The curse spirit always wants to push me to the throne

"Hey, Shigeo, are you really going to starve if you don't eat a little at night?" The little dimple hovered over Shigeo Kageyama's head, asking worriedly.

The factory incident is over, and the remaining monsters and curse spirits will naturally have someone to deal with the aftermath. The impact is unknown, and all the people who turned into monsters were taken away.

After returning home, Shigeo Kageyama went straight up to the second floor. Even his brother's comfort was useless, and he has been autistic until now.

"...Momoi-san suffered such misfortune because of me."

"You are here again."

"But this is the truth." Shigeo Kageyama raised his face, his eye circles were already red from crying, "If he hadn't gotten too close to me, Momoi-san would not have been captured by the curse spirit and turned into a monster."

"It's not your fault, it's that curse spirit's fault, next time we meet, we will throw his ashes away!" Xiao Dimple tried to cheer up Yingshan, "So you have to cheer up, otherwise how can you avenge your friend? "

revenge……

【Pressure 20%】

Ah, bad.

Little Dimple realized later that she had said the wrong thing, and before the coffin was conclusively concluded, directly extinguishing people might still have hope of being saved, which would only add more pressure to Yingshan.

Kageyama stood up suddenly.

"No... I said something wrong. If you think about it, there may still be hope..."

"Little dimple," Ying Shan interrupted Xiao dimple, as if he had made up his mind, "There is no hope if you just wait."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Kageyama didn't answer, but his thoughts drifted back to the last time he dealt with the evil spirit in the bar.

At that time, I wanted to expel the evil spirits lurking in the electronic products, so without thinking too much, I made an operation similar to the evil spirits, and plunged into the electronic products.

Momoi's alienated eyes flashed in his mind, eyes full of despair.

At least try, he thought.

……

At this moment, the school doctor's office of the college.

Although it is a school doctor's room, as one of the few doctors in the entire magic world who can use the reverse spell, it can be said to be treated as a national treasure. The so-called school doctor's room is filled with various professional equipment, even There are also specialized operating theatres, dissection rooms and morgues.

Now all the monsters related to the school incident are being detained in the back mountain of the school, waiting for the research results of the whistle at home, if they can't be restored...

Considering the impact of these monsters on reality, they can only be 'involved in terrorist attacks and died accidentally'

In this world, the lives of ordinary people are so fragile.

"How's it going?" Gojo Satoru asked when he saw the whistle coming out of the infirmary.

The whistle at home didn't answer immediately, and he touched his pocket but couldn't find what he wanted: "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"Didn't you quit?"

"Now I suddenly think about it, can't I?"

Gojo Satoru shrugged, saying that he didn't have any, but the silent Noctua Masamichi took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket.

The whistler at home glanced at the principal in surprise, said nothing, took the cigarette and lit it, exhaled a puff of smoke, and coughed twice after being choked: "Ahem, what brand is this? It's choking enough."

"It's because you haven't smoked for five years and you're not used to it." Noctua waved his hand, "How did it turn out?"

"... 150 seven lives, basically all missing persons in Tokyo." The hands of the whistler smoking in the house trembled, "It's gone, it's that easy."

"It's such an unreasonable world." Gojo Gocho sighed, covering the back of his head with his hands and leaning back.

Noctua Zhengdao turned and left without saying a word after getting the news: "Give them a clean end, it's too cruel to live like this."

"Wu, next time that curse spirit will appear again."

"I know," Gojo Satoru took off the blindfold, the light in his eyes was as sharp as a sword, "No matter where it is, I will regard it as the first target of annihilation."

The home whistle finally nodded, and then began to chase away the guests.

After this cruel scene, it is better not to be watched by too many people.

After Gojo Satoru and the others left, he walked into the anatomy room, disinfected all the equipment again, and looked down at the pink-haired 'monster' on the operating table with a scalpel in his hand.

The evil taste of the curse made her retain her beautiful hair and beautiful eyes, and it can be seen what kind of beauty she was before she became like this.

so cruel.

