Love and tyrant loses their screen name

The air pressure in Zenyuan Shier is very low, he was disturbed early in the morning, and the sun was still fresh in the east, he was already sitting in the driving seat of the off-road vehicle, the golden-haired hamster next to him was gnawing on a bag of vomit. Bread, listening to the rattle of the plastic packaging, Zenyuan Shier's temples also thumped, trying to grab the guy by the neck and throw him out of the car.

The current time is 35:[-], which is the moment when a jobless person like Shier should lie in bed and continue dreaming, but at this moment he has packed up all his belongings, checked out quickly, and didn't even have time to eat breakfast.

At first he was woken up because Kamo Rei said that he did not have a driver's license and needed someone to drive him to the foot of the mountain.

"Did you break your leg?" Zenyuan Shier said so at the time, with restless anger in his deep dark green pupils, and his face was as cold as a stone at the bottom of the Santuchuan River.

Rei Kamo was biting a red hair rope, slowly combing the blond hair behind her head with both hands, and humming indistinctly: "Whatever you want, but the group of hotel staff downstairs found the boss in the conference room during the morning meeting. The last note of the police—that dog can really cause trouble—in short, they are already discussing to call the police, and I calculated the time, and the police will arrive in about 10 minutes.”

"..."

People who have been in the underground organization all year round hate dealing with the police, so he has to get up with a bad face and work as a free driver for the blond kid.

The dark modified off-road looks like a beast full of fangs, the accelerator roars on the mountain road, a black shadow flashes across the green mountains, and the heavy-duty vehicle drives like a supercar.

Kamo ignored Zenyuan Shier's displeasure. With a tissue on his knees, he carefully tore off the edge of the toast and picked off the almond slices on it. His expression was very focused, as if he was carving a priceless piece of paper. artwork.

Zenyuan Shier felt that this guy had never been so serious when he was killing people.

There was a trace of sarcasm in the corner of his eyes, "Picky eaters who don't grow tall, brat."

Rei Kamo snapped his fingertips and was poked at the sore spot. In his previous life, he was ridiculed by Gojo Satoru for more than ten years as a short man who didn't grow to 1.8 meters. Now he is laughed at by the Zen Academy again.

"It's really long-winded." The boy frowned and muttered, stuffed the remaining toast into his mouth with a few mouthfuls, and took another big mouthful of iced barley tea to suppress the anger in his stomach.Don't be as knowledgeable as a bastard, he thought.Moreover, he is now a little taller than the third year of high school in his previous life, and he will definitely grow to 180.

Seeing Kamo Rei's indifference, the Zen Academy felt a little bit regretful.It's like a cat that can tease its fur every time, but one day it suddenly matures and becomes indifferent to the provocations of the outside world, making him instantly lose the interest in domestication.

The man withdrew his gaze, took out the cigarette case, knocked out one from the car window, and held it in his mouth. The lighter snapped, and the hot and choking nicotine smell drifted into the air along the wind, like an intermittent thin white thread .

The off-road vehicle passed through the winding mountain road. Today is the rare good weather in Nagata for several months. The blue sky is clear and cloudless, and the dense jungle is like a blue and green velvet blanket. The light on the top is astonishing, so dazzling that people can't open their eyes.

It wasn't until they saw the sign of the scenic spot that the speed of the violent cross-country slowly slowed down, and they returned to the remote private parking lot.

Rei Kamo stood in an open place, the sunlight seemed to merge with his blond hair, and the red hair rope hung down the back of his neck, forming a strong contrast with the white skin, reminiscent of the blood drops falling when the blade reflects light.

As soon as the sun was shining, Rei Kamo felt the moisture in his body finally evaporated. He carried the bulging bag full of burning things on his back. If you ignore the fact that this guy is about to slaughter a group of monsters, he looks like he is going to the mountains with a full load of snacks Participate in the ordinary dk of the camp.

"How long will it take?" Zenyuan Shier put his arm on the car window, and because of the light, his already fierce eyes half-squinted and drew a sharp straight line, looking a little impatient.

"10 minutes." Rei Kamo waved his hand, turned and walked deep into the jungle.

……

At nine o'clock, a burst of explosions resounded through the sky, the mountains shook slightly, mud and rocks rolled down, and scattered birds rushed to the sky from the depths of the dense forest. The birds chirped as if cursing some wicked little devil, leaving only a green shadow The waves shook the blades in the aftermath of the explosion, trembling like a plate of matcha-flavored jelly.

