Ordinary office workers who fight back with spells

"When are we going? Training."

Kira Nanami looked at Fugurohui expressionlessly, thinking that the matter of you spreading gossip about me has not been settled yet.

Who would have thought that this guy who looks very facial paralyzed is actually an eighth wife in private...

"Wait for the last classmate."

"Hey, what do you think of me. Scout."

From a street corner not far away, a woman's voice suddenly came.

"Ah, sorry miss, I'm in a hurry..."

"I'm in a hurry too!"

The woman's voice became a little impatient, and she could be heard slamming her tongue:

"So what do you think of me?"

"Well, no..."

"Ok?"

"I feel good, good, but I'm really in a hurry..."

"Okay, let's go. You have vision."

His tone became visibly lighter.

Hirohito the Japanese knotweed held the small book in a daze, then turned sideways and whispered to Fushiguro Megumi:

"Should we form a partner with this guy in the future, I feel a little embarrassed..."

You are not much better... Fu Heihui looked at Yujin Yuzu who was seriously practicing the "handsome" posture on the street, pulled away in disgust, and sighed deeply.

"Boys, congratulations, a little red is here."

The girl finally walked over from the crowd. She was wearing a dark black standard dress. She had a very well-proportioned figure. There was no trace of a dot on her simple and elegant face. Compared with being beautiful, it would be better to describe her temperament as handsome. appropriate.

Like roses blooming in midsummer, covered with thorns, but not concealing the fragrance of the flowers, the fragrance is also the same, unlike the faint fragrance of plum, ah, orchid, but the fragrance is warm, the atmosphere of the fragrance is vigorous and unobtrusive , as if telling the world:

That's the kind of person I am, whether I like it or hate it, that's the kind of person I am.

"We're going there next, by the way, my name is Nagasaki Wild Rose."

Kugimiya stretched his waist, and asked Kira Nanami, who seemed to be the teacher, familiarly.

"It's 'us' to go, you are responsible for the punishment."

Kira Nanami said expressionlessly:

"You were just four minutes late."

The smiling face of Nagasaki Haruka froze.

"Pfft."

It was Hideo Hoshino who had just been fined to stand all morning.

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In the end, she was able to temporarily escape from the penalty station due to the shameless face of Rose Kugizaki.

Summer is long, and so is this afternoon.

She kicked her slender thighs, bored, and asked feebly:

"So, where are we going?"

"travel."

As if a big stone had been smashed into the calm water, the students boiled instantly.

"Travel?! Ola Ola Ola!!" This is Knotweed Yuren.

"Travel, travel, travel, I'm coming to Tokyo, buy, buy, buy!" This is Rose Kugimiya.

"Ah, are you traveling?" The voice was as light as snow, it was Hideo Hoshino.

Fu Heihui didn't make a sound, and covered his forehead.

"TDL, I'm going to TDL, teacher teacher!"

"Idiot, TDL is in Chiba, go to Chinatown, go to Chinatown! Nana Min-chan!"

"Isn't Chinatown in Yokohama?"

"Isn't Yokohama in Tokyo! Go check the map yourself!"

clap clap.

Kira Nanami clapped his hands lightly to stop the meaningless quarrel, and he announced:

"Go to Roppongi."

"Oh, Long live Roppongi!!"

"High season!"

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three hours later.

"Sai...Saigao?"

The dim dusk shone on people's heads, as if covering the city with a layer of smoky yellow. The once invincible sun has shrunk into a small ball at this time, hiding in the farthest part of the sky. That touch of a mountain.

It was nearly dusk when they arrived in Roppongi by tram.

The cold wind poured into everyone's collar, and the lights of the city in the distance seemed so far away. The day had receded, and the dusk was gradually rising. The dark shadow covered everyone's face little by little as the sun set. overhead.

Occasionally, when the wind blows, the nearly ten thousand tombstones will make a rustling sound, as if a ghost is crying. The white tombstones one after another, and the faint smell of smoke permeating the mouth are undoubtedly not telling everyone that this is the case. A fact of:

They managed to come to one in Roppongi, Tokyo

Cemetery.

"That, that, Nana Ming, how about traveling to the cemetery...Do you want to go to the grave to dance?"

Chapter 11 test

"Um, uh, Nana Ming, how about traveling to the cemetery...Do you want to go to the grave to dance?"

Knotabagi Yuhito asked tentatively.

Kira Nanami raised her chin slightly, pointed at the abandoned building in front of her, and said calmly:

"We can go on a haunted house adventure."

"...Ah, it's the breath of the curse spirit."

Nagasaki Wild Rose twitched the corners of her mouth, nothing could be more sad than staring at the gloomy building in front of her.

"Well, it's a curse spirit, Ola."

"Curse spirit."

Kira Nanami clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention:

"Now I announce the rules of the game, the knotweed stick and the nail palace, enter the haunted house, beat the ghost to death, and that's it."

...The ghost is so pitiful.

Hu Zhang scratched his head, hesitated and said:

"But teacher Nana Ming, isn't it only the curse that can kill the curse? I don't know how to spell..."

"Neither can I, but I have magic powers, and so do you."

Kira Nanami nodded, and explained earnestly: "So your attack can cause damage to the curse...just Dali'ulla."

"After successfully completing the mission, you are allowed to go to Roppongi."

"OK!"

Hu Zhang put his feet together, put his left foot on the ground, and gave a military salute: "Then I'll go."

Watching the two walk into the building and gradually disappear in front of them.

Fu Heihui couldn't sit still, he asked:

"Then what are I and Hoshino doing?"

Hideo Hoshino also tilted his head, looking at Kira Nanami suspiciously.

"You guys fought against me."

Kira Nanami looked at the gradually darkening sky. At this time, the twilight was deep, and the sun only had a shallow outline.

It's getting late.

"It's 10:[-] now, and I have to get off work at [-]:[-]. If you survive for [-] minutes in my hands, you will win."

In fact, the usual off-duty time for this teacher is eight o'clock.

"Oh."

Fu Heihui became interested, he twisted his neck, his black pupils flickered slightly:

"Teacher, are you sure?"

He has long wanted to personally experience the strength of Kira Nanami, who is known as No.1 under the super class.

"I have no problem."

Hoshino Ying's expression was still very indifferent, and he gently pushed the broken hair on the forehead behind the ears, revealing the white and tender earlobes, and the silver earrings of the clover shook slightly, making a nice sound.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Kira Nanami took half a step back and said lightly:

"You should all know my shikigami ability. Anyone touched by its hand will be eliminated. Do you understand?"

"Understood, Fu Heihui, second-level conjurer, please enlighten me."

Fu Heihui's hands intertwined, forming a strange handprint. The black mantra wandered around him, faintly sketching out a strange pattern, and a horrifying breath came from its depths—it was him who was about to move. God formula.