My breeder is the strongest

The original unexpected mission in the second grade was also located in Roppongi, and the target was the first-level spell spirit that the high school had tracked down for a long time.

The strength of the curse spirit itself is not too strong, but it is very good at hiding its tracks, so it has been registered for a long time but has not been removed.

It has been a week since the task was entrusted to the two. When the "window" detected the action of the curse spirit, it immediately notified the second-year seniors.

The second-level sorcerer An Geji and the first-level sorcerer Ming Ming were sent to perform the task, so there shouldn't be any problems in terms of difficulty and staffing.

However, an accident happened.

The mobile phone signal was interrupted, and the location also disappeared on the map. The person who contacted the high school was the auxiliary supervisor in charge of the two, but they only had time to leave a few words.

[Medicine... Give me the medicine. 】

Then, hung up the phone.

"Medicine?" Wutiao Wu was thoughtful, "I always feel like I've heard this word somewhere before."

"The registered ability of the spell spirit is to use the 'egg' to lure the girl into the 'nest' and devour it. The 'spider silk' formed by the spell can sense the actions of the magician, so it is always impossible to catch it."

Noctuid paused for a moment, and said seriously, "There is no record related to the 'medicine' above. If it is a mutation or an upgrade, there is a possibility of a level increase. Be careful."

"Ah, ah, ah." Young Master Wutiao didn't listen at all, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."

Noctua said rightly: "...don't be arrogant."

Gojo Satoru: "Is there? This is called recognizing yourself, right?"

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

He chose to change the subject, "The auxiliary supervisor in charge of you will arrive in 10 minutes—"

"Hey, hello——" Gojo Satoru immediately pulled the phone closer and further away, "Oh, what are you talking about? Can't hear clearly, the signal here is not good, that's it, hang up!"

Auxiliary supervision or something, it's troublesome and noisy

Master Wutiao hung up the phone, stuffed his hands into his pockets, raised his arms, and stretched back.

Turn left and right, lift your legs and pull your elbows, and move your body.

"Unfortunately." He said casually, "I'm in a bad mood today, and I even did a warm-up."

"I'll—kill you right away."

Although... so to speak.

The development of things is always unexpected.

Ten minutes later, Gojo Satoru hugged the cat and stood at the entrance of the hot spring hotel with the signboard "Xanadu", watching the guests in yukatas coming in and out of the gate.

A piece of peace.

very calm.

Doubt life.

"...for a long time." Young Master Wutiao was silent for three seconds, "Where is the curse spirit?"

The night sky is dark blue dipped in cyanosis, and the traditional old-fashioned sliding doors, cylindrical and lamps emit soft light.

The hotel is much bigger than the front door, at least as big as two football fields, including six indoor baths, three outdoor baths, and a "key house" that sells souvenirs, with hot spring eggs and cherry blossom bathrobes...

In Roppongi, where every inch of land is expensive, it is almost impossible to achieve.

Besides, where is the outdoor hot spring in the reinforced concrete jungle?

The breath of mantra is very strong, and the lamps in the corner are often "cut through", and strange holes appear from time to time.

There is no doubt that this place should be an unfinished field.

……But.

There are filthy mantras everywhere, but you can't even see half the shadow of the mantra. It's not because the six eyes are out of order or the mantra doesn't exist, but it's covered up.

Because, this place is full of other spell power breaths.

The resentment of office workers who have worked hard all year, students with poor test scores, and housewives who are unwilling to go out to work.

Hot springs are places for relaxation.

In other words, the guests who will come here - all have accumulated a considerable degree of negative emotions.

One person and one cat stood in the crowd, silent.

Although, this is the domain.

How can there be so many ordinary people? ? ?

After standing in the crowd for a while, Master Gojo had already attracted the attention of the hotel guests. Gojo Satoru ignored all the stares, grabbed a passing girl casually, and asked directly.

"Why are you here?"

"Huh?" The girl was obviously taken aback, "Even if you ask me why..."

She took out her phone and opened the forum page.

"This is a hot spring hotel that has been very popular in the forum recently."

Gojo Satoru: "???"

Is it so blatant?

Master Wutiao directly took the phone over, ignored the girl's shouts, raised it up to a place where she couldn't reach it, and quickly swiped the buttons from top to bottom.

……It really is.

The title of the post: ~Roppongi's Internet celebrity hotel recommendation~

The time was six months ago, and it looks like it has been circulating for a long time.

"Tsk." Gojo Gojo said, "Those 'windows' are just decorations?"

The girl whose phone was robbed was about to get angry, "Hey! If you don't return it to me, I'm going to call the police!"

Gojo Satoru casually threw the phone back.

The girl hurriedly caught it, and raised her head to scold him—but when she looked over again, the person had disappeared.

The front desk of the hot spring hotel.

The sleeves and hem of the kimono were rolled up, and the hair was tied together. The waiters in uniform stood in a row and were listening to the foreman's instruction.

"Cheer me up! What's that look on your face? Didn't you eat! Let me tell you, our 'Xanadu' is not a place for you to hang out! Our goal is to become the hottest hot spring hotel in Roppongi—"

The foreman spoke impassionedly, but suddenly, someone patted his shoulder from behind.

He shook it off impatiently, "Don't interrupt, find someone else if you have something to do."

Then, another tap on the shoulder.

He raised his voice, "I said, I have something to do now!"

This time, both shoulders were tapped.

The foreman turned around and was about to curse, "You man, why—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the person behind him picking up the golden toad sculpture on the front desk, and using all his fingers, the ornament deformed and cracked, breaking into several pieces.

foreman:"……"

The sound stopped abruptly.

"Hello--"

Gojo Satoru leaned down and approached his face.

His eyes were focused, as if he wanted to see through the structure of every strand of his hair.

The foreman swallowed subconsciously.

Young Master Wutiao withdrew his gaze and said in a brisk tone.

"A big bed room for tonight, the top package including three meals~"

Foreman: "...Okay, okay!"

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