I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

The task of the two is to investigate whether Yoshino Junpei and the deaths of the three movie theaters are related to him.

Knotweed leaned on the backrest and poked his head in the back row, his eyes fixed on Yoshino's back.

"How to do?"

"Use this." Yi Dizhi pointed to the cage on the passenger seat, inside which were a few overgrown little ones.

"Is this a curse spirit?" Hu Zhang was taken aback.

"[Ticket] is a low-level curse that doesn't even count as a fourth-level curse. Let them attack him when there is no one around."

"Alas!?"

Regarding the understanding of the word [attack] in Yidizhi's mouth, Hu Zhang carefully asked: "This [attack] is...."

"There are several situations. First, if he is an ordinary person who cannot see the curse, please help him. Second, if he can see the curse but can't deal with it, please save him as well, and then we Then ask about the situation on the day of the accident."

"Thirdly, if he uses a spell to remove the teeny head, he needs to be arrested immediately."

Hu Zhang glanced at Yi Dizhi who looked serious, obviously he is not the kind of person who can make jokes.

"Use force?"

"If the use of force is a misjudgment, then we will apologize to him later."

Yijizhi looked worried, "It's just... if Yoshino Junpei has the ability to be a second-level conjurer or above, we will temporarily retreat and meet Nanami-san.

"I should be able to deal with the second level."

"That's the second level of the magic spirit. You should know that the levels of the magician and the magic spirit are different?"

"Of course." Knotweed nodded, "It's only natural for a second-level magician to beat a second-level spell spirit, because a second-level magician has comparable strength to a first-level spell spirit. Teacher Campbell must have told me such important knowledge ah."

Yi Di knew it, and then sighed silently in his heart, thinking that it would be great to have a teacher in charge of the knotweed stick to guide him.If it's Gojo-sensei...

"Go ahead and get off the car."

"The feeling of self-directing and self-acting is uninspiring..."

Knotweed lifted the teeny-headed cage and retreated to the back row, ready to fight.

.....

Isabella was making a sound of dissatisfaction with Cheng Rang suddenly pulling herself in another direction.

"What are you doing all of a sudden?"

Obviously, this road will be closer to the destination.

"No, it's nothing! I think this side is more interesting!" Cheng Rang raised the corners of his mouth, stammering a bit.

It wasn't that he saw the pink-haired boy coming down from the black car not far away, and dragged Isabella away because he didn't want to be disturbed until the time of the two of them!

So that kid from Knotweed sticks stayed in school dishonestly today, why did he come here!

"Are you a little weird today?

"Isabella came up to Cheng Rang and blinked.

"Ahaha, is there any!?"

"What do you mean by interesting place?"

Cheng Rang quickly searched the map in his mind, and his eyes lit up: "Have you seen Doraemon, right? There is Fujiko F Fujio's museum here..."

"Is there one here too?" Isabella is very familiar with this popular character, and is quite interested in the overlapping cultures in different worlds.

"It's better to say that this is the birthplace!"

"...I think you look like Doraemon." Isabella complained while holding back a laugh, pointing at Cheng Rang's chest.

He would always take out all kinds of messy things from here, ranging from key chains and watch pendants to rice cookers, refrigerators and ovens... He was simply the reincarnation of Doraemon.

Cheng Ranghan scratched his head with a smile.

Isabella took Cheng Rang's arm and leaned into his arms, "Okay, then go and have a look."

"Also, don't forget to take lots of pictures!"

Isabella stuffed the camera into Cheng Rang's hand.

Cheng Rang stretched his neck and quickly glanced at the knotweed running away in the opposite direction, heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly patted his chest.

"Don't worry! I will definitely take a beautiful picture for my wife!"

"You, you are better than others in terms of glib tongue."

"Huh? Isn't a model husband like me better than others in every way?" Cheng Rang looked innocent.

Feeling the collar being pulled by Isabella, Cheng Rang stared at Isabella with wide eyes.

"Then stay with me more!"

"I'm not accompanying you anymore, don't worry, I won't run away this time! This is a rare honeymoon vacation..."

The two walked across a small bridge and crossed a narrow river. The green woods in the distance were clearly visible, as if surrounded by mountains.

Although Japan is small, the only thing that is commendable is that it is very close to nature. People are also very polite, and the various etiquettes are even a bit uncomfortable.

"By the way, where are we going to eat tonight?"

"Hmm... Doraemon themed cafe?"

"Is there a restaurant besides the museum!"

