Everyone is urging me

Question: What did I do when I came to the new novel?

Answer: I have defected in a high-profile way, abused the same period without conscience, and set lofty goals. Now I am staying at home, eating, drinking, sleeping and playing games every day.

Hey, it's such a salty fish.

After buying a new house, I did not forget to take over the two children that Fujiwara Shiyan saved.

Although I feel a little guilty about changing the fate of these two children without authorization and replacing the person they should have admired, but I think that if the original book is followed, the two children will be killed and die at a young age, and I am not entangled anymore .

"Master Fujiwara, do you want to eat the washed cherries?"

"Hey! Mimiko! You're too cunning! I want to feed Fujiwara-sama too!"

"Because Nanako is too careless, I never thought I could do this."

"Ah, damn it! Master Fujiwara, just wait, I'll go and cut up the watermelon!"

——It’s definitely not because these two children are so caring that I feel that I can save them well!

Lying on the lazy sofa, I was happily playing game consoles while being fed by the two sisters.

The days of the gods are just like this.

"Is it really okay to be so depraved?" Shu Ling relied on the two sisters not to see it, and floated in front of me with her hips on her hips.

I reasonably suspect it is jealous.

I'm jealous that I have a beautiful little girl serving me, and because of its special constitution, it can't eat normal food, and no one can see it.And the only me who can see it has become the only source for it to relieve its loneliness.

——Too pitiful.

I wiped away the tears that I didn't have at all, and replied on the spiritual channel that only me and the book spirit can receive, "I feel very good."

Anyway, the official plot of this article is ten years later, so I'll lie down for two years, it's not a big problem.

"……But."

Shuling paused on purpose, and waited for me to secretly cast a questioning look at it while the two sisters were talking, and then it changed its akimbo to clasp its arms and continued, "You're getting fat."

You are fat, you are fat, you are fat...

It was like having fifty geese squawking in my ears, and I suddenly "sat up in a dying sickness".

"Nonsense! Pretty girls don't get fat!"

I even forgot to use a dedicated channel and just said it.

"Master Fujiwara is not fat."

"That's right, I still think the adults are too thin!"

The two sisters, who didn't understand why I said that, responded quickly, without questioning why I said this sentence suddenly, and supported my point of view very eccentrically.

Also because of their answers, I immediately calmed down.

Two years ago, Fujiwara Shiyan was only a few steps away from being skinny.

Not because of material shortages, but purely psychological problems.She's not interested in anything, including life-sustaining food.

It's just that after killing the man Mrs. Fujiwara was thinking about, joining a high school as a student, and getting to know three contemporaries, Fujiwara Shiyan is getting more and more beautiful and healthier under the feeding of all parties-healthy enough to kill the curse spirit at any time I have never been anemic since the knife.

So now, the body I have taken over is well-balanced in all aspects, and the description of "fat" cannot be said at all.

However, the original owner's appearance is there. Even if she is of a balanced figure, it is easy to give the wrong impression of being thin in the eyes of others.

Seeing that the two sisters were about to use actions—feeding—to prove that I was not fat, I quickly saved and put down the game, and stood up abruptly.

I walked quickly to the half-length mirror in the bathroom, carefully sizing up Fujiwara Shiyan's face and figure.

"How about it, you must be fat." Shu Ling laughed unceremoniously.

Relying on the fact that the sisters were still watching secretly outside the door, and I couldn't hit it directly, Shu Ling made an inch of it, "Mary Su won't gain weight, but ordinary female high school students will—don't exercise, be careful to get fat into a ball."

... Tsk.

It's annoying not being able to hit it, but I'm even more upset that what it says is true!

Although not obvious, I can already see that the shoulders that used to touch the bones are now rounded!If she continues to lie down like this, sooner or later, this body will be able to pinch the flesh with one hand!

"...it can't go on like this."

I lowered my head toward the sink, so focused I could see a flower.

The sisters outside the door looked at each other, not understanding why I suddenly felt like an enemy.

"Exercise is impossible to exercise, but I can do things."

Fujiwara Shiyan's ability to maintain a balanced figure under the feeding of many desserts (especially a certain white hair) is inseparable from daily surgery, physical training, and Xia Youjie's high-intensity outing tasks before joining.

