I was reincarnated as the strongest brother on the surface

On the bullet train heading for Yokohama, a white-haired boy wearing sunglasses was muttering and complaining to his two companions:

"Tomorrow is my birthday, and the rotten oranges are still assigning tasks at this time. It's like a brain twitch. Wait, when I rule the magic world, I will definitely set all the days before and after my birthday as off day--"

Listening to the speech is very secondary.

Even though he was sitting, the boy's long legs were stretched out in the aisle. Occasionally someone passing by him condescended to put his legs away, so that passers-by would find out, no wonder the boy stretched out his legs , bending these legs seems to be abusive, probably the boy is extremely tall.

The companions who quietly listened to the complaints were also two eye-catching teenagers. One had long black hair tied into a ball head, his ears were pierced, his eyes were slender as if they were not opened, but his expression was very gentle, which made people feel uncomfortable. Reminiscent of the fox that haunts the shrine, he and the white-haired boy both wear similar systems, with dark gold swirls on the buttons.

The other boy sat blankly as if his soul had come out of his body, his half-opened eyes turned out to be colorful, his long white oak hair was slightly blown, his head was dark red like splashed ink, he was wearing a traditional Shinto cassock, It looked like he would fall asleep in the next second.

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie, who had just participated in the festival yesterday and experienced strenuous exercise, were assigned another mission.

The big explosion in Yokohama a year ago destroyed a large number of buildings and lives, and formed the slum Rabo Street in the original place.

Since then, a large number of negative emotions such as poverty, weakness, jealousy, etc. have finally condensed into a special magic spirit recently, killing hundreds of people in just three days.

Xia Youjie took over the task without any hesitation, and the director's department also ordered Gojo Satoru to act at the same time to investigate related news about the man-made god Aragami.

"I said—are you listening to me!"

Gojo Satoru, who had been muttering for a long time but didn't hear a response, looked around, and his voice gradually became quieter.

Tong rubbed his head bit by bit, fighting with his upper and lower eyelids, struggling to open his eyes and asked him, "Huh? Wu, what did you say?"

Xia Youjie shook his head helplessly.

They patted their buttocks and returned to Mangao after participating in the festival with Nitro. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening. After they left, Tong Mo would continue to interact with the congregation, and the equipment on the festival site had to be tidied up— —

As a result, this guy, when he heard that they were leaving Tokyo for a mission in Yokohama early the next morning, he yawned and said, "I'm going too! I've been in Yokohama for three or four years. I'm more familiar with you than you!"

And since getting on the high-speed train, he has been in such a state that he will fall asleep in the next second. Gojo Satoru puts the person down, lets Tong Mo pillow on his lap, and stares at the face of Tong Mo, who is sleeping in seconds, in a daze.

Speaking of which, it was the first time he used this posture to look at Tong Mo's face——

The white-haired cat couldn't help stretching out its paws and pinching his younger brother's face.

Q bomb...

Xia Youjie: "..."

He looked diagonally at the long-haired girl who had been secretly looking at them, and wanted to give her a kind smile, but the other party buried her head like a frightened little animal, and her body was still trembling slightly.

Xia Youjie: "..."

Are they really that bad boys who like to make trouble and bully the weak?

Tong Mo slept soundly until the bullet train arrived at the station.

He woke up before Gojo Satoru was about to pull his ear, stood up unsteadily, and muttered, "Finally we've arrived."

There are really a lot of things to be busy recently. The Yusanjia is indeed an ancient family that has been talked about by Wu for so long.

However, there was still a member who managed to touch the director's ass and could follow the content of the meeting.

If it wasn't like this, Tong Mo wouldn't have realized that those rotten oranges were indeed from the Yusan family, and they only had interests, interests, and the interests of the Yusan family in their minds.

Every now and then I want to beat people into curse masters, every now and then I want to issue a kill order.

There is simply too much to say.

And after a period of observation, in their cognition, Tong Mo himself can be labeled as harmless.Although he is very close to the troublesome Gojo Satoru.

Therefore, after Tong Mo left the director department, they frantically dispatched tasks to the Bliss Sect. Originally, the Bliss Sect was self-sufficient in combat power, but now...

It is also impossible for Tong Mo to let the hidden subordinates appear in front of others because of this kind of thing.So on a sunny afternoon, with a hard head, he——

Sitting quietly in the meeting room of the director's office, he continued to release the magic power, and asked Izumi to state that I don't want to care about it, don't provoke me, etc.

Probably because Gojo Satoru had pissed him off a lot, and the people in the director department didn't go too far with Tong Mo, who had a decent attitude.

He readily agreed.

Only then did the Bliss Cult, which was spinning continuously, stop.

……

After leaving the station, Xia Youjie proposed to go to Radium Bowl Street where the mission was to exorcise the curse spirit.so that more ordinary people will not be victimized.

Yokohama is a more modern city than Tokyo. After leaving the station, they can see the iconic five black buildings near the port, which also makes them unexpected that there will be a place like Radium Bowl Street.

The prosperity of the port was in stark contrast to this slum area. As soon as they stepped into the area formed by the explosion, the three people felt greedy or vicious eyes gathered on them at the same time.

This is already the norm on Radium Bowl Street.

The place where the special magic spirit is entrenched is near the center of the explosion. Compared with the barely-looking houses outside, this place is almost in ruins, and few people come here. Xia Youjie began to wonder how the magic spirit killed it. More than 100 people.

