Correct use of scientific spells

He dropped the onion rings and rushed to the toilet, throwing up as if he was about to vomit bile.

It's too ugly, Xia Youjie thought, the last time he lost his composure like this was in junior high school, luckily Wu didn't see it, otherwise he wouldn't know how he would be laughed at.

One dish after another was served on the table, and his parents put in a lot of effort to welcome him home, all of which were his favorite dishes when he was a child.His mother greeted him in the dining room and asked him to prepare to come out to eat quickly. Xia Youjie supported the sink with one hand, splashed some water on his face with the other hand, and responded perfunctorily: "Well... I know, Come right away."

He has no sense of taste.

The room was filled with the smell of food, and my father kneaded the soba noodles with all his strength, preparing for his rare return home early in the morning.The soba noodles in Tokyo tend to be mild in taste but lack in flavor, while the taste in his hometown is more inclined to the strong buckwheat aroma and relatively rough taste, which is the one he prefers.

The steaming steamed taro mixed boiled is brought to the table, the stew is so delicious that it can be broken with a slight stroke of chopsticks; the omelet is fluffy and light, soaked in the soup, and my mother picked it up a little before serving it ,Put the softer portion on the son’s place, and share the fried older portion between myself and my husband.

They are so hard, so hard.

This kind of intention and preference almost makes people shed tears.

Xia Youjie sat in front of the dining table. A few minutes ago, he had just eaten the curse spirit from his parents.

It's love, it's pain, it's struggle, it's worrying and tossing and turning all night long, it's speculation and expectation of a world that will never be touched.

"Why... don't you have an appetite today? Or is it not popular to eat these things now... Hey, sure enough, there must be more popular things in big cities! Red wine stew and so on, my mother was still learning about food videos , it’s just that I’m not very confident in doing it yet, so I didn’t take it out today—”

"—no, nothing of the sort, the supper was delicious, and I liked it very much."

Xia Youjie interrupted the other party, picked up a chopstick and stuffed boiled taro into his mouth.The taro has no taste, but there is a soft and hot touch in his mouth, and the omelet is the same. He can feel his teeth breaking through the soft egg layer, and the aroma of food pours into his nostrils. It is conceivable that every dish here is filled with Deep love.

……Disgusting.

He was wolfing down at the dinner table, stuffing steaming food into his mouth like he was a child, chewing a few times before swallowing, eating so fast that he couldn't help coughing a few times.The parents were finally relieved, and the mother scooped him a bowl full of miso soup with finely chopped water tofu and beaten frangipani with a reproachful expression.

Xia Youjie took it with one hand, and drank it down his throat before he could see what was in the bowl. The warm liquid and chopped lumps scrambled across his throat, which was probably the taste of his own childhood.

The parents themselves didn't eat seriously, but looked at him with a smile on their chins.Junior and senior high school are growing up. Every year when he returns home, he is a few centimeters taller than the previous year. There are a few rough marks on the corner wall of the living room. Let my father use a ruler to measure my height on the wall, and the last measurement on that wall stays at 1.7 meters five.

gross.

The stomach was heavily filled with food, but it seemed as if he could spit it out again in the next second.The taste-suppressing drugs didn't work, but luckily he still had the gag-reflex drug with him...

Xia Youjie cleaned up the food in front of him in embarrassment and hurriedly, and stood up: "I'm full."

"Is this enough to eat? I ate so fast, but my appetite hasn't decreased..."

He turned and went back to the room, shutting his parents' worries out of the door.

Outside the window, the snow stopped.

February [-]rd, Setsubun Day.

After discovering that many festivals and traditional activities are related to exorcising the curse spirit, Toyama Minato and the others picked up the traditions that were neglected in ordinary times.

For example, soybeans should be sprinkled on Setsubun Day, shouting "ghosts go out, good fortune comes in", and this method is used to exorcise evil spirits and attract good luck for the new year.

Considering the characteristics of creatures like mantra spirits, soybeans bought in ordinary supermarkets are obviously not feasible, so Toyama Minato and the others made a special trip to the shrine and bought some small packages of soybeans that were said to have been blessed by the shrine. Sometimes I heard passers-by whispering, saying that they spent so much money and wasted money.

Hashida Zhi shook the soybean package that was not as big as his palm: "Chang Kao, if I didn't know the truth about the curse spirit, I would never buy this kind of thing anyway."

"I agree, a small bag of this kind of thing costs [-] yen, the price-performance ratio is like legal robbery."

Rintaro Okabe also complained: "At least do some useful publicity? For example, spreading this kind of beans can create an enchantment around the house, which can recede the curse spirit to a certain extent... If you know that there is such a thing from the beginning I will definitely pay for this kind of effect.”

Makise Kurisu hit the nail on the head: "If this kind of propaganda is used, it will be more like a scam in the eyes of most non-artists..."

"I also think it's a complete commercial fraud."

Yuan Shan recalled the admissions brochure of the Tokyo High School of Conjuration. If they hadn't learned the secret of the curse spirit by accident, the poster would really look like a scam...

A few of them stood around the shrine and watched for a while. As expected, less than one-tenth of the tourists who would buy soybeans when passing by here, the sales volume seemed very worrying.

However, considering the cost, this may be the choice of normal people.

