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[No way,] Jushan Haruki sighed, [Your system is also dreaming? 】

【do it. 】The system's tone is faint.

【When you frantically got yellow cards and red cards in missions a few years ago,】 its tone was tired, 【I was writing mission reports to the General Administration in my dreams. 】

[I once dreamed that the General Administration finally transferred me away,] the system voice complained, [Then I woke up and found that I was still on the mission, and you even gave me a new yellow card during this period. 】

Haruki Jushan touched the tip of his nose guiltily.

[You see, since I was transferred to the logistics team, my yellow cards have been much less. ] He tried to appease the system.

[After 1000 years of honing, Su Nuo can become a five-good youth, why can't I, Jushan Haruki, become a five-good employee. 】

What you said is really shameless.

The shameless Jushan Haruki continued: [And just now Ozawa said that I am calm and introverted. 】

【Why did you call me Ozawa? ] The system was confused by his rapidly changing address.

[Because I now know that Su Nuo is not what he likes. ] He sighed deeply.

But what followed was obviously a more serious and wonderful problem, that is why Su Nuo was now wearing the face of the pachinko clerk.

This time he said he was going to come back to fix Su Nuo's shadow, but both Jushan Haruki and the system agreed that there was a high probability that he had no shadow.

If he had a shadow, Haruki Yayama wouldn't be here.

The last time Jushan Haruki came here, he appeared as an existence that was exactly the same as Su Nuo from head to toe, and even had the same face and the same voice. The generated spell.

Shan Qingshu doesn't know why the other curse spirits grow up like them. Anyway, he himself, as a curse spirit born out of fear of Su Nuo, looks exactly like Su Nuo because the people who produced him are afraid of Su Nuo At that time, only Su Nuo's face was on his mind.

So when Yirenyitong first came to the pedestrian street in Ginza, he got the system set up in advance and he knew old acquaintances at a glance.

[The character is an old enemy, and the buff is a curse. You must be a villain, so you must not do good things from now on.] The system looked at the file in hand, [Is it the last time you made a comeback? The General Administration is stuck, this time the character design is actually the same as last time. 】

【how could I know. ] Jushan Haruki looked innocent, 【What the hell is this buff. 】

During his time as a curse, the more ordinary people fear Su Nuo, the stronger the curse spirit Ju Shan Haruki will be based on fear, although the buff in the second half of the sentence was not there when Ju Shan Haruki came. yes, but...

He didn't do anything good the last time he came.

—Of course you expect a curse to do good.

When Jushan Haruki was a human being, he was not a good young man with all-round development of virtue, kindness, body, art and labor, and he was even less likely to be a good curse spirit with five virtues and four virtues when he made curses.Although it is not enough to harm the people, he can harm Su Nuo.

In Kyoto more than 1000 years ago, Jushan Haruki and Su Nuo looked at each other so disgustingly that they could fight and strangle each other at any time.However, neither of the two could beat the other. In the end, the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two gradually transitioned from fighting to talking, which effectively reduced the amount of Limei's battle damage repair.

That's why Jushan Haruki and the system will look grim when they hear Ozawa say that Su Nuo is warm and sunny.

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Jushan Qingshu would never believe that Su Nuo would have a psychological shadow on his death.

If he died, the first person to celebrate must be Su Nuo himself.

[Wait,] The system suddenly responded, [Aren't you a curse spirit? 】

Jushan Haruki: [Yes, I am a curse...]

[Damn, that's right...] One person and one unified just came from the Siberian plateau, neither of them realized that Haruki Jushan is now a curse spirit, [Shouldn't others be able to see me? 】

After the two came together, they didn't realize this problem. It wasn't until they remembered their identities that they realized that Haruki Jushan should be a curse spirit.

How did Yuko Ozawa, who looked like an ordinary person, see the curse spirit?