When approaching a certain area, the scene in front of him suddenly jumped.

"Ah!" Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie both disappeared.

What appeared in front of my eyes was a distorted space where red and black merged. From the dark sky, black silk threads hung down one after another, just enough to hang down on the heads of human beings.

At the same time, the voices of children reciting nursery rhymes began to ring in my ears, over and over again, which was creepy.

Dangerous breath flashed past.

Tong Mo's listless eyes finally looked at this special curse spirit squarely. He looked around and found that there was neither a clear path nor other clues that could be reasoned.

The spell power of the spell spirit is obvious, but it is everywhere.

Could it be that this is the so-called domain after the consummation of spells? "Birth field?"

Tong Mo, who had never been in contact with this before, was a little puzzled, the magic power condensed on his fingertips climbed up along the hanging black silk thread, and disappeared at the other end in an instant.

"To...play a game..."

"To win..."

"I want to eat... you—"

"Delicious...you are delicious—"

"Wow……"

The boy with colorful eyes pretended to admire, "You are amazing. Are my companions also trapped by you?"

His question went unanswered.

Tong Mo nodded in understanding, and smiled, that smile was very harmless, the next second the magic power from his body swept across the mysterious space, ice edges were everywhere, they split the black The red and red world quickly froze up along the hanging black line, and then broke into pieces.

The broken black thread no longer exists.

A figure suddenly appeared in the black not far away.

Tong Mo felt that the man looked familiar.

The girl stood there and screamed, the frightened expression on her face hadn't faded, she folded her arms and trembled: "Where is this, is there anyone here?"

"I'm so scared, help..."

"To...play a game..."

It was that slightly distorted weird voice again, from which one could hear some of the unique sharpness of a child's voice.

She can't see me.

Tong Mo looked at the girl thoughtfully.

She seemed to be frightened by the sudden strange voice and almost died on the spot. She shivered while clutching her clothes, sweating profusely, and she was about to cry.

At this moment, Tong Mo finally remembered why he thought this girl looked familiar, he had seen this girl's face before falling asleep.

There are many emotions mixed on that face: tension, hesitation, fear, anxiety.

I didn't expect to see her here again, and she also entered Radium Bowl Street, and got close to the area where the curse spirit was, so she was pulled here?

Tong Mo moved his fingers.

An icicle suddenly fell from Fujiwara Kechiko's side, and the small, broken pieces of ice splashed onto the back of her hand. The girl flinched and looked to the side.

empty...

Accompanied by the strange whispering voice, Kachiko Fujiwara became even more frightened: "Help, Mom, I'm so scared!"

……

The wrinkled old man was sitting behind the desk, with his hands folded against his chin, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his slightly dark eyes narrowed slightly, but the atmosphere around him was inexplicably depressed.

On the desk in front of him are scattered several electronic files, the top one is printed with a head portrait of a teenager who turned his head and smiled at the camera. He was wearing orthodox Shinto clothes, with a slightly round mouth and a mouth The figure seems to say kill you, the colorful eyes sparkle with excitement.

The two pictures below are a tall white-haired boy wearing sunglasses and a black-haired boy with a ball head.Like the first photo, their heads are slightly turned toward the camera.

Tong Mo, Wujo Wu, Xia Youjie...

Three rising supernovas in Tokyo's magic world.

After a while, the old man laughed lightly: "Did they find you?"

The subordinate kneeling on one knee was dripping with cold sweat, his body trembling slightly.

He couldn't forget the feeling of death entanglement that directly hit the soul when the other party suddenly turned around when he thought he was hiding well.

This frightened the subordinates who thought they were just investigating the movements of the three delinquent boys at first.

"Yes, yes, leader, they all seem to be aware of the existence of their subordinates."

The old man above, the leader of the port mafia, nodded and comforted him: "It's okay, you go down first."

The subordinates retreated silently, and there was only one person left in the spacious chief's office. The old man came out from behind the desk, took a few steps slowly, and walked to the large and clear bulletproof glass, staring at the prosperity of Yokohama outside the window.

At this moment, in this place, the whole of Yokohama is under their feet, as if they can embrace this harmless world as long as they gently open their arms.

"I never thought...he would come back again."

The old man was talking to himself.

The Patriarch of the Bliss Sect, Tong Mo.

This boy who single-handedly stirred up the situation in Yokohama.

A year ago, he suddenly gave up everything he had worked so hard in Yokohama, desperate to persuade him to stay, and returned to Tokyo with his subordinates.

Wanshi Bliss Cult - a sect-like organization that has sprung up among many extreme groups, it is united from top to bottom, and the members of the church are all composed of female magicians.

Those women are terrifyingly strong, and they serve and trust Tong Mo wholeheartedly.

only a little...

my heart is too soft...

Bliss Sect suffered a lot of losses of this type in the early stage:

The children, women, and old people who were rescued back to the resident were stabbed in the back.

Probably this kind of action angered Tong Mo, and soon ushered in the thunderous counterattack of the Bliss Sect.

All the people who were disliked by Tong Mo were killed by him and then frozen on the pier in Yokohama with people coming and going. Many of them were the leader of the Jidao team and people with powerful supernatural powers.

Because of this, the Supernatural Secret Service Division even believes that Tong Mo is the hope to protect the light of Yokohama, and then...

The old chief shook his head.