Yokohama High School of Magic

It was dark outside the glass door, and few people came to the desolate area comparable to the suburbs.

It's just that today, the clinic, which usually leaves work on time at seven o'clock in the evening, is still lit at ten o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Out of the understanding of your school, we have completed most of the commissions in Yokohama last month. Some of the tasks involving first-level and special-level tasks are still in progress. We will hand over to your school within three days."

The gray suit fit well, the round-frame glasses were spotless, and the forehead hair was thrown back. Ango Sakaguchi reached out and took the five-centimeter-thick document.

He quickly scanned the content on it, browsing the text at an astonishingly fast speed.

Finally, Ango Sakaguchi, who quickly browsed through the documents in a very short period of time, gathered the documents, and his voice was meticulous, but strangely elegant like a nobleman: "Thank you. We will contact your school at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Principal Noctua, please complete the paperwork in your school before handing over the task."

"Ok."

Yidizhi Jiegao breathed a sigh of relief quietly, but at this moment he still felt incomparably on pins and needles.

In the lobby on the first floor of the clinic, the original reception area was opened and replaced by a long table with two people sitting on either side of the table.

Iji Kitaka and Nanami Kento sat near the glass door, Sakaguchi Ango and Mori Ogai sat inside.

"Please take a look."

Ango Sakaguchi handed the document in his hand to Mori Ogai, with respect in his words, but his voice was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Thank you, Ango-kun." Mori Ogai took the document and smiled.

"Then, Mr. Ichichi." Ango Sakaguchi pushed the round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, expressionless.

"Next, let's continue discussing matters related to the proposal to 'build a defense system for the Yokohama district'."

Yidi Zhijie gulped, her voice was the same as usual, but her tone lacked confidence: "Okay...Okay."

The proposal of 'Building a Defense System for the Yokohama District' is a supervisory command document temporarily issued by the upper echelon of the magic world on the second day after the Yokohama school's victory. A major vicious incident occurred, and a protection system integrating monitoring lines and protection was set up in various important cities in Japan.

In short, the upper echelons of the conjurer world want to install a super-large surveillance network in Yokohama, just like Batman did in Gotham.

Natural blindness: that must be impossible.

That is to say, the first time the other party came into contact with the temptation, they sent Nanami Jianren and Yizhi Jiegao, two people who had more or less contact with the Yokohama school, and it seemed that they planned to head-to-head with the Yokohama school.

"The upper echelon of the magic world is on fire." The natural eye-catching is quite clear: "If the Yokohama school is a safe and orderly school, and they usually fight spells, they probably won't be so radical."

Out of fear of the unpredictable strength of the Yokohama school, it is impossible for the upper management, who has always put safety first, to issue such radical measures. There is only a sister school battle between the slow recruitment and the radical supervision. I also know that it is because of Gojo Enlightenment The "balanced" remarks made by the upper management realized that the situation had exceeded expectations.

It is better to act first, pretending to be gentle and adopting a negotiation method to test the reaction of the Yokohama school, and on the other hand, the monitoring network of Yokohama City has actually been rushing to work overnight.

You have to ask why Born Eyed knows that no networked data can hide from the eyes of the little robot.

"First of all, I will give you a clear answer. Our school will never agree to this proposal."

The coldness in Ango Sakaguchi's words made Iji Kiyoko subconsciously lean back, and once again cried bitterly in his heart why such diplomatic matters should be entrusted to him who was never good at it, obviously he was the supervisor on the special task side.

"Well...well, regarding this proposal, we also know that it has violated the relevant interests of the Yokohama school. Your school can ask for compensation as much as you want, and we will do our best to meet it... It's just that this protection system is to prevent extraordinarily serious incidents. It happened, it has already passed the review of the council, and it is only good for the life of the citizens of Yokohama City..."

Yidizhi Jiegao's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared gradually.

There was silence in the huge space.

There was no one outside the glass door, and there was a deep silence both indoors and outdoors.