[It can't really be the reincarnation of Su Nuo, right? 】The system guessed hesitantly, 【Because he is not a curse master now, so you are not a curse spirit either? 】

[After all, the description given by the General Administration is still the same as before, only mentioning Su Nuo's old enemy. 】

[If you find someone to try it, you will know. ] Haruki Jushan did what he said, and immediately found someone on the street and walked towards him.

The teenager in casual clothes passed by him without paying attention.

They couldn't see Haruki Yayama.

In other words, he is still a curse spirit.

No wonder when Ozawa Yuko just finished patting his shoulder and cried, people passing by looked at her so strangely. In the eyes of passers-by, she was just a pretty girl talking to the air and even crying very sadly. .

This would give everyone a strange look.

It's just that Yuko Ozawa was immersed in the sadness of admitting the wrong person, and Haruki Iyama was at a loss and didn't know what to do. Both of them ignored this point by coincidence.

If Ozawa was a magician, then her first reaction when she saw herself would be to exorcise her instead of crying, which shows that she is an ordinary person.

Ordinary people can only see the curse spirit when their lives are in danger.

Jushan Haruki shuddered, and quickly returned to the way he came from.

When he returned to the dessert shop along the road he just walked, Yuko Ozawa, who was sitting with him by the window just now, had gone nowhere. Put it on the table, and faint traces of melted ice cream in the air-conditioned room.

Yuko Ozawa has left the dessert shop, and she doesn't know where she went.

At this time, Jushan Haruki began to regret that he hadn't exchanged contact information with Ozawa just now. It would be fine if the person who was about to have an accident was a passer-by whom he didn't know, but he had just chatted with Ozawa and even learned about it. Information about her impending accident.

Yuko Ozawa, and the pachinko clerk she had a crush on, had a relationship with Su Nuo that Haruki Jushan didn't know about.

Yu Qing had just chatted with Ozawa Yuko. Although it was just his one-sided story, Yuli Ozawa Yuko is now his only clue to find Su Nuo.

[Maybe it's home? 】The system guessed hesitantly.

In a place with dense traffic like Ginza, if Yuko Ozawa wants to have an accident and can't affect others, she can only choose two options: sudden vicious case and sudden vicious disease. Looking at her just now, she doesn't seem to have any What kind of illness does it look like, and if she is seriously ill, she shouldn't be walking on the street. .

Is that a sudden vicious case?

Haruki Jushan turned his head and walked towards the place with the most traffic. If it was a vicious case to gain attention, he would definitely choose the place with the most traffic.

At this moment, Jushan Haruki saw a familiar figure flash by.

[System,] He blinked his eyes and hesitated, [I just saw that the person flashing past was Xia Youjie? 】

System: [Huh? 】

It didn't pay attention either.

[It looks like Xia Youjie from the side,] Ju Shanqingshu frowned in confusion, [but I don't know why, my intuition tells me it shouldn't be. 】

[Catch up and see? ] The system suggested.

【never mind. 】Ju Shanqingshu gave up the idea of ​​catching up, Xia Youjie could watch it anytime, ordinary person Yuko Ozawa would not be able to protect himself if something happened to him.

As the evening approaches, the flow of people in the bustling Ginza is gradually increasing. It is already off-duty time. There are gradually many white-collar workers who relax here after work on the already crowded pedestrian street, making the already difficult task of finding people even more difficult. .

Haruki Jushan came and went several times in the crowd, but he couldn't find Yuko Ozawa who might have a crush on the clerk just now.

As the lights came on, the scorching heat of the day faded away, and the gloomy sky finally returned to the cool air of Tokyo. Under the noisy and bustling neon lights, Haruki Jushan, who had been looking back and forth for more than half an hour, let out a long sigh.

It's been more than half an hour, maybe something happened to Ozawa Yuko.

The system was also affected by his somewhat sluggish atmosphere, and couldn't speak out for a while, so it had to follow him and sigh.

Seeing that a fresh life might pass away due to his own negligence, Jushan Haruki and the system were a little bit unmotivated for a while.

