Bald cape conjurer

After the Shibuya incident, the city seemed to return to peace.The reconstruction work of the subway station and surrounding buildings has started, and the falling stock price has recovered again.

But secretly, there are still several forces that are ready to move.

"That bald cloak's behavior of challenging the upper echelons of the magic circle is absolutely intolerable."

In the darkness, more than a dozen figures, tall and short, with different shapes were depicted.Among them, a man dressed as a ninja whispered: "It is said that the bald man's record is all obtained by taking advantage of the people around him. But even if he is clever, before he was exiled, he was only a third-level magician. "

Another person said: "The bald cape has left Wutiao's house just now, so it's time to start."

"Taking him now is not only in line with the wishes of the high-level officials. After that, his official career must be bright, and his promotion is in sight."

"Hey, don't talk to yourself, 'Assassination Purple'." Another person said dissatisfiedly, "That bald man is first come, first served."

"Then we have to see who is capable, the owner of the oil workshop, Xie Molan." The conjurer dressed as a ninja whispered.

In the next second, the figures of a dozen people in the dark flew in all directions in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

……

Boom!

"..."

Saitama withdrew his fist, and the figure in front of him fell to the ground with a "plop".

The sun shone on the body of the fallen man, making him invisible.I saw that this person's purple-black ninja uniform had become tattered, and the face scarf had fallen off a long time ago, revealing an ordinary-looking face with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and a huge bump bulged on his forehead.

"What happened today?" Saitama patted the dust on his gloves, raised his legs and walked around the ninja who fell on the ground, talking to himself while walking, "I didn't meet any curses, but always Someone I don't know suddenly rushed up to attack me. This is already No. 13 today."

"Where is the little bastard, what are you doing when you're full, it's really..."

Saitama muttered as he walked forward.But as soon as he turned the corner, a man wearing a samurai kimono and long hair tied up with a headband suddenly jumped out of the diagonal.

"I'm sorry." As soon as the visitor finished speaking, he raised his index finger and middle finger and poked Saitama's eyebrows.

The moment the finger touched Saitama's forehead, the bald head bounced back and forth like an egg with a spring.

Seeing that he had succeeded, the visitor was about to grab Saitama and take him away.However, when he looked up, he found that Saitama's head was still vibrating at a high frequency, but his dull eyes were always staring at him.

"Huh?" The man in hunting clothes was startled and froze in place.

"Suddenly appeared and poked my head with your finger... what are you trying to do?" Saitama's head stopped and shook back and forth, staring at him with displeasure.

"No, I..." The hunting clothes man's fingers trembled slightly, and sweat began to appear on his face.

Saitama got closer and closer with a dark face, and the gradually enlarged bald head kept encroaching on the man in the hunting clothes. His dull eyes looked in the man's eyes, and he actually had a bit of murderous look: "Why, are you here to find fault too? Do you want to fight?"

"No, of course not!"

The man in hunting clothes quickly raised his hand, took a few steps back, and said sweatingly: "You are Saitama, right? I am a conjurer from the Kamo family of the 'Royal Sanjia'. I came to you this time to discuss something, please." You get together."

"The Kamo family?" Saitama was taken aback for a moment, "Oh, is that family that is on par with Gojo and the Buddhist monastery?"

The envoy of the Kamo family immediately nodded like chicken pecking rice: "That's right. The Kamo family would like to invite you to have lunch."

"It turns out I'm inviting you to dinner. If you have something to say, please talk." Saitama's expression softened immediately, and he raised his hand to pat the shoulder of the man in kimono, "You poked my head when you came up, I thought you were coming to fight with me ..."

"This..." the Kamo family's envoy took out the blindfold and earplugs from his sleeve with some embarrassment, "Because the Kamo family's real estate in Tokyo is a secret location, we cannot bear the risk of disclosure, so on the way to the meeting place, You have to make sure you can't discern and remember the road you've traveled."

"Originally, I planned to use a spell to make you faint, and then take you there." The messenger of the Kamo family said cautiously, "But since it's useless, I have to let you use this."

Saitama silently looked at the blindfold and earplugs with a pair of dead fish eyes: "..."

……

Saitama, wearing blindfolds and earplugs, was carried on the shoulders of a man in a kimono, his hands drooping, dangling, and his bald head looked like an egg wrapped in cloth.

"It's so dark, I can't see anything," he complained loudly, "Isn't it here yet?"

