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After cutting off the communication with Takeori, Osamu Bunbu slowly put down the terminal.

All unnecessary expressions disappeared from the young man's face, and after completing the placement of the spell, Bunbe Shuhei unbuttoned the collar of his shirt in silence.He pinched the golden swirl button tightly, and veins appeared on the back of his hand.

"Please come out," he opened the lock, tore off the shackle, and whispered into the air, "It's safe now."

The mantra emerged from the skin of Shuhei Bunbube's left arm, happily swimming around his arm.

Since leaving Yokohama, except for the three months in the confinement room, Shuhei Bunbu rarely had the opportunity to let "her" come out to breathe.Now, away from the surveillance of the Wenbu family, and the shielding in the dormitory has been established, it is a good opportunity.

The incantation slipped from the boy's arm and rushed to the desk. In addition to the snacks, Kikufu's bag also contained the old book left over from Shuhei's mission by the Ministry of Education.

The spell swallowed up the remaining half of the text in the old book, and happily returned to Shuhei Bunbube.

With enough text support, the mantra was quickly decomposed and reconstructed, and the image of the kimono girl who had teased the head of the Bunbu Patriarch appeared in front of Shuhei Bunbu.

"Sister," Bunbu Shuhei knelt on the floor and hugged her.

The girl's face showed care and worry that didn't match her young appearance. She rubbed the boy's head and made mouth shapes——

"Don't cry."

The girl, Bunbu Yue, Bunbu Shuhei's older sister, who was two years older than him, passed away ten years ago because of an "accident".Also affected by the "accident" was their mother, Bunbu Misa.

The effect of Bunbu Misa's spell is "rejection", which is a weak spell that can only help her husband repel the dust on his clothes after missions.But under her desperation as a mother, she played an unexpected role——

Bunbu Misa rejects Bunbu Yue's death.

However, Bunbu Misa was seriously injured at the time, and the mana power consumption caused by the super-level operation cost her the last of her life.

That day, when Wenbu Masaki, who was the head of the family, returned home, he saw his wife who died of serious injuries and his children crying in grief.

The mother's magic formula forcibly kept the girl in the world, but Bunbe Yue's body was dead, and the girl had to start transforming into a curse spirit...

In order to prevent his daughter from losing her sanity and memory and degenerating into a complete curse spirit, under great grief, Masaki Bunbube made a shocking decision by relying on the particularity of the technique——

He used part of his daughter's body to make a curse object, so that Bunbu Yue could live in it.

The tattoo-like mantra on Shuhei Bunbu's left arm is the body of the mantra.

Under the operation of their father, they will always guard each other.

"I'm already 15 years old, I won't cry anymore." Wenbu Shuhei said.

"Really." The boy emphasized, and finally lost in the eye contact with her, "I'm just... a little sad."

Although the siblings share the same mind, some words can only be expressed in order to vent their inner emotions.

"Sister, we may...we won't be able to go back to Yokohama for the time being." The boy's eyes were red, but he gritted his teeth and kept his voice steady, "We may be in the magic world...for a long time."

Bunbu Shuhei has been suppressed for a long time.

The reason why he "returned" to Wenbu's house was to investigate the accident that caused him to lose his mother and sister.But half a year ago, his investigation hit a bottleneck - the clues went from the Wenbu family to the curse master, and from the curse master back to the Wenbu family, and then it was completely interrupted.

After a desperate investigation without a clue, he was confinement for three months that brought him tremendous mental pressure——

[Spell Manipulation] will make people very sensitive to words with mantra.In order to show punishment, the Wenbu family filled the confinement room with spells.Shuhei Bunbu had been on the verge of collapse several times. If he hadn't been accompanied by his sister, he might have fallen into madness.

Later, because of a conversation he had with the Colorless King at the [Pillar Tower] in mid-June, Shuhei Bunbu's plan was completely disrupted, and the gray-haired boy had to re-plan his future.

And yesterday, he learned of the Zenyuan family's plan. If he couldn't make a timely response to let the Zenyuan family succeed, Shuhei Bunbube's rudimentary plan would be ruined once again.

These accumulated frustrations can never be resolved.

Yuu Bunbu pointed to Shuhei Bunbu to pick up the terminal.

"If you're sad, go talk to that person."

Although I hate him.That's what the girl said on her face.

"No, no need." Wenbu Shuhei closed his eyes, buried his collapse in his heart, "I bought Kikufu, come and taste it."

"Don't you not like desserts?" Bunbu Yue didn't poke him, and followed his topic, expressing doubts with his eyes.

"After eating and brushing your teeth, there is a newly bought mouthwash in the drawer." Bunbu Shuhei took her hand and walked towards the desk.

"Give me some respect for my sister! I'm not a real kid!" A grumpy complaint came from Bunbu Yue in his heart.

"Okay, okay." Bunbu Shuhei agreed, bent down and picked up the girl on his lap.

"..." Bunbu Yue was speechless, "Are you ready? I'm about to start?"

"Come on." Bunbu Shuhei closed his eyes and smiled.

Bunbe Yue's seven-year-old girl's shell disintegrated in Bunbe Shuhei's arms, and the fine words floated in the air, wrapping Bunbu Shuhei like mist.

The mist gathered inward, and shallow, flowing ink-colored words appeared on the boy's skin. "Bunbu Shuhei" opened his eyes, the color of his pupils had changed to a bright orange-red.

"Tsk, the physical condition is bad enough," the boy stretched his fingers, "Are you so good at taking care of yourself?"

