[Naruto + Curse] Magician's Guide to Reemployment

The coins made a tiny clinking sound in the vending machine, and the heat from the sun rubbed sticky on Mayuya's back, as if it could be pulled out with a slight movement. The grape soda fell from the shelves that were about to be sold out, and the potato chips on the lower shelf fell down with a clang like a social animal that had stayed up for three or four days and was squeezed by the boss. The movements were more agile than at work. The drink bottle lying deep in the vending machine happened to be stuck on the soda can, and it was not up or down against the hard metal shelf and the locked glass door. Mayu clicked her tongue impatiently, frowned irritably, and knocked hard against the cabinet door twice. However, the cans and potato chips were stubbornly lying inside, unable to move.

"I said Fujiwara -" She raised her voice and subconsciously looked for someone. Then she made a small creaking sound as if she was being strangled by the neck. This was not intentional, but more like she was forced to swallow some pain due to the sudden confusion. She finally swallowed down the pain that almost burst out from the depths of her memory with her teeth bared. Mayuya lowered her gaze and complained in a low voice: "What kind of bad weather is this? What a bad luck." She threw aside the large and small bags she had just bought, and lowered her head to look for change again. It seemed that the movement was too big, and the change jingled all over the floor, and a few coins even rolled into the bottom of the vending machine. The series of unsatisfactory experiences finally burned out the last of her patience. Mayu also showed an expression that could be said to be extremely vicious, and viciously kicked the old and disrepaired vending machine.

With a "clang" sound, a can of soda with mint and lime written on it fell down, followed by grape soda. Then a third item dropped - a tube of spicy mustard. Mayu was stunned for a moment.

That happened during the summer of first grade. The trio, who had just formed a new group, met to go to the amusement park on the weekends a few months after school started. In fact, compared to being swung around by a cursed spirit and flying away, amusement park roller coasters are really not that exciting. But it was originally meant to be relaxed, and it didn’t matter whether it was exciting or not. Gojo Satoru had just said the day before that he wanted to invite them to Ginza for dinner, but in the blink of an eye, he was called by Rotten Orange from the top management to go to Hokkaido for a business trip, so the rare plan of "Breaking Gojo-sensei During the Holidays" was ruined.

Mayuya, who couldn't hold the rich man's lap, was holding her wallet, lying on the back of the chair without any baggage and sighing. Halfway through reciting the Great Compassion Mantra, she suddenly caught a glimpse of her sleepy counterpart, and suddenly felt the beautiful singing voice of the muse coming to her ears. She pushed Fujiwara who was sitting on the ground with her elbow, twisted her eyes and eyebrows and pouted at Gongjima. Fujiwara's eyes lit up, and he instantly realized barrier-free communication with Mayuya. He held back his laughter and gestured to the girl. In the end, the two reached a consensus and fist bumped beautifully.

Longdao was brought out of dreams by the smell of fried chicken. She put down her crossed legs and opened her eyes to see a box of steaming fried chicken in the middle of the bench.

Hunger rears its head at just the right moment. Fujiwara handed her a pair of gloves and said that since they were all out to play, she should indulge a little to relieve the pressure of being caught by the superiors like a cow. Mayuya laughed loudly, and the corners of his mouth were still shiny with the amber sauce that he had just rubbed. She laughed and said, are you kidding? This is a problem that can be solved with a meal.

At the end of the meal, there was only one chicken leg left in the box. Fujiwara had already taken off his gloves and raised his hands in surrender to let the two girls decide for themselves. Mayu also followed closely behind, smacking her lips regretfully to express that she wanted to lose weight. There was a brief silence as soon as the words left the air. Lengdao raised his eyelids and looked at her like he was looking at some monster. Fujiwara hurriedly laughed, secretly praying that the secret would not be exposed.

Rongdao's lips moved, and then closed again under the watchful eyes of the two fearful people.

The chicken leg that was left behind lived up to expectations and went into Longdao's belly.

Strictly speaking, I'm halfway there.

Because immediately afterwards, Longdao began to cough violently, and pink fire spread from the root of her neck and the tips of her ears like a prairie fire. Mayuya quickly handed over the just-opened can of soda. If you looked closely, you could see the corners of her mouth twitching because she was suppressing laughter. The tearful look on the person who usually didn't wake up successfully fulfilled the wish of a high school student who likes to play pranks.

The undefended Congdao was caught off guard and was attacked by a second attack at the same time. The sharp coolness of mint hits my forehead.