"Ah, it's still close." The envoy of the Kamo family quickly replied.

"Did you say something?" Saitama still said loudly, "My ears are blocked and I can't hear!"

Messenger of the Kamo family: "..."

After being carried and bumped for about ten minutes, Saitama was finally let down.

After taking off the blindfold and earplugs, Saitama opened his eyes.What he saw made him exclaim in surprise: "Oh——"

What catches the eye is the rockery and flowing water and vermilion railings that are not lost to the Wutiao family.In the distance is a Japanese-style building, and there are several stone sculptures on the edge of the courtyard.

Saitama was staring at the scene in front of him in a daze when suddenly someone spoke behind him.

"Long time no see, Saitama."

"Huh?" Saitama was taken aback and turned around.

Appearing in front of his eyes was a mature-looking boy with his cheek hair tied up with a white headband and wearing an onmyoji-like safari suit.

——Kyoto school third grade, Kenji Kamo.

"Oh, it's you……"

Saitama pointed at Kenji Kamo.What emerged in his mind was the unobtrusive pride that Kamo Kenji showed when he won the game in the personal battle at the exchange meeting, and his contempt for Saitama who can only fight ordinary attacks.

"You're the one from the Kyoto school..."

"Kamo...Kamo...uh, that..." Saitama was trying to remember, "The fake chick..."

"It's Kamo Kenki."

Kamo Kenji interrupted Saitama's words.He said politely: "Let me formally introduce myself to you: I am Kenji Kamo, a quasi-first-class magician, and the next head of the 'Three Houses' Kamo family."

Saitama replied blankly: "So, are you here to invite the agreed lunch?"

"..."

Kamo Kenji's expression instantly became a little speechless.But he still said, "Come in with me first."

Saitama followed Kamo Kenji, and the two walked into a clean and spacious Japanese room.

The tatami mats under the feet are laid out seamlessly, and there are quite ancient picture scrolls hanging on the walls.There are several small tables in the room, and the tables are full of delicate dishes.

Behind the table at the top sat a middle-aged man who was also wearing a kimono.His appearance is somewhat similar to Kamo Kenji, with narrow and long eyes, the corners of his mouth turned down, and his expression is very majestic.

"This one is my father." Kenji Kamo introduced calmly, "He is the current head of the Kamo family."

"So you are also a conjurer?" Saitama said happily, "Please give me your advice."

Patriarch Kamo: "..."

"Ahem." Kamo Kenji cleared his throat, turned to Saitama and said, "Saitama, sit down first."

"Oh, the food looks so delicious!" Saitama sat down at the next table under Kamo Kenji's gesture.Looking at the dishes on the table, he couldn't help asking, "So why did you treat me to such a sumptuous meal?"

Kenji Kamo sat behind another table.He did not pick up the chopsticks, but put his hands on his knees, and said solemnly: "Two days have passed since the Shibuya incident. What you said after the Shibuya terrorist attack is over The world of magic has spread."

Saitama has already picked up the bowl and stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth: "Bajibajibaji..."

"Although your reputation is very bad at the moment, and conjurers who don't know the truth call you a 'fraudster who seeks fame'," Kenji Kamo continued, "but we understand that no matter what, we can get back to Shibuya from the beginning. To achieve this level in a complicated situation, it is impossible for you to have no strength at all."

Saitama chewed the food in his mouth, staring blankly at Kamo Kenji and the head of the Kamo family: "So?"

After a few seconds of silence, Kamo Kenji told the truth: "Even if you are a 'Heaven and Curse' who has no magic power at all, my father, the head of the Kamo family, intends to give you a chance to enter the Kamo faction and serve the Kamo family. opportunity to be effective."

Until then, Patriarch Kamo finally spoke.

"As a member of the 'Three Imperial Clans', although the Kamo family has fewer members than the Chanyuan family, the differentiation rate of the spells is also lower. As long as the children inherit the spells, they will inherit the strongest spells of the Kamo family with a high probability The formula is 'Red Blood Manipulation'."

"Compared to our Kamo family, the Chanyuan family has inherited a wide variety of spells, and the orthodox spell of the Chanyuan family's "Ten Kinds of Shadow Magic" has declined, and there is only one person in several generations. This is because they over-compete with other magicians in order to replenish fresh blood. Due to intermarriage of the family."

