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Pushing Osamu Dazai away was almost a subconscious action, a strand of black hair on the forehead of the young man was cut off, and fell silently to the ground.

[Disqualification in the World] has failed.

Recognizing this, Erika got up from the ground, clenched her fists, and fixed her eyes on the curse floating in midair.

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Why does the special curse appear here?

【"It was originally not a task assigned to you. Conjurers who participated in the rating should avoid acting alone."】

When Yidizhi said this, he looked hesitant, and his tone was momentarily confused and embarrassed.

Erika grasped the dangerous thought that flashed through her mind.

Is someone in the decision-making circle of the magic world going to get rid of her?

The heart in the chest was pounding, and its rhythm was out of control, which made the girl's breathing become a little messy.

【"I promised them that next time Erika behaves strangely, I will get rid of it myself."】

【"Don't you know? That guy cursed you after you died."】

Gojo Satoru's words rang in his ears, and Erika's pupils seemed to dilate for a moment, but they quickly returned to normal.

"Hey, it's a super class. Do you need my help, host? You haven't borrowed my power for a long time, are you saving money to buy something~"

The tone of the system in my mind became high-pitched, and it chattered endlessly with Erika, looking very excited.

"Well, but did you, the host, promise that the character [Idizhi] would run away if he couldn't beat it? After calculation, the possibility of the host running away with the character [Osamu Dazai] is 1.6%, and I am planning for you..."

——What are you?

The heartbeat and breathing returned to normal rhythm, Erika calmed down.

Originally, she wanted to wait until everything was over to go back and ask, but Erika couldn't bear it anymore.

She interrupted the system, her azure eyes looked like the gloomy deep sea.

The voice of the system seemed innocent and confused: "What do you mean?"

It started, pretending to be stupid.

Erika, who has been with this self-proclaimed system guy for a while, is familiar with its routines.

She knew it was a curse, and she also said before that it doesn't matter whether it is a curse or not, as long as there is a relationship of interest, they can coexist.

But now it seems that it is probably not an ordinary curse.

Gojo Satoru could see it, but he didn't get rid of it. Before recovering his memory, he even said that he got rid of her by himself instead of getting rid of the curse on her.

The curse has become one with her.

If it is exorcised, she may die too.

——I said you, you exist for me to play BE.

When Erika said this in her head, she was extremely calm.

——It doesn’t matter whether you like it or [Erika Atobe]’s diary, did you make it up to mislead me?

Before coming to this world, Erika was just a carefree high school student. She was very smart, but she had no time to think hard.

But now it's different.

A huge amount of information gathered in her mind, slowly building a logical chain.

【"Who reminded you of the past."】

When he met "Xia Youjie" in the Conjuration High School, he once said this to her.

This is the reason why he killed [Atobe Erika].

Erika hadn't figured out what this meant before, but now, it's very simple and clear.

The only way to get rid of the curse on her is to let her die as a carrier.

If that diary is fake, then [Atobe Erika] might not have been killed by someone else at all, she might have tried to get rid of the curse on her body by committing suicide, but failed for some reason.

It was probably caused by the curse that occupied Xia Youjie's body.

——Don’t you want to answer me?

"..."

The curse who called himself "system" fell silent after Erika asked the first question. Erika was a little angry, but now is not the time to be angry.

"Please do me a favor, Dazai-san."

Erika took a deep breath, her chest heaving, her voice quieted down.

At least let Osamu Dazai live...

"It's already done, Erika."

The young man's tone was loose and relaxed, his hands were in his pockets, and there was absolutely no fear of facing invisible things on his face.

Osamu Dazai was not afraid of death.

"Ten minutes ago, when Erika was playing with her mobile phone, I asked Chuya to find Yosano-san."

Erika turned her head to look at him in astonishment.

What should I say, Osamu Dazai is indeed much smarter than her.

"But for Dazai-san, it will be troublesome for Mr. Yosano-san's ability to work."

Erika suddenly felt relieved, and she looked at Osamu Dazai with a slight smile in her eyes.

"You must live a long life."

【"You must live a long life."】

Osamu Dazai's eyes widened uncontrollably.

The little stray dog ​​who followed behind him also learned to manipulate people's hearts at some point.

Erika pushed him away when he was in a daze, and the falling [curtain] erased her figure little by little.The golden back is obviously slender and thin, but it looks tall and firm.

She turned her head and didn't look at him again.

"So, please wait for me for a while."

The reason why Erika didn't want Osamu Dazai to be there was simple.

The first-level spell spirit is fine, but for the super-level spell spirit, she has to do her best just to fight.

It was the same when I fought against a real person last time.

Fortunately, Zhenren didn't seem to want to hurt Fu Heihui, who was unconscious at the time.

The moment she put down the [tent], the super magic spirit who had been watching her subconsciously rushed towards Osamu Dazai, but before it rushed out of the range of the [tent], it was stopped halfway by Erika's spell.

The curse that lost the target that it wanted to get started to become angry.

