Gunslinger from Butei

The spells of the super imaginary spell spirit [Tapir] are related to dreams.Under the blessing of the domain, the mutual transformation of reality and illusion can be achieved.

Ordinary special-level magic spirits can't do this at all. Although the strength of super-level spell spirits fluctuates a lot, the [tapir], which was not considered powerful in human hypothetical concepts, must be due to external intervention. The unique nature of the field plays to this point.

Haiyin took advantage of the "mother" that still existed in the dream to manipulate her own dream to a certain extent, and even blatantly sent the two classmates out under the eyes of the enemy curse spirit.

However, it is the limit to be able to do this, and this newborn curse spirit who has not experienced the dangers of society will surely be more cautious.He will also watch Oda Haiyin's every move more closely. After Haiyin explained what he wanted to say, the time was just about the same, and the whole person was blinded by drowsiness.

Those hazy green eyes finally closed, Xia Youjie quickly caught the girl's leaning forward body, and put his arms around her waist for someone to lean on his shoulders.

Gojo Satoru rubbed the pinched neck, leaned over with some displeasure, poked the girl's cheek for the first time, and pointed: "He has no conscience. If you find something interesting, you won't share it with your classmates? Jie ,how do you say?"

"To be honest, in my opinion, if you want to use the magic spell, you must at least make sure it is under control, right?" Xia Youjie said righteously, "Is there anything more reliable than my magic spell?" ?”

"That's right! With my six eyes, I can pull out the hidden curse spirit and tear it up in the blink of an eye! In short, we can't make trouble! Haiyin just likes to think about it." Wutiao Wu Very confident, "We are obviously the strongest backup!"

……

Although they spoke with confidence, the two DKs looked at each other for a moment, neither of them was the first to make a move.

"Wu, don't you want to make a move?"

"Jay, aren't you the same."

After 2 minutes, the two teenagers looked at each other faintly with disgust.

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"If you don't hurry up, maybe Haiyin can solve the problem by himself." Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back any longer. He stared at the unconscious girl for a while, and suddenly said, "I probably understand what Haiyin said earlier. .”

[Even if you must help, you must contact me, and you are not allowed to act without authorization. 】

This sentence is interesting in itself.

"With Haiyin's current situation, how can we contact her..." Xia Youjie thought for a while, then glanced at the sky with some hesitation.

"Maybe we made contact in a dream." Wujo Satoru said, closing his eyes with high mobility, "I'll try first!"

When he 'woke up' again, Gojo Satoru came to a murder scene.

Or the glaring shootings that happened on the street.

The smell of gunpowder smoke all over the ground - because of someone, Gojo Satoru was already very familiar with this smell.

But it was not Oda Haiyin who fired the shots, but two apparently opposing waves of thugs in black suits.

How could such a thing happen in a commercial street in broad daylight?It's rare in movies.

Even Gojo Satoru, who doesn't know much about most common sense in society, can be amazed by the darkness that is unscrupulously displayed on the bright side.

Probably because the gun battle happened so suddenly, many ordinary people on the road fell into a pool of blood before they had time to escape.From the shattered shop window, one can vaguely see a mass of black heads hiding under the counter.

And a few cars were unfortunately chosen by the mob as obstacles, and they were poured down by countless firepower.One of them had its fuel tank exploded, and the violent explosion made the scene even more chaotic.

"Even if the curse spirit invades, it's nothing more than that." The white-haired young man regained his usual vitality and wandered around looking for the figure in his memory.If I'm not mistaken, this place should be one of Haiyin's memories.So where will Hai Yin, who is a person who experienced it firsthand, be?

The boy's figure passed through the fiercely fighting crowd like a nimble fish, but like a ghost, no one could perceive his existence at all.

It was obvious that a certain girl had tampered with it in advance.

Gojo Satoru initially thought that Haiyin would be among the refugees in a nearby building, but he searched patiently, but found nothing.

Just as he returned to the original location with a face full of confusion, the original battle had subsided.

The two opposing groups seemed to be hurting each other. After swearing at each other, they withdrew almost at the same time, leaving behind a pile of corpses.