"As for the Wutiao family, those who have inherited the Wutiao clan's no-lower-limit spell, there is only Wutiaowu and one person in the current era. Only Wutiaowu and one person dominate the Wutiao family."

"Thus, although the Kamo family doesn't show their faces like the other two, but their comprehensive strength is still..." The head of the Kamo family slapped the table violently, "You stop talking and look at me!"

"Ah?" Saitama, whose cheeks were bulging, squeezed his chopsticks in a daze, and looked up at Patriarch Kamo, "Didn't you say you wanted to invite me to dinner? Didn't you let me eat?"

Kenji Kamo frowned, hesitated for a while, and said, "It's not that you are not allowed to eat. Saitama, you should listen to it first."

"There is one thing you may not know: Although the high-level decision to punish you is exile, in private, the high-level plan is to assassinate you." He said, "But if you become a magician of the Kamo faction, then you are considered a high-level , I’m afraid I have to sell Kamo’s face and stop the pursuit of you.”

"Hey, is that so?" Saitama broke the claws of the king crab on the table with a "click", "How did you know they were going to assassinate me?"

"Among the three imperial families, the one closest to the high-level is our Kamo family." Kenji Kamo explained, "Therefore, it is easier for Kamo to detect the movements of the high-level people than the other two."

"Although on the surface there is no further statement on your matter, in fact, the high-level has secretly arranged for a magician to get rid of you by taking advantage of the current public grievances against you in the magic world. Now, it can be used as an excuse to deceive you An impatient conjurer did it."

Kenji Kamo's face was very solemn: "Saitama, even if you can fight against the super curse, you may not be able to defeat that group of assassination troops. They will never fight you head-on, but will launch it in unexpected ways. attack."

"Really?" Saitama picked up the miso soup and asked curiously, "Who are those people?"

"There are about a dozen of them, and they are all assassination elites. We don't know their real names, we only know some titles."

Kenji Kamo said in a low voice, "For example, 'Yufangzhu'. His spell can make the objects it touches slippery like grease."

"...it sounds like a good fit to be a curling player," Saitama said.

"There is also 'Evil Lan'." Kenji Kamo gave a second example, "Her spell can form a wind blade, which is hard to guard against."

Saitama thought about it seriously: "Xia Tian's words should be very useful."

"And the most notorious...of the bunch, 'Assassination Purple.'"

Kenji Kamo said with a solemn expression: "No one has ever seen the appearance of 'Assassination Purple'. He is like a ninja, always hiding his face and refusing to show it to others. His appearance is the same as his own, and his technique is the same. Hidden away, not known to anyone."

"There is only one thing that can be confirmed about the information about 'Assassination Purple'. That is, none of the people he was targeting can escape unscathed." Kenji Kamo said, "Maybe he just passed you by on the road. A passer-by passing by, a cash register clerk in a convenience store, a new neighbor next door...you can never be on guard against him in advance."

"Really?" Saitama asked, "When is he going to attack me?"

"I don't know, but if he made a move on you, then you will know it is him." Kenji Kamo said in a low voice, "The power of 'Assassination Purple' is definitely an unforgettable level. There are rumors In other words, the actual level of 'Assassin's Purple' may already be close to super class."

"Really? So he is very strong?" Saitama couldn't help being a little excited when he heard this, "To be honest, I almost don't remember defeating those people at all. If it is a guy who is enough for me to remember, then I really look forward to fighting with him." He got into a fight."

Kamo Kenji choked for a moment: "... Saitama, don't you understand the seriousness of the matter?"

"Although thank you very much for inviting me to dinner, I don't intend to be a member of the Kamo family." Saitama still looked unnerved.

"If you don't join the Kamo family, father won't plead for you," Kamo Kenji said in a deep voice, "If you really meet the assassination team, Saitama, you might..."

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Kamo family, who had been sitting at the top and watching coldly, finally spoke again: "Xenji, talking too much is useless. Let him see for himself how powerful Kamo is."

Kenji Kamo was silent when he heard the words.And Saitama put down his chopsticks.

"Okay," he said, standing up, "just in time, I've finished my meal."

……

Saitama was brought to the garden by Kamo Patriarch and Kamo Kenki.Facing the rockery in the courtyard, Patriarch Kamo brewed a ball of rapidly rotating and compressed bright red blood in his palm.

