Ordinary office workers who fight back with spells

It's just a layer of insurance. It's far away in other people's territory. This is the only way to be safe.

He closed the door and walked calmly into the room.

This room is not big, with a clear view, and no one can be hidden. There is only one exit, the front door. If people don't know there is a bomb, they will open this door when they come in and out.

Mastering this door is equivalent to mastering the life and death of the people inside. Kira Nanami likes the feeling of mastering everything, which makes him feel at ease and sincerely happy.

"Kira-kun, Gui'an."

The old man nodded to him. He had long beard and eyebrows, and his spirit was flickering.

"Hello, Your Excellency Leyansi."

Kira Nanami performed an unmistakable etiquette, with a humble and gentle attitude. After getting permission from the old man, she knelt on the tatami mat. Reliable, an adult who respects the old and loves the young.

"Do you know Su Nuo?"

"Well, the King of Curses, a monster among monsters, is immortal after death and immortal after death. He carries his own soul on his fingers."

The old man nodded appreciatively, took out a simple box from the drawer in the compartment, and slightly opened the sealing technique. The layers were opened layer by layer, revealing the sealed things inside. As the seal was lifted, , that monstrous malice poured into the room - they were five fingers, lavender, stained with corpse spots, like the fingers of ugly worms. [Note 2]

Leyan Temple quickly closed the lid again, and the monstrous malice dissipated—he looked into Kira's eyes and asked, "How do you feel?"

"The fingertips are long, the joints are large, and the palm lines are thin. In one word: transparent."

"But there are still shortcomings. It has been dead for too long, the color is not full enough, and the nail color is also a little dull. This is a loss of points. If you compare it with a human female, this is equivalent to a beautiful corpse."

"And I hate corrupt fingers, and I usually replace them regularly. But the most disgusting thing for me is that this finger belongs to a man..." When it comes to the professional field, Mr. Kira Nanami, a professional appraiser, talked eloquently.

"Kira-kun." Leyanji interrupted him and said solemnly: "I'm asking you what do you think of the dangers of this finger?"

"I can only say that it deserves the name of a special magic tool." Kira tapped his fingers on the table lightly.

The old man nodded, and while carefully putting the box back into the compartment, he said to Kira:

"In Kyoto, the fluctuation of the sixth Su Nuo finger was recently discovered. There is also the shadow of the Curse Master behind it."

The tapping on the table stopped, and Kira Nanami raised her head and stared at him.

"That's why we transferred you here. There is a real shortage of manpower recently. We old guys have to take charge of the school and need professionals. And we believe in your strength."

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As the sun sets, the colorful corona hangs over the rolling mountains, and the spreading fire clouds form another giant mountain in the sky. The mountain wraps the sunset sun, or in other words, the mountains are the grave of the sun.

When dusk alternates, it is also the time to encounter demons.

Amid the farewell sounds of everyone, Kira Nanami rejected Dongtang's proposal to stay and watch animal videos together. He looked at the sky and made a plan in his heart to return to the apartment before eight o'clock.

It's seven o'clock.

It took him 5 minutes to walk from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain. Kira Nanami didn't take the special bus arranged by the school, and there was no taxi passing here. He bought a bus ticket at the station at the foot of the mountain, which took him another 10 minutes.

It took him half an hour to drive back to the city from the suburbs and then transfer to a taxi.

Finally, he arrived downstairs in his apartment. Dusk was completely over by now, and dim lights shone on the alley. Everyone he met on the road had expressionless faces, either listening to songs or looking down at their mobile phones, silently. The ground passed by Kira.

Kira Nanami bought a can of coffee in the vending machine downstairs. The old vending machine was a little rusty and couldn't spit it out for a long time.

Ji Liang patted it, and there was a muffled sound from inside the machine, the sound of the machine turning, like an old cow talking back, and after a long time of talking back, finally, a can of dark coffee fell from the depths of the machine down.

He opened the coffee and took a sip, but it didn't taste good.

It is summer now, and the air conditioner is turned on in the vending machine to reduce the temperature of the drinks. Even this old vending machine is also equipped with air conditioning.

But Kira didn't like this cold taste.

Just as he was about to put the coffee into the trash can, he suddenly saw a small corner of a shadow protruding from the machine. Kira controlled Shikigami to touch it, and what came back was a sticky and wet feeling.

He frowned, probably knowing what happened.In order not to attract other people's attention, he took out all the banknotes on his body and put them all into the vending machine.

The old cow's retort sounded again, and bottle after bottle of drinks fell out.

When all the drinks were gone, the old cow whimpered a few times, and spit out lumps one after another. Along with the outflow, there was also viscous liquid, dripping drop after drop on the ground.

It was a broken body piece by piece.

The cause of machine lag was found.

Kira Nanami continued to toss coins, throwing 'vegetable juice' at window No. [-], and what fell out was a broken toe.

Throw in window number one 'lemonade', and what falls out is half a stinky heart.

Cast window No. [-] 'Coke', and two round eyeballs fall out of the machine...

Someone was killed, dismembered, and hid in this vending machine.This machine has long been scrapped, and its lock is not difficult to pick.The prisoners stuffed the cut up corpses one by one into the drinking areas in an orderly manner.

The prisoners piled drinks bought by the prisoners in front of the minced meat. The minced meat would not fall down until the drinks were purchased by the customers.

Also because the air conditioner was turned on in the vending machine, the time for the corpse to rot and smell was greatly prolonged-this bought time for the prisoner.

There is no trace of mana remaining, just an ordinary murder case.

Gee.

Kira reached into the pile of minced meat and frowned in disappointment when he didn't find the full arm he wanted.

Looking at his watch, it was already 7:55. According to the plan, he should go home.

