I debuted as a Vtuber to save the world!

There is no need to be so sensitive to the three words "Wanxing Temple".

Wanxing Temple nodded and pretended not to know anything, "What's wrong?"

Like most people, Akutagawa Ryunosuke also regards Kancho as a relative of Mangyoji.

"No, nothing."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke also seemed to realize that his reaction was too big, and returned to his usual expressionless face.

【Has Master Wanxingji had any contact with Akutagawa before? 】

[If I didn't fall asleep while watching the live broadcast, shouldn't I? 】

[After all, Lord Wanxingsi was a cadre of the port mafia at the time.As a member of Hong Kong=Black, Akutagawa must know Lord Mankoji-]

[It is also what I said earlier. 】

Wanxing Temple is good at actually having the same question as Danmaku.Because his impression of Akutagawa Ryunosuke is only that the other party seems to be an orphan picked up by Osamu Dazai.

The domain of the curse spirit was about to be released, but this time the prey in the domain did not fight, and there were very few people who signed the bond with him, but the quasi-first-level curse spirit who was still intelligent began to feel a little restless.

His body is not particularly strong, and if he wants to devour his prey, he must be able to generate spells that bind the domain by himself.

But this time someone was clearly making trouble, and the curse spirit hid behind the domain, growling in confusion and anger.

But even if the main body is weak, it is enough to deal with these human beings who have no self-protection ability. Just like the news he gave, if the winner is not decided in the end, everyone will die.

The time scale pointed to four o'clock in the morning, and everyone felt their bodies sink.

They returned to their hospital beds, and it was really just a dream that they were alive and kicking just now.

And those who signed the bondage, their souls wandered in the bondage realm forever, and the instruments connected to their bodies issued harsh warning sounds.

Wanxing Temple was good at following the directions of the mantra and the filth, and found the quasi-first-level mantra spirit who was about to hunt.

The head of the curse spirit is a dull "screen", just like the huge reminder board hanging in mid-air at that time.

"Having been domineering for so long, it's almost time to die."

The moment Wanxing Temple stretched out his hand, the direction of the wind changed, and the gentle breeze seemed to have found the target of revenge, and began to howl crazily, "biting off" the "flesh and blood" of the curse spirit piece by piece.

The instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages made him realize that the young man in front of him was not someone he could kill. If he didn't escape, he would really die.

The curse spirit began to flee crazily, screaming piercingly in the corridor.

【do not move! 】

An irresistible incantation entered the ears of the curse spirit, making him unable to move at this moment.And at this moment, it was enough for Wanxing Temple to launch an attack and exorcise the curse spirit.

Accompanied by a fierce and unwilling roar, the curse spirit melted into the wind.

"Yo, Senior Goujuan—" Wanxing Temple Master greeted.

"Big mustard?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine, don't you think I'm not alright?"

"Grow muscles!"

Goujuanji has a new understanding of Wanxing Temple's strength.Although he was one grade higher than Wanxing Si Jianchang, it was impossible for him to win in a fight.

What third-level conjurer?The group of people in charge of the assessment above really don't have eyes.

"I'm so sleepy, Senior Goujuan, let's go back to sleep—"

The work of a conjurer is such an upside-down 007, which is why the master of Wanxing Temple is so resistant to becoming a conjurer.

The birth and attack of spell spirits don't follow any working or closing time.

"Salmon roe..."

-

After Akutagawa Ryunosuke returned to his body, he saw Ichiyo Higuchi lying on the chair next to him. He looked at his body and found that he was still seriously injured.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke couldn't tell whether it was his own dream or it happened in real life.

But if it wasn't a dream, did the boy in the dream really exist?

Although Ryunosuke Akutagawa didn't admit it, he somewhat missed the healthy self in his dream.

To be on the safe side, we still have to report this matter when we go back.

-

Wanxing Temple learned that he had a good sleep the next day, and didn't wake up until four or five in the afternoon.

After all, he didn't adjust his schedule before, and stayed up until four o'clock in the morning to exorcise the curse, and returned to the temporary residence arranged for them by the Armed Detective Agency at five o'clock.

Wanxing Temple: Please let me sleep till the end of time, thank you.

As we all know, the time for sleeping is not on the air.After all, the master of Wanxing Temple does not want his possible bad sleeping posture to be screen shot by the audience.

[Has Master Wanxingsi started broadcasting?No I'll ask again later. 】

[No (answer)]

【After all, I stayed up for so long last night fighting with the cursed spirit (bushi)】

[Ah, I can't see Lord Wanxing Temple, I'm going to die, open the door! 】

[Open the door, open the door!Don't make me kneel down and beg you! 】

【Don't hide inside and make no noise, I know you're at home...】

【Damn it, don't use honorifics when threatening Master Wanxingsi! 】

[Damn it, don't call Wanxing Temple "Master" when you teach others a lesson! 】

Wanxing Temple sees the feature of chatting in the live broadcast room, and when the broadcast is not on, there are always people knocking on the door.

