K-type Mage

The moon hangs high in the dark night, and the streets at night are filled with gray mist, but blackness gradually spreads in it; this blackness seems to absorb even the lights in the buildings, and the streets filled with black mist, only The soft moonlight falls.

Footsteps sounded on the street filled with black mist.

Walking on such a night, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but think of the dragon battle that just ended not long ago, when he trotted and ran into Sakule.

After that--

"Odasaku."

His young friend's voice echoed in memory and reality.

Including the voice of the opposing partner.

"Are you the one from last time...?"

He stopped in surprise, turned around to look at the two teenagers who appeared on the street behind at some time, convinced that he hadn't heard any footsteps before, and showed confusion on his expression.

The bandage-wrapped kite-eyed boy sized him up with an inquiring look, and said, "What kind of wine am I drinking?"

Ah... Do you also doubt it?

Oda Sakunosuke was stunned, and answered honestly: "The boss doesn't give alcohol to minors."

"Odasaku——" Osamu Dazai's voice raised after confirmation, his face full of curiosity, "Do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know." Oda Sakunosuke said, "The weather forecast didn't say there would be heavy fog."

"It's not the weather." Zhongyuan Zhong also complained, "The different space, the range is quite large." He is very sensitive, and his whole body is a little restless. But told him that if he went deep, he would meet bad existences.

He looked back and forth at the streets at the front and back intersections, his whole body was glowing with black and red light, his expression was so ugly that it was dangerous, and he just wanted to destroy this place completely impatiently.

"..." Osamu Dazai patted him lightly on the shoulder, and the supernatural power "Disqualification in the World" was activated, "Chuya, what's the matter with you, your patience is getting less and less."

The ominous dim light disappeared, and Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, holding down his hat.

"...something is wrong," he whispered.The Huang Ba spit in his body seemed to be about to move, but it was just an illusion when he felt it carefully.

"Of course something is wrong." Osamu Dazai said solemnly, "Didn't you notice that the moon is getting closer and closer to us?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

As soon as he raised his head, he almost choked up when he met the white jade plate that occupied the sky in the street.

"The moon... is falling?" he asked in a very fanciful way.

"I don't know—maybe we'll be stoned to death."

Oda Sakunosuke listened silently, his gaze fell into the depths of the black mist where he was going.

"I have heard rumors." He said, as if he had finally connected, "About half a month ago, someone saw his partner walking into the black mist, and when we met again, the other party died."

"...Okay. This is a bit weird," Dazai clapped his hands, lowered his eyes and said with a little melancholy, "Half a month ago, I also saw the black mist, and conducted a search afterwards."

They move forward.The three of them were walking on the quiet street, the sound of their footsteps and the rubbing of clothes was very clear.

"The black mist is a real scene that can be observed." The boy in charge of investigating this matter said, "It appeared for the first time fifteen days ago, and three people died; the second time ten days ago, ten people died; Three times, eight people died." His tone was exceptionally cold, "The black mist appears in random places, and it can appear in different places in one night; the commonality of the dead... It can be said that they are all scum."

Chuya Nakahara, who was dragged together just after returning from a mission, said, "...Does the leader want to enter the detective business?"

He was a little confused: "Or is there another member of Mafia who died?"

"No. It's because of other reasons." His partner raised a finger and shook it. "Don't you think the feeling here is very subtle? Mr. Yuan suddenly disappeared half a month ago."

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated, "It may not be him who did it..."

"But it must have something to do with him." Dazai interrupted him, with no ups and downs in his tone, "There is information on the magician and the exorcist, the strange creature and the abandoned factory half a month ago—Mr. Yuan probably has something enemy."

"But even the child he adopted couldn't see him for the last time. Could it be because he was kicked into the core of the earth?"

Oda Sakunosuke suddenly raised his gun and aimed at the figure walking from the depths of the black mist.

They stopped.

……

On the night of half a month ago, Natsume Takashi at Fuguro's house did not wait for a guardian, but the guardian of his classmate Fuguro Hui told him——

"Mr. Yuan is missing."

When the strongest conjurer who was running around all day received a report from "window" that he was going to "abandoned factories that did not match the information and the number increased strangely", it was around 04:30; the conjurer who received the task and the entrusted The exorcists who came bumped into each other, and thought they would die here, but at four o'clock, they witnessed the strange scene of the magic spirit disappearing in an instant.

After that--

A young man who suddenly appeared in the middle of the factory.

Black hair and black eyes, dark blue windbreaker, gloomy and dangerous expression, just standing there with a strong sense of rejection.

Ignoring these stunned warlocks, he stretched out his hand in the next moment, and his fingertips touched the black vortex that suddenly appeared in front of him; hell.

The young man stepped in, and the black vortex disappeared.

This was the description Gojo Satoru heard.

