On the Compatibility Between Conjurers and Writers

In the end, Junpei agreed to the same intersection to Shibuya.

He tentatively invited me to eat at my house once, but was rejected and said no, there is a delicious crepe shop in Shibuya, and one of them asked happily, their savory crepes can be added with crab sticks .

"Salty crepes?" Junpei almost turned into Moon Banyan, "Crepe skins are sweet, right? For the crab meat to eat sweet and salty..."

It's too heavy, crab meat lover.

From Satozao to Shibuya, you have to transfer to the subway. When they arrived, it was almost seven o'clock, and a line took Junpei to the dining car with great interest. There were brightly dressed female college students and female high school students in all kinds of school uniforms. They were a little out of place in it.

One said indifferently: "Don't be shy, Mr. Shunping, we are not the only one." Mimi whispered, "There is Ojisang standing out from the crowd."

Junpei followed a direction and saw a white-haired man wearing a blindfold.

so high.

This is the first thought.

As for the second...

White hair with blindfolds, secondary disease?bad?How old he is is completely impossible to judge.

"It can't be called Oji-san..." Junpei said quickly after complaining, "It's too loud, Dazai-kun, what should I do if I'm overheard?"

Looking at Wujo Wu who remained motionless, he said with one heart: He has heard it.

I didn't expect to meet Wujo Wu here at all. How should I put it, since Fuhei, Huzhang and others continued to deify the image of Wujo Wu, and Yiyi had never met him face to face, so he never expected to meet him here.

Knotweed and the others only talked about Wujo Wu's reliability and strength, but didn't mention that he was a heavy sweet tooth.

Fortunately, the white hair and the proud height are recognizable enough, and there is also a mysterious temperament lingering around him.

In real life, it is interpreted as being arrogant, but in Wujo Satoru, it is the temperament of a strong man.

One: Subtle.

Since I met him here, then...

Yiyi kept in mind the rules of getting along with conjurers, and his eyes didn't linger on Gojo Satoru, he just whispered to Junping: "Why isn't Ojisan with gray hair."

Junpei was nervous: "Forget it, what if it's an unscrupulous young man with bleached hair."

Gojo Satoru: "??"

He turned back sharply.

Gojo Satoru, who can do anything, said, have you seen his tall nose bridge and perfectly curved chin?

How could he be Ojisang like this, the blindfold can't hide his beauty at all, okay?

Take a look, boys!

Junpei was even more nervous: Look here, did he hear us!

He hastily grabbed the hem of one of his clothes: "It's a young man, don't call him Ojisang, Dazai-kun."

Wujo Satoru heard this, before he could turn his head in satisfaction, his eyes were attracted by Yiyi.

The six eyes can clearly see the flow of all mantras, and all people have mantras.

Those without spell power are like invisible people in his eyes.

However, under the effect of disqualification in the human world, a mantra that passively dissolves the air, in the eyes of Wujo Wu, he is an invisible person.

The last invisible person he had seen was Fuheshier.

This is... really interesting.

……

"Here is your Chocolate Banana Crepe, thank you for your patronage."

Accompanied by the sweet greeting from the clerk, Junpei breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned his head, he found another one missing. Looking around, he found that the person had run to the vicinity of Hachiko, the loyal dog.

The loyal dog Hachiko is located in the center of the small square. When you get closer, you can see monks in twos and threes and a rice cake and bean soup cart that looks like a festival. It turns out that monks from a nearby temple are giving porridge, and there are volunteers helping. It is to drink a bowl of red bean soup on a chilly spring night.

The chanting monks have picturesque features, and the volunteers who come to help are jk beautiful girls. Some of the Shibuya youths onlookers turned on their mobile phone cameras to take pictures. It's really hard to tell whether they want to strike up a conversation, see handsome guys, or do something else.

Junping managed to squeeze into the human wall, panting, "You're running too fast."

One said: "Because they are very interesting."

Junping's radar was activated, and after getting along for a while, he understood that what is fun in a mouth often equals trouble.He listens to the education preached by men in cassocks, Sparta is gone.

This, this, this... this is it!

Listen to what he said, exorcising evil spirits to believe in the Pope, select one from the crowd to say that he has recently suffered from insomnia, his shoulders are sinking, he has a dream of being hanged, it is the spirit of abandoning a woman, etc., and perform exorcism live , the latter went from the original suspicion to the surprise of being poked at the center to the gratitude for joining the religion.

They even call it Panxingjiao, which is not a serious name at first glance, and they even distribute leaflets to the masses.

Shunping struggled to catch one out of the encirclement, and when he left, the other party was still holding the leaflet of Panxingjiao.

"Let's go, Dazai-kun, if you join the religion, you will be forced to pay the incense money. It sounds like you are advocating the belief in Buddhism and eternal life!"

One reluctantly said: "Hey - but what they said is so true."

"Maybe it can really exorcise evil spirits."

His words inevitably meant to be a joke, but it's a pity that Shunping was so focused on being deceived by his classmates that he couldn't hear the joke, so he bluntly changed the subject to weird talk and so on.

