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"Yo, manager."

In the middle of the day, when the grotesque curse spirits saw Wujo Wu, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts. One of the humanoid curse spirits also wanted to sneak away, but was caught by Wujo Wu.

"Don't run away, manager."

"It's Gojo-kun." The unshaven middle-aged man is actually very good-looking, with a pair of violet eyes, wearing a tattered but neat white coat, and looks exactly like a human being at first glance.

"Being more and more human."

"Haha, I accept your blessings."

One person and one curse spirit exchanged pleasantries.

Although it can't be seen from the outside, Gojo Satoru knows that the manager of the curse spirit is very familiar with humans and Japan. Simply put, the researcher who gave him a psychological test said that the manager's education is equivalent to several professors. Having lived for 200 years, being smart and loving to learn, it is not surprising that he has a reserve of knowledge that makes human beings ashamed.

"Don't worry, I came to see you on a serious matter. As long as you cooperate well, I can apply to let you leave."

Uncle Man Ling opened his mouth in surprise, "Really? There is such a good thing."

"I won't lie to you~"

The store manager's expression changed, "Okay, then I agree."

"Bingo, let's go."

"Wait! You say I can leave now?"

"The scope is limited to the high school of conjuration. You and the students are also familiar with it. If you make a wrong decision, you will be exorcised."

"How dare I act presumptuously in the magician's lair." The store manager shook his head repeatedly.

In the hundred years since he was captured by humans, this was the first time he went to a place other than the prison and the examination room. He couldn't help being cautious, even taking steps cautiously.

Gojo Satoru took him to meet the principal Yamo Zhengdao first.

"Oh, isn't this Lord Ye Moth? It's been a long time. Last time I saw you, you performed really well." The store manager smiled when he saw Ye Moth Zhengdao.

Gojo Satoru was puzzled, and the store manager immediately explained, "I was lucky enough to take the joint exam that Yamo-kun took more than 20 years ago hahaha, although it was the target of exorcism, you probably don't remember me hahaha."

Ye Mozheng didn't put down the doll he was making. How could he not remember this special curse spirit? At the beginning, he searched many places and finally pulled out the curse spirit-the store manager from the corner.There has always been a legend in the high school of conjuration. There is a curse spirit in the school that has never been expelled since the school was founded. He always thought it was a legend like "Seven Wonders of the Campus", but before the exam, his teacher was mysterious. Said, "There is indeed such a curse spirit. The teacher didn't exorcise it at the beginning. The opportunity is left to you. Whoever exorcises that curse spirit will surely become a legend in the conjuration college. I can't wait to hear what belongs to you." My legend is over, come on, young conjurer."Because of what the teacher said, he searched the place of the exam - the forest of death - for a few days, and finally caught the store manager, but he didn't expect that he was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as his father, and he had a flattering face The face of his father who carefully begged the four-eyed head teacher for a period of time when he was kicked out for failing to pay the tuition fees of the private elementary school when he was a child merged together.Damn, he suddenly couldn't do anything.

Ordinary second-level spell spirits no longer have the high spirits of wild spell spirits, and their faces are covered with frost and frost that have narrowly escaped countless death crises. Ah! Do it!" He shouted at that time.

"Mr. Night Moth? Is this your surname? I'm just an ordinary second-level curse spirit. Even the first-year students can be exorcised. The struggle of the weak is too ugly. I have given up. "Night Moth Zhengdao remembered something bad. His father committed suicide because the small workshop at home couldn't afford the loan and couldn't pay his tuition fees, and he was pressed for debt by usury...

At the end of the memory, Ye Mozheng put down the doll and said to Gojo Satoru, "Although I didn't explain the reason, but this time, make an exception, if something unexpected happens."

Gojo Satoru: "I am fully responsible."

The legs of the second-level curse spirit who stepped out of the conjuration college for the first time are weak. The great changes in the world in the past century have caused the male curse spirit to be out of touch with human society for too long?His eyes were dazzled, and he was startled when he saw everything. If it wasn't for Wutiao Wu who could see this curse spirit, he would have been watched by the crowd long ago.

The second-level curse spirit sighed, "Human beings are really amazing, but the world has become like this in such a short period of time. The last time I saw people outside was the two years when the Taisho was about to end."

Wujo Wu moved his ears and asked, "Do you know Tsurumi Kyo?"

"Tsurumi...King." The curse spirit's eyes suddenly changed, and the violets that were mixed with worldly caress and became muddy suddenly brightened up, as if just hearing the name Tsurumi Jing was enough to forget the hundred years of slavery Life.

Even the cynical Gojo Satoru was shocked by the earth-shaking changes of the curse spirit.

"It's amazing, I'm getting more and more curious about Tsurumi now."

Curse Spirit rubbed his hands, "Ah, that was really a once-in-a-lifetime encounter. I broke into the back door of Tsurumikage Tavern while avoiding the pursuit of the magician."

"Wait, the proprietress who named you is the proprietress, right?" Gojo Satoru didn't think his memory was wrong.

"The proprietress may not necessarily be a woman. At that time, Tsurumi-sensei was indeed the most famous proprietress in Kabukicho, but she was the queen of Yoshiwara."

Gojo Satoru: ...

Tsurumi Kyou turned out to be a master of women's clothing!Yoshiwara was popular in the Taisho era.

At the same time, he is also an elegant writer, who is called "the representative of romantic literature in the Taisho era" by literary critics. "The name Tsurumi mirror has always been connected with the Taisho era." Betrayal of Life is a treasure that cannot be ignored in modern Japanese literature."

It's amazing, my country.

It's amazing, our country's writers.

These two books are sold in bookstores, but Gojo Satoru was not from a regular school after all, and he had never heard of Tsurumi Kyou.

"One?" The lovely waitress in the coffee shop showed a formulaic smile when she saw Gojo Satoru, and Gojo Satoru took off the blindfold like a prank——

The waitress was stunned, and the wind was messy.Some people, obviously just wearing a blindfold, seem to be a different person, it's a lie!Superman only wore a blindfold, but he was not mistaken by the audience.

"Two sandwiches and coffee."

The blindfold was on again.

The handsome guy with a beautiful face in the prosperous age just now is an illusion, the waitress has returned to normal, and the weirdo is the weirdo.

Gojo Satoru tore open the plastic cover of Tsurumi Kage's novel, flipped through a few pages casually, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the store manager's daring anger and reluctance to speak out because of his contempt for Tsurumi Kage's works. His pupils became bigger and bigger, and the strongest face in the magic world cracked when he saw the clip of Mori Jinwai's breastfeeding. Also, Mori Jinwai gave birth to a baby with two faces, four eyes, and four arms, and Wutiaojiashuli The two-faced Su Nuo... the sense of sight is too strong.

The sandwiches came, but the young lady couldn't see the curse spirit, so both were brought to Gojo Satoru, and after she left, Gojo Satoru pushed the sandwiches and coffee in front of the store manager.

Naturally, the high school of conjuration will not let the curse spirit eat, the only thing that the curse spirit eats, isn't that human?

The store manager accepted it with a natural expression.

I really ate it.

"Now tell me what you know about Matoutang."