Humanoid self-propelled wishing machine

……Eh?

When the body seemed to be squeezed into the crack of the wall, a huge force was slowly pushed forward from both sides, Hanezuka Daisei hadn't realized what happened yet.

He only felt that the bonfires at the four corners of the altar seemed to be burning too vigorously, making him feel a little hot, even his blood seemed to be boiling and swelling, and his skin was dry and tight.

It wasn't until his legs, which had been injected with the medicine, twisted together like a twist, swollen and painful, that he lowered his head and glanced suspiciously.

His legs had swelled to two or three times their original size like sausages, and the yellowish, mottled skin wrapped the bubbling, blue-purple and blackened flesh like a sausage casing, as if it might explode at any time.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Hazuka Daisei belatedly howled miserably, the hysterical terrified voice was filled with explosive despair that could not save himself!

But Erina slowly narrowed her eyes, revealing a lazily satisfied expression.

That must have been a nerve-wracking scene.

In the blink of an eye, human beings who could breathe and cry were distorted by an invisible force into a strange and limp rope man. Blood and internal organ fragments splashed out, and a small ball of indistinct stinky blood The ball stuck to the pure white mask with a click, and slowly slid off, leaving behind a bloodstain that still had a little warmth.

In front of this scene, even wearing exactly the same clothes and wearing the same mask, the gap between politicians and conjurers is still obvious.

Politicians who cared about their appearance and had never seen bloody scenes were almost taken aback. They immediately wiped the filth splashed on their bodies with a handkerchief in disgust, and they were used to seeing ugly curse spirits and those broken and twisted victims. The conjurers of the corpse didn't change their expressions, at most they wiped the stained place casually with their sleeves.

But Erina, who was the closest to Yuzuka Daisei and was splashed with blood all over her body, was not moved at all, but because of food poverty, her eyes closed and closed into a simple black thick line, and even her mouth Slightly opened, he yawned a little, and a little crystal clear physiological tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, hanging precariously on the side of his face.

The senior executives in the magic world who were still on the altar didn't care about their blood-soaked clothes, but instead walked up to Erina, before she retracted into Tsushima Reo's body due to sleepiness, and begged quickly.

"Master Erina, can you force me?"

Erina heard the request of the person in front of her, opened her eyes slightly, and looked up at the senior management of the magic world with a confused face.

The high-level man in the magic world calmly took off the mask on his face, determined that the difficulty of forcing this time would return to the initial level, revealing an ordinary and unremarkable face with deep wrinkles.

"My lord, Lu Dou from the Zen Academy, this is the first time I have met Mrs. Erina, not counting the previous conversations where I never showed my true face."

Lu Dou of the Zen Academy smiled at Erina, like a kind and amiable ordinary old man.

"Can you force me, Erina-sama?"

"Okay." Erina moved her mouth and said slowly.

Erina couldn't express her emotions, her vocabulary was very small, and the sentences she could speak were not coherent, and even her expression was stiff and she couldn't make much change.

Many people couldn't see Erina's emotional changes, so they took it for granted that Erina was just a faithful wishing tool, following the rules she made absolutely justly and fairly.

But this is not the case.

Erina will be sad because of Reyo Tsushima's injury, and will be happy because Shuji Tsushima played games with them. She likes her two older brothers, likes the game of throwing and catching, likes the praise of others, and hates the imprisonment A high-ranking man in the magic world who is beckoning and forcing Tsushima Reio to do something he doesn't like.

In a sense, Erina, who is a curse spirit, is even more like a real living human being with joy, anger, sorrow and joy than Reo Tsushima, who only has positive emotions.

Erina couldn't change the difficulty of forcing.

But what to force is up to her to decide.

Erina stretched out her hands and grinned, "Lu Dou of the Chanyuan."

"Can I learn from the puppy?" She said to Lu Dou, who was nearly seventy years old and powerful in the Zen Academy, who was a high-ranking man in the magic world, her tone was innocent and sweet, with the ignorance and naivety of a child.

Erina raised her head, looked at Lu Dou of the Zen Academy with full expectation, even opened her mouth with some malice, and showed him a demonstration, "A puppy who can bark~"

The smile on Lu Dou's face froze, and the development of the matter was different from what he had imagined.

"Sorry... Erina-sama."

Under the altar, there are other high-level figures in the magic world, powerful figures in the Yusan family, and government officials who were invited by them to watch the ceremony. At this moment, their eyes are focused on him.

Lu Dou of the Chanyuan could even feel the extra hot and intense gaze from a certain direction.

He didn't need to look back, he knew that it was the position of the powerful person sent by his family, one of the three imperial families, the Chanyuan family, to watch the sacrificial ceremony.

He bears the monastery's surname. If he commits an ugly act of losing dignity and reputation under the watchful eyes of the public, and discredits the monastery's name, no matter how much power and wealth he has now, the ancient family that values ​​reputation will definitely feel deeply ashamed. He would even be expelled from the family because of this.

Lu Dou of the Zen Academy stared at Erina in front of him, and a little remorse began to rise in his heart. He only felt that in order to win the support of the government and expand the influence of the Zen Academy, it was too much for him to rashly decide to become the one who was forced to do so. Too impulsive.

But once Erina's urging starts, there is no third way to stop it except for the two results of death or completing her urging.

He could only panic in his heart, but managed to maintain a decent smile on his face, and said to Erina, "...Can I change my request?"

"Okay."