But the bed is so comfortable, and spring is the best time to sleep before summer comes.

Lord Wanxingsi didn't want to get up, he just wanted to lie down in bed.

But the broadcast hadn't started for more than ten hours, so Wanxing Temple simply turned on the live broadcast and hung it on Gou Juanji's body.

Goujuanji got up an hour or two earlier than Wanxingsi, and has just reported to the Armed Detective Agency.

He typed on his cell phone and showed it to Kunikida Doppo who was the only one who was working.

"The curse spirit has been expelled, so there is no need to worry about it in the future."

This is probably the best news for the idealist Kunikida Doppo who is a super social animal these days.

After all, sometimes what he does is not only his own work, but also the work of a bandage waste device that is very lazy and doesn't know where to go when he runs away.

"Thank you for your hard work, where is Lord Wanxingsi?"

Of course, Kunikida Doppo remembers the master of Mangyoji, whom Osamu Dazai cared about so much.

The dog Curly Thorn tapped on the phone, "He's still sleeping."

Goujuanji still knocked on the door of Wanxing Temple when passing by, but the people inside shrank in with the quilt in their arms.

"Let me sleep a little longer, Senior Dog Roll..."

The sleepy sound made the dog who had just woken up sleepy again.

"Tuna mayo."

"...you go tell them...well, I...I'm really going to die of sleepiness..."

[Damn it, let me be healthy! 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the Master Wanxingsi just woke up from sleep, it's so astringent! (Hey, I took screenshots before)]

Sisters, let's borrow one to talk! ]

[I want it too, I want it too! 】

Wanxing Temple has grown numb.

Gou Juanji returned to the dormitory, Wanxing Temple chief finally woke up and got dressed, he brushed his messy hair.

"Morning...good afternoon, Senior Dog Roll."

Gou Juanji waved his hand, then typed on his mobile phone for Wanxing Temple to see.

"Everyone from the Armed Detective Agency would like to invite us to dinner, do you want to go?"

There is no need to have dinner. "Just tell them this is what we should do. If you invite them to dinner, there is no need. What do you think? Senior dog roll."

Goujuanji thought so too, he nodded, and sent the two of them's decision to Kunikida Dupo who had just exchanged contact information with him via text message.

"Then how soon do we go back?"

Wanxing Temple is known to only want to fish, and going back means that they have entered the application process for the next mission.

He smiled slightly, "Is it too late for us to eat now?"

Fishing is almost impossible in the magic world.After all, if one dies because of being weak because of fishing, one can only resent oneself. Unfortunately, Wanxing Temple is an outlier.

Goujuanji also seemed to understand why Wanxing Temple was known as a third-level conjurer.Because this guy didn't intend to upgrade at all.

He shook his head, indicating that he had sent back the rejection text message.

"However, we can go back tomorrow morning."

"Okay! Long live Senior Gouju!"

Going back one day later means one more "meaningful" (referring to doing whatever you want) day, rounding off his lifespan will also increase! (fallacy)

But if the master of Wanxing Temple knew what would happen tonight, he would definitely carry the Shinkansen back without stopping.

-

Wanxing Temple stayed up all night. After all, he went to bed too late the day before and couldn't fall asleep so early. At one o'clock in the morning, when he was about to go to bed, a thick layer of mist began to fill the air.

There was no magic power in this mist, so at first Wanxingji thought it was just the weather in Yokohama that was changing.

Until his window was broken by a tiger, which flew in.

Wanxing Temple looked confused and hid in the corner like a frightened innocent citizen, seeing the white tiger with blue light looking for something.

[Hahaha Master Wanxing Temple looks confused...]

【If a white tiger breaks into my house, I will be frightened...】

[So Miren Shibusawa started messing around again, right? 】

I want to see Zai Hetuo in the white suit! ]

【I want, too!Almighty Lord Wanxingsi, please grant the wishes of your pious believers! 】

Shibusawa, if the barrage hadn't mentioned it, Wanxingji would have almost forgotten all about it.

Isn't that the culprit that caused the leading struggle to become more and more tragic?

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's ability seems to be the ability to separate people with supernatural powers.And the separated ability will attack the owner of the ability?

Whose power is this tiger?The master of Wanxing Temple didn't know, but he knew that the fog could not be allowed to continue to fill.

When he was about to destroy the crystal on the white tiger's forehead, the white tiger roared and jumped out of the room where Wanxing Temple was known.

Wanxing Temple frowned when he sensed the direction of the wind. Why wasn't his ability separated?

Wait, his current ability has become a spell, that's fine.

The dense fog recognized him as an extraordinary person, but he couldn't extract the spell, so he got stuck in a bug?

Long live card bugs!