Chapter 88 Dettol Clear
She remembers the day she passed the interview. Masamichi Yaga said that being a magician is a job that makes people unhappy.
Buried deep in the human heart are all messy things. To put it bluntly, wishes are desires. Desire drives humans to keep collecting things that can satisfy themselves, but in the end they cannot fill the heart occupied by desires.
The more greedy people are, the more their desires will expand. The more their desires will expand, the more greedy they will become.
The haze hidden deep in the heart overflows from the small body of human beings, gathers and compresses somewhere, and finally evolves into something like a curse spirit, inheriting human greed and desire, and continuing human negative emotions.
The more negative emotions are absorbed, the more powerful the curse becomes. Like a piece of cloth accidentally stained with sparks, the flame spreads silently, greedily occupying what it can. The fire burns more intensely, and the body changes. It grew bigger, its malice grew stronger, its thinking became closer to humans, it crazily devoured living creatures, biting off bones, tearing muscles and bones, and swallowing its contents. The greater the power of the curse, the more it wanted to devour humans.
Devour the creatures that made them.
…
Silvery white splashed all over the ground, and the undulating mountains in the distance were shrouded in a thin layer of hazy mist.
In the silent night, the chirping of summer insects stretched into a line, but stopped chirping in an instant.
Clang——
Something hit the railing hard, and the metal railing was deformed by the impact. The thing that hit the railing didn't care about the pain. After staggering a few times to stabilize its body, it turned around and ran away. .
It wants to escape.
That guy is so awesome.
It has been killed countless times.
The muscles were torn countless times, blood spurted out countless times, the muscles and bones were cut off countless times, the head was penetrated by the blade, and the limbs were chopped off. It hurt like hell.
Like countless days and nights in the past, it quietly waits for the coming of night during the day. The night fills the sky. The night with gray stars is the time for activity. Those who walk in here with fear are delicious. thing.
If the prey has entered the hunting range of the wild beast, it will be devoured.
It no longer remembers how many humans it has killed that have come here. It only remembers that it wants to eat. It only remembers that its whole body hurts. It keeps eating and keeps hurting. Pain and hunger are like tarsal bones. It is entangled. Roaring and shouting.
The rolling shutter door was slowly opened, and the silver-white moonlight poured in. The rustling wind was blocked from the door. A thin woman stood at the door, and the shadow of her feet was reflected diagonally on the cement-paved ground.
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The cursed spirit kept crying out in pain.
Maybe it’s because the curse spirits are born from humans. The curse spirits always imitate humans and say some fragmentary words, such as broken glass blocks and intermittent old movie reels. The curse power is concentrated on the curse spirits. At the same time, it also brought the paranoia of human beings into it and mixed it into the body of the curse spirit.
Yayoi kept hearing it cry out in pain. Yayoi didn't know the cause of the pain or the reason why it couldn't be killed.
Pain is not for anything, hunger is not for anything, because the people who gave birth to it suffer, and the people who gave birth to it are hungry, it will be inherited and continued.
Yayoi didn't know how many times he cut its muscles and chopped off its bones with a knife, how many times the corpse dissipated, and how many times it reunited when the moon rose after the evil moment passed.
The malice and obsession lingering here cannot be dispersed, and the cursed spirit cannot be exorcised.
The gauzy moonlight spread across the quiet streets, and the cries of night owls undulated in the wind.
Yayoi stood on the street, watching the thin boy walk further and further away. After noticing the sight behind him, the boy turned around and fell on her with a blank and puzzled gaze.
Yayoi waved to him, turned and left towards the other end of the street. The boy stood there blankly, watching the red-haired woman slowly merge into the soft moonlight, and the shadow behind her was dragged long.
After returning to the hotel, Yayoi took a shower. The warm water sprayed from the fluffy hair washed onto the smooth floor and flowed into the sewer along the floor drain. The strong water vapor filled the small bathroom.
The rain fell silently from the clouds, hitting the glass panel of the window, making a series of drops.
Rain covered the windows, and the night lights were covered in rain and stuck to the smooth glass panels.
Yayoi walked out of the bathroom with a towel on his head, took out the coat thrown on the sofa, and called Satoru Gojo.
"Moxi Moxi, this is great teacher Satoru Gojo~" A happy voice rang on the phone, like warm water surging in my heart, "Hey, is Yayoi-chan lonely? What problem does Teacher Gojo need to solve? Woolen cloth?"
The rain was falling outside the window, and the drops fell on the glass like a symphony.
Yayoi kicked her bare feet and said in a frustrated voice, "We're in trouble."
Satoru Gojo, who was far away in Tokyo, heard her voice and inexplicably thought of the kitten with droopy ears. He couldn't help but smile, "Can't figure it out? Is it true or false?"