Mori Ogai swept Yiji Keiko lightly with a faintly smiling gaze, but he felt his blood freeze for a second.

Think about it, think about it, think about it, you can't leave a gap on the negotiating table for the other party to put pressure on silently!

Yidizhi Jiegao's throat rolled down, fine drops of sweat emerged from his forehead, his voice was weak, and there was a slight tremor at the end, but the logic was still clear:

"This time, this proposal is only out of consideration for the safety of citizens. It just uses the military forces of each school as a key node in the system for timely response. It is also implemented in Tokyo and Kyoto. I promise not to interfere with the privacy of any of your schools."

Jianren Qihai sat beside him, wearing a dark blue shirt, the mirror of the watch reflected the light, his eyes were calm and serious, and he never spoke.

"If the Yokohama school feels offended... I am the first to apologize to you here, and you, you can propose the compensation you want."

"We heard that there is a second-year student in your school who seems unable to control the magic power freely. The magic world happens to have magic equipment that can stabilize the relevant situation. If your school needs...we...the magic world can give it with both hands at any time!"

Opposite Nanami Jianren was Mori Ogai, and the eyes of the two met in mid-air.

Just as Ango Sakaguchi was about to speak, he suddenly thought of something, and asked the little robot temporarily in his heart: "Does that spell have any related tasks? What kind of grade is it?"

The little robot opened the task list: "The red magic tool: [Bodhi Seed] is used to stabilize the user's unstable mana fluctuations. There are two related temporary tasks, green and orange. The difficulty factor of the orange task is too high under the comprehensive evaluation. It is recommended that you accept the green task."

"lucky."

Born to be dazzled, he was just asking casually, but he didn't expect it to be true. Thinking of the red spell that he might get, his mood immediately improved.

"Can you..."

The little robot instantly understood what he meant: "For those who are compatible, the exchange function can only be used once in a period of time, and there is a limit on the number of times. It is recommended that you save the opportunity for future accidents."

"OK." Naturally Dazzling gave up regretfully.

"even so--"

Sakaguchi Ango's words were interrupted by Mori Ogai: "In that case."

In everyone's eyes, Mori Ogai put down his fingers and smiled at the opposite side: "Then do as you said, Yokohama will do its best to cooperate with the relevant work. As for the compensation, please in the special task It was hard work for handing it over to us along with the task documents during the handover." Although the conjuration world would definitely use it, he handed it in as soon as he got it, and he didn't know how to use it himself.

Mori Ogai was so forthright that Nanami Kento's eyes darkened instead.

"Alas? Alas?!" Yidizhi Jiegao felt as if he was getting a windfall, but he didn't realize it all at once, and then there was a surprise mixed with intense anxiety, and it was difficult to describe his mood for a while.

"After all, it's the request of the higher-ups. As members of the magic world, of course we must actively support the higher-ups." Mori Ogai smiled and looked at Jianren Nanami with meaning: "And, in the final analysis, Mr. Nanami and I There is also a bit of fate." It won't make it difficult for you.

He had long seen the disgust and resistance hidden by Jianren Qihai's indifferent expression.

Being so contradictory but having to do it, did Qihaijian people get caught by the upper echelons?Curious by nature.

But he doesn't look like someone who would be threatened. He was very resolute in his behavior in the company before, and he can be regarded as a model for beating workers.

At the end of the meeting, both parties bowed to each other out of etiquette.Jianren Nanami stood up, bowed deeply to Mori Ogai, and left his personal number before leaving.

Jianren Qihai naturally didn't believe that Mori Ogai agreed so quickly because of these simple reasons, but in any case, he owed Mori Ogai a favor.

Watching the backs of the two leaving, the little robot revealed its original form on the white table.

"Fit person, you promised quickly, what are you planning to do?"

If the upper echelon is allowed to monitor Yokohama City, every move that is naturally dazzling will be under the sight of the other party, and the other party will agree to it with a slight threat, and the Yokohama school will look very deceitful.

