As we all know, winding zero is a human being

Zero always doesn't know where the accident will come out and punch him, it's like after closing his eyes forever this time, he finds that he has become a fish that slipped through the net.

It has been a month since he floated in mid-air, and in the translucent state, his shadow cannot be reflected in the mirror or on the calm water, and he will pass through anything he wants to touch.

At first, his heart skipped a beat, thinking that something was going to close the loop, he shouted daba and waited for the system sound to arrive.

He just waited for a month and he didn't get anything, and he even attended his own funeral by the way.

The day of the funeral, which had no cards, was still sunny, and I was forced to float in the distance to watch for a while. The flowers grown in the greenhouse were shivering in the cold wind, and the petals easily fell to the ground.

Well—he was indeed forced to come here, even after becoming a ghostly existence even more ghostly than a ghost, his actions cannot be separated from the [-]-meter range around Wu Mi.

So who is the instigator of this situation, the family members know it in their hearts.

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From noon to dusk, people always came to visit him one after another in this remote corner of the cemetery.

The atmosphere is more solemn. Among the people in black formal suits, Dazai Osamu in that beige windbreaker looks a bit conspicuous, but this time he seems to be a man once, and he rubbed Atsushi Nakajima's head but said nothing. Did not say.

A colleague who used to be a neighbor was also very capable. He smuggled in a few cans of beer without telling the cemetery administrator, which seemed to be the brand that he casually said tasted good.

With his back against the evergreen tree trunk, Oni Wu Tsuji watched these people come and go with no expression on his face, his eyes without warmth resting on any one of them.

It wasn't until it was dark that he realized something, either angry or annoyed or something else, he seemed to feel meaningless about the half-day he had wasted.

——Indeed, after having an endless life, it is impossible for him to be pushed by the torrent of time. Whether he walks forward or looks backward, he is above it, and no one can force him to do anything.

Zero didn't pay much attention when passing by Miss Jiarui, and it wasn't until the other party retreated a little to the side instead of passing straight through that Zero realized that something was wrong.

"……Eh???"

"you--"

"Shh."

Miss Jiarui made a soft sound without turning her head. This voice seemed to be captured by Wu Mi. When he turned around, it seemed that there was a sense of danger that could not be ignored in the eerie calm. The zeros can't help but drift backwards.

"Who are you talking to? The conjurer?"

How long has it been, and has been hiding it all the time, Wu Mi is indeed becoming more and more able to act.

How come he didn't even notice this mess that has become a mess under the calmness.

With a smirk, she seems to be very proficient in this kind of trickery: "There is no one. If I really want to say it, it is a curse spirit?"

The miserable expression moved slightly.

"I can see the dirty stuff."

He did not pause authentically.

The in-law relationship of the ancient family may not be clear even if the head of the family looks through the family tree for three days and three nights. The Ubayashiki family, which also gave birth to conjurers, obviously has this kind of blood inheritance.

It was a bit of a surprise that the family entered the glass at the moment.

Ling looked at her, looked at himself and looked at Wu Mi, and when he looked over again, his eyes were obviously a little down, and he was a little bit accusing himself.

Zhazhang Zhanshou said that he was still confused about this situation, and he and Miss Jiarui had no grievances, so there was no reason to set such a big hole for her, right?

"Born from darkness, blacker than black, filthy and filthy, all filthy."

Just when Jia Ruozi was stared at by Wu Mi, his scalp was numb, and he said that it was not good. He was ready to shake people and prepared the reversal technique to heal himself, suddenly there was a voice that seemed to be passing by and easily inserted it. foot.

Wu Mian looked at Jia Ruozi with a gloomy face, and after being stunned for a while, he was obviously relieved.

"Answer my question, did you see—"

"Huh, Nitzu?" The white-haired man wearing blindfolds waved his hands at Iiri Nitzi, "Although, I don't know why you also went out to work and received the same task at the same time—since you are here, How about I go to Chinatown in Yokohama to buy some souvenirs?"

Unable to see his real face, Zero was still nervously standing between Iyuri Glass and Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi, and when he caught a glimpse of that figure by chance, he felt inexplicably that the other person was so hot.

But if the other party is Miss Jiarui's companion, then it seems that the crisis has been resolved?

Jia Ruozi raised his forehead: "...Don't joke around at a time like this, Wu."

"Also, did you remember to put the [account] down this time?"

"Because it's interesting, isn't it?"

In the dim sky, something deeper fell down like a curtain on the stage, and the shape of the semicircle was like an upside-down bowl.

