I decided to debut after dressing up as a real person

Looking at the lifting platform that fit tightly with the stage, Mamako probably knew that she couldn't go back.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she decided to open her eyes and face reality bravely.

Mamako looked at the audience with grief in her eyes.

Seeing Mamako look over, the audience in the audience boiled instantly, and so did the ubiquitous mantra spirits.

On the ceiling, on the wall, and in the crowd, the terrifying body of the curse spirit twisted even more crazily. Mamako waved her bloody arms.

All kinds of eerie and strange sounds resounded on the stage.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, my lord, please look over here!!!"

The sharp sound seemed to be beating drums frantically on Mamako's eardrums. Mamako subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, and what came into view was a curse spirit with eyes all over her body.

The layers of flesh are covered with densely packed eyes that can kill trypophobia, and the dark eyeballs are gurgling around.

The moment Mamako looked over, the densely packed eyes widened at the same time and stared at Mamako in unison.

Mamako involuntarily took a slight step back from the momentary shock that was beyond the underworld.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, the real adult has come to see, she noticed me, she really loves me!!!"

The curse spirit who got what he wished excitedly held his head in his hands and screamed on the spot. Under agitation, he used too much force with his hands, and his whole head was completely pulled off his neck.

The excellent eyesight of the mantra spirit allowed Mamako to see clearly. The moment the head was pulled off completely, scarlet hot blood spewed out like a fountain in a park, and the torn flesh tissue on the neck was still squirming alive.

? ? ! ! !

this... this... this...

Mamako looked away in horror, and hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to watch the scene of the curse spirits dancing wildly under the stage.

The moment she lowered her head, she also heard the regretful and resentful voice of the curse spirit from the audience, just like the voice of a boudoir who has lost her husband.

"Ah, woo woo woo, why does the real person stop looking at me? Is it because I'm not attractive enough?"

Sorry, it's because you are so eye-catching! ! !

This is true, not why she didn't look at it, she was really incapable of accepting this bloody scene.

The trainees on the side saw Mamako staring blankly at the stage floor, a little worried, why did she suddenly lose her soul on the eve of the performance.

She approached lightly, stretched out her hand and patted Mamako quietly from behind, and said in a low voice.

"Really, don't be distracted, it's about to start."

Mamako took a deep breath, looked up and smiled at her thankfully.People always have to face the knife that life is caught off guard. There is a saying that life is either in an accident or on the road to an accident.

She took a deep breath with difficulty, showed a gentle smile to face the fans, and looked up for a moment.

A large amount of white smoke came out from the walking Mount Fuji, and the hot magma emitted a dazzling red light.

Leu Hu raised her hand confidently, and greeted Mamako casually and loudly.

"Really, let them see how powerful our super-level curse spirits are, and let them know how ordinary humans can compare with our curse spirits! Especially the ants who blocked my account in that forum last time!!!"

Mamako's smile froze, and she quickly looked away to maintain her smile to prevent her expression from cracking.

The warm smiles and encouragement of the fans came to mind, the eyes of the fans in the crowd were shining brightly, and the light board with her name was held high in the air, like a flowing sea of ​​stars, echoing in the ears Saying her name, my heart slowly calmed down.

This is the first public performance, don't let them down!

The eyes were half closed, and then opened again, firmly replacing the previous blankness, like a sharp sword unsheathed with a slight pressure.

For the first public performance, the song chosen by their group was a handsome and fast-paced singing and dancing song.The trainees of the same team wore the same type of handsome singing uniforms.

The uniforms are uniform in black and gold, and the uniforms assigned by Mamako resemble a military lo.

Her long gray-blue hair was tied high into a high ponytail, completely revealing her slender and perfect swan neck, and she was wearing a navy cap.

The small black suit jacket has long sleeves with a thick texture, and there is also a light golden pentagram on the right chest. The neatly lined black suit has light golden dark lines on the edge, and the golden buttons are under the stage lights. shining brightly.The black skirt with golden patterns also has layers of creamy white inner lining exposed, black and gold leg rings on the slender legs, and black boots tied with strings.

Wearing black gloves on both hands, the back of the right glove is also a light gold pentagram pattern, holding a black cane in his hand, the blue single eye looks like a sea with huge waves, and the amber single eye seems to flow under the light Jinpo is in harmony with the golden pentagram element Huihui on the Dage suit.

All the lights were dimmed, and the rhythmic songs exploded in the venue. The spotlight in the center was turned on, and the golden stage bloomed in an instant.

Under the brim of the black hat are oppressive eyes, like prey locked by a wild beast. The dance is full of power, and every step is accurately caught on the beat of the song. Mamako stepped forward and sang an explosive high note.

In an instant, the battlefield full of gunpowder appeared in front of everyone's eyes, like a look of contempt from a high-ranking emperor, or a look full of danger from a general looking up from his horse.

The crowd was instantly ignited, screams filled the entire venue, and the fans exhausted all their strength to wave the lights and support objects in their hands in accordance with the rhythm, calling for the bright stars on the stage.

Not to be outdone, the curse spirits waved their bloody arms, heads and eyeballs in support of their real adults.

