On how to contain anomalous objects

When Fu Heihui returned to the high school, the quasi-second-year seniors were training on the playground.

"Hui!" Chanyuan Maki waved at him from a distance, but Fu Heihui paused when he turned to the dormitory, and then walked towards them.

"Senior Chanyuan." The black-haired boy nodded towards her indifferently, and Maki's face darkened instantly: "You told me to call me by name!"

"Forget it, let's not argue with you today... well," Maki rolled her eyes at him angrily, and pouted at Elijah who was panting on his knees: "The freshman in the same class as you, Gojo Satoru Bring it back."

Fu Heihui turned his head to look at the man, the other party noticed his gaze, tried to catch his breath, and raised his gentle amber eyes to look at him: "...how are you?"

"Hello, I'm Fu Heihui, your classmate." Fu Heihui nodded at him, frowning secretly.

This guy...is a shouju, what on earth does that person want to do.

"Hi, student Fuhei, I'm Elijah Mikhailovich Smirnov...if it's hard to remember, just call me Elijah." Elijah smiled at him friendly , Just about to say something, Maki slapped him hard from behind.

"Don't take advantage of the time to be lazy, junior." The girl pinched the stopwatch and glared at him: "You can rest for 3 minutes, and run ten laps for me after the rest!"

"Understood, senior, can I drink some water first?" The flaxen-haired young man looked at her, showing a wry smile with a bit of annoyance.There was a thin layer of sweat on his pale forehead, and his complexion looked much healthier.

Unlike those young boys who are in the stage of high self-esteem and good face, Maki finds that her older junior always has a tender and soft appearance.He treats everyone around him considerately and even flatteringly, as if no matter how harsh someone puts on him, he just lowers his eyes in melancholy and distress, and asks in a low voice if he can be tolerant to him. point.

"...Your physique is too bad."

Seen by the wet eyes of the other party, Maki threw him an unopened bottle of mineral water angrily: "This is the first time I saw a guy who can run 1000 meters for 5 minutes, wait for your physique to improve." Then I will teach you how to fight."

The girl gave him a ferocious smile: "Otherwise, I'm really worried about killing you on the training ground."

The real daily life is the dying Elijah: "...Okay, thank you, senior, and trouble you, senior."

"Hey! Everyone is very energetic!"

The white-haired teacher who had mysteriously disappeared for almost a week suddenly reappeared out of nowhere. He clapped his hands to try to attract the attention of the students, but no one paid attention to him. During training and chatting, only Elijah raised his head Come and call Wutiao teacher in a low voice.

Gojo Satoru: "...Uuuuuuuuu Elijah sauce!"

He rushed over, hung directly on Elijah's back like a large pendant, and put his arms around the student's neck pitifully: "The others are too much! Are you going to abandon the cute and handsome teacher Wutiao?" ? The teacher is going to be angry!"

The opponent was already walking lightly like a cat, but Elijah was so frightened by the unexpected weight on his back that he almost gave the opponent an elbow.Relying on his height, Gojo Satoru put his chin directly on the student's head, and even lightly rubbed the student's hair.To be honest, this level of intimacy was too much for Elijah. After the age of eight, even Professor Sechenov would not hug him like this.

"... Let go, teacher, you are so heavy." The young man protested in a low voice dissatisfied.

"What, what? I didn't hear clearly." The white-haired teacher lowered his head deliberately and asked him. The strange breathing sound passed his ears, and Elijah felt his ears burn instantly. Zenyuan Maki, who has been with her for the longest time.

"Don't pay attention to him." With a dark face, Maki stepped forward and unceremoniously pulled the white-haired teacher's hand from the junior's neck: "You bastard who has no social etiquette..."

Gojo Satoru let go of his hand graciously, and threw a report into Elijah's arms after changing hands: "By the way, your certification level has come down."

"This means that you can start accepting tasks and paying back the money." The other party's tone was cheerful, and Elijah could even hear a bit of schadenfreude from it, but he didn't know who it was aimed at.

"Level four?" The panda also came over and took a look: "You are on the same level as Maki."

He stretched out his thick paws and rubbed the heads of the two fourth-level conjurers and comforted him: "If you want me to say that this certification is fooling around, for example, Maki, how could such a violent woman be poof—"

Maki withdrew her fist expressionlessly.

The dog Curly, who originally wanted to echo the salmon, silently raised his scarf and took a step back.

"Okay, happy time always flies by so quickly, the chat ends here. Maki-chan, I'll borrow Elijah first, and Kei, you come with me too." Wujo Wu stretched out his big hands, and put them on each other On the shoulders of two students.

"Hey, I just came back from a business trip." Fu Heihui stared at the vicious adults who exploited child labor, and the other party seemed to have no guilt at all.

"Ah, it's a big deal. How about the teacher treat you to the super-expensive dessert in Ginza after completing the task?"

Several veins popped up on Fu Heihui's forehead in an instant: "You think everyone is like you!"

……

Finally came.

Fu Heihui raised his head expressionlessly, staring at the deserted building that was almost completely enveloped by the magic power.The dilapidated concrete blocks are full of exposed steel bars and barbed wire. In the eyes of the conjurer, the dirty mantra has almost covered the entire building, wriggling like a living thing.

"...There must be at least a first-level curse spirit here." Fu Heihui took a deep breath: "Let's talk about it first, I don't have the confidence to protect him inside."

