Bald cape conjurer

In the silence of the night, in an abandoned building in the Meguro district of Tokyo, an overwhelming icefall froze a large area.

In the icefall, trapped a curse spirit whose head was completely frozen in the ice.

The curse spirit is all blue and white, tall, with strong limbs, and the top of the head is inlaid with the unique black and white eyes of amphibians, which are the size of an egg.

Now it is struggling to move its limbs, those dead fish eyes are staring closely at the front of the icefall, and a petite figure in a monk's robe is reflected on the surface of the eyeballs.

"call……"

Limei's short white hair fell down slowly.He blew out a mouthful of icy breath, gathered his robe, and walked towards the curse spirit frozen in the ice waterfall.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Limei's straw sandals stepped on the ice, and every step made the sound of ice shards falling.

As he approached, the ice on the curse spirit who was still trying to struggle became stronger and stronger.The ice shell spread from the bottom to the top as if it had life, and it climbed to the top of the curse spirit in a "krakkala" manner.The ice flakes encroached on the surface of its eyeballs bit by bit, eventually freezing those eyeballs into cloudy crystals.

When Limei walked up to the curse spirit, the curse spirit was completely frozen by ice.

Limei raised a hand, and gently placed the fingertips on the top of the curse spirit through the ice shell.

Inside the ice shell, the curse spirit's eyeballs trembled for a moment, then turned up feebly.

"Clatter!" There was a crackling sound, and the body of the curse spirit was completely shattered together with the ice shell, and disappeared completely as the spell power dissipated.And in the crushed ice on the ground, a dark purple finger stands out impressively.

Limei bent down and picked up her fingers carefully, even with a somewhat reverent gesture.

Just then, a voice came from behind him.

"Wow, little Limei, you really used the ice spell again, it's so cold—"

Chongmian Chunta walked over while rubbing his exposed arms.When Li Mei turned slightly to look back, he saw the double-faced Nuo fingers in Li Mei's hands.

"I got another one. This is already the seventh." Chuntai Zhongmian stared at the fingers in Limei's hand, and made an exaggerated movement, "Counting the eight fingers on the Gaozhuan side, there is still no finger. There are only five remaining...ah, I'm not very good at counting..."

While Zhongmian Chuntai was chattering, Limei carefully took out the package sealed with the spell from her arms.

After he opened the package, what appeared inside was another six purple-black fingers.

Limei pinned the newly obtained finger to the other six fingers, and then gently wrapped the cloth.

"Let's go." He put the package containing the two-faced Nuo fingers back into his arms, without paying attention to Mian Chuntai.

"Also," Lime said coldly, "call me 'Lord Lime'."

the next day.

"Although you said that there is a curse spirit that may swallow Su Nuo's finger, but I came here to see it again, and there is not even hair here."

Standing in the abandoned building, Saitama said to the phone with a displeased face.

"Ah, is it? But this is indeed the mission site observed by 'window'," Gojo Satoru's voice came through the phone, "Why don't you wait? Maybe that guy went out for a walk after dinner."

"No, there is no magic spirit who would casually go out for a walk." Saitama said speechlessly, "It should have been killed by someone. Some other magician made the move first, or the magic spirits spontaneously Cannibalism or something."

"Speaking of which, there is really a lot of water here."

Saitama stepped on the accumulated water on the ground a few times with his feet in red boots, splashing a lot of water, then looked up at the ceiling, "Is the building leaking?"

"Wait a minute," Gojo Wujo on the other end of the phone paused, "The report from the 'window' said that there may be a few other places where the curse spirit that swallowed Su Nuo's fingers may exist. There is a middle school in Shinagawa District Suspicious mana fluctuations were also found in the gymnasium. Today is just a day off, and there are not many students in the school."

Saitama's expression instantly turned into a serious face: "Okay, I'll go right away."

After finishing the call, Saitama walked out of the abandoned building.The warm sunlight shone on him, reflecting a faint glow on his bald head.

"The middle school in Shinagawa... definitely catch up this time!" Saitama muttered silently, bending down slightly, with the white cloak raised behind him.

Hearing a "boom", he bounced out like a cannonball, his cloak fluttering behind his back, and he disappeared across the street in an instant with billowing smoke and dust.

