No magic power doesn't affect me becoming the strongest

Although Nanako thought not to pay attention to those strange news, she was somewhat affected.

...Shouldn't such a thing as time travel happen?

But when this doubt arose, she couldn't hold back a laughing sound from her throat, how could such a thing happen, it's impossible.

Although she also thought about what would happen when she crossed into the Two-dimensional world, in reality, she didn't want such a thing to happen.

Is it because the anime is not good, or Gojo Satoru didn't give her enough money?The real world was dangerous enough, and she didn't want more dangerous powers to become her routine.

It's only been a month since the days of the little rich woman...

And how dangerous the Wenye Theater is, not only has the ability to cheat, but also a lot of heart, Gojo Nanako feels that she is only a little above the ordinary level in force, and her intelligence... well, this is a bit hard to say

But she didn't know if it was an illusion, she always felt that the surrounding environment was a bit too quiet.

There was no sound of wind or humming of cicadas, except for the beating of her own heart, and it was dead quiet, as if she was the only one left in this world.

This feeling made Nanako feel a little apprehensive, but after scanning around, she didn't find anything strange.

Even weirder.

But just at this glance, it seemed that the conditions of an unknown script were met, and a street lamp not far away suddenly made a harsh cracking sound, which seemed to be a short circuit caused by a blown circuit.

Her already tense body was startled, Nanako covered her beating heart and carefully looked behind her, but except for the section of the road that suddenly went dark due to the lack of light, there was nothing wrong with her. Nothing strange was found.

She raised her hand and gently pulled her face, it was all because of the strange news just now, which made her a little paranoid.

The girl silently recited a series of Marxist-Leninist scientific socialism and various gods, Buddhas and ghosts in her heart, calming down the goosebumps on her arms.

- Grass (a type of plant).

Thought it was haunted.

Nanako resisted the hairy feeling in her heart, picked up the red string under the collar with her fingertips, held the decorative sachet with the 'Ghost Painting Talisman Paper' hidden in her palm, and took a deep breath to cheer herself up.

Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts in this world, it's all about scaring yourself.Besides, Nanako Gojo, you are someone who has watched so many horror and ghost movies!Be bold!

I don't know if it's from her heart, but Nanako felt the dreadful feeling all over her body fade away in an instant, and she was taken aback for a moment, it turned out that the purse in the palm of her hand was getting hot.

But at this time, in the field that Nanako Gojo couldn't see, the fish that slipped through the net in the cleaning activity a few hours ago - a quasi-level one curse spirit wanted to attack her, but was caught by an invisible force when it approached her. The barriers blocked the outside.

A trace of human surprise suddenly flashed in the muddy eyes of the curse spirit. It opened its mouth wide, trying to swallow this human being wrapped in an invisible barrier, but it could only make a sticky gnawing sound in vain.

Nanako tore out the talisman paper that had been folded into small pieces from her purse, and sure enough, it was the one that was heating up.

Ask her how she knows.

--nonsense!It's all burning up, can it still be hot?

Regardless of the reason why this superstitious yellow talisman spontaneously ignites without fire, she remembers that this thing is... a talisman with no lower limit spell, right?

Is this reminding her that danger is approaching?

Nanako Gojo kept her expression on the face, but she was actually thinking crazily in her heart that there might be some technology or chemical method that could make the paper generate heat by itself. It couldn't possibly be that there was a magic spirit attacking her by her side.hehe.

No, it can't be.

Didn't it mean...it's just...a...ancient talisman culture...that has been passed down for a long time...

Although it is a little common in life, it looks ugly enough to have characteristics, but, but, can't it?come for real?

The silly and sweet Nanako Gojo suddenly felt a little suffocated.

She suddenly thought of a question, because as far as she knows, the Gojo House is the largest distributor of rune culture in Tokyo and even Japan. For example, her suitcase is also made by her own company. If you translate it now, isn’t it a modern ghost hunter? family! !

Oh, no, what they said is that the curse spirit is not a ghost.

Does it make a difference! !

Hey woo woo——

But now is not the time to think about this. Although she couldn't see the curse spirit that was attacking her, the corner of the spell in the palm of her hand was "burning" unaffected at all.

Let’s just say that Japan is not safe, why not just stay at the flower planter… qwq

Nanako Gojo struggled to piece together her shattered worldview, while slowly moving back, trying to leave this weird place.

The beating of the heart almost overwhelmed the noisy cicadas.

But Nanako soon discovered that she was enclosed in a circle less than half a meter centered on her.

Grass, what the hell is this inferior thing, can't it move?

Nanako's breathing was slightly rapid, and some legs limply leaned against the barrier behind her.

In front of her eyes, everything looked normal, except for the invisible barrier around her that seemed to protect her.

But in the eyes of Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya who have not yet left, it was the white-haired girl standing there calmly, watching the curse spirit open its mouth towards her, but the expression on her face did not change. , and in the mood to take two steps back, as if wanting to "see more clearly".

