One punch of Superman’s Straight Death Demon Eye

Shiba Park is not far from Tokyo Tower. There are many beautiful shrines and temples near high-end hotels and schools, TV stations, radio stations, embassies and other buildings.

In that area, there are many trails. It’s almost all facing the street, but it’s easy to overlook if you don’t know. Walking on this intricate road, I unconsciously came to the stone steps.

There are 200 steps, which is very high for the stone steps in the city center. The Shichio Shrine is very suitable for being located on such a high ground. Although you don’t fall into the guarded forest, the shrine surrounded by green trees gives a quiet and comfortable feeling.

Inside the courtyard, not far from the front hall, there is a shrine office with a bungalow structure.

In that room, Yuri Wanli was dressing.

Dressed in white with a red kimono skirt, she combs her long hair in front of the mirror.

Shoot dry jade-colored long hair with a deep brown color. The hair color is not dyed, but the natural color is very thin. This had made Yu Li have a vague sense of inferiority, but now it didn’t matter.

The important thing is that the comb that was combing the hair suddenly broke.

“…… Unlucky, hopefully nothing bad will happen. ”

Yuri muttered his feelings without scientific basis.

It always feels like there will be bad omens.

It’s best to investigate a bit. This kind of thing that an ordinary girl can forget immediately, but her situation is completely different.

After dressing up, Yuri left the shrine’s office.

On the way to the front temple, he passed by several clergy.

To them who bowed their heads in greeting, Yuri also responded with a greeting. There is a reason for the respectful and discreet demeanor of the 15-year-old witch.

In this shrine, Yuri Miriya is a person who holds a higher position than anyone.

“—Oh, witch Sang, first meeting. Can you talk a little bit? ”

Suddenly stopped by a sound that sounded very brisk.

The owner of the voice slowly walked over to Yuri. Although the shoes walked in the courtyard, there was no sound at all when walking on the sand.

When you see the footwork of the man in front of you, you will know that ordinary people can see through it.

“…… Meet for the first time,? ”

“Ah, what a disrespect. I haven’t introduced myself yet, my name is Gan Meal. It was my honor to meet the beautiful witch, and we will know each other later. ”

While announcing his name, Gan Yu walked over to Yuri and handed him his business card.

Yuri took a look at it.

It says Sugar Meal Winter Horse. However, the problem is the title written under the name.

“Do the people of the Orthodox History Compilation Committee have anything to do with me?”

Yuri asked doubtfully.

Dressed in an unusual ordinary suit, he looks like a simple youth in the second half of the 20s.

However, for the messenger of this organization that covers the spell community throughout Japan. It must be done seriously and with care.

“In the organization, there may be a spark that has become an unprecedented disaster in our country, which is a little tricky. Therefore, I want to use the power of the witch, although it is a bit rash, please forgive me. ”

“…… I don’t do much other than house assistants and things like that. ”

“You are humble, although there are several witches in Musashino, there are very few people like you who are good at the power of the spell power of spiritual vision.” And, in addition to this, there are two other reasons. ”

“You are the Maid of Musashino, and you have an obligation to assist our Orthodox History Compilation Committee, should you know?” At this time, the questions will be put aside, please listen to the details. ”

“…… That’s for sure. So, what do you want me to do? ”

“Two teenagers in Japan, go and meet them, I want you to go and check it out.” The boy named Kusanagi Godo wasn’t really Campione. ”

“Campione？”

In Europe, the title of the biggest and most vicious demon king.

Hearing the unexpected words, Yuri was taken aback.

“Of course, the more important thing is that it is said that another one, a godkiller named Nagano Hiroshi, is said to have returned home with a sacred artifact…”

“Artifact—”

“Yes, the magic of misfortune.”

“Please let me know more about the two of them. Do you learn certain spells like we do? Or learn martial arts? Having made up his mind to solve this matter with all his might, Yuri asked. _

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