Oba Hazo's Time Traveling

Meeting an acquaintance at your favorite bakery is not an embarrassing thing.

Nanami stared at the last yakisoba bread on the shelf.

Yakisoba bread is a common food for junior high school students in Japan. The canteens of all universities sell it, but the school in Qihai does not. The reason is very simple. They are private schools, and the canteens are specially provided by the public. Fortunately Their school ethos is not bad enough to "disdain fried noodles and bread for the common people", and Nanami can eat fried noodles and bread freely.

In addition to the school canteen, major bakeries and even supermarkets also sell them. Facing the dazzling array of products on the shelves, he had to make a choice.

At present, Qihai's favorite is an online celebrity bakery in Shinjuku.

It's not that he pursues fashion, Nanami is the most down-to-earth Japanese, he likes the fried noodles here because it suits his taste best.

He came a little late today, there was only one loaf of bread left on the shelf, and after making sure that the appearance was intact, he was about to take——

A hand came in from the other direction, and it seemed that it was also ready to take bread.

Qihai paused, he instinctively looked at that person, but he didn't want to but saw a familiar face.

It's Ye Zang.

Seven Seas: "..."

Really fate.

Ever since I met Ye Zang in the movie theater, they have been meeting each other frequently, and he always said something like "there is gravity between people".

Ye Zang also seemed surprised. Of course, he controlled it well, only showing surprise in his eyes, and soon he said: "What a coincidence, Qihai-kun."

At the same time, he withdrew his hand and said in a friendly way: "Does Qihai-kun also like the bread from this shop? Their taste is pretty good, right?" This tone was like that of a neighbor's housewife you met in a supermarket.

Qihai said cautiously: "That's right."

Aye took the initiative to pass Qihai up the steps: "I prefer crab meat buns to chow mein bread." As he said that, he reached for the salty buns on the side of chow mein bread, very understanding.

As we all know, the Japanese are very easy to get entangled, and they are unwilling to owe favors to others anyway. As Kawabata Yasunari wrote in "Edo Children", five cents of ice water can keep them Muggles for a long time , Qihai is similar, he instinctively feels that he owes Ye Zang a favor, which is very disadvantageous in communication, so he wants to repay the favor.

But before he could think of a polite wording, he heard Ye Zang attack with a straight ball: "Speaking of which, these two days I really have a fate with Mr. Qihai."

Nana Ming's heart skipped a beat.

Ye Zang said softly, "Yesterday, Lord Qihai was here, right?"

"You, see."

……

It was an accident to meet Qihai.

Ten minutes later, Ye Zang and Nana Ming stood beside the vending machine at the entrance of the alley. Ye Zang asked Qihai what he wanted to drink, and Qihai said that barley tea would be good. Ah Ye bought two cans of barley tea, and the can for Qihai was icy.

Nana Ming, a good student who has not become a social animal, is stiff all over. Ye Zang knows what he is thinking. It is nothing more than embarrassment that his "secret" has been exposed.

Compared with adults, students are more "idealistic". Those kind-hearted people always think that people should leave room for others, and don't expose hypocrisy. Nana Ming consciously saw something she shouldn't see, and Ye Zang didn't bother , they would both tacitly skip the question.

But when Ye Zang mentioned it, Nana Ming didn't know how to deal with it at all. He was stiff and his mouth was tightly pursed, without saying a word. From Ye Zang's perspective, his mouth was pursed into a straight line.

So cute.

Ah Ye thought.

He likes decent people, and Nana Ming, he looks very serious, serious and kind. He obviously has Nordic blood but has inherited the commendable qualities of Japanese men.

"Such a person, it should be very interesting to tease..."

'Did Mr. Dazai have the same thoughts when facing Mr. Nakahara? '

'I can understand a little bit. '

Ye Zang said softly: "Is there anything you want to ask me, Mr. Qihai?" Seeing that Qihai was not ready to speak, he reminded, "Why are you there, who are you with, what kind of life do you live...just Don't you want to know the answer, Nanami-kun?"

Nana Ming said bluntly, "That's your business, Tsushima."

In a sense, the Japanese are quite indifferent. As long as you take care of your own affairs and don't disturb others, then others will not interfere too much with what you do.

——Usually, this is the case.

"Hey?" Ye Zang said with a rather innocent expression, "Is that so? It would be great if this is the case. I was always worried that Mr. Qihai would go to Wenzhi or something. I searched all over Tokyo, but fortunately, the population density of this city is too high, if you want to find people who have run away from home among tens of millions of people, even the secretary to the prime minister cannot easily do it.”

"...Why would I do this kind of thing." Qihai said, "I'm looking for Mr. Fumichi Tsushima."

Aye glanced at Nanaming helplessly: "Because Mr. Qihai is a good person."

"He's the kind of nice guy who looks like he's worried about strangers."

Nana Ming: "..."

He walked several steps towards the place where Ye Zang was. Nana Ming, who is half of Nordic descent, was very tall, even a head taller than Ye Zang. His shoulders were also very broad, and his cheekbones protruded——

When Nana Ming raised his face, no one would think he was easy to talk to.

