How can I broadcast live in Yokohama as a normal person

Yokohama University Teachers Dormitory

The white-haired mana spirit transformed into a child, searching around Aihara Qing's room curiously.

It didn't even mean to cover up at all, deliberately making objects collide to make sounds.

As the owner of the room, Aihara Kiyoshi didn't pay Mana Ling the slightest attention, and inserted the USB flash drive into the computer to carefully browse the information just obtained.

[Anchor, I beg you to watch!look!week!Wai!Bar! 】

[Emmm, although things like curse spirits are really scary, but... are you sure this is not the one who demolished the house? ? ? ? ? 】

【Subway, grandpa, mobile phone】

【What to do... I'm scared and amusing at the same time...】

[The anchor can't see the curse spirit, but it's impossible not to hear these movements, right? 】

......

The white-haired human-shaped curse spirit is trying to get his attention.

Aihara Qing completely ignored these movements.

After getting the desired information, he closed the computer and lightly adjusted his glasses.

"You have been following me, what do you want to do?"

【Ah, this, this, this...】

[It turns out that the anchor already knew it]

【Can't he see the curse spirit? 】

......

"Although I can't see you, your breath... is too aggressive, so I can't ignore it."

"So, what's your purpose?"

Sensing that the man was talking to him, the white-haired curse spirit approached him enthusiastically.

"You are finally willing to talk to me!"

Unfortunately, Aihara couldn't hear his voice clearly.

He took the pen and paper that was put aside, and handed it to the curse spirit in front of him.

"Sorry, although I can feel your presence, I can't hear your voice."

"If you have anything to say to me, you can write it on this piece of paper."

The white-haired curse spirit stared at the tool in front of him, frowned, raised his hand, and unconsciously bit his index knuckle.

[Bold guess, he is illiterate]

【Laughing to death】

[Ah, this...isn't... some magical development? 】

[Pfft, why do you suddenly feel a little cute? 】

[Wake up upstairs!This is the curse spirit!Curse spirit!Curse spirit!You think about real people! ! ! 】

[The real person must die! ! ! ! 】

......

After a while, Aihara understood clearly, raised his eyebrows, "You don't know how to read?"

Manu Ling frowned tightly, biting his index knuckle with his teeth, very hard.

There is a strange feeling in my heart...

Makes him want to run away a little and attack the man.

But why did he run away?

He is not afraid of Xiang Yuanqing.

attack?He's tried it many times, to no avail.

So, how did this strange feeling come about?

Although he has learned all the negative emotions since he was born, but... now he has no way of knowing what kind of feeling is appearing in his heart at this moment.

"Forget it, I can teach you how to read, otherwise we can't communicate."

Aihara Kiyoshi put the pen and paper aside and proposed additional conditions.

"However, you have to restore my room to its original state, and you can't make trouble in it in the future."

Xiang Yuanqing's voice pulled the curse spirit out of the vortex of thoughts again.

'Damn, why should I listen to you? '

However, the curiosity in my heart finally prevailed.

He wanted to figure out what that strange feeling was just now.And... why is his attack ineffective against Kiyoshi Aihara?How can it hurt him?

The newly born mantra succumbed.

Because he has nothing to do with Xiang Yuanqing, so he can only agree to the other party's conditions.

Seeing that the room was restored to tidyness, Aihara Kiyoshi printed a copy of the fifty tone chart from the computer.

It's not that the curse spirit doesn't understand language, but it's just that it can't be converted into words for the time being.

He just needs to teach these words.

And the humanoid spell spirit has a strong learning ability, and it doesn't take too much time to learn it.

Studio

The audience watched this scene dumbfounded.

[I... did I enter some kind of preschool education site by mistake? 】

[Fuck shit shit shit shit shit shit]

【Anchor!You wake up! !This shit is a curse spirit! ! ! 】

[This... magic realism? 】

[No, I don't understand]

【Off the spectrum】

[The curse spirit will help clean up the room? 】

【I do not accept】

[Anchor, behavior can be grounded, but not grounded]

[From now on, no matter what the anchor does, I won't be surprised]

......

