Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

Outside the window is a cloudless scene. Obviously, today's weather is very good, and the field of vision outside the window is running fast. The only constant is the bare trees.

This is the Shinkansen from Tokyo to Karuizawa. Karuizawa is a summer resort in Japan. Now it’s just winter. It stands to reason that almost no one will go to Karuizawa at this time. Most of the Shinkansen are returning from winter vacation. Township students.

Gojo Satoru specially set two very familiar seats. When they met Machima for the first time four months ago, they were also sitting here when they returned to Tokyo.

Looking back on these four months, whether it is long or not, it seems that it is not short. After all, too many unforgettable things have happened.

Of course, the two of them went to Karuizawa not just for fun. According to the local "window", Karuizawa had at least a super-level curse embryo, so Wujo Satoru was sent to exorcise it.

It stands to reason that under the circumstances that all the high-level people are dominated by Maqima, Gojo Satoru could have been at home every day, but if he quit, the magic world would end sooner or later.

Maqima came here for a trip. After all, for Gojo Satoru, the task is just a moment, but the game is a few days.

Before the two of them left, all fourteen dogs in the family had been placed in the high school, so there was no need to worry that the dogs would starve to death at home and litter the fields with shit.

Macchima held her chin, looked out of the window and said, "But what is there in Karuizawa in winter?"

Gojo Satoru is constantly swiping his phone, looking for winter guides in Karuizawa. As a famous ice and snow resort in Japan, Nagano prefecture also includes Karuizawa. It is actually a very good resort area in winter. It is said that there are more talents in the deep winter.

Gojo Satoru frowned, and there seemed to be a bit of disappointment in the blue eyes behind the sunglasses: "Well... there are all kinds of things, but Karuizawa hasn't snowed yet, so it might not be very fun. "

I don’t know why this year, it’s already the beginning of December, but only the northern part of Japan has snow. Whether it’s Tokyo or Karuizawa, the first snow hasn’t arrived yet.

Maqima doesn't care, she doesn't have any requirements for scenic spots or sightseeing value, and she doesn't pay much attention to it, just like when she took the 4 lessons of anti-monsterism in summer, she only considered summer vacation.

"It's okay," Mazima said softly, and shook her head again, "The important thing is not where you go, but who you go with, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt a little hot, and he couldn't help but wonder if the heating on the Shinkansen was too high.

Machima seems to be different from before.

It seems that the smile is a little less than before, but it seems to be more comfortable for Gojo Satoru now.

After all, it is better to let the expression follow her own face than to face a smile that can be known to be a fake smile at a glance. At least Gojo Satoru is now very clear that every expression of her is real, and every sentence is from the heart. of.

Seeing that Gojo Satoru didn't speak, Maqima blinked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more difficult to hide.

The white-haired man rolled his eyes with a smile, and clapped his hands happily: "Yoxi, let's pray that Karuizawa will snow these few days!"

Mazima nodded, and the curvature of her eyebrows became softer.

-

The Shinkansen is very fast, and it seems that Karuizawa has arrived in a short time.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the task list on the phone, and guessed that the special-level curse embryos seemed to have grown into super-level curse spirits, and there were still some first-level curse spirits that were not easy to deal with, which he needed to exorcise.

Nagano does not have a branch of the magic society, so magicians are basically sent from the Tokyo headquarters and the Kyoto distribution to exorcise the magic spirits on a regular basis, but the number of magic spirits here is basically small, and they are generally very low-level , about the same as Yokohama.

This time can only be said to be an exception.

Gojo Satoru was not in a hurry to complete the task, and there was still some distance before arriving at the designated place, so he started to accompany Machima to go shopping along the way.

Even though Machima no longer has the desire to shop among women, she is still a strange species in the eyes of men. Standing in the clothing store, she is a little dazzled by the dazzling array of products.

And Wujo Satoru kept drawing his clothes at Maqima's pen.

Obviously, this isn't Gojo Gopei Machima shopping anymore.

Obviously it was Maqima who accompanied Gojo Satoru.

The roles are completely reversed.

Gojo Satoru dragged his chin, with a troubled expression on his face: "What to do, this one is also good on the list, damn it, Maqima looks good in anything she wears!"

Macchima: "..."

Did she already praise him for his sweet mouth?

Probably because she is used to the daily life of social animals, Maqima basically doesn't wear clothes other than police uniforms. In fact, there are only a few sets of private clothes in the closet, which are definitely not many.

Maqima quite likes to go shopping, but she doesn't often have the desire to buy things, because buying them is useless.

Of course, Gojo Satoru was the same before that.

The clothes all over his body were bought at random, and any one he picked at random would not be less than [-] yen, which was very extravagant, but Gojo Satoru never cared.

