The curse spirit always wants to push me to the throne

At the same time, someone on the top floor of a building in Seasoning City also saw the news.

"First it was the unsung hero named Jarhead Man, then the stadium incident, and then the terrorist attack on the street...Tokyo is so lively."

The entire room on the top floor was not turned on, and the visitor stood under the entire floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down at the brightly lit condiment market in the night.

No one knows that this city is almost in his pocket, and the imprint of the claw organization is all over every corner of the city, and it will soon be the starting point for him to realize his great ideal.

Several footsteps came from the dark top floor, the door of the conference room opened from the outside, and a few high-level executives bowed to the figure outside the door to show their respect, but the figure did not look back, and waited for everyone to bow one by one before sitting back in their seats Then, when he turned around, the first thing that caught his attention was his short brown cropped hair and sharp gray eyes, with two forks at the end of his eyebrows, his face was very fierce.

"Then, let's start the meeting."

As soon as Suzuki Toichiro finished speaking, the screen was automatically projected. In the dark room, everyone quietly looked at the image on the white screen.

The background is obviously a deep mountain, and several people are carrying materials and escorting some researchers, but after the next picture, I don’t know what happened, the materials and researchers have disappeared.

"The 'injured' person was attacked by many curse spirits, and as a result, precious information was lost." Suzuki Toichiro said flatly.

Someone said in the dark: "Although it is 'injured', it is a group of losers after all, and it is not surprising to lose."

"If you ask me, they should have been expelled from the organization long ago."

Toichiro Suzuki knocked on the table with his finger: "Now I don't want to hold anyone accountable. What I want is to recover this information, and find out who attacked us by the way."

His eyes flicked across the faces in the darkness one by one, and he didn't know if he saw them clearly, and finally stopped on the squinting-eyed youth and the boy with reddish-brown hair.

"Our goal is very close, but the more so, we must be cautious and rule out all uncertain factors." Suzuki said meaningfully, "Everyone, please remember this."

"The meeting is adjourned, leaving He Liang behind."

The others left the meeting room in the dark, and the lights were finally turned on. Suzuki rubbed his eyes, and silently scolded his father for having a second stroke.

Does the darkness add to his style or something, it hurts the eyes, okay?

Suzuki Toichiro didn't know that his son was complaining about himself in his heart, and said with an extremely deep posture on the desk.

"This mission requires you to go to Tokyo. The main purpose is to find out who has robbed our organization." Suzuki paused for a while, "Also, this mission is conducted in secret, so don't tell others. You can use recruiting superpowers as a superficial task."

When the two saw the information Suzuki put out specially, Ryo Shimazaki didn't respond. Suzuki turned his eyes: "So we can just search for it? The main thing is to investigate the person who robbed us."

"It's also possible that these were all done by a person with superpowers." Ryo Shimazaki said suddenly, "Tokyo is the territory of conjurers. There are so many people with superpowers suddenly appearing, it doesn't conform to probability."

"I just need to see the result, get back the data, find out the superpower who hinders us, and if possible, pull him into our organization," the man said without turning his head, looking at the night scene, "you assign specific tasks yourself, I want to see results within half a month."

"Understood~" The squint-eyed young man shrugged, "But what if he refuses?"

"Then catch it back, you can do it."

"You're going to engage in that method of kidnapping people again, old man, how long are you going to go on the road of breaking the law and committing crimes?" the boy with the red-brown hedgehog head said unhappily.

"Yes," the man finally turned his head, his brown cropped hair and tough lines gave off a sense of majesty under the light, "this is not a crime, don't restrict our career with the same set of ordinary people."

"You'll do it."

"Tsk," Jiang Suzuki couldn't help but click his tongue, and said to the squint-eyed young man, "Understood, leave the Jarman to me, and leave the rest to you."

After all, he left this floor without looking back.

Leaving the suffocating floor, Suzuki put his hands in his pockets and couldn't help complaining: "What kind of bastard's ideal, isn't it just the second disease of the middle school? It's so big. If the police ask me to go to the police station to catch people, I will I will never vouch for that bastard, bastard."