With his eyes blurred by tears, Kagoshima saw a tip of spicy mustard sticking out of Fujiwara's pocket. The sweet-toothed party, who was choked and out of breath, quickly grabbed the contemporaries who were about to run away. The next moment, the poor cans were twisted into twists by the spell.

"Hey wait a minute - calm down, calm down, Cage Island!"

Fujiwara yelled and surrendered at the speed of light. Mayuya smiled like a goose that ran away from the farm. She knelt down and hugged Rōjima's thighs, who had just breathed out. There were still two tears in her eyes. Her shoulders were twitching crazily because of her uncontrollable smile. It attracts the attention of tourists. You can't see Mayuya's expression from this angle, but she must be working very hard not to continue making goose noises - because Cage Island has been interpreted by Mayuya in every cell: "I'm holding back from laughing." It's hard to breathe. Under the attention of men, women, old and young who came and went, Lengdao felt more and more that his future was gloomy. The girl whose lower body and left hand were restrained by the humanoid leather belt looked away from Mayuya expressionlessly, and then Fujiwara received a cold death stare at the same time. Just when she was about to raise her right hand that was not caught by Mayuya, she started to pinch it in a familiar starting position. Fujiwara's brain was working rapidly, trying to piece together a reason for her not to take action...

At this moment, a burst of cell phone ringing interrupted the tense atmosphere. In view of this strange posture, Mayuya's face happened to be pressed against Gongjima's coat pocket, and the regular vibrations seemed to reach resonance inside her skull through a layer of fabric, making Mayuya's teeth numb. She kept hanging on Long Dao's waist, and even though the latter pushed her head away when he took out his cell phone, she still hummed and clung to her again.

Unable to resist the exaggerated strength at the same time, Gongjima gave up the idea of ​​pulling Mayuya off his body. She answered the phone with drooped eyelids, answered a few times listlessly, and then after the call ended, she conveyed the bad news that the vacation was over to her two contemporaries.

"Principal Noctua wants us to return to the high school immediately. An auxiliary supervisor will pick us up soon...the destination is Hakone."

On the way to Hakone for support, Mayuya and Fujiwara still held the car windows open, commemorating their unfulfilled holiday arrangements, looking through the eyes with eyes that almost burned through the four-wheeled iron box. The young auxiliary supervisor felt a lot of pressure under the gaze of Ru Youzhen. In order to avoid getting angry, he had to pretend not to notice and let DK and JK, who had just changed into high school uniforms, bite their handkerchiefs and cry in the wind. It was so embarrassing. His scalp was numb. I just remembered to re-explain the mission-related matters to the only black-haired girl who seemed to be relatively reliable. Unexpectedly, just two-thirds of the way, I found that the other party was completely distracted, and there was a white earphone cable exposed in the middle of her hair.

When he was almost discouraged, Longdao finally moved his eyelids and uttered a question word like sleepwalking. The auxiliary supervisor, who thought he was wasting his words earlier, was hit on the back of his head by a feeling of inadequacy - even if there is a shortage of spellcasters, he should listen to his seniors - he wanted to say this, but he was still there just now Fujiwara, who was holding the window open, turned around and interrupted the resentment he was about to accumulate with a reassuring tone: "We already understand the situation, please don't worry." He even gave him a bright smile as he said, Looking at the other two jk from the rearview mirror.

"It's just a second-level curse spirit, no problem at all, right?" Fujiwara grinned, he was asking Mayuya and Gageshima.

"It's a trivial matter!" Mayuya stretched out his hand, bumped it with Fujiwara's raised fist, and cheered, "Hakone! Okay!"

Longdao yawned again and said perfunctorily: "Not at all."

……

Mayuya caught the cursed tool thrown by Gongjima and when he pulled out the knife from the slimy chest of the cursed spirit, the cursed spirit suddenly burst out, trying to kill the magician and drag him along with him for reincarnation. Mayuya was only halfway through his retreat, and had no time to adjust his center of gravity. A total of twenty-six eyes of one person and one curse spirit briefly looked at each other in the air, and Mayu couldn't help but click his tongue. She heard Fujiwara shouting——

"Mayuya!"

"The technique is reversed, "everything". "

The two voices almost overlapped. She quickly kicked off the ground and leaned back. After exerting backward force, her back hit the ground hard, and the clear blue sky slid across her field of vision.

Wait, blue?