Only now, Gojo Satoru found that his mood seemed to have changed a lot.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

#My wife is too good-looking, what should I do, urgent#

The salesperson lady is very dedicated, the two of them have been in this store for a long time, half an hour has passed, but the lady is still recommending clothes to Gojo Satoru enthusiastically.

The salesperson brought two more clothes: "Guest, what do you think of this one? And this one, these two are couple clothes!"

The white-haired man showed his big white teeth and waved his hand: "Forget it, I want it!"

The salesperson bowed, and immediately ran to pack it, her expression already beaming with joy. In this case, she would definitely be able to get a raise in wages, wishing she could say "the boss is grand" to Gojo Satoru.

Macchima: "..."

He's just happy.

The shopping was over, because there were too many things, Gojo Satoru resolutely used the space technique used when bringing back the presents, which was not too convenient.

It has to be said that knowing spells means being able to do whatever you want.

Probably to recall the previous mood, Gojo Satoru took Machima to the wagashi shop where the two met for the first time.

Gojo Satoru has been here twice, the first time was when he met Machima, and the second time he brought the dogs with him disheartened after Machima's fake death.

So Makima didn't seem to know that he had been here twice.

Let alone the latter.

This time, Maqima didn't just order a cup of rough tea. Although she was still not hungry, she at least listened to Gojo Satoru's suggestion and ordered a signature honey cake.

Although it was basically compulsory for Gojo Satoru, she just didn't refuse.

Machima ate the sweet and greasy honey cake bit by bit, the taste was only filled in the nasal cavity, but now the mouth is also filled with the taste of honey.

She didn't like it too much, and after a few mouthfuls, she pushed the plate in front of Wujo Wu. Of course Wujo Wu knew what she meant, so he helped her solve it without caring.

Machima dragged her chin comfortably, looking at the cloudless sky outside the window: "It's a pity for the fireworks festival."

Gojo Satoru took a sip of coarse tea: "Oh, it's not summer after all."

Fireworks festivals don’t happen at all times. In most areas, whether it’s fireworks festivals or summer festivals, they are held once a year, otherwise it wouldn’t be surprising.

Gojo Satoru suggested with a smile: "If Maqima wants to, can we come together next summer?"

Machima replied, "Okay."

After leisurely eating pastries, it was almost noon. They ate breakfast late, and there were supplies in between. They probably wouldn't feel hungry so soon, so they started to go to the mission location.

According to the information sent by the incantation society and the local "window" in Karuizawa, the place where the curse fetus was born seems to be a cemetery, which is where Machima and Gojo Satoru are now.

The atmosphere here is really not very good, just staying here will send chills down the spine, although the culprits are those humans who regard the cemetery as an unknown place.

Maqima and Gojo Satoru walked side by side, they held hands, and there was no disturbance in their hearts.

There is indeed the breath of the curse spirit here, and it is not small.

Gojo Satoru didn't intend to take the initiative to attack, but just waited for the hungry curse spirit to pounce on him to hunt, and then gave the intelligent super magic spirit a beautiful counter-kill, which can be said to be murderous.

The woman with orange pink hair lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

At some point, Mazima suddenly spoke.

"Wu, are you willing to be killed by me?"

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes slightly, and turned his head to look at her, fearing that she might appear abnormal again.

How many times has Machima asked similar words?

--three times.

The first time was when we reunited in another world, the second time was when we fought Machima in the amusement park, and the third time was when Makima's plan was in progress and she was going to kill the chainsaw man. .

These three times, Gojo Satoru is still fresh in his memory.

This is what Gojo Satoru hates the most, and he often uses it to remind himself, because he doesn't know when Maqima is sincere and when he is not.

He thought that now he finally let her open her heart, but now?How to explain this?

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, but in the end he closed it again without saying anything.

Maqima's golden eyes blinked, and there was no smile on the corners of her lips, and her face was expressionless. This is the new pronoun of Maqima recently.

"—But this time, I might die with Satoru."

The next second, a powerful super-level curse spirit suddenly struck. Before Gojo Satoru had time to react, he saw Maqima beside him aiming at the curse spirit with his free hand.

Her thin lips parted slightly: "Bang."

Maqima smiled: "It's not good to be careless, this is an enemy camp after all."

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt as if he had just woken up from a dream. He looked at the "corpse" of the curse spirit on the ground, and it was slowly turning into ashes and disappearing from his vision.

Even talking about "carelessness", she has obviously wiped it out.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing out loud, he seemed to have never laughed so happily in the past few years.

-

That night, the spell club sent a text message.

[notify:

One super curse spirit has been exorcised on December 2018, 12.

Exorcist: First-class magician Maqima, special-level magician Wujo Wu. ]

A few days later, another strange text message appeared in the mailboxes of the conjurers.

[notify:

Maqima, a first-class conjurer, was officially promoted to a special conjurer.

Decider: Miss Ma's dear husband Gojo Satoru. ]