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Back in Academy City, Yuriko Suzuke once had such a simple and small wish.

—wanted to look outside.

——What is the outside of the academy like?

In the spring afternoon, the sun is warm.

It was the weekend, and the commercial street was much busier than usual.

—but only a lot.

The tense strings scattered with a bang, making people relax. At the same time, those complicated emotions that had been suppressed for a week, like a messy net that could not be untied, rushed out at the moment.

Irritability, stress, depression.

Perhaps those who were joking with their companions did not know that three or two ugly monsters suddenly formed in the invisible state of the black mist that lingered around them.

Or wandering in the air with grinning teeth, or entrenched on the body of passers-by.

At this moment, a young man stopped in his tracks.

The girl beside him who was holding his arm intimately looked up at him and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

The man couldn't tell what was wrong, and his expression was a little dazed: "My head seemed to be heavy just now?"

He tried hard to analyze for a while.

"It's like there's something pressed in there."

"But there's nothing there." The girl subconsciously glanced at the top of the other's head as early as when he finished speaking, but there was nothing above the other's short black and smooth hair.

"It's an illusion. Xing Jun must be too busy recently to feel this trance."

The girl leaned tightly beside her again.

"Then it's decided like this! Today is the big battle of 'Let Xing-kun fall asleep contentedly'!"

"Eh?! Don't make decisions on your own, it's obviously a shopping day."

"Never mind—I don't care—"

The young couple who were fighting and leaving passed by a shop, and through the polished glass mirror above, it reflected the dark figure standing on top of the man's head, with his arms stretched out to wrap them around them.

Yuriko Suzuke stood behind the two of them, staring sideways at the mirror, a calm, pale and sickly face was reflected.

It turned out to be the case.

Do these strange creatures not exist in the consciousness of ordinary people?

It cannot be seen or touched, and only a few people with sensitive five senses will notice it.

this power.

Compared with the science side, it is more like a product of the magic side.

Yuriko Suzuki thought casually.

Although the system is different, it is just a simple and boring calculation problem, right?

The principle that can be analyzed with a little observation really makes people feel no sense of accomplishment.

She didn't pay any more attention, she just turned around and walked forward with her hands in her pockets.

Through the crowd, against the current.

The moment he stepped out of the intersection of the street, there was a slight "poof" in the air behind him.

Above the street, from an unseen perspective, all the unremarkable monsters exploded at the same time.

Like a gorgeous but hidden fireworks.

I don't know how long it took before two men with big bags and small bags rushed to the bustling street.

Whether it's an outstanding appearance or an exceptional height advantage, they can't help but attract attention.

"It's too late."

The white-haired man pulled off his glasses and put them between his nose, revealing his clear blue eyes.

With the gift-like ability of the six eyes of the Wutiao family, they frantically spy on the remnants of the curse spirit.

but,

"There's no filth from unfamiliar spells, uh-."

A look of interest appeared on Gojo Satoru's face,

"It's amazing, Jay. It's as if the spirits popped and exploded."

"In any case, this task is considered complete."

Xia Youjie didn't have extra thoughts, but he just held the shopping bag helplessly, and faintly discerned the words xx dessert on it: "Now can you take it by yourself?"

If Wujo Wufei hadn't clamored to buy the limited desserts first after receiving the task, he wouldn't be preempted by others now.

But it doesn't matter, does it?

It doesn't matter whether it's a well-meaning conjurer passing by or anyone else.

The ordinary people who are busy are not affected, and this time they have fulfilled their due duties well.

Gojo Satoru crossed his hands behind his head, and the sunglasses once again covered his eyes that had been glimpsed in surprise.

"I don't want it."

He turned around wearily.

He didn't find any clues about the filthy abnormality of the curse spirit. The person who made the shot was either extra cautious or had special spells—of course, these two points have been ruled out. over these.

Then there is only a little left.

The guy who wiped out countless curse spirits in an instant has no magic power at all.

Can pure sex power reach this point?

