Persona: Devil Summoner

Wu Jianmiao smiled provocatively, as if the words "What the hell is it to you" were written on his forehead.

Niijima Sae was furious, but as a senior prosecutor, she had her own professional ethics, so she didn't yell at Takemiya directly. She could tell that the other party was just talking in anger, so she tried to suppress her anger and said, "It's true that love is not within the jurisdiction of the prosecutors. You'd better be joking with me just now, otherwise I will definitely sue you under the Minors Protection Act."

"Thanks for the reminder - I also want to remind you to pay more attention to those big villains when you have time. At least approve my compensation first."

Niijima Sae snorted and left in a dashing manner. Takemiya slammed the door shut, a look of obvious displeasure flashing across her brows. She strode to the kitchen, her white coat swung behind her like a pair of wings, and she grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it at the door: this is a traditional Japanese ritual to ward off evil spirits.

Niijima Sae was also very angry. The Phantom Thieves had overtaken her many times in changing their hearts to become bad guys, which had begun to affect the credibility of the police and prosecutors. Now her boss had given her a death order to catch the Phantom Thieves as soon as possible.

In fact, a special investigation department has been set up for this purpose. Niijima Sae can finally show his talents, but the first person he meets is Takemi Tadashi, a "nail house".

When Jiang Tianwei returned to his shabby little apartment, he happened to see a gray-haired woman in a suit walking out with a frown on her face. When the two of them walked across from each other, the gray-haired woman glared at him fiercely, leaving Jiang Tianwei confused.

(Isn’t that President Niijima’s sister? Why is she glaring at me… Shit, could it be that the fact that I scared the president with a horror movie has been exposed?!)

Jiang Tianwei thought so.

(Damn you Phantom Thief, you made me so angry. One day I will bring all of you to justice!).

Surprisingly, Niijima Sae glared at Jiang Tianwei just now purely because she was unhappy, not because she really found any clues. Thinking of this, she angrily got into the car and prepared to go back to the police station to continue searching for clues.

I have missed a lot of "credits" in succession, and now I can't afford to make any mistakes. Now that the upper echelons have allowed the establishment of a special investigation team, I must seize this best opportunity to catch the Phantom Thieves. I must climb up step by step.

(I absolutely cannot fail...I absolutely must become a winner in life! Stand at the top!)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 441 Of course that’s not annoying at all!

Jiang Tianwei is really stupid.

He had only seen various mechanisms on doors in funny cartoons, but he had never thought that they would exist in real life. He took out the key and turned the door without any precautions. He did not make any noise, fearing that he would disturb the old man next door. An old man of this age is always sleep deprived and very sensitive to sound.

but……

"Pfft, cough, cough... What the hell is this?! Salt?!"

Jiang Tianwei, who opened the door, was hit in the face by a handful of salt thrown by Wu Jianmiao's slender hand.

There is a saying in ancient times that salt can be used to exorcise evil spirits. I don’t know who said it, but there is such a saying.

As a result, although Jiang Tianwei was not an evil spirit today, he deeply understood that being smeared with salt on the face was definitely not a pleasant experience. He now inexplicably understood the feelings of the radish when it was pickled.

"Ah? You're back?"

The instigator showed no sign of guilt at all. She held the salt shaker in one hand, and fine salt grains were stuck between the fingers of the other hand. It was obvious that this person was the one who caused Jiang Tianwei's face to be covered in salt.

Fortunately, although demons and evil spirits both have the word "evil" in their names, they are not the same species. This is as huge as the difference between bezoar and bull horns.

By the way, Jiang Tianwei secretly took a look and saw that although Fang Zexia was also covered in salt, she didn't look like she was in any trouble. I don't know if it was because she was a spirit but not "evil".

But, no matter what, this incident proves that feudal superstition is not credible. It turns out that they are all tricking children!

"Hey, how come you got so dirty while playing?"

Before Wu Jianmiao could say anything, Nuwa, who came out of the bathroom, saw that her son's face was covered with salt. She quickly took a clean towel and wiped his face lovingly.

The towel had probably just been washed and still smelled of detergent.

As Jiang Tianwei walked into the house, he hooked the door with his hand... no, hooked it with his foot and closed it. He struggled to free himself from Nuwa's towel and yawned loudly.

Wu Jianmiao put the salt shaker back, picked up the coffee that had started to get cold in the kitchen, and took a sip: "So, you came back so early today?"

In the past, Jiang Tianwei would be busy with various things after school and rarely went home so early.

If he hadn't dumped Yusuke on Akechi today, he would have to stay up late with the great artist. Although he didn't mind staying up late, it was too sad to stay up late with a man. It was like the only chocolate he received on Valentine's Day was a gift from his mother or a gift from the supermarket when he was buying groceries.

