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The other party showed with practical actions that this is what they meant.

There are three Pokémon dolls beside the bed, Pikachu, Jenny and Fat Ding. They are lined up in bright colors and have a loose and soft feel.Ah Jing moved the three dolls away, freeing up the other half of the fully occupied bed.

"Actually, there's no need to act so similarly. That six-eyed kid shouldn't be talking nonsense."

Shi Er felt that he still needed to politely give way first, "It is true that there have been no guests before, but..."

"What do you play?"

Ah Jing blinked, acting as if she didn't understand what the other party said: "Shen Er occasionally says strange things."

"..."

He didn't understand, and was shocked.

So this guy was serious all along?

What exactly is marriage to her...

Could it be that the explanation given to Aaron and Meijiu before is also, no, this must be false.

Maybe it confuses what happened in the future with the current cognition again, like a scene in a fantasy novel, well, it must be like this.

In the end, his future self...

A lot of information flashes through your mind in a flash, but it's actually pretty easy to execute.Over the years, the consciousness of "obeying this person's arrangement" has mostly formed an instinct. When he came back to his senses, he was already sitting obediently on the pillow, holding a game controller in his hand.

"I've wanted to play this online before."

Ah Jing seemed enthusiastic: "It just so happens that there will be no competition tomorrow... This is the advantage of freelance work. Sister Meijiu has to catch the bus to go to work every morning."

And they can stay up late as long as they want, and the physical fitness of the conjurer can fully handle it.

Shir: "..."

He looked at the game character holding a submachine gun on the screen and fell into deep thought.

I thought that he would toss and turn and be unable to sleep that night, but the physical fitness cursed by God was as good as ever, and when he opened his eyes again, the sky had already broken.

The moment he woke up, Shi Er stared at the unfamiliar ceiling and was stunned for a few seconds.

Ah, I played games all night until two or three o'clock, and then fell asleep very sleepy... The person next to me had half of his head sunk in the pillow, his eyes closed and he was breathing evenly.

Gojo Satoru didn't live here for three days at all, and he was forced to take him back by the impatient Gojo family members at noon the next day.

The person involved looked aggrieved and dissatisfied. Before leaving, he stretched his neck and asked the two of them to consider whether they need to add another child. The conjurers of the Wutiao family turned green when they heard this. Fortunately, Ah Jing refused. With a firm attitude, he slammed the door of the room with a smile on his face.

"It's too much trouble to take care of children."

She spread out on the sofa: "It feels like playing Go with four people at the same time.

"Didn't Shindo Hikaru play this before?"

Shir asked.

"Xiaoguang has a better mind..."

The other party sighed like a wandering soul.

No one mentioned "then which room will he live in tonight?" Ah Jing lives according to her instincts and the guidance of the future because of her instinct, while Shi Er is completely out of selfishness.

He looked at the schedule saved in his mobile phone: "I'm going out today, do you have anything to bring?"

"I also have an arrangement today. I'm going to the Chess Academy to help with notation—it's said that the current Jiuduan will compete with foreign chess players."

Ah Jing thought for a while: "If you can come back at dinner time, you can cook sukiyaki at home."

That's no problem, Shi Er nodded, there are still a lot of sauce packets left at home, and there are plenty of beef and vegetables, so it won't be unpalatable to cut and cook casually.

——Then he was stunned for a moment, and he had already begun to call this temporary residence "home".

The place where Kong Shiyu met was still in Shinjuku, Shi Er sometimes suspected that he had booked a year-round room in a hotel in Kabukicho, otherwise why he kept frequenting such places.The bar was closed early in the morning, so they picked up the sleepy owner and opened the door, and sat down in a hidden corner.

But this time, the other party didn't have the narrowness of taking him to the dance, but had a serious expression on his face: "This is the friendship information that I made a lot of money with Miss Kamigi before... Someone offered a reward for her on the dark web , the requirement is that the corpse is complete and there are no obvious limb defects."

"A reward?"

Shi Er frowned: "Who?"

Both of them are too famous, one can be said to be exhaustive, the other has never failed in hand-to-hand combat, and together they are a powerful alliance with no dead ends. Even the Buddhist monks can't help, in a sense it is comparable to no lower limit.In recent years, there have indeed been desperate curse masters who wanted to fight for high rewards, but as she got older, such meaningless temptations have long since disappeared.

"I don't know, the identity of the employer is completely anonymous, and reverse tracing will not help."

