You...... Well, let's call you Passerby A.

Of course, your real name isn't that, but now that you're in the game, your original name doesn't matter that much.

On the streets of Tokyo in June, the temperature is already rising, and you stand in front of Shinjuku Station in a black and white lolita skirt with a double ponytail, which is out of step with the elite atmosphere of the workplace all around.

You are a very serious earthling. Such clothes are certainly not the style you usually wear.

- This is the "look" that you deliberately spent money on to buy for your new number before you entered the game.

As for why it is penetrated, it is difficult to explain it in a scientific category.

Anyway, you're actually in this popular fangame, Real Curse High, and for a moment you confused it with the real Tokyo.

If it weren't for the time in the lower right panel reminding you that it's 2005, then you'd probably think you'd have encountered a supernatural event, such as coming to Liben from a distant flower planter as soon as you close your eyes and open your eyes.

Of course, at this moment, you can't think about why you are unlucky enough to cross from the cool quilt with the air conditioner on to the mobile game that has just been played for less than half an hour last night with your mobile phone, because there is obviously a more important thing in front of you-

[Newbie Mission: Eliminate Fly Heads (0/100)]

[Time: 28:57]

[Task Reward: Open Main Quest and Round/Disc Lottery Qualification]

[Failure Punishment: Judged as an "imbecile player", cleared in this world]

You look at the ten lines at a glance, and the words "imbecile player" in the last line touch a nerve.

As an MMO veteran, you don't play a lot of single-player games, but you won't allow yourself to be called this contemptuous name.

In an instant, you feel that the gaming years you have accumulated since the fifth grade of elementary school have been severely insulted, and the flame of not admitting defeat in your heart is ignited.

- It's not a matter of your life being in the hands of this garbage game, it's about insulting your soul before killing your flesh/body!

Coupled with this-like task reward, you were angry for a while, and angrily pulled out a long knife from your four-dimensional pocket - a newbie gift package, and the opening scene was in the backpack, except that it was [spell tool].

Anyway, you took this novice knife that was given at the beginning, and rushed into the crowd in front of Shinjuku Station in a rage, and raised the knife to punch the flyer on the shoulder of a male social animal in a suit and leather shoes.

As it turns out, the game doesn't know what vicious means it uses to pull you into its control, but when it comes to beginner missions, it's still the same as most games on the market, and there's nothing whimsical about it.

So you go down with a knife, and you can easily kill that fly.

No, to be precise, it should be purified.

The quest panel's Cleansing Fly has been adjusted from (0/100) to (1/100) at a visible rate.

At the same time, the amount of money in your bottom left corner has increased from 0 yen to 50,000 yen.

You:?

What the situation.

Burst gold coins?

You can't help but be curious about the rewards beyond the rewards of the mission.

So you stood in place with a long knife with a cold blade in your hand amid the horrified gaze of the people around you, and your gaze slowly circled around, and you found your second target.

As you raise your knife and walk towards the lady with her fashionable curly hair, you can clearly see that the head attached to her shoulder is a little bigger than before.

You tilt your head in bewilderment, and then, in the screams of the lady's escape, you slash with your knife and harvest your second trophy very simply.

（2/100）。

The money in the lower left corner becomes 100,000 yen.

You begin to understand everything. Your eyes unconsciously begin to shine, and this extra joy makes you addicted, and you can't help but want to keep purifying.

Putting aside all the false and the real, you love money – that's the only thing that doesn't change wherever you go.

So you happily begin to look for your third target in the panicked crowd.

Knife and knife and knife and knife ......

The footage of you holding a long knife and happily chasing the scattered crowd with a smile on your face was also honestly recorded by the surveillance at the intersection.

At this time, you don't know that this terrifying scene will become your new cyber case, and will be passed on forever from now on with the appeal and diffusion of an urban legend.

And you can't even argue with that.

At least for now - that's right, now you chop the head of the fly quite emotionally, and the rising amount of money in the lower left corner is like a bo/cai, giving people a sense of pleasure that once they taste the sweetness, they can't stop.

You're going to be blown up.

Corresponding to the increase in your happy little coffers is a mess of crossings in front of Shinjuku Station.

As early as the beginning, when you didn't say a word, you pulled out a controlled weapon and slashed at the shoulders of passers-by, and the elite man who was initially cleared off his shoulders by you was already frightened, and he sat on the ground and crawled away crying wolf.

In a panic, he even forgot to pick up his briefcase.

And the second lady's situation was not far behind him, in addition to not peeing her pants on the spot, she also fell to the ground, and the contents of her bag spilled all over the ground, and her face was trembling like chaff with tears.

She even begs you: "Please, please, don't kill me!" I can give you whatever you want! ”

Of course, she speaks Japanese, which you can understand a little, but not much.

So you tilted your head again, with a clear eye with the innocence of not knowing the world, combined with the exquisite dress and the hand-pinched doll face that is comparable to art modeling in the three-dimensional world, in the eyes of others, there is no doubt that it is the existence of a comic book murderer who has just escaped from the madhouse.