Osamu Dazai noticed that Nanako Gojo seemed to be doing something in his hand, but because of the angle, he couldn't see it clearly, but it was not important.

He tugged Nakahara Chuya, who was about to step forward to exorcise the curse spirit, his eyes sank slightly.

Speaking of which, he and Zhong also appeared in this place because of this big guy who ran away... What a coincidence.

Osamu Dazai took a step forward and patted Chuya Nakahara on the shoulder, his eyes full of interest: "Well, don't be so anxious..."

Taking this opportunity, I can observe the girl's ability, um, is that... a spell with no lower limit?It doesn't look like it, the launch distance is a bit too large.

Nanako Gojo, who was stuck in her mind, didn't realize that someone was observing her. She leaned halfway on the barrier, facing the empty environment in front of her eyes as if she was blind, although the paper talisman in her palm was still slowly burning silently from the corner, But the fear in his heart gradually faded away.

She regained her mind of running away from home, and began to think about ways to break the situation.

After all, although it seemed to be the scene of a narrow escape, she really didn't feel anything!On the contrary, after the quiet atmosphere around him spread, after a long time, there was actually a vague embarrassment.

She was almost despairing of such a nervous personality of hers, Gojo Nanako thought about it, and pulled Gojo Satoru from the blacklist.

At this time, it is better to ask a "professional", or call 110?By the way, is the emergency number in Japan 110?Assy, I don't understand this at all!

Forget it, let's call Gojo Satoru.

The girl's fingertips hovered over the familiar phone number for half a second hesitantly, then tapped down firmly, and pressed the phone to her ear.

"beep……"

After the phone rang three times, rustling and vaguely soft male voices sounded suspiciously.

"Mosimoxi?"

Hearing this voice, Gojo Nanako clenched her five fingers almost subconsciously. She took a deep breath, then licked her somewhat dry lips, and whispered the name she seldom uttered: "Dad .” His attitude softened, and he looked like he was able to bend and stretch.

Gojo Wu, who just carried Xi Jiufu and beat the curse spirit to the ground:? ? ?

Osamu Dazai, who was secretly poking and eavesdropping:? ? ?

"...if the corner of the talisman happens—"

"Uh, little girl, did you make the wrong number?"

The voices of Nanako Gojo and Satoru Gojo sounded almost at the same time. The moment she heard the man's doubts, her unspoken words stuck in her throat.

Eh?Eh?

After a while, Nanako Gojo finally heard her own voice when she asked another question: "...Gojo Satoru?"

It's the voice of Gojo Satoru...

A cold female voice came from the other end of the phone with inconspicuous doubts. Gojo Gojo, a busy man who was still working overtime at night, paused, and replied with a long ending: "It's me~"

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone in fright.

Eh?Is this dead?

While touching his chin, Gojo Satoru smoothly put the Xijiufu in his hand into his mouth, stepped on the head of the curse spirit, so dazed that even his hair was full of doubts.

By the way, who was that girl just now?

After being frightened by Gojo Satoru's frivolous tone and hanging up the phone instantly, Gojo Nanako was a little confused. Her life seemed to be like a runaway wild horse since she came to Japan. She didn't know what strange place she ran to. Belatedly aware of the problem, but not sure how to deal with it.

After all, she is just a girl who has just grown up in a honeypot. The "ordinary life" of the first 18 years seems to become more exciting than a roller coaster after she crossed the hurdle of adulthood. what's the matter

Could it be that all her good luck has been extended to the first 18 years of her life?

——She would rather that all the card draws in her life are not all kinds of ssr!

With the passage of time, most of the charms in Gojo Nanako's palm had been burned.

She called the police just now, but hearing the tone of the other party who was more confused than her, it probably didn't help. Fortunately, she didn't hold out any hope.

...It's just that if it continues like this, she can't imagine what will happen afterwards.

Will you die?still……

Forget it, let a dead horse be a living horse doctor.

Nanako Gojo took a deep breath.

Since the spell is useful, according to the burning speed, there is probably some time for her to struggle to survive.

Yes, she wants to try to see if she can draw a useful spell. Although she still thinks the effectiveness of this spell is a legend, but fortunately, she is still a little interested in this ugly and cute spell. She has studied it in private. No matter what, you can't sit still.

But after all, she has never systematically learned the proper way of drawing spells, so she can only do it according to her own ideas at this time.

Nanako Gojo slowly raised her head, under the light of the street lamp in the distance, her eyes with colored contact lenses were about to bleed.

She cut her right index finger with the jackknife she carried, and then walked forward a few steps until the tip of her raised finger touched the invisible barrier.

The brilliant red stagnated in mid-air, and with the movement of her pale fingertips, she dropped a strange spell in front of her eyes.

Because she couldn't see the enemy, the spell that Nanako Gojo drew was the incomplete spell that she had peeked at Gojo Satoru in his study when he was not at home.

【Inaction changes】