K-type Mage

Yuan Shen: "..."

This kind of title, I don’t know what it means, “the person and the master of the automatic coding, I don’t know which hot chicken god it is”-although I really want to say this, but the contact did let him know, before That and this [Tatar Remnant Page]...he was the one who wanted to summon.

In other words, he scolded himself at the beginning.

It sucks.

He declined to comment on this.

Besides, this kind of summoning word is not correct at all, but more like a haphazardly put together second-level line. It is just "a certain concept that exists, points to him, and fixes him" to make the summoning established-summoning this projection .

Gee.

He didn't stop, his pace was still steady.

Gojo Satoru let out a disappointed "ah": "There is no response. What a pity."

Xia Youjie smiled, and the curve of his lips widened: "It's understandable, no one would admit such a title."

They followed.

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"Oops, this can't be done." Osamu Dazai muttered, "Do you want me to die of exhaustion?"

He is out of breath now, and he is in a mess; on the contrary, his friend Oda Saku and his partner Nakahara Nakahara are also facing more and more walking dead, but they still look very refreshing.

He looked at the two people with a resentful expression: "Why..."

"What are you talking to yourself. Your physical strength is too weak, Dazai."

"..."

"It's too much! Why would I act together with you, a physical monster, Chuya? I should be the commander who made a plan, turned around your tricks, and finally completed the task perfectly! It's best to carry you. The red wine in your collection sees you bumping around!"

"You don't need to say it! Huh, it's a pity that although you think so, the current situation is the truth."

Oda Sakunosuke, after thinking about it, said honestly: "The relationship is really good."

"No! Why would you say such a thing?!"

"It's not good at all! Odasaku, you should complain!"

The unanimous noise attack made Oda Sakunosuke stunned: "Then... there is a tacit understanding."

Osamu Dazai & Chuya Nakahara: "..."

The anger that was overflowing suddenly vented.

Oda Sakunosuke is a wonderful man.Therefore, after serious contact, it is easy to be liked.

The walking dead stopped suddenly.They originally appeared one after another and approached the three of them in a circle, but now they stopped and turned their heads in the direction of the moon in unison.

Osamu Dazai: "Like a sunflower facing the sun."

Nakahara Chuya: "It's so disgusting to say that."

Oda Sakunosuke: "...It's really similar."

Very close to the streets and buildings, so close that it seems that shadows appear on the falling moon-visible to the naked eye, rapidly expanding from a point.

It was someone who came on the moon with the light behind his back.It's like a god descending into the world.

Nakahara Chuya, who is very sensitive to breath, his eyes lit up: "Mr. Yuan!"

Oda Sakunosuke also looked over curiously, there was always such a person in the conversation between the two teenagers before, and now it was just right.

Osamu Dazai's expression was a little dark.

In this case, the two youths next to each other seemed to lose their sense of existence.

This was the first time for Gojo Satoru. No matter in terms of ability or appearance, he was the focus of everyone's attention for a long time. He touched his chin with some novelty and said, "Mr. Yuan, this kind of appearance is really like a god descending to earth Ah—right, Jay?"

"..." Xia Youjie nodded with a smile, "Maybe a superstar appears, and the moon is the spotlight." He stepped on the flying spell spirit that was quickly summoned when he appeared in the sky, and looked at the two The guy who easily stands in the sky almost has resentment - the difference is compared, I really envy him who can fly.

Yuan Shen: "..."

Forgive him, an old man, if he continues, he will be so ashamed that he will bury himself in the quilt.

But this appearance is indeed very compelling, and it reminds him of the feat of giving a speech against the background of a burning church.

The conversation was very short, during which the three of them had already come to the ground, looking at each other with the Mafia trio at the port behind a group of sunflower-like walking corpses.

"Like a magnet, Minamoto-san."

"So welcome."

The group of best friends sang together.

"It feels like I want to stick to you."

"It might be better if it's a beauty."

The "sunflowers" looking at the "sun" are already drooling.

No matter who it is in such a scene, it would be nauseating to the point of nightmares, Yuan Shen raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows in distress.

Dazai Osamu looked at the two conjurers inquiringly, thinking about what caused them to suddenly have such a vigilant and tentative attitude towards Yuan Shen.

