The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 2 Rain, Rose Flame, and the Girl.

Tokyo, Japan time, 17:00.

The brainstorming that swept all adolescent students finally came to an end at this time. The debate titled "Do you believe there is eternal love in this world?" finally ended in a draw at 15:15 for pros and cons.

Someone said silently: "I really didn't expect that the result of this debate would be a draw. I thought one side would win with overwhelming power."

"That's right, that's right. I didn't expect that people still believe in love until now. What a brat. Everything about love is a lie."

"Asshole, pure love is invincible!" someone retorted in a low voice.
Maybe it's like Shiguqian said, sometimes, not knowing is the answer.

The students in the classroom began to leave one after another, Shigure Qian and Kiriyama Daiki were also among them.

"It's finally over. The time I agreed with her is 17:30. There's only half an hour left. I have to hurry up. Qian, see you tomorrow. Also, I'm looking forward to the latest chapter of your novel. Please don't write too late. It's too hurtful, I won't be able to accept it, please!" Daiki Kiriyama said his final greetings to Shigure Qian, then rushed out of the classroom with his bulging schoolbag on his back.

"., uh. Goodbye."

Shiguqian responded to Kiriyama Daiki and turned around to pack his things. He had a black backpack and a long box.

Well, that's right, a long wooden box. The brown wooden box looks a bit heavy, and there is a talisman with a spell engraved on it in the gap between the boxes.

Although the behavior of carrying the box and carrying the box may seem strange, Shigure Asa is a strange person, and everyone has become accustomed to it after seeing him for a long time.

Shiguqian put his suitcase and school bag on his back and walked out of the classroom leisurely with his hands in his pockets. He measured the time in his heart and thought about what he had to do next. While going downstairs, his eyes looked around at other activities in the club building. Classroom, they seemed to be the last to leave.

"Think about it. On rainy days, it's much more comfortable to stay at home."

"Now, let's go eat a hot ramen first. Only when we are full will we have the strength to exorcise the cursed spirit."

A thin figure holding a big black umbrella walked into the ramen shop next to the school, ordered a bowl of tonkotsu ramen, and enjoyed it leisurely.

Tokyo time, 17:35, the sky is gray and it is raining lightly.

A black exclusive business car with license plate number Kyoto 480*88-88 parked at the gate of Asano Middle School.

The rear door of the vehicle did not open first. Instead, the driver got out of the car first. He was an old man wearing a crisp black suit and meticulously combed silver hair. He looked like an ancient European gentleman.

He opened a wide pointed black umbrella, closed the car door, then straightened his suit and black tie on his chest, showed a kind smile, and quickly opened the rear door.

"Miss, we've arrived at our destination, you can get off the car."

A beautiful figure slowly walked out of the car. The snow-white and red miko uniform first showed its color, and there was a bright color in the dim world.

Her black hair, which is like a gentle waterfall, is held up by a big red bow. Her snow-white skin contrasts with the girl's peerless face. Standing in the dark rain curtain wearing wooden clogs, she seems to be the reappearance of a shrine maiden from ancient Japanese mythology.

Everything in the world will fade away with her smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Yamamoto." The girl's voice was as cool as ice-cold spring water flowing freely in the mountains.

The rain was hitting the black fan slantingly, and crisp sounds came and went. In the meantime, the old man named Yamamoto once again took out a white flower-bone umbrella from the back seat, and he gently held up the flower-bone umbrella. , and handed it to the girl.

The girl took it with a smile and slowly took a few steps forward. Her black and bright eyes stared at Asano Middle School in the rain.

"Miss Kujo, let me introduce this commissioned task to you in detail."

"Within a week of entering the rainy season this month, strange things happened frequently in this middle school named Asano. A large number of students suddenly felt unwell. When they went to the hospital for examination, they could not find the cause. After an informant investigation, it was found that Asano The middle school has inexplicably accumulated many curses during this rainy season, and most of the students' physical discomfort is caused by these curses."

"Even though schools are a common place for curses to gather, this one seems to be too much."