After he left, the smoke cleared.A few minutes later, two office workers in shirts passed by in front of the abandoned building.

One of them suddenly pushed the other: "Hey, look, what is this?"

"Eh?"

The two office workers stopped and looked down at the ground.

I saw two deep footprints with cracks on the sidewalk in front of the abandoned building.

"Could it be the footprints that people stepped on when they started running?" the office worker who found it first asked in surprise.

"How is it possible," his companion complained, "it must be so strong to be able to step on such footprints. It should be just the shape of someone's engraving here to pretend to be a ghost. This type of street artist is quite There must be more."

"However, this shape is really carved."

……

"There's still nothing! It was taken care of by someone else!"

Standing in the middle of the empty gymnasium of Shinagawa Ward Middle School, Saitama called Gojo Satoru again with an uneasy face.

"Hey, is it real or not?" This time Gojo Satoru's voice was also somewhat startled, "Can you confirm again?"

"What are you confirming? If you don't have it, you really don't have it!" This time Saitama was already frothing, "And there is a lot of water here, my boots are all wet!"

"..."

On the other end of the phone, Wujo Satoru, who was staring at the training of Knotabazu Yujin and Todo Aoi in the high school dojo, was thoughtful.

Water was found at both sites, was it by chance?

After a moment of silence, he said, "Besides these two places, there are several other suspicious places."

"The next location is the art gallery in Nerima."

Saitama ran all the way, and the hurricane brought up the skirts of the girls walking the dog on the side of the road.The girl's scream was accompanied by the chihuahua's dog barking loudly.

"The next location is the expressway in Wenjing District."

On the highway, in the driver's seat of a moving truck, the driver was holding the steering wheel and humming a little tune.Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a yellow-white bald shadow flashing past, and his eyes widened in fright: "Huh?"

"The next location is under the bridge in Shibuya District."

Saitama's bloodshot eyes widened, and he ran all the way under the bridge, panting with his hands on his knees.The crayfish in the river below the bridge slowly crawled over and grabbed his boot toe with its pincers.

"The next location is in Setagaya District..."

"The next location is in Shinjuku..."

"There are also those in Taito District..."

As the sun was setting, under Gojo Satoru's command, Saitama ran all seven or eight places where the "window" had observed abnormal fluctuations in mana power and where there might be a mantra that devoured Su Nuo's fingers, but found nothing.

—everything seemed so peaceful!

"Huh, huh, huh..." Saitama held the phone up to his ear, gasping for breath and said resolutely, "Where is the next place?"

"Hey...that Saitama, don't you really need to take a break?" Gojo Satoru heard Saitama panting heavily through the phone and asked with concern.

"No, I must eliminate at least one curse today!" Saitama's bald head was covered with veins, "Next!"

"The next one is from Chiyoda Ward..."

Saitama ran all the way again and rushed to the alley in Chiyoda District at the fastest speed.

Walking into the gloomy alley all the way, Saitama gasped and looked around a few times: "Where is the curse? Where is it?"

As his words fell, something suddenly jumped out of the gloomy alley.

——It was a curse in the shape of a human being covered with keyboards.The keyboard has been integrated into the body of the curse, growing together with the flesh.The buttons protrude slightly from under the cursed skin, like disgusting tumors.

In the cursed eye sockets are not eyes, but a few keyboard keys.It opened its mouth, and the sound of keyboard tapping came out of its mouth.

"Spray you to death... patter...spray you to death..."

It was too late to say it, and there was a sound of liquid surging in the cursed mouth of the keyboard, and a trace of white smoke with a foul smell came out.It rushed towards Saitama like claws and claws: "Acid breath..."

Before he could finish cursing on the keyboard, Saitama pinched his nose with one hand and punched out with the other hand, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes: "Finally caught one!"

Boom!

The head of the keyboard curse disappeared instantly, and a large pile of scattered keyboard keys spewed out from his neck.It fell to the ground with a "snap", its body lost its mana supply, and quickly turned into ashes and disappeared.

"call……"

Saitama held the punching posture for two seconds, then withdrew his fist and let out a deep breath.

In the next second, the red blood in his eyes had disappeared, and he was no longer panting.