For a moment, Zero thought that the sky was getting dark at an extremely fast speed, but after it was completely dunked into the ground and flickered once, the surrounding environment seemed to return to normal.

"Glass, it looks like you are acquainted with this special magic spirit?"

The sorcerer named Gojo Satoru gives Zero the feeling... very similar to Mr. Dazai?

The casual and leisurely look seems to be out of shape, but the faint breath will occasionally make him feel frightened.

Wait a minute, what is a super magic spirit?

"Oh, by the looks of you, don't you know what a special spell spirit is? Things are getting more and more interesting!"

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and went to Yairi Glass and whispered to her. Their every move seemed to have an indelible harmony. how close.

During the period, Zero also sneaked a glance at Guiwu Tsuji Wumi, and when he realized that the other party still couldn't see him, he didn't know whether he should let it go.

Now his state just doesn't sound good, he has heard of such things as curse spirits a little bit, but if he becomes a curse spirit after death, look at him according to Wu Mi You shouldn't lose sight of yourself.

Unconsciously rubbing the handle of the knife in his hand, his attire is also very retro now, wearing a kimono with a left lapel and wearing wooden clogs, and his long hair tied up made him struggle to support his head unfamiliarly.

In the midst of boredom, Zero suddenly looked up alertly, but found that Gojo Satoru had just walked forward and started talking with Onimai Tsuji, whose anger was rising.

Their conversation seemed to turn a blind eye to a man as big as him... Cursing Spirit, and he was not worried that he would listen to what he said.And when Wu Mi listened to Wu Tiaowu's solemn explanation that a curse spirit was entangled with him, he just asked in a low and bored tone: "Then why don't you do it, magician?"

"Oh? Do you want me to exterminate it by doing it? Mr. Onimai Tsuji?" Gojo Satoru reconfirmed uncharacteristically.

"My patience is limited."

"That's right." Gojo Satoru nodded, "But my appearance fee is very expensive."

Wu Mi & Zero: "..."

Jia Ruozi was still hesitant to speak but stopped wanting to intervene, so after hearing this, she had no desire to speak at all.

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"And well," he dragged his voice slowly, he suddenly put his hand on the blindfold, "Compared to this little curse spirit who can't even figure out the situation himself, I have more thoughts on you, Onimai Tsuji gentlemen?"

It was only later that Zero realized that Gojo Satoru was thinking of doing whatever he wanted at the time. It was not without reason that he was called the strongest, but that he could indeed do as he said.

Although Gojo is also a big family with an ancient inheritance, and it can even be said that everyone has a kinship relationship with their relatives, but this does not prevent Gojo Satoru from being very interested in Kiwu Tsuji after vaguely knowing the existence of him. .

On the evening of this day, Ghost Mai Tsuji's pupils shook violently again, and recalled the painful memories of the past.

Why, why?

Why is there another Wutiao when the surname Jiguo has completely disappeared in today's world?

The sound of the blade unsheathing under the night was exceptionally clear, and the trembling blade sound seemed to be vibrating with the eardrum involved. When Zero came to his senses, he found that the world in front of him was quite different.

At this time, what kind of effect would it have on him if the stripes were on? There seemed to be something else spreading from the forehead, which made him seem to have firmly established his identity as a curse spirit.

"If you want to fight, can you go to the dance studio to fight? Don't fight on my grave, okay?"

The words that were trying to hide the truth seemed to have no effect on Gojo Satoru, Zero gave him a slight snort when he looked at him, touched the blue eyes on his neck that seemed to be able to suck in human souls, and blinked.

"Ah, is that so? But then again—won't you look back first?"

"……zero?!"

Wu Mi's astonished and hoarse voice chanted his name, the force was as deep as if he wanted to use the shortest curse to bite him into pieces together with his flesh and blood and swallow them into his throat.

The condition of invisibility seemed to be invalid, but Zero didn't turn around, he still didn't quite understand what kind of thing he was now.

What's the point of lingering on for a soul that shouldn't exist in this world?

In fact, before today, Zero had almost accepted such a treacherous state.

No hunger, no fatigue, day and night watching the vehicles on the road far away from the window driving to a more distant place from time to time, and the sun will rise as usual day after day.

Because of the distance limitation, there will always be Wu Mi's figure in his field of vision.

The red leaves in late autumn fell on the black hair and looked very dazzling. Ling raised his hand and wanted to pick the leaf off, but he went straight through it without any accidents and gave up.

If there is no accident, if his situation is bound to Guiwu Tsuji, then he can watch this scene for a long time.

Forever and ever, forever and ever.

Seems not bad either?