[Jushan Haruki,] In this silence, the system suddenly made a sound, [I seem to have seen Ozawa just now. 】

Jushan Haruki suddenly raised his head and turned around: 【Where? 】

[The direction on your right hand side,] the system cast a real-time map for Jushan Haruki and drew a circle, [Approximately this location. 】

Ginza in the evening was crowded with people, and Haruki Juyama walked against the crowd to the place where the system circled in front of him.

Pedestrians walking on the road involuntarily gave way to him. They didn't know why they deviated from the original route inexplicably and unconsciously gave way to both sides, and they didn't realize it.

At this time, if someone looks down from the top, they can see an open space that is constantly moving forward inexplicably among the bustling crowd, but there is no one there, and the coming and going crowd is as natural as Moses dividing the sea. A gap was opened, and in such a crowded crowd, that gap moved quickly through the crowd.

【Are you sure it's this one? ] Jushan Haruki stopped and stood in the middle of the crowd and looked around, 【Did you see where she went just now? 】

——The moving crowd avoided an open space strangely.

[I didn't look too carefully. 】The system struggled for a moment, 【Probably headed towards the subway station. 】

The circle drawn by the system is already close to the edge of the pedestrian street, and it is reasonable to say that it is heading towards the subway station.

[And she probably didn't leave alone,] when Jushan Haruki rushed to the subway station, the system began to recall what it just saw, [Yes, there is another person beside her. 】

The system dug up the record just now from the database and said hesitantly: [I think this person looks like a curse spirit. 】

[Curse spirit? ] Haruki Yayama, who was on his way, responded.

[Yes,] the system said while marking the location of the subway station on the map for him, [People around her treat the person next to her just like they treat you, they feel that they can't see the existence of that person at all, but they will subconsciously avoid it open. 】

[Ozawa Yuko is an ordinary person, how could she have anything to do with the curse spirit? 】Ju Shan Haruki relied on the fact that others could not see him now, so he began to evade fares openly.

He supported the edge of the gate at the subway entrance with one hand, and turned sideways and neatly into it.

Fortunately, this station is not a transportation hub where you can transfer. There is only one subway. As soon as Jushan Haruki got off the station, there was a subway speeding away.

【I saw her,】 His tone became not so good, 【There is indeed a curse spirit beside her. 】

Standing next to Ozawa was a long-haired curse spirit covered in sutures all over his body. The good news is that the people around him didn't realize that there was an existence they couldn't find standing in the open space vacated by their unconsciousness. The people on the subway seem to be in no danger for the time being; the bad news is that if this is the case, the curse spirit is precisely targeting Ozawa Yuko alone. As an ordinary person, there must be something special about Ozawa being targeted by the curse spirit.

The subway drove away quickly, leaving behind a dark subway corridor, Haruki Jushan waited for a few minutes, and then got on the next subway.

He didn't know at which stop Ozawa and the curse spirit would get off, but he couldn't just sit idly by and ignore the strange place she was taken by the curse spirit, so he had to chase after her.

[You can get off at any stop,] the system doesn't even think about it, [I think with your luck, the stop you get off will definitely be the stop where the two of them get off. 】

That's all there is to it now.

Jushan Haruki frowned and looked at the name of the station sign on the subway, slowly thinking about which station to get off from.

At this moment, the subway suddenly stopped slowly.

Now there is at least half the distance to the next platform, why did it suddenly stop in the middle of the track?The crowd in the carriage suddenly became commotion.

Soon, the train conductor began broadcasting throughout the car.

The train in front had some minor accidents, which caused the train to stop on the track and could not move forward. In order to ensure safety, all subways on this line had to stop nearby to evacuate passengers.

And as the train closely following the front car, they couldn't find the nearest platform, so they had to stop awkwardly in the middle.

But the subway can stop here, but the passengers can't, so the staff on the subway began to organize the passengers to walk through the remaining half of the station in an orderly manner from the sidewalk specially reserved for emergencies on the side of the track.

Haruki Jushan heard someone in the crowd gasping for dissatisfaction, but due to social habits, no one complained.