【"I am going to kill you."】

Like when she met [Tian Chunlili], Erika heard the curse spirit speak again, and Erika felt that this might have something to do with the "system" in her mind.

【"The guy who broke me up with Mr. XX—I'm going to kill you——!!"】

Its voice suddenly became sharp, so loud that it seemed to pierce Erika's eardrums.

The surrounding air flowed rapidly, and the wind blade set off by the curse split the concrete floor, creating a huge gully more than one meter deep.

It is an ability somewhat similar to her technique.

Erika, who avoided it, touched the wound on her cheek, stared at the bright red on her fingertips, and began to think about how to deal with her.

【"Yes, that's right, as long as I kill you, Mr. XX will only belong to me."】

【"If you scratch your face, Mr. XX will definitely like me."】

The human-shaped curse suddenly widened its eyes, made a gurgling sound from its throat, and the expression on its face became distorted.

It just opened its arms in mid-air, laughing maniacally.

In the next second, a bloodstain exploded on its face, and Erika's sudden attack caused its flesh to open, half of its eyeball hanging out alone.

"it's a pity."

Erika lengthened the ending, and looked very regretful.

"Because your smile is not gorgeous, so I wonder if it would be better to cut off your head."

In the silent air, only the sound of the girl clasping her hands resounded.

She frowned at the curse that pursed her lips.

"Ah, do you want me to teach you how to be popular? It's the unique aesthetics of the Atobe family."

"I want to tell you because you and I have a special hit. You must accept it gratefully. After all, it is a treatment that no one else has."

She tilted her head very cutely, but there was no smile in the raised brows, and the cold winter snow seemed to be blowing in those blue eyes.

"First of all, it is a very vicious act to say something that scratches a girl's face. Girls are the treasures of the world, so you should take good care of them."

"You will be hated mercilessly if you say such a thing."

"So—come on, the first step of transformation is to let you shut up your twittering."

……

The sound of the building collapsing broke the calm, just as Erika expected, the curse that lost her mind gave up the long-distance battle with her, it rushed towards her screaming, trying to pinch her with its black nails into her neck.

She smiled at the finger in front of her that was cursing Su Nuo on her chest, and her calm expression showed an inaccessible sharpness.

Almost at the same time that her neck was broken, golden lotuses bloomed at her feet.

Erika once again opened up the field.

Anyway, in her domain, everything will be fed back to the locked curse spirit.

Since she can't defeat it by herself.

At least die together, right?

The so-called conjurer is the existence of exorcising curses.However, curses are spread all over the world, but most of the magicians are concentrated in Japan.

So all the conjurers in Japan became social animals.

This is also the reason why Otoko Yuta, who is a super conjurer, is often on business trips even though he is only in his teens.

Business trips are fine, and each business trip will last for several months.

Compared with the conscientious Otogu Yuta, the strongest Gojo Satoru is much willful. He only does it when he wants to do it, and often says [today's weather is not suitable for travel] [the cake shop next door in Kanagawa will sell limited quantities of wagashi tomorrow] grounds for refusal.

There is even the experience of hanging up the phone of the angry other party while saying "Moses, Moses~ I can't hear what you are talking about".

But this time is different.

Because it was an invitation sent directly from the British government, those high-level guys used the friendship between the two countries as an excuse to whisper in his ears for several hours.

"It's really annoying."

Gojo Satoru, who casually squeezed a magic spirit into a ball shape for bowling, complained.

"It's all your fault, so don't complain."

Gojo Satoru lifted his foot and stepped on the curse spirit that had rolled to the bottom of his feet. He crushed it mercilessly, but did not crush it on purpose.

Then, he kicked the curse that was about to cry out from under his feet like a football.

Right in the back of Qihai Jianren's head.

Nanami Jianren, who had been hit on the head, clenched his fists. He wiped out the curse spirits around him, and turned his head to stare at Gojo Satoru.

"What are you crazy about?"

Gojo Satoru hummed twice.

"People like Qihai who are not accompanied by cute girls will not understand, I will be very lonely if I leave Eri for a second."

"And besides, the thought of those annoying flies circling Erika when I'm not around makes me sick."

"It's all Qihai's fault. If Qihai didn't make a small report last time, the relationship between Erika and I will definitely develop rapidly."

Jianren Qihai watched silently as Gojo Satoru woke up the curse spirit who was pretending to be dead, and then hit a home run like a baseball.

The curse spirits in the air crackled and exploded into a pile.

Jianren Nanami pushed down his glasses, "If you mean your students, I think they are more suitable for Atobe than you."

They are the same age after all.

Recently, TV Tokyo’s late-night program was broadcasting a TV series called "A virgin at the age of 30 seems to become a magician". Jianren Nanami watched it for a while and felt that Gojo Satoru would almost become a magician in two years. .

No matter how you want to pursue a fifteen or sixteen-year-old female student, it is very inappropriate.

Jianren Qihai thought so honestly, but the air seemed to be silent for a moment.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, raised his jaw slightly, and drew an arc in the air.