"Of course~"

Chapter 62 Inaction Transformation

Just under the bridge that Cheng let the two of them pass by, in the sewer leading to the port, Qi Hai was holding a blunt knife in his hand, and the bright red blood gathered into thin ticking lines and dripped from it.

The swollen and deformed "human body" was cut into three to seven equal parts and fell horizontally at his feet.

"If you want to show up, please come earlier? Although it's too late for them to be [alien]..."

"—But this kind of murder is really disgusting."

Qihai loosened her bow tie and adjusted the hem of her suit, and light footsteps came from the dark well not far away.

"Oh, that's great, that's great~"

Zhenren stepped out of the shadows and looked at him in surprise, "It would be a bit tricky if it was Gojo Satoru, but if it is too weak, it won't even count as an experiment."

Qihai looked at the approaching figure, his eyes were full of displeasure, he frowned and rubbed his neck, "I hate working overtime, let's end it sooner."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Hai strode forward.

Whoosh!

The first slash failed, and the real person dodged ahead of time.

very much like...

As soon as Qihai and the curse spirit in front of him fought against each other, they noticed the difference.

It's very similar to the guy named Gojo Satoru, typically as thin and frivolous as in the comics...

As well as the inside, dark and powerful.

The mantra entangled in the opponent's palms is strange and depressing, and his intention to touch him is very obvious, and he is probably also an enemy who mainly fights in close quarters.

Swinging the knife to block the real man's attacking route, Qihai took a step back, and then raised his foot to kick the approaching real man away.

"hey-hey...."

The smile on Masato's lips became more and more arrogant. Nanami's eyes were sharp and she turned the blunt knife in her hand.

Whoosh!

Facing the oncoming attack, Zhenren chose to raise his hand to defend.

Seven out of ten...!

Qihai's eyes had already seen the weakness of his defense, and he swung his knife down to deal a heavy blow to it.

boom!

click...

The broken wrist in an instant made Zhenren's eyes widen, with a surprised expression on his face.

The blow succeeded, and the two retreated at the same time.

"Ah? I should have caught it with a spell..." Daoist shook his broken wrist, "Is it this type of technique?"

"This kind?" Qihai raised Daoyao and pointed at the real person, "I hate abstract questions that are thrown directly at the other party."

Daoist didn't care about the nearly broken limbs, put down his hands and looked at Qihai with a smile.

"Great~ You don't hate chatting."

"It depends on the object." Qihai said coldly.

...Spell spirits that can communicate like this, Mr. Gojo's report mentioned that two unregistered special-level magic spirits attacked him that night, it is hard to think that there is no connection between the two.

The real person asked again: "I said, do you think there is a soul or a body first?"

Qihai frowned slightly, showing doubts.

He continued: "Isn't there such a problem, which came first, the chicken or the egg... Is the soul lodged in the body? Or is the body attached to the soul?"

Just listen to him...

Qihai narrowed her eyes, "The former."

"Wrong answer, the answer is the latter. The soul exists before the body at all times.

"

The severed limb wounds of the real person dangling in mid-air squirmed, and quickly recovered with the tooth-piercing sound of flesh and blood.

"The shape of the body is drawn by the shape of the soul."

Reversal spell?

"This is not treatment." The real person seemed to have seen Qihai's thoughts, and took out something from his arms, "I am maintaining my soul form strongly. Have you understood? My spell can touch the soul , changing its shape."

“…”

"—Inaction to change."

Like a drained sculpture, the twisted humanoid body in the real person's hand began to squirm, expand and change.

Not only this one, he also took out two walnut-sized "humans" in his hand.

It is very clear who the murderer in the movie theater is.

"It's quite difficult for me to shrink and preserve human beings. Ordinary people will die soon after changing their form. What will happen to not only magicians?"

At this time, Qihai slowly raised her wrist, and glanced at her watch.

"07:30:[-]...work starts at [-] o'clock today."

"...Um?"

The real person released the transformed person, let's say "monster", and looked at the calm man in front of him.

"No matter what happens, you have to get off work before [-] o'clock."

......

The battle is on again!

The deformed body turned into tentacles extending, piercing through the air like a bullet, Nanami moved at high speed to avoid strangulation and pursuit.

Swinging the knife to knock the tentacles into the air, turning over and moving, lowering its posture and charging like an agile cheetah, the tentacles were instantly thrown behind and nailed into the wall with a bang.

Qihai stomped her feet violently, swung her knife backwards, and cut off the tentacles with two slaps.

[Ten strokes of spells! 】

"It's quite flexible!"

Qihai leaped into the air, turned to glance at the real person below, and saw that he swung his hands, and the two transformed human bodies prepared earlier surged with mantra power and came out of his hands.