Although Erina was a little disappointed, she complied with Lu Dou's wish in a sympathetic manner.

She pressed him a second time.

"Lu Dou, Chanyuan, can I ride on your back? I want to ride a big horse."

"...Sorry, Erina-sama."

Lu Dou's heart beat a little faster, and he almost gritted his teeth and said the words of rejection. It was more difficult for him to put down his dignity and do such a humiliating thing on this occasion than to let him die immediately.

"it is good."

The corner of Erina's mouth hung down, showing a little unhappy expression.

"Lu Dou from the Zen Academy."

The face of Lu Dou, who was called by his name for the third time, was no longer as calm and complacent as before. He still managed to squeeze a smile on his face, but the dense cold sweat on his forehead made him pale and ugly. Everyone present could see his embarrassing posture.

The location of the Wutiao family, which has always been at odds with the Zenyuan family, has even begun to faintly sneer.

"Can I be a frog?"

"...Sorry, Erina-sama."

This time, Lu Dou of the Zen Academy was silent for a long time, but in the end he still refused again with luck.

This is the third time.

If he refuses Erina's demands four times in a row, he will become a disgusting rope man like Hazuka Daisei who is stuck on the altar and cannot be removed.

Lu Dou of the Chanyuan's hands trembled a little.

He obviously didn't fight, and the person standing in front of him was not a powerful enemy, and he obviously asked Erina to force him on his own initiative.

But Lu Dou, who is struggling to make a choice between dignity and life, seems to be burdened with a mountain-like weight, struggling to breathe in the thin air.

"Lu Dou from the Zen Academy."

the fourth time.

This is the fourth time that must not be refused.

He stared at Erina with his eyes wide open, and a stream of hot sweat flowed in his tightly clenched palms.

"Can you dance for me?"

Dance……?

At first glance, this request sounds like it is much better than the previous one.

Lu Dou of the Zen Academy relaxed his heart, heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't dare to be negligent, and quickly agreed, "Okay, Master Erina."

But Lu Dou, a feudal and old-fashioned Buddhist monastery, doesn't know how to dance. Fortunately, there are dancers invited by them at the ceremony, and they come in handy at this time.

Someone quickly brought the dancers to the altar and asked them to teach Lu Dou a few simple dances.

It wasn't until he tried to move his limbs along with the dancers that Zenyuan Lu Dou realized how wrong his previous thinking was.

The dancers are professional, but the old man who is stiff and unable to let go of any dance looks so ridiculous and has no sense of beauty.

This time, not only the Gotiao family, but even high-ranking officials in the political circles couldn't help laughing muffledly through the masks that covered their faces. On this bloody altar, there was a little lively atmosphere of a festival.

shame.

angry.

resentment.

Resentment.

The strong negative emotions accumulated in Lu Dou's body, swirling and sucking like a whirlpool.

Lu Dou of the Zen Academy only felt that every second in the past was an infinite torture to him, but Erina didn't say stop, so he didn't dare to stop, he could only endure the shame and secret hatred in his heart, swinging his limbs indiscriminately, Performing mechanical movements that can't be called dancing at all.

And Erina stood aside, giggling amused by his antics, watched with relish for nearly half an hour, and then reluctantly called a stop.

Panting, Lu Dou of the Chanyuan was filled with infinite remorse in his heart like a tidal wave. He resented himself who confidently took off his mask and announced his name half an hour ago, resented the group of guys secretly laughing at the bottom, and even more so. What resented was Erina who could make such a humiliating demand.

He already realized something was wrong.

Obviously every time before, Erina's request to return to the initial level of difficulty was nothing more than requests for hugs, handshakes, praises, etc., monotonous and repetitive, without exception, but it was him, and it happened to be in this scene where everyone was watching. Under the ceremony, Erina suddenly made a completely different request from before.

This couldn't stop Lu Dou from the Zen Academy thinking about it.

He stood stiffly at the very center of the altar, surrounded by mocking, ridiculing and contemptuous gazes.

'Chanyuan, it is a member of the Zenyuan family. '

'It's pathetic to be so old as to be a maiko to please others. '

'This dance is too ridiculous, hahahahahahaha! '

'Before he walked onto the stage so confidently and calmly, I thought he had tamed the curse spirit. '

'It's really embarrassing for the magician to be played by the magic spirit in the palm of his hand. '

Like facing sharp arrows shooting from all directions with nowhere to hide, Zenyuan Lu Dou gradually and numbly stopped dodging and resisting in extreme despair.

The soul seems to be separated from the body.

Lu Dou of the Zen Academy only felt his consciousness floating high in the sky, watching the poor and funny old man on the altar abandon his self-esteem, and in order to survive, he followed Erina's next two demands one by one .

Limbs on all fours imitating the meowing of cats, beating their chests imitating orangutans like comedians.

That action is indeed ugly, ridiculous, funny and embarrassing.

No wonder the people watching, even himself, wanted to laugh when they saw it.

But the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he couldn't smile no matter what.

The world is gray and bleak.

Just because of a momentary mistake, a moment of arrogance, and a moment of complacency, all the honor and dignity he had gained in the past 70 years of hard work were all destroyed in one go.

"Lu Dou of Chanyuan." At this moment, the voice of the devil who dragged him into hell sounded again, "Do you have any wish?"

……

At that moment, Lu Dou of the Zen Academy suddenly realized that in the deep dark well, there was actually a long, slender and fragile silver-white spider thread hanging down.

That was the only way to free him from this hell.