Goujin has something to say

The condensation of negative emotions overflowing from human beings will gradually produce curses.

Conjurers with spell power practice spells and are responsible for expelling curses in order to protect ordinary humans without spell power.

One of the only two magic education institutions in Japan, at the gate of Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Magic.

Goujujiji and Yigu Youtai got off the black car, the former's vision was still a little loose, and he almost hit the pillar of the school gate beside him.

Fortunately, Yi Guyoutai's quick-sighted hand gave him a quick pull, preventing a certain spellcaster from getting even more dizzy.

"Student Gouju be careful!"

"Salmon roe."

"Ah...you're welcome, but is Goujuan really alright?"

"……kelp."

Curly Thorn shook his head, then lowered his head and pulled up the collar of his uniform, leaving only a pair of beautiful purple eyes exposed.

Yi Gu Youta's expression became even more worried: "Why don't you go back and rest for a while?"

Yigu·Pure Love God of War·Yuta guessed whether the curse spirit just encountered had consumed too much of the spellcaster's power, and did not think that the anomaly of the dog curly thorn was due to the girl who just appeared in the Happy Commercial Street.

A voice abruptly cut off their conversation: "Hey, why don't we talk about advanced schools?"

Gojo Satoru, who was standing under the tree, raised his hand to greet the two of them. The two first-year college students looked at each other and walked into the school first.

The sun is just right.

The light shines on the canopy of the trees, and the wind blows the leaves on the ground to make a rustling sound. Passing through the long forest road, the quaint teaching building appears in front of you.

The dog curled up and walked forward. He didn't have the habit of bowing his back, but just stared at a small piece of land in front of him, and his thoughts drifted away unconsciously.

The black-haired girl in the dessert shop, like Alice who strayed into another world with Mr. Rabbit in Wonderland, crashed into the world of strangers.

Even if ordinary people are unaware of the curses around them, they can sense the danger logically, and subconsciously look for the existence of the scene that can make them feel at ease.

It's just that what Goujuanji didn't expect was that this strange girl asked herself for a social account.

The dog rolled the spine and shook his head as he walked, driving the extra thoughts out of his brain, and became a little more awake.

There are now four students in the first grade of the junior high school.

In addition to the curse teacher Gou Juji and the super-cursed Bone Yuta, there are Zenyuan Maki who was born in the three major magic families but can't see the magic spirit, and the appearance is like a panda, made by the principal of the Tokyo school. Manchu Panda, who has self-awareness.

During this time period, the remaining two should be practicing combat.

The angry roar of the female high school student was transmitted along the wind to the ears of the two boys who were rushing there.

"Fat—da—!!"

The plump but nimble panda jumped to the side, deftly twisted in the air, dodged the attack and landed.

With his hands in his pockets, the dog stopped at the wall near their training place, and the spell master never took on the task of reporting the situation.

Otoko Yuta stepped forward: "Maki-san, Panda."

The two opponents in the spar stopped their movements almost at the same time.

"Yo, you're back."

Yi Gu Youtai bent down to avoid Pang Da's pounce, straightened up and adjusted his school uniform a little, and reported the situation seriously.

There is no shortage of such exchanges between magicians. After all, not all magic spirits will be recorded, and not all magicians can remember what kind of power the magic spirit can use.

"Why does it look a little heavy? What is Thorn doing?"

"We encountered a first-level curse spirit... Ah, Goujuan has been dealt with, and Goujuan was confessed by a strange girl...it should be considered a confession."

"Hey, is that so? A first-level curse spirit... Wait, wait a minute?! You mean - Thorn was confessed by a strange girl?"

"...dried bonito."

Pang Da's resentful expression changed rapidly.

"How is it! What does that girl look like? I'm so curious! You tell me too soon!"

"Black hair and golden eyes, about 1.6 meters, wearing a small black suit, probably a little smaller than us... but very beautiful."

"Oh oh oh oh! Not bad, did Thorn and her switch lines?"

"Dried bonito!"

"You are in a hurry, you are in a hurry! Don't be in a hurry to deny it, I heard that Yuta is obviously a very cute and beautiful girl, well~ It seems that the thorny spring is here!"

"Dried bonito!!!"

The dog Curly Thorn standing by the wall denied it, pulled up the collar of the uniform, buried half of his face in the wide neckline, the heat spread from the base of the ears all the way up, and the base of the white ears showed a faint pink.

The black-haired girl has a pretty face that other male high school students can easily fall in love with, and Goujuji can't deny that he lost his mind at that moment.

But he did not leave the contact information to the girl.

After all, a conjurer... is a conjurer like him, and daily communication is a problem, not to mention that it may bring danger to ordinary people after contact.

Zenyuan Maki stopped wiping the magic tool, the girl took off her glasses, and looked helplessly at the huddled one and the panda.

"Don't be funny, it's impossible for ordinary people."

It's not without reason that most conjurers are alone. They have a small base, and most conjurers don't want to disturb the lives of ordinary people.

Gojo Gojo turned his head to glance at the students fighting outside, and there were only four first-year college students fighting together.

