Mr. Natsume's special mantra

"Strange, where is the curse spirit in this place?" A strange voice fell into Natsume Takashi's ears through the flow of the wind.

With his head buried in the giant beast, he slowly straightened up, looking ahead vigilantly.

Exorcist?

Natsume Takashi slightly tightened the hand holding the account of friends.

Although he had a rough guess when he saw the tent above his head, but when he really had to face it, he was still very worried.

Obviously, the current situation of the cat teacher is not able to see other people, but if he wants to dispel the evil that has penetrated into the bone marrow of the cat teacher, he alone cannot do it.

He originally wanted to summon the monster in the friend's account to inquire first, and if he couldn't solve it, he would go to get rid of the monster master.

But now, before he was ready for the magic formula to summon monsters, he ushered in the demon masters first.

Natsume Takashi's expression is uncertain. Although he is a human being, his senses of exorcising demons have always been complicated.

Not all demon masters are able to accept peaceful coexistence with monsters. On the contrary, more demon masters are more inclined to make monsters into their own shikigami for their own service, and they don't care about the idea of ​​becoming a ghost of shikigami .

He wants to learn more about monsters from the monster extermination masters, but on the other hand, the closer his relationship with the monsters is, the harder it is for him to communicate with the demon exterminators.

I always feel...every contact is a betrayal of the monsters.Note①

The footsteps of the exorcists were getting closer and closer, and the strange breath also aroused the restlessness of the giant beast.

The closed scarlet eyes slowly opened, and the giant beast stared fiercely at the direction of the comer, with a threatening roar overflowing from the depths of its throat.

"Roar--"

The giant white beast suddenly stood up from the blood stains, and its giant white claws fell on the side of the conjurer like Mount Tai, causing a wave of aftermath on the ground.

The conjurer who was sent to perform the task had his pupils shrunk and his face was pale.

The information went wrong——

This is a super magic spirit that has not been registered!

His strength was nothing more than floating and shaking the tree in front of this super magic spirit. Naoki Mishima, who had just been promoted to a second-level magician, looked sad.

He is going to die here.

Even though he already knew his end at the moment he became a conjurer, he still sometimes dreamed that he would become the lucky one who died.

Naoki Mishima smiled wryly, people always have dreams.

He raised his head to look at this huge special-level curse spirit, and his eyes gradually moved down, and fell on the stumps that belonged to ordinary curse spirits that had been piled up into a hill. That was the curse spirit described in his mission.

Naoki Mishima's eyes fell back on the giant beast, and he thought bitterly, at least this super magic spirit looks really good, sweeping away the monster-like appearance of the monster in a horror movie in his impression, death In the hands of this curse spirit, it doesn't feel too bad.

He closed his eyes, not wanting to see his ugly appearance when he was killed.

He didn't want to fight with all his might, and he wasn't a hot-blooded protagonist. With such a big gap in strength, the movement of running away and resisting might look like a clown in the eyes of the opponent.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any discomfort except that the pressure from the other side was as heavy as ever.

No pain, no loss of consciousness.

Confused, Naoki Mishima opened his eyes.

The giant beast was still in the posture before closing its eyes, but to Mishima Naoki's horror, a [-]-year-old boy was sitting on the back of the giant beast, stroking its fur.

"Danger!"

Naoki Mishima, who didn't notice the relationship between the giant beast and the boy, shouted at the boy because his body preceded his consciousness.

"Get out of there!" Mishima Naoki shouted with all his strength.

What are the guys in the intelligence department doing? Anger was burning in his heart. Even when facing his own death, Naoki Mishima didn't have such anger.

His own death had been foreseen a long time ago. He has lived to this age, which is already considered an advanced age among conjurers, but the boy in front of him is still a child!A child alive with endless possibilities!

How can you die in such a place!

Naoki Mishima clenched the magic tool in his hand, his eyes were piercing, and his aura was as sharp as a drawn sword.

Even if the hope of saving that child is slim, he still has to try and risk his life!

Hearing Mishima Naoki's shout, Natsume Takashi, who was stroking the cat teacher, was stunned for a moment. What is this exorcist talking about?

Teacher Cat is dangerous, let him go?

Natsume Takashi, who had been thinking about how to talk to Naoki Mishima, realized how terrifying the current appearance of Mr. Cat is to outsiders.

He poked his head out from the giant beast's long hair, and comforted the exorcist in front of him with words.

"Don't worry, Teacher Cat won't hurt us."

He unconditionally believes in this beautiful white giant under him.

It was only then that Naoki Mishima saw the appearance of the young man. The young man was wearing a casual sweater, with a hint of sadness on his delicate face. The young man also had eyes that were slightly darker than his hair.

Very gentle look.

From the heart, just one meeting, Naoki Mishima of the old fritters roughly guessed the boy's character.

However, Naoki Mishima sighed, such a good child was confused by the curse spirit.

Looking at the super mantra that was not moving in front of him, Naoki Mishima emboldened himself, pretending to put away his attacking posture, intending to lure the young man to get off the super mantra voluntarily.

"Naoki Mishima, second-level conjurer, can you come down and talk to me?"

Watching the very reliable adult make a communication request to the boy, Takashi Natsume hesitated for a while, but slid down from the back of the giant beast as the adult wished.

"Don't worry, teacher." Natsume Takashi said softly against the giant beast's ear, "I'm just passing by for a while."

The behemoth snorted softly, seeming to understand but also not understanding, but it was obvious that the behemoth's emotions calmed down a lot under the soft voice of the young man.

Takashi Natsume raised the corners of his lips to avoid the dirt under his feet, and the boy stopped two meters away from Naoki Mishima.

"Let's talk about it here." Natsume Takashi said softly.

Naoki Mishima looked at the vigilant teenagers in front of him, and sighed, he was really fascinated, to be so wary of his own kind.

If he didn't personally send the boy out, the boy would still come back.

Thinking of this, Mishima Naoki smiled gently at the boy, and when Natsume Takashi was a little dazed, he rushed over and took him away.

In the blink of an eye, Takashi Natsume was taken away from Mr. Cat.

"Let me down!" Natsume Takashi struggled, trying to break free from Mishima Naoki's arms.

The young man's struggle made Mishima Naoki's speed slower and slower, he was so cruel that he knocked the young man unconscious.

"Roar--"

Before the consciousness disappeared, the boy only heard the angry roar of the giant beast.