"I don't seem to be able to handle it anymore." Yayoi shrank his toes and sounded a little frustrated, "No matter how hard I cut, I can't kill him."
"Sounds awesome~" the big cat on the phone trailed off in a long tone, sounding like a cello suddenly elongating its pitch.
The rain on a summer night brings with it bursts of refreshing coolness, dispelling the heat in the air.
Satoru Gojo slowly began to explain the curse to her.
"Hey, here comes the question, how was the curse formed?" Satoru Gojo's happy voice came again.
"Human negative emotions?" Yayoi answered his body temperature honestly.
"Yes." Satoru Gojo's chuckle came from the phone, "All curses have a common origin, and that is human beings."
Yayoi paused.
"Gojo."
"Um?"
"What's in the human heart?" Yayoi asked softly.
The words he spoke were transmitted to somewhere in Tokyo along with the sound of crackling rain on his mobile phone.
The phone in his hand made no sound for a long time, and the dark tree shadows swayed against the cold window, shaking off tiny splashes of water.
"All kinds of desires." After a long time, Satoru Gojo's unhurried answer came from the phone.
"Desire?" Yayoi paused.
"It's not scary to have desires." Yayoi heard Satoru Gojo smile, "Human beings are creatures born in this world with desires. If one day, desires surpass reason and let it go, that's the person. Terrible."
Yayoi shook her legs, and the rain outside the window splashed on the glass window. The rainwater slid against the glass surface, and the trail of water caused the lights to turn into blurry blocks of color, reflecting her face.
"I think I know." Yayoi tilted his head.
In the dark city, the blurry lights look so gentle.
Orange lights were lifted up from the ceiling overhead and scattered thinly on the smooth floor.
Yayoi sat on the bed covered with white quilts, looking down at her toes, her bare feet, her toenails were cut round and glowing with a healthy pink color.
"Are you asleep?" Satoru Gojo's voice came from the phone.
Yayoi: "No."
"It's raining in Kawasaki, Gojo," Yayoi said. "It's raining hard."
"Well, it's easy to get lonely on a rainy day." The boss Satoru Gojo's unserious voice sounded again, and finally his voice gradually became deeper, like a cello playing over the top, "Are you too lonely and can't sleep? Can I give you something? Tell me a bedtime story~"
Yayoi's dead eyes: "All you tell are ghost stories."
She has not forgotten that more than ten years ago, the ghost story told by this man did not scare her, but frightened herself. After he touched Suguru Geto's room in the middle of the night and was kicked out, he touched her room again.
"Then let's not tell ghost stories." Satoru Gojo's voice smiled, "Sleeping Beauty is fine too."
"Do you want me to kiss you to sleep?" The voice that came over the radio was low, with a lazy feeling unique to cats.
Yayoi thought about that kiss again. The flames burned the sky black, the red sun sank into the mountains, and the cries of returning birds echoed in the lonely sky.
The warm tongue swept across her lips, probed into her mouth, and swept over the tip of her tongue. The sweet taste spread on the tip of her tongue.
That kiss was sweet.
Yayoi suddenly remembered that he seemed to have eaten a honey cake during the day.
The temperature on my cheeks rose silently and couldn't come down no matter what.
Yayoi turned around and buried her face in the soft quilt, the smell of softener entering her nose.
The rain gradually weakened, and the rain falling on the weather shield was like a wooden mallet hitting the sound bars of a xylophone, making it clear and crisp.
"Then - thank you for the gift?" Bai Maomao's voice was full of expectation.
Yayoi paused and sat up from the quilt, "...Thank you?"
"Yes, yes." Satoru Gojo's voice was lively and happy.
Yayoi: "I didn't think it through."
Satoru Gojo: "Then you owe it. Don't forget it. If you forget, I will be unhappy. If I am unhappy, the consequences will be serious."
"Oh, I don't forget." Yayoi answered honestly.
L--
The rain stopped, and the accumulated water rolled down the gully on the roof and fell on the weather shield. Yayoi saw the sky as clean as if it had been washed by water. It was clear and bright. After the filth and haze were washed away by the rain, the dim starlight reflected on the sky. On the clear sky.
"Gojo, the stars are out," Yayoi said.
Satoru Gojo paused, then slowly said, "Yes."
"The light of the stars is very gentle." Yayoi said.
She remembered a summer night more than ten years ago, when the sky was clear and bright stars fell into the small courtyard. The sky was covered with stars, and the old trees were fluttering their green branches and leaves.
Time is passing, the era is advancing, and industry is also progressing. The invisible haze has obscured the brightness of the stars. It has been a long time since she saw the stars as bright as pearls that she saw when she was young.
"Yayoi." Satoru Gojo's voice came from the phone again.
