Clow cards are all with writers

Feng He's lack of magic power this time triggered quite a chain reaction.The lack of magic power would have weakened the body's immunity, and she had been blowing wind on the walls of Obsidian City for so long.

It is reasonable to have a cold and fever.

Because he was worried that the identity of the girl would be exposed to the eyeliner of the rich businessman, Giotto did not go to the nearest dock town to ask for a doctor, but went to the market town of Sawu Mountain, where the living standard and information are relatively backward.

"what did the doctor say?"

"It is said that she is weak and cold, let us keep her warm and let her take medicine on time."

"I went out to inquire about the ghost you met yesterday. It is said that he has been disguised as a human and lived in Obsidian City, and there is no trace of him in Obsidian City now."

"Thank you, G."

"It's nothing, but..." G paused: "Is that ghost really that strong? Both you and Yuyue failed to kill it?"

Giotto on the opposite side of him hesitated for a moment: "When fighting him, there is a very strange sense of disobedience." Obviously his attacks fell on the ground, but there was a weird feeling of doing nothing that was always lingering in his heart. Only fire damage can realistically fall on ghosts.

Seeing Giotto's troubled face, G didn't ask further questions: "Uzuki has reported to Sawu Mountain. If she goes back like this, it will worry over there? Yuzuki just said that she will stay with us for a few days."

"Thank you." Giotto's eyes fell back to the girl's door.

G shook his head: "If you want to thank me, it's not to thank me, let's talk to Yuyue."

As soon as the black-haired red-eyed ghost ran away yesterday, the orange-haired young man who appeared out of thin air also disappeared out of thin air without warning, and then Tomoyo fell into a coma. He was so scared that he took the girl all the way and flew back to Chaoli House.

When he brought the unconscious girl back to Zhaoli's house, the girl faintly showed signs of fever, but unexpectedly, she developed a high fever in the evening.

Giotto pushed the door in and changed Feng He's cold wet towel on his forehead again: "Is this the price for gaining strength...?" The high fever happened just after that, so it was hard not to arouse suspicion.

He pressed the back of his hand against the girl's neck to check her temperature.

The temperature on the back of his hand was already low. The moment he touched the girl's warm skin, the unusual temperature scorched the contact area, and the strange temperature penetrated into the skin, rolled into the blood, and surged into the chest cavity.

Giotto's fingertips moved slightly, and his eyelashes trembled twice.

Fortunately, it is already lower than the beginning.

Onimai Tsuji Musai, who left Obsidian City, frowned and abandoned the body tissue that had been burned by the blond man with flames.These parts are directly necrotic from the beginning of the cells, completely losing the ability of self-healing.

This is not the most troublesome.

Ghost Mai Tsuji thought of the girl standing on the city wall.

Although she seemed to be the weakest one in the room, she gave him a stronger sense of uneasiness than those two men with strange flames.

Especially at the moment when the strange magic circle appeared at her feet, the dangerous aura reached its peak.

She must be eliminated.

Fenghe had a high fever due to the weakness caused by the lack of magic power, and the writers in the magic books were also uncomfortable.

The inside of the magic book is closely related to the state of the owner, and Fenghe's high fever caused the temperature inside the magic book to rise.

"Xiao Fenghe may burn out her brain if she continues like this." Mori Ogai was a little distressed: "It's too stuffy and Alice-chan doesn't want to come out, so she has to cool down quickly."

Yosano Akiko lay sleepily on her stomach: "But we can't go out now." Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Osamu Dazai who was wandering around and asked casually, "Dazai, what are you doing?"

"Find a toy doll."

Ranbu, who had never seen a Lotus, repeated the key words in his words: "Toy puppet?"

Osamu Dazai explained: "It may be Xiaofenghe's guardian beast, and it should be hidden somewhere in the magic book." If the guardian beast can be found, maybe it can help Xiaofenghe.

Ranbu squinted his eyes and tilted his head: "In the final analysis, the world in the magic book is just a single space compressed into the size of a book, right?"

"If you say that..." Osamu Dazai was inspired by this, and he clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention. He smiled and said softly, "Everyone, please make a fuss?"

It takes a lot of magic power to take Fenghe to jump to different worlds. This has not been reflected in Fenghe because Lotus took her place in the deep sleep.

Lotus originally thought that when he woke up again, it would be the time for Fenghe to complete the mission in this world.

But if it doesn't wake up again, the house will be demolished! !

Accompanied by the constant shaking and explosions and the swaying of smoke and dust, Lotus couldn't bear it and temporarily woke up from sleep: "You guys! Give me peace of mind!"

"Oh." The man with black curly hair looked at it with a smile: "It really came out."

