Cursed Witch and Cursed Pokémon

Gojo Satoru: "I don't like her very much."

Nai Xi: "I want to eat now!"

The old man laughed again, "I have a lot of delicious food there."

"Yeah!" Nai Xi, who was soft-spoken, followed the old man back to the courtyard where he lived.

Gojo Satoru, who was ignored all the way, insisted on following them. He was very happy to see Naki's brisk steps. He looked at the little girl who was easy to cheat and asked her curiously: "Do you know that you were kidnapped?"

The old man's conscience, Gojo, raised his eyebrows and corrected him: "What's kidnapping? Can what we undercover magicians do be called kidnapping? It's called assistance."

Hisao Arira immediately followed: "The elder is right!"

Gojo Satoru looked at them quietly.

Naxi also looked at them with starry eyes, as if she had learned something.

"Young master Gojo, have you finished your lessons today? Have you finished practicing the spells? You won't make progress if you stay in the old courtyard." Gojo's conscience began to chase people away.

The slight that Gojo Satoru received today was a new experience that he had never tried before.

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his lips slightly and said with a fake smile: "The elders are so eager to drive me away. Could it be that the undercover incident was done without telling the other elders? Why did you hide it from the other people? Can you tell me? "

"There are specialties in the profession, and my responsibility is to manage matters related to undercover agents." Gojo's conscience waved, "It's time for you to leave, Master Gojo, the maid has been looking for you for a long time."

Gojo Satoru thinks this place is more interesting than other places and doesn't want to leave at all. However, if the other elders knew that he ditched the maid and ran around, they would start talking about it again.

They are so annoying.

Gojo Satoru thought for a moment, then turned and left this remote courtyard.

Nai Xi looked at his leaving figure and asked curiously: "You are obviously the eldest young master, but you still want to listen to the elders? Isn't the eldest young master under one person?"

The elder Wutiao Conscience laughed and said, there is no such statement.

However, after Gojo Satoru heard what Naki said, he thought seriously on the way back to his courtyard. When he first heard Naxi's words, he thought she was talking about something stupid, but when he thought about it carefully... it made sense!

There was a prim-looking elder in the courtyard looking at Gojo Satoru, and Gojo Satoru, who was thinking about something, narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the elder, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the other side, in a remote courtyard, Gojo conscience looked kindly at the little girl across the round table, who was eating the Japanese snacks that had just been delivered.

The black kitten curled up at her feet.

Gojo Conscience: "How did the little girl end up in a place like that? Do you know that it is a black organization?"

Nai Xi was confused and took time out of his busy schedule to ask: "What black organization?"

"The Salvia Research Institute has gathered a large number of curse masters to conduct illegal research."

"Oh." Curse Master? This name sounds very friendly. Naxi buried her head and continued eating dessert.

Thinking that children might not understand these things well enough, Wu Jiao Liangzhi changed the subject and asked: "Do you have any family members?"

"Have a guardian."

"Oh, then contact him——"

"He was the one who sent me to the research institute." Naxi said truthfully.

"Let's discuss the matter of contacting him later." Gojo's old voice spoke very fast.

Naxi felt that it was all right and nodded, "Oh."

Hisao Arira went back to his residence to shower and change clothes to prevent tiny positioning devices or eavesdropping devices on his body. When he came back, he was holding a wooden box-shaped spell tool.

"Master Naiki, here are most of the cursed spirits collected by the Salvia Research Institute." Hisao Arira said respectfully, and at the same time, he broke into cold sweat again after taking a shower.

Naxi raised her head, holding a piece of green cake in her hand.

She stared at the wooden box of spell tools, excited but hesitant.

Gojo's conscience stretched out his hand and asked Hisao Arira to hand it to him for a look. Hisao Arira changed the direction and bowed: "Elder, when I was taking a bath just now, I found a locator hidden in the middle of my coat and it has been destroyed."

Naxi took a bite of the cake and said, "Hong, do I have a locator on me?"

"Probably..." Hong lay on the floor, looking at the little witch's head and feet wearing white socks, "These clothes are from the institute, why don't you take a shower and change into new clothes."