The end of the song ends with Mamako stepping up to a handsome somersault and then a flying kick with a blast of wind.

The black scepter she held hit the stage, and the spotlight hit the girl with a golden light, like an irresistible existence, and she directly and aggressively broke through the barriers of others.

The atmosphere at the scene reached its peak in an instant. Everyone raised their heads and stared intently at the girl shining under the spotlight, and suddenly burst into screams that could overturn the venue.

"Real sauce!!! Real wife!!!"

"A real husband is the worst!"

"What kind of mother fan am I, my husband up me!!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, that leg, my sister hit me with crutches, stepped on me with boots, I can do it all!!!"

The companion turned around in amazement, seeing the tearful companion frantically shaking the light board, couldn't help turning around and making complaints.

"Put on some clothes!"

The curse spirits were also howling loudly, and the curse spirits who had reached the highest point of emotion began to throw gifts to the beloved real adults on the stage.

The headless mantra picked up the bloody head that had been placed on Edogawa Conan's shoulder before, and threw it to the real person on the stage.

Edogawa Conan, who was speechless watching Suzuki Sonoko screaming crazily, suddenly had a sore shoulder for half of the show. He moved his arm and found that his shoulder returned to normal, as if a heavy object on his shoulder had been removed. .

The whole bloody head was thrown onto the stage, and the huge eyeballs with red pupils were still bouncing on the ground when they were thrown onto the stage, full of good elasticity, and the arm that was forcibly torn off was still "grumbling" Scarlet blood kept coming out.

The chubby head rolled forward on the stage for a while, and finally hit the black boots and stopped at Mamako's feet.

Mamako lowered his head to look at the head of the curse spirit stopped at his feet. The face of the head was distorted ferociously, and the mouth was opened to an extent that ordinary people could not reach. There was nothing in the black eye sockets, and the white brains flowed all over the floor with blood. .

? ? ! ! !

Looking at the broken arm and stump in the sticky blood on the ground, Mamako's eyes widened in horror.

What are you doing again!Ah hello!Why throw these bloody things to her!

With their agitation, the leaked mantra became more and more intense, and the mantra in the venue was as strong as a solid. From Mamako's point of view, the venue, which is large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people, is filled with a lot of black mist, cold and damp. The atmosphere is all over the place.

******

Tokyo Bakery.

"I want two sandwich breads." Jianren Qihai, who was wearing a beige suit, stretched out his hands and rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, and said to the cashier.

Taking the packaged sandwich bread with one hand, and handing the money to the cashier with the other, Jianren Qihai looked tired after a day's work.

Jianren Qihai walked out of the exquisite bakery with two packed sandwich breads. The moment he stepped out of the bakery, a seemingly invisible spell came from the west.

Jianren Qihai sighed deeply, and stretched out his left hand to check the time on the watch.

At this time, the hour and second hands just reached 07:30.

It's 07:30, and today's eight-hour labor time has been completed, and now it's time to get off work, and I have to work overtime again.

Labor is shit!

Overtime is the shit of shit!

Jianren Qihai raised his head and looked at the source of the mantra. At the far end was a huge stadium. The venue covers a large area, and it is usually used for stars and idols to hold large-scale concerts.

Two girls walked past Qihai Jianren arm in arm, and the word-for-word conversation between the two came to my ears.

"The first performance of "IDOL Creation Camp 101" is tonight."

The other girl answered excitedly immediately.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Empty, tearful eyes."

"Well, the show site for the first public performance is in the xxxx clubhouse in front, and it has already started."

The sound gradually faded away and became smaller and smaller until it drifted into the air and completely dissipated.

The source of the mantra is the xxxx guild hall.

His brows were slightly frowned, and there were more than 1 tickets.

The deep breath dissipated in the evening wind, leaving only a tired figure far away.

The closer you get to the guild hall, the stronger the mantra power is. When approaching the entrance of the guild hall, Jianren Qihai couldn't breathe due to the high concentration of mantra power in the air.

Super magic spirit.

No, this is not just a super-level curse spirit.

Qihai Jianren frowned and looked at the huge clubhouse. Powerful music came from the clubhouse, and a large number of fans holding support objects were densely packed at the entrance of the pale white clubhouse.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yidizhi Jiegao, asking him to contact relevant personnel to evacuate the crowd, and took a deep look at the entrance.

More than 1 tickets.

Quickly move through the crowd towards the entrance.

"The one in front! Why don't you learn how to evade fares like that meatball-headed monk before, fare evasion is immoral, stop!"

The staff in security uniforms chased after him cursingly with batons.

"You stop for me!!!"

The situation was urgent, and Qihai Jianren ignored the staff members holding batons. The moment the music stopped, he rushed straight into the hall.

Then he saw an unforgettable scene that made him doubt his life.

In the thick black mantra power, densely packed mantra spirits huddled in the crowd, everywhere, all over the clubhouse.

Bloody, devastated, purgatory scenes on earth.

The fans stayed safely in the pile of mantras to support the idols on the stage, and the mantras also screamed wildly as other fans swayed to call the people on the stage.

Then he threw his bloody head, arms, and eyeballs onto the stage in unison.

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