Seeing the silver-haired girl who had just bitten her head being half-pulled and half-coaxed out of the room by the nurse's aunt, Shangjo was finally relieved. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Really, I was almost killed by my own people." He sighed and uttered something familiar.

The boy in a hospital gown sat on the bed like this, and the midsummer sunlight shining in through the window next to him was gilded with a layer of gold.

"Excuse me—"

Before she could feel sad, another woman in a nurse's uniform walked in, carrying a basket of honeydew melons, and for some reason there were two cat-ear-like protrusions on the nurse's hat on her head.

She walked over to the bedside and placed the fruit basket in her hand on the bedside table. Uejo Dangma could see the words 'Tsukimi Mountain Script' written on her badge.

"I'm sorry Miss Nurse, but I feel healthy now and don't need care." Uejo said gloomily.

"No, no, no, I'm an acquaintance of yours, so it's good to call me Yuejianshan, and that's what you used to call me." The nurse named Tsukimiyama waved her hand, "Do you eat honeydew melon?" ”

"Huh?! Oh, huh...... Eat. ”

Realizing the meaning of the person in front of him, 'I know you've lost your memory', Kamijo was shocked.

Just when he didn't know what to do, Yuejianshan was already sitting on the edge of the bed with a big grin and took out a handful of **. She skillfully shook it in her hand a few times, and then neatly divided the melon into several slices.

Oh no, it's really bad!

What the hell is going on!

What the hell happened to me, Kamijo when I lost my memory?!

Whether it's the foreigner in the gorgeous nun dress just now, or the weird nurse girl in front of me, don't I have a male friend? Both of them seemed to be very familiar to me - or rather, to the point of intimacy.

Could it be that the previous Shangjo was hemp......

Is it a scumbag?

Kamijo Dangma involuntarily began to imagine what kind of person he was before.

When Ma's mind was in confusion, Tsukimiyama on the side spoke.

"Then this can be regarded as an apology for not doing that thing...... Although you also forgot about it. Come on, open your mouth. ”

“…… No, I'm okay with myself. ”

"Don't be shy."

"It's not a matter of shyness—" Kamijo Dangma looked at the melon in front of him, and the cold glistening blade with the cantaloupe in it, and shrunk his neck back, "Can you please feed the patient in a more amiable way?" ”

"Cowardly—then don't eat fruit, let's get down to business first, No, for you." The nurse pursed her lips with a very unhappy expression, put aside the knife with the fruit fork, and pulled out a crumpled letter from her pocket.

With some kind of foreboding, Kamijo took the letter from the nurse sister in his hand.

And then this premonition came true.

The pink envelope, where you can smell the scent of cologne from a distance, has a heart-shaped sticker on it as a seal.

On the front of the envelope, he saw the words 'Dear Kamijo Dang Makai', and the signature in the lower right corner was 'Flame Magician', and the handwriting looked garbled.

Isn't that a love letter!!!

Could it be that I am really a saint of public affection?!!

What I saw in the mirror before was just an ordinary high school student who looked a little sturdy, right?

"How do you feel when you read this letter?"

"Uh, that...... Actually, I ......"

He scratched his messy hair in embarrassment, but didn't tear the letter open in his hand.

In any case, it would be rude to open someone's love letter in front of someone else.

"So, let's get to know the person who wrote to you first?" She glanced at Shang Dangma.

“…… Good. ”

"First of all, this is a commemorative photo taken at your doorstep the day before yesterday, and these two are your friends."

Tsukimiyama handed over another photograph of the bleak buildings in the background of the scene after an earthquake or fire.

"It looks like- wait, you just said...... My doorstep? ”

"yes, look here." Tsukimiyama leaned closer, then pointed to the most completely destroyed house, "This is your home." ”

“…… Could it be that a fight broke out in my home between two superpowers? ”

"Almost, but back to business, guess who sent you this letter?"

One person is wearing a combination of denim and a T-shirt, combing a ponytail, but the sleeve of the denim jacket on the left and the leg of the jeans on the right are cut together, revealing a large area of white and smooth body, the coat is open, and you can see that the T-shirt is also knotted at the bottom of the chest, revealing a slender waist, which looks like the head of a bad girl's big sister, and the dress is full of color.