It was now time to get off work. Kira Nanami put her hand on the pile of minced meat and activated the shikigami.Blood mist flew up all over the sky, but soon it disappeared, and the pile of minced meat had been blown away without any residue.

He didn't have the kindness to go find the real culprit. This matter had nothing to do with him.

But if you leave it alone, you will be listed as a suspect by the police; if you go to report the crime now, you will be questioned again, and your plan to go home at [-] o'clock will be delayed, so destroying the body and removing traces is the best choice.

Kira Nanami, never do superfluous things, nor set up enemies or troubles that keep him awake, this is his experience of a happy life.

He took out a handkerchief from the inner lining of his clothes, wiped his hands, folded the handkerchief into a square piece, put it in the trash can, and drank the coffee in one gulp.

Kira Nanami walked out of the narrow alley, took a look at the night lights lit up in the city, fiery trees and silver flowers, and heavy traffic, then turned and walked back to her apartment.

Chapter 5 Bad Money

early morning.Six thirty.

Morning~morning~morning, Kyoto radio!

I am also broadcasting to you today, your good neighbor Kai Harada.What a sunny morning, a good day starts with this song.

Kira Nanami opened the window of the apartment to let the sunlight in. The golden light particles flowed on the light blue curtains, and the morning breeze caressed them, so the light shook with the curtains.

He made himself a cup of hot cocoa, pulled up a stool and sat down, turning up the volume of the radio.

Spread beside the table was a Kyoto morning newspaper, which Nanami Kira subscribed to. The mailman would deliver it to his door every morning. He adjusted to a comfortable sitting position, held hot cocoa, and started reading the newspaper.

"Shocked that an 18-year-old boy did this to his grandfather..."

"International News: Recently, the head of the Italian Pokémon Organization has changed..."

"A little common sense every day: the best way to eat cherries! The Prime Minister thinks it's very good."

"Recently, at an idol fan meeting, an unknown explosion suddenly occurred, which was suspected to be a gas leak. According to eyewitnesses, a middle-aged man with blond office worker appearance and a teenager dressed as a bosozoku were suspected of being overly frightened and talked into the air. , and made all kinds of wonderful and magical gestures..."

"A teenager who asked not to be named claimed to have seen a ghost."

It was all boring news, Kira Nanami looked at his watch, it was already [-]:[-], he drank the remaining cocoa and closed the newspaper.

"Recently, the suicide rate in Kyoto has been increasing, and experts call for..." He turned off the radio, stood up, and took off the hanging suit from the opposite rack.

Looking in the mirror, he tied his tie meticulously. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he put on his blue coat and smoothed out every wrinkle.One button after another was buttoned, Kira Nanami took one last look at the person in the mirror, put on her shoes and went out.

When he passed the entrance, he took out an umbrella.

50:[-].

Time to go to work.

This is his newly rented apartment, because the rent was hasty and the location is not very good.The surrounding area is close to Kabuki Town, where young people stay up all night and come back every morning after getting drunk into a puddle of mud; the residents in the whole building are mixed, and there are people from all walks of life.

It was an old-fashioned apartment without an elevator. Fortunately, Kira did not live too high, and the three floors went down quickly.

The stairs were very dark, and the lighting in this building was quite poor. The only way to move forward was by groping. Kira Nanami walked down one step at a time at her own pace.When he passed the corner on the second floor, he suddenly noticed something unusual at the top of the stairs.

Very slight mana fluctuations.

It was at a tenant's door.

Kira Nanami recognized this tenant, whose surname was Inoue.After all, there are only so many young people who come back drunk from Kabuchō every morning.

The layout of Kyoto's Kabukicho is different from other places; there is a large square-shaped T stage on the street, and there are princesses on the T cabinet, who can go and accompany them at any time.

People who go to work, leave work in the afternoon and evening, often spend 20 yen for a bottle of wine—this happened more than [-] years ago, and now each bowl costs [-] yen—stand outside the cabinet, Drink hot and rest;

If you are willing to spend an extra [-] yuan, you can hire a princess or a male publicist to make drinks. If you spend hundreds of thousands, you can taste meat and vegetables. But these customers are mostly office workers and are probably not so wealthy. .

This young man was the only office worker who went to eat meat dishes, so Kira Nanami was very impressed.

He stared at a dark corner, frowned, and then his expression relaxed again.

Not something tricky.

Hidden in the darkness are stacks of green banknotes, with Fukuzawa Yukichi's head printed on them, wrapped in thread, exuding a faint ominous atmosphere.

Bad money.

The lowest level of curse, even ordinary people can complete it.

This is a folk superstition. Use scissors to cut off a little bit of your own hair, wash it with salt, wrap it with coins in red cloth or thread, and throw it at the crossroads. It is said that this will transport the mold—of course it is Neither magical nor scientific.

But it is different with paper money, because paper money is for the dead, and it is even more taboo to throw it at the door - moldy money itself does not have magic power, but it can attract curse spirits. If the moldy money is picked up by someone , the attracted curse spirit will attach to that person's back.

Most people would not pick up money of unknown origin, but Inoue might.He has been in arrears with rent for nearly a month because he lingered in Kabuchō.

Did he offend some enemy...and he was someone who understood his current situation.

Kira Nanami didn't care about this, he looked at his watch, it was 55:[-], and he hadn't gone to work yet.

Then it's not his business.

Considering that something happened in the apartment he rented, and the police would come to question him, which would be very troublesome, Kira Nanami picked up the money and counted it, a total of 30 yen.

He nodded and went downstairs.

The sun was just right today, and Nanami Kira had to go to school again. He reached out and hailed a taxi on the street. It took him three to ten minutes from the city to the suburbs.

After getting out of the car and paying the money, he climbed up the mountain step by step on the sunny steps.