"Although there have been no missing persons or deaths, in order to prevent worse incidents from happening, the school specially entrusted a spell specialist to deal with this incident. In addition, according to our investigation, most of the curses in the school are level two or lower. Yes, it’s just that the quantity is extremely shocking. The Conjuration Expert specially entrusted the young lady to complete this task based on the characteristics of the young lady’s spells.”

"I understand." The girl whom Yamamoto respectfully called Miss Kujo nodded slightly, and then walked towards the inside of the school.

"In that case, I won't say anything more. I wish you good luck in martial arts, Miss!" Yamamoto put a fist on his chest with one hand, lowered his head and wished. Looking at the girl's walking figure, Yamamoto placed a hand seal on his mouth, Seems to be preparing something.

The security guards at the school gate cheered up by chance and looked at the girl wearing a witch costume entering the campus and the black car parked at the gate. They muttered something bad in their hearts, and then stopped them and said, "Hey, what do you do? Don’t you know you can’t park in front of the school? The girls who just entered the school should come out quickly. People who are not students of this school are not allowed to enter the school.”

"I said you bunch of bastards are here to cause trouble for me. Damn it."

Before the security guard finished complaining, the old man Yamamoto who was at the door of the car just now appeared at the window of the security room. His expression was serious and old-fashioned, completely opposite to the kind and humble attitude just now, and he exuded a sense of superiority. Only the momentum and coercion.

"What do you want to do? Let me tell you, this is a civilized era. If you do it, I will call the police!"

"A rude and arrogant person." After the words fell, the old man Yamamoto tapped his forehead with his index finger and middle finger, and the security guard instantly collapsed to the ground.

As if he accidentally stepped on the weeds on the roadside, Yamamoto turned back his gaze, retracted his hand, put one hand in front of his mouth to form a seal again, softly recited the mantra: "Born from darkness, darker than black, filthy." All the misery and filth will be wiped out."

An ink-colored fluid that was completely different from the dark sky appeared at the top of Asano Middle School. In just a moment, the ink-colored fluid expanded freely, covering the entire Asano Middle School like a curtain.

After finishing everything, Yamamoto returned to the car again, holding an umbrella, silently in the rain, waiting for news about the girl.

17:38, Asano Middle School activity square.

As the curtain opened, the girl holding a white flower-bone umbrella couldn't help but stop in the center of the square. The girl's eyes followed the black butterfly-shaped magic spirit flying past her.

Between the four wings with black lines, there were four humanoid eyes, and the sudden soft whisper was enough to make everyone panic, "Stop talking, it was my fault."

"I know it was my fault, why do you still punish me?"

"I am indeed the worst, you think so too, right, teacher"

As the girl looked up, countless identical black butterflies began to gather in the air. A huge black vortex formed in the air, twisting and extending. The densely packed eyeballs stared at the girl holding a white flower-bone umbrella, and a bloody red light suddenly appeared in the red eyeballs. .The black vortex began to attack the girl, trying to assimilate the beautiful girl into a part of them.

"It's so ugly!" The girl pursed her lips slightly, "This time, I will be the executioner and wipe out all your resentment."

The girl took the flower-bone umbrella with her left hand, placed her right hand on the umbrella handle, and pulled out a long knife from the flower-bone umbrella.

The blade, as bright as snow, exudes the proud coldness of the top of the snow-capped mountains.

The girl's peerless face was reflected in the harsh light of the sword.

The flower-bone umbrella floated to the ground. The girl held the knife in both hands. The knife was raised above her head. One side of the blade faced the black butterfly vortex. There was still slanting rain under the ink rain curtain. But what was shocking was that from the moment the girl pulled out the long knife, All the raindrops that were about to fall on the girl turned into white gas in an instant and began to evaporate.

In a world that was still a little cool, the temperature has risen sharply, and there is no tendency to stop.

Magnificent flames emanated from the snow-white blade.

The world filled with darkness and ink was rendered into a magnificent purple-red color by the flames.

The flames rose along the blade, expanded, danced, and tightly bound the long knife.

The girl's running brought with it the sound of clogs, and the clear voice broke through the black whirlpool of murmurs.

Swinging the knife, sheathing it, the magnificent firelight flashed through the darkness shrouded by butterflies, cutting out a purple-red rose-colored plane. Then, the burning fire expanded to both sides, rolling up the entire vortex.