But for me now, neither of these methods works anymore.

It is absolutely impossible for me, who doesn't like going out, to exercise in order to keep fit!But if I replace the word exercise with "fighting and messing with villains", I think I can be motivated.

"Ding-boom-"

As soon as I made up my mind to find a bad guy(?) to start trouble with, the apartment doorbell rang.

I didn't open the door right away, and the sisters also reacted after a while and looked at me nervously.

——There was the breath of a curse spirit outside the door, mixed with a physically disgusting malice.

"Mimiko, Nanako, go stay in your room."

"But! Master Fujiwara—"

"—Yes, my lord." Mimiko grabbed Nanako who was about to say something, knowing that they couldn't even use the spells proficiently at this time, so they couldn't be my burden, "We will honestly wait for you in the room. "

I smiled reassuringly at them and watched them close the door.

Just in case, I gave Shu Ling who could communicate with me at any time to look at them, and then opened the door of the apartment alone.

"Yeah, first meeting."

The boy outside the door looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with aqua-blue mid-length hair casually draped, and very characteristic heterochromatic eyes staring curiously and intently at me who opened the door for him, "But miss recently Famous huh? So personally, I've wanted to see you for a long time."

If one ignores the weird seams on his face, the boy's appearance is no different from that of a human.When he laughed, he also carried the cleanliness of a teenager and his curiosity about everything in the world.

"The new curse master who once repelled the sky and the curse, and escaped from the pursuit of the 'strongest' subordinate—Miss Fujiwara Shiyan."

"I'm 'True Man', as you can see, a spell."

Although the image of the boy in my impression is not much different, as the appearance age decreases, the disgust he brings to me is also subtly different.

——There is no doubt that he is a real person, one of the super magic spirits active in the original book.

——What is hidden under his clear eyes is the ultimate malice towards human beings.

"It's really a rare visit from a super-level curse spirit." Of course I knew how bad the curse spirit in front of me was, so I didn't give him a good look, "What's your business?"

"I just recognize Miss's strength and want to invite Miss."

"is it?"

The seemingly peaceful conversation was filled with killing intent in the next second.

"—Is this how you invited me?" I held the instantly transformed scarecrow with my left hand, and with my right hand I took out a self-defense dagger and pierced the real person's outstretched palm.

Even super-level curse spirits will bleed.

Bright red blood snaked down from the wound, flowing along the boy's unmarked palm, "He came here uninvited, and even tried to sneak up on me—it's really 'sincerity'."

The real person had a childlike smile on his face.

There is no blatant malice, but every action carries the child's innocence to the extreme cruelty.

"Since you are choosing a companion, of course you have to be of the same level."

The real person was not angry when he failed in the sneak attack. Instead, he rubbed his bloody wrist coquettishly, and retracted the hand that extended far beyond the distance of ordinary people.

"Miss Fujiwara's reaction is really fast." As he spoke, Masato rolled his eyes, and the smile on his mouth became excited and expectant, "But——"

He deformed his arm again and grabbed my wrist.

When I wanted to swing the knife with my backhand, he retracted the transformation in the opposite direction, and quickly came to me by using the extended characteristics.

His laughter rang in my ears, "Look, I still bumped into it!"

The hand that turned back into the real body touched me, and the condition was met.

The moment my dagger pierced him again, he used his technique without caring about the pain - "inaction transformation" that can change the shape of other people's souls.

"Then, let me see what the soul of a first-level conjurer can become...?!"

The strong sense of crisis made Zhenren retreat immediately.

He is indeed very talented, because if he is one step later, my straw man can use his ability to tie the red thread on his body completely.

Tsk, so it is very troublesome for a real person who can change his body and maintain his soul form all the time.

The scarecrow's red line maintains regardless of space and distance, but it connects the soul of the target, just as the target in the field is also the soul.If the soul is protected by power, I will decipher that protection and reposition it.

In the past, Fujiwara Shiyan was accurate one after another because he didn't have a mantra to protect his soul.

but it does not matter.

Those who have the consciousness of protecting the soul are just a real person.

"What?" I tried to figure out Fujiwara Shiyan's character, and made a seemingly gentle but provocative smile, "I was not affected by your technique, so I was surprised?"