"Six Eyes" looked up and down in the factory several times, and came to the conclusion that there was something like a space crack appearing here.

It is a "space" different from the "tent", it may be other places, or it may be... a different world.

If so, it's no wonder Mr. Yuan has such a strange aura.

Although he didn't have close contact with Yuanshen, his adopted son and the other's adopted son are friends, even if he doesn't monitor him, he can still know one thing: Yuanshen will not leave Natsume Takashi without saying goodbye.

In other words, are they actually prepared to come back in time?

But until night fell, Yuan Shen, who was supposed to pick Natsume Takashi back, neither showed up at Fuguro's house, nor did he come out of the abandoned factory.

Gojo Satoru had to go back regretfully and tell Natsume Takashi about it.It is impossible to hide anything, and an eight-year-old child will not be deceived. Let Mr. Yuan come back and explain himself.

The light-haired boy was standing in front of the door with a small schoolbag on his back - Gojo Gojo, who didn't wait for the guardian when he came, was going to go back by himself; lowered his eyes slightly: "...Thank you for telling me about this, Mr. Gojo."

In short, after such and such things, Natsume Takashi's guardian Genbumi can be confirmed as missing, and he disappeared directly for half a month.

In the past half month, strange things have also occurred in various parts of Japan.

Strange black mist, whispers in the night, and phantoms of dead people witnessed by many people...

The number of deaths has risen sharply due to strange events that have nothing to do with magic spirits and youkai.

That's more of a phenomenon.

"The copy in the game—that's what it is." Wujo Satoru said, "I'm going to go in and have a look."

【Among the gaps when night falls, the red eyes will lead believers into the boundless night. 】

Sentences like the introductory words of the game dungeon came out along with the rumors of whispers in the night.

"...Wait, you didn't ignore the word "believer", did you? "Xia Youjie looked at his best friend who suddenly said this, and his head ached, "Do you believe it?" "

"I don't believe it." The white-haired and blue-eyed man said confidently, "Who would believe in God?"

"Then how do you get in like this? Besides, no god said anything?"

"About this——I found out. The cult group that wants to summon the gods has already taken action. The preparations are being carried out in full accordance with this sentence. The sacrifices are [Liar's Teeth], [Hand of the Bloodstained], and a broken page."

"...remnant pages?"

"Yes, Broken Page. Jay, are you interested?"

"I would have gone if it hadn't happened. Isn't that what you came for?"

"Sure enough—Jie, you are the best!"

But you, a super-level conjurer, came to find the curser when you went to investigate things... Teacher Ye Moth really worked hard.

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"What the hell is this thing?" Osamu Dazai curled his lips in disgust at the walking corpse limping out from the depths of the black mist, "It's so disgusting."

Oda Sakunosuke fired a shot at the non-lethal part of the human body, and the impact caused the moving corpse to fall facing the sky.

Zhong Yuanzhong also praised him: "The marksmanship is good."

Dazai: "So is it possible that this black mist can bring the dead back to life?"

It's ridiculous.It was this kind of thing that was resurrected—but seeing such a "person" with expectations must be interesting.

"..." Oda Sakunosuke put away his gun, "It's a dead person. It's amazing."

"Do you want to continue moving forward?" Nakahara Chuya pinched the fingertips of the glove and hesitated, "I think if we continue, we will encounter strange things—"

"Are you afraid?"

"No! I'm worried about you and this person showing disgusting expressions like last time!"

"..." The young man with reddish-brown hair looked over blankly, looking a little hesitant, "Will it be disgusting?"

"...You don't count! What I mean is—this guy's expression of being bewitched before was ugly!"

"..." Dazai didn't speak.Because he was seen with such an expression last time, once he really got angry, he would always be taken out and laughed at by Zhong Ye, he was extremely aggrieved.

"Go ahead." He interrupted the conversation between Chuya and Oda Saku.

……

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie squatted on the beams of the scene of the god summoning ceremony, peeking secretly.

"Great man of all shapes and forms, Lord of Glory and Destiny, please respond to the call of your faithful believer, wake up from the eternal and silent sleep—"

In the dark room where the cult ceremony was held, there were only huge blue candles dancing in the four corners as the light source, and on the ground in the center of the room, there were carefully placed offerings.

There are a large number of "believers", but for some reason, it reveals a "shoddy" and inferior quality.

"It's like a child playing house." Wujo Wu commented, "But what's the matter with those two titles? Is it too much?"

Xia Youjie: "After all, he is a god, so he must have a sense of high class. Two titles are not enough."

The cult believers chanted the mantra.The dense voice is not as good as the monk's chanting.

The next moment when the voices became dense, it seemed as if something had really been attracted. The cold wind blew past, the blue candle was extinguished, and darkness enveloped the entire room.

Gojo Satoru: "I remember that there are no vents here."