The sales of magic-breaking arrows and charms are not optimistic, but at least everyone in the free hand water house will wash their hands, which can also be regarded as the most basic deodorization and sterilization.Yuan Shancourt and the others bought a large amount of soybeans and went back, intending to go to every place they frequented - just like the anti-virus software and firewall in the computer.

Anyway...

"Ghosts go out, blessings come in!"

Yuan Shanmin held a handful of soybeans in his hand and sprinkled them towards the door of the future props research room.

Then there are windows, corners, and Mr. Tennoji’s warehouse—try to make the positions of the beans to form a geometric figure.

Although they know everything about the layout of the enchantment, based on years of game experience, it is easier to calculate the coverage of the enchantment with this method.

"Did you feel anything?"

Hashida asked.

"No."

"Absolutely not."

"I looked at the electronic thermometer attached to the wall, and there was no change in temperature or humidity."

The remaining three people expressed their opinions one after another.

Sure enough, no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult for a non-magician to feel anything related to mantra based on his own physical condition.

But I would rather believe it. They sprinkled the headquarters of the Future Props Research Office, the laboratory of Dongdian University, the office of Toyama Minato, and their respective homes with soybeans, and ensured that the soybeans could be evenly dispersed. around the room.

Then there is one last question left.

Hong Liqi raised her own doubts with a serious expression: "... Can these soybeans be cleaned up after they have been scattered? What about when we clean up later?"

Everyone: "..."

This is indeed a blind spot in their knowledge.

Toyama Minato thought about it carefully, and felt that this might be due to the different times.

As we all know, the buildings in the Heian period were mostly wooden structures, and reinforced concrete did not exist at all. The beans scattered around the room were usually directly scattered in the courtyard of one's own house, and the courtyard had soil and grass. It's just doing dry landscapes and the like. There is no difference between beans scattered in gravel piles and soil.

And these beans embedded in the soil and rock cracks are enough to become the cornerstone of a low-profile enchantment.

In the 21st century, the floor of a room is tiled, and throwing beans in any direction looks particularly abrupt.The street at the entrance may be cleaned up anytime and anywhere, and it is not convenient to clean up casually in the house except that it is easy to attract bugs. Obviously, this method of opening the enchantment has not been updated with the passage of time.

There is also an attitude of celebrating the New Year on social networks, and conjurers pay special attention to this traditional activity. Even some people posted photos of themselves throwing beans on the forums.

Yuanshan Minato made a small update in a timely manner, adding a simple animation of throwing beans at the screen to the reward function of the forum, which can be regarded as adding a little festive atmosphere on the Internet.

The Setsubun Day here in Tokyo is joyous, while Xia Youjie in Iwate Prefecture has already started to pack his luggage.There is a small cake on his desk with the word 17 written on it with cartoon candles.

"Are you really going back to Tokyo so early?"

The parents seemed very worried: "Obviously there are still a few days before the end of the winter vacation..."

"The school is busy with homework, and..."

Xia Youjie's voice paused for a moment: "I also want to work as a conjurer sooner. Anyway, at least the income will be higher, right?"

At the end, he had a smile on his face, as if he wanted to go to Tokyo to make money early.

This is true on the surface: the salary of the conjurer is far higher than that of ordinary people, and his level is high enough, and his income has reached a figure that makes the family sound unbelievable. Based on this momentum, it is estimated that It won't be long before he can move his family to Tokyo.

But, but...

His parents exchanged glances.

But conjurers also rely on entrusting again and again to earn their salary!

Such a frighteningly high income must also be associated with enormous risks. The magic world is not a charity, and they are just ordinary families with no professional background. If it is not for the hardships beyond ordinary people's imagination, it is absolutely impossible for them to live in the world. I made so much money when I was sixteen or seventeen.

Although they don't know spells and cannot see spells, they can understand the difficulties of life and making money-this is definitely not a job that can be done lightly.

"Actually, Dad and Mom didn't expect you to bear the pressure of making money at such a young age..."

His mother hesitated for a moment, but still insisted: "Since you were young, your father and I didn't quite understand what you can see... Well, I used to think that children were lying or sick. If If you are under a lot of pressure in Tokyo, you don’t have to force yourself like that, you can transfer to your hometown to study at any time.”

The father also followed up and said: "No matter what choice you make, your mother and I will definitely support you."

"..."

A moment of silence.

Xia Youjie glanced at the small cakes on the table.

In fact, he doesn't like this kind of dessert very much now (especially when he went to the high school and saw Gojo Satoru eating sweets intensively, and he was full just looking at it), but it seems that he mentioned to his parents once when he was a child that "birthday There should be a birthday cake”, and they have continued this reserved habit to this day.

It's just that the big cake that you can invite your classmates to eat together has changed to a small four-inch cake, but the intention to celebrate the birthday has never changed.

There was concern in both of their eyes.

Always worried, always worried.

Like the sea water slowly flowing over the neck around the tortoise.

He stood up abruptly, almost bringing himself to his chair.

This is impolite, very impolite, Xia Youjie thought in his heart, if Wu did this, he would definitely not be able to help but want to preach.

"I still want to go back to the high school as soon as possible."

He said: "And go back to Iwate Prefecture to study, please don't say such things in the future, and don't worry about me like you used to."

"—From the very beginning, my choice was only the High School of Conjuration."