The Melaleuca Routine of Dominating the Devil

As Wujo Satoru guessed, in the incident of the special-level curse spirit in the juvenile academy, the two-faced Nuo played an important role in exorcising the super-level curse spirit.

Even Youruhito Knotata didn't realize that the black-haired girl who was conditioned to protect her behind her had actually possessed a special spell like Su Nuo's finger.The moment his finger touches the boy's body, the dominating demon is pulled into the realm of the two-faced Su Nuo.

No one knew what kind of negotiation the King of Curses had with Miss Maqima, only the tiger stick vaguely remembered that at the last moment before coma, what stayed on the retina was the back of the pink-haired woman Shi Shiran leaving.And the mouth of Su Nuo that came out of his hand seemed to be completely swept away, and he muttered something like "monster that can't be killed".

Even the two-faced Su Nuo of the monster commented like this, how much "monster" is Miss Maqima?

Where did Nayuta disappear?Can Teacher Wujo find her?

Of course, no one took the initiative to answer these questions of Knotabagi Youroto.In fact, after the outbreak of the special-level curse spirit incident, the reappearance of the chainsaw man became the mainstream instead, causing a sensation to a certain extent in the Japanese public security and magicians circles.Some cheered, others feared.The hero who defeated the great demon has disappeared for too long. Even if he wants to remember the heroic deeds of the chainsaw man ten years ago, it takes time to react.

Knowing or unknowing human beings are running around, making all kinds of cover-ups to reduce the panic of ordinary citizens, and they are very busy, and the same is true for the conjurer.After waking up, Fu Heihui and Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei had to face the dilemma that their classmate "passed away" and the teacher was still not there; the incident fermented to the end, and no one paid attention to another "freshman" of the college.

Where did Nayuta, who was found missing by the high-ranking conjurer, go?

As Fuhei said, the dominating demon took the Shinkansen train and headed all the way to Sendai.

The train station on weekdays is full of people coming and going.Due to the continuous autumn rain, some passengers getting on and off the bus had half-wet clothes and looked tired, and the air was filled with a damp and cold smell.In the crowded carriage, no one cared about the black-haired girl sitting in the corner.With a weak sense of existence, she is like a ghost passing by. Just one glance makes people feel that they are looking at the flowers in the fog and are elusive.

However, ghosts do exist.

In the public security demon hunter circle, the ghost demon that Himeno signed the contract is a demon formed by human beings fearing ghosts; while in the world of magicians, invisible monsters are all kinds of strange things, it would be more appropriate to call them magic spirits .

For example, the curse spirit lying outside the car window is one of them.

Fog condensed on the car window, except for the black-haired girl, no one saw the vicious curse spirit with its mouth wide open, its saliva dripping continuously, melting into the falling rainwater.The huge eyeball, which was so big that it didn't even have eyelids, kept squirming, and the black eyeballs fixed on Nayuta firmly.In other words, it was staring at the special curse in the girl's hand.

The double-faced nuo finger held in the hand is like a piece of fragrant meat, attracting many salivating curse spirits.The girl first made a gesture like holding a pen, and then turned it between her fingers.The huge black eyes moved up and down, and Nayuta stopped his rare entertainment when he heard the train's station announcement.

She put away Su Nuo's fingers and smiled at the curse spirit whose face was squeezed against the car window.Aligning the fingertips, the golden circle eyes did not blink.

"boom."

The door opened, and Nayuta got out of the car along with the crowd.In the vast rain curtain, the colors of the sky and the earth are separated, leaving only empty gray.She stopped and walked in the mixed black and gray crowd, until the utter whiteness came into her sight.

"Where are you going, Miss Marchma?"

The tall conjurer still kept dry in this gloomy and continuous rainy day, even the passers-by who were so irrelevant to the matter now looked at him curiously.Nayuta was not surprised, because when she got off the car, she smelled the scent of the conjurer in advance.

"Teacher Wutiao is the one, why did he appear here?" she asked. "It's clear that the matter of Mr. Huzhang has not been dealt with yet."

"Are you talking about Yuren? Compared to Ms. Machima who left without saying a word, he is still very worry-free..."

With his hands in his pockets, he leaned against the lamp post in a shapeless manner.Probably a few drops of rain were blown off the sunglasses by the wind, Gojo Satoru took off the sunglasses and wiped them, while not forgetting to look over with his six eyes.The girl had already changed out of his well-designed uniform, and returned to her previous dress.Nayuta's overly calm expression made Gojo Satoru involuntarily serious.

"No, you want to... drop out of school?"

……

"Don't be so nervous, Gojo-sensei."

The announcement that the train was about to arrive at the station sounded again, and the crowd on the platform gradually poured in.So Nayuta suggested. "Let's get out of here and talk."

"What the hell are you planning, Mazima..."

"I said, leave here first." Nayuta said. "Let's go."

The gentle-looking black-haired girl finally gave up her false honorifics in words, and coincided with the "Miss Machima" who was used to giving orders.Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, he didn't speak, just stood there quietly, watching Nayuta approaching step by step, passing him by.

"Where are you going, Miss Macchima?" The white-haired young man asked from behind. "Marchma?"

The girl walking in front didn't answer, Gojo Satoru shook his head, and could only follow her as told.

"What a disobedient student."

"..."

After catching up from behind, I realized that compared to the weak girl he first saw in the photo of Otoko Yuta, after returning to Japan, Nayuta seemed to have finally ushered in the growth period and was no longer so thin.When she straightened her back and walked leisurely among the crowd, the corners of her black skirt unfolded, like the wings of a butterfly, and also like the bottomless black suit coat worn by the police hunter lady in the past.

Nayuta is transforming into 【Makima】.Gojo Satoru suddenly realized this clearly.