Large swaths of black butterflies were dyed with rose-colored flames. The terrifying high temperature made them unable to fly, and suddenly they turned into black filthy residue and fell to the ground.

Next, they will be blown away by the wind, turn into dust, and dissipate throughout the world.

The girl did not look back, her red and white back walked gracefully further in the rain.

The girl wearing wooden clogs and a witch costume did not walk very fast, but she was quite efficient. Wherever she walked, the magnificent flames would remove the curse in the blink of an eye.

In the club building and student dormitories, the flower bones formed by the flames swayed and bloomed, and then turned into sparks of light foam and dissipated.

The girl's cold voice echoed in the empty teaching building.

"It's strange. There are obviously many curses in the club building, student dormitories, and even the sports fields. Why is there no curse in the teaching building that should be the most cursed?"

"Only some curse spirits that are not even level four?"

The girl was walking in the corridor of the teaching building, her eyes casually glancing at the surrounding classrooms. The empty classrooms were dark and dark. Although there were a few curses hidden in the shadows, these had almost no impact on humans.

The witch walked up floor by floor until she reached the rooftop of the teaching building.

On the empty rooftop, there was nothing around except the rusty iron fence. The girl stood in the center with a sword in hand, whispering softly: "Is there nothing? Have you hidden everything?"

After hesitating, a shadow appeared on the ground on the rooftop, and three curse spirits emerged from the shadow on the ground.

The black and gray bloated long cursed spirit has a huge human-shaped eyeball on the top. From top to bottom, the body has a sewn crack, hands, and feet.

"Level [-]? No, it hasn't even reached Level [-] yet. It shouldn't be something behind the scenes."

"In a seemingly ordinary school, the number of curses suddenly skyrocketed."

The girl recalled everything that happened since she entered the school. First there were swarms of black butterfly-shaped curses, then there were the giant spider-shaped curses in the activity building, the mantis-shaped curses in the dormitory, the wild bee-shaped curses, and the long dragon here. Striped bag charm?
"A large number of but weak curse spirits gather together. Is there something that attracts them?"

"I always feel like something bad is going to happen."

While thinking, the long strips of cloth curse spirits had already attacked. They tore open the seams they had sewn with their hands, revealing their red flesh and white vertical rows of giant teeth. They ran towards the girl.

"Come in, come in!" They stretched out their hands and hugged the witch with enthusiasm.

The miko frowned, but there was no hesitation in her body movements or the sword in her hand. The black magic power poured into the blade, and it rushed into the space between the three magic spirits. The dancing arc of the sword drew a beautiful circle in the air. The cursed slash cut through three cursed spirits.

In just an instant, the long cloth curse spirit was cut into two halves, and the black residue was left on the ground.

But the girl's expression did not change at all. Her brows suddenly frowned, looking very bad. She murmured at the corner of her mouth: "No, there is something wrong with this."

A sudden gathering of large-scale curses, either because of the curse master or something attracting them, and when there are almost no curses at the place where the curses gather, it means that there is a more powerful and terrifying curse here. The existence makes the surrounding curses almost afraid to come here.

"Is it a curse?"

Cursed objects refer to debris, objects, etc. that contain cursed power. They are usually evolved from the corpses of cursed masters. The cursed power contained in them often attracts cursed spirits.

While the girl was deep in thought, a strange and contemptuous laughter suddenly sounded, like the cry of a child or the laughter of a ghost child.

The majestic and terrifying pressure of the spell poured onto the girl. The girl felt the power of the spell and her face was extremely solemn.

"Is this a special level?"

In the world of magic, there is a clear classification of the strength of magic spirits and magicians. From weakest to strongest, they are: fourth level, third level, second level, and first level.Among them, curse spirits below level four pose no threat to humans, and there are levels above level one called "special level".In addition, spellcasters of the same level are stronger than spellcasters.

Where the contemptuous laughter rang out, the darkness began to swallow up the surroundings. Silence and silence, a strange, extremely dark ellipsoid appeared in the open space on the rooftop under the black curtain.

And this black ellipsoid represents the highest apex of the spell, the realm.

The time at this moment is fixed at Tokyo time, 18:05:00.

(End of this chapter)