I saw that Saitama's expression changed from the overcast clouds just now, and suddenly became clear. The whole person seemed to be reborn, and even his bald head shone like the headlights of a car that had just been wiped.

"Finally solved one, we can go back today," he said to himself, and then glanced at the place where the curse on the keyboard just disappeared, "ah, there are no fingers."

……

at night.

In the room of the dog curly thorn, the sound of "clicking" the button of the handle continued.The four-person group that has formed naturally for a while-the dog curly spine and the panda, Saitama and Genos, are playing the game attentively.

"I always feel that Saitama's spirit is good today," the panda asked while biting a piece of bread while manipulating the game character forward, "Did something good happen?"

"No, it's not a good thing." Saitama mechanically pressed the X button with his finger, "It's just that today I killed a curse that was probably born by an Internet troll, and relieved some of the pressure accumulated in the game. Ah, here's a prop."

"Speaking..." Saitama pressed the X button with his hand, and his eyes slipped to the panda beside him, "When you play games, you usually eat snacks. Why do you eat bread?"

"Of course I eat bread (パンダ) because..." the panda suddenly roared angrily, "I'm a panda (パンダ)!"

"...It's so cold." Saitama silently stared at the bread in the panda's mouth.

"Mentaizi." Gou Juanji said suddenly.

"Eh? What do you mean?" Saitama asked.

"It means that your character, Saitama, is about to be killed by mobs." Panda replied calmly.

"Ugh!" Saitama hurriedly turned his attention back to the screen, frantically pressing the buttons in his hand.

"Teacher, I'll help you!" Janos called out immediately.He controlled his character and quickly ran to the side of Saitama's character, "Damn handball ghost, how dare you hit the teacher with the ball!"

3 minute later.

"Damn it..." Genos slammed his fist on the ground, "It was my poor support that caused the teacher and I to be beaten to death by the handball ghost!"

"No, Genos," Saitama stared blankly at the screen, "it's not your fault... Let's play another round."

……

When the four of them were having fun in the dormitory, Gojo Satoru, who was standing at the top of the city tower, took off the blindfold on his face, and silently searched for the movement of the curse with his six eyes.

The night wind lifted his silver-white hair and black clothes, and the lights of the city reflected into those clear blue eyes.Gojo Gojo looked thoughtfully at the bustling city and the busy road, his body remained motionless, like a statue.

Suddenly, the phone in Gojo Satoru's pocket vibrated "buzzing".He took out his phone and glanced at it.

It's an email from Yizhi Jieko.

After Saitama lost the air, Gojo Satoru arranged for Iji Kiyo to take live photos of those locations.

The slender fingers quickly swipe across the phone screen, and the fingertips are illuminated by the light of the screen.After Gojo Satoru quickly browsed through the photos sent by Kiyoko Yiji, he tilted his head slightly.

Sure enough, every site had accumulated water, and some sites could still see traces of freezing.

——After the knotweed Youren swallowed the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo, the two-faced Su Nuo revived in the body of the knotweed Youren.And the fingers that were scattered all over the place and in deep sleep also began to gradually wake up and become active.

The more fingers that Yu Zhang Youren swallowed, the more power the two-faced Su Nuo retracted, the more active the fingers swallowed by the curse, and the easier it is to be discovered.

Saitama asked to accept the task today, and it happened that Yuuhito Knotabazu swallowed his eighth finger two days ago, so Gojo Satoru collected the abnormal mana fluctuations observed by "window" in the past two days, and asked him to check them one by one.As a result, most of the curses in the locations were killed by people first.

And the water stains left on the scene without exception undoubtedly explained one point - that is, it was the same person who killed those curses that suddenly became active.And that person's spell is related to "water" or "ice".

The curse has already taken action.

The next day.

Toshima Ward, Tokyo.

The viewing hall on the side of the racetrack is full of people, and through the glass, you can see the galloping horses on the long runway.The short riders were leaning on their horses, deftly directing their horses towards the finish line.

In the front of the viewing hall are several rows of single-person viewing seats, and there is a round semi-open small box specially prepared for VIP guests at the back.On the round table in the private room, bread, ham, caviar, champagne and other delicacies that can be enjoyed as long as you can afford it are also prepared.