"Ah, didn't you always ask me to accompany you in doing experiments? I happen to be free today..."

As Jiang Tianwei spoke, he collapsed on the sofa, his arms and legs spread out, his whole body lying limply in a big "SPECIAL" position, with his body embedded in the sofa, looking lazy as if to say, "Do whatever you want, I'm going to take a nap first."

Wu Jianmiao saw him like this and laughed.

This smile is weird. Very weird! So weird that even the Phantom Thief would find it weird!

It was like a hunter who had caught his prey but was not in a hurry to eat it, but played with it first. He had the ease of a hunter who had everything under control.

"Oh, then, let's start with the fusion."

Wu Jianmiao said, raising his phone to him: "The fusion material I selected for you is this."

"Ah, which one? Let me see."

Jiang Tianwei yawned, his body still embedded in the sofa, and stretched his neck to see, and saw the majestic figure of Lord Mo Luo riding a golden chariot suddenly appeared on Wu Jianmiao's phone? !

"Wow?!"

Fortunately, Jiang Tianwei didn’t drink the water, otherwise he would have vomited it all out!

"Lord Moro?!"

"Oh, so your name is Mara? What a cute name."

"But, cute... I thought you women would feel embarrassed looking at this..."

Jiang Tianwei secretly looked at Wu Jianmiao's expression, only to find that she looked calm and composed, and did not look ashamed at all.

This is the tragedy of professionals.

Just like ordinary people will feel enjoyable when watching movies, professional film and television practitioners will unconsciously begin to study the script composition, play structure, performance sophistication, coordination of lighting and music, camera movement and a series of professional things.

Similarly, most people would feel excited when watching a Japanese movie that can be performed by two or three actors, but medical workers like Takemi Tadashi would only care about whether it is healthy to do so, and thus start to worry about whether those people's waists and kidneys are okay.

This kind of thing, Wu Jianmiao had already seen it in textbooks, human models and anatomy classes when she was a college student. If you ask Wu Jianmiao what she thinks of this thing, her biggest feeling is that she wants to dissect it to see what causes it to be green.

However, Wu Jianmiao didn't care, but she noticed that Jiang Tianwei was a little embarrassed: (He is really a teenage guinea pig~)

As she thought about this, a sly smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, just like the bad women in those movies and TV dramas.

"When you merged with the devil before, you would inherit some of the devil's materials into your body. I am also very curious now, will this thing make some parts of your body become as majestic as before?"

Wu Jianmiao said as she leaned in front of Jiang Tianwei, her knees pressed on the sofa next to Jiang Tianwei's buttocks, and her whole body was like a spider lying on Jiang Tianwei's body. Her short dark blue hair blocked most of Jiang Tianwei's vision, and she put on a light smoky makeup at the corners of her eyes, probably to cover up the dark circles under her eyes from staying up late for many years.

Jiang Tianwei seemed to be able to hear his own heart beating wildly, and he couldn't help but feel distracted.

Wu Jianmiao saw that his face was getting redder, and the desire to bully others hidden in his heart was aroused: "Hey, I've always wanted to ask, little white mouse, why are you a little white mouse?"

"Maybe because I'm not Romeo?"

Jiang Tianwei joked with her casually, and his mood gradually calmed down. If you think about it carefully, the girl didn't even say anything, wouldn't it be lame for him to care so much? !

"I seriously want to ask you, why do you help me so much? Is it just because you can't stand those injustices?"

As she spoke, she pressed her forehead against Jiang Tianwei's, and the four eyes of the two people stared at each other. For some reason, Jiang Tianwei always felt that something was wrong with Wu Jianmiao today. There seemed to be an indescribable frenzy in her eyes.

"Of course because..."

Jiang Tianwei was about to say it was because of money, but suddenly, he felt a heat in his heart, and then between his legs. This hot emotion flowed along the bones and meridians to his limbs and finally gathered in his head. There was a strong impulse playing tricks in Jiang Tianwei's body. He was about to say something, but suddenly changed his words: "Because I care about you."

"Oh?"

Wu Jianmiao responded, then smiled and said, "What an amorous little guinea pig."

"Alright, alright, I'm going to merge."

Jiang Tianwei also noticed that something was wrong with him, so he stretched out his finger and opened the app on his phone.

Are you asking Jiang Tianwei about his attitude towards Moro?

Haha, is there any need to ask?

Of course that’s not annoying at all!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 442 Transformation

Mara, in the context of Japanese, has some special meanings. It is not convenient to explain what it means, so those who are curious can search it by themselves.