Everyone lined up in order to walk to the small road beside the tunnel. The dim light and the dark crowd made the already not bright small road even darker. Many passengers who got off the car all took out their mobile phones and pressed the light. I brought a flashlight to illuminate the road to prevent myself from falling on such a narrow path.

[Ozawa will not happen, right? ] The system was a little worried. It didn't even realize that it had changed its name from full name to Ozawa.

[It's okay,] Jushan Haruki glanced at the direction of the team and confirmed, [If something serious happens to the car in front, then the passengers will not be allowed to move forward. 】

That's right, when the staff on the bus evacuated the passengers to the next stop, they were told to keep going, not to let them go back down the tunnel.

The broadcast said that the line was out of service due to a fault involved, and all subsequent vehicles need to stop at the nearest platform.

But their car suddenly stopped in the middle of the two platforms, so it must be that the area where the car in front broke down is not far from the platform, otherwise the train conductor can stop at the platform and stop running.

So there is a high probability that Yuko Ozawa is fine now, but she still has to hurry up.

It was impossible to see anything clearly in the dim corridor. The people in front lined up in a long line and moved slowly. The white light from the flashlight in their hands was like a dotted band of light, constantly flashing white bright spots in the dim light of the corridor.

After walking a certain distance in the empty corridor, there was a small commotion in front of him. It was because the person walking in the front saw the car in front that was also parked in the middle of the track.

It was the car that Yuko Ozawa was riding in.

However, Haruki Yoshiyama, who had been walking in the middle of the team in a regular manner, suddenly jumped down and got into a small fork next to the track with a short body.

[Perfume smell,] He simply explained to the system, [Ozawa's perfume smell. 】

Yuko Ozawa thought she would encounter knotweed, and she had been carefully choosing clothes, spraying perfume and full makeup these days.

【Are you a dog nose? 】The system was shocked.

This fork is hidden under the sidewalk, and people walking on the path have no idea that under their feet, beside the track, there is actually a small fork half a person's height.

The height of the fork gradually increased with the increase of the distance. Jushan Haruki walked for a while and asked the system for a map. He suddenly found that his current location was a long way from the place where he just set off. up.

At the end of the fork is an abandoned track line, which should have been cleaned up unexpectedly all year round.

At this moment, someone spoke from the depths of the tunnel.

It's Yuko Ozawa.

There was another voice that had not been heard.

Yuko Ozawa's voice was thin and small, and it seemed short and tense in the empty tunnel: "No, I'm not good-looking at all."

It doesn't sound like being threatened by a cursed spirit.

Haruki Juyama walked slowly to the corner and listened to the words coming from the tunnel.

"Do you hate your looks?" said the cursing novelty. "I've been thinking, if you keep complaining about yourself every day, will your resentment for your looks become a new companion?"

"No," Ozawa said softly, "Mr. Zhenren."

"The only thing I resent is not being able to get the one I like."

The girl's voice fell to the ground lightly, so light that it could hardly startle a speck of dust, it rolled softly into the corner of the abandoned tunnel, and then she wrapped herself in a piece of air like she had done countless times. In the dust of oblivion.

I don't know what kind of expression the curse made on the other side, Jushan Haruki only heard Ozawa Yuko say: "If resenting myself can also produce a curse spirit, then I will probably be inseparable from it since I was a child."

The curse spirit who called the real person smiled.

"I think you are very talented in producing spell spirits," he jumped down from a high hammock, and asked enthusiastically, "How about it, try it? I feel like you are very unhappy?"

"No." The girl politely refused.

"I was just thinking, maybe I'm not good-looking enough," she said in a low voice, "Maybe I'm actually the same person I hate."

She hates boys who judge people by their appearance, but when she really has the beauty that is enough to be superior, she finds that she is nothing more than that.

Knotthu Zhang Yuren didn't change her attitude towards her unexpectedly because of the change in her appearance, and the courage she had accumulated for three or four days to express her love had already been used on the brother Knotweed Zhang she met before.