Gojo Satoru didn't know, and he didn't want to know, but he couldn't track it down, which made him feel a little depressed.

After all, this is a rare episode in the boring life of exorcising curse spirits.

Surprisingly, Yuriko Suzuke was stopped by someone while passing by a racetrack.

"There is something unclean behind you."

The racetrack—to be precise, on the long steps at the entrance of the racetrack, a black-haired man sat in a very casual sitting posture, his black hair was fine and messy, and the wide open neckline revealed smooth muscle lines inside.

He was born with a lazy and ruffian look in his eyebrows and eyes, his facial features were handsome and deep, and his lips smiled wantonly: "It's a third-level curse spirit, and has been following you. Do you often feel chills on your back during this time?"

Level three curse spirit, is this called a curse spirit?

Yuriko Suzuki didn't make a sound, waiting for his next words.

"Do you want me to help, as long as [-] yen, no, [-] yen."

The black-haired and blue-eyed man finally revealed his true intentions, and his eyes shone slightly as he looked at Yuriko Suzuke.

It was the look of looking at a wallet.

Yuriko Suzuko thought so.

She looked away coldly: "don't bother."

In the next second, the third-level curse spirit following behind paused, and then, the whole body exploded from the inside out, black mist dripped on the ground and dissipated in the air.

Yuriko Suzuke kept walking forward.

The man on the steps clicked his tongue regretfully, but his expression didn't fluctuate at all. He leaned on the steps boredly, staring directly at the slightly glaring sunlight without avoiding it.

Betting on horses used up all his savings before, but his luck was too bad and he lost everything. He just saw a young girl passing by. Thinking that the other party turned out to be a hidden stubble.

How should I put it, are young people so strong now?

Known as the "Sorcerer Killer", Zenyuan Shier was spreading his thoughts, but he heard the familiar, unhurried footsteps.

He looked down and saw that the girl who had already left went back and forth, holding a trembling super magic spirit in her hand.

The other party's eyes were dark red close to the color of blood, without any superfluous expression, as if what was being held in his hand was not a dangerous, struggling special magic spirit, but some ordinary package.

There was a smile on her lips, and her voice clearly reached Chanyuan Shier's ears.

"Kill it, and I'll give you 1000 million."

A windfall.

Zenyuan Shier stood up, looked at the thin girl, and sneered, "Do you have that much money?"

It looks so small and looks like an underage, can you really get 1000 million?

Zenyuan Shier admitted that he was a little moved by this proposal. After all, killing a super is nothing more than a warm-up for him.

It's just that if the other party is talking to the white wolf, the loss outweighs the gain.

Yuriko Suzuke had been to the bank earlier, and found that she could use all the money in her card.

That was a huge sum of money that she had saved in various experimental institutions for more than ten years, and she could not squander it in a few lifetimes.

"Of course." She raised her hand and raised the super magic spirit, without explaining too much, just repeating it again and again.

"Kill it, 1000 million."

She let go of her hand, and the special-level curse spirit suddenly opened its body, roaring, and rushed towards her with a roar.

The man on the steps stood where he was, staring at the girl below, and after a while, the figure of the other party disappeared suddenly, and the next second, the huge body of the super curse spirit was cut in half from the back, and fell unwillingly on the ground. On the ground, a cloud of black mist was dispersed.

Zenyuan Shier shook off the black mist remaining on the spell tool, and looked at the girl who was waiting on the sidelines.

The girl didn't speak, but just threw something over. He raised his hand to catch it very quickly, pinched the crumpled paper ball in his hand, and spread it out little by little.

A check for 1000.

Zenyuan Shier couldn't help but clicked his tongue again.

It's really annoying, now brat.

However, the brief entrustment was over, the money was already in hand, and Zenyuan Shier didn't express any further opinions, and turned around and walked towards the racetrack.

But when he walked through the long stairs, he noticed that the girl who was supposed to leave followed silently.

what is this?Is there any commission?

No, could it be... Interested in him?

Seemingly noticing the gaze of Zenyuan Shier, Lily Suzuki raised her eyes wearily.