"General, have you made the boss angry again?" A small voice came from the side.

It was only then that Suzuki realized that there were still people staying in the corner of the corridor, looking at the iconic umbrella, and there was only one weird person who could hold an umbrella in this building: "It's you, Serizawa."

Serizawa also dodged his eyes: "It's not good to speak ill of the boss behind his back..."

"It has nothing to do with you," Suzuki rolled his eyes, "and I said, what future do you have with that stinky old man? Really, superpowers are all secondary diseases, so you can't be like Jarhead Do Xia use this power to help others like that?"

Serizawa also smiled helplessly: "General-kun is a fan of Jarman, children always yearn for heroes."

"That's right, that's because there are too many adults around me with chuunibha, who haven't set a correct example for children, so I can only look forward to being a hero." Suzuki rolled his eyes, turned and left.

Serizek also stared blankly at his back, clenched the handle of the umbrella, and murmured: "Are you a hero?"

A little... a little envious.

……

Sewers in downtown Tokyo.

The mantra that looks like a miniature volcanic head and the mantra with twigs around the eyes is looking for real people's filth everywhere in the sewers.

"Oh, yes." The clepsydra bent down, grabbed a mouse-like creature from the dark ditch, and placed it on the ground. The 'rat' twitched twice, and its shape changed like plasticine. Eventually transformed into the head of an adult male, nothing else.

"What happened to you? The loss of mana is so serious." The clepsydra asked in surprise.

Curse spirits are different from human beings, because their whole bodies are made up of mantras, and they don't even need to reverse spells. As long as their mana powers don't dry up, it doesn't matter how they are beaten.

Seeing that the real person had only one head left, and he didn't even have the magic power to restore his body, they were really shocked. This is not comparable to an ordinary injury, and maybe even their plan will be delayed because of it.

"Well, I encountered something a little bit unexpected." The real person didn't seem to be in a bad mood, but smiled and said, "But this trip is worth it."

"What do you mean? What did you find?"

"The clepsydra, and Hanayu, do you know the gap between us and the conjurer?"

"It's the top combat power. There is only one reason why we haven't launched an attack on the magic world, and that is the existence of Wujo Wu over there. The human side is already strong. Although there are constant internal struggles, as long as there are Wujo Wu, we It will never succeed."

The clepsydra frowned, as if displeased that the real person looked down on them so much: "So?"

"Our strength is already weaker than that of humans, and there is no way to integrate all the spell spirits, so I still don't see the chance of winning."

"%￥##￥*" Hua Yudao.

Clepsy: "Don't we count?"

"Not counting, you, me, Hana Yu, although we are a cooperative relationship, we are both super-class. In fact, some of us will be dissatisfied as the leader. I originally expected the position of the king of curse spirits to be the king of curses thousands of years ago. Su Nuo, but he has too many uncertainties. Fortunately, the situation is different now."

His smile was getting bigger and bigger, and it reached his ears, with a look of madness: "I finally found a candidate who has the potential to be comparable to Wujo Wu, and is more suitable to be our King of Curse Spirits."

"The person who beat you up like this? Are you sure he's better than Su Nuo?" The clepsydra couldn't help complaining.

"The situation is different. It seems that his potential is far from being unleashed, and it is easier to control and fall into darkness." Zhenren's eyes were full of malice, "He just needs some little guidance."

He is a curse spirit born from the hatred of human beings, and the negative emotions of human beings are like mother's amniotic fluid to him.

However, just now, for the first time, he was afraid of a person's negative emotions.

It's too huge, too inconceivable, and it's hard to imagine that such a great miracle has been born from a mere collection of human emotions.

After fear, a voice in his heart gradually grew louder.

That's him.

Want to control him, want to single-handedly change him.

Let him see more, the largest and most incredible flower blooming on the negative human emotions in history...

The Flower of Evil.

……

Saturday

Kageyama Shigeo sent a text message to Gojo Satoru in advance, and immediately got into the car driven by Yizhizhi at the intersection not far from home.

"Please come here to pick me up." Kageyama Shigeo said politely.