"No, you don't need to play the main attack," Gojo Satoru shook his finger: "You just need to assist Elijah at the side."

Hearing this, Fu Heihui frowned and turned to look at him: "...Are you sure?"

"determine."

"...OK." Fu Heihui raised two fingers: "Born from darkness, from darkness to darkness. Dirty and filthy, get rid of them."

The black tent fell from the dome. Seeing that the two of them had finalized the battle plan in a few words, and the young man named Fu Heihui wanted to go in with him to exorcise the curse, Elijah hurriedly turned his head and looked at Gojo Wu: " Wait a minute, Gojo-sensei, you know that as long as I enter the "abnormal" state, I can't control myself-!"

"It's okay, I'm watching from the side, what are you afraid of?" Gojo Satoru patted him on the shoulder, bent down, stared into his eyes and promised, "Go, the teacher will give you the answer."

"—I promise nothing will happen."

"Smirnov, let's go." The black-haired boy called him not far away. Elijah took a last look at the strongest magician who was waving at him behind him, took a deep breath, and silently chased after him.

"Student Fu Hei can actually call me Elijah directly. My surname should be confusing to you, right?" The corridor of the abandoned building was unusually quiet, maybe the feeling of only two footsteps was too creepy, Elijah had nothing to say to the vigilant young man beside him.

"...Fortunately, I can remember." Fu Heihui glanced at the other party and swallowed the words "I don't think our relationship is so good": "My jade dog went to investigate , and it will tell us if a curse appears."

"Jade dog? Ah, is that the big white dog just now?"

"Yes."

"It's very cute." Elijah recalled the majestic and beautiful big dog, and praised.

"Thank you for the compliment." Fu Heihui remained expressionless.

"..."

"..."

……so awkward!Elijah couldn't help covering his face, frustrated to find that his attempts to adjust the atmosphere had failed.

"I said, you really don't feel nervous at all." Fu Heihui stopped suddenly, and a white dog jumped in front of him, with the blood from the curse spirit remaining on his mouth.He quickly made a gesture with his fingers, and another black dog jumped out of his shadow, guarding behind them vigilantly.

"Although I don't know what Wutiao-sensei wants to do, let a man with a mana level comparable to ordinary people be the main force..."

Five curse spirits twisted into hemp ropes slowly climbed down the stripped steel bars, and landed around the two of them. Their faces were gurgling with countless eyeballs wrapped in pustules and flesh and blood. Greedily and covetously staring at the bodies of the two.

"Dirty...dirty...eat..."

"But now there are several third-level curse spirits, five second-level curse spirits, and at least one first-level curse spirit hiding somewhere..."

"If you don't take it seriously, you will die." Fu Heihui warned him with a condensed expression amidst the indistinct murmurs and titters of the curse spirit.

——And if he had to rely on Wujo Wu to save people in the end, he would probably be laughed at to death by him. Fu Heihui didn't want to add any more jokes to the unscrupulous teacher.

"...Classmate Fu Hei, can I trouble you to stay as far away from me as possible later? At least run to the end of the corridor." Elijah stared at the group of disgusting and weird curse spirits, focusing on those eyes that were spinning around He lingered on the table for a while, speaking softly.

"what?"

"I still can't completely control the "curse" in my body, I'm afraid of accidentally hurting you."

Fu Heihui stared at him for a while, then nodded slowly: "...give me five seconds."

"Okay, wait for my signal, and I will help you break through the encirclement." Elijah nodded with him, and the five curse spirits had slowly surrounded them, their slender limbs scratching the floor with sharp and piercing sounds.Under Fu Heihui's increasingly anxious eyes, Elijah closed his eyes.

"Conjurers can draw strength from their own negative emotions." The white-haired strongest taught him this way, and Elijah realized that his abnormality was actually very similar to the conjurers in this world, both of which use negative emotions as their strength source.

But there was another difference, Elijah thought, those emotions of anger, fear, and despair were not enough to wake him up, the only thing he needed to do was to abandon himself.

——Fortunately, he despises himself all the time.

Something disturbing had happened to this gentle youth.His naturally drooping fingers suddenly became extremely soft, like some kind of coelenterate dripping weird, iridescent white mucus.

His hand looked as if it was going to melt—no, Elijah really started to melt, Fu Heihui stepped back cautiously, and saw more white mucus coming from the holes in this body Oozing out, making a slow and sticky stirring sound, just like the sound of those unidentified creatures overlapping and wriggling in the weirdest and disgusting cult movies that humans can imagine, accompanied by a silky, golden iridescent light A low gasp was heard as the flow of those non-Newtonian fluids reflected into the irises of the bystanders.

Fu Heihui was surprised to find that even though his rationality told him that this scene was extremely disgusting, he still felt extremely calm, as if he was lying on a soft thick sofa in front of the fireplace, separated by a layer of rough Watching a cult movie made of blocks of color through a frosted glass, no negativity ever crossed his mind.

run!Reason screamed shrilly, stay away from each other!Stay away from this creature!

Why?Instinct murmured dully, I feel safe here, there is no other place in the world so reassuring.

The viscous white non-Newtonian liquid crawled inch by inch along the end of the young man's body, and finally just engulfed the human limbs and refused to stop.

The half-human, half-god unknown creature opened its beautiful amber eyes, tilted its head slightly, and used the face of a Russian youth to overwhelm Heihui and slowly opened its mouth:

"Now, run."

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