The hall was crowded with all kinds of people, but most of them held race tickets in their hands.Fuheshier, who was sitting in the single-person viewing booth in front, was no exception.

He squeezed the crumpled race ticket in his hand, and stared at the race ahead with all his attention.

The voice of the narrator reverberated in the hall through the hidden speakers: "It's coming, it's coming... The first one is out, it's the racehorse 'Pig Rush' on Track 5!"

Fu Heisher's hand holding the race ticket tightened suddenly.

He looked down, and the crumpled race ticket in his hand was the name of the No. 1 racehorse Jtwe.

"...Ah, it would be great if I could go back an hour and buy 'Pig Rush'."

Fu Heisher threw away the race ticket in his hand, leaned his muscular body on the back of the chair, and half-lyed on the narrow plastic chair in the single-person viewing seat.

He leaned his neck against the back of the chair, looked backwards, and suddenly saw a waiter in a vest and a sequined bow tie walking with a tray, and finally stopped behind his chair.

Fu Heisher maintained the posture spread out on the chair, looking down at the waiter, the Adam's apple on his neck obviously rolled up and down with the voice: "What?"

"Hello, sir. This is what the two ladies at table 17 ordered for you." The waiter said politely, holding a goblet of champagne on the tray.

Fu Heisher was silent for a moment, then stretched his abdominal muscles slightly, and sat up.He took the champagne from the waiter and looked towards table 17.

——Over there is a semi-open VIP box, and there are two women around 30 years old sitting in the box.They wear dresses that accentuate their body curves, their hair is beautifully but troublesomely braided, and they wear sparkling jewelry on their earlobes, necks, wrists, and fingers, and their bags are also of luxury brands.

A rich lady who came out to have fun?Fu Heisher thought to himself, and when he met the eyes of the two women, he smiled ambiguously at them, and raised his goblet to take a sip.

Although the horse race was lost, it was not for nothing this time.

Fu Heisher stood up while holding the cup, and walked towards the box.Facing the eyes of the two women, he walked into the box and raised his glass at them: "Champagne, thank you very much."

One of the long-haired women stared at his face, while the other short-haired woman showed a smile on her face: "I don't know if you...would you mind sitting here? After all, the viewing position here is better than the one below better place."

"Then respect is worse than obedience." Fu Heisher took advantage of the situation and sat down.

He did not sit between the two women, but sat down politely a little distance from them.After all, Fu Heisher has a lot of experience in this kind of scene, and knows that it is easier to please a rich woman with a handsome boy than a man with a clear ambition.

——Of course, he can get more things than the former type of man.

Sure enough, after he sat down, the atmosphere in the box seemed to relax a little.

"You can eat everything on the table as much as you want, you don't need to worry about it." The short-haired woman who smiled at Fuhesher just now pushed the bread and caviar on the table towards him, "If you need anything else , you can talk all you want. It doesn’t matter how much you order. The bill is at our table.”

Fuheshier's eyes fell on the hand of the short-haired woman.

"Really?" He raised his hand suddenly, touched the scar on his lip with his thumb, and smiled slightly, "Then I won't be polite."

Uncharacteristically, Fuheshier picked up the menu on the table and glanced at it from high to low.

"From this page to this page," he called the waiter and gestured with the menu, "I want all the dishes."

"In addition, we need a cold cut platter, foie gras, and a bottle of red wine." Fu Heisher scanned the menu, ignoring the pale complexions of the two women beside him, "I want this bottle for 88 yen. .”

The waiter had never seen such a battle before, so he glanced at the two women blankly.

"Didn't you hear?" The short-haired woman took out a card and handed it to the waiter. "He said he wanted to order those."

"Understood, please wait a moment." The waiter took the card, bowed, turned and walked away.

Silence continued for a moment.

"So you're still an expert in wine tasting?" The long-haired woman couldn't help but speak. Although she was smiling, her expression was a little stiff.

"Ah, don't count." Fu Heisher leaned back on the back, put his right leg on his left leg, and said casually, "I just thought 88 was a good number, so I ordered it."

"..."

