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Su Nuo's appearance in the middle of the night didn't seem to have disturbed the school. After that, Erika made a little inquiry with Knotweed Yuren, and found that the other party had no memory of being seized by Su Nuo at all.

Although the process was a bit bumpy, it was a great success anyway.

Erika heard the news that Gojo Satoru was sent abroad on a business trip early the next morning, so the task of substitute teacher naturally fell on the shoulders of the only serious elder in the school, Nanami Jianren.

Unlike Wujo Satoru, Nanami Jianren did not adopt a laissez-faire policy because of [Atobe Erika]'s past experience as a magician, but seriously taught her the theoretical knowledge about how to use magic power.

Things seem to be finally on the right track.

Not forgetting the fact that she was still on credit with the system, Erika found a part-time job nearby after school.

A cashier at a convenience store—if it was such a simple job, she could still do it.

only……

"How many jobs have you had, Kinomoto?" Facing the familiar face, Erika pondered for a moment, then made a doubtful voice.

"Why, you really don't want to see me?" Momoya Kinomoto held a can of milk in his hand, he stopped arranging the goods, squinted at Erika, his voice was cold, and his expression was unrecognizable what emotion.

"No, just a little ashamed."

"Oh." Kinomoto looked away. He didn't know what was written on the receipt of the goods. He pressed the button of the ballpoint pen with his thumb and put it back in the pocket of his uniform. "That's really sorry."

"..."

Appeared! [Atobe Erika] The poisonous tongue attribute described in the diary!

The phone in her pocket vibrated, Erika closed the drawer of the cash register and opened the phone screen.

[Realist]: Let me tell you, Erika~ Lehu went against the plan today and got into big trouble~￣▽￣～

Thanks, but don't want to know.

[Realist]: It's disgusting, it's obviously Leuhu's fault, but that guy Xia Youjie is actually blaming me.

[Realist]: How about it, is it too much?

No, it's not too much at all. For the sake of peace in the magic world, you'd better fight among yourself, so that nothing will happen.

Although Erika didn't respond to a single message, the curse spirit on the other side of the phone was still sending messages persistently.

At first, Erika would be shocked by the other party's ridiculously fast typing speed, but then she became numb.

"It should still be class time."

Apparently noticing the slight change in Erika's expression, Kinomoto Momoya asked.

Eri took a pause and quickly realized: "I didn't participate in club activities, so I have more free time in the afternoon."

In fact, the study time of the High School of Conjuration is quite free.

Except for theoretical classes, actual combat takes up most of the time. If there is a time when the spell spirits are less active, they will be as idle as they are now.

Kinomoto Momoya's gaze stayed on Erika's face for a moment, probably not finding any clues, he chuckled lightly, turned his face away and did not speak again.

But the fact is that although Kinomoto Momoya is not a character who likes to take the initiative to talk, she cannot escape the fate of being talked to.

Looking at Kinomoto who was surrounded by female high school students in different uniforms within a short while, Erika suddenly understood why this convenience store had the highest hourly wages.

Although the highest is only [-] yen.

System: "This is the normal part-time income level in Tokyo, so don't dislike the host."

Erika: Really, I don't believe it.

system:"?"

Erika thought for a while, and vaguely remembered that when she went out to play with Yuanzi before, in order to ask others to take care of the cheese, the price she offered was [-] yen an hour.

System: "What is cheese?"

Erika: It is a cheese cat picked up on the road and raised in the garden.

System: "Damn capitalism."

Erika glanced at the hour hand that had just passed one frame, and fell into a brief silence.

Erika: Although, but, shouldn't I be the one to scold?

"Ah, by the way, Kinomoto-kun!" Erika heard the female high school student next to Kinomoto lower her voice, her eyes flickered, she looked mysterious, and her smile became shy after a while, "Your tomorrow afternoon have time?"

Although the rhythm of work was disrupted, Kinomoto Momoya did not show any impatient look.He lowered his head and glanced at the girl, the hair on his forehead fell down, casting a shadow in his brown eyes.

"Sorry, I have to work."

With a slightly invisible arc on the corner of her lips, Momoya Kinomoto politely rejected the other party.