Mayuya's brain stopped functioning for a second. Cage Island's spell screamed through the air a few inches above her nose, and then penetrated the curse spirit's huge body with a bang. It expanded rapidly in an instant. Before the explosion started, Cage Island happened to grab her shoulders, and there was no time for her to stand still. The body launched a magic technique to jump to a place a hundred meters away from the center of the explosion. However, the size of the curse spirit is too large. When it bursts out, it has already doubled in size like a water baby that fell into a pool. The cumulative increase in the "All Things" spell on Shanglong Island is not a simple cumulative relationship.

After the deafening roar, the original buildings on the ground were completely turned into ruins, and purple rain began to fall from the sky. But soon, because the main body of the curse spirit was exorcised, the rain turned into black smoke-like objects and disappeared. However, due to the close distance during the detonation, Mayuya and Gagejima were still splashed with some water, and they looked unavoidably ferocious.

Seeing that the two of them were fine, Fujiwara breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave a thumbs up: "Good job, as expected of you, Izumi."

Just when Rongjima was about to say something, Mayuya, who was sitting on the ground, finally realized what the scene she just saw meant. She yelled, tremblingly and grabbed the corner of her clothes, her voice trembling as if she was about to Driving He to the West: "It's over, where is our account?"

"..."

"..."

Good question.

When did their account disappear? ? ? ?

"...Tell me, if we don't go back to the high school today, what is the possibility that Principal Noctua will forget about this matter?" Fujiwara took a deep breath.

"There is no doubt -" Mayuya collapsed on the ground and continued without any hesitation.

"Zero." This was Cage Island with a calm tone.

The three of them looked at each other in silence again. A small whirlwind blew over the newly completed ruins, and for a moment there was a sense of solemn and desolate feeling like the wind was rustling and the water was cold, and the heroes were gone and never returned. A siren sounded from somewhere in the distance, getting closer and closer. Without saying a word, Mayuya bounced up from the ground like a spring - his arms went around the two people's backs, his left hand clasped Fujiwara's shoulders, and his right hand locked Gōjima's chin - and he leaned against the two people's ears and whispered eerily. Laughing, it seems like a broken jar. The words were bitten between the teeth, ground to pieces by the molars that crushed each other, and squeezed out with a ferocious expression: "Don't run, don't even think about running away."

……

Feng Shui turns.

Compared with the first-year magician who was about to be punished by the principal's iron fist of justice, he ran several red lights in a row and took people away before the police car arrived. He also had to work overtime to clean up the mess of the trio who caused the trouble. The auxiliary supervisor touched himself. The hairline that is still alive is afraid that it will die young. The trip to Hakone was ruined again, but the young and energetic high school students did not continue to cry like ghosts. The three magicians who had sworn to reassure him a few hours ago were now looking around guiltily, determined not to look at the haggard-looking social beast. The tall DK was pressed against the passenger door, looking both funny and pitiful. Mayuya also tried hard to reduce his presence, squeezing in the back seat and contorting his face so that he would never look at the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror that condemned their conscience. As for Cage Island, who seemed to be the only one who had not changed, although he still looked like he was sleep deprived, he was clearly sitting more properly. He didn't even wear headphones and just looked out the window with his neck twisted.

Like sitting on pins and needles.

This state lasted until the three people lined up and walked into the high school peacefully. The first-year students, who were kneeling awkwardly in the Noctua Zhengdao office, looked at their noses and hearts, and their expressions of death almost made the auxiliary supervisor move with pity. Heart……

That is impossible. As the old saying goes, working overtime is bullshit. The trio of first-year students who had to work overtime to fabricate the cause of the explosion that could convince the public and deal with a series of messes——

...probably a pooping dog.

Seeing the sincerity of the three people in admitting their mistakes, Principal Noctua showed mercy. The trio who got into trouble finally received a personality-modifying punch and a thousand-word confession for each of them. The ultimate prize of doubling the amount of training was finally banned only after Mayuya and Fujiwara worked hard. After Gojo Satoru found out, he laughed loudly, his mood was visibly good, and told them to work harder for reform through labor. Gojo Satoru even took a photo next to him, with the flash clicking and flashing, and he said that he wanted to take pictures of the beautiful first grade students as a souvenir. No one could take his cell phone away due to the limit, which made Mayu jump to her feet in anger. But in the end, she was the one who was taken away to take the photoshoot together.

"Is there a possibility that No Lower Limit is not Gojo-sensei's technique, but the teacher's character?"

"agree completely!"

"True to its name."