Fujiwara Shiyan is a strange person.

She can be non-combat and enjoy it when she gets involved.

She is an alien with distorted feelings, and she is also a lunatic who successfully deceived herself to complete the disguise of an ordinary girl.

——And now, such a person is me.

"Why didn't you..."

"Why hasn't the soul form been changed?"

In just a few seconds, I have figured out the psychology that Fujiwara Shiyan should have.

Not very difficult.

After all, the characters I write more or less just magnify a certain characteristic that I once had.

I am not them.

But they are part of me.

"You're not the only one who can attack souls."

I set up very small tents.

Three seconds is no more than an instant, and with the complete setup of the account, my domain is also unfolded.

Xiaguang replaced the sky covered by the tent.

The blood-like cherry blossoms floated in the air, carrying the killing intent like love.

The setting that the attack must be hit in the field makes my field 100% able to pull people into the illusion and hit the soul directly.

Break through three times.

A realm that can trap people in hallucinations, separate body and soul, and limit the use of spell power.

——What kind of illusion will people who are affected by the domain effect see?

——It is the "reality" that they will never get, or the "past" that they have lost.

The fog thickened.

I watched the ejected soul of the real person, just holding the doll in his hand, and connected the red wires to his vital organs like a safety.

He closed his eyes tightly and let others slaughter him.

I didn't take the initiative to attack him, and I couldn't take advantage of the enemy's illness to kill the enemy at this time-this is why Fujiwara Shiyan couldn't use the domain to directly solve the opponent when he was fighting with the sky and the curse.

Even if the opponent lost his physical strength and simply competed in martial arts, Fujiwara Shiyan could only use his madness to push him back.

I looked up at the false sunset.

I know that once the time in the domain passes to night, even if the person who fell into the illusion fails to wake up, I can take the initiative to hurt the other party.

But I'm not going to do that.

Even if the real person can't solve the illusion, I don't intend to kill him at this time.

Because I came up with a brilliant idea.

Whether it is Fujiwara Shiyan who has distorted all emotions due to the family environment and has never been exposed to the outside world, or the super-spirited real person born out of human fear and hatred for human beings, the script I am thinking of at the moment is applicable.

"I take indifference as ordinary, harshness as concern, and obsession as love."

"And you..."

"How can a curse spirit born based on negative emotions awaken the beautiful emotion of 'love'?"

That's why a script like this is needed.

A lunatic who distorts love, and a cursed "wrong" love who feeds on evil.

——Isn’t this kind of expansion the best?

Due to the non-professional qualities of an actor, even if the audience fell into a hallucination, I did not forget to perfect my setting.

"The girl embraced the doll that only appeared in the domain, and lowered her head to rub its round cloth head."

"She said to the doll."

""Are you looking forward to it too? ""

"An inconspicuous blush appeared on the girl's cheeks, her eyes were a little blurred, and against the backdrop of the setting sun, there was a trace of wonderful and real tenderness."

""Mother. ""

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The author has something to say:

No daily updates!Yesterday was an accident, so today is a normal update!Don't have high expectations!Unless the author Sang has finished writing the curse scroll, otherwise it will be updated every other day unless it is a special case.

The reason why the heroine is not affected by Wuwei transformation is that she waited for the scarecrow (connected the soul to the scarecrow).

The real person did indeed come to invite the heroine to join the magic spirit party, but this does not conflict with him taking the heroine as an experiment. After all, in terms of time, this is the first time he has met a first-level magician (just promoted In the second grade, Fujiwara Shiyan was qualified for the first grade, and he completed the assessment before the astral body incident and became the first grade), on the premise that the heroine knew his abilities well, he felt that it would be a pity not to experiment.

[Today's Small Theater]

In the future, the heroine will join the Queen of Curse Spirits.

Shu Ling: (holding tea) No super magic spirit would know that the original intention of Fujiwara Shiyan to join them was simply not to gain weight.

Hostess: (sneering) It’s like they don’t know, I will actively urge them to do things, not to express my position and sincerity, but because I am afraid that I will get fat again if I lie too comfortably on the beach in the field.

Super magic spirits/magicians:? ? ?

Author Sang: As long as you have a spell user who can read minds, it will not be this kind of development.