Can a psychic become a conjurer?

"Okay." She let go of her hand and began to look at the curse spirit in the alley.

"Slender waist, big hips, big breasts, big eyes, small nose, cherry mouth, you know a lot about men's hobbies."

Fu Heihui, who was barely standing, just wanted to say outrageous when he heard the words, but he was wrong when he thought about it, and suddenly looked at the curse spirit.

The waist on the short side of A4, the exaggerated buttocks and chest, the rest of it is skinny, the eyes occupying half of the face, the negligible nose, and the small mouth with exposed fangs.

From today on, "slender waist, big buttocks, big breasts, big eyes, small nose, cherry mouth" must not appear in his hobbies!

Can't look straight at this description again!

The two of them looked at the curse spirit shyly and covered his face with his dead branch-like hands. When he saw Fu Heihui's disgusted expression, he ran away on the spot.

"Then according to the original plan, you will use shikigami to catch it, and then I will touch it." Osamu Dazai calmly ignored the curse spirit who rushed over, and even complained leisurely, "Don't let you go!" dog, I hate dogs."

Fu Heihui released the big snake indifferently, entangled the hot-eyed curse spirit, and then watched Dazai Osamu walk past, couldn't help urging: "Hurry up, it won't last long."

After all, it is premium...

Shocked by the sight in front of him, Fu Heihui even went blank for a moment.

The super magic spirit in an enraged state turned transparent the moment Osamu Dazai touched it with his fingertips, and then completely dissipated.

"Ha... Is there such a big difference between special grade and special grade? This doesn't feel like a strong struggle at all." Osamu Dazai said disappointedly, "It seems that the division of relevant grades needs to be refined."

Before Leuhu disappeared, she felt the resistance and struggle of her soul.And this one lost its breath the moment it was touched, so its death can be confirmed.

Hui: "Ha."

As a boy raised by Wujo Wujo, the strongest conjurer, Fukui Hui thought that Wujo Wujo was already outrageous and pretending to be in battle.

I didn't expect that there was another Osamu Dazai.

Although rationality told him that Dazai Osamu's technique must touch the opponent to use it, and she herself is very weak, so it is impossible to be stronger than Gojo Satoru, but this kind of shock that disappears in smoke after being hit is too great.

He felt like a joke when he was beaten to the point where he couldn't live a few minutes ago.

"By the way, how do we deal with these damaged buildings?"

After discovering the traces of the curse spirit, professionals have set up "tents" around which ordinary people cannot enter, but the damage to the venue needs to be resolved.

You can't let the curse spirit lose money.

Fu Heihui wiped the blood from his lips: "There are special aftermath personnel."

"Then who pays?"

"government."

Dazai Osamu thought about the frequency of accidents in Tokyo, and said sincerely: "The government is really rich."

Hui: "... Let's go back, the gap between super-class and super-class you mentioned just now, have you met other super-class spell spirits?"

"It should be, at least much better than the one just now. Keiko, do you need me to help you?" Osamu Dazai opened his arms, expressing that he was ready to hug the injured junior.

Fu Heihui almost spat out another mouthful of blood: "Don't call me Hui Huizi!"

The battle damage couldn't stand the thick-skinned innocent person, and in the end he was carried away with his shoulders on Osamu Dazai.

On the way to the parking spot, the two had a friendly conversation: "I didn't realize it before, Hui is a little taller than me, how old are you this year?"

Fuhei Unhappy Hui: "Fifteen."

Dazai: "Hahahahahahaha——"

"What are you laughing at?" Inexplicable.

"I think of happy things." For example, a little boy who was only 15 meters long when he was 1.5 years old.

She is 1.7 meters this year, someone is only 1.6 meters, and has not grown taller for a year hahahaha.

Although I don't know why the other party is happy, this look is better than pretending to be sunny, Fu Heihui softened his expression, thinking that today is not a bad day.

Dazai: "Is Hui-kun very close to death just now? Can I interview you about your thoughts?"

"I don't have any ideas." Fu Heihui was still a little entangled when talking about this matter, "When faced with a situation that cannot be solved with the current ability, I don't think there is any hesitation in choosing death to obtain a relatively acceptable result. But, teacher Said that I am not motivated like this."

"Then, how did Hui affirm the 'life'?"

"Live in a way you can accept, and then do what you want, isn't that the meaning of 'life'?"

In the process of growing up, conjurers do the most to know and affirm themselves, so "restraint" will increase their strength and make their spells even better.

"Well said!" Osamu Dazai nodded in affirmation.

Fu Heihui asked with relief and hope: "So is there anything you want to do?"

Osamu Dazai replied energetically, "Suicide."

Hui: "..." It's hopeless, so let it be.

Fu Heihui was lying on the hospital bed. Everyone was used to the fact that he would probably be beaten when he went on missions, but there was nothing to do. Taking advantage of the intermission of training, he sat in front of the hospital bed with a melon in his hand and listened to Osamu Dazai talking about what happened today. .

"At the beginning, Hui and I were searching for the super magic spirit not far away, but a beautiful high school girl came to me and asked if I could go with her."

Nagasaki Wild Rose showed an expression that she couldn't bear to look directly at: "Then you left with her?"

Knotabagi Yuhito: "Is there something wrong with that girl?"

"She thinks I'm pretty and weak and easy to deceive, so she plans to trick me into playing with the boy who kidnapped her." Osamu Dazai picked up the apple and tossed it in his hand.

The girl's uniform had many creases, and the traces of the rope on her wrists were very fresh. She lowered her head not because of shyness, but because of fear and shame.

