"Boss, did you notice anyone strange when you came here just now?" Marui Bunta, wearing a maid outfit and chewing bubble gum, with the tray in his hand covering half of his face, asked Yukimura Seiichi who was standing at the door with a camera.
Yukimura Seiichi was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at his camera: "Did Bunta find any suspicious people?"
Marui Bunta didn't know what to say. Ever since he came back from the hot spring hotel last time, he found that some strange and ugly things often appeared in his life, but because he subconsciously kept away from those things, he didn't take them seriously.
But this time, he actually saw a person who looked neither male nor female, and looked very strange, walking through the crowd, casually picking up food that others had placed on the table and eating it, but no one noticed.
——There is more than one such creature.
"That's it... the strange thing I told you about." Marui Fumita whispered, using the tray as a shield to reduce his voice, and said in a tone that was almost whispered, "I feel like they sneaked into the school."
With the help of the camera, Yukimura Seiichi concentrated his mental power to observe and found that there were creatures among the crowd that ordinary people could not perceive.
Not only is there the androgynous existence that Marui Bunta mentioned, there is also a dwarf staring at a volcano, and a monster tall enough to penetrate the roof.
These creatures casually took things from the stalls and talked to each other. Although they did not harm humans, their nonchalant attitude and the intimidation they conveyed made Yukimura Seiichi feel something was wrong.
The smile on Yukimura Seiichi's face disappeared for a moment, and he said to Marui Bunta soothingly: "Don't act rashly, I will go to discuss it with Nioh."
During the recent hot spring trip, they learned that there are other supernatural powers in the world. Those people are called sorcerers. Their mission is to eliminate monsters called cursed spirits that ordinary people cannot see. Cursed spirits come from the negative emotions of ordinary people and have endless malice towards humans.
Ordinary people have only a little curse power and usually cannot see curse spirits. If they can see curse spirits, it means they are in danger.
In that incident, they were clearly just bystanders, but Niou Masaharu suddenly saw everything, and in the test of the sorcerer, he determined that they were qualified to control cursed power and could become a sorcerer.
However, he rejected the invitation from the Jujutsu High School and chose to be a non-staff member, still focusing on playing tennis.
Yukimura Seiichi discovered that he could determine whether he could see those things by the degree of his mental concentration. Out of caution, he did not tell the sorcerer about this special phenomenon. Instead, he went back and used the information he had found in the Atobe family to learn about the world of sorcery on his own.
Most cursed spirits are irrational. A rational cursed spirit might be the legendary special cursed spirit.
The second-year B group held an event in a maid cafe. Marui Bunta and Niou Masaharu were actually in the same class, but compared to Bunta who was forced to join the show, Niou was assigned to solicit customers outside.
When Yukimura Seiichi found Niou Masaharu, he was chatting with a man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall and looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with.
"Well, I don't really know which activity venue in our school has the most people." Niou Masaharu held the flyer with a nonchalant look, "Sir, you should ask someone else."
"Is that so?" Naohua saw someone coming and immediately greeted Ren Wang in a friendly manner, then turned and left. "You look familiar to me. Let's meet again if we have the chance in the future."
Yukimura Seiichi came over and whispered, "Something is wrong."
Niou Masaharu nodded, his eyes full of solemnity: "He looks a lot like the one in the information given to me by the people from Jujutsu High School - a rebellious curser. I suspect he sensed my cursed power and came here to inquire about it."
"Kayou Ken?" Yukimura Seiichi picked up the camera and took a picture of his receding back. The "click" sound from the hand holding the camera was not crisp and did not arouse any alarm.
Yukimura Seiichi repeated to Niou what had just happened at the door of Class B's coffee shop, feeling a little uneasy.
"Any one of them can cause fatal damage to ordinary people." He said, "Although our tennis balls can also hurt ordinary cursed spirits, they don't have any other combat experience after all."
The fancy fighting method on the cable car last time was already outrageous enough, God knows what these creatures that don’t even look like human beings will do.
Niou took out his phone and sent a message to Fushiguro Megumi. After receiving a reply, he said to Yukimura Seiichi, "I repeated the appearance of the people you told me, and Fushiguro Megumi told me that they would send a special sorcerer."
"That Gojo-sensei?" Yukimura Seiichi was particularly impressed by the tall man with eye patch who was so dramatic in the cable car. "But this also shows that the situation is very dangerous."
“Should we try to evacuate the school?” Niou Masaharu said, then immediately denied it. “No, there are too many people, and they are smart, so they will definitely be able to detect the changes.”
"That curser..." Yukimura Seiichi looked at the back of the man with a bun in the photo and doubted his memory for the first time, "Isn't he dead?"
"Who knows what kind of weird things there are in the world of curse?"
Niou Masaharu put the flyer on the table and sighed, "I wonder if my new spell tennis ball can handle them."
The two chatted for a while before another man with short orange hair walked towards them with his arms crossed: "Excuse me, have you ever seen someone who is very tall, has small eyes, and usually wears a bun?"
The two were stunned for a moment; this feature sounded familiar.
