After binding the Yokohama Ancient God system

When I went out, I saw that Mr. Noctua did not leave first, but stood alone at the elevator door and waited.

He called me over, and he looked at me with some indescribable words.

"Son, how old are you?"

Mr. Night Moth considered it again and again, and still wanted to ask me a question.

"Dear sir, I am 13 years old."

Holding the tray in my hand, I bowed my head to greet him. Mr. Yaguchi is a guest of Mori Ogai, and as a service staff, the most basic thing for me is politeness and respect.

"Uh..." Mr. Night Moth's dark face twisted when he heard my age, he seemed a little embarrassed, and didn't know what to say to me.

"Son... your life is very long, if you can, you can have a better home instead of—"

The middle-aged man's voice slowly became low, and he glanced in the direction of the chief's office with a hostile look.

It can be seen that Mori Ogai did not leave a good impression on him.

"Mr. Night Moth, stop talking!"

I held the tray tightly with both hands, lowered my head, stared at my toes very uneasily, and my whole voice was trembling.

"It's the leader who gave me, an orphan, a complete family. I won't leave here... I'm sorry, thank you."

With a forced smile, I thanked the night moth rightly.

Good guy, plotting loudly?

There is no monitor here, is there no monitoring, bro?

Even in Mori Ogai's eyes, I don't have real cash value, but it's a bit too much for you to persuade me to "be good".

"...I'll give this to you."

Mr. Ye Mo was silent for a while, as if he was lamenting the coldness of the world and the injustice of people's hearts;

The tall man handed me the bear doll in his hand.

"My name is Ye Mo Zhengdao—if you need anything, you can come to me." Ye Mo Zhengdao said.

The bear doll he gave me has some magic power scattered like a cloud of smoke.

Since this Mr. Night Moth Zhengdao said such words, it means that he has tampered with this doll.

It is the information that allows me to go to Tokyo to find him.

It is also possible to find information about the Tokyo magic organization.

I guess Mr. Moth Makoto saw something in me.

The secrets of Sayaka's body on my body were shielded by the instructor, but because I have eaten the mantra, there are more or less mantra remnants on the surface of my body.

This middle-aged Mr. Heipi probably thought I was the same as them squatting in Xinshou Village.

"Uh..." I didn't reject Mr. Moth, and gently took the bear doll with both hands.

"You are a good man, and your life will be safe."

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

He paused, but he didn't say anything after all; he just waved his hand at me, and took the lead into the elevator.

Then I just wanted to leave.

A person came up from the corner behind and asked me to give him the bear doll, saying that it was an order from Mori Ogai.

I:"……"

I touched the bear doll lightly with my hand, and said with a smile, "Okay." I obediently handed the bear doll to the man in black suit.

Sure enough, Mori Ogai was peeking through the window.

What does he want to see?Why are the magic organizations in Tokyo attracted to come here?

Does everything have something to do with the port mafia mansion not having a spell?

Could it be that Mori Ogai snatched some magic weapon from someone in the magic world?Did you clean up this place that was originally very cloudy?

"Uh..." Thinking of this, the greed in my heart is not only ready to move.

If such a "magic weapon" really exists.

I feel like I'm connected to this thing.

……

"Is it a gift from the book club across the street?"

Three hours after the woman in red left, Xia Youjie saw a young man wearing a camel cape and a hat swaggering in.

The owner of the coffee shop did not forget the commission of the suspected curser in red, and handed the rolled paper stored in the restaurant to the squinting-eyed hat boy.

"Uh..." Seeing the young man taking the scroll in his hand, Xia Youjie's expression was a little solemn, and he unconsciously clenched the phone in his hand.

There is no magic power on that scroll, so could it be just an ordinary gift?

【哗啦——】

Edogawa Ranpo opened the rolled paper in front of everyone in the store.

"Uh..." Xia Youjie, who had been observing this side, was stunned.

The scroll is a rectangular illustration.

The plastic material of the poster is used, and the first thing that catches the eye is a thick scarlet, like a lot of blood splashed on the ceiling.

In the middle of the painting, stands a mysterious man in a red robe;

His whole body was wrapped in a thick scarlet color, and his face was covered by a triangular hood, revealing only a pair of golden eyes, staring coldly at the person who unfolded the scroll.

"Uh..." I don't know if it was Xia Youjie's illusion, but he always felt that the pair of golden eyes in the illustration seemed to be looking straight at him through the boy's shoulders.

This feeling is like an optical illusion, but it seems like the confusion caused by his too focused mind.

"Oh, this is really a special gift."

The owner of the coffee shop was dumbfounded, it was the first time he saw such a bloody painting as a gift;

"The guys in the Shaye Club are a group of people with special tastes. They love red, so it's not surprising to give this kind of thing."