This lady trembled all over, even her makeup was crying, and she couldn't say a word anymore, for fear that you would kill her on the spot if you had a seizure.

And you're certainly not such a mad person.

However, you don't really feel that the NPC passers-by in the game are scared to cry by you.

You are not interested in her at all, and in your eyes her value is to breed flies, and then produce a steady stream of gold coins for you.

For example, now, this lady has almost reached the threshold of negative emotions because of extreme fear and panic.

You can clearly see that under the nourishment of such a huge amount of negative emotions, the fly's head that you have just been purified by you has once again given birth to a new one.

Probably because it was just born, the movement of this fly head was obviously a little sluggish, and even its wings were still stuck behind its back, and the whole insect and fly were crawling on the ground like a chrysalis.

You were disgusted, so you picked up the knife and poked it without blinking, and the tip of the knife just grazed the white hand and wedged it into the ground.

In an instant, another scream erupts in your ears.

This lady was obviously irritated by the process of your kindness to purify her spell, and she rolled her eyes and fainted, and her beautiful long hair fell to the ground.

You:?

You rub your ears and feel like the world is suddenly clear.

You look at the progress on the taskbar and the increase of 50,000 yen in the lower left corner, and you can't help but sigh: this seems to be a bug, the spells generated by a person can get gold coins repeatedly, so in this case, you only need to catch 100 ordinary people, lock them in a room and scare them every day, so that there will always be a steady stream of new spells to send you money?

Those Sims bloggers seem to play the game like this.

It's a bit early to think about it, though, and you look at the 25 minutes left on the mission and decide to finish the damn newbie mission first.

For the sake of letting you fight low-level mobs and give away gold coins for nothing, you generously decided to forgive it first, and then continue to scold it after the mission is over.

Thinking so, you stand up happily, flick the bloodless knife lightly, and walk briskly in the direction where the crowd had just fled.

***

At the same time, Tokyo Jujutsu High School, first-grade classroom.

"Huh? Murderer? ”

There were only three students sitting in the spacious classroom, and one of them, a tall boy with white hair, had a pair of sunglasses on his face, which he didn't take off even indoors.

At this moment, his two long legs stepped on the two bars under the table, and in a wild sitting posture that was not respectful of the teacher, he stepped on the table bar and leaned the chair back, and while shaking back and forth, he wrung his brows rather dissatisfied, and said loudly:

"Why does Lao Tzu have to deal with such a thing? Shouldn't there be such a thing as a murderer in the hands of the police in Tokyo? What does it have to do with the Spellcast—"

"Quiet, Satoru, I said that it wasn't actually a murderer." Standing on the podium, the night moth Zhengdao held the lesson plan with both hands and said, "Although the surveillance video that came is indeed very much like an indiscriminate attack of the revenge social type, the strange thing is that the other party did not really cut down on the human body, and the place where the blade fell was air, but the scene was too scary, so it was misunderstood." ”

"Spells cannot be recorded by cameras or other projection devices." Next to the six-eyed Divine Son, his best friend carefully analyzed the truth of the matter, "In other words, the other party may be cutting something that ordinary people can't see, and that thing is probable, or even very likely, some low-level spell spirit that is lodged with ordinary people." ”

"Huh? Isn't that even weirder? ”

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru's voice couldn't help but rise a little higher, as if he had heard some kind of discovery that was beyond the ordinary and incomprehensible, so that even the chair that had been rocking back and forth stopped with him, and instead put one arm on the edge of the table, and turned sideways to look at the person next to him.

"Low-level spell spirits—it's nothing more than a fly's head or something, isn't this kind of thing something that can be solved by just twisting your fingers? Who would use weapons with such fanfare! ”

"That's right, that's what you two need to solve in this matter." Nocturnal Moth successfully steered the topic back, and his strong man-like face was quite majestic, and he said to the two unconscious students in the audience, "I can't rule out the possibility that the other party is a curse master, deliberately causing chaos on the streets of Shinjuku in the crowds, thus causing social incidents, causing a concentrated outbreak of negative emotions, and thus giving birth to new spells—this kind of thing is not unheard of before." ”

"Got it." Satoru Gojo snapped his fingers, "You mean to kill that guy, right?" It's simple. Jay doesn't have to go, I'll be alone. ”

Nocturnal Moth said: "............"

Seeing that the corner of the head teacher's rough forehead faintly had green tendons and began to jump, Xia Youjie sighed and stood up helplessly.

"I see." He said that the object of the conversation was obviously Nocturne Moth, "I will take a good look at Satoru." What is the specific position of the other party, and when I arrive at the scene and contact me, I will make my own judgment, and I will give you an appropriate way to deal with it at that time. ”

"Very well, I'll leave it to you."

Finally, there was still such an obedient person among the students, and the night moth Zhengdao restrained his anger when he heard this, nodded, picked up the lesson plan and walked out of the classroom.