The pair of blue eyes behind his sunglasses stared closely at Jianren Qihai, obviously he hadn't said anything yet, but he showed a frightening sense of oppression.

"Just say it's a joke."

"..."

"If you don't say it, I will really kill you."

Before the surrounding curse spirits could gather, the existence was wiped out in an instant.

Jianren Qihai was not threatened by Gojo Satoru, but frowned.

"It's only been more than half a month since Atobe enrolled, why did you suddenly become so obsessed with her?"

In the phone calls and text messages before, Jianren Qihai always thought that Gojo Satoru was just playing tricks abnormally.

But he was serious just now.

Will you be able to like this to this extent in half a month?

"It's not half a month." Gojo Satoru looked away, and he stood loosely with his hands in his pockets, "If I count every time I live to be 60 years old, I have known Eri for hundreds of years. "

Well, Gojo Satoru is completely insane.

Qihai Jianren took out his mobile phone, thinking about whether to report this matter to the higher-ups.

After all, conjurers have more or less psychological problems, and not many people know of the existence of conjurers, and the schedule of appointments for psychiatrists is quite tight.

A guy like Gojo Satoru, who is overconfident, looks like he has never seen a psychiatrist, so he is getting more and more abnormal.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about Nanami Jianren's actions at all, he used his toes to crush the squashed curse spirit back and forth, just like treating a toy for decompression.

"It's too much, obviously I'm the one who has known Erika the longest, but Erika never chose me once."

"Sometimes I think it would be good to just tie Erika by my side, but Erika is too timid, maybe some strange idea will pop up in her mind and die."

"Hello, Seven Seas."

Jianren Nanami raised his head and saw the enlarged version of Gojo Satoru's approaching face.

"Just say it's a joke."

"..."

Why did this guy go back again?

Qihai Jianren complained silently in his heart.

He would not violate his conscience just because of Gojo Satoru's threat.

Jianren Qihai who was thinking this way just opened his mouth when the phone in his hand vibrated.

It was Erika Atobe's message. Nanami Jianren briefly browsed it, and it seemed that he was asking about the method of tracking the curse spirit.

Why did you suddenly ask this, is it a mission?A senior magician without guidance?

The wrinkles between Jianren Qihai's brows deepened.

If he remembered correctly, Atobe Erika should not have received the rating of a conjurer, and should not be able to perform tasks alone.

Something bad.

"Five."

"Ok?"

"Is there any secret about Atobe that you didn't tell me?"

"..."

Gojo Satoru stared at Qihai Jianren for two seconds, and snatched his mobile phone.

He crushed Jianren Qihai's cell phone.

This time it wasn't intentional, he was just too angry and didn't control the spell power well.

"I will pay you back."

Gojo Satoru threw the scrapped electronic product to Nanami Jianren, and he tried to call Erika, but there was no answer on the other end of the phone.

Gojo Satoru's expression turned cold, he lowered his eyes, and pulled out Yijizhi's phone number.

"Where is Erika?"

"If you dare to lie to me, you will die, Yidizhi."

"I don't care, drive the car back, let me forgive you when I hear Erika's voice."

The vocal cords were suppressed and trembling, Wujo Wu's five fingers tightened, the indecent smile that had been maintained at the corners of his lips disappeared, and his brows and eyes became indifferent, revealing a sharp sense of danger.

Gojo Satoru didn't hang up the phone, and didn't allow Yidizhi to hang up. He heard the sound of the speeding car, and he pursed his lips patiently.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

In the past sixteen worlds, he has witnessed Erika's death every time.

His memory revived in the girl's blood, deepening his love like a curse.

But this world is different.

He remembered everything when Erika was alive and kicking.

In this world, he must be able to change something.

No one can take Erika from him again.

But now, Gojo Satoru's reason and self-confidence are collapsing bit by bit.

The mantra in his body was rushing wildly, Gojo Gou had a lot of effort not to crush his mobile phone.

But fortunately, the spell he left on Erika's body was not triggered, that is to say, Erika's life should not be in danger now.

Gojo Satoru comforted himself in this way.

There was the sound of braking on the other end of the phone, followed by Yidizhi's hurried footsteps.

Wujo Wu waited without saying a word, but before Yidizhi reported the situation to him, with a snap, the thread in Wujo Wu's head broke.

He opened his eyes wide, looking at his trembling fingers in disbelief.

The spell he left on Erika's body has just been triggered.

Something was slowly tearing apart, and for a split second, even Wujo Satoru himself couldn't tell whether it was the killing intent or the pain surging in his heart.

"Is there anything you want to tell me, Yizhi?"

With the last hope in his arms, he asked Yi Dizhi on the other end of the phone.

Yi Dizhi was silent for a long time before speaking.

"Atobe classmate, she..."

His voice trembled.

"...it seems to have stopped breathing."

"..."

The mobile phone in Gojo Satoru's hand turned into powder, and before the communication was completely cut off, he heard the voice from the other end of the phone.

"What have you done, Dazai?"

A cold, depressing voice.

It was Nakahara Chuya who was late.