"No trouble, I was going to buy some snacks for someone around here, and I came to pick you up by the way." Yi Dizhi, who was still ruthlessly dispatched on the rest day, made a social animal voice.

The car gradually moved away from the urban area, and Shigeo Kageyama drove the more and more remote scenery outside the car window, and couldn't help asking: "Is the magic school in such a remote place?"

"Yes, after all, the magician is likely to be attacked by the magic spirit, and it would be better to stay away from the crowd as much as possible."

"I see." Shigeo Kageyama automatically drew an image in his mind of silently protecting humans in the dark, and his favorability for the magician increased.

By the way, in order to avoid trouble, Dimple and Mogami did not follow.

All the way to the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Conjuration. Unlike ordinary campuses, the building is traditional Japanese style, with the feeling of an ancient temple, and occupies a huge area.

"The number of students recruited by the Conjuration College is generally very small, and three or four is a normal indicator." Yi Dizhi introduced, "But the advantage is that conjurers don't have to worry about finding a job, and they will also be assigned the work of removing spirits when they are students, and there are salary."

"Is it like a master?" Shigeo Kageyama thought thoughtfully.

The corner of Yidizhi's mouth twitched, no, no, no, your master is a liar...

"Yo ~ Kageyama." Gojo Satoru was already waiting at the school gate, accompanied by a cool-faced guy, "This is Hui-kun Fuhei who will be entering next semester, and he is your senior~"

"Hello, senior." Shigeo Kageyama greeted quickly.

Fu Heihui looked at Kageyama's baby fat face unexpectedly, and cast a contemptuous look at Gojo Satoru: "Is there a shortage of magicians to the point of hiring child labor?"

"Ahaha~ It's true, but don't say it directly..." Gojo Satoru defended himself, "Although he is a junior, Kageyama-kun said that he wants to finish his junior high school first, so he won't enroll right away. , I just came to visit the school today."

"Visiting the school?" Fu Heihui was taken aback, this is a new term for conjurers.

"That's right, because he was an outsider before, and he was born with awakened superpowers. He had been staying outside of Tokyo before, and he didn't know anything about spells and spirits at all, so today can be regarded as an early training," Gojo Gojo said awe-inspiringly. He patted Fu Heihui on the shoulder, "So, I leave Kageyama to you~ Be a good example to seniors~"

Fu Heihui's face darkened: "That's why you dragged me over early in the morning to be a strong man?!"

"Excuse me……"

In front of the elementary school students who have not yet entered school, Fu Heihui couldn't show his face to this bastard teacher: "Forget it, come with me."

The high school is indeed very big, and there are not so many empty rooms. After all, they can't even make up five first-year students. Fu Heihui found a random classroom and walked in, and started to teach Shigeru Kageyama the common sense of popular science.

"Generally, spell spirits are divided into four levels, third level, second level, first level, and special level. Magic spirits that can be seen everywhere like flies on weekdays are not included in the level. Magicians are also divided into levels in the same way. Four levels..."

"Is there any difference between a conjurer and a superhuman?" Kageyama wondered.

"This..."

"Let me explain this," Gojo Satoru said, "Simply speaking, there is no difference. Both mantra power and psionic power are powers derived from extreme emotions. The reason why there are two names is because a certain Due to some reasons of the times, the difference is that conjurers with family inheritance usually have innate spells, while superpowers have almost none, and most of the folks who have awakened themselves are willing to call themselves superpowers. "

"Of course, there is another way of saying it." Gojo Satoru suddenly approached Kageyama Shigeo, took off his blindfold, and stared at him with blue eyes that were as blue as the sky, "There are also rumors that superpowers are the direction of human evolution Compared with the closed inheritance of conjurers, the chance of superpowers appearing may confirm the selection of genes."

"..." Yingshan looked confused.

"Well, this is just a legend, don't take it to heart~"

"Bad taste." Fu Hei said in a low voice.

"Hui-chan, what did you say~"

"Don't call me that disgusting name."

Fu Heihui continued to explain the common sense of the magic world. After the explanation of the magician, it was followed by the magic spirit. After he finished his explanation, Kageyama Shigeo raised his hand and asked: "Well, what about the evil spirit?"