……

Even after she made up her mind to become a magician, Mayu was mentally prepared to face the threat of death, and even joked that she didn't know which of the three Fujiwara Gōshima would die honorably first. But for her, this was just oral pleasure after all. She didn't want to die, she just wanted to live with all her strength.

Longdao has been suffering from colds and fevers for three days. From the first day he met this companion, his eyes turned white due to hypoglycemia, his legs became weak, and he knocked his head on the corner of the table. Mayu also decided that she was a glass doll that needed to be taken care of, and she couldn't figure out how Teacher Gojo could attract such a sick child. Probably because female genes are naturally engraved with maternal feelings, she was always worried that the transfer student would be broken, but she didn't know what she said was mean: "Teacher Gojo, she really won't suddenly faint in the middle of a battle. ?"

Gojo Satoru smiled meaningfully. He sat on the podium with his legs crossed disrespectfully and answered her: "Well...it doesn't matter. Teacher believes you can save the situation."

A warming moth flew into Mayuya's dormitory. In early February, she was unfortunately hit by the spell of the second-level curse spirit during an extermination operation. Although the curse spirit itself was subsequently rushed to Fujiwara's exorcism, but the effect of the spell was not lifted just because the caster disappeared. Teacher Gojo came to Miss Glass's infirmary to take a look, and then gave a relaxed sigh. According to Gojo Satoru's conclusion, the remnant of the curse will not cause any damage to her body, but the residual effect will force Mayu to lose the curse. However, This is only temporary. Despite this, this non-magician state is expected to last until March, and before that, Mayu cannot participate in any missions.

Gongjima had been recognized as a first-level magician at the beginning of the semester. Except for tasks and class time, he stayed in the dormitory to sleep, read books or work with Mayuya to guide the three first-year freshmen who were thrown to them by Gojo Satoru on a business trip. .

In the early morning of February 15th, Longdao was sent to Gunma County overnight to investigate the disappearance of non-magicians one after another. In the afternoon of the same day, Fujiwara returned to the high school after completing his previous mission. On the morning of February 20th, as there were only two third-year students in school and two second-year students in high school, Mayuya temporarily left the battle line and went from Fujiwara to complete the secondary mission near Sensoji Temple.

There are still two days until Cage Island returns to Tokyo.

It's February 21, 2014, and it's raining.

Today's sky is a turbid blue, boring and disturbing. A dark brown moth rested on the upper edge of the wall. Its wings looked lifeless, and its huge furry body was dragged under the wings, motionless, as if it was about to sink into the light gray shadow. Mayu also rolled up a small ball of paper, aimed at it and threw it away, but it bounced off the moth's wing. The insect stood still.

There was a low rolling thunder from the ceiling.

Mayu also turned over and lay on the bed. Nine past three. She clicked on the map and planned where to go when she came back from Cage Island in two days. Fujiwara, who had made a big deal before leaving, came back to take the mission reward and treat the two "weak girls" to dinner. As he scrolled through the various lists, Mayuya's smile grew bigger and bigger. Her body sank deep into the bed, dangling with her feet crossed.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, with no intention of stopping. Mayuya fell asleep again in the middle of the night, and when she woke up, she was burning with an empty stomach. She got up from the bed in a daze. When did the moth fly to her hand? As she moved, the side of her little finger happened to brush against the insect's cool elytra, and the touch of the scaly powder made her scalp tingle. The moth, which had narrowly escaped death, finally changed its wings from being hit by a ball of paper a few hours ago. It flapped its wings like a fish caught out of the water. With zero unread messages, Mayu also put down her phone and moved out of the dormitory step by step, relying solely on the belief that she would not starve to death in the dormitory.

It was the thought of making Fujiwara's wallet bleed that made her endure the pain and go to the aunt in the dormitory to make a small bowl of cup noodles.

Fourteen fifty-eight. The phone she placed on the table vibrated - it was a message from Fujiwara.

[Something happened, so I may have to go back later. ] Attached is a pitiful expression begging for mercy. Mayuya bit her chopsticks, blushing under the teasing smile of the dormitory aunt and covering the corners of her mouth that she had raised on her own initiative.

"Is he her boyfriend?" The aunt looked at her with the "experienced" look that always appears on adults' faces at such times, covered her mouth and laughed "oh ho ho".

"Not yet!" She glanced at her phone guiltily, fearing that Fujiwara could hear such ridicule through the screen of her phone from dozens of kilometers away.

The aunt smiled happily and said with emotion: "Young man..."

