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"—My name is Dazai, Osamu Dazai."

The third teaching building of Sugisawa No. [-] High School in Miyagi Prefecture.

Knotaba Yuhito had studied here before entering the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Magic and Magic. In fact, about a month ago, he was still sitting in the second classroom on the right hand side on the third floor.

And now, he has returned to the school again, with his companions, as a conjurer.

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei sighed loudly, the girl's voice was full of strong complaints and subtle emotions: "It's this school again, Knotweed, are you sure your school hasn't been cursed?"

Just as the knotweed was about to speak, Nazaki sighed heavily again: "Hurry up and deal with it, who knows how many people will be killed by the out-of-control cursed object this time?"

Hearing this, Hu Zhang's heart suddenly became heavy.

They are conjurers, who are responsible for lifting the curse and exorcising the curse spirit, and the Nuo finger in his body is a special-grade curse left by the strongest "King of Curses". Once the finger seal is touched, all levels All the curse spirits will be attracted, causing huge casualties.

In just the first month of becoming a conjurer, he has seen more life and death than in the first half of his life, and places like schools that are prone to gather curses, once there is a curse that needs to be dispatched by a conjurer, they usually don't what a good thing.

His companion, Fu Heihui, also had a serious expression on his face. The three of them quickened their pace unknowingly. The sun was about to set at dusk. After investigation, the existence of [Spell World] will not be exposed to the outside world.

According to experience, as long as they step into the range of the tent, they can see the faintest filth on the ground, so as to trace the trace of the curse spirit, but everything looks very weird today.

So clean.

Clean to the point of creepy.

The buildings that were always stained in the past now only look a little dim, and there is no strange cry of the curse spirit. In this small town with a well-protected environment, it can still be heard in the [tent] If there are a few birdsong.

"Mr. Yidizhi, are you sure that the information is not wrong?" Knotweed rubbed the back of his head, and his companion who was raised by a magician by his side looked even more ugly.

Fu Heihui's voice tightened: "There are two possibilities for this situation. One, Yidizhi's information is wrong, and there are strange stories similar to urban legends."

The two looked at each other, and invariably recalled the hellish scene where Su Nuo broke the seal with his fingers a month ago.

"Secondly, the power of the out-of-control curse is far beyond our imagination. The curses are all attracted and are killing each other." The black-haired boy lowered his voice and carefully stepped into the door of the teaching building.

That's why the edge of the [tent] can be so clean, because the weak curse spirits have been screened, and where they are going, there is likely to be an extremely powerful curse.

They wandered around the first floor, but found nothing.

——Bang!

The three raised their heads suddenly, staring fixedly at the top of their heads. In the silence, there was the sound of tiny water droplets.

pat.

pat.

Dark red drops of water fell along the edge and hit the ground, knocking out splashing flowers. The bodies of the three young conjurers suddenly stiffened. The girl slightly pursed her lips, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were as fierce as ice. Generally horrible.

Knotabagi Yuhito is born with superior senses than ordinary people, so he can hear more than his companions.

——Small whimpering sounds, as if someone was covering his mouth, for fear of crying out in the next second, but the whimpering still escaped uncontrollably, in addition to the sound of violent breathing like a bellows, He could almost picture the scene upstairs.

An innocent injured student was cornered by a ghastly curse spirit. He was so frightened that he wished he would die in the next second, and he had to cover his mouth tightly to prevent the sound from attracting more curse spirits.

"Jade dog!"

Fu Heihui was the first to release his shikigami, and the white wolf pounced, and a curse spirit who was hiding in a corner and was about to attack them was bitten in his mouth. This action was like pressing a switch, and countless curse spirits suddenly burst out gushes out, but the three of them have no time to take care of these objects of extermination.

——It is important to save lives!

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. There was blood overflowing from the crack in the door of the classroom at the end. The blood that fell in front of my eyes just now dripped from there. Knotweed sprinted two steps, bent my knees, kicked the door hard, and took a quick look. , The figure who was forced to kneel in the corner was pale, and blood continued to flow from his wrist.