It does not conform to the usual style of natural dazzling.

"The sooner you promise, the better." Tian Shengmuduo controlled Mori Ogai and Sakaguchi Ango to pack up and close the clinic, "The faster you promise, the more vigilant and suspicious the other side will be, and the more they think we are going to make a big move. At this time If we make another big move, it will be a blatant counterattack."

It not only embodies the intolerance of Yokohama's proofreading and provocation, but also prostitutes red magic formulas for nothing.

Isn't it beautiful.

"What are you going to do?"

"Let's make trouble." The other side is unkind, we are unrighteous.

Tian Sheng Dao pointed to a certain card in the character interface: "No one knows how to make things better than him."

On the face of the card, the black-haired boy wearing a white plush hat had a pale complexion and a bad complexion, but there was a faint smile mixed with malice in the middle of the purple pupil.

The boy's name was Fyodor D.

In the most unusual coffee shop on a certain street, a man in cassock monopolized a corner with five chairs.

"No matter what the process of the battle is, as long as you get the Prison Gate." Unknown incidents happened one after another, and Xia Youjie's face was rarely expressionless, "Since the purpose of the Yokohama Curse College is 'Balance', it will not interfere with this matter too much."

"After all, what we are doing is to restore the 'balance' between the magic world and the magic spirit."

As long as Wutiao Wu is sealed, the magician and the mantra will be split [-]-[-].

No one responded to him.

Xia Youjie frowned inaudibly, and quickly erased his emotions: "The location of the seal is roughly located in Shibuya, and the time is today next month, which is a human festival, and there will be a large number of human beings gathering. use"

He stopped suddenly.

Turning his head to the side, there, the black-haired boy in a white knit cap was pale, and quietly and dignifiedly put down the black teacup in his hand.

……when.

Xia Youjie, who was expressionless just now, suddenly put on a polite smile: "Sir, what do you want?"

"Sorry, did I bother you?"

The black-haired boy's voice was soft, with a dignified tone that matched his appearance. He turned his head sideways, his half-length black hair slipped down on the knuckles that supported his face, and there was a faint smile in his purple pupils.

'they. '

Xia Youjie looked at him quietly, and suddenly laughed a few times: "Why, it is said that an enemy's enemy is a friend, do you want to come and sit?"

The black-haired boy stood up slowly, the black hair on the side of his ear slipped for a moment, and the dragged stool rubbed against the wooden floor making harsh noises.

He sat between Hana Yu and Leu Hu.

"Thank you."

"Human, curse master?" Leo Hu was visibly impatient with the fact that a human was sitting next to him, but Xia Youjie didn't say anything, the real person still looked interested and curious, and he could hold back for a few minutes.

"Well." The black-haired boy rested his knuckles on his jaw and tilted his head slightly: "You can think so too."

The real person finally couldn't restrain his curiosity, leaned forward and asked him, "Who are you?"

The boy with purple pupils thought about it:

"You can call me 'rat'."

"mouse?"

"Yes."

The boy who called himself a mouse took the black tea from the waiter and thanked her with a smile.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

The few patiences were officially exhausted, a large amount of white smoke came out from Leuhu's head, like a precursor to a volcanic eruption, the surrounding temperature rose rapidly, the inferior table corners gradually melted, and the black teacup in the boy's hand gave off a crackling sound. There was a crisp sound.

The temperature rose wildly, and the guests behind were panicked and screamed one after another.People flocked out, and there was a stampede at the door because they were too anxious.

A faint smell of blood permeated the air.

A few strands of black hair were lifted by the blowing wind from his side.

The young man looked at the tea flowing from the cutout onto the table, and regretted softly, "It's really rough."

The surrounding temperature was getting higher and higher, and the young man's black hair started to ignite spontaneously for a moment, and his face showed an abnormal blush, and traces of burns appeared faintly.