Mayuya suddenly felt hot in the room, otherwise why wouldn't the heat on her face go away? After finishing the last bite of noodles, Mayu ran away as if she couldn't stay any longer.

Some things are meaningless if others don't expose them. The episode just now seemed to suddenly drop a handful of popping candy in Mayuya's heart, making her feel uneasy and uneasy. Gongjima has not returned from the trip, so Mayuya and Fujiwara plan to visit a hotel today to celebrate their promotion when they return to the high school in two days. By the way, they can eat and drink nearby and take photos to show off to Gongjima, who is still being squeezed. Just the two of them - does this count as... a date?

Mayu also felt that her heartbeat was a little louder today, as if she was a girl who was clearly worried. So before she could react, her body got through the number first.

The lengthy electric ringing in my ears at this moment could not cover up the beating of my heartbeat on my eardrums.

"...Hello?" A lazy voice came from the other end of the phone due to some distortion of the radio waves. It sounded like someone had just been snatched from a dream.

"He definitely likes me." Mayu heard herself say this. Cage Island was silent for a few seconds, and only slight breathing could be heard in the receiver, almost being drowned in the background sound.

"...You just want to say this?"

"Will he like me?" Mayuya used a question this time. The person on the other end of the phone was silent again. With nearly two years of friendship as classmates, Zhenyou also sensed that the other party was using silence to cover up his contempt for him. But she was really excited now, with a thousand butterflies flapping their wings in her throat. If she didn't talk about it anymore, this emotion would run out of her throat on its own. Rather than speaking unconsciously, she wanted to actively choose how to say this. So she said again: "I think Fujiwara must like me... No, does he really like me?"

"...Mayuya." After a moment of silence, Gongdao calmly called her name, "Your tone is so disgusting."

"But I'm very excited, Xiaoquan——"

Cage Island was silent again. In fact, instead of remaining silent, Mayuya always felt that her friend who was harassed by her whim actually wanted to kill her. But she won't say it out loud.

In a sense, she was right. After a brief silence, the call was cut off.

On the evening of February 21, 2014, it was 22:13.

What Mayuya was waiting for was not a text message from Fujiwara, but from Miss Glass. Before she could see the face under the white cloth, her instinct had already sounded the first level alarm. In fact, why do we need to go out of our way to see who the person who has lost vital signs is? The hand hanging down on the edge of the bed is enough to prove his identity - there is a light brown scar extending from the base of the palm to the side of the little finger, which was left when they were still in the first grade of the magician's evaluation. Don't lift the cloth, a voice in her heart screamed to warn her, but her body still acted without permission - that was the face of Fujiwara Aoi. Mayuya's mind went blank for a moment, as if a machine that had been running smoothly suddenly lost power or got stuck. The rough fabric slipped down again because of her unconscious loose hand.

There was a buzzing in her mind, as if someone had pried open her Tianling Cap and threw an atomic bomb inside. Miss Glass left the room at some point, her lips moved and she probably said something before leaving, but Mayuya's brain was in chaos, as if it was extremely quiet, but it was so noisy that she couldn't hear anything. When the door to the room is closed, the sound of the door lock clicking is like someone pulling the trigger.

Mayuya took a step back, feeling like the world was spinning. At first she thought it was an enemy attack, because the green ceiling suddenly moved away from her, while the floor under her feet pressed against her arm affectionately. With her eyes open, she felt ridiculous. She was half sitting and half lying on the ground. It took her a long time to realize that it was because she had lost all strength and fell down.

She knocked over the chair at her feet, the legs of the chair digging into her lower back. It should have been painful, but now her hands and feet were numb, and it felt more like drowning.

She was supposed to go. If it hadn't been for her temporary separation from the battle line, the person who was originally going to Sensoji Temple would have been Mayuya, not Fujiwara Aoi.

She was probably crying, otherwise why would she have been drowned by the hot and wet liquid that burst onto her face.

On February 21, 2014, second-level conjurer Aoi Fujiwara, a second-year conjurer at the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Conjuring, was confirmed dead.

When Fujiwara's non-magician parents were notified of their only son's death, they used the word "accident." The day of the funeral was a cloudless sunny day. Cage Island arrived late, and she still had a cool air-conditioning on her body. She was far different from Mayuya. Her eyes as she stared at her companion's coffin were too calm, as if she was staring at the common vegetation on the roadside.

At that time, what on earth was Longdao Quan thinking? To this day, until this name has been reduced to a few bytes engraved on a green and white tombstone, the true cause has not been identified.