Kong Shiyu shook his head: "And he directly pointed out that he wanted the corpse, so there will be no more acts of restraint to catch the living. You two had better discuss it in private-but if it is that person, as long as Just bring the word to let her pay attention to this matter."

"I'll let those two programmers figure out a way."

Shier said that he also has the contact information of the two former curse masters. Even after becoming the "official" operation and maintenance of the Ainu Curse Alliance, they still retain communication channels and contact information: "To be on the safe side, I I will try to stay by her side as much as possible.”

"Ha, you are really competent for being so hardworking. You don't even accept the rewards if you have endless gambling money."

Kong Shiyu pushed the narrow road.

"...What nonsense."

He even patted the opponent's back lightly, causing Kong Shiyu to stagger: "Are you going to kill me!"

"I don't have any strength."

"Ordinary humans will be seriously injured if they are gently touched by a bear!"

"..."

Just kidding, Shier is pretty competent when it comes to serious business, especially his job as a bodyguard.

No matter what her standpoint was, she couldn't die easily—except for herself, Hokkaido must also think so.With the ability to cheat in advance by seeking experience in the future, this poor life simulation OL game is still a little bit more durable, and if there is something that wants to take back this sweetness, then he will not agree anyway.

Ogata Seiji's game was packed.

Two chess players are playing in the chess room, and a camera broadcasts the footage of the chess game live.

The rest of the people in the small room stared with bated breath, trying to suppress their sense of existence as much as possible, so as not to cause interference to the two chess players; while the reporters, spectators, and some chess fans who were qualified to enter the broadcast scene were waiting in the field to discuss fiercely in twos and threes. matchup situation.Shi Er easily sneaked in as a family member, looking around, everyone looked like a killer lurking here.

The curse spirit was wrapped around his neck, and it contained Tai | Towaki, a dagger and a gun.

Tai|Sword is a curse tool that I bought immediately after a big bet in this year's Japanese Derby. I specially invited a famous swordsmith handed down from Nara to make it. In addition to money, it also consumes human affection. The three small blacksmiths are nearly contemporary The owner did it himself, and the price was astonishingly high.

Shi Er made a slight hand gesture. After several months of training, the magic spirit can already accurately take out the magic tools he wants, instead of vomiting everything out like Yue took out the trash all at once like in the beginning.

Someone met his gaze, dodged his eyes for a while, and turned away his face again.Shi Er frowned. The man was obviously a non-magician, with no trace of training on his body, but he was carrying a huge satchel, which seemed to be able to stuff a machete inside.

So he walked over, lowered his head and threatened in a low voice: "What's in your bag?"

"...Hey! Yes, it's the backup camera and the interview script! I'm a reporter!"

Shi Erqiang disassembled it and inspected it. It was indeed the equipment commonly used by reporters. The other party's eyes were even more frightened. He really couldn't understand why a black | channel was put in the Go game scene.

Annoyed, Shi Er put the inspected bag back on the stool, and the moment he turned his head, he saw his own face reflected on the glass.His expression was serious when he was tense, and together with the scar on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be quite intimidating in the eyes of ordinary people—that is to say, this non-artist reporter just felt scared, and he was just as convenient as he was. Cashiers in stores and supermarkets will be more vigilant about Aaron.

There are too many people, and these messy emotions are mixed in. He is not a serious magician. Although he can see the magic spirit because of the special God-given spell, but further observation of the filth and the magic The flow of force will not help, and there is no way to tell who is the malicious curser from this group of people.

He Xintong of the Wutiao family can detect malice and nip the attack before it's in the bud, but he can't do that either.

To kill someone, you just need to wait for the opportunity and seize the opportunity, but I didn't expect that it would be so hard and troublesome to protect someone.

In the past, I could always get the script in advance, and I could even predict in advance what angle the opponent would jump out from. At most, I just found the exact target and beat the opponent up, but now I have to be wary of the attack from nowhere. The mental stress caused is simply not the same.

After four hours of waiting, Shi Er didn't care about winning or losing at all until the end of the game. Instead, he pushed through the crowd and found the carefree conjurer who was sorting out the chess records.

"Get out of here now."

He lowered his voice and stood beside the other party, obviously a protective action.

Ah Jing was taken aback, and covered one of her eyes, only revealing her light-colored pupils: "Curse spirit? Or a sudden attack?"