It's too much, you brat.The car window lowered slowly, the black-haired man propped his chin with one hand, and looked towards the direction of the mountains and forests. Under the sun, his originally dark iris showed an emerald green, like a cold Styrian green lake. , any emotion that a human being should have can drown in it.

A moment later, the boy's figure walked out of the forest, his beautiful blond hair was spotless, but his backpack was deflated.

Kamo was chewing a piece of orange-flavored gum. He got in the car and handed the photos taken on his mobile phone to Zenyuan Shier, which contained photo evidence that he killed all the face dog monsters.

"100 million, let's transfer the money now." The young man felt relaxed, and while talking, he took out a pile of white paper and a pen from his bag, and put the backpack on his knees.

Zen Yuan Shi Er was stunned, and saw clearly that it was a pile of test papers of various subjects.

Maybe it was because his puzzled gaze was too obvious, Kamo Rei explained: "This is my homework for this week, you know, I'm in the third year of high school, and I'm very busy with schoolwork."

He took it for granted, as if it was something a high school student should do after accepting a commission from an underground organization, and then asking for leave to fly from Tokyo to Yakushima to chop monsters.

Zenyuan Shier rubbed the tip of his nose, started the car, and said, "When I was in school, I was most annoyed by your pretending to be a good student."

Kamo sneered pitifully, opened the cap of the pen and quickly wrote his name on the paper. After solving the human-mask dog, his whole body relaxed, and he was soon immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

Three seconds later, Zenyuan Shier deliberately opened all the windows, and the off-road vehicle drove against the wind at high speed. The test paper was blown loudly, and the four corners danced wildly in the strong wind, making it impossible to write.

The boy put the cap on his pen heavily, his eyes were stern, "The Chanyuan is very Er."

"Ok?"

"go to hell."

"Ha." The man laughed wantonly.

Back in Yongtian City, Zenyuan Shier transferred the entrustment fee to Kamo Rei's account. After deducting the board, lodging and transportation expenses, the net profit was 93 yuan, which was enough for Kamo Reian to finish his third year of high school safely.

Coming out of the bank, Kamo Rei took the lucrative reward after being cheated, and suddenly felt that he was just a donkey in the world of magic in his previous life, with a low salary and a lot of things, and he had to bear a false sense of responsibility. It was his luck to die early.

No wonder so many people are willing to work as a curse master. Although the work is dirty, it is worth the money.Thinking about his junior brother Xia You's prosperous life after his defection, rich and believers, a living example of fame and fortune, you know how easy it is to make money for a non-artist.

People's desires are hard to fill. As long as you pay money, you can get more privileges beyond the scope of money purchases. It is a transaction that benefits both parties.

What's more, today's entrustment money has been deducted tens of millions by the scum of the Zen Academy, Shier. If he has a normal income, one or two entrustments can provide him with food and clothing for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Kamo glared resentfully at Zenyuan Shier, and the man raised his eyebrows inexplicably, thinking that this brat's bad temper was unreasonable——

"Let's go to Grandma Risa's shop again." Rei Kamo frowned and said, "I want to buy some souvenirs."

—and a little inexplicable sense of justice.

A contemptuous smile flashed across Zenyuan Shier's eyes, and he slammed on the gas pedal, "Seat belt, brat."

·

Kenji Kamo stood in the corridor, the little boy was dressed in a dark monozuke hakama, his thin figure stood at the junction of skylight and darkness, his black hair was covered with a strange layer of purple.

The pillars stand on both sides and extend to the distance, and at the end there are only trance shadows left. The octagonal glazed lamps under the corridor become dim in the daytime, without the moving brilliance at night, and those ukiyo-e beauties are hidden in the In the shadow of the lampshade, red wax seeped through it like frozen tears.

Outside the corridor is an elegant landscape of dry mountains and rivers. The snow-white stones are laid neatly on the ground and are drawn into circles of ripples. The stone bridges are scattered and interlaced with moist and warm moss, surrounded by flat dwarf pines and orchids. .

Kenji heard that this was designed by his father, who spent huge sums of money on the design of the most famous Karesansui garden master in Japan. He arranged the landscape on both sides of the promenade that must be passed when entering the Kamo mansion, so that he can easily show off himself to every visiting guest. The elegant artistic taste, by the way, highlights the profound heritage of the Kamo family, one of the three imperial families.