The obedient and obedient camouflage gradually peeled off, and the lustful man who possessed the dominant power was showing delicate fangs through the appearance of the doll.Although he always referred to Nayuta as Machima, when the shadow of that woman really came out of his memory, the unruly excitement from the past came back, almost knocking down the pretentious people's teacher .

In Gojo Satoru's memory, Miss Machima has always been so careless.She doesn't care about people's hearts, or past lives.Because people will take the initiative to hold out their hearts to her, just like those hunters in the fourth section of the Public Security Bureau, just like, Jie——

So here comes the problem.

Nayuta returned to Japan in just one month, how much power has she accumulated?How many people are controlled by her without anyone knowing?

There are also special-grade curse objects and the fingers of the two-faced Nuo. Why can this woman hide the secret so well and wait until the last moment to play tricks on him?

"I have always felt that being a student is very hard work."

One in front of the other, the distance between them was no more than three or four meters, and they walked out of the station comfortably and walked onto the street.There are very few pedestrians who go out on rainy days, which allows the girl walking in front to speak freely, speaking words that can calm ordinary people.

"In human civilization, in order to gain knowledge, students are willing to be instructed by the teacher who imparts knowledge, and even do things that go against their own conscience. This is probably a common dominance relationship all over the world."

"It's not impossible for you to recognize my contribution." Wutiao Wudao. "I think being a teacher is pretty successful."

"Really? But Mr. Huzhang and Mr. Fuhei, didn't they encounter a super-level curse spirit? Where was Teacher Wutiao at that time?"

"..."

"Letting students fall into a life-threatening situation is not what a good teacher should do. Wujo-kun should also reflect on it."

"Are you the strongest? Will the strongest be bound by the rules and regulations of the magic world?"

"Like a chainsaw guy? In the end, Dianci-kun didn't even look down on the public security system, and even went to hell to find me. What would the strongest Wujo-kun do?"

The girl's voice was sweet and soft, with needles hidden in the cotton, and all she said were facts that made even Gojo Satoru's smile crumble.However, the devil would not stop there. After seeing the alley ahead, the girl went around the corner and walked in.Gojo Wujo was left standing there in a daze, still thinking about what she said.

"How many shocking chainsaw men do you think there are in the world..." He raised his head, and there was no one in front of him. "Miss Marchma?"

In the alley at the corner ahead, the breath of the devil always exists.So Gojo Satoru changed his name. "Moshi Moshi ~ Nayuta?"

"I never wanted to be your student, and I never wanted to obey the conventions of human society."

"After all... I'm more used to being liked by humans, and then I put collars on them."

The female voice suddenly sounded, gentle and a little hoarse, not only penetrated the rain and fog covering the world, but also connected all the memories of Gojo Satoru ten years ago.

The pink-haired woman, the inhuman smile, those fake hand-holding and hugging, the lies uttered by red lips and playing with people's hearts.

Hidden behind those eyes is the arrogance and dominance of the devil.He thought of the chain protruding from the woman's lower abdomen, the reverse of the failed spell, and even at the last moment, Xia Youjie's silent eyes...

It's Macchima.

— That woman, she's back.

This thunder-like moment of sobriety seemed to let the rain pass through the no-lower-limit spell, pouring the face of the strongest conjurer in a gust of wind and rain.Gojo Satoru didn't even think about it, and strode into the alley with one stride.It was no longer the appearance of a girl who fell into the six eyes, but a pink-haired woman in a shirt and trousers with a smile on her face.Those golden eyes were shining brightly. Even after ten years, Maqima was still the same as in memory, and her appearance hadn't changed at all.

— After all, the one standing in front of him is a demon.

"Let's play a game, Go-kun."

The pink-haired woman raised her arms and closed her left eye.She pointed her fingertips at the white-haired conjurer who pulled off the blindfold, smiling peacefully. "The name of this game is [Fighting]."

"...I can't ask for it." Wutiao Wudao. "No, it's overdue."

It is no longer the temptation of words, the friction of wandering on the edge, this is the inevitable battle between the strongest magician and the dominating demon.A serious battle destined to see blood.

The lively Wujo Satoru ten years ago was waking up in the heart of Mr. Wujo like a beast that had been sleeping for many years.The beast was cheering and roaring, hitting his heart over and over again, causing his heart to contract uncontrollably.

"This game has been hidden by Miss Machima for ten years."

Wujo smiled, restrained and crazy. "So, why did you change back to Ms. Makima? As I said, as long as you remain Nayuta for the rest of your life, it's fine..."

"Nayuta for the rest of my life, obediently listening to Gojo-sensei?"

That shallow and disdainful smile ignited the last trace of reason.The blood was burning, boiling, bursting.The muscles all over his body tensed up, and the neurons exploded under the continuous rush of dopamine. Wujo Satoru had never been so awake, nor had he been so looking forward to a game.

"After defeating you, it's Miss Macchima's turn to be obedient this time—hand over another Su Nuo finger!"

The blue eyes flashed, Gojo Satoru's figure turned into a bright and sharp lightning in the rain!Rush towards the pink-haired woman in front!

"You have to make it up to me, Miss Macchima~!"

The red light disappeared after a beat in his palm, and the conjurer gave a strange smile, "Speaking of this move, you probably haven't seen it before..."

The world became quiet, the sound of rain, the sound of wind, everything was isolated by the magic power, the conjurer made gestures, and countless amounts of information were ready to move, and they were about to sweep away towards Mazima.

With a time difference of 0.1 seconds, the dominating demon also activated his ability with a smile, and the chain came out of nowhere, and at the end was a female demon with an exposed brain and a dangling eyeball.

"The field unfolds—infinite space."

"Halloween!"