Aihara Kiyoshi was not disappointed, within an hour, Manu Ling had memorized all the hiragana and katakana.

He took the pen and paper back.

"Okay, now you can write, what do you want to say?"

It was nine o'clock, and the live broadcast room closed on time.

[Fuck, it's time for a wonderful moment!The dog i forced the system! ! ! 】

[Reopen for Grandpa!Grandpa reopened!Grandpa wants to follow up! ! 】

[What the hell?That's it? 】

A golden icon in the shape of a spaceship slides across the black screen.

[System news: User Xianyu has enabled the extension function for the live broadcast room, and today's live broadcast will be extended until 10 o'clock to close]

The live broadcast room with a black screen came back on.

[Fuck! ! !Local tycoon! ! ! 】

【Boss! ! !Bless me! ! ! 】

[Thank you big brother! ! ! !I love you! ! ! 】

......

The curse spirit was lying on the table, clumsily writing with a pen.

The level of calligraphy is only barely understandable.

'Why is my attack ineffective against you? '

'How can I hurt you, kill you? '

Looking at the handwriting slowly appearing on the paper, Aihara Kiyoshi turned his head and put one hand against the armrest.

The malice of the curse spirit... is really straightforward and undisguised.

"I don't think it's worthwhile to answer these two questions just like this."

He can be sure that once he finds a way to kill him, the curse spirit will definitely do it immediately.

Even if he couldn't feel the intent to kill him, he would strike without hesitation just to satisfy his curiosity.

'Then how can you tell me? '

"'Bondage' under interests, equivalent exchange."

"If you want to get something valuable, you have to exchange it for something equivalent."

'valuable?Is your life precious? 'Human life is just a number to him.

"Life is priceless, and you curse spirits may not be able to understand it. Although... this is also very different. Even if my life is of no value to you, the answers to these questions are the things you most want to have at this moment."

The initiative is in his hands.

No new writing appeared on the paper.

After a long while, the curse spirit picked up the pen again—'Okay, exchange at equal value. '

The two sides reached an agreement, and Xiang Yuanqing stated his conditions.

"After you get the answer, you can't kill me, hurt me, unless I allow it."

'agree'

"Okay, I can tell you the answer now."

'Any other requests? 'This is an equivalent exchange.

The curse spirit vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Such a bondage seemed a bit too small compared to what he got.

But the agreement has already been established, which shows that the answer he is about to get is equivalent to the conditions he agreed to.

Xiang Yuanqing explained: "The answer I can tell you is only worth this bondage."

Because this is the most superficial truth, not the deepest truth.

The curse spirit clicked his tongue, a little annoyed.

I always feel that these answers are not what he wants most.

But at the moment, he was on the passive side and couldn't get to the bottom of it, so he finally compromised.

' So, what's the answer? '

"Because I am immune to all spells."

"Using magic power as a means of attack is ineffective against me."

"And if you want to hurt me, it's very simple, as long as you don't use magic power..."

Opening the drawer, Aihara Qing picked up the dagger inside, put it on the table, and handed it to the white-haired curse spirit.

"Anything can hurt me."

He leaned against the back of the chair and folded his hands on his lower abdomen, which was a completely relaxed posture.

The young man stared at the nothingness in front of him and smiled.

"I promise, you come and try."

[Fuck, blah, blah, blah! ! ! 】

[Is the anchor so crazy! ! ! 】

【There is that smell...】

[It turns out... inexplicably got to that handsome point...]

[Spell immunity...is it really a supernatural ability? 】

[This is a little too crazy... Do you just hand the dagger to the curse spirit? Hey!There is no sense in this thing! ! ! 】

......

The white-haired curse spirit picked up the dagger on the table suspiciously, and walked in front of Xiang Yuanqing.

"As long as you don't use the magic power, it can hurt you..."

The blade slid down from the neck and landed on the chest.

The curse spirit who turned into a child had a malicious smile on his face.

"Then...let me try..."

"This is...you personally allowed..."