Niou Masaharu asked, "Which school are you from to participate in the school festival?"
The people from the Jujutsu High School won't come so soon, right?
You just said it one second, and you found it the next second?
Nakahara Chuuya had a sullen face and tried hard to hold back his anger: "I'm 22!"
"Oh, a college student?" Niou Masaharu was a little disappointed.
Nakahara Chuuya inexplicably recalled what Mori Ogai had said to him about whether or not he should continue studying, as well as the ridicule from Mizukami Sosuke, the only one with a university diploma, and his gaze towards Niou Masaharu became increasingly unfriendly.
Yukimura Seiichi shook the camera in his hand and pulled up a photo: "Is this the person?"
"Should it be?" Nakahara Chuuya glanced at them casually and said politely to the two of them, "Wait a moment, I'll go ask my companions."
The two men saw the man in front of them turn around and whispered to the notebook in their hands perfunctorily: "Hey, come here!"
Yukimura Seiichi and Niou Masaharu looked at each other and inexplicably felt that they seemed to have met some strange person again.
Soon, a figure came up to them. A boy in school uniform and a cap came over and asked, "Hey, what did you call me for?"
"Look at this, is this the person you are looking for?" Nakahara Chuuya took the camera from Yukimura Seiichi and handed it to Suzumiya Kazuki.
Suzumiya Kazuki was silent for a moment: "I always feel that the people I know are not that big."
"Weren't you junior high school classmates? It's not surprising that you've grown up after so many years." Nakahara Naka said impatiently, "Now that you've found it, there's nothing else to do, right? I still have to go back to work."
"Work?" Niou Masaharu quickly grasped the word, "Don't you sorcerers go to college?"
The same is true for those people I asked last time. Obviously, no one said more than most of them, but one by one they have already begun to fight for the survival of mankind.
Niou Masaharu thinks he does not have such great ambitions, but he still respects this group of people very much.
Nakahara Chuuya was stunned: "Who told you that I'm a sorcerer?"
Does any ordinary person know the name of a sorcerer these days? How do they keep it secret?
Chuuya Nakahara felt that this matter was a serious violation of the rules of the inner world and felt it necessary to go back and report it.
Finally, they realized that the information from both sides never seemed to be on the same channel. Everyone fell silent and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.
Yukimura Seiichi suddenly asked, "Can you tell me your name?"
He looked at the boy who was tossing and turning in front of the camera.
"Suzumiya Kazuki." The boy said cheerfully, without any hidden thoughts, "I'm here to look for someone. Do you know where this person is?"
He raised the camera and shook it, his eyes sparkling, making people feel that he was quite excited at the moment.
He excitedly said to Nakahara Chuuya: "I noticed that there is also a tuft of hair rising up at the back of Jie's bun, so it should be correct!"
Nakahara Chuuya: ...
How many years have passed, and this guy named Geto Suguru hasn't even changed his hairstyle?
However, it is terrifying to think that a top-grade curser who had been declared dead could show up on the campus of Rikkai University so brazenly.
The two people who had experienced the cable car incident naturally heard the conversation between Gojo Satoru and the water police officer who looked in poor health. For a moment, they did not expect that the long-lost boy mentioned by Gojo Satoru would actually appear at their school festival.
"So, Suzumiya-kun, I want to ask, do you know Mr. Mizukami Tetsuya?" Yukimura Seiichi said softly, "And a Mr. Gojo Satoru, they seem to be looking for you."
Ryoumiya Kazuki suddenly raised his head and stared at the handsome boy in front of him seriously: "What did you just say?"
Yukimura Seiichi repeated it once more.
The boy's eyes suddenly turned red, and the pure black pupil color was covered in an instant, leaving only the blood with a dark breath. He squeezed the camera in his hand and his emotions became intense.
"I don't want to know Gojo Satoru." He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to hear the name Mizukami Tetsuya."
Nakahara Chuuya subconsciously covered his eyes, held him down in an awkward position, and whispered, "We are still outside, we are all ordinary people, calm down!"
Suzumiya Kazuki didn't say anything. He held the camera, biting his lower lip with his teeth, looking very sad.
Yukimura Seiichi couldn't hold back his smile. He fell silent and said softly, "I'm sorry."
Nakahara Chuuya tiptoed and covered his eyes with one hand. He could only feel some long eyelashes brushing against his palm, which was a little itchy.
He subconsciously wanted to let go of her hand, but the next second he felt his palms were wet.
Ryoumiya Heshu pulled his hand away, revealing her wet eyes that had returned to their original black color. She choked up and said to him, "You're too short, and you're holding me back."
Nakahara Chuuya: ...
Damn, give him some compassion.
The author has something to say: Let’s celebrate the holidays together! It’s true that we don’t have a partner (lights a cigarette)
It is better to be happy even in the midst of persecution (狗头)
Let Naohua and Gojo face off in advance, and Shibuya will probably be able to win (I am really an expert in collecting lunch boxes) Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-08-14 12:00:00~2021-08-14 21:00:00~
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