The pink puppet put her short hands on her waist: "So what are you guys doing?"

"Do me a favor, Muppet."

"Who is a toy puppet!"

When Osamu Dazai explained the whole story clearly to it, Lotus sighed helplessly: "It's just because of this little thing that you've been arguing like this. It's normal to have a high fever after consuming magic power, and she will get better naturally after waiting slowly."

When the crisis was resolved, Mori Ogai shrugged and no longer struggled.

Osamu Dazai stared at Lotus without saying a word, the upward arc of his mouth slowly receding.

It's so tiring to breathe.

Feng He's consciousness was drowsy, and every part of his body was as heavy as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

Is it a prophetic dream again?

Feng He struggled to open his eyes, but his eyelids kept drooping, and his vision was wet and blurred.The hand that was about to be lifted seemed to be hung with a weight of thirty catties.

"Little Fenghe."

Who is calling her?

The voice is very familiar.

Every time Feng He had a prophetic dream, the opening scene was filled with darkness that could not be seen, but this time it was different.She could clearly feel that this was an airtight room.

She has mild night blindness, so she can only see vague outlines of objects.

The floor seemed to be covered with a thick pile carpet, and she walked on it without making a sound.On the side are two large square pieces that reach her waist height. Judging from the shape, they are probably two single sofas.

The room was spacious, and there seemed to be a long table not far in front of her.There are a lot of things piled on it.

There was a thin figure sitting behind the long table, and when he saw her come in, that person seemed to make some slight movements.

Feng He couldn't help but took two steps forward to see his face clearly.

"Little Fenghe."

Are you calling her?Feng He walked to the long table.However, that figure has disappeared, leaving only an office chair that is still turning slightly.

Feng He sat down on the chair in a strange way.

There was a document spread out on the table, and the ink was still wet on the document.This seemed to be a trade contract, and she could clearly read the densely arranged text, except for the inscription which was blurred.

"Little Fenghe."

The light in sight gradually brightened, and everything in the room gradually moved away from her.The disappearing figure returned to the long table and watched her go away. For some reason, Feng He always felt that she must know him.

She reached for the figure, but caught nothing.

"You finally woke up."

Feng He opened his eyes, his vision was clear.

Giotto held her hand stretched out of the bed with a worried face: "I've been talking in my sleep since just now, and I called you several times and didn't respond. Is it a nightmare?"

wrong.

The person who called her in the dream was not Giotto.

"Drink some water first."

Feng He struggled to sit up.

Hey?

She blinked.

The body is so light.

Giotto reached out to brush her bangs wet with sweat, and put the back of his other hand against her forehead: "Fortunately, the fever has subsided."

Not only did the fever subside, but even the magic power seemed to have recovered a lot.Feng He subconsciously looked at the magic book placed aside.

"What's wrong?" Giotto followed her gaze and said, "Ah... your book has always been there, and no one has touched it."

Feng He swallowed a sip of water, and replied vaguely: "Thank you." She handed Giotto the water glass to him, seeing the young man's fingertips touching the glass, Feng He suddenly thought: "Giotto, you used to be When you are the leader, you have to work in the office, right?"

Just like the long table she had seen in her dream.

Although he didn't know why the girl asked, Giotto answered her: "Yes. The paperwork is difficult."

Could that person be Giotto?Feng He blinked and didn't continue to ask.

After Fenghe drank the medicine and ate something, Giotto went out with the tray: "Have a good rest, Yuzuki over at Sawu Mountain has reported your safety for you."

Feng He, who obediently lay back in the bed, nodded.

The sliding door was gently closed.

Feng He, who was so weak just now as if she was going to sleep again, immediately got up, and she opened the magic book.The stars that originally had energy left have all been extinguished, and "Disqualification in the World" is lying quietly in the card slot, with Osamu Dazai standing with his eyes closed on the card.

"What's going on?" Feng He asked Yosano Akiko who was on the side.

Yosano Akiko explained: "Yesterday, Xiao Fenghe had a high fever. Dazai was afraid that you would burn your head, so he tried to call out the pink toy puppet in the magic book. I don't know what the two of them said. In short, Dazai absorbed all the energy stored in the magic book and transformed it into magic power for you, and the fever finally subsided in the morning."

"Has the Lotus come out?"

"After talking with Dazai, he disappeared again."

Feng He lowered her head, gently stroking the face of the "Disqualification in the World" card with her fingertips.

Although she still doesn't know who the person in the dream who couldn't see the figure and signed the name is, but now she can be sure that the person who repeatedly called her "Xiaofenghe" pulled her back from the dream——

It must be Osamu Dazai.