He passed by the window, pursing his lips. Although he couldn't see his expression, he was obviously a little more serious than usual.

Not only because of the small accident that happened in the Xingfu Commercial Street, but also the news from the headquarters of the magician that the number of magic spirits in the Yokohama area has increased sharply.

"Ah, that's right." Gojo Satoru walked a few steps, turned back, leaned against the window and shouted out: "I have a small mission in Yokohama. Toshi has been free recently, so let's go on a business trip for a while."

Fukagawa Kirei lay prone on the table.

Exiting the Port Mafia was just an impulsive, momentary kiss. She returned to her familiar room and began to think about everything she had seen not long ago.

The black soul aggregates that exploded with the power of language dissipated completely. That kind of power is not in the same system as his own, and it doesn't seem like it is a supernatural ability.

She nodded her eyes, and the colorful furniture in her vision instantly changed to black, gray and white.

When using supernatural powers, she can't see the appearance of creatures, only the shape of souls.

#So actually I don’t know what a person with a heartbeat looks like#

Fukagawa Kirei used the intelligence network of the port mafia and couldn't find any clues. Just by "arriving at Xingfu Commercial Street", the scope is too big no matter how you look at it.

Fukagawa Kirei lay on his stomach, buried his face in his arms in frustration, and sighed deeply.

Damn, isn't there no chance at all!It was love at first sight!Obviously, he should have been tougher and asked for contact information at that time!

The door of the room was kicked open from the outside, a bright orange figure rushed into the room, and the new tool man of the port mafia stepped on the fallen door panel and appeared in Fukagawa Kirei's room.

His whole body is like an orange cat whose hair has exploded, and he is furious: "Shen, Chuan, Qi, Li!! Look at what you have done!!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also went on a business trip for half a month, and when he came back, he saw his precious motorcycle with a flat tire, and there were scratches on the body of the bullet.

At that moment, Zhong Yuanzhong's heart, which was honed and gradually hardened, was broken.

Fukagawa Kirei was still grieving over his lost marriage, so he gave a muffled hum.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Nakahara Nakahara had never seen Fukagawa Kirei look so decadent since he knew Fukagawa Kirei. The straight man at the port Mafia blinked his eyes in a daze for a while, and he glanced at the door panel under his feet, most of the anger dissipated.

"Hey! What's the matter with you?"

Why didn't he want to give him his contact information? The more Fukagawa Kirei thought about it, the more he didn't understand, obviously he wasn't ugly... right?

Taking advantage of the fact that there was still a man here, Fukagawa Kirei stood up and looked solemnly at Nakahara Chuya who came to the table.

"Mr. Zhongye, which one is more beautiful, Miss Hongye or I?"

Nakahara Chuya's brain froze for a moment, and his original worries seemed to be kneaded into balls and fed to the dog hook at the gate of Mafia.

He controlled himself to take back the idiot he was about to say, and did not directly answer the question from his colleague.

"...Did you get your head smashed in the last mission?"

Fukagawa Kirei sighed, and lay down on his stomach at a different angle, facing Nakahara Chuya with the back of his head.

"I realized that men are such hypocritical creatures. Only a mature beauty like Sister Hongye can obtain the contact information of the boy who is attracted to him."

Nakahara was also speechless, he grabbed Fukagawa Kirei by the back collar and lifted her up from the table.

Fukagawa Kirei struggled twice, but was unsuccessful, so he simply followed his strength and hung himself.

"Don't persuade me, Nakaya-kun." The warm orange color in the boy's eyes occupied most of his field of vision, and Fukagawa Kirei closed his eyes: "I'm just sad, men will only affect the speed of my sword."

She paused, and in order to give Dazai a slap in the face, she deliberately added a sentence: "Sacrificing for love is something that a bastard like Dazai would do."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded subconsciously, but he still couldn't understand her appearance.

The young man clicked his tongue: "You and sister Hongye are not of the same type, so we can't compare them."

The door panel was kicked off, and the people who came and went outside the Mafia staff dormitory at the port could see the situation inside, but this layer of staff had a higher position, and it was no surprise to the two people's gossip, and no one stopped to watch.

"Ah, ah, what are you talking about about my concubine's body?" The 'Hongye sister' during their conversation appeared at the door, the wide kimono and the folded umbrella were all covered in deep red in the eyes of Fukagawa Kirei. color coverage.

The woman covered her face and smiled softly: "The relationship between you is very good."

Nakahara Chuya let go of his hand, Fukagawa Kirei stood firmly on his feet, and quickly jumped towards Ozaki Koyo.

"Sister Hongye! Long time no see! Nakaya-kun came to hurt my young heart because the motorcycle broke down and was in a bad mood! Please increase his training volume!!"

Central Plains Chuya:?

Zhong Yuanzhong was also angry: "You also know that my motorcycle is broken?!"

The woman in kimono raised her hand, caught the girl rushing in her direction, and gently rubbed Fukagawa Kirei's head.

"Little Kirei, the leader has something to look for you."