How can I broadcast live in Yokohama as a normal person

Walking out of the hospital, Aihara Kiyoshi raised his head.

A gust of wind blew by, and the sun, which was covered by dark clouds, reappeared.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Mr. Nakahara..."

"Varied..."

what...

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned around, only to see the man's eyes closed tightly, and he lost all strength and fell forward.

"Hey..."

After catching Aihara Qing, Gravity Meter's eyes fell on the opponent's chest, his eyes dimmed—the white bandages were gradually smudged with red.

Gee...

trouble.

He carried Aihara Kiyoshi into the black car.

"Stop his bleeding."

"Yes."

The medical captain, who was treating Ryunosuke Akutagawa's wound, bowed his head and ordered his subordinates.

"You go to the Central Plains cadres."

"Yes, Captain."

The young members of the medical team held the medical kit and placed it beside Aihara Qing, and cut off the bandage.

"hiss--"

Such a deep wound.

Fortunately, it is not fatal.

However, if it is not handled properly, this gentleman will lose his life due to excessive blood loss.

......

Gangihei Building

Mori Ogai stood in front of a huge sealed glass vessel, which was a special material that could absorb the magic power of spell spirits or people.

And the curse spirit with tentacles was lying powerlessly in the container, as if it had lost all its strength.

Connected to the glassware is a set of experimental equipment.

Wearing pristine white gloves, researchers polish the lenses for final assembly.

After assembling, the researcher puts on the glasses and looks into the container.

What gradually appeared in the field of vision was a strangely shaped mantra, whose appearance made one's scalp tingle.

He took off his glasses and took a deep breath.

"Boss, it worked."

He wrapped the glasses in white silk and handed them to Mori Ogai.

"Ah... You worked hard, Ueda, you did a great job."

Slowly putting on the glasses, Mori Ogai stared straight at the nothingness in front of him.

The very unpleasant-looking monster gradually came into view clearly.

"This is... the curse spirit..."

This is really...

"Alice-chan~ This guy looks so scary~"

"Coward Rintaro is useless!"

Shrugging helplessly, Mori Ogai took off his glasses.

If it is a special grade from Yokohama, such magic equipment must be mass-produced.

At least, all his cadres have to be matched.

"Zhongya should have completed the task, Alice-chan~"

Mori Ogai put the glasses back on the silk cloth.

"Let's go and meet him."

......

Opening his eyes, the ceiling with unfamiliar patterns came into view.

"Hey, you're awake."

Turning his head, he saw Nakahara Chuya standing at the head of the bed.

"Let's go, the leader wants to see you, the wound should be fine."

Supporting the quilt with his hands, Aihara Qing tried to sit up, but because of the wound, his movements were a little cautious and clumsy.

Seeing this, gravity frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed Aihara Qing's arm, and put the other hand on the opponent's back to support him, pulling him up.

"Thank you."

He smiled softly at Gravity.

"Tsk... let's go."

Zhong Yuanzhong also held the brim of his hat with his hand.

Following behind the Gravitator, Aihara Kiyoshi stared straight ahead and looked around from the corner of his eye.

It's a long, dark corridor.

Very much in line with the mafia's temperament.

At the end of the corridor, there is a closed door. On both sides of the door are members of Hong Kong i and black people wearing sunglasses and black suits.

Aihara Kiyoshi followed Nakahara Chuya into the door.

The gravity user walked to Mori Ogai's side, took off his hat and nodded.

"Leader, people have brought it."

This is a special extended conference table.

Under the dim light, the low-key and gorgeous wooden table board reflects soft light.

And at the end of the table, the current leader of the port mafia is interlocking his fingers on his chin, observing Aihara Qing with interest.

"Aihara Kiyoshi, graduated from Tokyo University, majoring in psychology, 20 years old, currently working as a psychology teacher in Yokohama University."

He picked up the paper on the table, which impressively recorded Xiang Yuanqing's life.

"You are so young, Aihara-sensei..."

His tone was very emotional.

"But..."

Putting the paper back on the table, Ogai Mori pointed at the rectangular photo in the upper right corner with his index finger, his eyelids drooping.

"The teacher at Yokohama High School, why did you have anything to do with the super magic spirit that was born in Yokohama not long ago?"

And... what's the plan?

"Honestly... I only recently confirmed that the curse spirit really exists."

Aihara Kiyoshi's tone was a little helpless, but with a touch of connivance, as if he didn't notice the threat implied in Mori Ogai's words.

"That kid Bai...he entangled himself."

"When I found it, there was no way to get rid of it."

The current leader raised an eyebrow.

"Aihara-sensei, you seem to be enjoying it."

"Ah... After all, although the students are a bit special, I still love the profession of teaching so much."

The young college teacher smiled very gently.

"It's better to say that Bai has brought me a lot of fun."

"Is it fun..."

Mori Ogai seemed to think of something, and agreed.

"Indeed, although sometimes rebellious children can cause headaches, the surprises they bring to me are even more immeasurable."

"And you, Aihara-sensei."

He looked up into the dark-haired youth's eyes, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"And what do you want...from your student?"

The sharp eyes are like knives, as if they want to dissect the whole person and thoroughly distinguish the various organs mixed together in the body.

"Forgive me, sir."

The young high school teacher sighed.

"My students are completely disobedient and don't want to listen to me at all..."

"It's the same thing today. I apologize to you first on his behalf. How is that gentleman hurt?"

"Akutagawa's injury is not fatal, there is no need for Aihara-sensei to worry, it's just..."

Mori Ogai shifted his gaze to the young man's chest.

"If I'm not mistaken, your injury...was also caused by your student—that curse spirit named Bai?"

"Even so, let him stay by your side?"

"Ah... because, I tried to teach him something. This is an occupational disease as a teacher."

The high school teacher looked up at the current leader sitting at the end of the long table, the expression on his face faded, and even his words were a bit cold.

"So, can you tell me now, sir, where my students are now?"

......

in the basement

The long chains were covered with charms, locking the limbs of the white-haired magic spirit.

His power is constantly being lost along these chains, being transported to another room.

Footsteps came from ahead.

The curse spirit raised his head - he felt a familiar breath.

"teacher......"

Standing at the door of the cell, Aihara Kiyoshi raised his head, staring at the bound nothingness.

Putting on his glasses, Mori Ogai stood beside him.

"Although Akutagawa is fine, but due to reason and reason, your students need to pay for something."

"That's not too much, Aihara-sensei."

Aihara Kiyoshi didn't answer, and Mori Ogai didn't care either.

"It's just that, compared to other curse spirits, your student's appearance is really likable."

"No wonder Aihara-sensei, you are soft-hearted towards him."

"yes..."

The black-haired young man closed his eyes, carefully feeling the flow of spell power in the cell.

Opening his eyes again, and turning sideways, Aihara's pure black eyes stared at Mori Ogai.

"Unfortunately, although I am also very curious about the appearance of the humanoid curse spirit, but... I can't see it..."

Turning around again, he raised his head with a smile, and gazed gently at the nothingness in front of him.

"It must be very cute to be praised so much by your husband."

Mori Ogai's pupils shrank slightly.

Through the lens, he saw that in the pure black eyes of the young man, there was no other person... or inhuman existence except him.

The teacher of the mantra - the mantra cannot be seen at all.