"I am here."
The young man's voice suddenly became serious, "Come back and sing "Twinkle, Twinkle, Twinkle" to me."
Yayoi:? ? ?
"I don't care, I still want to listen." Maomao pushed even further, "I still want to listen to what you sing."
"I'll sing it to you when I get back."
Just sing, you are a cat, you are the biggest.
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When I got up in the morning, clear raindrops were still hanging under the hotel's weatherboard.
Yayoi changed her clothes, carried the long knife in her backpack, kicked the student ID card she picked up in the abandoned warehouse yesterday into her pocket, and went out.
Ms. Nitta, who went to contact the local spell-related organization "Window" overnight, sent her a message. From the establishment of the paper mill to its abandonment, to what happened in recent years, everything was written in the file in detail.
Furthermore, there is information about the unlucky boy Yoshino Junpei who broke into an abandoned warehouse last night and had a face-to-face encounter with the cursed spirit.
In the photo sent by Miss Nitta, the boy's thick bangs cover most of his face. The one eye exposed is a slightly delicate almond eye with a soft olive green pupil. He is not smiling or has any other expression. The deputy boss looked unhappy.
A second-year student at Kanagawa Saura High School, who was supposed to be a sophomore in high school in April this year, went through the formalities of suspending school at the beginning of the school year.
Yayoi suddenly thought of the boy trying to escape in the abandoned warehouse, and the lock in front of the rolling shutter door.
After the screen slowly turned off, Yayoi stuffed the phone into the screen. The owner of the student ID card he picked up was called 'Niijima Mika'. After wiping off the dust and mud on the student ID card, the school emblem printed on it was retained. , compared with the file sent by Miss Nitta, there is no difference, it is the same one.
Junpei Yoshino dropped out of school at the beginning of his second year of high school and is probably not in school now. The file Miss Nitta sent contained his home address.
Yayoi thought about blocking him in front of his house. Since they were all students of Sato Sakura High School, she might know something.
The early morning light fell warmly on people. It was still early and no one was passing by on the bridge. High school students at this time should be going to school, but three idiots formed a group to skip class. The two legs were obviously not good enough. The kind who knows how to walk well, he kicked here and there restlessly along the way, knocking over the trash cans on the roadside, and the metal guardrails on the bridge were kicked hard.
Yayoi's hearing is very developed, and he heard Yoshino Junpei's name in their conversation, followed by topics such as 'eating bugs' and 'movie appreciation clubs'.
"Is he still crying in the abandoned warehouse?" the tall man said smoothly.
"That guy deserves it." The thinner student next to him agreed, "You should be taught a lesson if you look down on others."
Yayoi: "..."
Then there was a sound of punches and kicks in the clear day, punches hitting the flesh, and the friction of muscles along with hysterical screams echoed in the clear summer sky. After a severe beating, the three guys were hung under the bridge by Yayoi.
The miserable cries of the three idiots, who had never seen anything like this before, echoed under the bridge.
Yayoi jumped onto the guardrail, and the river under the bridge flowed past with splashes of water. The mobile phone in his pocket rang. Yayoi took out the mobile phone, lit up the screen, and found that it was a message from Satoru Gojo.
——Good morning, Yayoi.
There is also an emoticon of a waving cat on the chat screen.
Yayoi paused and replied a little slower. A crying cat emoticon immediately appeared on the screen.
"Please, please let us go." The tall man couldn't hold himself any longer at first, his calves were trembling.
Cries and begging for mercy rushed to the sky.
Yayoi was too busy coaxing his cats to pay attention to them.
When Yoshino Junpei was carrying his things and preparing to cross the bridge, the scene he saw was Hong Mao squatting on the guardrail playing with his mobile phone and three scum hanging under the bridge.
Yoshino Junpei: "..."
Well done.
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Learning to fight is not something you can become a master in just three days.
Yayoi picked up some easy-to-learn and practical skills and gave them to Yoshino Junpei.
During the day, I eat and sleep, do research and defeat Shunpei, and at night, I coax Maomao to cue my brother to kill the curse spirit. My schedule these days is very regular, fulfilling and meaningful.
The boy is much smarter than she thought. From the initial one-sided beating to imitating and then fighting back, his observation skills are very good, which is not only reflected in the appreciation of movie plots and character analysis, but also good at absorbing from the beatings. lesson.
The initial one-sided beating was not a beating, but rather observing Yayoi's every move during the beating, and then imitating them all, like a grass taking root in the land to absorb moisture, slowly fighting back after strengthening itself.
A few days wouldn't be long, and he wouldn't be able to learn much from Yayoi. What Yayoi gave him was simple and easy to learn, but it was more than enough to deal with ordinary people, at least he wouldn't be beaten unilaterally.
