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

"If we don't go, will many innocent people be killed?"

"....meeting."

Isabella sat on the sofa, relaxed her body, and let the soft sponge wrap it up.

"You... never asked me this question before."

"I just care about your feelings."

Isabella just smiled lightly.

"What I like is the hero who is risking his own life to save the world. The hero who bursts into tears when he talks about wanting to take a step towards the light."

"A hero who is an ordinary person."

If you feel that everything in this world has nothing to do with you, then you have denied all your previous efforts, everything you are numb to, everything you value, and everything you care about.

Holding an umbrella is also a person in the rain. Sometimes you need to throw away the umbrella and walk freely in the rain.

"I will wait for you."

...

Standing on the eaves of the night, Cheng Rang stared at the extinguished lights in the hotel room and said to the other side of the phone: "Hello, Mr. Qihai? I have a question about remuneration... I actually charge by the hour. ."

"Besides, this is an exception for overtime work, so please don't tell others. You and I both have little secrets that we don't want others to know, don't we?"

"What's the specific price?" Nanami's calm voice didn't seem to change.

Cheng Rang raised a smile.

"Negotiable."

Chapter 67 The curse of the human heart

After the incident at Sato Sakura High School, the body of his mother, Yoshino Nagi, was found in Yoshino Junpei's house, as well as the exposed finger of Su Nuo (the little finger of the deputy left hand).

Yoshino Nagi may have been attacked by a cursed spirit attracted by Su Nuo's fingers, and her body was missing from the waist down.

There was no visible blood at the scene. Yoshino Nagi's body was lying in the bedroom. After lifting the quilt, it was found that it was covered with refrigerant and ice packs.

Cheng Rang put down the incident file report, "He is still a child, right? Yoshino Junpei..."

"Seventeen years old." Nanami replied, leaning against the wall.

"Then what does this child with a miserable life experience have to do with the mission commission?"

"In the previous movie theater incident, the murderer can definitely be the special curse spirit. There were four people in the movie theater at that time, and three of them died."

"He is the one who survived." Cheng Rangqing

Sigh.

"By the way, Yoshino Junpei can see the curse. I've asked Knotweed to continue to monitor him."

"Japanese knotweed is also involved...even though I knew it early on."

...

"Am I the one holding me back?"

At that time, after learning that Nanami was going to fight the enemy alone, Ji Zhi's tone was sullen and questioning.

"Take me next time. 'My companion died, but I was not there. Because I am a child.' I won't do this kind of thing."

"No." Qihai refused without hesitation, "As you know, the enemy will use modified humans. There are incurable people in this world. As long as you continue to do this, sooner or later you will encounter someone who has to kill someone. Killer time. But not now... Please understand."

The knotweed looked down at the ground beneath its feet.

"You are a child and this is by no means your fault."

...

There is no trace of warmth in the cold home, and it is as cold as the outside world.

Yoshino had no black clothes, so he opened his mother's closet and put on the first black clothes he saw.

With the black jacket zipped to the top, Yoshino walked out of the house step by step.

It is obviously the morning and the air that I have become accustomed to,

On the way to school, I’m almost tired of seeing it...

Today is completely different.

Yoshino Junpei never knew what the concept of "death" was.

Until that morning he didn't hear any busy sounds coming from the kitchen outside the house.

Opening the bedroom door, the messy dining table was the same as last night, with empty beer cans scattered on the table.

His mother was scattered on the ground.

"....Mother?"

The warm eyes that were usually casual but always staring at him lost their warmth, and Yoshino's own shadow was reflected in the dilated pupils.

Yoshino knew that was death.

"It's a dream..." Yoshino raised the corners of his mouth stiffly and couldn't help but chuckle. His legs trembled and he backed away, hitting the door.

It must be because of those strange movies yesterday. Am I still dreaming?

It was as if his heart had been torn open and filled with ice cubes, stiffly pumping out blood and making his whole body cold.

Yoshino curled up on the bed with his eyes widened, trying to force himself to close his eyes.

"Wake up... wake up... wake up!"

Gradually, his rapid breathing calmed down, and his eyes opened wide without blinking.

"died..."

The boy was unexpectedly calm. He then slowly got up from the bed, walked out of the door, and cleaned up his mother.

Her lower body was missing, leaving only a strange finger clenched in her hand.

The mother was very light. Yoshino hugged her, put her back on the bed in the bedroom, and closed her eyes.

Place all the cold packs and ice cubes in the refrigerator next to the mother and cover her with a quilt.

As if sleeping, beautiful, cold and peaceful.

