The campus eldest sister is the onmyoji

When summer comes, there are more festivals with various names all over Japan, but Megumi Fushiguro, who is in the high school of magic arts, doesn't have the heart to participate in the festivals.

It has been two days since Sha Shu and Senior Xingli went to participate in the mission together.

At first his phone calls went unanswered, and his emails fell through the cracks.

Later, the number he dialed became an empty number, and no one received the mail directly.

The vanilla ice cream gradually melted on the table into a sweet butterscotch, was put back into the freezer, and the cycle started again.

After all, he just doesn't believe...

Do not believe the death of the sand tree.

He sat beside Tsumiji's hospital bed, looking at her with loose black hair, but no sister would stand up and lose her temper with him anymore.

Tsumiji's pillow is the omamori that Shashu gave her back then, and there are traces of mending on it. After Tsumiki accidentally cut the omamori bag, she patched it up by herself.

Outside the ward, the sun was shining brightly, and the heat of early summer seemed to bring the cicadas in the shrine through the windows.

And that girl in a yukata.

When walking out of the ward, Fu Heihui looked back again, but his lips moved slightly, after all, he didn't say any beautiful words.

He is not good at parting, he always thinks that people will stay together for a long time.

Even if they had to leave, why did they leave him alone?

"Shashu, how about the festival?" Back at Natsume's house, Shashu was still carrying a lot of things in his hands, and Mrs. Kitty had already jumped on her shoulders, and Natsume Takashi, who followed behind, also asked her gently .

"It's not a problem at all. Everyone in Yayuan is a good monster." With a smile on his face, Shashu shook Mr. Cat off his body.

"I bought everything except sake." Including the grilled squid, the food was carefully stacked in the food box, and Shaki put the food box on the table. "I also brought an okonomiyaki for Grandpa Natsume !"

"I can't see that you're pretty good." Jumping onto the table with a short tail, Teacher Cat opened the food box, "Wow~ Grilled squid, takoyaki...hehehe."

"That guy C should bring some wine." Chewing the food intoxicatedly, Mr. Cat hiccupped.

"I also brought something for Miss Bing." Sha Shu took out a gold hairpin cut out of a butterfly from his body, "When I saw this, I thought it would be very suitable for Miss Bing."

She always buys a lot of things involuntarily.

"Bing will be very happy," Natsume said with a smile, seeing that Shashu still didn't have any loose buns after a night of festivals, "You can give it to her yourself tomorrow."

"En." Sha Shu nodded.

The festival lasted for several days, and when Shashu wandered around the festival on the third day, all the stall owners basically knew her by now.

"Sha Shu Jiang, do you want to come to my house to eat fried noodles today? I'll add an extra egg for you." The uncle with a sweat towel on his head yelled at Sha Shu while cooking hot fried noodles next to the iron plate.

"What, Sha Shu, why don't you come and eat my takoyaki! Didn't you say you like mayonnaise last time? I specially asked the kid at home to run errands to buy a bottle today!" The lady who made takoyaki next to him waved it immediately said the shovel.

Sha Shu couldn't help laughing, because the two people who seemed to be competing for business were actually husband and wife in the same restaurant in the town. They insisted on opening two stalls to compete together.

"Why, Sha Shujiang likes mayonnaise, no problem!" The uncle's neck was red, and he retorted in a stern voice, "I will also add mayonnaise to your fried noodles, as much as you want!" After all, he I don't use the same can of mayonnaise as the aunt next door.

"Then, give me both fried noodles and takoyaki!" Sha Shu walked to the middle of the stall, "but you don't need to add mayonnaise to fried noodles."

"Okay!" With overlapping voices, the old couple began to shout at the production speed again.

Bang bang, shovel flying, Sha Shu suddenly thought of the old man and old woman at the gate of Yokohama Chinatown. Could they also be a good couple?

Maybe, next time I go with Hui, I can ask.

The aunt who sells takoyaki is still slightly better after all. She gave up a ponytail for Sha Shu to sit and eat, "Are you tired from walking?" She wiped the apron with her hands stained with oily smoke, and moved the ponytail. Come out, "Come on, sit!"

In this way, Shashu hid behind the booth and slowly ate fried noodles and takoyaki.

But the uncle's fried noodles are definitely not as simple as adding an egg, Sha Shu looked at the pointy fried noodles almost piled up in the box, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Give me a fried noodle, put more cabbage." Suddenly, a cold voice appeared in front of the booth.

Sha Shu looked up, but couldn't help opening her eyes wide, "Bai Zesan?" she blurted out.

"I seem to have heard an annoying name..." The man was wearing a hat, a long black cloth bag on his back, and a black sportswear. His eyes narrowed at this moment, which seemed a bit fierce.

"Uh," Sha Shu suspected that he was dazzled, but no matter how he looked at that face, he was Mr. Bai Ze, although his temperament was a bit different, "Aren't you Bai Ze-san?" Could it be that the beast has twin brothers?

