The boyfriend of the magic girl is too weak

[On x-x, 2018, the former super conjurer, Yigu Yuta, confirmed his defection. 】

Yukimura Seiichi and Otoko Yuta hit it off and walked together.The idea of ​​the two is very simple, they just want to do their best to do something that they really want to do.

They searched for all the rumors and rumors in the neon legends, and traveled all over the strange lands of neon, large and small, and once encountered a special ground binding spirit. , the two wraith spirits, Lixiang and Nao, killed all directions, and killed the ground-bound spirit that had just stepped into the special level.

But I don't know where the news leaked. The upper management wanted to capture the defected conjurer, and the underground black market rumored that they had priceless treasures. Under the attack of both sides, the two rushed all the way to Hokkaido.

Chasing and killing, spells, hidden weapons, Yukimura Seiichi experienced such a thrilling life for the first time in 16 years. His skills became more and more exquisite in the days of fleeing. At the beginning, he had to rely on Nao to make a move. Now he can completely sense the crisis and succeed by himself. Anti-kill.

He carried tennis rackets with him, and sent letters to his parents to report his safety every time he moved to a new place. In order to prevent interested people from coming to his door, his mailing went through many twists and turns.

Yugari asked on the phone: "When will my brother come back?"

Yukimura Seiichi was silent for a while, he looked at the bare branches outside the window: "It may be spring, or it may be next winter, and we won't be away for too long."

When parents hear about their child, they respect his choice. As parents, they can only say "be careful and be safe".

The behavior of Yukimura Seiichi and Otoko Yuta was absurd, ridiculed and puzzled by all parties, neither of them was reckless, so they quietly went to Tokyo High School of Conjuration before saying goodbye.

On the surface of this trip, Yigu Youtai sentenced Li Gaozhuan, but in fact, the two became informants to collect the remaining two-faced Nuo fingers.

"After all, he is the King of Curses thousands of years ago. He has been sealed for thousands of years. Maybe there are some forbidden techniques that we don't know about?" Xia Youjie sighed, "Take care during this trip, we can't keep watching... sorry."

As a teacher, he couldn't guarantee the safety of the students. This wasn't the first time he sent a student away, but after all, Nao was the child she watched and grew up with, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was a relative.

Jia Ruozi lit a slender cigarette and pinched it on her fingertips. The sparks were dancing, and she looked tired: "What information we have here will be synchronized with you as soon as possible, and there will be no more irreversible accidents."

The latest information from the High School of Conjuration is that many strange magic spirits have appeared in Hokkaido recently. Their lifespan is extremely short, and they often die within a week. Some of the magic spirits even have complex emotions comparable to human beings. I don't doubt whether the human experiment was opened again back then.

Otoko Yuta went to lurk to investigate the truth for this matter, and Yukimura Seichi was the only one left in the village for the time being.

"Nao, this is the first snow this year, let's go stepping on the snow together."

Naturally, there would be no answer. Seiichi Yukimura was walking on the path. In the indifferent gray and white sunlight, snowflakes were flying in the air. There was a white road at the corner of the alley on both sides of the left rear, and people stepped on the snow and made a rattling sound.

After staying away from the small village, a gray-blue figure appeared behind him, Yukimura Seiichi didn't take it seriously, and walked around like a normal person, chattering.

"The chicken noodle soup in the village is delicious. I have visited the licensed store of that uncle's house for three consecutive days. It is better than the ones I tasted in Tokyo or Kanagawa."

"I practice tennis every day. Yuta is a good opponent. To be precise, conjurers are very talented in playing tennis. They are all good seedlings worth cultivating. When Nao touched the tennis racket for the first time Startled me."

"..."

There was no response, and when he turned around to look over, he realized that the gray-blue shadow had disappeared at some point.

Yukimura Seiichi's eyes dimmed, the time was approaching evening, the days in winter were especially short, there was no wind, no moon, no stars, no light, it was an ignorant and lifeless gray.

The world fell into silence, and he cheered up with a low laugh: "Okay, then let's play hide-and-seek!"

A little girl with shofar braids was sitting by the corner. She shook her legs and asked, "Brother, are you talking to yourself?"

Yukimura Seichi smiled, and he put the fluffy mormori into his clothes: "No, I'm talking to my lover."

The little girl asked puzzledly, "Where is she?"

He just smiled and said nothing, the other party opened his mouth hesitantly, and suddenly said: "Brother, you can cry if you want, no one will laugh at you for crying."

Are today's children so sensitive?

The corners of Yukimura Seiichi's mouth gradually curled into a line: "I'm sorry, little sister."

In the eyes like a pool of stagnant water, there was the pain of being swallowed by the endless night. His tears had already been shed. After half a year of experience, he had already understood that it was the most useless thing.

The closer the relationship, the more deceitful the more hurtful. At the beginning of the relationship, Nao Kuta was unwilling to tell the truth about the spell, for fear of implicating her boyfriend. In the end, she even wanted to die with herself. To bury - to forget.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

Yi Gu Youtai, who finished the tracking task, complained: "Teacher Wutiao's information is correct. I did find some clues here, but the other party is too cunning and has been refusing to show up."

"What do I need to do?" Seiichi Yukimura rubbed his chin, "Since it's very cunning, will it be a special magic spirit hiding behind this time?"

