No magic power doesn't affect me becoming the strongest

It is said that when a person is unlucky, even a sip of cold water will clog his teeth.

I took the Shinkansen and stopped for nearly an hour on the way. I was bored and wanted to play with my mobile phone, but found that the battery was only [-]% and I didn’t bring a power bank... I finally got lost in Yokohama.

Really, no surprise there :)

Nanako Gojo looked at the strange yet familiar street in front of her, then looked down at the map in the Yokohama travel guide she bought at the station, she was as quiet as a chicken.

He obviously wanted to go to the hotel he had booked, but somehow he turned to a crossroads. Turning his head to the side was a shining golden river, and the remaining three sides did not know where to go.The important thing is that when you look around, you don't even see a ghost.

There were quite a lot of people when I got off the bus before?Although she consciously avoided crowded places, she didn't look up and see that she was the only one left...

It's kind of creepy, like meeting a ghost.

The girl stood in the shade, looking around blankly.She has hair and eyelashes like frost and snow, and her two slightly closed eyes are blue in different shades. On the deserted street, she lightly purses her beautiful lips and frowns a little dejectedly .

Her expression is indifferent, just like her misty ice-blue pupils that are almost blending with white, but there is an extremely gorgeous red ribbon wrapped around her snow-white hair, the snow color and The bright red intertwined became the brightest color on the girl's body.

This girl who has been around this area several times is named Gojo Nanako. She grew up in a flower planter's house, and was taken back to Tokyo by her super-rich father Gojo Satoru shortly after she became an adult.

But that was a month ago. After another childish quarrel with Gojo Satoru, the girl dragged her suitcase and ran to this seaside city called Yokohama.

Yokohama - Wenhao ○ dog.

When she learned that her father, whom she had never met, was Japanese and when she came to this country, she thought that she must come to Yokohama if she had the chance.

After leaving Tokyo, even the hot and humid sea breeze in Yokohama is extremely refreshing, well, not at all.

Nanako Gojo wiped the sweat off her forehead, took a deep breath, and let it out.

Ah, miss the days of air conditioning.

She squinted her eyes, looking into the distance through the air distorted by the dense heat.

It turns out that there is really such a tall black building in Yokohama...

Gojo Nanako raised her neck, her head was about to hit the big tree behind her, and she looked at the familiar black buildings stupidly, but her eyes were out of focus.It's just that after looking at it for a while, my neck became a little sore.

So she lowered her head and rubbed it with her hands a few times, then decisively stuffed the travel guide in her hand into her Rashomon satchel.

She gave up, since she can’t understand anyway, it’s better to ask someone for directions, if you’re a road idiot, you’ll be a road idiot, give up struggling jpg

When the girl lowered her head, she didn't notice that there was a red light that quickly skipped in the direction of the black building within sight.

It seemed to be a person riding a motorcycle, speeding on the wall of the building defying gravity.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a silent scream brought by the sea breeze. In the field that ordinary people couldn't see, the curse spirit with strange fleshy wings behind it opened its mouthparts to the young man who was chasing it, and was captured The bright red light crushed into black mist fragments.

Dragging an oversized suitcase, jk Gojo Nanako with two braids rallied, took out her mobile phone that would automatically shut down at some point, quickly searched the map, found a direction and immediately returned the mobile phone Low battery mode, praying that it must persist until it finds the hotel by itself.

Otherwise, otherwise, I can only order another house randomly... Anyway, the old man lacks everything, except money.

Gojo Nanako opened the umbrella again, dragged the suitcase and walked straight forward.

Under the action of the force, the rolling forward wheel made a dull sound when it touched the stone brick floor. If you look closely, you will find that there seems to be a strange pattern on the wheel.

And where the girl couldn't see, a wriggling slime-like gray-black mantra just happened to stick to the stone bricks of the road in front of the wheel, wriggling forward, and bulging on her back as she walked in. The bag shattered again with a "boo", and a dark red liquid flowed out, greedily "looking" at the human girl walking towards it.

Gojo Nanako walked forward without looking sideways, and the petite wheels rolled over the "Slime", emitting a milky white light that was not obvious under the sunlight, instantly vaporizing the curse spirit.

"Gudong"

The suitcase in his hand suddenly became unstable and tilted to one side. Nanako Gojo exerted a little force with his five fingers to stabilize the suitcase that was about to slide to the side.

She lowered her head in doubt, her eyes swept across the smooth and tidy ground.

Strange, just now it seems... hit something.

It was probably an illusion, she wiped her damp forehead, but didn't pay much attention.

After walking for a long time, she finally found the hotel she had booked.

It's not easy!Gojo Nanako wept with joy.

God knows how heartbroken she was when she asked passers-by and found out that she had taken the map upside down and went in the wrong direction.

If I had known she would not have such a big suitcase, why not just buy it locally!You know, I'm a rich man now.

Nanako casually threw the suitcase aside, and lay down on the bed in a large shape, letting out a comfortable sigh.

Hmm... The old man didn't call to tell her to go back early this time...

She rolled over and curled up on her side.

Forget it, but it's better to ask, anyway, he hasn't asked for so many years, has he?

