Ito, she will help you transform."

Kadokawa's still kind face, for some reason, was somewhat blurred under the dim light in the basement.

"I heard? Oh, I'm really touched that you made a clipping of the righteous deeds we have done."

A woman in a black long dress? With a mysterious temperament, her scarlet lips are lightly parted, like a bewitching fairy.

Her soft fingertips touched his shoulders, and a burst of fragrance penetrated into his nostrils. He blushed and grabbed the pants of his uniform.

Damn it, why do you have to wear a uniform? Isn't that? You said brightly? Are you just a brat?

Ito Yumi sneered from the bottom of her heart. She has seen too many such brainless brats. Is this really the future of Japan?

Sure enough, as the adult said, it's just a group of monkeys.

"Shota, what is your choice? Right. Justice will be late, but it will never be absent."

After saying the slogan of the Justice Society, Yumi Ito didn't bother to look at these stinky monkeys? She had roughly the same reaction. She had failed too many times recently, and she didn't have any hope.

Just try it, maybe it will work?

"Okay, then we..."

"Are you late?"

Ito Yumino's face showed a little bit of astonishment, and no one? Questioned her, this? monkey? did it.

There was no brainless excitement on his face, only deep confusion.

"It's late... isn't it? An afterthought?"

Ito Yumi's face turned pale from his rough brain.

She glared at Kadokawa indiscriminately. I'm afraid she's not a badass!Young? Young, in the mouth? Why is it? Cannons? !

Higuchi Ichiyo watched all this with a blank face, rolling with laughter in his heart.

Young man? You are very enlightened!That's it? Well, if you have a grudge, of course you have to report it immediately, and wait for justice?That's the right of the people who make the rules, Shit Justice Society, or? Come to Mafia!

"Of course not? The voice of the weak is very weak in this deformed society. They need someone to speak for them."

Chosen kid? Ah, shut up and get on the hook.

Knowing that Yumi Ito was getting impatient, Kadokawa directly brought Shota Aizawa to a platform. He lifted the black cloth covering it, pointed to the futon in the center and said kindly to Shota Aizawa,

"Go there? Well, you'll be? The one who speaks for them?."

On the five-meter-square wooden platform, was painted a crimson-like charm. Aizawa Shota hesitated for a moment, or sat on the futon.

"Son? Hold this and don't let go."

Kadokawa handed him a long finger wrapped in layers of charms, and he took it in his hand and squeezed it subconsciously.

The paper talisman was tightly wrapped, and he felt that he could touch the joints inside.

Could it be? A finger?

"Mr. Kadokawa, I think? I haven't thought through whether I'm worthy of this ability. Can you let me start from the grassroots?"

Aizawa Shota's brain is not very good, but his intuition is very accurate. His intuition tells him that now? The development of things is really weird.

"Oh, unexpectedly sharp."

Yumi Ito gave a dry laugh and gestured to Ichiyo Higuchi.

"Hold him down."

Ichiyo Higuchi knows no more about spells and knows now? Isn’t this formation? What a good thing, this child? Maybe a good seed of the Mafia? She still? Hesitated for a while, and persuaded Yumi Ito,

"President, he hasn't realized your understanding of justice. I'm worried that he won't be able to implement justice in the future, and he will complain to you."

"Higuchi, don't you understand?"

Ito Yumi pointed at Aizawa Shota and shook his head regretfully,

"Obviously? He himself longs for strength, but now he backtracks on what he says. He is too afraid to speak out frankly. He can only use lies to disguise his cowardice. What kind of justice can such monkeys be expected to implement? He even Personally? I can’t do well.”

"Monkey, monkey?..."

Higuchi Ichiyo's stone-like face finally had a slight crack.

What is this woman saying?Is she? Isn't she? Crazy?Is it a person who will run away in this environment?

The hair on the forehead was swept by a slight wind, and Higuchi Ichiyo's pupils were slightly dilated.

With a muffled sound, Aizawa Shota lay on the center of the formation and couldn't move. He trembled and touched the back of his head, showing an unbelievable look to Kadokawa.

"There is no hero who does not suffer."

Kadokawa threw away the baseball bat, and wiped off the non-existent dust on his hands with a handkerchief.

There was still an amiable and kind smile on his face, but now Shota Aizawa realized belatedly that there was no trace of a smile in those eyes at all.

The bloody smell permeated the dark basement, Higuchi Ichiyo couldn't help but curled up his fingers.

She didn't see clearly when the old man named Kadokawa knocked down the boy? She didn't even see the phantom!She is just an ordinary mafia assistant who can use a gun, and her combat power is not enough in front of those with supernatural powers, but if she doesn't make a move, she doesn't know if the boy will die next time.

what to do?Do you want to be an undercover agent?Even if the boy was saved, how could she get him out from under the eyelids of the supernatural being who was seriously injured?

Her conscience seemed to be burning on the fire, but it still couldn't show half of it on the surface.

Yumi Ito in front of her took the medical blood sampling tube that Kadokawa handed to her, and mercilessly splashed the blood on Shota Aizawa's face, muttering something.

The temperature in the already cold basement dropped sharply, and Ichiyo Higuchi saw himself exhaling clouds of white air anxiously.

Through the blood covering his eyes, Aizawa Shota looked at the blood-red and crowded world in horror.

Is this still a human world?

Countless black monsters with grotesque shapes filled the entire basement. They rushed towards me on the floor like a raging black tide, scrambling to get into my body.

crunch.

He seemed to hear the sound of his soul being devoured.

Are you going to die here?

Aizawa Shota suddenly remembered his sister.

That woman? She won't know she's dead, will she...

But that's good too, she can finally live a brand new life without burdens, she should be able to laugh from the bottom of her heart again.

"Shota!"

Shota Aizawa suddenly opened his eyes? This voice...

Yes? Sister!

"sister……"

boom--

The door of the basement was kicked away, and Aizawa Shota looked hopefully at the door of the basement.

There? Empty, no one he wanted to see?.

But he heard the whining voice of the elder sister whom he met yesterday?

"He really doesn't think it's too tight to carry this stuff? Are you panicking?"

The author has something to say: Male classmate A: Yuuji, don't you want to go to the beach together during summer vacation?

Male classmate B (begging): That's right, let's go together, I feel so boring without Yuji.

Yuji Yuzhang (embarrassed smile): Although I really want to go, but I can't, I have to help grandpa's hot spring house.

Male classmate B: That's really helpless...huh?Isn't that Mioko?Wow, there is a luxury car to pick me up~

Male student A: Huh?Is Mioko's family well off?Yuji, do you know?

Knotabayu Yuji (blushing): How do I know...

Male classmate B: Don't pretend to be too much, don't you like Mioko?

Yuji Yuzhang (shame): Don't talk nonsense, I'm leaving first!See you next semester!

Male classmate A: Hey, I hope that when we meet next semester, you will no longer be an elementary school chick~

In a hidden place at the back corner of the school, Yuji Tibon was quietly looking at Mioko who was kissed by a man in the car, that innocent face had a strange expression he had never seen before.

"Admit it, Knotabayu Yuji, the one you like is a slut."

"Shut up, Su Nan."

At the entrance of the empty alley, there is only the lonely back of Tibon Yuji alone.

Nagasaki Wild Rose knocked out the last full stop, gulped down a mouthful of fat house water, and let out a loud belch happily.

Admit it!Knotweed Yujin, you are my source of inspiration!

感谢在2021-02-2501:08:47~2021-02-2612:07:59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 who cast the landmine: 1 summer oil pan in the first grade of Chunai High School;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 100 bottles of ice inflammation kylin;

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