After doing all this, Yoshino walked back to his room again, sat on the bed, and stared at the ground blankly.

"So hungry..."

But today, there is no breakfast.

It was a moment of collapse. The nerves that had no time to react finally processed the cruel reality and transmitted it to the brain for Yoshino to understand.

My mother died, so suddenly, for no apparent reason...

Death means that you can no longer move, you can no longer speak, and you can no longer wash and cook for yourself.

Heart-wrenching cries came through the window. Yoshino fell to the ground crying, covering his face with all his strength, tears pouring out of his eyes uncontrollably...

——With a temperature that only belongs to the living.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""

.......

"It's a charm that attracts curses."

Masato sat on the edge of the bed, hugging Yoshino with dark eyes, and raised the finger he handed to her.

"Why, why do I have this thing in my house...!"

"There are many curse masters who make money by cursing others. I'm afraid it's their fault." Masato's tone seemed to be filled with pity and comfort, and he gently touched Yoshino's shoulder. "As long as there are benefits in interpersonal relationships or money, it will A simple curse that kills people. Do you have any clues? Someone who hates you or your mother, or... someone sinister with money and leisure."

Yoshino's eyes suddenly widened as a face appeared in his mind.

That's the guy who has been bullying me in every possible way... It's him, it must be him! it's him!

...

On the roof of the school building, Zhenren and Xia You waited until they saw the figure in the black jacket, with the pockets inserted in it, walking slowly.

"hey-hey...."

He grinned and held up his finger.

"Born from darkness, from darkness to darkness. The filth and filth are all gone."

The [tent] was put down, as if flowing darkness enveloped the entire school.

"It's done~"

"I'm sorry, Master, I can't leave any residue behind. What is the effect of [the account]?"

"The ones inside can't get out, but the ones outside can get in." The real person added: "But it can only restrict humans with weak spell power."

Xia You said: "If there is an unreported account in a residential area, the window should report it immediately. I hope it can go smoothly according to your idea."

"It should be fine. Shun Ping hit Su Nuo

Starting from the time of the container, the direction of the story has already been determined. "The real person sneered and said, "Let the two of them fight, and give the knotweed Youren the [restraint] that can be beneficial to Su Nuo. "

"Really, I wish I could be as calm as you, Luohu."

"He's very cute like that~" The real person couldn't help laughing as he thought of his irritable little head like a volcano.

"Is that okay? Isn't that finger a very valuable charm?"

"It doesn't matter. The finger in the juvenile hall was quickly absorbed by Japanese knotweed Hishito. So I asked the senior high school to collect the one I left at Yoshino Junpei's house."

"Is there a conspiracy?"

"That's right, I'll take my leave first." Xia You waved his hand and planned to leave before the tent was completely closed.

"Xia You, you can also stay and watch, it will definitely be interesting~"

Xia You jumped off the roof, "Remember to pay attention to the guy you mentioned. If he were here, the situation would be completely different."

That soul, as powerful as the vast sea, lost all fighting spirit the moment it was looked at.

The real person shrank his shoulders in fear, and murmured in a somewhat uncertain tone: "No way, I should be just an ant to him. Would anyone really go out of his way to trample an ant to death?"

It's not like Xia You and you haven't considered the possibility of wooing that guy.

But when I thought about [wooing], I needed to provide corresponding benefits, which I couldn't provide at all, so I gave up.

The good news is that maybe the senior high school student can't come up with anything that would allow him to stop his plan.

"Maybe...?"

Chapter 68: [Internal and external spell] of Japanese knotweed

The students gathered here for the award ceremony in the school auditorium.

But in the blink of an eye, under Sato's gaze, all the students in the audience fell down one by one.

Teacher Waicun, who came upon noticing the movement, was almost frightened to death when he saw the scene in front of him. He threw himself in front of the students and shook them.

"Hey, what's going on?! Are you okay? Cheer up!"

"They won't die."

There were footsteps behind him and he stopped. Tomura looked back and saw that it was Yoshino Junpei.

Wearing a black jacket, his eyes seemed completely different from usual, and his tone was cold and scary.

"Yoshino...? Why, no...do you know what happened?"

Yoshino calmly lifted up the long bangs that covered his forehead with his hands.

"Teacher, look carefully."

The bangs were lifted, and what was covered behind them were dense scars, which were burns caused by burning cigarette butts.

Teacher Tomura's eyes widened in surprise: "Your injury... is that!?"

"What happened so far, and what will happen from now on..." Yoshino walked towards the stage step by step, looking up at the only figure standing on the stage.