Xianji didn't understand what "artistic taste" was, and he didn't know what "family background" was, but when he saw the envious eyes on the faces of those visitors, he knew it must be something extraordinary.

But Kamo Kenji didn't think the dry landscape was so beautiful. Those pale stones were always lifeless, and they were arranged into a fixed shape with fixed tools every day, and they kept the "elegant" in the mouth of the adults all their lives.

He likes bright colors.

The boy stretched out his arms, wanting to get out from the railing of the promenade and touch the sunlight outside the yard.

He recalled the scene he had seen before. The taciturn elder brother stuck out his hand out of the corridor as he did now. The sun seemed to be in his palm. The golden particles were like waves on his fingertips, and it seemed to be dancing there. A group of golden fireworks.

"Master Xianji!"

The little boy's fingertips trembled, as if the sun had scalded him, and he quickly withdrew his arm.

A woman's voice sounded from behind, it was his personal tutor, "The gymnastics class at ten o'clock is about to start, please come back with me to change clothes, don't be late."

Xianji turned around, "Sakura, I just came out to get some air."

Sakura took the boy's hand and hurried back, not listening to his explanation at all, or maybe the boy's explanation was insignificant in her eyes.

"It's too late, Master Xianji, the teacher is already waiting at the training ground. I heard that the Patriarch will come to see your training results today, so don't make any mistakes..."

Kenji Kamo looked at the sunshine outside the corridor, with a hint of envy on his face, Sakura's voice dissipated like the wind, he was pulled into sports clothes, very absent-minded.

When Yingfeng hurriedly dragged Xianji to the training ground, the servant told them that the teacher was discussing matters with the Patriarch in the lounge and asked him to wait for a while.

Sakura left beforehand, and Kenji Kamo went to sit on the bench outside the lounge alone. He sat very upright, watching the wind chime on the porch without moving.

He wandered away, imagining what his father and teacher were discussing?Things in the world of conjuration seem to be very complicated, and he is not able to understand it as a child...but he will be five years old in half a month...can he still be called a child at the age of five? He feels that he has worked hard to learn a lot up...

There was a faint voice coming from the lounge behind him, Kenji Kamo pricked up his ears curiously to eavesdrop——

"The "window" has indeed been monitored. Yesterday morning, there was a strong fluctuation of mana power in Nagata in the northwest of Yakushima. Also around [-] o'clock this morning, the commission of strangling the dog released on the dark web showed that it had been completed. The task location and mantra The location of force fluctuation is the same. "

"You can't get in touch with 'Doctor'?"

"Actually, I haven't been able to contact him since last night. His staff found his suicide note this morning——Mr. Kamo, you know that 'doctors' have always been known for being cautious. If a suicide note is left, it is very likely It's dead."

"Then, the person who accepted the entrustment is...?"

"It's Zenyuan Shier, the man who ran away from the Zenyuan home. That guy has 0 magic power but has extremely strong physical fitness Tianheshui. He is known as a 'wizard killer' in the underground organization. If it is He strikes, 'Doctor' has little chance of surviving..."

The voice fell, followed by a long silence.

"Curse · Force · Wave · Movement..." The person called Mr. Kamo dragged out his voice word by word, with a greasy sneer between the words, "A heaven and curse, a handicapped magician, can do It is really a skill to produce such a powerful wave of spell power."

He exhaled lightly, and then asked: "Did the monitoring snake find anything new?"

"Unfortunately, no, even if there are records left to deliberately guide the target's travel route, the snake has not found any residual magic power." Another person said, "Because there are Zenyuan Shier and Peacock Tong, the snake dare not They followed too closely, and only dared to search after they left, but nothing was found... It was as if someone had cleaned up the scene after using a spell, but this was too cautious, as if they knew someone was there surveillance."

"It may not be known, it may be a habit."

"But why would anyone have this habit? Cleaning up the filth is extremely troublesome work, just like wiping your own DNA at a crime scene."

"As long as you keep the fear of death for decades, there is nothing you can't do."

"..."

"Tell them to continue to monitor, and we must find out the loopholes." The voice was sonorous and powerful, with absolute coldness, "You go to teach Xianji first, and pay attention to the next thing for as long as possible, so that no one else can find out."

"Yes."

The door of the rest room was slowly pushed open, and Patriarch Kamo saw his youngest son sitting upright on the porch. There was no trace of family affection in his eyes, just like looking at the circles of white gravel in the dry landscape. Only with a perfect shape can there be a little appreciation for the master's aesthetics on the face.

