How can I broadcast live in Yokohama as a normal person

Ability Secret Service

The red circle that was spreading out on the screen gradually disappeared.

Gojo Satoru's voice came from the terminal, with an expected tone.

"Look, I'm not wrong, the domain has disappeared."

The strongest in the magic world is very clear, as the teacher of the magic spirit, Aiyuan Qing will definitely not let the students wantonly destroy the city.

Frowning slightly, Ango Sakaguchi lightly adjusted his glasses, hesitated for a moment and gave orders to his subordinates.

"The singularity has been eliminated, and the monitoring can be stopped."

Although the crisis was resolved quickly,... Regarding this strange area, further investigation is still needed.

......

Walking out of Leibo Street, Aihara Kiyoshi saw Gojo Satoru standing in front of the students from afar.

"Mr. Gojo."

He stepped forward and handed Gojo Satoru the item wrapped in a handkerchief in his pocket.

"The formation of the curse embryo and tent should be inseparable from this finger."

Gojo Satoru took the handkerchief from Kiyoshi Aihara and opened it.

"This is..."

Special grade curse object-the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo.

Lifting his finger up in front of his eyes for a closer look, Gojo Satoru stroked his chin with his index finger, thoughtfully.

"It stands to reason...the world of conjuration has never placed a special-grade spell in Yokohama."

Why does this finger appear on Leibo Street?

"The Demon Fyodor." Aihara Kiyoshi raised his eyes and looked at the man, "I can probably guess that he planned all this."

"My side is no longer safe, and your students may also be implicated."

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows.

"Fyodor?"

This name...he appeared when he was monitoring with Dazai at the Armed Detective Agency.

The high school teacher nodded, "This person is very dangerous, please deal with the matter as soon as possible and take them back."

The more people who stay with him, the easier it is to be used.

After being silent for a while, Gojo Satoru clenched his fist with one hand and tapped his palm as if he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Mr. Aihara, the Supernatural and Secret Service Division has a proposal for the development of the magic world—adding a magician potential test to the national high school exam."

"After signing the non-disclosure agreement and setting the bondage, talented students can voluntarily choose whether to become a magician."

"How so? Do you feel that the future of the magic world is bright!"

Gojo Satoru danced and danced, excitedly thinking about the blueprint for the future, but he didn't seem to listen to Aihara Kiyoshi's words.

The young college teacher stared at the strongest in the magic world, and sighed helplessly after a long while.

"Yes, the future is bright."

I trust him too much... this wayward adult.

"That's right~" The man's tone seemed to be very complacent, "I will crush anyone who tries to sabotage without hesitation!"

So - don't worry too much.

"I'm here."

In those eyes that seemed to be at the end of the sky, there was a light that could not be concealed blooming.

......

Following behind Aihara Kiyoshi, Shiro's eyes kept falling on the teacher's back.

Pushkin, who was restrained by him, no longer struggled, but he was not afraid of the situation at the moment.His task was accomplished, his purpose accomplished.

It is a kind of enjoyment to watch the strong man show a painful expression.

The seeds of envy—already planted.

......

After simply treating the wound on the side of his waist, Kiyoshi Aihara decided to visit Tachibana.

He probably understood from the bottom of his heart-about the fact that Tachibana's mother carried the finger of the two-faced Su Nuo into Leibo Street.

Walking to the familiar small iron gate, after hesitating for a moment, the young man gently knocked on the door with his knuckles.

After a while, the door was opened.

The little girl stood at the door, she lowered her head and her eyes fell on the ground.

"Feel sorry..."

she whispered.

Sighing softly, the young high school teacher leaned over and placed his slender fingers on the little girl's head to comfort her.

"Tachibana, you don't need to apologize."

Because, he knew, this was the woman's work alone, and had nothing to do with the child.

Walk into the room and sit down, a piece of news is playing repeatedly on the small TV behind the coffee table.

In the picture, the woman's body is surrounded, and there are obvious bruises on the neck, but there are no other wounds.

Tachibana sat beside the coffee table, her eyelids drooping, her fingertips turning white as she held a mug in her hand—the young girl had already learned the fact that her mother had passed away.

But—she apologized to him.

There is no crying, no blame, and no wanton spilling the sadness, fear and anxiety in my heart.

In the not-so-spacious room, except for the sound of the news broadcast, it was eerily quiet.

"Mr. Aihara...what should I do?"

She didn't want to be a vassal, she didn't want to be at the mercy of others, and she didn't want to be a person who would repay her kindness and forget her righteousness.

The news of her mother's death brought her not only grief, but also a sense of relief like a boulder falling to the ground.

Yes, she felt relieved.

When they were living on Leibo Street before, even though her mother was seriously ill, she never gave up hope—even her mother herself was in despair.

But now...she felt relieved.

"I... am I too cold-blooded... like a monster..."

Big drops of tears fell on the coffee table and the back of her hands, the girl finally couldn't bear the extremely depressed emotions in her heart.

"It's not your fault, Tachibana." Kiyoshi Aihara walked to the little girl and sat down, handing her a brand new handkerchief, "If tears can make you feel better, then don't bear it."

Without taking the handkerchief, the little girl curled up and buried her head in her knees.

Yes, she is too weak to prevent any tragedy from happening, but to be manipulated and shed useless tears.

How can I become stronger?

A man gave her a new path—the uncle who called himself a doctor and was accompanied by a girl with golden curly hair.

"Join the port mafia, Tachibana."

"I can teach you, fully display your talents, and make you stronger."

She seems to have found the way forward.

......

Tokyo

The agent walked up to the side of the blond boy with extremely excited eyes and a thick document in his hand.

Inside the document was the contract that the company had just signed.

"Ryota, good news."

"What's the matter? Miss Riko."

"The TV station in Yokohama invites you to participate in the shooting of the magazine cover. Don't worry, it's safe, and bodyguards will follow you throughout the process."

Taking the document from Ms. Lizi's hand, and opening the contract for a rough look, Kise Ryota was thoughtful.

I wonder why the magazine in Yokohama invited him to participate in the cover shoot - modeling is just a part-time job for him.

"Some don't understand..."

But

In Yokohama, there was someone he wanted to meet.

"Okay, Miss Riko."

Let's go to Yokohama for a few days, anyway, there are bodyguards with us.

Well, we can ask Akashi to help hire some more reliable ones when the time comes.

He hasn't come into contact with the supernatural power users in Yokohama - that kind of magical power will inevitably make people curious.