Near that high school, there are some delinquent teenagers and social people hanging around.In school, weak, timid and beautiful girls are easily bullied, and if you think about it carefully, you can guess what happened.

Probably tied up the girl and planned to do something to her, but when I saw her on the road, I asked the girl to call her over.

When she called later, the police said they would be there soon without asking any detailed questions.Apparently this isn't the first time this has happened.

Fu Heihui, who was shut up under the quilt, suddenly got up from the quilt, frowned and said, "Tell me earlier, I can go and beat them up."

Dazai handed him the apple, and continued: "I didn't even see their faces, I just called the police as an enthusiastic citizen. Because I saw a volcanic-headed magic spirit sitting there in the restaurant next door as if waiting Anyone, just go over and say hello."

Kizaki: "Say... hello?"

Youruhito: "The volcano head, is it like Mount Fuji?"

"Yeah, he also threatened to melt all the snow on Mount Fuji in the future. I think his idea is very good, so I happily shook hands with him."

Nagasaki: "Is it you who are happy?"

Youren, who was scolded several times by Su Nuo because of the handshake incident: "Is he okay?"

"The body disappeared, but the person is probably still alive."

"Do you know the reason?" Gojo Satoru, who appeared suddenly, pushed Fukuroi back, covered the quilt, and then handed the box lunch in the other hand to Osamu Dazai, and then sat on the chair to eat melons together.

"Would you believe me now that I said I had lunch?"

Osamu Dazai put the lunch box on his knees, put his hands on his chin, and refused with his eyes, "That is a creature with a soul, that is, what they think is a human being. And I can only eliminate energy, such as the special curse that Fu Hei-kun encountered. Spirit. Let me say, at least optimize the step-by-step level of the spell spirit?"

"Because there are not many conjurers who can fight with super-level spell spirits, the higher-ups feel that refinement will cause panic. And for me, there is not much difference in their strength." Gojo Satoru reached out to open the lunch box on her lap, and opened it once Sexual chopsticks and stuffed them into her hands, "Your man, you don't need me to feed you?"

Kagezaki, who was a little fascinated by the scenery in front of him, suddenly reacted: "No, wait, that is to say, do those curse spirits want to become humans?"

"Have self-awareness, then have self-identity, then the mutual recognition between races, and then hope to be recognized by the world. In this way, even if they kill, they have a purpose." Dazai explained, Eat honestly.

She's anorexic, probably to the point where she doesn't think about eating at all unless she's reminded, and finds it difficult to feel pleasure from eating.

Except for crabs.

Knotashi Yuhito said in a daze, "In other words, that Mount Fuji curse spirit is the same as us in a certain sense."

Is there any difference between killing curse spirits and killing humans?

Fu Heihui once again exposed the cover and stood up: "Kumizhang Youren."

Yuren: "Here!"

"Which page did you memorize in "Instructions for Permanent Members of the Third World"?"

Youruhito replied loudly: "The first page."

"..." Fu Heihui resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and explained, "The last sentence in Chapter 3 of "Instructions for Permanent Members of the Third World" is 'demons, ghosts, and curse spirits, when they evolve to a certain level, they will become Become a creature equal to a human being, before fighting, please make sure you are right'. We have fought the curse spirit to that extent, it is not justice, it is correct."

"There are not many people who can finish Chapter 1 of that book." The door was opened again, Zenyuan Maki and other second graders pushed the door in with a few boxes, and threw the boxes on the ground with a few bang bangs. "And the whole Chapter 3, except for this sentence you said, is all nonsense."

Osamu Dazai put down his chopsticks and clapped vigorously: "It turns out that Maki is holding the heaviest thing, as expected of you!"

Gojo Satoru continued to put the chopsticks back into her hand: "Eat a little more, you can do it too."

"...I'm eighteen, not three, thank you." She was rarely speechless, but she still lowered her head and continued to eat.

Zenyuan Maki's words were unanimously approved by everyone, and then the first graders became curious about the things in the box.

Fat Da: "This is the sun wheel knife sent by the ghost killing team. Considering that the magician needs to have free hand seals, it is basically a short knife. According to the requirements of the knife forger, everyone must read and recite the knife Use and Care Manual."

Nazaki opened the box to check the knives inside, and was disappointed to find that these were all forearm-length standard red-edged knives, and the color would not change according to the attributes of the users.

"So we were forbidden to go out of school without permission, and I was asked to come back before the sun set, because we were afraid that we would be attacked by ghosts? What's the matter, aren't they not active in Kyoto, and they never gather together?"

Although ghosts have strong regenerative abilities, not many are powerful and active, and their fatal points are also very obvious. They are afraid of the sun, and they will die if their heads are cut off by a sun wheel knife.

Gojo Satoru: "It has been confirmed that Ghost Mai Tsuji is in Tokyo, and Twelve Ghost Moon is also there. I have met with the sixth of their last strings. Considering the blood ghost technique, regenerative ability and physical strength, it is probably equal to Yu at this time. The strength of Su Nuo in Ren's body when it does not open the field."

That is, the strength of the three Nuo fingers.

Osamu Dazai, who finally barely finished his meal, looked up and added: "For Wu Mi, the lower strings can be laid off and replenished at any time. The six upper strings seem to have not changed for hundreds of years."

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Fu Heihui asked seriously: "So what is going to happen?"

Rose Nagasaki thought of something, and answered subconsciously: "Summer camp?"

Osamu Dazai and Gojo Satoru nodded: "Summer camp."

Fu Heihui:? ? ?