"Probably yes." Yi Guyoutai sighed worriedly, Yukimura Seiki himself is not a conjurer, and has no magic power, and he relies on the protection of the spirit behind the Nao card. It is okay once in a while, if he is really single-handed He was afraid that he would die on the spot when he encountered a super-level curse spirit.

"Super-level conjurer Otoko Yuta and his spells are probably well-known all over the country. You have been paying close attention to this area recently. It has not appeared for a long time." Yukimura Seichi raised the cup slowly, "Change When an ordinary person passes by, it probably won’t be able to resist sneaking out to have a full meal.”

They didn't think too much when they came out, Otoko Yuta followed the teacher's advice and completed the task earnestly, while Yukimura Seichi wanted to continue Nao's wish.

Resurrection, this word is easy to say, but who has really been resurrected throughout the ages?

He could only create the illusion that she was still alive, like a drowning man clutching the only driftwood in his hand, at least for the time being, he didn't want Nasu to leave him, and at the same time he couldn't leave her at all.

So meeting this special mantra was purely accidental.

"Inaction to change——" The real person avoided the bombardment, and touched the ordinary person in front of him with one hand. He grinned, and the innocent smile on the suture face was extraordinarily creepy.

"Worry too!"

"what--"

A horrific scream suddenly sounded, the real person touched a mass of empty air, emitting a glistening blue light, and the moment he activated the spell, he seemed to be dragged into the abyss of hell, and then a group of girls with high ponytails appeared on the spot.

Yukimura Seiichi's eyes widened in disbelief, his whole body was trembling, and he blinked in disbelief, with the familiar arc of ponytail and slightly upturned nose tip.

After five hundred days, he finally saw Nao again.

Yukimura Seiichi stretched out his hand and grabbed her. Her whole body was icy cold, and she didn't have a trace of vitality.

"How is this going?"

On the other side, the real person who was fighting with Yi Gu Youta also wanted to ask this question. He used magic to distort the soul of that ordinary person. Why did he distort the body of a girl?

Is he twisting the blind box?

After receiving the news, Jia Ruozi rushed to Hokkaido overnight, bringing a lot of inspection equipment, and she turned the girl lying on her back on the bed: "This kind of situation is rare."

The girl was motionless, like a lifelike stone statue, her eyes were empty, without any emotion of her own.

"The technique of the super magic spirit is very interesting," Xia Youjie, the Pokémon master who came from afar and subdued the real person, explained the new skill carefully, "According to its explanation, the soul exists before the body, A real person can touch the soul of all things, and the form of the body will be forcibly changed."

"That is to say," Yigu Youta became worried, "Did Nao come back to life after being transformed from a curse spirit into a human being?"

"..."

"Of course not, the soul and body are separated, she is now almost like a newborn baby, or even worse." Jiarui Zizi bit the mint, "If you can't accept it, I'll take her back High school."

"I will take good care of Nao."

After everyone left, Yukimura Seiichi sat on the edge of the bed. He held the cold and stiff hand, as if if he held it like this, the other party would shake his hand back with a smile, half coquettish and half teasing—he was scared ?I'm kidding you!

It's just that there was no expression on that face, no smiles or tears, just as calm as a dead pool.

After all, it has a human form, which is much better than the curse that disappears at any time.

Fortunately, Yukimura Seiichi is fortunate that she doesn't know the world, but she can take care of herself basically, otherwise it would be inconvenient for lonely men and widows.

He had just come back from the falling snow outside. There was a thin layer of frost between his brows and eyelashes, and his whole body was cold. He pulled her up from the bed and hugged her shoulders: "Do you want to hear a bedtime story?" ?”

Without any response, Yukimura Seichi began to tell a little story.

In the morning and in the evening, they greet each other, tell bedtime stories when they sleep, and take people out for a walk every day. From astronomy and geography, to how to use chopsticks, Yukimura Seichi tirelessly babbles and teaches in front of Hisada Nao time and time again.

Even though the other party didn't react at all, and didn't even give a look - just like this, three years passed in a blink of an eye.

"Nao, I've become a professional player, and I'm going to Australia for training tomorrow." Yukimura Seichi pushed open the glass window, and it was another winter season, "It's snowing outside, do you want to go out to get some air?"

The cold wind passed through the curtains, and the moonlight and snow outside the window shone in. With a faint light and shadow, the snowflakes did not fall much, and turned into small snow particles, which made a soft sound.

Crystal-like powder is flying in the air, like pear blossoms falling from a tree.The snowflakes fell more and more, and the whole sky was covered with white.

"The snow seems to be getting earlier and earlier in recent years. When I was in Hokkaido three years ago..."

rustle--

The pine trees overhead were overwhelmed, and handfuls of snow fell from the trees.

A shadow fell, Yukimura Seiichi stopped in his tracks, the people around him raised their hands to cover his head, and snowflakes fell on her palms one after another.

Hisada Nao stood upright, with a few strands of hair sticking behind her ears, her eyes were ignorant, and she seemed to be wondering why he didn't continue talking.

"...When I was in Hokkaido, it took half a month before there was snow."

Yukimura Seiichi slowly completed the words, he pressed her hand down, and that hand got into his palm all of a sudden, and hooked it lightly.

"do not be afraid."

More than 1000 people continued to sing solo shows day and night, and never responded, but today——Seiichi Yukimura opened his eyes slightly, so sore that he could hardly speak, his heart hurt as if it had been gouged out, so painful that he didn't know Overwhelmed.

"With you here, I'm not afraid."

Fortunately, in the end, I saw the clouds and the moon.