Ye Zang only felt a gust of wind passing across his cheeks, it was definitely not a gentle wind, it was a strong wind brought by fists, Nanaming punched the air next to his head with the sharp fists and feet unique to conjurers, changing the person He must think that he was threatened, but Ye Zang knew that it was not like that at all.

However, Nana Ming was still talking harshly: "I think you made a mistake. I'm just a normal middle school student and I'm not interested in your life."

The fourth-level curse spirit that was carried away by the wind of his fist was annihilated in the air.

……

It was said before that Ye Zang was able to control the opening and closing of "Disqualification in the World" starting from a certain day.

After changing the world, the way the ability is generated has changed a little. Ye Zang once mentioned to Wujo Wu that he was disqualified in the world all the time. Wujo Wu said, "Do you know how to reverse the spell? Has your brain burned out already?"

Aye didn't affirm or deny, just smiled, he knew that his mental state was very abnormal, but it made him happy, every day, he felt drowsy as if soaked in wine.

After deepening his understanding of the spells, he was able to actively use the reverse spells - Ye Zang's reverse spells are limited and can only be used on himself.

In addition, he can also close the human disqualification.

In addition to being disqualified from the human world, this body has inherited the blood of Michizane Sugawara, more precisely, the blood of the "Shuji Tsushima" in history, that is, Osamu Dazai. Aye has drawn a ghost card with a small probability. , he exhibited similar qualities.

He was very, very popular with the mantra.

' A little distressed. '

For the test, Ah Ye took the initiative to eliminate the disqualification in the world. Almost instantly, the curse spirits seemed to smell his breath. From the shadow of the beams, the flow of people at the crossroads, and the corner of the warehouse, Slowly, slowly crawled out.

Those hiding in the corners are all very weak fourth-level spell spirits, the kind that curl up in the corner and don’t even have a sense of presence. They can be said to be inert spell spirits, but even they are attracted by Ye Zang It came out, and the powerful curse spirit in the further distance, the moment it smelled Ye Zang's breath, it was like a surging tide, rushing towards Aye's place with a thousand momentum.

Ye Zang is very sensitive, of course he found out the problem, and started to lose qualifications in the world again. The invisible barrier covered his breath, and the fourth-level spell spirits with low IQ were at a loss, spinning around in place, while those first-level spell spirits, even quasi-special level The curse spirit remembered his position, and didn't even slow down.

Let a large number of spell spirits gather here, no matter how you think about it, bad things will happen, right?

Speaking of which, how did the former Mr. Dazai, the former "Father", survive the heap of cursed spirits...

Ye Zang was a little curious about this, but he is a fairly kind person, and he is not in a wilderness with no one around. If he creates a high-density spell zone, no matter how you look at it, it will affect the people nearby. absolutely impossible.

'If you try again, you must be fully prepared. '

'Call Shang Wujun, he should be very interested in this kind of interesting activity. '

Unknowingly, his address to Wujo Wu changed from "adult" to "jun". The reason is also very simple.

Ye Zang conducted the experiment in the quiet room, which is a square and empty room, the only decorations are the huge "Jing" calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall, and the samurai sword on the table.

The samurai swords that can be enshrined here naturally have a lot of background, but this "background" makes Wenzhi hate it.

This knife was not made by a famous expert. Its scientific name is a magic tool, and its black market value is around 5000 million, so it can be regarded as a good magic tool.

The problem is that the head of the Tsushima family, Fumichi Tsushima, has never given a good face to conjurers. In addition, he knows the truth that ordinary people cannot use magic tools. Of course, he will not buy such things, let alone show them grandly. put out.

Then there is only one possibility left, this magic tool is given by a big man, and it is a big man who cannot refuse.

——The magic tool of the Tsushima family was a gift from the Gojo family, and Wenzhi's father ordered it to be placed in a conspicuous position in the house.

Aye's next actions showed that he had no awe of the Gojo family. He lightly pulled the samurai sword out of the scabbard, held it with both hands in a standard posture, and swung it in mid-air.

The arm looked limp, with no strength at all, but the wind brought up when he swung the knife could almost split the screen not far away.

The mantra nourishes his body all the time. With the blessing of mantra, Ye Zang can gain the same power as that in the Central Plains.

'Compress part of the magic power in the blade, and then...'

He silently recited the method Wujo Wutiao taught him in his heart, and waved his saber lightly at the curse spirit who was charging head-on.

It's really just a split second.

No one knew what happened, and no one saw what happened. The curse spirits were packed tightly together, forming a dark cloud that could cover the sky. The servant who was sweeping the floor in the courtyard shrank his neck, and even he felt heart palpitations.

He thought: Is it going to rain, why does it feel chilly.

When I looked up, I saw Ye Zang standing on the wooden veranda. He was wearing a junior high school uniform. The school in Aomori does not have fancy Western-style school uniforms. He was wearing a stand-up collar with the button buttoned to the top. The servant looked at him almost as if He had traveled to the Meiji era, and he thought that the young master was really suitable for this dress. The slightly long, soft hair sticking to the neck and cheeks was really beautiful.

But he soon realized that something was wrong, what was in Ye Zang's hand?The snow-white blade reflected the light.

