The Melancholy of Miss Port Mafia

"Hello, the person in charge of the first year of the Tokyo Conjuration High School, Yamo Zhengdao, come to visit."

Before the snow falls, Xia You's house has a special visitor.

He is indeed very special, standing out from the generally thin and well-proportioned body.Not only tall but wide and even thick.Although he said that he was a teacher, he was dressed like a member of some social group - black suit, black sunglasses, and short hair with a fierce look.

Mrs. Xia You stood at the door in a daze for more than two minutes. If she hadn't remembered that she had indeed communicated with Mr. Night Moth on the phone before, she would definitely call the police at the speed of light.

"Ah! Sorry, that...welcome?"

The housewife held onto the fence tremblingly: "Are you here for an admissions interview?"

"Yes. Because of the special nature of conjurers, we will not require students to go to the school for an interview before enrolling."

Ye Mozheng just stood there and didn't move, and didn't care about Mrs. Xia You's impolite refusal to open the door - it was a good response if the other party didn't scream or call the police.In the worst case, they didn't even see the "students" in person, whether alive or dead.

Not just anyone can become a conjurer.Apart from the vast majority of ordinary people, there may be other such and other problems in the detected special groups.For example, you can see the mantra but cannot produce mantra, can produce mantra but cannot see the mantra, can neither see nor have mantra but can exorcise the mantra... there are all sorts of strange situations.

And those children who are talented enough to become conjurers were lucky enough to be reincarnated into a family of conjurers, and those who were not lucky were mixed among ordinary people.Under normal circumstances, the former can live to adulthood at least, while the latter...often accompanied by loneliness with nowhere to return to and frequent accidents.

The spell spirits will actively attack humans who are opposite to their line of sight.

Therefore, if conjurers from ordinary families can survive until they are close to the age of adulthood, they are more or less commendable little tricks, which are worthy of great efforts to cultivate.

Of course, most parents who are ordinary people prefer to let their children go to a serious university, find a decent job in the future, and be proud of their neighbors.If they were not willing to pamper their young ancestors, a middle-class family like Xia You's family would not accept the visit of the high school teacher of conjuration.

—What religious school!My family is neither engaged in the religious industry, nor is it a relative of the emperor. How will I support myself after graduation in the future?Do you go to a monastery to chant scriptures?

Mrs. Xia You noticed that the doors and windows of several neighbors around her were opened slightly outwards. In order to protect her family’s innocence in the community for so long, she chose to call her son who was reading in the bedroom down to entertain guests. .

Night Moth Zhengdao This is the first time he saw one of the students who was about to worry about it for half his life: "Hello, the teacher in charge of the first year of the Tokyo Magic College, Night Moth Zhengdao."

"Hello, Xia Youjie. He will be graduating from the middle school of the community school soon." The black-haired and purple-eyed boy pursed his lips and smiled.

"Sorry for wasting your time, please come in quickly?"

Mrs. Xia You opened the fence to invite guests to sit in the house, but was rejected by the visiting teacher: "The interview is not difficult, and it won't take up too much time of Xia You, you can just go outside."

——The parents of this student are ordinary people, not to mention the only son who is connected with him by blood. For a magician like myself who has been fighting for many years, it is better to have as little contact with them as possible.

He shifted his gaze to an open space next to the left side of Xia You's house: "Just over there."

Judging from the shape, it should be a land for residential buildings, with uneven grass and overgrown grass. The location and layout are very good, but I don’t know why no one cares about it.In this snowfall season, a few stubborn weeds emerged from the sunken shallow pit, baring their teeth and claws as if protesting to the whole world.

"Huh? But there..."

"It's all right, Mom."

Mrs. Xia You's words were cut off gently by her son, and the boy's long and narrow phoenix eyes shone brightly: "Yuki and Mrs. Alice won't mind."

This was obviously a story-telling gesture. Before Ye Mozheng opened his mouth to suggest another place, Xia Youjie walked out of his fence and walked towards the lawn with familiarity: "Please, Mr. Ye Moth."

Mrs. Xia You gripped the railing tightly and looked worriedly at the two figures leaving side by side.

The neighbor's mother and daughter have been dead for nine years, right?That cute girl named Mori Yuki, until now I can still hear her crisp laughter in my ears.It's also strange, Mrs. Leeson looks ordinary in memory, I can't figure out how she gave birth to a daughter as delicate as a doll.

I really don't know how good the genes of the child's paternal line are to be able to bring his appearance to such a level.

What a beautiful little girl!Spirit and handsome.

Unfortunately, a gas explosion ruined everything.

Sighing, she left the gate open and went back to the house to continue her seemingly never-ending chores.

Arriving at the open space, Noctua Moth followed his work habits to first observe whether this place exists... No need to observe, although the filth left by the curse spirit is very faint, it still exists, but it is old and belongs to two completely separated areas. individual.

"What happened here?" The adult identified and confirmed that one of the curse spirits had been exorcised, and as for the other one... its whereabouts could not be determined for the time being.

The boy walked up to him, put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform pants, and looked around casually: "Hmm... gas explosion?"

"..."

This is simply the official word for unnatural death.

Ye Mozheng thought about it for a while, and thought that the family where the accident happened might have a close relationship with Xia Youjie: "I'm sorry."

"Pfft, hahahahaha, Mr. Night Moth, have you misunderstood? It was really just a gas explosion. If it was a curse spirit, it would definitely hide from that guy as soon as possible."

The boy immediately smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked.

