Edogawa Satoru who wanted to be a detective is not a good sorcerer

"Bondage?"

Seeing the new words, Edogawa Satoru sat up straight and started scrolling the mouse.

When he first visited the Jujutsu forum, Edogawa Satoru was confused by the abbreviations all over the screen, but he was able to understand them after browsing for a while, and even went up to tease newcomers when they came in.

"Restraints can only be imposed on oneself. If others intervene and initiate the restraint, the degree of restraint will be reduced or even eliminated."

In other words, is it still possible to intervene from the outside?
Experiment with it.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have much contact with people in the world of sorcery. Edogawa Satoru immediately thought of the sorcery supervisor Watanabe Ichiro who knocked on his door last time.

I logged into the internal website of the Supervisory Department using Watanabe's account and found that he had actually submitted his resignation.

"That won't do..." The kid casually clicked cancel, then flipped through his personal information and found Watanabe's home address.

He gathered his magical power, and to prevent accidents, he also brought along his cursed pets. His aesthetic taste had become more and more strange recently, and he found these ugly monsters cute, and the more he collected, the more he collected. If he didn't have every type, he would feel uncomfortable.

After finding Watanabe and communicating with him smoothly and friendly, Watanabe made a promise: help him do things in exchange for being able to live.

Edogawa Satoru left enough money to buy a house for his wife and took Watanabe away.

"What can someone like me do? If you have any questions, just ask directly."
"Oh~ Thank you for your cooperation."

From Watanabe, Edogawa Satoru learned that the high salaries of sorcerers might be funded by the government, because the sorcery world is backed by the government, and the top leaders of the sorcery world are closely related to high-ranking officials in the political arena.

"The curse world privately establishes the death penalty, and it still has the power of force. Can these governments tolerate it?" Edogawa Satoru asked casually. He was concerned about another thing, "What is the mechanism of the account?"

Watanabe Ichiro shuddered and replied, "Do you know Lord Tengen?"

"The immortal sorcerer."

……

Kugisaki climbed up to the second floor and his vision darkened. When he looked back, he saw a closed wall that he couldn't penetrate even with a hammer.

She entered a fantasy world. In the fantasy world, there were no monsters rushing out to attack her, only dirty cloth piled on the ground.

"pat".

Kugisaki turned around and saw a familiar figure flash by at the corner of the room.

"Who?!" Kugisaki held up nails and a hammer, and based on the sorcerer's belief that the best defense is offense, he chased after the figure.

When she pinned down the figure and saw the face, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Fushiguro Megumi followed Kugisaki into the second floor, and the place that was originally a balcony suddenly changed and became the corridor of his junior high school.

Fushiguro Megumi remained alert, but when he turned around he was drowned out by a bunch of shouts of "Foshiguro Brother". His younger brothers from junior high school stood not far from him and bowed to him.

Fushiguro Megumi's hands were shaking slightly.

What a shame!
Why is his dark history of being a school bully being dug up now?
Then he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately Kugisaki and Xiaowu were not here.

"benefit?"
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from behind.

Fushiguro Megumi's heart paused for a moment, then began beating even more violently.

Tsu Miki?!

……

Edogawa Satoru has read the Japanese ghost records. The legendary "Yamaba" can read people's hearts and transform into a beautiful woman. Now she is quite popular among otaku.

After exploring the corridor outside, he did not find the passage to the first floor of the ghost house. He only found a dozen special books and a pickaxe that he could not lift.

Wu tried to lift the heavy pickaxe, but failed.

...I'm sorry, but people are just such wastes.

He came to the door of the first floor. When he touched the door lock, the world in front of him suddenly changed. He was in a space full of mirrors. There were countless images of him in countless mirrors, but he was still holding the lock in his hand.

As long as you raise your eyes, you can see your own appearance clearly.

Edogawa Satoru found that he seemed to have changed a lot since he left Yokohama.

He has grown taller.
Her hair hangs down to her eyes, which is a bit eye-catching.
There is also less flesh on both sides of the cheeks.

He has lived independently for so long that he no longer looks like a child.
It looks like there's no need for protection.

When he smiled at himself in the mirror, his eyes were still as clear and innocent as before, but they were different from before, as if he was pretending.

…Edogawa Satoru has grown up.

This was another thing that Edogawa Satoru only realized now.

While carefully searching for clues on the mirror, Edogawa Satoru discovered a figure walking behind him.

He looks especially like his brother, Edogawa Ranpo.

But how could it be my brother?
Totally impossible.

Edogawa Satoru chased after him without any hesitation, and he ran faster than ever. Sometimes when he turned a corner and ran into the mirror, he was frightened by the calmness and madness in his own eyes.

It's obviously just an illusion, why chase it?

But there is a hint of delusion.

Finally, Edogawa Satoru grabbed the man's wrist. He kept taking deep breaths, trying to suppress the thirst in his throat after running and the groaning of his muscles when his lungs expanded.

The man turned around and had a face exactly like Edogawa Ranpo.

He was dressed in a smart casual suit and carrying a detective cane, looking very impressive.

He pressed his gentleman's hat, squinted his eyes and smiled at Edogawa Satoru: "I didn't expect to see you here. I have always... wanted to come and see you, but there was no good opportunity."

The expressions and movements seem to be exactly the same as the real person.

