Goujin has something to say

Mori Ogai stayed up all night.

Like him, the spirits of many conjurers and exorcists were strained.

As for the cause-at around twelve o'clock in the night, the embryos underground in Yokohama suddenly experienced violent fluctuations.

This was a riot without any signs. The embryo seemed to be stimulated by something, and the embryo shrank and expanded, as if it was undergoing extremely cruel torture.

At the same time, with the embryo as the center, the black mist spread out with lightning speed, and the nearest conjurer and demon master who was in charge of patrolling were hanged the moment they discovered this, and the neck of the corpse was engraved. There was a round, black mark.

The fluctuations contained in the embryo are so powerful that all the humans in Yokohama who can perceive mantra and spiritual power feel it.

The rest of the people who noticed something was wrong rushed to it as quickly as possible, but the continuous earthquake caused a small subsidence in the ground area, and it was difficult for the conjurer and exorcist to enter from the original passage.

Mori Ogai even made plans to let them enter through the internal passage of the port mafia.

But this kind of movement didn't last long, and the embryo calmed down again within a few minutes. Mori Ogai quickly asked the subordinates of the port mafia to clear another passage, and the humans with mantra and spiritual power quickly rushed to the secret room where the embryo was.

Except for the corpse lying on the ground, it looked as if nothing had just happened.

Mori Ogai looked around the room, a bunch of spells fell on the ground, and the leader of the port mafia first asked people to carry the corpses out of the ground.

The corpses looked very calm, obviously they died instantly—someone would conduct an autopsy on them, and maybe they could find some ways to deal with the embryos from the corpses.

Zhang Jingsi also arrived soon.

The Patriarch of the Chang family has always been vigorous and decisive, and under the persuasion of his subordinates worried, he took a few steps towards the embryo's position.

The young patriarch of the demon-slayer family stretched out his hand, and used his own strength to test the growing embryo: "...It has completely calmed down, and it's fine for the time being."

He glanced at the stairs that came in: "Don't worry, you can come in."

Even if Zhang Jingsi said so, all the people who paid attention to the embryo could not calm down.

——The conjurer in charge of monitoring is of a high level, and the magician is also the elite of the field. They all died in an instant.

"Do what we can do first. Strengthen the spells around." The man standing at the front of the magician commanded the magician behind him: "Replace all the old spells."

The spell can only temporarily prevent the embryo from spreading outward, but it is better than nothing.

Mori Ogai frowned, his eyes were gray, his own sleep quality was not very good, he was fighting with the Supernatural Secret Service recently, and now he still has to face these.

Zhang Jingsi walked towards him: "Mr. Mori, we did not follow up the progress before this, what I must know is..."

After all, it was the exorcist of the Chang family who died, and as the head of the family, Chang Jingsi couldn't just let it go.

Shiba Jingji stared at Mori Ogai, with coldness in his uncovered red eyes: "Is there any law in the activity of the embryo?"

……

Different from the tense state here, someone who was supposed to be sent on a business trip staggered all the surveillance videos in the port mafia base and arrived at the destination.

In the empty port mafia top-secret data room, Osamu Dazai sat cross-legged on the table, looking down at the encrypted data in his hand.

Most of the top-level materials were pulled out and randomly placed on the desktop.

And on the computer screen on the side, the progress bar of the highest authority cracking has jumped to half of the position.

Osamu Dazai continued flipping through the materials in his hands, with a hint of amusement in his eyes, he moved the bandage covering his sight up a bit, and flipped through the [Human Experiment] volume backwards, most of the content was artificially destroyed.

But he saw an extremely familiar name.

Osamu Dazai glanced at ten lines, and suddenly found something very interesting. He tore off the page and put it in his pocket, then slid down from the table.

The young man simply restored the scene of the crime to what it looked like when he came in, stretched his waist, and copied all the information he had obtained to the mobile keyboard.

The lights in the reference room were not turned on, and the computer screen was emitting a glowing white light. If anyone from the port mafia was present, they would have seen what page the black-haired boy clicked on.

[Top Secret Information:

Name: Fukagawa Kirei

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Introduction: Orphan, with supernatural powers, related to (artificially deleted here)... The underground doctor has diagnosed four times, and the ability [soul firework] is under development... Emotions and supernatural abilities will interact with each other under the (artificially deleted here) situation Influence, currently there is no control method, the danger level is judged as SS]

In addition to this electronic document, Osamu Dazai also tore away a few paper documents that he found useful.

Deciphering the transmission's progress bar was just a little bit of a way to go.

The boy touched his pocket, took out a strawberry-flavored hard candy in a pink package, peeled off the candy wrapper, and casually threw it into his mouth.

He pulled off the bandage that he had just pulled up a little bit, and said to himself, "It's really unexpected..."

Osamu Dazai, who always thought life was extremely boring, became a little interested.

- The interesting things are about to begin.

……

The dog curly spine is extremely thankful that most of his clothes are high-collared, which can cover the ambiguous traces created by Fukagawa Kirei.

It was too difficult to control her confusion last night, coupled with the insufficient oxygen supply in the quilt, the dog curly thorn's sanity value was not high, and she accidentally went too far.

In the mirror, the young man's face was flushed, his lips were slightly swollen, and the mark on his neck was so clear that he could see it at a casual glance. The dog curly spine took several deep breaths, and found that it seemed difficult for him to calm down simply by relying on this.

The spellcaster decided to use the simplest method, taking a cold shower first.

——Fortunately, there is a set of clothes prepared in the bathroom.