"I'm more looking forward to the furry little cutie." Yuan Shen replied, "I don't have that kind of worldly desire."

His wish was simple at the beginning, just to live a good life; it has always been the same since then.Desires or something... It's okay to live.And it has been done.

"Thank you for your hard work." He took a step forward, nodded to the three of them, looking a little helpless between his brows and eyes, "I'm sorry for this situation."

The walking dead rushed up.Then it turned into dust in an instant.

But after the dust dissipated, a bell popped out, golden and dumb, rolled a few times on the ground, and rolled to the feet of the black-haired young man.

Yuan Shen's expression changed slightly after seeing it.

"...It's too much." He bent down to pick it up, and his voice was very soft when he said, "I made this with my own hands, don't you want it? You En."

"No more." A brisk voice answered his question.

The young man who came out of the shadows stood in the moonlight and stared at Yuan Shen. His black hair was slightly curly, and he had a casual smile on his face. Even the brown pupils curved out quite naturally.

Contrary to Yuan Shen's calm and calm demeanor that blended in with the crowd when he got up naturally, this young man's whole body was full of sloppyness from nowhere. .

"Long time no see, Shen." He greeted, "It's been 20 years since I died, and your personality has changed a lot. ——You can't learn from me, you live to remember your best friend who died before your eyes It's kind of ridiculous to look at that person."

"..." After seeing him, as if he didn't know how to smile, his face lost any emotion, and his face was expressionless, "Have you said enough?"

Such a comparison is very obvious.As a result, other people's line of sight drifted slightly.

"Hahaha, I'm just joking, Shen." The young man who suddenly appeared spread his hands, "I understand, after all, no one can calm down when they see a friend who should have died, especially a fool like you—but It’s like this every time I encounter things that I can’t believe, I can’t accept, I don’t know how to react, it’s so cute.”

"Personal attacks as soon as we meet? It's too bad." Yuan Shen said condemningly, "Yuen, you still talk a lot as before."

At the same time, he set up a black barrier to prevent others from observing his conversation with the young man—he doesn't like to show everything in front of others.

Several people outside the barrier looked at each other, Oda Sakunosuke thought for a moment as if in a daze, and said, "I wonder if I can sleep before going to work."

"Probably not." Dazai Osamu said, "But Odasaku, you are just a small employee, no one will pay attention to you." He said, "Let Chuya do it alone."

The young man with reddish-brown hair showed a reassuring expression: "That's it."

"You have to make a report too! Don't say it like you didn't participate." Zhong Yuanzhong said in a bad mood.

The other two warlocks were silent for a moment, and chatted with each other very naturally about the inverted bowl-shaped black enchantment.

"This enchantment is quite interesting. It feels very similar to "Ten". Gojo Satoru reached out to touch it, and said after his palm touched the cold barrier, "This way of talking is really convenient." "

Xia Youjie, who didn't have time to stop him, sighed: "Yes, don't touch dangerous things casually."

Inside the barrier.

"I'm complimenting you." The young man called "Yuen" smiled at his behavior unchanged, "I think you understand. I believe in that lord, the God of Many Faces. After all, it revived my existence. Since you want to see the "love and kill" between my best friends and you, you have to be satisfied no matter what you think. "

"..." Yuan Shen breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." He said from the bottom of his heart.

Yuan Shen looked serious and thankful: "I was always worried that the guy played you before, including the you who traveled with me in the past hundred years is also his incarnation."

"Hahaha, how is it possible, Shen, you really dare to think."

"Because it's very strange. [Tatar] I have already destroyed nothing left, the broken page is not counted, why is there still... I am very concerned." Yuan Shen said, "It's good that you are not him, Eun .”

"Even if I was resurrected by him to play a ridiculous drama with you to please him? "Love and kill each other" is really a wicked plot. "The brown eyes rolled, and the young man showed a curious expression.

"It doesn't matter. The possibility of "falling in love" has long since ceased to exist. "The black-haired young man who said this smiled again, gentle and calm, "You who were resurrected by Him are no longer my best friend, but an old friend and an enemy. "

"..." You En was silent for a while, "You are really one-sided. But that's fine." He said with a sigh, "Your achievements have attracted much attention, and your achievements will be passed down forever. Please continue to use yourself Live in the same way, don't lose to the evil god's malice... Yuan Shen, my friend."