Nanako slowly lifted the hidden red string around her neck, and shook the pouch decorative necklace with the [No Lower Limit Spell] spell in front of her eyes, her eyes were a little dazed.

She originally thought that this one of the annual birthday presents was from that guy... In fact, she should have guessed it a long time ago. The number of times that guy smiled at her can be counted on one hand. You're a fool for wishing so.

The girl's eyes dimmed slightly, and then she sighed silently.

Tiredness came gradually, she didn't think much, she just closed her eyes and fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already dark.

Nanako Gojo plugged in the phone that had automatically shut down, and waited for a while before turning it on smoothly.

The first thing I did when I turned it on was to click into the empty message box. Well, that guy really didn't send her a message.

Didn't he just say that he would never recite the things in the book of spells, and then he really lost his temper, and he didn't even care if she didn't call him daddy... Humph.

Gojo Nanako took a deep breath, and directly pulled the phone number in the phone into the blacklist.

She would never tell Gojo Satoru that she had actually read nearly 90.00% of the content in the Talisman Encyclopedia!Isn't it the Cold War!Who is afraid of whom!

Putting the phone aside, Gojo Nanako first called the front desk to order food, and then ran to her suitcase to take out her treasures.

Just waking up, it was the time when she was full of energy, so she decided to go out for a walk in an unhappy mood. The black building she saw before was a good choice.

What should I wear... Nanako looked at the several cosplay suits she had placed on the bed, and fell into deep thought.

Osamu Dazai?Central Plains?Akutagawa Ryunosuke?Spring mirror flower...

The girl unconsciously curled her hair with her index finger. The snow-white hair seemed to be shining beautifully under the incandescent light. She pondered for a while, and then picked out the white suit that she just got a few days ago.

Otherwise, Tatsuhiko Shibusawa would just save the effort of wearing a wig and false eyelashes.

Three hours later, Nanako Gojo, who had finished her dinner and dressed herself up, went out with her little rabbit satchel and SLR on her back. Snow white and snow white just matched her dress.

Importantly, their eye color is red.

It's just that if she wears white at night, she won't be considered a ghost by others... Damn, just thinking about it, she is not as beautiful as a beautiful girl ghost!

Nanako Gojo's destination tonight is the black building she saw before. Before going out, she asked the young lady at the front desk that she would definitely not go in the wrong direction this time!

make a fist.

As she walked, Gojo Nanako began to hum the out-of-tune "Song of Sacrifice for Love". Because Dazai didn't finish singing it in the anime, she basically just sang those few lines and sang whatever came to her mind.

"Sacrifice for love~... Woah...sacrifice for love alone..."

The singing voice is sweet and clear, which is unique to girls, and it is a bit cute to forget the lyrics and deal with it vaguely, but to be honest, it is quite weird to hear someone singing such a messy love song at night.

And hearing this voice, Osamu Dazai, who was joking with Nakahara Zhong, trying to get away with his act of letting him dove again, stopped talking instantly.

--who!Who copied his song? !

With a serious face, the young man made a "shh" gesture to Zhong Yuanzhong who was beside him, and listened carefully.

On the empty long street, the pale street lamps fell on the youthful eyelashes, casting a layer of gloom.

Nakahara Nakahara, who was still complaining about Dazai throwing the task to him again, ran away and disappeared subconsciously, but after he realized what he had done, he gave Dazai another hard look. Ji's face.

What the hell is this guy doing?

Nakahara followed Osamu Dazai's appearance and listened for a while, and as the hazy singing became clearer, his expression became strange, isn't it just that there are girls singing strange songs...

He gave Osamu Dazai an elbow, and warned in a low voice: "I tell you, don't make trouble, or when I go back, I will tell Mr. Oda that you hit up a little girl a few days ago and invited her to die in love."

Osamu Dazai looked at Chuya Nakahara in disbelief: "Chuya, are you a primary school student? You still make small reports 1

"Heh." Nakahara Nakaya was not provoked by Osamu Dazai, he sneered, and was about to raise his legs and sit back on his motorcycle, his tone a little impatient, "Okay, I don't want to do this, you Do you want to go or not?"

He still has a curse spirit that has run away and has not been resolved. How can he have time to beep with this guy here? If it weren't for his flaws in the art, would he team up with this guy who is not doing business?

"What? Is Chuya worried about me?" Osamu Dazai squinted at the orange-haired boy in school uniform beside him and smiled, winkingly said, "Ah la la, if the little slug begs me, maybe I will help Find the guy who ran away 1

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the throbbing veins on his head, deeply feeling that this partner would go to the house to expose the tiles if he didn't fight for three days.But before he could make the next move, his eyes showed surprise first.

The "girl" who just sang gradually came into his field of vision.

Under the dim light, the girl has long snow-dyed hair, her eyes are bleeding, and the corners of her lips are slightly hooked, as if covered with a soft filter, like a compassionate god and Buddha.

That was clearly the curse master who appeared in the Dragon Head War two years ago - Shibusawa Ryuhiko.

How is it possible, Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his lips: "Isn't he..." Dead?