"I don't know, Kong Shiyu said that you were suddenly offered a reward."

The reporters were still interviewing, with the sound of flashing lights and taking pictures one after another; there was a snap, someone accidentally knocked something on the ground; someone reached out and fumbled in his pocket for a long time, and finally found a cigarette—he turned to face the reporter. Go in the direction of the smoking area.

The most normal scene on weekdays seems to be dangerous at this moment. Everyone he sees is like a murderer who comes to assassinate him. He may be controlled by a curse master, or he may be unconsciously carrying a curse tool that can curse others. Ordinary people understand There are tens of thousands of ways to kill, and it is impossible to know which one is likely to work under the heavy reward.

But the work could not be separated immediately, Ogata Kudan came over: "Karaki, about the chess record—"

There are also reporters who want to come: "We also want to hear other professionals' opinions on this game..."

Shi Er glanced at them irritably. The world of non-magicians came from all directions, crowding them into a narrow corner.

"Sorry, wait a minute, I want to discuss a few words with my family first."

Ah Jing bowed slightly, trotted over, and whispered in his ear: "Don't worry, the next three hours will be safe."

Her expression is intimate and relaxed, with a smile on her face, which is like the whisper of a lover in the eyes of others.The tense muscles suddenly relaxed, and he watched the other person turn and leave, and the world seemed to return to its original appearance in an instant.

The reporters held up their cameras, and some people were smoking in the smoking area farther away. Several people gathered to discuss the chess game, and the scene was peaceful and stable.

On the car back, Shi Er explained the news he got from Kong Shiyu today.Ah Jing did not show any surprise, but was slightly stunned after hearing the requirement of "keep the corpse as complete as possible".

Both of them came from a big family of conjurers, and they could think of more than a dozen different reasons in an instant.

"I remember spells that manipulate corpses into action."

Ah Jing stroked her chin and deduced: "However, my technique itself is not special. If the key eyes can't make precise observations under control, the value is basically reduced by more than half. This should not be the reason."

"Is it possible that you want to transplant eyes?"

Shir asked.

"No way, eyes are the medium for observing the way forward, but the key is to analyze the read future - otherwise the six eyes of the past will definitely die faster, without a body that can match, it is useless to rely on eyes alone .”

Although the situation is not optimistic, the two of them are still discussing "various uses of the corpse of the conjurer" one after another, without any intention of shy away from it.

In the final analysis, although the situation was not good, after calming down, the two of them didn't feel that they would be killed casually - it's not that they haven't experienced assassination before, and if they have money, they have to spend their lives. If they really want to encounter that kind of death Gangsters, according to their overabundant combat power, they can come one by one and send one away.

And she also has the means of cheating to skip class, Shi Er glanced at the central rearview mirror of the car, her eyes of a different color met his line of sight, and smiled obviously: "After that, I will ask Shi Er again .”

"Ah."

He responded naturally: "I will protect you."

However nothing happened.

It was as if they had known the art killer's ability a long time ago. In the following month, everything was smooth and quiet, and the two of them even cleaned up two difficult one-pole spells together, and rescued one who was still in high school. The young conjurer—this is the first time the other party has seen this kind of husband and wife combination who came out to earn money together. shining.

"A kid from a non-artist family."

Shi Er commented: "I haven't encountered a life-and-death situation yet, and I'm blindly optimistic about the work of expelling curse spirits."

"It would be a pity if he died here."

Ah Jing said lightly, these words avoided the boy who was not a few years younger than her, and did not intend to tell the other party that there was a high probability that his life would end abruptly in the tent just now.

"The sorcerer won't thank you for it either—he didn't even know he was about to die."

"I didn't do this to be thanked, and it's good that I know."

"But a lot of mana was wasted."

Shi Er now completely regards the other party's spell power as water in a bucket, and the amount of water stored is limited every day, so it takes a lot of effort to make spells, and it also consumes extra eyesight.

"So let's eat something sweet when we go back. I received a honeydew melon in the mail last week, so we can cut it up and eat together."

In fact, Shi Er has no preference for food and eats everything without picky eaters, but because Ah Jing has a sweet taste, the proportion of fruit snacks in the food at home is much higher.He skillfully turned to change lanes to overtake, drove on the highway, and began to think about what to eat for tonight's main course.

However, at the end of the first month when the bounty was issued, in the second half of the night when everyone was asleep, the secret enemy finally started to move.