Jia Ruzi looked away, not daring to meet those lifeless eyes, and said softly, "Don't worry, it will be over soon, and there will be no more pain."

The sharp scalpel touched the monster's blue-gray skin, and was about to cut it down.

At this moment, all the power sources suddenly went black.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness, so the autopsy couldn't go on. The Jiarui whistle tightly squeezed the scalpel in his hand, and he didn't let go of his guard. You must know that the high school is an important place in the magic world, and the chance of power failure is as small as winning the lottery. Is there really such a coincidence?

In the dark, a pair of white hands appeared from behind, and the blue light silently covered Jia Ruxiaozi's whole body. She found that she couldn't move.

……

On the other side, before the school's blackout, Wujo Wuzheng and Noctua Masamune discussed another matter.

"In addition to the stunt spell, I also found another filthy spell in the factory."

Noctua paused while making tea, and looked up at the lower half of Gojo Wu's face with pursed lips: "What makes you so unspeakable?"

"I'm not sure, but it's indeed..." Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, as if trying to pull the figure out of his memory, "Spell Spiritual Exercise."

As soon as the night moth loosened its strength, the teacup in its hand fell to the ground with a soft sound. At the same time, the lights suddenly clicked and went dark.

It was also dark outside, apparently a school-wide power outage.

"An enemy attack?!" Noctua subconsciously came up with this word.

"I'm not sure, I'll check the switch, and you go to the infirmary to check the whistle." Gojo Satoru reacted instantly, although he wondered why the high school barrier didn't respond, that figure appeared in his mind again.

Jay, is that you?

The two quickly divided the work and cooperated, and at the same time broadcast to inform all the students to stay in place, be wary of strangers, and notify the teacher immediately if they find anything abnormal.

Night Moth came to the door of the infirmary again, and shouted through the door: "Hey, whistle, are you in?"

no respond.

Noctua moth's heart sank. Just as he was about to break in violently, he heard someone approaching. He didn't look back, and the curse skeleton in his arms jumped out, ready to attack.

"Calm down! It's me." Gojo Satoru's voice made Noctua stop its attack, and turned around to ask, "How's it going?"

"Ah, this guy is the culprit." Gojo Satoru lazily handed over a green ghost fire body.

The little dimple greeted awkwardly: "Hi~ Actually, I'm an evil spirit, do you believe it?"

Night Moth stared at the dimple for a long time, and began to gather spell power in his hands.

"Hey, hey! Wait, wait! Maofu, Maofu, save me!!"

"Shigeru? Do you mean Shigeru Kageyama, do you know each other?"

click, click

Before the communication between one person and one ghost was over, the door of the medical room suddenly opened automatically from the inside.

It is almost impossible to see in the dark room, only the sound of approaching footsteps echoes.

A short figure gradually emerged from the darkness, holding a humanoid object in its arms.

Gojo Satoru was stunned, and took off the blindfold, while the night moth also stared blankly at this scene.

Finally, Yingshan came out of the darkness, the moonlight shone on his face and body, his expression was as serene as if he had been redeemed from the abyss.

He held a young girl in his arms, the gray luster faded from her smooth skin, her pink hair hung down, her expression was serene and holy, as if she was intoxicated in a dream, and she was covered with a white coat covering her body.

Watching this scene, the two of them thought of the medieval religious paintings at the same time.

Holiness, redemption, and the incarnate Son.

in the morning

With the passage of time, the hustle and bustle of the past has returned to Teiko campus, and incidents of factory abduction frequently appear in the topics of young people.

"Hey, have you heard about that factory?"

"I heard that someone kidnapped people and hid them in the air-raid shelter under the factory? I don't know what the intention is. It's really scary."

"But aren't many people sober now? Judging by the results, it's okay."

The small dimple poked the top of Yingshan's head: "It's completely become a topic, huh, it's a pity they didn't know that it was thanks to you that they saved so many people, otherwise today's news would not be an abduction incident but an accidental death."

Kageyama Shigeo buried his head in the textbook in a low-key manner and did not speak.

