Ordinary office workers who fight back with spells

"No, not an order, but a request. A request among friends, because I also want to vent my anger."

Kira raised his head so Todo could see his eyes.

calm.

Like a pool of stagnant water.

The stagnant water with rotting corpses floating there is so calm and calm.

calm creeps

Dong Tang pondered for a moment, and finally nodded: "For the sake of friendship, I will let you this time."

"Crush them for me." He dropped this sentence and left without looking back.

"Well, there is no ashes left."

"Arrogant uncle!" The leader, Dao Scar, smiled angrily, curled his lips contemptuously, pointed at Kira's nose with disdain, and laughed, "Just like you poor office worker, even if you are a magician, It's no more than level two! My boss is level one."

Why does this guy look familiar... Scarface pulled the corner of his mouth, and pointed at Kira's nose with his hand:

"What kind of handshake meeting did you come to... Poor middle-aged uncle, the money he earns in a month is used to shake hands with idols! Social animals."

"8:30."

"Ok?"

"Now at 8:30, I usually leave work at 7 o'clock, and it has been more than an hour and a half."

"What do you mean...ah?"

The explosion splashed piece after piece of skin fragments, spreading from the finger pointing at Kira. At this time, Murakata was like a broken porcelain doll, with flesh and blood falling off his body piece by piece. It spread throughout his body, like a silently crawling poisonous snake, from his fingers, up his arms, and through his chest. Before the flames engulfed his head, Murashita finally noticed something holding his fingers, It was a big pink cat.

Kira Nanami's calm words reached his ears:

"I just want to say that I personally have no extravagance, I just hope [the mood is very peaceful] to live on. [Win or lose], [win or lose], is what I don't like to care about with others...

I am such a contented person, and this is also my outlook on life.

If I must do it, I will not lose to anyone.

In other words, if there are people who prevent me from sleeping, [troubles] and [enemies] who cannot make me [get off work on time], before they even open their mouths... that will happen. "

He flipped the switch again.

The red flames engulfed Murashita's whole body. Before his consciousness completely disappeared, a terrible name appeared in his mind:

Blonde hair, 30-year-old appearance, office worker attire, and this weird shikigami.

Kira Seven Seas.

Has no spell power, no spells, can only use one shikigami, the most special magician in history, known as the No. 1 under the four super magicians, most likely to surpass Gojo Satoru's mad critic A genius, a first-class conjurer.

And in the magic spirit world, he is evaluated like this:

He was more the curse itself than the conjurer.

Rather than being decent, this person is a [pure] villain.

'Killer Queen【killerqueen】'

"Your Excellency Kira." The boss behind him saw his subordinates die in front of him, but his eyes did not fluctuate at all. He took off the mask full of human eyes, revealing a flat and calm face.

"I'm sorry, but the subordinate was rude."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Hase Chuan Feng, a first-class conjurer. He is also well-known in the conjuration circle. He is considered a genius. If you really do it, your strength may not be worse than yours."

"And you also want to get off work early, don't you? We apologize to each other for today's incident, and you won't get any advantage in fighting me. I'm very powerful."

He has a free and unrestrained attitude, with a strategizing appearance, a calm and calm expression on his face, and said in a confident tone:

"So do you dare to spare my life? I am so powerful and young, and I haven't lived enough."

Chapter 2 What bad intentions can Kira-kun have?

The next day.

The sun is shining warmly on the streets of Kyoto, dyeing this historic ancient capital with a slightly drunken luster. Climbing up the steps covered with maple leaves, you can see a college.Although it is a university, it is actually more like a temple. This is also the publicity of the Kyoto State Higher Technical School all the time: a religious general university.

The soft morning light shines on the Golden Pavilion in the center, and its shadow is reflected around the pond. The stones and green plants in the pond are placed randomly, but they are full of wild charm.

Typical Japanese garden style.

"Senior Kira hasn't come yet?"

Sanlunxia brushed up her water-blue short ear-length hair, looking at something expectantly.

"Three rounds, sit down."

Angeji reprimanded Miwa Kasumi dissatisfiedly. She was a typical Japanese-style beauty, wearing Japanese-style kimonos meticulously. There were Ukiyo-e patterns on the black clothes, but she didn't look glamorous, on the contrary, she was very elegant. Her temperament and appearance are also typical Yamato Nadeko-like gentleness, but the deep scar on her face gave her a trace of banditry, and her words even destroyed her quiet temperament:

"It's noisy, I'll throw you in and feed me the mechanical pill."

"Teacher An, although I am manipulating [Curse Skeletons], I don't eat people." The puppet made of machines hurriedly interrupted.

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry! Jijiwan, don't eat me! I haven't showered yet!"

Sanlunxia clasped her hands together and bowed respectfully.

"I told you I don't eat people..." Ji Wan had given up struggling.

"Let's ignore the cannibalism of the mechanical pill for the time being," Zenyuan Zhenji raised her slender legs and said with a narrow smile:

"What? Are you looking forward to Kira-kun's arrival?"

Sanlunxia blushed, even her ears were a little hot, she raised her face and replied:

"Kira-kun is my idol! Don't you think he is handsome?"

She muttered softly again: "Damn it, why did you send Senior Todo to receive Senior Kira, I really want to go too."