She didn't have the courage to say that sentence again, because she suddenly realized that what she had become was still Yuko Ozawa to Knotweed. When she thought that she would have a chance if she looked good, why didn't she become The same as those boys who judge people by their appearance.

And what will Hirohito Knotabagi, whose attention is all attracted by the brother he has never met, think after receiving the sudden confession from his former classmate?

Ozawa Yuko frowned in disgust.

She hated herself even more.

The self who can't get the self I like, the self who is not brave enough, the self who is no different from those boys who judge people by their appearance, and the self who still thinks she is not good-looking or refined enough at this time.

"Try it, try it," Daoist circled around her with great interest, "Don't you want to see what kind of curse spirit will come out of your resentment?"

Faced with the girl's still somewhat resistant expression, the real person continued: "Do you know that some curse spirits are called super imaginary curse spirits?"

"Those widely circulated horror stories, ghosts and elves, were poured with too much emotion and fear by people, so that they really formed the ghosts like ghosts they thought." His tone was bewitching.

"If you are not satisfied with your appearance, why don't you try to create a curse spirit yourself?"

"I..." Ozawa hesitated for a moment, "I don't know what kind of appearance I am satisfied with."

A girl who is overly insecure about her looks.

He has tried to teach human beings and then use Wuwei transformation to turn them into curse spirits, but he has not tried to let human beings be torn apart by the curse spirits he produced.

"Then you have to try it even more," said the real person, "Don't you know what kind of appearance you are satisfied with?"

"The curse spirit produced by this dissatisfaction must be your most satisfying appearance." He jumped on the pipe and stretched his hands. "How is it? Don't you want to see it?"

Ozawa Yuko was moved.

"But I..." She was still a little hesitant.

She felt that after she did this, she would completely become the same kind of person as those boys.

But she really wanted to see it.

"Try it, try it," the real person urged again, "You want to see it."

"Yes... I want to see it." Ozawa Yuko compromised.

Satisfied, the real person took a step back.

This newly found toy is not as interesting as Junpei, but fortunately she is surrounded by this anxious emotion at any time, and she is a moving spell formation.

It's just that her resentment seemed to be only one breath away from forming a curse spirit, which made him wait for many days.

If it weren't for the fact that her resentment towards him had reached its peak after seeing the Su Nuo container this time, he wouldn't have urged her to form a curse spirit so hastily.

He can't wait to see what kind of magic spirit Ozawa Yuko will produce.

"I'll teach you," Zhenren stretched out his hand and grabbed Ozawa's wrist, "Wuwei——"

Before he could finish his sentence, Ozawa, whose wrist was held by him, was suddenly hugged aside.

"Sorry," the person who carried him away awkwardly wiped the ash from the pipe and put her on it, "I have nothing to give you as a cushion, I'm wronged you to sit on this pipe first."

After all, he didn't know how long he would fight this curse spirit, so he had to clear Yuko Ozawa from the battlefield first.

"Knotweed...?" Yuko Ozawa looked at the person hesitantly, and just when she was about to cry because what she just said was heard by Knotweed Yujin, she recognized that the person in front of her was not wearing knotweed Yuren's clothes.

It's the brother Knotweed I met before.

"Su Nuo container?" Along with her voice came the real person's voice, and the real person immediately overturned his guess, "No, you are a curse spirit."

Still a very strong spell.

A very strong curse spirit with the same appearance as the Su Nuo container.

Makoto's first reaction was, when did Yokohama have a curse that can copy other people's appearance?

The second reaction is that this curse spirit may manifest the appearance of the person in front of him that the human beings most want to see. For example, what Ozawa Yuko most wants to see now is the Su Nuo container.

Before the third reaction had time to appear, the fist wind of this mysterious spell spirit had already arrived in front of his eyes. The real person took a punch defenselessly, and then turned around following the force of the fist, trying to avoid the spell spirit's contact. down attack.

But he underestimated the strength of Haruki Jushan.

The moment he turned around to dodge, Haruki Yoshiyama's mantra pierced through the air along with the inertia of his backward leaning, the real person could almost hear the sonic boom formed by the two mantras in his ears.