I saw a red shadow passing by and hit the top of the rockery.The solid mountain rock instantly cracked, making a loud noise.The broken stones rolled down the mountain and fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Did you see it? This is the power of the Kamo family's 'Red Blood Manipulation Technique'." The head of the Kamo family said quite proudly, "In this case, you should be able to understand the strength of the Kamo family..."

In the next second, there was a loud noise that almost shattered the eardrums - Saitama punched the rockery.

A huge gap suddenly opened in the center of the seven or eight meter high rockery.Afterwards, the rockery was divided into two by Saitama's fist, and it completely collapsed towards both sides.

"I can do this kind of thing." Saitama turned his head and looked at Patriarch Kamo with dull eyes, "It's just breaking stones."

Seeing the rockery completely turned into rubble, Patriarch Kamo showed a rare look of astonishment in his eyes.And Kamo Kenji's surprise was clearly displayed on his face.

Saitama asked again: "If there is nothing else, can I go?"

"..."

After half an hour.

On the street with people coming and going, a bald man with a shiny head in a yellow jumpsuit and a white cape stood blankly.

"What, I was taken away to have a meal blindfolded, and was brought back again." Saitama said to himself, "I really don't understand what those 'Yusanjia' guys are thinking."

As Saitama walked, he remembered what Kenji Kamo had said to him just now.

None of the people who were targeted could get away with it... Saitama thought to himself, that "Purple of Assassination" sounds really powerful, which made him look forward to it.

"Okay," he thumped his palms, and made a decision, "Let's take a walk to fight monsters, and wait for that guy to come over."

Shiny bald head, fluttering cloak.Saitama continued walking down the street.

Passers-by kept passing by staring at his bald head and clothes.A passing little girl raised her hand and pointed at Saitama's head, shouting, "It's so bright——"

"Hush—" The mother on the side quickly dragged her away.

In the eyes of passers-by, Saitama walked forward calmly, gradually walking from the busy street to the remote road.

At this moment, he saw a shadow flashing from the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, another man in a black kimono and a white hakama rushed out from the slanted stabs.He stretched out his finger, said "Excuse me" quickly, and poked Saitama's forehead with his finger.

Saitama's head didn't even move this time, and his eyes were fixed on each other.

The man in the black kimono was startled when he saw Saitama standing upright, and subconsciously poked Saitama's head twice: "Ah? Why haven't you passed out yet..."

When he was standing there with a look of astonishment on his face, Saitama spoke:

"Why did you suddenly rush out and attack me?"

Saitama's eyebrows were wrinkled together, and his face was full of displeasure.But soon, he seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and his expression instantly became serious: "Could it be that you are..."

The dull expression on the bald head exuded a strange aura at this moment.Seeing this, the man in the black kimono subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his heart beat faster and faster, and his face turned pale.

In the next second, Saitama said confidently, "Assassination Purple?"

"Eh? Assassin's Purple?" The man in the black kimono was taken aback, "What is that?"

"Ah?" Saitama's serious face instantly changed back to a stick figure expression, "You are not 'Assassination Purple'. Then who are you? Why did you suddenly come out and poke my head?"

"That... I'm the envoy of the 'Yusanjia' Chanyuan family, and I'm here to invite you to meet with the order of the head of the Zenyuan Zhibi." The man in the black kimono immediately explained, "During the Shibuya terrorist attack two days ago, You have also traveled with the Patriarch for a while, right?"

"The Patriarch of the Chanyuan Family?"

Saitama put his hand on his chin to recall, and gradually an image of an elderly man holding a wine gourd and two beards on his lips appeared in his mind, and he suddenly realized: "Oh, it's that old man who is alcoholic."

"Anyway, the head of the family has something to invite you to the high-end restaurant 'Yinyue Pavilion' to discuss, and the refreshments have been prepared." The envoy of the Chanyuan family said hastily.

"Is there afternoon tea? What a coincidence, I just finished my lunch, and I feel that there is room in my stomach after doing some exercise just now." Saitama said excitedly, "Then let's go!"

"But let's talk," the bald head couldn't help asking after walking a few steps, "Why do you always poke my head with your fingers after you show up?"

"Huh? 'You'?"

The emissary of the Chanyuan family was a little stunned, but seeing Saitama's displeased expression, he quickly confessed: "Because the protagonist in the movie always acts like this when he knocks out the supporting role..."

"This kind of practice is very popular in the magic circle recently, so I couldn't help being cheap, and played a cool role just like the movie. I'm really sorry..."