I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

The task of the two is to investigate Yoshino Junpei and whether the deaths of the three people in the cinema are related to him.

Hu Zhi leaned on the backrest and poked his head in the back seat, his eyes fixed on Yoshino's back.

"How to do?"

"Use this." Ichichi pointed to the cage on the passenger seat, which contained several small, strange-looking animals.

"Is this a curse spirit?" Huzhang was surprised.

"[Fly Head] is a low-level curse that is not even level 4. Once he is in a place where no one is around, let them attack him."

"Alas!?"

Regarding the understanding of the word "attack" in Ichichi's mouth, Hu Zede asked carefully: "This [attack] is..."

"There are several situations. First, if he is an ordinary person who cannot see the curse, please save him. Second, if he can see the curse but cannot deal with it, please save him as well, and then we Then ask about the situation on the day of the accident.”

"Thirdly, if he uses spells to remove the head, he needs to be arrested immediately."

Hu Zedong glanced at Ichichi who looked serious. It was obvious that he was not the kind of person who would joke around.

"Use of force?"

"If the use of force is a misjudgment, then we will apologize to him later."

There was some worry in Ichichi's eyes, "It's just...if Yoshino Junpei has the ability of a second-level conjurer or above, we will temporarily retreat and join Mr. Nanami.

"I should be able to handle Level 2."

"That's the second level of the curse spirit. You should know that the levels of the curse master and the curse spirit are different, right?"

"Of course." Huzhuang nodded, "It's natural for a second-level magician to defeat a second-level magic spirit, because a second-level magician has the same strength as a first-level magic spirit. Teacher Campbell must have told me such important knowledge. ah."

Yi Di understood, and then sighed silently in his heart, thinking that it would be great for Polygonatum to have a responsible teacher to guide him. If it were Teacher Gojo...

"You'll have to get off if you go further."

"The feeling of directing and acting on your own is really uninspiring..."

The knotweed lifted the cage of the fly head and retracted to the back row, gearing up.

.....

Isabella made a dissatisfied sound when Cheng Rang suddenly pulled her in another direction.

"What did you do suddenly?"

This road is obviously closer to the destination we want to go to.

"No, it's nothing! I think it's more interesting here!" Cheng Rang raised the corner of his mouth and stuttered.

It was because he saw the pink-haired boy getting out of the black car not far away that he dragged Isabella away because he didn't want to be disturbed and their time was interrupted!

So that kid from Polygonum Knotweed didn’t stay at school honestly today, so why did he come here!

"Are you a little weird today?

"Isabella came up to Cheng Rang and blinked.

"Ahaha, is there any!?"

"What's the interesting thing you said?"

Cheng Rang quickly searched the map in his mind, and his eyes lit up: "Have you seen Doraemon, right? There is Fujiko F Fujio's museum here..."

"Is it also available here?" Isabella was very familiar with this popular character, and was quite interested in the overlapping cultures in different worlds.

"It's better to say that this is the birthplace!"

"...I think you look like Doraemon." Isabella complained while holding back a laugh, pointing at Cheng Rang's chest.

He would always take out all kinds of messy things from here, ranging from key chains and watch pendants to rice cookers, refrigerators and ovens... He was simply the reincarnation of Doraemon.

Cheng Rang smiled and scratched his head.

Isabella took Cheng Rang's arm and leaned into his arms, "Okay, let's go and take a look."

“Also, don’t forget to take more photos!”

The camera was thrust into Cheng Rang's hand by Isabella.

Cheng Rang craned his neck and quickly glanced at the tiger stick running away in the opposite direction. He breathed a sigh of relief and quickly patted his chest.

"Don't worry! I will take a beautiful photo of my wife!"

"You are better than others just because you are smooth-tongued."

"Eh? Aren't a model husband like me better than others in every aspect?" Cheng Rang looked innocent.

Cheng Rang could feel his collar being pulled by Isabella, and Cheng Rang opened his eyes wide and looked at Isabella.

"Then stay with me more!"

"I'm not accompanying you anymore. Don't worry, I won't run away this time! This is a rare honeymoon vacation..."

The two walked across a small bridge and crossed a narrow river. The green woods in the distance were clearly visible, as if they were surrounded by mountains.

Although Japan is small, it is commendable for its close proximity to nature. The people are also very polite, and the various etiquettes are even a bit uncomfortable.

"By the way, where are we going to eat tonight?"

"Hmm... Doraemon themed cafe?"

“Are there any restaurants besides museums?”