Fukagawa Kirei nestled under the quilt, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, deeply reflecting on how he could make up for his mistakes last night.

After all, her boyfriend has already reached the point of using spells to stop her. Is it true that I am out of control like a wolf and a tiger...?

Fukagawa Kirei's thinking is a little divergent. If this is the case, isn't he almost hitting a home run?

"Dougaki-kun." When the boy came out wiping his hair, Fukagawa Kirei was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, and she said solemnly, "I will take responsibility for you."

Her pajamas from last night were loose at this time, revealing her beautiful and slender neckline and collarbone. She lowered her gaze a little bit, and the secret area was half-hidden—this pajamas were chosen by them together, and they were originally cute at best, but Probably because I moved too much last night and tore my clothes loose...

The dog's breath was suffocated, and he quickly looked away.

He wanted to say that I should be the one who said this sentence, but what came out was the name of the rice ball: "...Salmon roe."

The spell master has always had a very clear understanding. He knows that the relationship between himself and Fukagawa Kirei will not necessarily last into the future, and he cannot completely bind her with himself. It's so unfair.

Fukagawa Kirei wrung his fingers and began to secretly think about matters after marriage, and Gomaki thought of the cold sweat that Fukagawa Kirei was covered with last night.

He draped the towel for drying his hair over his shoulders, walked to the bed in two or three steps, and asked Fukagawa Kirei with movements if he wanted to go back to take a shower and change clothes.

When he said this, Fukagawa Kirei felt that his body was indeed a little sticky and greasy.

She just answered "Yes" and wanted to climb out of the bed, but her movements got stuck.

The dog curly spine tilted his head in doubt: "Kelp?"

Fukagawa Kirei huddled himself into a ball: "I, it seems that I didn't bring out the room card to QuQ"

……

Curlythorn lent her his bathroom.

Fukagawa Kirei simply took a shower, changed into a piece of clothes brought by the dog curly spine, and she tied a few knots in the oversized shirt, and forcibly shrunk it down a bit by physical methods.

Fukagawa Kirei poked his head out from the bathroom, holding up his long sleeves guiltily: "I'm sorry... I made it crumpled, and I'll buy a new one for Goumaki-kun later."

The dog curly spine pulled her out, and raised his hand to help her pull up the overlong cuffs little by little: "Muyuhua."

The boyfriend's shirt is too lethal, and the dog curly spine thinks it's better to look at it for himself, so he specially scooped up a small hotel spare coat and put it on her.

In the morning, the first-year high school students will gather, and Gojo Satoru will tell them about today's itinerary.

Fukagawa Kirei was dragged all the way to the destination by the dog, the boy deliberately blocked his girlfriend when passing by everyone, until he met his classmate.

Fukagawa Kirei was temporarily handed over to Zenin Maki.

The panda ambiguously bumped his good brother with the shoulder, and the dog curly staggered a step to the side: "How was last night? Are there any good things in the bedside table?"

Goujuanji twitched his forehead and quickly shook his head to deny his statement: "Muyuhua!!"

On the side, Zenin Maki looked at Fukagawa Kirei's lips that seemed to be in a bad state: "... That guy Tachibana didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"No." Fukagawa Kirei replied, "It was just a night of sleep."

What I have to say is what I did to Goujuan-kun.

Fukagawa Kirei looked at the dog, the high collar of the uniform covered the part below the bridge of his nose, and only he knew what it was like underneath.

Chanyuan Maki is still digesting what she just said: ... huh?

They were jostling and walking towards the address given by Gojo Satoru, when a group of people came across.

The leader was the old man who came to talk to Fukagawa Kirei last night before he fled with his dog Makiji.

Fukagawa Kirei's eyes swept back and forth on him, and the old man was also looking at Fukagawa Kirei, and when he realized that the sliver of magic power placed on her disappeared, his face changed slightly.

Zenin Maki knew who was walking towards her, she took the hand of Fukagawa Kirei who was going to continue walking, and took her behind her.

However, the visitor did not intend to let her go. The old man raised his hand to signal the people behind him to stop first, and called out to the students in front of him: "Fukagawa Kirei, the dog rolls the spine."

——It’s fine to call yourself, what to call Goujuan-kun.

Fukagawa Kirei frowned and endured it, she really hated the soul of this guy in front of her: "Please speak quickly if you have something to say."

Being able to get into the top ranks of conjurers, this old man is naturally not a simple character, he didn't care about Fukagawa Kirei's many offenses.

"It's like this... I welcome you to work under me."

Fukagawa Kirei thought that this person had quite a big appetite, and she must make a small report to Mr. Mori when she goes back, telling him that these high-ranking conjurers are coveting her—by the way, see if she can raise her salary.

"I don't accept prying corners. After all, everything is first come, first served."

A conjurer behind couldn't help but took a step forward: "You! Do you know this..."

The old man raised his hand and coldly blocked the impulsiveness of the conjurer next to him: "Stop."

"It doesn't matter, it's a good thing that young people are energetic." The old man said so, his gloomy owl eyes locked on a few students of the Tokyo High School of Curse Arts, and finally met Fukagawa Kirei's eyes.

The old man pointed his finger on the cane: "Student Shen Chuan, you are a very good seedling, so my invitation will continue to be valid."

"Senior." Zenyuan Maki's face was slightly gloomy: "If there is nothing wrong, Teacher Wujo is still waiting for us to go there."

The two of them passed by, and the old man's voice came from behind.

"I hope you...have fun in Kyoto."