"This is a matter of course." Yuan Shen said, facing the kindness of the resurrected friend before the hostility, he also softened his tone a little, "I am very happy to see you again."

"I've been paying attention to you." You En laughed, "I met someone interesting, Shen. I've been worried about being forgotten."

"I will never forget you." Yuan Shen said.

The black barrier was removed by the giver, and the five people who were doing nothing outside cast their gazes over.

"You En" and Yuan Shen are still in the previous positions, with brisk smiles on their faces, and there are even subtle similarities at first glance.

"Then bye~" You En waved his hand towards Yuanshen, "Can I go during the New Year's Eve? I want to eat a big pot."

"You have to bring your own ingredients." Yuan Shen replied calmly, "There are children at home, so eating and drinking is not supported."

"Oh, where are you a househusband? Yes, and you can help you take care of the children." The young man said jokingly, turned his head and took a step, and quickly disappeared into the shadows, "After all, you know your craft well." Super good - don't want to miss the opportunity to taste delicious."

"..." Yuanshen looked at the shadow, and slowly put the golden bell back in his pocket.No way, after all, I am not alone.He thought so, turned his head to look at the others, and nodded apologetically, "Sorry, I surprised you. The situation here is not a big deal, and it will be resolved soon."

"It's not a big deal..." Osamu Dazai repeated, wrinkling his face, "Mr. Minamoto, what an arrogant response. Are these things caused by your best friend? Really, it's nothing but trouble for others."

"All the dead are wicked people." Yuan Shen said indifferently, "About Youn, don't worry, he is my enemy now."

"Just now we made an appointment to celebrate New Year's Eve together. This is completely nonsense." Wujo Satoru also said at the same time, "Mr. Yuan, is it really your friend who was resurrected?"

"...That's right." Yuan Shen said calmly, "I can't deny it." It's completely consistent with the memory, so it's even more exaggerated.

——Silly criticize Naia, Gan.

"In short—everyone is very tired, so let's go home." He changed the subject, showing a tired expression, "I'm super tired."

"If you don't speak, I will send you away."

"Thank you." Oda Sakunosuke thanked him honestly. Unlike others, he didn't have any thoughts about what happened before Genbuka. He was plain and unpretentious, "I'm a little hungry."

Yuan Shen took a look at him, then laughed again, his mood seemed to be unbelievably happy: "Okay, I promise to send it out of here safely, this little brother."

"Send me and Chuya to Mr. Mori's office." Osamu Dazai said, sighing regretfully in his heart.It seems that there is no chance to test out more for the time being.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also hesitated to speak: "Mr. Yuan..."

"It's okay." Yuan Shen smiled at him, "Don't worry."

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It was late when we got back to our residence.

Genshen went to look at Natsume Takashi, who was told by Gojo Satoru that "he refused to live in Fuhei's house and stubbornly lived alone in a house with only one person". He fell asleep peacefully on the bed, but his brows were slightly frowned, as if Concern for missing guardians.

Saying to lead by example and be a reliable adult... is actually super irresponsible.

The guardian tucked up the quilt for the child, quietly retreated, did not enter his own bedroom, and quietly sank on the sofa in a daze on the sofa of the bookstore on the first floor.

Ewan.His best friend, like-minded partner, a young man who died long ago.His acting skills are quite good, his temper is gentle, lazy and arrogant, and he has a bit of a poisonous tongue. When he chatters, it is annoying to make people want to sew that mouth shut.

He is long dead.

And now he's resurrected, an enemy.

"...This is not going to end well." Yuan Shen raised his hand to cover his eyes, and muttered to himself in the darkness and silence, "What's so interesting, Nyarlathotep—you idiot."

Something is wrong.

he thought so.Obviously, I miss You En so deeply, why do I feel strange when I see him who has been resurrected now?

I hate Nyarlathotep so deeply?no.

After all, for Yuan Shen, as a human being who is inferior to ants in the eyes of the Cthulhu gods, it is not enough to give affection to these existences that cannot be described and evaluated by human morality-even if it is only negative hatred and disgust, fear and retreat. Just ridiculous uselessness.

Maybe it will please them too.

