Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Chapter 135 Bitter Summer? Part 1

That summer was very busy.

It’s probably because there were so many disasters throughout last year.

The cursed spirits swarmed out like maggots.

I seem to be constantly transferring between various vehicles——

Within two weeks, he traveled to all four main islands of the East.

The dull subway, the cramped airplane cockpit, the shaking ferry.

The chirping of cicadas and the whispers of ordinary people have never ceased to ring in my ears.

...Just like the roar of a cursed spirit.

"Just as harsh."

Just in Hokkaido, the most frequent time I went there was three times a week.

Beyond that, you're fighting the curse.

Remove, absorb; remove, absorb; remove again, absorb again…

The smell of the cursed spirit makes people feel sick from the depths of their souls.

Ze improved the Curse Ball for me - I'm very happy, very happy that someone can discover my secret.

If we count from last summer, it has only been eight months till now.

It just removed the curse that had been there for eight months...that's all.

As a sorcerer, as a high school student... as a special grade.

It is our unshirkable duty to exorcise the cursed spirits.

until……

……until?

Until when?

I have seen the ugly behavior of the "Panxing" followers.

——They are crazy.

But they are also ordinary people.

In my opinion, they are the "weak ones" who should be protected.

The birth of the curse is the embodiment of the ugliness in the hearts of ordinary people.

I clearly knew this, and based on this fact, I adhered to the principles of a magician.

——Ze said, "Choose from your own heart."

So he took action and killed those bastards.

I couldn't help but feel happy deep down in my heart.

It seemed as if something had quietly broken the shackles.

Last month, a first-level sorcerer who used to partner with me died in battle.

I can't even remember his full name. I just remember that he was a middle-aged man with a simple smile - and he showed me photos of his wife and daughter.

This marathon called magician - the end is too vague...

I can't find the answer and I don't know how to do it.

I was undecided.

Wu...his family seems to have had some problems recently, and he is so busy that he is overwhelmed. When we meet occasionally, he always complains about the inheritance of the head of the family and the pedantic and decadent rules.

Ze is a great companion. He is smart and serious, and treats his friends gently and delicately.

"He should have noticed my abnormality...right?"

——Maybe I should go talk to Ze.

But he is always busy.

In addition to his mission, he frequently traveled between the Directorate General and the High Commissioner.

I also noticed that he secretly visited Taijun You several times and sent Xiaohui a living allowance on time every month.

Wu and Ze's strength increased greatly after the "Astral Plasma" incident.

They are the "strongest".

I seem to have this title as well, but I can't compare to them.

Even the power of the domain - for the special grade, it seems to be just the icing on the cake.

...Glass.

How are Glass and Ze?

Ze seemed to be discussing something with her.

It seems like she went to college less often?

No, it's probably just that I meet her less often.

It's so hot in summer that people can't sleep.

Air conditioning too.

As more missions were given, the number of problems that occurred also increased. As the missions became more difficult, ordinary people began to die.

I don't know when summer will end.

Just like I don’t know when these days will end.

2007/ 7/ 17

5:07 PM

It was almost evening, but the sun was still burning my skin.

Something went wrong with the mission I was responsible for again.

There was a problem at a financial company in Tokyo. According to Ms. Kurokawa, some employees were absent from work for unknown reasons or scribbled on their notebooks...

Later, one morning, he was found hanged in the company.

I smelled the stench of "filth" in that dead man's office.

Very strong.

I suggested that they continue working, because judging by the concentration of "residue", this cursed spirit was at most level two.

——"Curse Spirit Manipulation Technique" can directly absorb curses that are two levels lower than mine.

Therefore, I rejected the approach of "using a few employees as bait to induce curses".

Even if this is an "acceptable price" allowed by the Directorate General.

——This is to disregard their lives, and the bait person will definitely die; a long period of suspension of work may also bring economic pressure to others.

…but I misjudged.

This guy's characteristics are the same as what Ze mentioned before, what I encountered with the song girl, and what I encountered before - it can quickly absorb the magic power in a short period of time. In just two days, it was upgraded to level one.

Then he went on a killing spree in a building packed with employees.

——It has companions.

I tried to erase it quickly.

——I was thinking as the employee’s blood splattered on my face.

I think, if it was Ze who was here, perhaps this situation would not have happened.

—I was thinking as their screams pierced my eardrums.

I think if it was Satoru who was here, maybe things would be resolved faster.

The middle-aged man had a slicked-back hairdo, his suit couldn't even cover his bulging belly, and his gold-rimmed glasses confirmed his identity.

I know him, he seems to be the CEO of a listed bond company in Tokyo.

"Hey! You guy-"

He grabbed me by the collar, furious and shouting at the top of his lungs.

"So many people died!" he shouted with his head raised.

I have nothing to say because seventeen of his employees died because of my negligence.

I turned my gaze a little and saw someone in the distance looking over here... It was a young woman. What was she laughing at?

"Did you know that the company bought insurance for them?!"

"What?"

I thought I heard wrong.

"Do you know how much money you will have to pay?! Do you know how much profit the company will lose because of this incident?!!"

His saliva sprayed on my face and his mouth smelled foul.

His facial features were distorted, the fat on his cheeks trembled, and greasy sweat covered his entire face. His posture could almost be described as dancing.

I suddenly felt an unbearable nausea.

Surging and agitating.

I could feel my pupils shrinking slightly, and the foreign body sensation in my throat became more obvious.

The disgusting feeling was as if one had swallowed ten curse balls in one breath.

I vomited.

Feeling dizzy.

"Hey, you guy-"

The greasy man took a step back and said, "It got on my leather shoes! Do you know how much this pair of shoes cost?!"

I was throwing up, I was terrified... I was scared.

The things that I have always believed in, adhered to, and regarded as "principles"... seem to be collapsing.

"You guys!! I paid you so much commission just to let the matter be resolved quietly--"

He pointed at me and shouted at me.

Miss Kurokawa stepped forward to stop him, but was pushed away by the bastard and fell to the ground.

——I am confused.

——Who gave him the right to act so arrogantly?

——Who gave him the right to treat human life as worthless?

——Who gave him the right to command the magician? ? !

——I am angry.

I once thought that "ideals" and "righteousness" would become my guiding principles. But later, I understood from the principles woven in blood that these were two completely different paths.

So different, so disparate even, that it could drive a person crazy.

The consequence may be a sense of fragmentation and emptiness caused by the collapse of the earth and mountains, which needs to be filled with something, anything will do.

"……monkey--"

I could feel the syllables vibrating in my throat.