Erika was not surprised to hear the uniform and deafening screams.

In addition, Erika saw a small magic spirit slowly emerging from the hair behind the neck of the girl who was rejected by Kinomoto.

Very weak, not to the extent that it will hurt life.

It just poked its head out tremblingly, and sniffed while looking at Erika.

It didn't know what it smelled, but its expression suddenly became terrified, and it screamed, and quickly got back into the girl's loose hair.

During this period, Erika kept looking at Momoya Kinomoto from the corner of her eye.

After all, in [Atobe Erika]'s diary, Kinomoto Toya should be able to see the existence of the curse spirit.However, whether it was the last time when Maki and his party from the Zen Academy came, or now, his gaze never stayed on the mantra.

"Does Kinomoto-kun know about conjurers?"

After the guests left, Erika asked Kinomoto Momoya.

Momoya Kinomoto, who was staring at the blond girl in front of her, just narrowed her eyes slightly after a moment of silence, "Are you suffering from a second-year illness?" without showing much surprise.

……

Stop pretending! !Obviously you already know that your sister is a magical girl!What is the difference between a magician and a magical girl!

Erika gave up on asking for news from Kinomoto.

The mobile phone placed on the cash register vibrated again, and Erika knew who sent the message even if she didn't read the message.

[Realist]: So boring~ You are still alive, but Xia You and the others won't let me come to you.

[Realist]: Hey, you won't betray us, Erika?

betray……?

Erika unlocked the phone screen and fell into deep thought involuntarily.

No, it's not right, according to the first copy of [Atobe Erika]'s diary, she should have not agreed to join forces with the curse spirits.

Did something else happen during the days missing from the diary?

Flicking her fingertips across the screen, Erika replied to the real person's message for the first time.

[Eri Flower]: I said it.

[Erika]: Google the Armstrong cyclotron jet Armstrong Cannon, I'll blow your heads off with that thing.

It is the original words of [Atobe Erika], so it should not be revealed.

While waiting for the reply from the curse spirit on the opposite side, Erika put the goods needed by the guests into the bag.

"It's [-] yen in total."

She raised her head and said to the guest in front of her.

In the next second, the pupils narrowed slightly in surprise.

"Ciao."

Familiar Italian.

The man in front of him raised the brim of his hat, lowered his black eyes, and smiled gracefully on his pale lips.

"Is there anything strange about my face, ma'am?"

The [-] defense methods that flashed through my mind came to an abrupt end.

--Very good.

"No, I was rude, sorry."

——Reborn has no memory of being captured!

However, just as Erihua breathed a sigh of relief, a hearty male voice raised her vigilance again.

"You are here! Reborn."

With a sword tied up with gray cloth behind his back, Takeshi Yamamoto walked into this small convenience store in a decent suit.

There was a smile on his face that was completely different from his mafia identity, and his eyes stopped for a while when they touched Erika in front of Reborn.

"Yo, I didn't expect to meet you here, Erika."

"you recognize?"

"Ah, I helped in Dad's shop before."

"Ok?"

Reborn tilted his head, staring at the girl in front of him with a calm and indifferent gaze.

"Erika."

He repeated the name that Takeshi Yamamoto said, slowly, as if he was trying to chew something out.

While the Adam's apple was rolling, the slender and strong fingers lowered the brim of the hat, and black shadows fell into those bottomless eyes.

Erika heard the man in front of her laugh with great interest.

"It is indeed a very suitable name for you."

The author has something to say: *Thank you [Never Winter Snow] for the nutrient solution!

[Small Theater-About Erika after I started to seriously think about how to make money]

Erika: I found a way to get rich quick

System (after thinking): Shocked!We can't do criminal things, please be sober, host!

Erika (confused): Is it illegal to buy stocks?

System (pretending to have no unclean thoughts): ...so that's it

(after a few days)

System: The appearance of an attackable object is detected, please host...

Erika: shut up

system:?

Erika: You affected my stock price limit

#About the matter of earning favorability to support myself since I have made a fortune by speculating in stocks#

System: ...you should be sober. This is an otome game, not a business game! ! !