"Handsome..." A face appeared in Zenyuan Zhenyi's mind, with blond hair hanging down slightly, always meticulously groomed, slightly thin lips, light blue eye pupils, always dressed delicately The wrinkled black trousers were paired with a well-ironed blue jacket, and every button was buttoned neatly.

"He's got a nice face...but don't you think he's too dull, always prim, and boring?"

"This is the coolness of Kira-senpai!" Speaking of idols, Miwa Kasumi's eyes lit up, and she straightened her back subconsciously: "Don't you think that you work hard and live steadily, and then rely on your own Is trying to support yourself a cool thing?"

I don't think so at all... Zenyuan pressed the bridge of her nose tiredly, and suddenly remembered that Miwa's dream is: to work and earn money to support her two younger brothers after graduation. Probably because of this, Kira Nanami became her role model...

A guy who has no dreams... Just feed the mechanical pill... She pressed the bridge of her nose again.

"Hey? Don't you think this is very handsome? Work quietly, endure loneliness... Kira-kun must be very soft inside, he must be a kind and persistent man, I don't think a reliable uncle is very attractive power?"

"What bad thoughts can Kira Nanami have?"

"Miraki, in fact, Kira-kun is not what you imagined..." Kamo Kenji flipped through the information he had just received, pondered for a moment, frowned, raised his head, and looked at Miwa Kasumi's face. Eye.

"What's wrong with Kira-kun?" Miwa held his face in both hands, his eyes widened, full of anticipation: "What bad thoughts can ordinary office workers have?"

"...Well," Kamo Kenki put down the information in his hand and turned away, "It's normal."

Considering that Sanlunxia's current state is like a fan of idols on the Internet, Jiamao wisely gave up his plan to argue with her, and he fixedly looked at the information in his hand:

'At 8:30 last night, a blond man fought with a second-level curser and a first-level curser in the World Trade Center...The blond man blew up the curser into ashes when he knelt down and cried and surrendered...now The identity of the curser cannot be confirmed, but it is confirmed that the blond man is the first-class curser Kira Nanami in Tokyo. '

"It's normal," he murmured.

"By the way, Senior Kira doesn't know how to perform spells, right? Physical skills are also very average. Why was he rated as a first-class conjurer?"

Momo Nishinomiya with a loli figure took up the topic.

"His shikigami is very special...you will know when the time comes."

"Hey~ It's really getting more and more curious, this man. Why hasn't he arrived yet?" Zenyuan Zhenyi licked her sexy lips.

"Maybe Kira-kun is helping the weak right now!" The brainless fan San Luanxia was a little unhappy, she blinked and emphasized: "He is a kind and reliable adult!"

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Kira Nanami looked at the sun shining outside the window, and frowned again.

The driver in front was talking eloquently, and that annoying big hand was waving in front of his eyes: "Brother, is this your first time in Kyoto?"

"Tsk." Kira Nanami looked at her watch. It was 7:10, 15 minutes before the appointed time, and she was going to be late.

Whether he is late or not, the mood of waiting for someone is irrelevant to him, just like the parts other than the hands, whether his chest or thighs, are not worth caring about for Kira Nanami.

But he hates things beyond his plan. Since childhood, Kira Nanami has cared about what others think of him, not how others feel.

He has his own timetable, whether it is early or late is not allowed, he divides everything into each small piece, strictly follows the timetable plan, and runs as accurately as the clock, so he hates working overtime , which inexplicably made his clock extra.

Also hates being late, he has a morbid obsession with time.

"Brother, don't worry, the roads are very congested at this time, are you rushing to work? Take it easy... come and listen to the radio?"

...Not counting the risk of traffic jams in the itinerary planning was Kira Nanami's mistake. He is a man who is good at reflection and summary. Today he learned a lesson that he should always keep a calm and careful attitude.

What the curse master said last night made him a little edgy. He recognized himself at a glance. Being too famous is definitely not a good thing.

When you go to school, you work hard enough and get excellent grades, but you always stay at No. 3. Although you are relatively good, you don't leave a deep impression on others, because people tend to only remember first and second.

But when this set is used in the world of conjuration, it doesn't work very well, especially when No. 2 and even the four super conjurers are unreliable and unreliable, the ordinary Kira Nanami He became a fragrant momo, and all kinds of work were entrusted to him.

From this incident, Kira Nanami learned a lesson: For many years, she has been trying to pretend to be an ordinary person, but among a group of neuropathy, the ordinary person has become the biggest alien.

This is why Kira Nanami hates Gojo Satoru: as long as he is more reliable, he will lose a lot of work.

Work is shit.

Looking at the maple leaves passing by outside the window, the continuous blue mountains undulating in the sky, Kira Nanami secretly thought in her heart.

It's 7:20.

"morning~morning~Kyoto video!"

"goodmorning, I'm your good neighbor... This morning's song starts now."

The sound from the radio made him even more irritable, Kira Nanami bit her fingernails unhappily, this was his bad habit, he would do it whenever he was irritable.

"Traffic jam again, damn it—what do you do brother?" The driver in front was still chattering.

"Please hurry up, I'm going to be late for work."

"Don't rush, why rush, don't you see that the road is blocked?"

"There was a closer ramp just now. You didn't turn into it, did you? You took my way."