Especially this guy Nyarlathotep.Showing understandable reason, watching the dark side of the world, and enjoying any chaos, such a god really does not want to show weakness in any way.

Holding the golden bell in his pocket with the other hand, he covered his face with his open hand, trying to restrain his emotions.

The golden bell was the failure of his alchemy study. It was originally an alchemy prop that heralded the crisis, but in fact it became a beautiful decoration because he was dumb. The accomplice who kept the identity secret, that is, Eun.

No matter how serious and decisive what you say, you will still feel sad when you are alone in the dead of night.

Yuan Shen has not imagined the possibility of being hostile to You En for a long time, but now it has become a fact because of a silly criticism.

That idiot also ruined his peaceful life.

One day, when that guy appears——

Beat up!

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When Natsume Takashi woke up in the morning, he found that the door of the next room was still locked.His guardian did not come back today either.

He finished washing in disappointment, but when he went down the stairs, he smelled the aroma of fried eggs.

——Could it be?

Eyes wide open, he hurried down the stairs and into the hallway leading to the kitchen.

"Ah, Kishi-kun, are you awake?" The black-haired young man with the frying pan noticed the movement, turned around and looked towards the kitchen door, bent his eyes and smiled when he saw him, "Come to the dining table, breakfast is ready .”

Natsume Takashi stayed at the door for a while, and whispered: "Welcome back, Mr. Yuan."

"I'm back, Mr. Guizhi." Yuan Shen replied, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

After breakfast, Genshen sent Natsume Takashi to school. The residence was not far from the school, and it took only ten minutes to walk. There were also elementary school students on the road, and they were not conspicuous among them.

Natsume Takashi was in a good mood, and Yuan Shen, who noticed this, patted the back of his head guiltily, thinking that he must pay attention in the future - this child didn't ask anything, he was so considerate.

When he arrived at the school gate, he met Fu Heihui. The little boy was obviously taken aback when he saw Yuan Shen. He thought he knew something from Gojo Wujo; but soon he greeted Yuan Shen politely, and then talked to Natsume Ki Zhi bid farewell to the youth and entered the school.

Yuan Shen looked at their backs in place and smiled slightly.

Maybe I can still live with Natsume Takashi for a while.

Is it the quiet time before the show begins?In any case, the child cannot get involved.

He turned away.

……

"Ah, it's really here, Mr. Yuan." Gojo Satoru was not surprised at all when he saw him, he stretched out his hand and waved it casually as a greeting, and the other hand was a report, "Look, this is your best friend The things that come out—wonderful animals and plants, are more troublesome than the black mist."

"I'm very sorry." Yuan Shen apologized honestly, and took the stack of reports, "This is something I didn't expect, and it will be resolved properly."

"..." Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "You seem to be in a bad mood."

"What happened yesterday, no matter how you think about it, you won't be in a good mood." Genshen looked down at the report with a calm tone, "Please stop your curiosity, Mr. Gojo; the old man gets angry very easily now."

"Hey... easy to get angry." The strongest conjurer is now like a cat tentatively picking up fragile objects on the edge of the table, with both hands and mouth, "Speaking of which, I really want to know what happened in the enchantment What, if it is an enemy, why did you arrange a party? And——why didn’t you just kill him?”

Yuan Shen: "..."

Gan, the person who asked this question has the charm of Naiya's guy - he only pokes the pain point, and takes pleasure in it.Although Wujo Satoru may just want to know more about "dangerous people".

"I'm not ready to kill him myself," he said, "and—it's not fun."

If it wasn't funny, Nyarlathotep would have done something worse.Tsk.

Wujo Wu pulled his voice: "...Is that so. It seems that no matter how powerful people are, they will be worried. It's a pity."

Yuan Shen had finished reading the report and got up: "Then I will take my leave first."

"Goodbye~" The white-haired young man waved behind him.

……

This is a building that exudes an ominous atmosphere.Inside there is a realm of a spell spirit.

Today, a strange human being ushered in... maybe a human being.

The young man with black curly hair waved to the human with stitches on his head, with a kind and harmless smile: "Hello, this is You En, and I want to talk about a cooperation with you."

Nyarlathotep cast his sights on this world, looking forward to a good show for himself by the humans he fancy.