That incident was declared over after Gojo Satoru arrived. As a result of the teacher's initiative to negotiate with him, this incident will not involve Suzuki Shou and Kageyama Ritsu, but someone accidentally discovered something wrong here, so Kageyama, Nanami and others came to investigate It turned out that the curse spirit was experimenting with humans here.

That's it.

As for General Suzuki, the young man who seemed to be his brother's friend, did not appear again after that day. According to the law, the other party was in a hurry to return to hand in the task.

"Good morning~" The door of the classroom was pushed open, and the girl with pink hair walked into the classroom with brisk steps.

Kageyama Shigeo raised his head abruptly, staring straight at Momoi, startling him.

"Um... is there something wrong with my face?" Momoi pointed to himself hesitantly.

Kageyama considered Momoi's face carefully, pursed his lips and asked, "Momoi-san, did you sleep well last night?"

Momoi's eyes widened: "How do you know that I had a nightmare last night? Damn it, I don't think he has dark circles under his eyes!?"

She quickly took out the mirror, checked left and right, and was relieved when she saw that there was nothing unusual: "I was scared to death."

"Hmm...it's good to have nothing to do." Kageyama changed the subject, "Class is about to start, go back to your seat."

"Oh! By the way," Momoi suddenly remembered something, and said to Kageyama with a smile, "I dreamed about Kageyama-kun last night. That dream was super scary. I turned into a monster and almost killed Kageyama-kun."

Kageyama's breath stagnates: "And then?"

"Then?" Momoi held her face in her hands, looking quietly at Heizi's direction from the corner of her eyes, her cheeks were stained with a girl's blush, "Then I dreamed that Heizi-kun came to rescue me on a white horse, and a kiss turned me back to my original appearance .”

Kageyama: ...

Little Dimple: ...Holy fellow, is this a mix of Snow White or the Frog Prince?

"Shh, don't tell Heizi-kun!" Momoi solemnly raised her index finger before her lips, and returned to her seat before the teacher entered the classroom.

Xiao Diwo immediately complained: "It's obviously Yingshan, you have given up so much energy and sneaked into the high school to save people, a hero to save the beauty."

Kageyama Shigeo smiled and shook his head: "I'm not a hero, I was the one who involved Momoi-san in the first place, she's fine, and she didn't leave any shadows, so everything is fine."

"Well, it's fine if you don't care about it," Little Dimple rolled his eyes and asked curiously, "But how did you do it? This is not justified by imitation learning or other talents."

It's really strange, to be honest last night, even Little Dimple didn't think that Kageyama could really turn people back.

He thought that Kageyama could not accept the lonely death of his friend in Gaozhuan, and wanted to see her for the last time, so Xiao Diwo agreed to help lure Gojo Satoru away and cut off the power in Gaozhuan. The relationship with the Wutiao teacher will not kill him.

Then, as soon as he came back, he saw the scene of Kageyama restoring Momoi to its original state.

Shock dimples.

He is not a half-baked guy like Yingshan, he is a great evil spirit who has lived for a long time anyway, and he has some understanding of the close neighbor of the curse spirit. The spells inscribed by these curse spirits cannot be learned by "learning". The two species are different, who would have thought that there would be such a wonderful thing as Yingshan.

"I...I don't know either." Kageyama Shigeo looked down at his hands, "It's just that when I touched Momoi-san, I always felt that I could do it."

feel...?

Little Dimple inexplicably remembered the last time Yingshan ran away, and it was indeed the time when he was attacked by a real person. At that time, he thought it was wrong, but if there was nothing wrong.

exist【? ? ? The moment %] appeared, he really felt the spiritual power on his body and the energy in the atmosphere being sucked away.

Even he who quickly fled the scene had a feeling that he might be swallowed up. One could imagine what would happen to the real person at the center point, and he was lucky not to be sucked dry.

Xiao Dimple couldn't help but sigh in his heart, staying with Yingshan for so long, he thought he had already overestimated Yingshan's potential enough, but obviously the more he understood, the more he could feel that unfathomable fear.

