No magic power doesn't affect me becoming the strongest

Gojo Nanako felt very angry, she felt that she had been scolded.

After struggling for several days, I finally made up my mind to let myself participate in the danger, but it turned out that Dazai and Gojo Satoru were betting? ?

Damn these two mentally retarded!

gu

what--

Gojo Nanako, who threw the two of them out of the door, was so angry that she even forgot the question she asked Gojo Satoru before. He hadn't answered her yet, but she turned her head and opened the door to see that no one was there.

"..."

good, very good.

She is not angry, not angry.

Gojo Nanako walked towards the clothes with the pen she had been holding in her hand, and picked up the cosplay clothes she had just stuffed in.

There is only a white kimono inside.

Because the wigs are not easy to customize, the main reason is that she is not very good at styling, so for the time being, she can only choose some more convenient characters to cosplay.

Anyway, Tatsuhiko Shibusawa would definitely pass, and in the end she chose not any character, but Kyoka's supernatural body—Yasha Shirayuki.

It just so happened that she happened to meet her at the exchange meeting a few days ago, and the details were pretty much the same, so there wouldn't be much difference anyway.

After changing it, Nanako Gojo was very satisfied. She looked at herself in the mirror, stretched out her hand to pull a hair that was exactly the same as Yasha Shirayuki, and trimmed her bangs...

perfect!

The last step is to get a mask!She has already prepared for this!

【Construction formula】

Although it is quite difficult to draw, it is still no problem to make two pictures in three days!

Thinking of this, Nanako Gojo suddenly became a little excited for some reason.

After coming to this world, she has always been cautious, for fear of losing her life if she fails to do one thing—although it turns out that the danger does exist—but she still feels very happy wearing it after a long time.

She seems to be too depressed these days.

Nanako Gojo picked up the two construction spells on the table, curled her fingertips and shook them lightly.

No matter how many times I look at it, I still find it miraculous. The weird and beautiful curves are flying on the paper, being pulled in the air by invisible lines, breaking apart profusely, and then turning into what she wants.

A faceless mask.

A slender sword.

Put on the mask and pick up the sword.

Tick, tick...

Time passed by with the rotation of the second hand, and Nanako Gojo stood in the middle of the room silently holding her sword.

After about five minutes, there was still no sound in her mind.

The system... disappeared?

Gojo Nanako frowned, reached out and took off the mask on her face.

Or are there other conditions that have not been met?

After working for a long time but still getting nothing, the girl suddenly felt a little frustrated. She sat on the bed with her skirt in her hands, and rested her chin on the rapier with both hands.

"Alas..." She let out a long sigh.

Forget it, don't think too much!

Nanako Gojo held the sword and slowly drew a beautiful sword flower, her eyes fell on the thin sword created by the construction technique in her hand.

Speaking of which, if it wasn't for the preparation of cosplay props this time, she would never have thought of such a charm, and it took several trials before it succeeded.

It feels a bit similar to Mr. Kunikida's [Double Yinke]?But it will be more troublesome...

Before she knew it, the fingers of Nanako Gojo's free hand touched the beautiful blade of the rapier.

She had just opened the curtains, when the outside sunlight came in, falling on the blue-purple sword, making it seem to be dyed with the same color of light.

The little paper figurine that was thrown aside by Nanako Gojo climbed up from the bottom of the bed with difficulty, and rolled along Nanako Gojo's arm until it reached the rapier. It twisted, as if it wanted to get the master's attention.

"hiss……"

Gojo Nanako's fingers accidentally scratched the edge of the sword, and the bright red blood fell on the rapier and melted into it instantly.

……Eh?

The girl turned over the props in her hand, looked at the rapier that was still innocent with a dazed expression, and then looked at the blood dripping from her thumb.

Her brain twitched, and she wiped it with her backhand.

Just like before, her blood was absorbed by the rapier almost as soon as it touched it.

Is it about the sword?

Gojo Nanako tilted her head, took the mask she threw aside just now, pinched her thumb lightly with her index finger, squeezed out the blood and wiped it.

To her disappointment, the mask also has the function of absorbing blood.

Tsk, she thought she had created some magical weapon unconsciously, so she was so happy.

As for blood... She remembered that she had used a blood talisman before.

Because it is also the incarnation of the spell, can it absorb blood?

Was it because she was stained with blood that she succeeded in drawing the talisman array that could resist the super magic spirit?

Such an idea suddenly appeared in Nanako Gojo's brain.

Should... no?

She looked suspiciously at the two props in her hand, and put them on the bedside table.

