Ordinary office workers who fight back with spells

"what are you doing?"

"What is Kira-san going to do?"

"Your teacher told you to answer with questions..."

"Um?"

Hideo Hoshino raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, and there was a whimpering sound like a small animal in his throat.

"Tsk."

Kira Nanami clicked his tongue softly, strange to say, ever since he devoured Su Nuo's fingers, Kira Nanami has a natural coercion on the curse spirit, especially when he is close to him.

However, Hoshino Ying's stupid hand has no effect. Should she be said to be brave, or heartless?

[Superior curse spirit clepsydra once knelt before Su Nuo unconsciously under coercion]

But Kira Nanami can feel it, can feel the hand that Hoshino Hideo is holding him, a little unsteady, a little trembling, looking carefully, Hoshino Hideo's long eyelashes are also trembling slightly.

She is afraid, which is the instinctive fear of her soul.

"Since it's uncomfortable, why ignore me? Hoshino."

Kira Nanami tried hard to calm down her body that was boiling due to the battle just now, and calm down the restlessness in her soul.

"Ugh..."

Hearing Kira Nanami's words, Hideo Hoshino couldn't help but not let go, but hugged him even tighter, with delicate facial features sticking to Kira's back.

The night fell on them, and the lakeside in the distance flowed quietly, reflecting the moonlight.

"Even if you become a monster, even if you are full of barbs, I will hug you, Kira-kun."

"..."

but you are dying...

Kira Nanami pursed her lips and swallowed the words. He looked into Hoshino's eyes, which seemed to be shining like stars, and said softly:

"Let's go."

He raised the business card in his hand.

"I'm starting to understand it all."

He patted Hoshino's head lightly, and Hoshino raised his shockingly beautiful face, and looked at Kira Nanami in the moonlight.

...

"Wait, Kira-kun, you haven't explained what's going on with that hand!!"

She said it in hindsight.

Chapter 5 The Arrow's Clue

June 10.clear.

Naples.

The weather is rare in autumn, and the sun is shining warmly on the streets of Naples. It is already late autumn.

The streets are covered with golden ginkgo leaves, and the golden sunlight shines on them, emitting gorgeous light. Walking on the streets is like stepping on a palace paved with gold.

city ​​of gold.

Kira Nanami looked at the business card in her hand, pressed the human skin mask on her face, and stopped in front of a shop.

He pressed the human skin mask on his face.

"Ah, this sun is so poisonous..."

Hideo Hoshino sat behind him, looking up at the signboard on the shop.

According to what the boss said that day, there will be the clues he wants here.

He came to this city, Naples, from Rome.

Kira Nanami recalled the conversation with the antique owner a few days ago, and felt more and more weird.

The series of stories he told and what he wanted to convey were all hidden in the words. If he wasn't fooling himself, the identity of the boss was quite suspicious.

The earliest incantations should be traced back to the Han Dynasty, which is the year when the Neon Kingdom was founded. The alchemists of the Celestial Dynasty, the magicians of overseas, and the monks of Tianzhu are actually all conjurers. They are called differently.

The clepsydra once revealed a key piece of information, the history of the existence of curse spirits is far earlier than human civilization.

At this time, the curse spirit has official records.

But before that, in the distant ancient times, in the time of ignorance, in those distant ages, people were not yet enlightened, and their understanding of mantra spirits was not comprehensive. In the crooning of the bard.

[Shan Hai Jing], [Song of the Nibelungen], [Genesis]... and Greek mythology.

Those ancient curse spirits were regarded as ghosts and gods by the ancestors and enshrined as gods...The curse spirits were born from people's fear, and the fear of the ancestors, the fear of the fragile human civilization towards the world.

Inherited thousands of years of fear, gods, and the original curse spirit.

Promiscuous parents, blacksmiths, lame... Kira Nanami still remembers that sentence that seemed to be a joke:

"Cupid's arrow does exist, after all, I made it."

If he wasn't fooling himself, then what did this guy named Balkai want to tell himself?

Kira Nanami pushed open the door.

A pink light flashed on the door handle.

This is a rather dimly lit shop with an old red carpet. Kira Nanami glanced around and saw the same old but well-wiped counter, and saw layer after layer of animal specimens on the counter.

"anyone there?"

Hideo Hoshino poked his head out from behind him, his snow-white long hair drooping slightly.

"Is there anyone please?"

No one responded.

Quiet, the surrounding is quiet.This shop happened to be on the back side of the sun, so the sun couldn't shine in, and the windows were tightly closed. Kira Nanami suddenly smelled a strange smell.

It's really quiet here. Although the candles on the counter have been extinguished, you can still feel the residual warmth. It seems that the owner hasn't left for too long.

This smell is too familiar to him.

Kira Nanami pushed Hoshino Hide back, and explained to her softly:

"Hide."

Hideo Hoshino waved his hands, dissipated into a little bit of starlight, and returned to the main body in Kira Nanami's pocket,

Kira Nanami felt the fluctuations of the surrounding spell power, but found nothing abnormal. He pressed his cheek, walked through the narrow aisle, and walked straight to the counter.

He looked around the hut, after all, he didn't find anything strange. Kira Nanami glanced over the counter, and found a quill on the table, still dipped in ink, lying on the table, and the black ink soaked the solid wood table.

Behind the counter is a display window lined with animal specimens one after another, dried carcasses of goshawks, heads of elephants, and feet of lions...

Other than that, there is nothing else.

Quiet...very quiet.

not a single person.

But there is always a lingering strange smell in my nose.

Kira Nanami pointed at the edge of the table.

I began to think in my heart.

The door is open without a lock, which means that the store is still open, and the possibility that the boss is not around because of the closure is ruled out...

The candles are still burning, which means that the boss was still here not long ago... What does this store sell?It looks like it should be a taxidermied animal.

There were no traces of fighting, and no remnants of mana fluctuations... It seemed that the boss had known Kira Nanami was coming, so the boss left early. He didn't want to see him, which was the most reasonable explanation.

don't want to see myself...

The only doubt is that the quill on the counter... Kira Nanami refocused on the quill.

It was still dipped in ink, moistening the table, and the thick black ink dripped down drop by drop.

It looks like someone was using it to write just now.

Since it is writing, there should be a pen and paper. The pen is there, but what about the paper?

Taken away by the master?I left in a hurry, so the pen was left on the table.

That being the case, why did he still have time to turn off the lights?

No... There is another possibility. The owner of the shop was writing some important letter or other things. There was a lamp burning on the table. At this moment, someone silenced him. The murderer found what was written on the table and knew it was against him. Unfavorable information was organized, so the letter was destroyed.

He only extinguished the lamp, because the lamp was the most conspicuous.

And forgot to put the pen back.

Silenced... Kira Nanami rested her chin and looked at the old counter.

The traces are eliminated, but Kira Nanami has something to do...

He put his hand on the table.

The dark black magic power swam around, the books in the window moved automatically without wind, and there seemed to be a huge roulette floating in the air.

"Reverse wheel."

Kira Nanami said softly.

"Reverse wheel."

"Reverse wheel."

...

Slashes landed on the counter one after another, and the entire counter moved backwards with a time span of one second and one second. The most conspicuous feeling was that the ink accumulated on the table flowed back to the quill pen bit by bit. .

The quill also floated up, drawing stroke after stroke in the air.

Kira Nanami remembered the traces and drew strokes in her heart. Slowly, strokes formed letters, letters formed words, and words formed sentence after sentence.

Kira Nanami took a breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead.