How can I broadcast live in Yokohama as a normal person

"Only when a person is facing a life-and-death crisis, or has the potential to become a magician, and has enough magic power stored in his body, can he see the magic spirit."

Averting his eyes from Shiro, Kiyoshi Aihara turned his head to meet Mori Ogai's gaze.

"It looks like it's neither, sir."

"Then...why do you see these monsters that should have been hidden in urban legends?"

"I guess...it has something to do with the 'compensation' my students are going to pay."

Mori Ogai shrugged helplessly.

"As expected of Mr. Aihara."

He took off his glasses and handed them to the black-haired young man generously.

"This is what those old men called 'curse tools'. It draws the magic power of the curse spirit and applies it to the items, so that I can see them."

"Teacher, do you want to try?"

The current leader placed the glasses lightly in Aihara Kiyoshi's palm.

"You can take these monsters as students and teach them yourself, but you can't see them yourself, what are you asking for?"

"Can you answer me? Aihara-sensei."

Although the tone was still calm, the threatening meaning contained in it was clearly conveyed to everyone present.

The port black member in a black suit raised his gun knowingly.

As if not aware of the tense atmosphere at all, Kiyoshi Aihara took the glasses with a smile and played with them on his fingertips.

Young college teacher whispering softly

"The spell...is it..."

The eyes of the restrained curse spirit were attracted by the magic tool in the teacher's hand.

There was a strange feeling in my heart.

Like...waiting for his teacher to...really see him, hear his voice.

The dim light shone on the young man's slender and fair fingers, and the metal mirror frame glowed with a strange luster.

He stretched out his hand and returned the spell tool to Mori Ogai with a smile.

"It's useless, for me."

"Even with my glasses on, I can't see him."

His tone was very light, as if a gust of wind could blow it all away, and he felt somewhat fragile for no reason.

This sound, which was so soft that it was almost imperceptible, fell to the bottom of the curse spirit's heart, but it seemed to be hit hard by a hammer.

how...

why...

Unknown emotions surged, and something new was about to break ground.

the lab behind the cell

The researchers looked at the fluctuations of the data lines on the light curtain with some surprise.

"Why suddenly... so much more energy?"

His colleague leaned on the office chair, rubbed his shoulders, and looked a little tired.

"Whatever, it's a good thing for us, we can get off work earlier."

"Too."

After speaking, the members of the Research Department, who had been working overtime for several days, returned to work.

basement

Mori Ogai didn't take the glasses right away.

"Ms. Aihara, if you don't try... how will you know?"

"Could it be that you are not curious about your student's appearance at all?"

Aihara Kiyoshi sighed helplessly.

"It's not that I don't want to...just..."

"Let me show you, sir."

He took a step forward and stood in front of Mori Ogai.

The distance between the two is already a dangerous distance where the territory of both sides will be violated.

Mori Ogai's body tensed up in an instant, and the scalpel that had assassinated the leader of the previous generation was subconsciously placed in his hand, and he was about to make an attack in the next moment.

"click"

Very neatly, this is the sound of all the guns being pulled out and aimed at one person.

Aihara Kiyoshi's tone was very helpless.

"Sir, take it easy. I'm really too stupid to do something to you here, you should know."

Mori raised his eyebrows.

"So, what do you want to do when you are so close to me? I'm very sorry, Mr. Aihara, this is also my occupational disease, so I'm sorry."

The current leader said apologetic words, but there was no apology.

Then, he casually raised his left hand and waved it in the air.

The subordinates understood immediately and put away their attacking stance.

"If you don't mind, can I put your glasses on for you?"

The black-haired young man held a metal spectacle frame on one side, unfolded it gently, and lifted it up slowly.

He is seeking the opinion of the current chief.

With a steady tone, he made an excessive request that surprised everyone present.

Mori Ogai stared at Kiyoshi Aihara.

for a while

The entire basement, except for the occasional crisp sound of iron chains clashing, was too quiet.

The two people who are extremely close can clearly hear each other's breathing.

"Okay, Mr. Aihara."

"Please."

The head of the port mafia, granting the impertinent demands of this arrogant man.

After getting permission, Aihara Qing leaned forward slightly, and gently placed the glasses on the bridge of the other's nose, behind the ears.

The strange touch made Mori Ogai close his eyes subconsciously.

"Sir, don't open your eyes just yet."

"You seem to be giving me a surprise, Aihara-sensei."

The current leader is surprisingly obedient.

Aihara Kiyoshi walked around behind him.

"I'm going to touch you, sir."

"Ah... come on."

The other party's attitude towards him was like treating fragile porcelain.

It's ridiculous.

Cold and slender fingers stroked his hair, and finally stopped on both sides of the mirror frame.

The young man was half a head taller than him, and his posture... seemed to be completely enveloped.

like a hug.

"You may open your eyes, sir."

After the words fell, Mori Ogai opened his eyes obediently, his pupils shrinking slightly.

I saw that the place where the curse spirit was originally bound was nothingness.

—the curse spirit disappeared, disappeared from his sight.

Aihara Kiyoshi took his hand away.

The figure of the curse spirit reappeared in the eyes.

"This is really..."

It's amazing.

Studio

【Eyes... Glasses play? 】

[Shashasha~ so astringent, so astringent, so astringent! ! ! !The anchor's fingers whined, and the hands were in ecstasy! ! ! ! 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! ! ! 】

[Fuck, blah, blah, blah! ! ! I've been talking shit all day long TM! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[Not to mention anything else, anchor nb]

【Three years without opening, open for three years】

[Two years! !Two years! ! !I watched the live broadcast of the anchor for two years! ! !Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of ] and so many plot characters come here at once,

【Outrageous, outrageous, really outrageous】

[In just one day, you count... Kunikida, Tanizaki, Dazai, Gojo Satoru, Akutagawa, Chuya, Mori Ogai...]

[It's too outrageous, it's too outrageous]

[Many chefs are ecstatic!Multi-cook ecstasy! !Multi-cook ecstasy! ! ! 】

[I can't take it anymore, this guy opened up as soon as he came up, I'm going to inhale oxygen]

[Wooooow, the concubine is tired of talking, Zhongye! !Mom loves you! ! ! ! 】

[Take Zhongye away, Zhongye is mine too! ! ! 】

[No one wants forest scraps, right?That's not as good as me...]

[I want peaches upstairs! ! ! 】

......

Standing back to the original position, Kiyoshi Aihara smiled and looked at Mori Ogai.

"My physique is a bit special, and all the magic power...doesn't work on me."

"As long as it is touched by me, the magic tool will lose its function, just like this pair of glasses."

"That's how it is..."

In just two sentences, this black-hearted man's mind turned upside down. Ambition and conspiracy filled every nerve, released from the ganglion, and spewed to the whole body.

"Why... Aihara-sensei?"

"Why are you...so honest with me?"

Profitable, Mori Ogai's attitude has visibly softened to the naked eye, like an ordinary uncle, non-aggressive.

"Because... we can work together, sir."

Aihara Qing smiled and turned his head.

"This is my sincerity."

"Ah.. this is... amazing."

Taking a step forward, the current leader offered to extend his hand.

"I haven't officially introduced you yet. I, Mori Ogai, became the leader of the port mafia by luck. But in fact, as Alice-chan often said, I'm just a useless adult."

Aihara Kiyoshi held his hand, the smile on his face did not change at all.

"Under Aihara Kiyoshi, he's just an ordinary college teacher."

"Please advise."

"Please advise."