But soon, Xiao Diwo, who has a deep understanding of human nature, thought of another aspect, that is, there were too many people present last night, and this kind of thing can't be hidden at all, that is to say, the magic circle will definitely know that Kageyama used I got the news that the spell is exactly the same as the spell spirit.

This is not good.

Even a well-informed evil spirit like Little Dimple can't help being terrified when he knows Yingshan's talent. It's not hard to imagine what those corrupt high-level people who are afraid of death will think.What's more, they had already done such a thing before sending out cursers to prevent future troubles, but Mogami was still there at that time, and they didn't succeed.

Dimple didn't have any confidence in the integrity of these people.

……

At this point, success and mantra reached a consensus.

"Yo, did you have fun? A real person."

In the realm of the magic spirit, the real person lay on the beach chair trying to restore the damaged magic power, and his colleagues gloated at his misfortune.

The old yin and yang curse spirit.

The real person lay on the beach chair and squinted his eyes: "Well...let's count."

"For now? I think you were beaten pretty badly."

"It's okay. Although I was beaten, I achieved my goal."

Leaky Pot: "...you are not trying to save your respect, are you?"

"That's not it." The real person pouted, "Do you think I'm you?"

Clepsy: Got offended.

The real person squinted his eyes and smiled, black mud-like malice almost leaked from his eyes: "By the way, I haven't told you why I fell in love with Shigero Kageyama."

"That was really...not a very pleasant memory."

Almost, the real person thought he was going to capsize in the gutter on a child.

That is really unpredictable, a completely abnormal soul, unreasonably absorbing all the energy around it, like a bottomless pit.

Savage, unreasonable, abnormal, orthodox.

This is called [? ? ? %], the monster hidden in Shigeo Kageyama's body.

"He probably can use my technique."

Fake Xia You took a breath.

The clepsydra frowned: "Isn't that bad for us?"

"Haha, that's true, the premise is that the container named Shigeo Kageyama will not be broken maliciously." The real man drew a picture of a bottle in the air with his magic power, "At least the existence inside is definitely not on the side of human beings." , whoever holds it in his hand can grasp the ultimate trump card, the nuclear/weapon that walks in the world."

"Then do you think, who is most afraid of this unstable element?"

"High-level executives in the magic world." Fake Xia You replied quickly, "I see. You want them to be the 'maliciousness' that breaks the bottle, the straw superimposed on the camel."

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

"original?"

"Well, a tricky guy has appeared." The real person suddenly had a whimsical idea while talking, "By the way, can you boil a clepsydra?"

The clepsydra is: ?

Real person: "No, what about writing novels and drawing comics?"

"Why do human cultural activities appear..."

"Well, because someone raised this question, if we curse spirits don't have their own civilization, aren't they no different from wild beasts. I couldn't answer that at that time."

The clepsydra sneered: "What nonsense, why do we curse spirits want to learn human cultural activities, killing them all is enough."

"Human beings can't be killed, and civilization can't be destroyed." Zhenren looked at the sea and murmured, "There are still many problems, well, even though we can't turn back."

"Culture or something, let's think about it after we are really on top of human beings."

Just when the real person was inexplicably lost in thought, Fake Xiayou finally couldn't help but said: "Wait a minute, you said earlier that Shigeo Kageyama has already learned your technique?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" The real person looked at him with an expression of "do you have a problem?" It was no big deal to him, although his works are likely to be changed back from now on, but from a certain In this respect, it is also a restriction for the group of hypocritical conjurers, because there is a possibility of being rescued, those conjurers will be restrained when facing the monsters he created, so the real person does not think this is a person. Losing business.

What's more, he can't control it anymore, and being absorbed into the source is beyond his control. This is the opening kill.

Fake Xiayou took a deep breath, and managed to suppress the rolling killing intent.

You can't turn your back on them here.

Heh, heh, in order to save the real person, he did not hesitate to take the risk of being discovered by Gojo Satoru, because the other party had not yet fully developed the magic technique, and now he was told that the magic technique had leaked out?

Fake summer oil, very bad.

This wave simply lost his wife and lost his army.

Perhaps it was because Fake Xiayou's complexion was too ugly, and the clepsydra asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

Fake summer oil: There is nothing wrong with it, but your value has been discounted.