"I just wanted to see what it's like to bet on a horse that loses money."

In Academy City, Yuriko Suzuke rarely had such an opportunity, and she had never heard of such a money-spending activity.

And looking at the man in front of him before, he must have been sitting on the steps and sighing after losing badly.

Suzuko Yuriko suddenly became a little bit interested.

Really. Every time I lost my money, I lost my money. Zenyuan Shier was caught off guard by the words just now, and felt that the other party was mocking him brightly.

but!

Betting on horses, it's normal to win and lose, not to mention that he hasn't won before.

It's just that the number of times you lose far exceeds the number of times you win.

Zenyuan even thought,

As long as he has money, as long as he has the principal, he can definitely turn things around.

-

Lost, lost.

The 1000 million that Zenyuan Shier had just obtained was all gone in the racetrack.

The man who had returned from a windfall to a clean-fingered man lowered his head in a daze, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered that the little rich woman who came with him before also bought a horse racing ticket like him.

I don't know how it is now.

Zenyuan Shier looked around the field, trying to find the figure of the other party, but the racetrack was full of people coming and going, and the crowd was so dense that he couldn't find him at all.

Forget it.

It's none of my business anyway.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the white hair flashing by in the corner.

?

The little rich woman also has gray hair.

found it?

He walked over, and it was indeed the girl who had just spent tens of millions of dollars. Only at this time did he know the reason why he hadn't seen her before.

There were circles and circles of people around the girl, men, women, young and old, all with excited faces, chirping and shouting something.

"Win again!"

"How many rounds did this hit?"

"My God, the funds have doubled several times!"

After finally squeezing in, Zenyuan Shier noticed that the other party had the same stack of coupons as him.

But the only difference is that in his hand, all of them were missed without any accident, but in the other party's hand, every horse racing ticket was not missed.

The principal piled on top of the principal, round after round, and the girl's funds were tumbling visibly with the naked eye.

In a way, this is God's blessing.

It's amazing.

Zenyuan Shier watched the other party bet calmly, and felt that the girl's body was shining at this moment.

This is the luster of money.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuriko Suzuke finally got tired of the simple and drowsy horse betting, got up and went to the exchange desk, where she exchanged stacks of coupons for checks of the same amount.

And this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money that makes everyone jealous.

I don't know how many people have been eyeing her for a long time, and now they are in groups of threes and twos, ready to move in the dark.

Zenyuan Shier put his hands in his pockets, stood beside her very skillfully and naturally, walking side by side with her.

Lily of Suzuki glanced at him: "It's you."

Zenyuan Shi Er shrugged: "Yeah, was it an accident?"

"Accident." Yuriko Suzuke thought of what she saw when she was betting on a horse, and said unceremoniously: "I thought you would walk out dejectedly."

After all, he lost everything.

"It's really merciless." Zenyuan even changed a bit, and glanced behind him: "Hey, someone is watching you."

"I know."

The malicious eyes of those people almost poked her into a sieve, and any fool knew that they would definitely follow.

"Then you are still so bold to come out?"

"Isn't there still you?"

"what?"

Zenyuan Shier finally showed the first blank expression in history without any emotion.

Lily of the Bell family was not affected at all, and said naturally: "You will solve it."

"It's as simple as eating and drinking, isn't it?"

"No, I have no reason." Zenyuan Shier came back to his senses, and looked at the girl with more interest in his eyes: "The group of guys are old customers of the racetrack, and many of them are acquainted with shareholders. I still think about it." If you want to stand up there, how can you offend them just to help you?"

Yuriko Suzuke stopped suddenly, looked at him, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "As long as you and I are on the same side, I think you will make a move."

"Oh? Like?"

Zenyuan Shier asked casually, but felt that something was suddenly stuffed into his hand.

He lowered his head and saw that it was just exchanged by the girl from the racetrack, and there was still a thick stack of checks still warm.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of Lily of Bellaceae sounded from the side.

"Now, these are yours."