Soon, the food ordered by Fu Heisher was served like water.He didn't say anything, and started to eat hungrily.

The sky and the curse gave Fuheshier a physical ability far beyond that of ordinary people. He could even fight against a magician with magic power only with this body.But to maintain the daily consumption of this superhuman body, he needs to consume enough energy.

Now the waiters are filling the table with expensive beef, lobster, sea cucumber and other dishes.Normally, these foods are enough to feed four or five people, but this is not a problem at all for Fuheshier who is bound by the sky and cursed.After eating these things, his lower stomach can even remain flat.

Fuheshier's movements are not rude, but his eating speed is fast.The two women were stunned.It wasn't until Fu Heisher ate most of the food on the table like a storm and began to slow down the eating speed with red wine, that they came back to their senses.

"Hey, sister, it's kind of boring here," the long-haired woman said stiffly, "Do you want to go somewhere else? For example... to take a yacht or something?"

"Okay," the short-haired woman responded quickly, and then turned to Fuheshier, "We are going to go on a yacht. I would like to invite you to go with me. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Fu Heisher put down the knife and fork in his hand, and glanced at the two sisters lightly: "Then let's go."

……

After leaving the racetrack, Fuheshier followed his sisters into a black four-seater convertible sports car.

The black bangs were blown up by the wind, revealing Fu Heisher's eyebrows and eyes with a bit of the genetic characteristics of a Buddhist monk.He looked indifferently at the constantly speeding scenery outside the car, and said casually, "It's really far away to take a yacht."

"Yes," the short-haired sister who was driving replied with a smile, "It's indeed a bit far."

"Not only is it a little far away, but..."

Speaking of this, Fu Heisher's scarred lips slightly evoked a smile.

"Your family's yacht," he said with contempt in his eyes, slowly spit out a few words, "it was rowed in the mountains."

The black sports car was driving fast on the mountain road.But the pair of sisters changed their attitude just now, one of them was driving the car, and the other took out a magic dagger from the bag at some point, and pressed it against Fu Heisher's waist.

"Don't move." The long-haired sister held the knife and threatened softly, "It's coming soon..."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a strange cry in the air: "Ah--"

A figure suddenly descended from the sky with flames all over his body, and fell heavily in front of him like a meteorite.The moment it landed, a large hole was smashed into the flat road, and smoke and dust rose all around, covering the line of sight.

The short-haired sister slammed on the steering wheel and braked suddenly.However, the smoke and dust still rushed like a storm, enveloping the entire sports car.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the long-haired sister said vigilantly: "We are the curse master 'Sister Tianshui' who has joined the side of the curse spirit, and the one who descended just now is the super-class Master Lihu. What Master Lihu wants to say to you next is very important, You give me honestly..."

"Eh?"

The long-haired sister suddenly noticed something strange.She retracted her fingers slightly, and said in amazement, "Where's my spell tool?"

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.And Fu Heisher, who was still sitting on the side just now, disappeared without a trace, together with the magic tool in the hand of the long-haired sister.

The Tianshui sisters looked forward at the same time.I saw that in the center of the big pit on the ground ahead, besides Leuhu, there was an extra figure at some point.

Fu Heisher, who was still in the car just now, was already standing behind Leu Hu.He was holding the spell tool he had snatched from the long-haired sister, and the blade was right against Leuhu's huge eyeball.

"I thought who was going to lure me here out of blood. It turned out to be the curse spirit."

Fu Heisher looked at Leuhu's blue volcanic head, and the corners of his lips curled up: "I've been dead for more than ten years, and I don't know that the mantra looks so unique these days."

Leaky Hu: "..."

At the same time, in the college dormitory.

Saitama adjusted the cloak on his shoulders and tightened the red gloves on his hands.

Janos on the side saw this and asked quickly: "Teacher, are you going to go out to perform the mission? I will go with you too!"

"No," Saitama shook his head, "I'm about to go up to the third level now, and Genos is now a quasi-level one. If I go with you, even if the curse is defeated, maybe those high-level people won't think I must have completed the task on my own.”

"This time I'll go alone."

Said, Saitama strode out of the door.

——Let’s go out to enforce justice today!

By the way, go to the ATM to withdraw money to buy a dish.