Of course, he wouldn't openly say that he was using their magic spells. Anyway, these spells are still useful, and it's not time to turn his face.

"Huh, it's nothing, it's just that the identity of my body was probably discovered by Gojo Satoru." Fake Xia You said.

Curse spirits:?

"That is to say, the plan to seal Gojo Satoru...it would be better to regard it as a failure from now on," Fake Xiayou continued.

Curse Spirit:!

How can this be so? !

Fake Xiayou: Heh, how did he know this.

If it wasn't for the real person who attracted the group of people, how could things have progressed to this point.

After the chaos, the real person became irritable: "With the five enlightenments, it is almost impossible for our curse spirits to counterattack humans, not to mention the fact that there is an additional spiritual phantom new dragon whose upper limit is unknown."

Clepsy: "Not necessarily, Gojo Satoru just let me solve it."

Everyone silently ignored him.

Fake Xiayou took a deep breath to calm down: "Since this plan has failed, I can only think of another way... But at least if Wujo Wu cannot be kicked out, the strength of the magic world cannot be strengthened."

The real person squinted his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Fake Xiayou said slowly: "Changing the plan, the goal is to seal the new spirit."

.........

In fact, as Xiaodiwo and Zhenren saw, the high-level executives have been holding meetings on the Kageyama incident since last night.

A group of old people were arguing overwhelmingly, Wujo Gou looked up to the sky in a daze, and was suddenly caught by cue

"...The topic of the 'King of Cursed Spirits' that I mentioned before, it is difficult to deal with rumors now."

"Anyway, being a human being but being able to use the spells of the magic spirit is really..."

"Wu Tiao, although he is a student you sheltered, but"

"No but." Wujo Wu picked out his ears, "Enough, a group of old immortals, from the very beginning, Barabara was saying something that had no basis at all, what kind of king of curse spirits, even such unrealistic rumors can Are you scared the shit out of your ass, it's ugly."

"What did you say!?"

"Irregular!"

"Well~ everyone, calm down." The head of the Buddhist monastery used to come out as a lobbyist, "Gojo, since your claim that the king of the magic spirit is a rumor, then why did Shigeo Kageyama use the magic spell unique to the magic spirit? "

"Ah, that," Gojo Satoru began to talk nonsense with his eyes open, "because he is a genius, a genius, look at Yi Gu, doesn't he have that spell that can copy anything."

"He can't copy the magic spell!"

"There are also magic spells and so on. It is to knead the two magic formulas together, hi! It was born!"

"Do not make jokes!"

Gojo Satoru took off the blindfold, revealing the blue eyes below, with sharp eyes: "Oh? Do you think I'm joking?"

"...how could he have such a talent for fouling?"

"If you can't do it yourself, don't think that everyone else can't do it. It's too ugly." Gojo Satoru sneered, "Or, do you all see more carefully than Liuyan?"

All the high-level officials are silent, and if they continue to question, they will be touching the talents passed down from generation to generation by the three major royal families, the Gojo family.

They really couldn't let their minds go easily, but Gojo had made it clear that he wanted to protect Kageyama, and because of his force, direct orders would not work.

But there is also the private side.

"Ah, that's right." Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered something, "The reason why you doubt that Shigeo Kageyama may be the king of curse spirits is because he suddenly appeared with superpowers, but it is not."

Everyone: "?"

"His master is quite strong. Hey, it really scared me. I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful psychic hidden among the people. He might be the strongest superpower in this era. It's really scary~"

The head of the Buddhist monastery: "...Are you kidding me?"

"No, I don't. Seeing once is worth hearing a hundred times. In this case, why don't you also meet him?" Wutiaowu raised one corner of his mouth, "Didn't you suspect that his disciple is the king of curse spirits? Didn't you want to deal with him secretly? , Have you asked your master yet?"

The Patriarch of the Chanyuan began to feel bad: "No, have we..."

"Please come in, Mr. Linghuan Xinlong." Gojo Satoru shouted towards the door.