At this time, the third party arrived late and methodically began to clean up the scene, investigate and present evidence.

To Gojo Satoru's surprise, this group of people was still not the police, but the Mafia wearing black suits and their aura was almost the same as those just now.

"What, is it a city ruled by gangsters?"

The young man watched this scene with great interest, until he saw a young man with reddish brown hair and somewhat mournful eyes open a burned-out frame, and took out a sleeping little girl from inside——

Among the scorched marks all over the place, the little girl who was completely unharmed and soundly asleep was too eye-catching.

!

Gojo Satoru was shocked.

What, are you hiding there?

The center of the battlefield where negative emotions are too strong obscured the insight of the Six Eyes, making him miss the opportunity to discover Oda Kaiyin from the beginning.

Wujo Satoru rushed over at once.

When he got closer, he found that the red-brown haired boy with no expression on his face was holding Xiao Haiyin calmly, and carefully put her into a brand new body bag.

"!" Gojo Satoru was shocked, this guy is brave enough!Treat the living as corpses and prepare to bury them?

He frowned and reached out to grab the small black bag, but his hand passed through the opponent's hand as if piercing the air.

"Oda." At this time, someone came over, looked at the small bag the boy was holding, and couldn't help but frowned, "Is it the corpse of a child? Excuse me, do you know who it is?"

The boy named Oda replied: "Judging from the decoration in the car, it is an ordinary family who was implicated. Two adults and one child were not spared."

"Really? That's really unlucky." Having said that, the expression of the person on the opposite side suddenly relaxed, "Then, there is no information worth collecting on this family. Just leave their bodies there and leave them alone. , the police will deal with it in the end."

"I understand." The boy nodded, but he didn't intend to put down the small bag in his hand.

"... Forget it, it's up to you." The man was also used to this guy always doing superfluous things, shrugged, turned and left.

Gojo Satoru had a clear goal, so he followed the young man, watching him continue to collect the bones one by one, and he was also forced to do some tiring work that no one wanted to do.

"This guy... his surname is Oda."

Gojo Satoru's face was serious, and he had already had a terrifying guess in his mind.Therefore, when observing this young man, he was extra careful.

He was one of the few people in this group who didn't wear a black suit, but a sand-colored windbreaker—a style of clothing that Gojo Satoru had seen Haiyin wear before.

To be honest, whether it's his words, deeds, clothes or appearance, standing among a group of people in black suits and sunglasses, this person is a bit maverick.But the contradiction is that his status in the organization is not high, he can almost be said to be a handyman.The attitude of the people around him is also very strange.Most of them are contempt, but they don't seem to dare to provoke him completely. Generally speaking, they give people the feeling of a mouse teasing a tiger's whiskers and standing on the edge of danger.

Gojo Satoru, who wandered back and forth among the crowd, already had a rough idea of ​​the background here.

Yokohama.after the war.Concession. MAFIA.And the supernatural powers of urban legends.

Hai Yin's hometown is as interesting and exciting as Gojo Satoru imagined.

And the young man in front of him is probably one of the most unusual ones.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Oda, who has undertaken the most work without complaining and is the best tool man, has perfectly kept a secret in front of countless colleagues.

From the beginning to the end, no one discovered the most amazing and precious treasure in this battle - the existence of a small superhuman who was unharmed in the explosion.

It wasn't until after everything was over that the little girl who was yawning and rubbing her eyes woke up in a strange room, blinked her big eyes and stared at him in confusion, the boy's calm eyes did not change a little.

Xiao Haiyin: "Who are you?"

Gojo Satoru was standing beside her, and he lowered his head to compare the height of the child.Haiyin has grown a little taller than when he was seen in the orphanage, and his facial features have grown slightly, but his voice is still milky, which makes his hands itchy.It's a pity that you can't see it.

"I am Sakunosuke Oda." The boy replied calmly.

Xiao Haiyin looked at his plain expression, showing a suspicious expression of life: "Am I dreaming? Or was it sold by the new mother and father?"

Oda Sakunosuke didn't put her off, and replied honestly: "They didn't sell you. They died."

This is their first encounter.