Wu didn't know what expression to put on his face, and even the smile disappeared from his face.

He stared at Edogawa Ranpo, describing his appearance and expression with his eyes, not even willing to blink. "Why don't you say anything? Don't you have a lot to ask?" Edogawa Ranpo took a few steps forward, wanting to pat Satoru on the head.

Wu however stepped back and bumped into the mirror behind him.

"I do have a lot to say to my brother."
"But... not for you."

He had accumulated so many things he wanted to say since they separated that several baskets would not be enough to hold them all.

Said he had grown taller.
Said his hair had grown longer.
Said she missed him.

She said she really missed him, but she had learned to live alone.

He said that although he still missed him very much, he had made friends and could hug his friends when he felt lonely, but it was usually his friends who hugged him.

Spell [Cang].

Edogawa Satoru performed the technique.

"My brother is a super dumb detective. No matter how smart he is, he can't take the subway. He always gets lost when he goes out. He often disappears, and when he comes back, he solves a shocking case."

"My brother is a very annoying child. He never grows up, has a bad temper, and needs to be spoiled. He fights with me for snacks every day. He plays games until midnight and causes me to get scolded by my parents. He tells everything he sees and asks me to explain everything behind him..."

The thin line of magic cut across the body of "Edogawa Ranpo" like a steel wire.

"It's just an illusion. How dare you pretend to be a genius!"

The illusion is separated into upper and lower parts.

Boom, boom, boom... Only after hurting the illusion did Edogawa Satoru hear the sound of his own heart.

What fell to the ground was the lock that was broken in two.

The illusion disappears.

Edogawa Satoru sat down on the ground and let out a long breath.

He felt like he was walking on a cloud made of swamp, which was easy to get into but difficult to get out of. The feeling of nausea rose in waves, hitting his eardrums, sending panic into his brain, and causing his already uncomfortable lungs to contract rapidly.

nausea.

Gout.

Edogawa Satoru knew that this was just an illusion, and his eyes also told him that it was just an illusion. He acted without any hesitation, but he seemed to hope that this was real, so much so that after the ritual was launched, he was strangled by panic.

Is he breathing? Or not?
It seemed as if he had really killed someone.

His stomach was beating louder than his heart and it felt like it was going to burst out of his throat.

Edogawa Satoru didn't know why he felt so uncomfortable. He was tangled up in the emotions of the world.

He covered his mouth and raised his hand habitually to wipe away his tears, but he only felt dryness.

[No crying, that’s good.]
Wu wiped his relatively clean face, managed to adjust himself, opened the door to the first floor, and continued exploring.

He pressed his ribs and his throbbing stomach.

Soon, he found the female ghost.

"You came so quickly and came out of the illusion much faster than your friends." The female ghost poured tea and pointed to a wooden stool for Xiao Wu to sit on.

Because your hallucinations suck.
Said Edogawa Satoru.

The young man's face was pale and his eyes were not as blue as the sky, but as cold as ice.

"Whose hallucinations are you saying are bad?"

"you."

The female ghost Shanlao slammed the table and said, "Don't lie! I created this illusion based on the person you want to see the most, using your memory and impression!"

Edogawa Satoru snorted, "Don't you know that humans are animals with built-in filters? Just do it exactly as it is in my mind. It would be strange if I can't recognize the illusion."

As for Ranpo, he has a clear conscience about using a filter.

"Now, tell me the second news." Edogawa Satoru urged.

Yamauba drank her tea leisurely: "Edogawa Ranpo is just an ordinary person after all."

Very good, the first sentence made Edogawa Satoru’s fist harden again.

"The wish he wants to fulfill involves space and time, and is about the cause and effect destiny of mankind."

Edogawa Satoru suddenly thought of his parents. He always felt confused, and even the death of his parents seemed a little vague, as if his parents were just traveling and couldn't meet him for a short time.

“He used his abilities to find a way to do it.”

Edogawa Satoru breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that was great.

"But you hindered him." The female ghost Yamaba pointed at Edogawa Satoru's left eye, "There can't be two people who are exactly the same in the world. You violated the cause and effect."

A circle of doubts went in Wu's left ear and out his right ear, knocking at his brain.
"I hindered his wish?"

"Ah, sorry, my wording may not be accurate~" the ghost girl winked and pouted, "Your existence makes it impossible for him to realize his wish. I can't explain it too clearly, as long as you roughly understand what I mean, hahaha."

[I?]
[I?!]
The cursed power in Edogawa Satoru was unprecedentedly high, so high that he ignored the pain. He grabbed the ghost girl's clothes and said, "Why can't you explain it clearly? Why would I hinder him? - Can you please stop talking in riddles!"

The female ghost Yamaba admired Edogawa Satoru's ignorant questioning, impotent anger and fragile expression, even though the boy's icy eyes were burning with beautiful anger, his pursed mouth looked so serious, and his regular facial features looked so superior and indifferent when he had no expression.

But he was so white and small that she could hold this glass god in one hand and look down at him from a higher place than him.

It's so cute that even ghosts can't help but want to tease it.

"You hurt me~" The female ghost fluttered her kimono, then disappeared and moved to another place.

"I've been imprisoned by your sorcerer for ten years, and you're not allowed to play with me?" The mist came again, "Come to the second floor to play with me~"

(End of this chapter)