The Japanese-style door was pushed open from one side, and two people entered the high-level conference room. The sound of leather shoes being wiped one after the other resounded in this eerie space.

Linghuan Xinlong and Qihai Jianren appeared one after the other. The former looked around and curled his lips in distaste: "It's really a decayed room, is it properly ventilated?"

"Sorry, this place is full of old people from the last century." Gojo Satoru said happily.

The corners of the mouths of all the senior executives twitched.

Another 'five articles'? !

Fortunately, Linghuan's opening remarks were just to give the people here a bad start. I still uphold the humanistic care of respecting the old and loving the young, and maintain the superficial politeness.

"Hello, let me introduce myself. I, Linghuan Xinlong, currently runs a Linghuan chat room, and is also the teacher of Shigeo Kageyama. I heard that you have some opinions on my disciples. Is this true?"

All the high-level executives looked at Linghuan Xinlong, but no one responded immediately, and the scene fell into silence.

This man can't see through.

At first glance, he is just a mortal without any mana fluctuations, but the information does show that he is Shigeo Kageyama's master, and Gojo Satoru himself personally identified him.

"Linghuan-san hides too deeply. If it weren't for me, no one would be able to see that you are actually a psychic, right Qihai, I remember you have been working together for a whole year, have you seen that Linghuan-san is us People from the world?" Gojo Satoru took the initiative to speak.

Jianren Qihai pushed his glasses: "No, I always thought he was an ordinary person until yesterday."

The high-level officials felt tense, if it was Gojo Wu's family talk, it might have been the other party's whim, but if Qihai was added, the weight would be different.

Nanami Jianren, although he also graduated from the Tokyo Metropolitan High School and is a descendant of Gojo Satoru, but he is not really a member of the Gojo faction, and he even left the world of magicians for a while, and only returned not long ago. Rules', this point has indeed been confirmed by the high-level incantation.

As a first-level conjurer, what he said did carry enough weight.

"Qihai Jianren, please describe the situation at that time in detail."

"Yes."

Jianren Qihai really didn't intend to lie to Gojo Satoru, he just told what he saw in detail.

The high-level look at Linghuan changed instantly.

A single challenge wins the special level, and it is effortless. Although the spirit cannot be completely eliminated in the end, the technique that can be attributed to the magic spirit is too cunning.

At this time, Gojo Satoru's initial flattery gradually awakened in the hearts of high-level people, and many people began to believe that Gojo Satoru did not seem to be the kind of man who could admit that the other party was also the strongest, even if it was the strongest among superpowers.

In this way, the image of Linghuan Xinlong, an extraterrestrial expert, was established in the hearts of the high-level executives. Even the inability to feel the existence of mantra or spiritual power in the other party was attributed to them being too weak and not with this person. dimension.

Thinking about it this way, this person is truly unfathomably terrifying.

The Patriarch of the Zen family asked suddenly: "Forgive us for not being able to see Mount Tai...Why has a person like you never appeared in this world before?"

"So what if it appears? So what if it doesn't appear?" Linghuan said with a vicissitudes of life, "In this world, curse spirits can never be eradicated. Can you count the number of mosquitoes that have been killed so far? Anyway, As far as I'm concerned, the curse spirit is similar to those mosquitoes, if you kill a mosquito, do you want to make it known to the whole world?"

"And I'm not interested in your collusion at all. If you didn't find my disciple, I would keep you from knowing my existence for the rest of your life."

At this moment, the figure of Linghuan Xinlong was extremely powerful and domineering.

If I let you know it, I will know it. If I don’t want you to know it, I will never know it for the rest of my life.

The higher-ups couldn't help looking at Gojo Satoru, but found that the other party turned his head very unreliably, and didn't even look at them.

Well, don't expect this guy to make decisions for them, it would be nice not to dance on the grave!

Senior executives, Alexander, they understand that Ling Huan is here to punish the teacher!

The genius disciple that I have cultivated with great difficulty can be used by you in the magic world, but I want to secretly dispose of it because of some bullshit rumors. Have you asked the master for his opinion!

Well now, parents are here!