After discovering that the person calling was an innocent girl, Ghost Lamp's expression improved a lot, "My name is Ghost Lamp, not Bai Ze, and I'm not his brother. To be precise, just seeing him is enough to make me feel uncomfortable. Rash." Type M's mouth opened and closed, and words flowed out without any waves.

Sha Shu couldn't help shivering, such a straightforward tone... She had only heard it from Jing Muzhong.

"I'm very sorry for misidentifying you." She quickly apologized.

"It's okay." Ghost Lantern looked at the girl a few more times, after all, there are really not many people who would mistake him for Bai Ze.

"Guest, your fried noodles are ready!" Just in time, the uncle also made the noodles, and shoveled the noodles into the food box with two shovels, "Shenghui 300 yen."

However, this extra glance shocked Ghost Lamp deeply, and he even forgot to take the food box that the uncle handed over.

What did he see!Dozens... No, it is conservatively estimated that there are more than a hundred lingering souls hidden in this little girl!

Smuggling!This is serious smuggling!When he goes back, he will withhold the funds for the Yinke!

Since becoming Yan Mo's assistant officer, Ghost Lamp, who has never had such a big problem, can't help but fall into deep thinking on the spot.

"Guests? Guests!" Forget it, it's more important to eat fried noodles first.

Naturally, he borrowed a Maza from the uncle selling fried noodles and sat next to Shashu. The two sucked at the same frequency, and at the same time he frowned and stared at Shashu.

and the seal on her body.

"Mr. Ghost Lantern, what's the matter?" Sha Shu couldn't help asking, being terrified by this gaze.

"You are a conjurer, right?" Gui Deng put down his chopsticks and said firmly.

"Yes."

"You have 240 five souls trapped in your body." Ghost Lantern tried to release the power of ghosts and gods to force out the souls in her body, but was stopped by a seal, "Do you know what's going on?"

Someone actually used the body as a seal. It seems that it has been quite a long time. Ghost Lamp made a calculation in his mind. I am afraid that the girl's body was sacrificed as a material for the seal when she was still young.

Sacrifice is really an unpleasant word.

The frown deepened, but Gui Deng sighed in his heart.

It seems that he will be busy next time, obviously he just came to this world on a business trip, and he stopped by the nearby festival to play for a while.

Thinking of the future subordinate whom I went to meet just now—Natsume Takashi, and his unique proposal that was hard to refuse, Ghost Lantern suspected that this was all a coincidence arranged by someone.

"Master Ghost Lantern, would you like to take a look around the neighborhood? There is a festival being held recently, so the town must be very lively." He coughed, but in retrospect, he didn't look sick at all.

"This," Sha Shu subconsciously pursed his lips, "I can't say."

"Let me introduce myself again," Gui Deng stood up, his body about the height of Gojo Satoru instantly covered the lights of the festival, and there seemed to be a cold breath extending from the bottom of his feet, "I am called Gui Deng, and I am currently the one next to King Yan Mo. First Assistant Officer."

Looking up from the bottom, Sha Shu seemed to see the horns on his head that symbolized the ghost clan, and what was even more undoubted was the ghostly aura emanating from him.

Isn't this world a place where even Lushen is about to disappear!Why is there such a powerful ghost god?

"Have you met Master Ghost Lantern?" Holding the tea, seeing Sha Shu's decadent appearance, Natsume understood, "That is a very good adult."

"Ah." Reluctantly replied, scared by the future that he would have to drink more than 200 bowls of Meng Po soup, Sha Shu floated weakly onto the chair.

"I was almost dragged to hell by him." She didn't want the fake death to turn into real death!

"So how does Shashu feel after seeing ghosts and gods?" Natsume asked, putting down the teacup and pouring a cup of hot milk for Shashu, "About the current world where... the cursed spirits are rampant."

Sitting up abruptly, Sha Shu opened his eyes wide and looked at Natsume, but no matter how he looked at him, he was just a kind and kind grandfather, the kind who was too gentle.

"Mr. Wujo told me everything." His eyes were still clear, but with a trace of regret, "including your origin and what you are carrying."

"To be honest, I'm very pleased to hear that in this era, there are still people who are willing to protect a mountain and support a shrine." His eyes gradually became distant, "Shashu, Gojo Satoru puts the treasure on the next generation Conjurers... and people with superpowers."

"But you know what, a way beyond the human race."

Sha Shu licked his lips, and the questions that had been swirling in his mind since he came to this world suddenly popped up.

Why do curse spirits almost always attack humans in this world?Why are the elves in the mountains almost extinct?Why... there are no gods in this world?

"You mean," she said with difficulty, "making gods?"

The author has something to say: *Ghost Lantern is the number one assistant officer in hell, a workaholic ghost who shakes S, and died because the villagers prayed for rain and offered living sacrifices during his lifetime.

To put it simply, the idea of ​​making gods is to let the curse spirit solve the matter of the curse spirit.

The next step is to instigate a high-level curse spirit.

The reason why Shashu buys a lot of things is that Huihui's shadow spell used to be used as a storage bag for her (

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