The difference in strength is too great.

Makoto quickly realized this.

"We are all companions." Under Wuwei's transformation, the real person quickly compressed his width, avoiding the two murderous mantras with great danger, "There is no need to do this."

The mantra, who looked exactly like Su Nuo's container, raised his eyebrows: "Who is your companion?"

As a mantra formed from other people's pure fear of Su Nuo, he is qualified to say this.

If it is said that curses are also divided into grades, then he is undoubtedly the one standing on the top of the pyramid.

There is no other reason, just rubbing Su Nuo.

As long as the enemy in front of him is more afraid of Su Nuo, then his chances of winning the battle will be greater. The opponent's fear will turn into the source of Jushan Haruki's spell power during the battle, as long as the person in front of him takes a look at his With a Su Nuo-like face, the spell power was sent to him for almost no money.

In terms of the cause and source of power alone, Jushan Haruki has a lot to do with other curses, and is a step higher than them from the source.

All roads lead to Rome, and some curses are born in Rome. Haruki Yoshiyama, who is getting stronger every day relying on others' fear of Su Nuo, is simply a treatment that other curses can't imagine.

So the moment the real person saw his face and recognized that it was the Su Nuo container, he lost half.

The other half hasn't lost yet, it's all because he hasn't seen Su Nuo with the face of Knotweed Youren yet.

His impression of Jushan Haruki was only the same as that of Su Nuo, and this impression alone was enough for Jushan Haruki, who had just arrived in modern times, to absorb sufficient mana supply.

Jushan Haruki continued to throw out dozens of sharp mantras, forcing the real person to initiate an inaction transformation again, turning himself into a ball and passing through the gap of the mantra.

He didn't dare to touch these spell powers that had a terrifying aura.

And Jushan Haruki instantly grabbed the bouncing ball that wanted to roll away: "What are you running for?"

He hasn't started to ask how this curse is related to Yuko Ozawa, and what is the meaning of the Su Nuo container, this kind of daily disposable npc fool who can provide key information at a glance will let it go.

It doesn't matter how the information is provided.

For daily disposables, the most important thing is to throw them away after use.

At this moment, the ball in his hand suddenly said: "Wuwei Transformation——"

Haruki Jushan only felt a burst of powerful mantra rushing along the ball into his palm, and began to sweep around in this pair of skins.

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

This curse spirit who was born not long ago came to attack and deceive him, his old curse of more than 1000 years.

is this okay?this is not good.

He knew that he would not be able to touch the corner of Ju Shanqingshu's clothes if he took the initiative to step forward, so he deliberately let the curse catch him in this way.

A little bit of fun.

It's a pity that the opposite is Jushan Haruki.

The power of the mantra is about transforming strength, and it is about four or two strokes of a thousand catties.

So Jushan Haruki happily took this magic power into his pocket, although it was said to be a bit rushed, it still couldn't cause any real damage to him.

—No, maybe a little.

Seeing the sudden terrified eyes of the ball in his hand, Haruki Jushan touched his face belatedly.

Oh, the mantra rushed into his body so hard that his body was rushed out, and now there are two small eyes cracked under his eyes.

Su Nuo's grandson liked this way 1000 years ago. He disliked the wide field of vision after adding these two small eyes, and generally put them away and don't use them.

But suddenly being impacted by such a spell, it is inevitable that these two small eyes that are usually hidden will be cracked. This Jushan Haruki can't help it. What kind of Nuo is he?

"Alas." Jushan Haruki sighed seasonedly as he watched the real person making a fuss.

Why does this curse spirit have so little knowledge, and he was startled when he saw his eyes. For the past 1000 years, the magic world has survived in the hands of a group of old men, but the magic spirit world is still like this.

If all the curse spirits are like this, wouldn’t they be indifferent, this is not good, Jushan Haruki frowned worriedly.

"Young people nowadays," he said earnestly, "are really not as old as the older generation."