A bold, thrill-seeking, and weird-talking image emerges vividly on the paper.

There was a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth: Isn't this very similar to a wild conjurer with little knowledge of the conjuration world?

Although his identity was found out sooner or later, he was a young cadre of the Port Mafia, but he was a complete novice in the world of conjuration, and it was not a bad thing to give the impression of being crazy and bold.

It is convenient for him to go deep into various occasions later.

I really hope Gojo Satoru hasn't left yet.Even Ichijo's mental activities were infected with Dazai's madness.

What's the fun of his clumsy performance without an audience?

……

"How long do you want to give porridge, Mimiko." The young and beautiful girl jk wearing piling up bubble socks said, "It's so boring."

She curled her lips and said, "The smell of monkeys is too strong."

The black-haired Mimiko has a calmer personality. They came here to investigate the curse spirits in Shibuya. For some reason, there are a lot of curse spirits in Shibuya recently. Judging that there may be a powerful magic spirit born here, first let the magician under his command come to find out.

"Maybe it will give birth to a powerful curse spirit like the Gap Girl." These are his original words.

"Don't underestimate the power of network communication in the information age."

As for the gathering activities, with the continuous expansion of the Panxing Sect in recent years, their believers have expanded from the pure upper class to the urban middle class. In Japan, nearly [-] people die every year from the attacks of curse spirits. A person who became a fan of ghost stories after being attacked by spirits.

The high-ranking director department disdains to warm ordinary people, so why not let the Panxing sect absorb it?

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"The magician's protection is not picked up for nothing." Xia Youjie, who was sitting cross-legged on the tatami, said with a smile.

In the eyes of the congregation, he is the Buddha in the world.

"The monkeys pursue the stability of the world, and the magician who protects them will sacrifice in vain?" When he said this, too many people flashed in his mind, Hui Yuan, many companions, and him.

"The weak pay offerings to the strong in order to gain a moment of stability. The conjurer is like a thunderbolt. He does everything he can to eliminate evil, but he only helps his own believers."

"What I want to build is such a world."

……

After eating the crepes, Yiyi and Shunping found M to sit down again, chewing the set meal slowly, and it was 10 o'clock.

But Shibuya is different from other places, even at ten o'clock in the evening, the streets are full of traffic and horses, Junping said: "It's so late and there is no fog, why don't you go back, Dazai-kun."

In the final analysis, it is just a strange talk, and it cannot exist at all.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, I heard a voice: "Ah, it's foggy."

One couldn't wait to push the chair away and walked out the door. Shunping didn't quite understand it, but he also gritted his teeth and followed.

He hummed in an out-of-tune tune: "Green postbox, green postbox, where are you? Green postbox—"

"The green mailbox that leads to the other side, the green mailbox that realizes dreams—"

Listening to his humming, Shunping felt that it was too weird.

Junpei's spiritual intuition is considered strong among ordinary people. He is keenly aware of something wrong. To describe it, the noisy human whispers in his ears are becoming softer and less and less, and the thick fog surrounds him. He can only feel himself, and Dazai not far away.

His out-of-tune ditty drilled into his ears, which made his hair stand on end.

"Ah, yes." One stopped.

He looked up and met the big eyes behind the green mailbox.

This is an uncommon curse spirit in Tokyo. There are about two levels. He is green all over and has countless mouths. When he stares at one, he always says things like Hiroji Fujiwara who hates me who bullies me. Inhaled into the body, it will follow the trail to find the victim.

As for the Qingshan Girls' High School student who put the letter into the postbox, I'm afraid they never got out of this fog.

But who was the first person to tell the strange story?And how to make it evolve into a second-level curse spirit in a short period of time, hiding in Shibuya, where there is a lot of people, and has not been discovered so far?

——Is this really a mantra that evolved naturally?

"Dazai-kun." Junpei's timid voice reached his ears.

"Let's go, this makes me feel bad."

A smile never faded from the corner of his mouth, but you look at him now and think his smile is crazy and neurotic.

"It's too late, Junpei-kun."

"Hey?"

"Should you open your eyes and take a good look? If it's you, you might be able to see it." He said inexplicably, "Of course, if it's just such a miscellaneous fish, even I can take Junpei-kun out with all his beard and tail. , What a pity, I thought I could meet someone more interesting."

At this moment, he is really like a madman who is constantly pursuing excitement and looking for meaning between life and death.

This image not only resonates with Dazai, but also shows the unique madness of conjurers.

but……

"Ah, there really is, Mimiko."

JK's energetic voice sounded from behind, and almost at the same time, a vague shadow appeared in front of Junpei's eyes.

He seems to have seen a monster as tall as a small hill. Is it real?

In order to avoid the huge phantom standing in front of his eyes, and also to shout for the people behind him, Junpei turned his head suddenly, but heard a faint voice:

"When facing ferocious beasts, you can't leave your back to them, Junpei-kun."

"This group of unknown things will pounce on you and devour you."

……

I act weird, crazy, and don't care about my own life, so are you fascinated by me, Gojo Satoru.