The huge inflated curse spirit has opened its huge mouth, and its disgusting green skin, like a hill, is fiercely rushing towards the corner!

"Crafting spell!"

Nagasaki Wild Rose gave the curse spirit a heavy blow in time, but fortunately, Fugurohui's hypothesis did not come true. The moment the nail sank into the green skin, the curse spirit exploded like a punctured balloon. She just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but Hearing a suppressed, high-pitched and trembling female voice echoing in front of them, the ugly curse spirit disappeared, and the victim they were looking for before was exposed.

the victims.

A man and a woman, and the scene is very problematic, very unhealthy, very impure love, even the midnight file may have to be coded.

Nazaki: "...Fukui, tell me, am I dreaming?"

At first she thought she was passing through some strange Japanese drama scene, but there was no doubt that everything around her reminded her that she was not dreaming.

A beautiful girl in a white dress holds a machete with her slender fingers and holds it up high, her face is covered with tears, while the boy opposite her lowers her head, her hands are handcuffed and tied with chains Together, you can't see the look clearly, but you can tell from the beautiful facial contours that the other party has extremely superior appearance conditions.

This is probably the reason why he has to go through this kind of hatchet plot?Kagezaki was thinking absent-mindedly, while striding towards him, and Kojou Yuhito had already rushed in front of them one step ahead.

"Mr. Tiger Stick!"

With a hand knife from the knotweed stick, it hit the back of the opponent's neck just right, and the next second, the girl fell limply into his arms, and he caught it carefully before taking the time to look at the other person.

"Ta, Dazai-san?"

The appearance of this person called Dazai can almost be described as exquisite, with fair skin, his face is pale due to excessive blood loss, and his brown hair is curly and soft, showing a seaweed-like texture.

He was wrapped in bandages all over his body, his wrists, forearms, and neck were all wrapped around. Under the bandages, there might be traces of abuse. There was a piece of gauze on his left face, and his right eye was directly covered by gauze, which looked scarred. Tired.

For such a person who may have been severely abused, facing the possible perpetrator, those iris-colored pupils are full of pity, Dazai raised his head sadly: "Mr. .”

"Eh?" Knotabagi Yujin froze in place for a moment, he swallowed: "Sacrificing love?"

"Yes." Dazai sat listlessly on the ground, and closed his eyes in horror: "Sacrificing love, dying for love, Saki-chan is a very elegant woman."

Knotweed: ...

How elegant is it to behead with a hatchet?His lips parted slightly, and after a while, he said "Wow" again: "Dazai-san, I think it's better to call the police next time when something like this happens."

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei finally couldn't hold back her inner doubts, she quietly elbowed the knotweed stick: "Do you know each other?"

Knotweed bowed his head and rummaged through the hemostatic agent in his first aid kit: "He just transferred to another school last month, and we were classmates for two days."

Dazai raised his hand with great effort, his wrist was bound by heavy iron chains, this action showed that he was very weak, at least compared to the people present.

"My name is Dazai, Osamu Dazai." He looked at Wild Rose.

Kizaki Wild Rose blinked. Dazai has a temperament that is incompatible with this place. To be precise, he has a temperament that is incompatible with modern times. He seems to exist in the old era in the movie set. Wearing a mouse-gray linen striped kimono, slowly Go through the wooden corridor.

As if he knew what she was thinking, Dazai bent his eyes and showed a fragile but delicate smile: "I'm not good at dealing with people."

Dazai's voice is very recognizable and gentle: "I have been receiving teaching from teachers in the countryside before, and I have never been to school. This is the first time I have left the countryside. Everything I see now is very novel."

Nazaki: Countryside?

"...The women in the metropolis are really different. There is such a beautiful woman as you. This beautiful lady, are you willing to die in love with me?"

Nazaki: "..."

Nagasaki's expression cracked slightly: "Huh?"