Natsume's Little Mister

"Natsume."

A voice suddenly came from the side, Natsume heard the reputation, and Dazai Osamu appeared not far away.

It is his soul body.

Gojo Satoru felt abnormal and looked over, but only saw a blank space.

"Are you okay?" Natsume leaned halfway, looked up at Osamu Dazai's illusory soul body, and asked a little uncertainly.

Osamu Dazai spread his hands, and said briskly: "It's all right, I just accidentally tripped myself, and my calf is a bit fractured. I'm lying in the dormitory and I can't run around, so I use my soul body to go out and walk along the way. look at you."

Osamu Dazai would not admit that he came here because he was very worried.

Natsume blinked, laughing inwardly.

Inadvertently, Osamu Dazai thought of his brain waves together, and he also planned to use his soul and body to do things everywhere, and Osamu Dazai came just in time.

Just as a coolie, follow him to work.

Osamu Dazai: I didn't expect that he was not only captured by hell as a social animal, but also came to Natsume's place to work QAQ.

Why did his life gradually approach Ango after meeting Oda Saku?Is Oda Saku Taifei infected him, or does he look like a social animal who works honestly?

This is outrageous!

Regardless of Dazai Osamu who was smiling forcefully and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Natsume was still very puzzled when he saw Gojo Satoru when he turned around, so he concentrated some soul power on his eyes.

Only then did Gojo Satoru see Osamu Dazai approaching from the side, thinking that this man was about to work for them for free, he rarely showed a warm smile to this man with a dark aura.

Gojo Satoru: Welcome, welcome!

Dazai Osamu: Reject the three consecutive!

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"Teacher, how are you preparing?"

Natsume sat upright and started talking about business.

"It's not too late. It just so happens that the monster side has lost a lot of manpower this time. We can take advantage of this opportunity to launch an attack." Natsume added.

Gojo Satoru watched him struggling to talk about business, sighed in his heart, his face became serious, and said, "The preparation went well, thanks to you attracting the attention of those old guys here."

Natsume smiled self-deprecatingly: "A super conjurer was besieged in front of so many people, so the conjurer world must have exploded right now?"

He felt like a guide//fire//lead.

Obviously he is a person who doesn't like war, but he wants to start a war, which is also extremely ironic.

Jia Ruozi touched his forehead, which was still burning, and comforted him: "Don't think too much, there are more and more curses in the world, and the power of curse spirits is expanding rapidly. In order to avoid making the future worse because of these people Difficult, our current war is necessary and necessary."

"Right and wrong, I will leave it to future generations to judge." Wujo Wu also said.

Jiarui Nitzi nodded, then paused, and saw that Natsume's complexion improved before he said: "My opinion is as soon as possible, those old guys are not very strong, but I have to admit that their scheming and methods are indeed very powerful. If it drags on, I'm afraid there is a risk of exposure."

Several people looked at each other, and a flash of determination flashed in their eyes at the same time.

Expand the map, if we mark the place where each spell appears.

You will find that in recent years, the light spots on the map have become more and more dense and expanding, and some places on the map that were originally dotted with dots have been connected into a light area.

Anyone who has seen this map that has been eaten away will be terrified, but this map is sealed as top secret and classified into the deepest archives, and very few people have seen it.

On TV stations and on the Internet, there is still hustle and bustle, and the world is full of false prosperity and glitz.

No one knew that under the cover of darkness, more and more young and passionate lives died tragically on the battlefield, and countless ridiculous crimes were sentenced to death one after another.

However, as the apex of the order, the top executives who should have taken the lead, only cared about their own power, only cared about balance, and only cared about eliminating dissidents.

Not only did they not increase their efforts in nurturing newcomers, but they also played tricks in private. Basically, all excellent seeds encountered various obstacles and curses that exceeded their abilities.

There are more and more magicians sacrificed, and more and more magic spirits.

Looking forward to today's magic world——

Experienced conjurers are exhausted, disabled, sacrificed...the list goes on; young rookies are full of enthusiasm, but they are secretly caught; growing stronger...

Unwillingness is brewing, anger gradually ignites the flame in my heart, and it burns more and more vigorously!

Silent, silent, waiting, dormant, just waiting for a flame to completely appear in the hopeless darkness and despair, the magma that sleeps in the depths of a volcano is about to break through all obstacles, burn itself, and be willing to turn into ashes, The world is still clean!

And for this fire, they have waited for too long.

It's been so long that the faces of friends are vicissitudes, and the number of comrades around me is getting less and less, and it's been so long that I have broken arms and limbs...

On that day, there seemed to be nothing unusual in the magic world.

The sky was still gray.

People should laugh and cry, as if they are still in the normal world.

And this day is a little different!

The silent person raised his head and saw a beam of light falling through the gap in the dark cloud. With his palms covering his chest, a warm heart beating...

Beating, faster and faster, looking down, there seemed to be a rising flame in their eyes.

In the deep forest, the monsters who had just lost some of their subordinates were still cursing angrily;

On the beach, the mantra is kicking a football made of Leuhu's head;

In the headquarters of the Conjurer Association, in the hall, the old monsters were discussing again, wanting to call back Yi Gu who had gone abroad, and deal with Gojo Satoru and Knotweed Yuhito who have been restless recently;

……

Weak flames came from all directions, every large city, every organization under the Conjurer's Association, like a spotlight in the haze.

The flames gathered more and more, burning silently...

Sunset and dusk, the hour of magic.

The clouds in the sky were illuminated by the setting sun like a burning fire, like blood spilled on the world.

The cold wind of late spring is cold, but there is hope in the cold.