The other man looked to be over two meters tall, with flaming red hair, a heavy priest's suit like a punk outfit, earrings and rings, and even a barcode tattoo under his eye, as if he was loudly announcing 'I'm a weirdo' to everyone.

To put it simply, it's like an off-the-beaten-path bad punk duo.

The red-haired priest was holding the foreign nun he had just seen in his arms, and the woman with the same head as the eldest sister was carrying a bloody head on her back.

The eldest sister of the bad girl looked anxious, and the red-haired priest had a bright smile on her face, as if she had just won hundreds of millions of yen.

In that case, there's only one choice.

Just as he was thinking this, a chill suddenly hit his heart.

"No, it won't, don't you ......?"

"That's right, in fact, the person who wrote you this letter full of 'love' is actually-"

Slender fingers fell on ...... On that red-haired weirdo.

"Woo yes no-"

……

Because he received a call from someone unknown, Tsukimiyama, who seemed to be just a prank, left the room with a satisfied face, and when he left, he said "In this case, I don't owe you anything" The inexplicable dialogue, leaving only Uejo Dangma alone in the room.

With the idea of 'am I actually a scumbag? With this inexplicable realization, Shang Dangma slowly tore open the letter.

[I won't waste time talking to you politely.]

I'd love to say to you, 'Stinky boy, you're doing a good job, but if I want to write these personal thoughts, maybe cutting down all the trees in the world and making them into paper won't be enough for me to write, so I'm going to skip that, asshole.'" 】

In short, the letter does not seem to have anything to do with the love letter, and the entire front of the letter seems to be a person expressing his gratitude to himself in a roundabout way.

"I can't even remember that, as you say - and male tsundere only makes people feel disgusting, bastard." Uejo muttered about turning the letter around and continuing reading.

[All in all, based on the most basic courtesy, since you have helped us, I will explain to you the current situation of that child.] lest thou shalt come to us again in the future. I'll start by saying okay, we'll be enemies next time we meet. We just couldn't trust the science, so we examined the kid while the doctor wasn't there. But it really doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. The order given by the upper echelons of the English Puritans was ostensibly to bring back the child who had been removed from the 'collar', but in fact they were also waiting to see what would happen in the future. Personally, though, I can't stand to let that kid stay with you for a second longer. However, the kid now has a record of using the knowledge of the 103,000 books of the Demon Dao to perform magic. Of course, strictly speaking, it was not the child who performed it, but the system that the church entered into her body, the 'automatic secretary'. However, the question is now that the 'Auto Secretary' has been destroyed, does she have the ability to cast magic according to her own will? If, because of the loss of the 'automatic secretary', her original magic power is 'restored', I'm afraid we will have to be fully prepared to deal with this situation.

However, it is unlikely that the lost mana will be restored again. We're just doing it carefully. After all, how terrifying it is for the 'Demon God' to be able to freely manipulate 103,000 Demon Dao books.

By the way, that doesn't mean I'm just giving that kid to you. When we've gathered enough information and are fully equipped, we'll come back to the door and get the kid back. I don't like sneak attacks, so just be prepared and wait.

Also, according to my idea, at least find another shackle for that child, but God Crack feels that we owe you a debt, so forget it this time. But—and if you dare to touch that child's finger with your perverted lolicon dirty thoughts in the meantime—I'll burn you to a medium-rare degree, and then let the gods crack you and chop you into sashimi, for me to remember.

p.s. This letter will automatically explode at the same time as it is read. Although it is thanks to you that we were able to discover the truth, it is considered a punishment for you to put your child in danger. I guess I'll blow up a finger of your proud right hand. 】

At the back of the letter, a strange and distorted symbol was drawn, and at the moment when Uejo finished reading it, the whole letter exploded in front of him like fireworks, and was scattered by him with his right hand.

Inexplicable weirdos.

This is probably the first impression of the red-haired magician named Steele.

In addition, the head of the bad girl eldest sister, the young tooth nun who likes to bite her head, and the dangerous nurse who plays **...... Are all my friends such strange people?

But it doesn't matter!!

What's more!!

It's great not to be a love letter......

It's nice not to be a......

It's great that I'm just an ordinary perverted lolicon......

What a ghost!!!!!

ps: I'm finally able to write about my daily life, I'm so relieved......