"Master Xiuzhi!" He was so shocked that he could hardly hold the broom steadily.

"It's okay." Ye Zang showed a soothing smile. His gentle smile was in sharp contrast to the blade. Someone with an artistic talent might compare him to Buddha and the yaksha in Avici Hell.

Ye Zang has a strong sense of separation, which brings him a strange beauty, but some people feel fear because of it.

Aye took a deep breath, the cursed rancid smell in the air disappeared, leaving only the moist vanilla smell of Aomori, this kind of air was very good for his fragile lungs.

"I put it back right away," he said.

"It's a pretty good knife."

Afterwards, Ye Zang repeatedly tried his own abilities, of course with the help of Gojo Satoru, just as he thought, Gojo Satoru was very curious about his physique and was willing to explore it with a scientific heart.

They tried many methods, and in the end Ye Zang was even able to grade his own "charm".

Gojo Satoru said: "This is not a technique at all, ah, to be precise, it is something like constitution."

Aye: "Huh?"

Gojo Satoru said: "The color of each person's mana is different." He said, "For example, in Naruto, there are chakras of various attributes, such as wind, fire and water, the attributes of each person's mana. It will be different, of course not as subtle as in Naruto, there are subtle differences from person to person."

"Your spell power is of a special nature, it's like catnip for curses, vomit, how can you compare them to cute cats?"

Ye Zang: "..."

Didn't you describe it yourself?

Gojo Satoru: "Why don't you control the leaked curse power? Oh no, even a little bit is enough for a big curse to come to your door."

He said irresponsibly: "You can figure it out, anyway, you have no problem dealing with those things."

……

When talking to Nana Ming, Ye Zang was already very familiar with this move. He noticed a fourth-level teeny head in the corner early in the morning. He controlled his spell power very well, the teeny head was scurrying around like a headless chicken, but was restrained by an inexplicable breath, and crawled towards Ye Zang.

The feeling of sticking to his shoulder was too obvious, and A Ye had goosebumps all over his body, but fortunately, Nanaming didn't notice.

As for Nana Ming's actions, Ye Zang had already guessed it.

He watched Qihai, who played the role of the villain, leave quickly, and seemed to be in a daze for a while, then quickly caught up with him and shouted:

"Thank you, Nana Ming-jun."

Riding on the wind, Ye Zang's voice penetrated into Qi Hai's ears.

"Thank you!"

……

Until Qihai came home, she was thinking about Ye Zang.

When he came into contact with Ye Zang before, he heard rumors about "Shuji Tsushima". Of course, it was the literary giant Dazai Osamu. What.

Qihai is a very meticulous person. He could tell that the teeny head was suddenly attached to Ye Zang's shoulder. This is somewhat strange. The teeny head curse is actually very timid. But he likes to find people who are alone. Generally, when there are two or three people together, they rarely come to the door.

The lower the curse, the more mechanical it is.

Qihai thought, this is a trivial matter, but for some reason, it always lingers in his mind and cannot be lingered.

Because he was too entangled, he called the supervisor. The supervisor of the window was on call 24 hours a day, especially the curse often appeared at night. They were all night owls whose day and night lives were reversed.

"Moses, Excuse me, I'm Nanami."

"Ah, Mr. Qihai, what's the matter?" The supervisor was also very puzzled.

"That's right," Qihai said, "Do you know Mr. Osamu Dazai in history, his ability?"

"When I met something that I was very concerned about, and there were teeny heads that violated the rules and stuck to others, I somehow thought of Mr. Dazai's physique you mentioned, so I wanted to ask again." He thought, this reason is far-fetched. Don't think too much about your supervision.

He remembered that Ye Zang didn't want to be found.

Fortunately, Qihai has always been a reliable minor with them, and the supervisor is not so powerful that when he heard the news of Ye Zang running away from home, he didn't think much about it, and instead said to Qihai: "Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Qihai, I'm sorry. I don’t know a lot about this, but I know that there are photocopies of the manuscripts in the library of the high school that record the abnormal spells, you know, Mr. Dazai is so famous, there are many conjurer scholars who study him.”

"You can go to the library of the high school to look for it."

Qihai is a student scheduled to enroll, and many facilities of the high school are open to him.

Nanami said: "I understand, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, he didn't stop for a second when he saw a prompt box pop up on the screen of the phone. The green prompt was probably a line message, right?

After opening it, I found out that it was a friend request.

Aye

Seven Seas: "..."

How on earth did he know about my LINE account!

……

Newcomers

Nana Mingjun

Aye huddled on the fluffy sofa in Yuriko's house, playing with his mobile phone. Nanaming's verification made the corners of his mouth rise a few percentage points. Outsiders must think that he is in a good mood.

Shi Er thought the same way, he just came back from outside, God knows where he went to hang out, sometimes he didn't see anyone for days and nights.

He noticed Ye Zang's smile and asked casually, "Why, have you found a new owner?"

Ye Zang looked at him with a frightened expression and said, "Huh? Of course not..."

Shi Er lacked interest. Judging by his status, he thought he was similar to Ye Zang.

"Let's leave that expression of yours to Yuriko."

He said, "Or, do you expect me to love you too?"