"Of course~"

Chapter 62: Inaction Transformation

Just under the bridge that Cheng Rang passed by, and in the sewer leading to the port, Qihai was holding a blunt knife in his hand, and bright red blood gathered into thin lines dripping from it.

The swollen and deformed "human body" was cut into three or seven equal parts and fell horizontally at his feet.

"If you want to show up, please come earlier, okay? Although they are [alien], it's too late..."

"——But this kind of killing is really disgusting."

Nanami loosened her tie and adjusted the hem of her suit, and light footsteps came from the dark shaft not far away.

"Oh, it's great, great~"

The real person walked out of the shadows and looked at him in surprise, "It would be a bit tricky if it was Gojo Satoru, but if it is too weak, it can't even be considered an experiment."

Nanami looked at the approaching figure, her eyes filled with displeasure. He frowned and rubbed his neck, "I hate working overtime. Let's finish it as soon as possible."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nanami stepped forward.

Whoosh!

The first slash failed and was dodged by the real person in advance.

Much like....

Nanami noticed the difference as soon as she fought with the cursed spirit in front of her.

He looks very similar to a guy named Gojo Satoru, who is typically as frivolous as in the comics...

And the darkness inside is so powerful.

The spell wrapped around the opponent's palms was strange and depressing. His intention to touch him was very obvious. He was probably an enemy who mainly fought in close combat.

Waving her sword to block the attack path of Masato, Nanami took a step back, then raised her kick to kick away the approaching Masato.

"hey-hey...."

The smile on Masato's lips became more and more arrogant. Nanami's eyes were sharp and she turned the blunt knife in her hand.

Whoosh!

Facing the oncoming attack, the real person chose to raise his hands to defend.

Seventy-three out of ten....!

Nanami's eyes had already seen the weakness of its defense, and she swung her sword down to deal a heavy blow to it.

boom!

Click...

Setsuna's broken wrist made the real person's eyes widen and his expression showed surprise.

The blow was successful and both of them retreated at the same time.

"Ah? I should have caught it with magic power..." The real person shook his broken wrist, "Is it this kind of magic?"

"This kind of thing?" Qihai raised the knife and pointed it at the real person, "I hate abstract questions that are directly thrown to the other party."

The real person didn't care about the nearly broken limbs, put down his hand and looked at Nanami with a smile.

"That's great~ You don't hate chatting."

"It depends on the person." Nanami said coldly.

....Spell spirits that can communicate like this, Mr. Gojo's report mentioned that two unregistered special-level curse spirits attacked him that night. It is difficult to think that there is no connection between the two.

The real person asked again: "Let me tell you, do you think the soul or the body came first?"

Nanami raised her eyebrows slightly, showing confusion.

He continued: "Isn't there such a problem, which came first, the chicken or the egg... Is the soul lodged in the body? Or is the body attached to the soul?"

I can only listen to him...

Nanami narrowed her eyes, "The former."

"Wrong answer, the answer is the latter. The soul exists before the body at all times.

"

The severed limbs of the real person hanging in mid-air squirmed with wounds, and quickly recovered with the heart-wrenching sound of flesh and blood.

"The form of the body is guided by the form of the soul."

Reverse the spell?

"This is not a treatment." Masato seemed to have seen what Nanami was thinking, and took out something from his arms, "I am maintaining my soul form strongly. Do you understand now? My technique can touch the soul. , changing its form.”

"..."

"——Inaction changes."

Like a sculpture that has been drained, the twisted human body in the hands of the real person begins to squirm, expand and change.

Not only this one, he took out two more walnut-sized "people" in his hand.

It is very clear who the murderer of the movie theater is.

"It's quite difficult for me to shrink humans and preserve them. Ordinary people will die soon after changing their forms. What will happen if it's not just a conjurer?"

At this time, Nanami slowly raised her wrist and glanced at her watch.

"Seventeen thirty...I started working at ten o'clock today."

"...Um?"

The real person released the transformed person, or rather "monster", and looked at the man in front of him who was as calm as ever.

"No matter what happens, I have to get off work before 18 o'clock."

...

The battle begins again!

The transformed body turned into tentacle extensions, which shot through the air like bullets. Nanami moved at high speed to avoid strangulation and pursuit.

He swung his knife to knock off the tentacles, turned around and charged like an agile cheetah with a low posture. The tentacles were instantly thrown behind him and rumbled into the wall.

Nanami stamped her foot fiercely, swung her sword back, and cut off the tentacle with two snaps.

【Ten strokes spell! 】

"It's quite flexible!"

Nanami jumped up into the air and glanced back at the real person below. She saw him flicking his hands, and the two transformed human bodies he had prepared before came out with a surge of spell power.