The clock is "tick-tick", the minute hand is pulled diagonally, and the second hand coincides with the minute hand with a "click" sound!

The flame erupted, the horn blew, and the sleeping volcano finally stunned the world after countless years of brewing.

Headquarters of the Conjurers Guild.

The biggest battleground of this innovation called "Spring Buds".

Looking at the one-sided battle situation, watching countless gorgeous spells light up in the world, blood is flowing, but the light in people's eyes is getting brighter and brighter!

Two illusory figures floated in mid-air, and a huge phantom in a different space slowly unfolded.

In a different space, pairs of eyes are enthusiastic, questioning, or angry. The only thing they have in common is that they all focus on the battlefield.

In the middle of the battlefield, Wujo Gou faced dozens of powerful conjurers alone, but he showed no fear on his face, and instead became more aggressive.

All kinds of incantations rushed from all directions, and the light covered his figure. In the eyes of everyone, he tore the light and walked out, with a wanton smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly:

"Boundless space—"

In an instant, the universe was far away, covered by a black hole, the brain was exploded, and the body became a piece of wood.

The strongest is indeed the strongest!

Enemies were defeated one after another, and one grim-looking soul after another was locked on the Soul Chain in Dazai Osamu's hands. They were souls full of evil/heart and sin, and the depths of their souls were soaked in malice;

Similarly, more and more wounded were gathered in Natsume's different space, and Jiarui Nizi was busy inside, getting injured, recovering, and re-entering the battlefield... The continuous attack made the headquarters crumbling.

Wars are staged in one place after another, and good news comes from one place after another.

And in the headquarters as the focal point, the high-level executives who were beaten into a panic ran away, and when they finally found that there was no turning point, they turned on the communicator, trying to contact the monster and the curse spirit.

It's really evil/heart-wrenching!

Betrayal of humans is worse than pigs and dogs!

Fortunately, they were prepared for this situation. The continuous busy tone came from the communicator, and a red cross on the signal grid made them completely desperate.

In this battle, everyone did their best, and the aura of pressing to the extreme and bottoming out dispelled all fear and despair.

Finally, the sun in the sky completely disappeared into the horizon, and the silver-white moonlight fell through the clouds.

Before the monsters in the deep forest and the cursed spirits from all over the world danced in the underworld again, the battle——

ended……

Dilapidated walls and ruins, the surviving people cried and laughed while covering their wounds...

The gate of hell opened, and the figure of Mr. Ghost Lantern appeared above the headquarters.

He frowned, stared at Natsume and Dazai seriously for a while, and then said word by word:

"There is a serious shortage of hell staff, and the troubles you cause will be left to you to solve."

As he said that, he pointed to Wujo Wu and the others in front of him, and said in a fierce tone: "Yes, it's you, the white-haired one over there, don't think I can't see that you are the leader of trouble, and you can't run away." , Give me all to work in hell!"

The souls of many high-level people who were tied up by Osamu Dazai were still restless after death, and they were still furiously yelling at Gojo Satoru and others, and even bit back after seeing Lord Hell Ghost Lamp, asking him to uphold justice.

Hearing Ghost Lamp's seemingly fair but highly biased decision suddenly, he was dumbfounded.

The sound was instantly silenced, and it was frozen into gray and white statues.

It's just retribution!

This is probably the first time hell has welcomed so many temporary employees.

Hell is divided into eight hot hells and eight cold hells, and there are more than 200 departments. It is said that ghost lamps were imported from an ancient oriental hell, modified and deployed, and it will definitely make people understand the charm of this trip.

Eight hot hells - waiting for life, black rope, public union, screaming, screaming, burning heat, great burning heat, and Abi;

The Eight Cold Hells - Ebudha, Nirabudha, Azha, Abobo, Huhupo, Yupala, Patmo, and Mahapatma. (1)

One by one, it is estimated that there will be more than thousands of years, especially if the one who sentenced them is the oppressed innovator.

Both the host and the guest are completely reversed. How arrogant the high-level people were in the past, how regretful they are now, the red-hot iron/iron and the biting ice, the two heavens of ice and fire...

Seeing their miserable situation, even Osamu Dazai couldn't help but shudder silently.

Then thinking of their evil deeds, they applauded again.

Recently, the atmosphere in hell has been particularly solemn. The newly-dead souls are shivering and listening to the endless screams, each of them is as cute as a little sheep.

On the contrary, it is the [-] Great Hells. The cheerful laughter of the conjurers who were brought to work and the cursing, screaming, and begging of the old monsters merged together, which almost frightened the passing souls on the spot. Go over again.

Outside of hell, through the tunnel of hell, Natsume sent back the grassroots personnel and family members who maintained the operation of the magic circle in the different space one by one.

The grassroots continued to operate, and the conjurers who had experienced a great battle were full of enthusiasm and vigorously suppressed the monsters and curse spirits who had just learned the news and were urgently ready to go.

In this process, the supernatural powers and the king helped a lot.

Especially Zhou Fangzun, the original red king, who became a conjurer, he is no less than a wooden bow sheet to the curse spirit, and the red flame burns the sky as if it is about to melt.

Along with him are Buteisha and Port Mafia.

Buteisha's tacit cooperation and accurate prediction, as well as the strong strength of the port Mafia are amazing.

In this battle, their fame spread throughout Japan, and Yokohama, a seemingly ordinary coastal city, has completely attracted the attention of many forces.

Mori Ogai counted the incoming trade orders, smiling like a fox.

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The author has something to say:

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Come late, come late~

(1) From Baidu.

感谢在2021-01-3123:56:50~2021-02-0200:01:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Scarlet Feather☆1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Peerless Meridian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!