When I was a child, I might be deceived by Yuki Mori with various reasons. Looking back now, she just let everyone see what they want to see-about her appearance.

Even the farewell was so cryptic.

Mingming had already seen through the ending, but stood aside with a smile on his hands, admiring the expressions on everyone's faces.

It was too much, too bad.

As for the explosion at midnight, maybe it was the "fireworks" she set off deliberately to celebrate her freedom?After a few years, he finally understood what was wrong with the nanny in Mori Yuki's house.

She glanced at them more like a jailer than an employee.

The strange man who appeared suddenly that afternoon, the obscure advice, and the fact that the people who came to investigate the accident were staff from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and not the police.

Yuki Mori, where did you go?

Who are you?

"..." Noctua Zhengdao stared at the quasi-new student with some worry, not knowing how to speak.

He always felt that this child seemed a little abnormal, but after all, normal people are not qualified for the job of a conjurer, so the problem of adding, subtracting, and subtracting doesn't seem to be a big problem?

So he coughed awkwardly and changed the topic: "Okay."

"I have already explained to your parents the basic situation of the Tokyo Conjuration High School, including educational content, task briefing, job benefits and future employment prospects. Maybe they don't understand for some reason, so I'm going to tell you now You go again. Also, this business is very risky, I suggest you buy full life accident insurance in advance..."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Very good, do you have to think about your funeral before you start school?I probably understand how high the risk factor of becoming a magician is.

"I understand, thank you for your explanation." The young man still had that gentle and patient appearance that made people feel like a spring breeze.Ye Mo Zhengdao looked into his eyes and asked the last question: "After knowing the dangers, do you still insist on studying at the Tokyo High School of Conjuration to become a conjurer?"

"Oh, that's for sure."

Xia Youjie answered very simply: "There are always some people who deserve our protection at all costs, whether they know it or not."

But this is not the answer that the teacher wants to hear the most. Night Moth frowned: "Protect your friend? With all due respect, it's just this kind of awareness, you are still a little far away from the profession of magician."

"No, Mr. Night Moth," the boy was not at all moved by the teacher's denial, "I mean those ordinary people who can't see the curse spirit, all of them."

"If people who can see the curse spirit don't stand up, what should they do?"

Not everyone can be like Mori Yuki, who can make the curse spirit tremble with his own strength.

Night Moth Zhengdao remained silent.

Speaking of this, he has no reason to reject this very talented prospective freshman.

"Okay, you've convinced me. Xia You, welcome to Tokyo High School of Conjuration."

The man took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to the young man: "This is the admission notice. All the chores that students need to know but don't need to be mentioned are all written on it. I look forward to seeing you at the opening ceremony."

The notice had already been written. If Xia Youjie refused to become a conjurer, Night Moth Zhengdao only needed to bring the envelope back as it was and destroy it.Only quasi-conjurers who grew up in ordinary people's families need this procedure, and those students who are born in conjuration families are relatively easy. They only need to confirm their intentions and send the letter directly to complete the task.

Three months later, Xia Youjie came to the gate of the remote new school with his luggage, and stood at the magic high school in Tokyo, which was more rural than the countryside. The corners of his mouth twitched.It wasn't because the school was so wild and interesting that he was surprised, it was really... a huge lump of unknown creatures squatted on the top of the steps, and the road was blocked by him.

"Hey Hey Hey……"

The white-haired boy who was suspected to be seriously ill had no sense of blocking the road. He was wearing ridiculous pure black round sunglasses, squatting there and poking a dandelion swaying in the wind with his fingers.

If he hadn't been wearing a school uniform of the same color, Xia Youjie would have called the nearest mental hospital to ask if there were any patients who were discharged without the doctor's consent.

"Hello……"

"Oh~ you are my (my) classmate?"

It's the kind of straightforward and silly self-proclaiming. It is said that it topped the list of "women think the most masculine self-proclaimed list", but it is a bit impolite to the elders.

The tone of the other party's owed is good for patients with low blood pressure, but Xia Youjie calmed down instead: "Yes, Xia You. I'm from Tokyo, how about you?"

"Kyoto."

Bai Mao lowered his head and flicked off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of indescribably beautiful blue eyes: "Swallow... No, manipulating the spell spirit? Interesting."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to his eyes: "I have five enlightenment, six eyes, and there is no lower limit to the technique, you know that?"

Don't know, don't know, don't care.

Xia You walked around him and walked into the school gate with a smile of caring for the mentally ill: "Oh, now I know."

"Eh?" Wujo blinked, and the corners of his mouth rose wildly: "Your bangs are so weird!"

"..."

"..."

The spring breeze blew, and the Tokyo Conjuration College welcomed the first demolition team of the 05th grade.

Under the same sky in Yokohama, a father and daughter are sitting by the window playing chess.

"I lost, the very beautiful Borden checkmate." The middle-aged man smiled and let go of the pawns in his hand: "Resolutely abandon the stumbling block in the way, even if it is a very important knight to you, it is really hard to refuse temptation."

"I count on you to teach me well." The woman sitting opposite him looked lazy, half of her slightly curly long hair was coiled in a delicate braid, and the other half slipped down her shoulders, completely blocking the despondent snow on her chest .

She may not be called a "woman" yet, but she is not suitable to be described as a "girl" either.In terms of age, it is true that he has not completely lost his childishness, but no matter his demeanor, manner, or figure...

Two pairs of similar purple eyes looked at each other for a moment, and the man slowly deepened his smile: "My little Yuki, Daddy loves you."

"I love you too..."

Mr. Mori.

Women show no weakness.