The boy just gently put down the broken teacup in his hand.

The crisp sound of the teacup touching the table was overshadowed by the noise outside the door.

Beside him, the grey-blue craggy face stopped forever at the moment it met the boy's black hair.

"Your skill level is too low, this [instant death] judgment failed, please try again after upgrading."

The system prompt sounded without ups and downs, and it was not a pity to be blinded by a layer of cooling buff: it was not removed for exorcism in the first place.

The next second, Leu Hu stiffly withdrew her fist, let out a 'tow', and tried to find a reason for herself: "I'm going to seal Wujo Wu soon, one more combat power means more chance of winning. Kid, you're lucky."

The real person's blue eyes lit up quickly, and he lay down on the table, eagerly reaching out his hand, like a child seeing an interesting toy.

"Your bone age is still underage." Xia Youjie, who had been quietly watching, suddenly said in a natural tone: "Are you a student?"

"Ah."

The dark-haired boy admitted it easily.

He seemed unable to see the hand full of sutures that was about to reach out to him, and was indifferent to it.

"This is the Tokyo school nearby, are you a student of the Tokyo school?" Zhenren asked him with a smile.

"No."

The real person paused inaudibly, as if remembering something.

The young man raised his head slightly, his purple pupils deflected, reflecting the blue-haired mantra, which coincided with the iris pupils in his memory in a trance, and his voice with a sticky smile sounded:

"I'm a student at the Yokohama school."

The hand full of sutures suddenly stiffened in mid-air.

The teacup in front of the white curse spirit shattered.

There was a pause for a second.

"You!" Leo Hu almost stood up.

However, the man in cassock suddenly laughed. The laughter was undisguised, as if it came from the heart: "Really, should I say fate or fate?"

"It's fate."

The boy stretched out his finger, dipped it into the black tea on the table, and moved slowly.

"Dirty, greedy, vile, ugly, waiting for an opportunity but immortal..."

He raised his hand, and on the table, the original pool of tea turned into eyes, together with the lines drawn by the boy's fingers, they formed a pattern of mice.

"This is the fate of the humble existence hidden in the shadows."

Sitting among the crowd, the young man laughed lightly, intermittently, with an unnatural stutter.

"Madman!" Leu Hu cursed, pulling her stool away from him.

Xia Youjie tapped the wall of his cup of coffee.The base of the cup slides on the table, and the wiped black tea stains destroy the original mouse pattern: "Then 'Mice', do you have any suggestions for sealing Gojo Satoru?"

"me?"

The young man stretched out his hand and held it in mid-air on the table. His right hand changed from a fist to a palm, with the palm facing up, revealing the hemispherical bottle-shaped object he was holding: "This is a magic tool that can hold a 'tent' the size of a city."

Hua Yu raised her head subconsciously.

"Since the rat ceremony is going to be held, why not have a more thorough carnival?"

The boy's complexion was weak, as if he had made a good suggestion, he slightly bent his head and smiled.

However, the gleam in his eyes was crazily inhuman.

"..." Xia Youjie quietly looked down at the hemispherical bottle-shaped object, and smiled leisurely: "Mr. Mouse, don't your teachers and classmates care?"

"How could it be?" The young man showed a somewhat surprised look: "I am also contributing to the balance between the two parties."

His slender knuckles rested on his chin: "Also, I heard that the conjuration community will do some small tricks in Yokohama. The teachers seem to be busy with that and have no time to care about me."

"As for Dazai-kun and Edogawa-kun..."

The sticky voice spread in the air, the black hair slipped down, the purple pupils shrank slightly, and there was a smile in it:

"I am looking forward."

"I see."

With a clear smile on Xia Youjie's lips, he stretched out his hand to him:

"Then, Mister Mouse, happy cooperation."

The pale hand of the adult and the slender four fingers of the young man intertwined for a moment.

At the same time, on the other side tens of kilometers away from the coffee shop, the desolate clinic opened as usual today.