"Because evil spirits are relatively common and generally weaker than curse spirits, it is difficult to distinguish between levels. In fact, magicians seldom deal with events caused by evil spirits. They usually entrust folk spirit exorcism masters..."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and added: "The core strength of evil spirits is generally weaker than that of curse spirits, but there are often exceptions, such as the famous Sugawara Michizane."

Fu Heihui nodded, agreeing: "Do you have any questions?"

Kageyama Shigeo hesitated for a while, thinking of the curse spirit he met yesterday: "May I ask if the curse spirits generally have no sanity? Are there any curse spirits that can speak?"

Gojo Satoru noticed something, and slowly sat upright.

"No, unlike evil spirits, curse spirits are the product of negative human emotions, and are born with the instinct to kill and destroy. However, the more advanced the curse spirits seem, the easier it is to regain their sanity, but so far no curse spirit has spoken. example."

"Huh? There isn't any." Shigeo Kageyama was surprised.

"Yes, why do you ask that."

"Because yesterday, I was attacked by a curse spirit that could speak." Shigeo Kageyama hesitated for a while, but still told what happened yesterday, omitting the part about Mogami-sensei, of course.

"Are you sure it's not an evil spirit but a curse spirit?" Fu Heihui was greatly surprised, and subconsciously looked at Wujo Wu.

"Very sure."

"Well, if it's true, it's undoubtedly a premium." Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, "Have you solved it yet?"

"do not know……"

Fu Heihui: "?"

"I couldn't control myself at that time," Shigeo Kageyama was a little embarrassed to say, "I used to be emotionally unstable and then go berserk, but in recent years I have hardly had this problem, but at the moment of contact with that curse spirit , suddenly turned on the berserk state."

"Wait a minute." Gojo Satoru thought of something, took out a mobile phone from his arms, clicked on the video, it was the live video of the street being bombed yesterday, "Did you do this?"

Fu Heihui took a closer look and gasped.

The news broadcast was rather subtle, and the front view of the street was not turned over, but it was already spread all over the Internet. Simply put, it was like blowing up every corner of the street with an rpg, and it was miraculously unharmed. To anyone, but that area was badly damaged.

"It's me." Shigeo Kageyama shrank, "I'm sorry..."

"No, no, I don't mind, conjurers often do this too hahaha~"

Fu Heihui's eyes twitched: No, only you can.

Even if an ordinary conjurer goes berserk, it's impossible to make such a miserable situation, okay?

"Ahem, alright, alright, let's get back to the topic. Since you are not sure about the life and death of the curse spirit, then ignore it for now. With the curse spirit's obsession with its prey, maybe it will find it." Wutiao Wu received it. Fu Heihui looked contemptuously, and pretended to cough, "The current problem, compared to that curse spirit whose whereabouts are unknown, I care more about your problem."

coming.

Kageyama Shigeo cheered up, he also knew how much damage his runaway state had caused, and it was natural to be feared by others, but he still said it out.

With expectations that even I don't know.

"I thought you already had great potential, but I didn't expect you to be even more exaggerated than I imagined." Gojo Satoru patted Kageyama's shoulder excitedly, as if the organization was optimistic about you, "This potential is not enough. Excavating it is too wasteful!"

Although Fu Heihui didn't speak, his eyes clearly agreed.

"Don't you think it's scary?" Shigeo Kageyama was stunned, "If I go berserk, I will..." It will cause this level of destructive power

"Huh? Afraid? Me?" Gojo Satoru pointed at himself, with a surprised expression, and then said seriously, "Speaking of which, I don't seem to have told you how strong I am, Huijun, learn quickly My brother popularizes my great deeds!"

"I reject."

"It's so ruthless!" Gojo Satoru pretended to be very sad, with his left hand still on Kageyama's shoulder, "I can't help it, listen up Kageyama-kun, I am the strongest~"

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in an extremely serious tone: "It's the kind that won't lose to anyone, the strongest in a broad sense, do you remember?"

Kageyama Shigeo nodded in a daze, his brows relaxed a little: "That's great."