If it was an initial effect, they should self-dissipate after 10 minutes.

Thinking of this, Nanako Gojo climbed onto the bed, stared at them with a pillow in her arms, and pinched a watch at the same time, so as not to be delusional with her perception.

After 15 minutes, the mask dissipated.

Half an hour later, the rapier disappeared.

Nanako Gojo silently looked at the stopwatch on her mobile phone, threw the pillow in her arms aside, sucked on her slippers, and ran to Osamu Dazai's room next door with the pattering sound effect.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Dazai?" Nanako Gojo knocked on the door three times.

Soon, the door opened.

Gojo Nanako pushed away Gojo Satoru who was blocking the door, and poked his head into the room: "Dazai! Come here!"

The girl looked at the boy in the room brightly, and waved to him like a lucky cat.

"Nanako~" Gojo Satoru looked sadly at the girl who completely ignored him.

"Eh? Do you still want to talk about things?" Nanako Gojo blinked her eyes and lost a little bit, "Then I..." Let's wait a while.

Before she finished speaking, Gojo Gojo's eyes froze, he pushed Osamu Dazai and put him beside her, and said solemnly: "It's okay, it's all over!"

Nanako begged me for the first time! ! !

Must promise!Sorry for not agreeing to his hard work these days!

"Really?" The girl looked very happy. Now that the conversation was over, "Then when are you leaving?"

The pretentious and magnanimous smile on Gojo Satoru's face disappeared in an instant, and it was a bit ridiculous to hang on that handsome face.

Gojo Nanako seemed unable to see his mood at this time, and urged: "Then—see you tomorrow?"

See you tomorrow!Oh!Nanako really still cares about him!

Gojo Satoru instantly revived with full blood.

He glanced at Dazai Osamu provocatively, looking like a winner, and then changed his face instantly, and said apologetically in Gojo Nanako's eyes: "I probably won't be able to come tomorrow."

Come... can't you?

Nanako Gojo blinked her eyes.

"Well, I see." She nodded in a daze, subconsciously showing a smile, "Goodbye."

It seems that there is no reluctance or retention.

Gojo Satoru covered his little heart with one hand, and pulled the girl's door with the other, his face full of heartache: "Nanako, don't you want to keep Dad? I really really won't come tomorrow!"

"..." She only feels strange every day, okay?

Every time I wonder if Gojo Satoru is unemployed, so Nanako Gojo, who has spent so much time, slanders her stomach, nodding her head with a perfunctory expression: "I know, I know..."

bump!

She finally closed the door.

As soon as Gojo Satoru left, the whole world felt quiet, and Gojo Nanako actually felt a little uncomfortable.

?

Is she crazy?

The girl shook her head to shake off that strange thought, and then turned to Osamu Dazai.

"Did Nanako find anything?" The boy stood where he was, with a smile on his face when she looked over.

"What were you talking about with Gojo Gojo before?" Gojo Nanako asked him curiously.

"Does Nanako want to know?" Osamu Dazai asked her back.

I don’t really think about it, I just feel that I’m a bit silly for struggling for so long, but…

"I'm serious about the plan to be a bait," Gojo Nanako said.

She has thought a lot these days, and her abilities seem to be very powerful, but just like Wujo Satoru said, she is just a child who holds power and doesn't know how to use it.

Her ability to draw characters is also very poor, and now she can only draw those few smoothly, and cannot streamline production, so the help to Yokohama is just a drop in the bucket, and maybe it will cause trouble for everyone in turn.

But her only advantage is this identity.

She has six eyes, even if she doesn't have this face, she can definitely be accepted by the Wutiao family.

The Gojo family, one of the three royal families, made its appearance with much attention.

What a good bait, all kinds of ghosts and snakes will not let it go, not to mention that she is really a very, very weak person.

The best attack target is also the best threat and cooperation target.

Her appearance will definitely attract most of the attention. At that time, whether it is to do the opposite and hide sister Xie Ye in Wujo's house, or use herself as a bait, it will be a good method.

Probably because the expression on Nanako Gojo's face was too serious, Osamu Dazai coughed lightly and walked in front of her solemnly.

The girl who was almost half a head taller than Osamu Dazai lowered her head slightly, and frowned at him suspiciously.

She saw Osamu Dazai looking up at her quietly with those beautiful iris eyes.

Then, keeping a little distance, he stretched out his arms and pressed the palm of her hand on her head, which was still in the ball head, and patted it three times.

The young man looked at those ignorant blue eyes, and smiled lazily.

"Don't think so much."

"At this time, just stay by my side obediently."