·

At 07:30 on Wednesday morning, Kamo Rei appeared on time in his uniform at the door of the Class A classroom of the third year of Kuihuang High School. The students were pleasantly surprised by his return. They exchanged pleasantries and confessed confessions. They obviously didn’t have a close relationship before leaving. Hou Kamo Rei felt that he suddenly became the center of attention of the class, and it was very difficult to adapt.

This difficult state lasted until the third and fourth English classes. These two classes are the time for the weekly quiz. One class is for the questions and the other is for the lecture. The teacher used the 10 minutes between classes just right. The results of the test papers are issued immediately, and the high-efficiency characteristics of East Asian education have always been maintained.

Although Rei Kamo missed several days of class, she still performed stably, passing the objective questions with full marks, and deducting only one point for the subjective questions.

Under the halo of pity, the top students in the whole class were under double pressure. They admired and resented this guy at the same time. After class, they frantically struggled to death. They even ate lunch in the classroom, so they could continue to practice after eating.

Kawakami Tomie's school support club is also developing well. The girl cursed to be a campus idol, and she has changed her dream from "getting the vulgar admiration and love of men" to "gaining the attention and admiration of the whole world." ".

Rei Kamo heard that this guy was planning to sign up for the TV idol singer program, hoping that one day in the future people would be able to compare Tomie Kawakami's name with Akina Nakamori.

The guy's original words were: "Akina Nakamori is definitely not as beautiful as me! I want to become a Hollywood actress!"

Rei Kamo expressed deep doubts about the first half of the sentence, but expressed support for the second half - as long as the curse doesn't go out and cause trouble, a little bit of careerism doesn't hurt.

With savings, Rei Kamo studied harder. This violent dk who came out of a high school has completely become the "handsome, cold, gentle, and excellent" school grass-level figure in the hearts of the students of Kuihuang High School.

Not to mention that when he completed the feat of 3000 minutes of [-] meters in physical education class, his rarity was close to that of giant pandas.

Some teachers even asked him if he wanted to enter the Department of Physical Education of Dongda University without taking the test as a sports student, but Rei Kamo sternly refused. He said, "The 3000-meter run is seven and a half minutes, and I would be fined by the head teacher in the school I attended. Shampoo handstand."

So when Zenyuan Shier sent him a dark web account representing his formal entry into the organization in June, Kamo Rein felt nothing.

At this time, his scholarship has also arrived in the account, and his life is carefree, and he never thought about continuing to be a commissioner.After all, in his eyes, work is only a means to provide a high-quality life. Since he now has enough living expenses, he will not use commissions to distract himself until he finishes his studies.

But there are always exceptions to everything.

"I won't answer it." Kamo Rei held the phone by his shoulder, and impatiently refused, while marking the fluorescent post-it note on the note with a serial number, the tip of the pen swept across the paper and the voice of Sa Sasha, with a mocking tone, "Chanyuan, why are you If you are so attached to me, is it because no one else is willing to deal with you, a broker liar?"

There was an apparent silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, as if he was offended by Rei Kamo's mouth.

"Then that's it, if you entrust it, I will definitely do it next time." Kamo Rei hummed perfunctorily, focusing only on her notes, and wanted to hang up the phone while talking.

Zenyuan Shi'er said cleanly this time: "For a two-person mission, the entrustment fee is 2000 million, fifty to five cents."

The tip of the gel pen froze on the paper in an instant, marking a sudden black dot on it.

"Eight two, I'm eight you two." Kamo Rei said, his tone obviously softened under the temptation of money ability.

"You are six and I am four."

"I'm seven." The boy said firmly, "Otherwise I won't do it."

"..." The man agreed, "Okay."

Zenyuan Shier was wearing a bluetooth headset, and while calling Kamo Rei, he had edited a text message and sent it to the client who released the task.

[5000 million, not a single point less, I have found the person who meets the task requirements, and you can transfer the money directly to my account]

"But why are you looking for me?" The boy's voice came from the earphones. Even on the phone, this kid couldn't hide his cold and aloof character, which fit his peacock character very well.

The Buddhist monastery let out a groan, and his gaze unconsciously turned to a set of twelve singles with a bright red background embroidered with gold and white peonies hanging on the wall, and a platinum blonde long straight wig next to it.

"Because I think—" the man's deep voice sounded, with a wicked look on the corner of his mouth, "You are perfect for this."