On the contrary, it was Gojo Satoru, whose eyes, covered by the blindfolds, widened slightly.

"I am the strongest" is always very unflattering when said by the person concerned, especially for a flamboyant and frivolous person like Gojo Satoru. Or very speechless.

It was the first time I received such a reassuring and easy-to-believe response.

"It's over, isn't this a little bit worrying?" Gojo Satoru muttered.

Kageyama Shigeo:?

"Ah, it's nothing." Gojo Satoru rubbed Kageyama's hair hard, "It's just that Kageyama is too obedient, and the teacher is very worried that he will be abducted by bad guys."

Kageyama Shigeo defended himself: "I don't know...and I'm not a primary school student."

"No, elementary school students nowadays are much smarter than you." Gojo Wu complained, putting his hands in his pockets, "However, if the spell of the magic spirit can cause you to go berserk every time, it is indeed a bit dangerous, and I can't always Can you catch up, can you control yourself to run away?"

Kageyama shook his head, but at this moment he remembered the 100% emotional state training that Dreamland and Tornado were doing recently, so that runaway form might also be a special emotional state.

After hesitating for a moment, Kageyama spoke out his guess.

"Different emotional states, um, this is very interesting." Gojo Satoru touched his chin, "But it is indeed worth trying, Yoshi, it's decided, Kageyama-kun will come if you are free next Saturday."

"Are you going to help me train?" Kageyama responded, "Is it okay, I haven't officially enrolled yet."

"Well, this is also for the safety of the public. It's too dangerous and a pity if you don't control your own power well, isn't it?" Gojo Wu touched his chin, "Don't worry about bothering me, if you're sorry, help me clean up a few curse spirits The training pays off."

Fu Heihui: This is the key point.

"Okay, I understand." After thinking again and again, Kageyama Shigeo agreed to Gojo Satoru's proposal. After all, the training in the dream has a limit, and it has also fallen into a bottleneck recently.

If it is from the perspective of a conjurer, maybe it will be miraculous?

Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten something...

"Teacher Wutiao, is the high school officially responsible for managing all groups of superpowers and conjurers?"

Gojo Satoru froze for a moment: "Yes."

"Then will you take care of the human body incidents of artificial superpowers?"

Hearing this, Wujo Wu's expression tightened, and the corners of his mouth flattened: "Tell me in detail."

Kageyama Shigeo told him about Sato Issao's man-made superpowers, and attached the information that the research institute's materials were searched by another group of unknown people immediately after Sato was arrested.

Gojo Satoru didn't express any opinions during the whole process: "I see, I will give you an explanation for this matter."

Fu Heihui was finally in charge of sending Yingshan back, but they didn't see the downcast faces behind them.

Gojo Satoru broke into Noctua Masamune's office without saying a word. The latter was making wool felt in the office, and was startled by his sudden intrusion.

"Can't you knock on the door?" Night Moth saw the five ugly looks, but didn't pursue it, and asked, "What happened?"

"Noctua, are you sure those old guys above have stopped the 'human experiments'?" Gojo Satoru asked.

Ye Mozheng said with a serious face: "What do you know?"

Gojo Satoru relayed the information he got from Kageyama to Noctua Masato, which also attracted the principal's attention.

Man-made superpowers, this involves the highest enlightenment, when this supercilious superpower turned out to crush most of the magic world, the magicians at that time were afraid of him but coveted this kind of power, cursed The art world has changed its previous attitude of looking down on "spiritual power users" who do not have art forms. Aristocratic families have quietly adopted babies with supernatural power qualifications, and even the black market was once popular.

But no one can replicate the miracle of the Supreme Revelation anyway.

Therefore, it is natural that some people set their sights on something more taboo.

The details of these experiments have long been sealed, but it was not until Gojo Satoru heard that there were still people conducting experiments in secret when Gojo Satoru was in high school. Gojo Satoru would not believe that an ordinary politician, Sato Ittou, could carry out this kind of research alone.

"There was no result at that time, it should have stopped completely..." Noctua was silent, "I understand, I will help you find out."