Edogawa Luanbu stared at the scroll in silence for more than ten seconds, then rerolled the illustration as if nothing had happened, and clamped it between his arms.

"Thank you, the store manager, for helping to keep it safe. I'll go up first."

The squint-eyed boy cheered up, greeted the coffee shop owner, and left the coffee shop.

Saya Club?

Xia Youjie sat on the seat, folded his hands on his chin cos Ikari Commander.

Through the glass of the coffee shop, those slender black eyes looked silently at the opposite shop with the signboard of "Saya Book Club".

Love red, really more and more strange.

"Oh! By the way—you."

The glass door that had just been closed was suddenly opened again, and the wind chime on the door made a harsh crash.

I saw that the young man who had clearly left just now crawled at the door and looked at Xia Youjie with a smile.

Xia Youjie: "..."

The boy with the ball head was stunned, staring at the direction of Edogawa Ranpo.

"Young conjurer over there, if you're going to watch the Saya Club, I advise you to go during the day, not at night."

Edogawa Ranpo smiled at the door and slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes that Xia Youjie thought were too small to be seen turned out to be a pair of huge green "cat's eyes".

"They seem to be slaughtering a large number of livestock recently, and they have also stored a large amount of animal blood in a refrigerated warehouse across the river."

"Although the president said that this is a normal way to store ingredients, I still feel an ominous taste."

Edogawa tilted his head in disorder, and shook his head with some doubts.

"However, this young conjurer, don't approach it lightly at night."

"You know, all misfortunes happen at night."

"Uh..." Xia Youjie stood there dumbfounded, looking at the boy in front of him who seemed not much older than him with puzzled eyes.

How would he know that he is a magician?

……

【The skill you arranged has been activated...】

【Portrait drawn by Holy Blood】

[The portrait drawn with the holy blood in your body will have the ability to monitor and possess the ability to hunt spell spirits.At the same time, it can materialize your events and walk around events instead of you. 】

[Each painting is a storage point, you can choose a portrait to descend. 】

[Current portrait location: One on the first floor of the Saya Book Club, one on the second, third, fourth, and fifth floors of the Saya Book Club. 】

[A piece of Armed Detective Agency]

[Note, the picture scroll of the Armed Detective Agency is not kept unfolded, so it cannot be monitored and descended, nor can it conquer the curse spirit. 】

……

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the shops in the streets and alleys have been closed.

Under the cold wind in the middle of the night, Xia Youjie secretly ran out of the accommodation alone with his teacher on his back.

He went to the Shaye Book Club during the day, but found nothing wrong, and the person who seemed to be the curser was not there.

Xia Youjie scratched his ears and cheeks annoyedly on the bed, as if something was agitating in his heart, which made him unable to sleep at all.

The mysterious boy who learned his identity, the curser in red, a large number of slaughtered livestock, and stored blood.

【I should check it out】

For this reason, Xia Youjie appeared in the fierce cold wind.

Maybe it's because the brain was blown awake by the wind, Xia Youjie put his hands in his pockets and looked at the dark shops in the streets and alleys, and he was a little weird about his actions.

Obviously that mysterious boy had already told him not to go at night.

And this matter is not reported to the teacher, he acts alone, if found out, 80.00% will be punished.

Enlightenment would not necessarily laugh at him if he knew.

But even so, Xia Youjie still came out.

"call--"

Winter is about to enter, and the air is getting colder and colder. The young man exhaled to his hypothermic hands at the crossroads.

Just take a look, and if the store is closed, he'll be right back.

Xia Youjie said to himself in his heart, as if he had found an excuse for himself to go back.

【Tread, step, step...】

The boy's footsteps stopped at the place where he had come during the day.

"Uh..." The next moment, he was stunned.

The whole street is pitch black, and the Saya Book Club seems to be the only color.

[Saya Changana hovering outside the holy heaven and earth quietly stares at the red door with her eyes]

In the silent night, the Shaye Book Club is full of lights, and the facade is decorated like Christmas. The warm orange lights inside are like the only safe and warm cabin in a snowstorm. The sweet smell of food and juice is constantly coming from the open door. Floating out everywhere, it is refreshing.

And they played the music very unqualifiedly.

But the neighbors around, especially the people in the residential building, seemed to have passed away, and they didn't come out to stop it, and they didn't call the police to say that they were disturbing the residents.

"stop!"

Xia Youjie suddenly heard a scolding sound.

He trembled all over, just when he thought someone was stopping him - the boy turned his head and looked.

He saw a red-haired man in a sand-colored trench coat chasing a white-haired child at the corner of the street.

"Stop chasing me!"

The white-haired kid was being chased so heartbreakingly that Sa Yazi frantically ran towards Saya's Book Club.

Xia Youjie: "...?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2022-01-1419:51:36~2022-01-1517:20:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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