Unlike the previous beatings, Yoshino Junpei didn't hate the feeling of being beaten. The sweat from his skin was flowing down under the sun, and his whole body was filled with a refreshing feeling.
The orange sunset filled the sky, and the color became darker and more gorgeous.
Junpei Yoshino was caught by Yayoi's wrist, flipped over and fell to the ground.
The boy who was thrown to the ground took a long time to get up and wiped his face covered with grass clippings, "How did you do that?"
It was just a movement, and he was thrown to the ground before he could react.
"It's just a pulse on your arm." Yayoi said.
"You didn't teach me this." Every man wants to be handsome. It would be a pity not to learn such handsome tricks.
"You can't learn it if you are not familiar with the structure of the human body." Yayoi said, "The prerequisite for learning this is to master all parts of the human body. The weak points of different people will be slightly different. Now there are only forensic doctors who have been dissecting corpses for many years. Only then can you master it all.”
The boy who was thrown to the ground was a little discouraged, "Then how did you master it?"
"My five senses are much more developed than normal people." Yayoi said, "I can roughly judge the heartbeat and pulse."
At the same time, this was something that someone had engraved in her mind.
Yayoi patted Yoshino Junpei's bare shoulder and told him with a deep look, "Go back and eat more."
Yoshino Junpei:? ? ?
"My brother can support both of you," Yayoi said. "His weight has long exceeded 80kg."
Yoshino Junpei: "...your brother is fat."
"Yuji is not fat." Yayoi said, "He is all muscle, and his body fat rate is in single digits."
Yoshino Junpei was choked and had nothing to say. While silently writing down the name 'Yuji', he couldn't help but complain in his heart. He weighs 80kg and his body fat rate is in single digits. Is your brother a gorilla?
The boy raised his bare arms and decided to eat a few more bowls of rice every day, including protein, eggs and meat.
Yayoi reached out and pulled up Yoshino Junpei who was sitting on the ground. After the boy wiped off the dust and grass clippings on his clothes, he asked, "Does Miss Yayoi live in Tokyo?"
Yayoi: "Living in the suburbs of Tokyo, to be precise."
"Why do you live in the suburbs?" Yoshino Junpei was a little puzzled. In the past few days, the two laymen and half-experts had discussed things like curses. Usually, the more people there are, the more frequent curses appear.
"The school is in the suburbs."
"School?"
"Tokyo Metropolitan School of Magic, one of the only magic education institutions in Japan."
Yoshino Junpei was stunned, "In other words, everyone there can see the curse."
Yayoi said "hmm", indicating that she was right.
"I will go back tomorrow." Yayoi said.
Yoshino Junpei was stunned for a moment.
It has been almost a week since I suddenly realized.
Time flies so fast.
"Is it so sudden?" Yoshino Junpei managed to squeeze out a sentence.
The days were too peaceful and peaceful, and his life had become fulfilling. He had to eat at least an extra bowl of rice for every meal these days. His mother was happy for his change and at the same time surprised. She slipped out in broad daylight to meet the three When the two guys met face to face, those guys did not bully him as before, but were jealous and fearful, like rats in the underground sewer that could not see the light, and ran away in despair.
It's like a person who hasn't felt the warmth of the sun for a long time stands under the sun again, and his body and mind, which have never seen light, feel relieved.
Now that the sun was sinking back into the mountains, he couldn't describe this feeling.
I always feel a little... lonely.
"Tonight, the mission will be completed." Yayoi said.
"Task?"
"I'm here to complete the mission."
Yayoi took out a student ID card. There was still fine dirt on the old student ID card.
Yoshino Junpei's eyes fell on the headshot on the student ID card. "Is there anything wrong with this student ID card?"
"Do you know Mika Niijima?" Yayoi asked.
Yoshino Junpei nodded, "Yes, I've heard of her since I was a freshman in high school. She was a senior in the third grade. She disappeared a year ago and has not been found until now."
"She is not missing." Yayoi said, "She is dead. She died in an abandoned warehouse."
There is actually nothing good about the human heart. If you peel away the layers of cover that covers it, what is exposed is nothing but things that cannot see the light and rot in the darkness.
Yayoi had never thought about going to see it, and prying into other people's privacy was not a good thing, but now she had to go.
Conjurer is such a profession.
Peel off the peaceful face that is wrapped in layers on the outside, revealing the shameful things inside. There are people who are ups and downs in darkness and filth, and have not been able to break free to this day.
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The author has something to say:
#Someday in the future:
Junpei: So you are the 80kg orangutan with a single-digit body fat percentage!
Little Tiger:? ? ?
Hi, today is Gojo the cat’s birthday~Happy birthday to Gojo~
Gojo Cat: I want to listen to "Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle Jingjing"~
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