In order to hide, Bunbu Youhui is usually in a deep sleep state, not knowing how the worrying younger brother tormented himself.

"I didn't eat well last night, and I didn't eat breakfast or lunch today..." Bunbu Yue checked the dormitory, but found no food other than Xi Jiufu, and was almost furious, "Can dessert be eaten as a meal?"

But there is no other choice.Yue Bunbu sat down angrily, took Kikufuku's bag, and started.

Bunbu Shuhei is sleeping deep in this body, but now Bunbu Yue will not wake him up no matter how angry he is:

Although it is feasible for the two of them to be conscious at the same time, Shuhei Bunbube has a deep resistance to sweetness, even to the point where chewing the sweetness of rice would make him violently vomit.

"..." Bunbu Yue slowly and rarely tasted his brother's heart.

Although it is in the state of being incarnated by the cursed object, it is still necessary to reduce this exchange of consciousness.

The younger brother and the [Six Eyes] of the Wutiao family are reading together, frequent exchanges of consciousness will leave traces on the mantra, even if there is interference from the mantra, it is not safe.

It's better to sleep for a while, Bunbu Yue decided.

However, she had to deal with her brother's problem first.

"Hey, is this puberty?" After eating Kikufuku, Bunbu Yue disposed of the packaging bag, and began to brush his teeth carefully, trying not to leave a trace of smell, "Obviously there are reliable friends and guardians. "

Walking out of the bathroom, she picked up the terminal, skillfully found a name in the address book, and requested to communicate.

"Adolescent brat, let my sister help you once." Taking a mouthful of mouthwash, Bunbu Youe flicked his forehead hard, and his consciousness quickly sank.

***

Osamu Dazai slumped in the armchair, his resistance to the pile of documents in front of him was written all over from his hair to his toes.

"Hey! Mackerel! A leader should look like a leader!" Nakahara Chuya threw a stack of new documents in front of Dazai Osamu, and said angrily, "Stop mixing your work with me!"

During the two years since Osamu Dazai came to power, the normal operation of the port Mafia was entirely dependent on Chuya Chuya's hard work.In order to urge Osamu Dazai to correct and review the documents, Chuya Nakahara even moved his desk to the corner of the chief's office.

But this made it easier for Osamu Dazai to secretly hide his position, and added burdens that were not within his responsibility.

"Huh? So the little slug can be found?" Dazai Osamu dragged his red scarf to touch the fish, and said in a drawn-out voice, "I'm really sorry, after all, Zhongya has been submerged in it, and I can't even see the top of my head. .”

Hard, fist hard.

Chuya Nakahara, who is getting older but still stagnant in height, can no longer comfort himself with the fact that he can still grow as a minor.

This is the leader, you can't beat him casually, this is the leader, you can't beat him casually... Zhongya Nakahara slammed the door hard, shutting Osamu Dazai's arrogant laughter inside the room.

Osamu Dazai smiled happily, tapped the ground with his toes, and turned the chair. At this moment, the terminal rang.

"Moshi Moshi, Dazai is here."

"Little Xiuping? Is sister-chan okay?" He squeezed his throat, his voice sweet and greasy. "I haven't contacted the teacher for so long, the teacher is really sad~"

On the other side of the terminal, there was only a piercing cough.

……

When Shuhei Bunbe regained control of his body, he found that his forehead was burning with pain, with a mouthful of mouthwash in his mouth, and a terminal with a lit screen in his hand.

The communication interface displayed on the terminal screen gave him a vague premonition.

Sure enough, in the next second, Dazai Osamu's artificial voice came out, torturing Bunbu Shuhei's ears.

And it was these few seconds of dazedness that allowed the mouthwash to take the opportunity to work——

An extremely fresh mint smell that is enough to cleanse the soul spreads, starting from the mouth aggressively, passing through the nasal cavity, and finally heading straight to the top of the head.

Osamu Dazai could imagine the embarrassment of Shuhei Bunbube just by hearing the voice. He laughed so hard that even the chair was shaking.

Shuhei Bunbu raised his head while supporting the edge of the sink.The terminal was thrown on the bed by him, but Dazai Osamu's arrogant laughter could still be heard through a door.

Bunbu Shuhei looked at himself in the mirror speechlessly - the young man still had a popped red mark on his forehead.

Isn't this attack too harsh?Are you worthy of that bag of Xijiufu?Doesn't conscience hurt?

Bunbu Shuhei seemed to be able to feel the pride and joy coming from the mantra.

Picking up the terminal, Bunbu Shuhei greeted: "Mr. Dazai." His tone was steady, trying his best to conceal his guilty conscience.

Osamu Dazai was already out of breath from laughing: "Little Shuhei, how do you feel now?"

"Not very good," Shuhei Bunbube replied, carefully controlling the opening and closing of his mouth, "like a hurricane dancing in his head."

Osamu Dazai understood what happened to Shuhei Bunbube as soon as he heard it: "Which brand of mouthwash does sister-chan use? I'm going to prepare a bottle for the slug too."

"Forget it, Dazai-sensei." Bunbu Shuhei complained, "Mr. Nakahara has worked very hard, don't add extra mental burden to him."

"Ah... since it's the request of cute little Shuhei, let's let the slug go." Osamu Dazai sat up straight on the chair.

"So, Shuhei, shouldn't it be time for you to talk to me about something serious?"

The author has something to say:

For the taste of mouthwash that persecuted Shuhei, please think of Fengyoujing orally.