"Who said that a high school in conjuration has to be a conjurer, and a curse master is also a human being who can conjure. There is no need to discriminate between subjects."

The little robot jumped on the dispensing table and didn't answer.

What Xia Youjie was doing seemed to be a big event covering half of Shibuya, and the system specially released a main mission and several temporary missions for this.

The curse spirit party thought it was hidden, but in fact, they added a sentence to the task description when they said one sentence, which can be called a live broadcast.

Born to be dazzled intends to let Fyodor infiltrate the enemy, one is to take advantage of the trend to show the pursuit of "balance" by the entire Yokohama school, and the other is to shape the side that represents "destruction", causing conflicts within the Yokohama school and reducing the threat of the Yokohama school .

Before, it was because the Yokohama school showed too much threat, and the upper echelon of the magic world and the magic spirit party were faintly agitated.

"As for the three..." Mori Ogai raised his head, lowered his head to dispense medicine all morning, and there was a crisp sound from his neck: "Infiltrate into the enemy's interior and reduce casualties."

"The main purpose of the curse spirit party to start the incident is to seal Gojo Wu, host, what are you going to do?"

"Are there any system requirements?"

"No, it depends on your build arrangement."

"Then save it." Gojo Satoru gave him the grace of building salvation for free.

"And, I always feel that Gojo Satoru is coming soon."

"Ok?"

"You said before that he planned to reform, right? Gojo Satoru didn't express any attitude towards the Yokohama school's troubles this time." Probably he wanted to wait for the conflict between the Yokohama school and the upper echelon of the magic circle to further crack down, and then express his position. Impossible, at least cooperation can be sought.

"as well as……"

He looked at the top of the thick document about the proposal of the other two schools to gather at the Yokohama school to discuss matters related to the protection system, and his head was a little bald.

The little robot is happy to see the results, and is quite positive: "It just so happens that you have recently obtained a large amount of coins, and you can use some of them to expand and improve the Yokohama school, leaving a certain impression on the other two schools, which is conducive to increasing the degree of construction."

"Hmm... Indeed, educational power is not as good as the training ground, and political power has not yet begun to be built."

The familiar 3D modeling reappeared. On the third floor of the teaching building, small heads representing Atsushi Nakajima and Junpei Yoshino jumped around.

"What do you say to Shunping, the tall buildings rise from the ground?"

Born to be dazzled thought about it for a while, but chose not to: In the magical world of magic, any problem can be solved with spells.

The specific reason is pushed to the revolution, and everything is the fault of the revolution.

Contrary to the western style of the teaching area, a towering black building stands tall, with black mirrored exterior walls to deny any prying eyes, and even sunlight is not allowed to enter.

The interior decoration of the building is also quite different from the teaching area, with a sense of technology and coldness everywhere, cameras and unconcealed guns.The mouth is like a warning aboveboard

The black building and the white church face each other from a distance, one black and one white, like two sides of the world.

The construction is finally completed, and the preparation of Mori Ogai's liquid medicine will also end.

In the glass bottle, the foggy white medicinal liquid seems to be covered with a layer of mist from death.

With a needle and a medicine bottle, he knocked on the door of a separate ward on the second floor.

"Please come in."

The girl's originally lively voice became hoarse.

In the room, a girl wearing another purple pleated skirt was sitting on a pale hospital bed, holding a thick book in her hand.

"Good afternoon, Jasmine sauce."

Mori Ogai replaced the medicine bottle that had dripped onto his head, "How do you feel?"

"Great!" The girl only said two simple words.

The girl who came here for an injection this morning because of a high fever is different from her peers, and seems to have a strong impression of the hospital.

Mori Ogai checked her and concluded that the immune system was abnormal due to bacterial infection.

"It's good to be energetic." Mori Ogai replaced the medicine bottle and smiled at her.

However, there was a trace of uneasiness and depression in his heart.