As I said before, is there any man who would refuse to be bigger?

Sometimes men are just that simple.

Moreover, it is not just men who desire this. It should be said that this is a desire deep in the bones of human beings and even all living things.

For example, when we were young, we wanted to grow up.

If you ask children what they like, they will often use the word "big" to describe their desires, such as: making a lot of money, living in a big house, driving a big car, having a lot of toys, and growing up quickly...

The same is true for the biological world. Anyone familiar with the history of biological evolution should have noticed this: when a species has no natural enemies, it often begins to evolve towards gigantism. For example, humans, for example, evolved from "bulky rats" to the big ones they are today.

It is rare to see someone who, when asked about his or her dream, will tell you: make little money, live in a small house, drive a small car, wear small shoes, and be short, right?

Obviously, liking big is not Jiang Tianwei's problem, it is the law of nature! There is no way to avoid it!

Jiang Tianwei was actually a little tempted, but all along, there was still a rational string in his mind, telling himself not to do "that kind of" things. This kind of contradictory mood is probably unique to young people. When you get older, you like to talk about benefits more and more.

Since it was Wu Jianmiao who proposed it this time, it was natural that Jiang Tianwei overcame his remaining rationality in an instant - in fact, he was also very curious about whether it would become that huge!

This fusion made him more nervous than ever before.

He secretly glanced at Fang Zexia, the little girl who was asking Nuwa to put a talisman on her neck. After noticing this, Nuwa smiled at him and raised her eyebrows. The meaning was very clear: if there was a problem, then he would solve it himself. As the saying goes, "Mom is here, it's okay."

Jiang Tianwei resolutely pressed the fusion button, and then he saw a blue light emerging from the mobile phone and enveloping himself.

Although Jiang Tianwei was very nervous, this fusion was no different from previous ones, and he succeeded naturally.

However, I didn't see anything particularly different about myself...

If you think about it, no one has ever promised you this, right? Just like when we were little, we all said that what you eat will nourish what you have, so parents always buy walnuts for their children, saying that they are good for the brain... But there is no research that directly shows that eating more walnuts will definitely help you get into Tsinghua University or Peking University, or have a clear mind, otherwise walnuts would have become a strategic material long ago, and would they still be sold on the streets every day? !

Although you have successfully inherited a part of the devil every time before, no one can guarantee that you will inherit it every time! Empiricism is not advisable!

Just when Jiang Tianwei was thinking about all sorts of things, Wu Jianmiao turned his forehead hard, and their hair rubbed against each other, giving a strange feeling.

In this way, Wu Jianmiao diverted Jiang Tianwei's attention from his own changes to himself.

"Um, Dr. Takemi? You, you...shouldn't you get off me?"

"No, this is observation. Start with the pupil."

Wu Jian Miao said it seriously, and it does make sense. If you often watch medical-related movies, animations and comics, you will always see a plot like this: someone faints, and someone with medical experience comes over and pries open the eyelids to confirm the state of the pupil.

"Okay, the pupil has been confirmed. Next, it's time for palpation."

Wu Jianmiao separated her forehead from his, with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

"Um, doctor, are you serious?"

"hehe."

Wu Jianmiao didn't comment and smiled faintly: "Do you hate it?"

"…If you ask me that, then I definitely don't hate it."

Jiang Tianwei only felt that Dr. Wu Jian's hands were big, warm, soft and very comfortable.

"What an honest little guinea pig. Do you know why medical students use guinea pigs for experiments?"

Jiang Tianwei shook his head, and Wu Jianmiao smiled and said, "There are many reasons, but one crucial premise is that mice reproduce very quickly."

This is not a lie. The advantages of mice include: highly similar genes and similar physiological structures to humans. But many animals have these advantages. One of the core reasons for using mice instead of other animals is that they can be bred very quickly, so the cost is very low.

When it comes to reproduction, how could Jiang Tianwei not understand what she meant? He is not a fool. Wu Jianmiao has taken the initiative to this extent. If he still doesn't understand, he is really stupid.

There are three main reasons why he remained rational and did not take action. The first one, of course, was his responsibility to Takemiya himself.

"Is it really okay to choose me?"

Jiang Tianwei asked a question that he had just heard someone ask him not long ago.

Wu Jianmiao put away his smile and pretended to be stern: "Why, in your heart, am I a woman who would casually do this to a man?"

"Then you obviously aren't."

I mentioned before that there are three main reasons, so what is the second reason?

"Ah?! Doctor Takemi! What a deception! How could you run away so fast!"

Fang Zexia's voice came fiercely!

She had been silent just now, of course, asking Nuwa to revive her body.