In the evening, wearing a kimono prepared by the maid sent by Gojo Liangzhi, Naxi walked through the corridor with her long wet hair.

Seeing that it was getting late, she couldn't help but want to teleport out through the panel to eat delicious food——

Red suddenly remembered something very important and said: "Pokémon! The Pokémon is still in the research institute! The game does not have the ability to retrieve Pokémon remotely!"

"Eh? But, it's not easy for me to experience running away from home... Do I need to contact my guardian so soon?" Naxi took out her mobile phone.

"Running away from home? Will you go back?" Hong thought she wanted to change to a breeder directly. After all, the institute was not a good person.

Naixi asked curiously: "Why don't you go back? I'm also curious to how far they can study the witch."

red:"……"

That's right, the little witch doesn't care about good or bad people at all.

"Then send a text message to Akroma and ask him to arrange for someone to take the Pokémon left there to farm the cursed spirits. Otherwise, it would be a shame to waste time." Hong advised.

"Oh." Naxi edited a text message and sent it, "I really want to teleport it out to play."

Hong broke her illusion mercilessly, "Stop dreaming, the game witch didn't cover up the teleportation thing."

Naxi and the cat at her feet were wandering in the courtyard of Wu Jiao Liangzhi, "Then let me open a new Poké Ball."

Hong: "Are you serious? This is the territory of the Conjurer family. It is a dangerous area marked on the map. Go to bed early. Something interesting may happen tomorrow."

On this day, Naxi went to bed very early.

Pokémon world.

Union area.

Akromar, who was exchanging Pokémon with the person opposite, made a gesture, took out his phone and took a look, his calm expression became indescribable. He frowned slightly and read the text message several times.

Opposite Acroma, a young man with green hair and green eyes was squatting on the ground, playing with a gray-black Zoroa. n raised his head, his fluffy green hair swaying behind his back like a squirrel tail.

n has a delicate appearance and a cold expression. There is always a sense of alienation in the way he looks at others.

"What's wrong, Acroma?" Unlike his demeanor, N's voice was soft, even gentle.

Akroma was a little helpless, but a smile appeared on his face, "She sent me a text message, saying that she was running away from home and asked me to take care of her Pokémon - the little one I told you about. Witch, Nexi.”

n thoughtfully said, "That sounds quite polite."

"Let's not mention this for now. Naxi is currently in a family of spellcasters. I really don't know what she is thinking." Acroma pushed up his glasses and rubbed his temples.

n smiled, his smile completely devoid of warmth, "Don't children just like to run outside and play? I did the same when I was a child."

"N is much more worry-free than her." Akroma said from the bottom of his heart.

At least N won't want to kill anyone if he doesn't like them. Moreover, he has not been overly rebellious since he was a child and is easy to discipline. All of n's abnormalities stem from his overly clever brain and miraculous telepathy.

Besides, n is the same kind of human being after all.

Akroma paused and seemed to be talking to himself, "What are those snakes that are entangled and devouring each other in the witch's blood..."

"Acroma, what are you doing here?" Quechis saw the two people on the lawn from a distance. He is a fair-skinned man with blond hair and red eyes, holding a beige cane with blue polarized light, walking on the cobblestone road next to the green lawn.

Quechis is two meters tall, with long blond hair hanging loosely on his shoulders. He looks like a classical aristocrat in an oil painting. He wears a large white lining like a believer, and a blue and yellow cloak with a blue and yellow cloak embroidered on the left and right. Huge weird red eyes.

When he spoke, his tone was elegant, his words were chosen carefully, and he sometimes combined with some body movements. His conversation and behavior all showed a sense of relaxation in control of the overall situation.

"I haven't been to the castle for a long time. Come and have a look. The design here is more exquisite than the churches in many areas. It's human nature that I come here often." Acroma said, "By the way, the message I sent you Read it?"

"A witch from another world? It's just like the fairy tales circulated in small towns in the past." Queqisi chuckled and glanced at n on the lawn, "Let's talk in another place."

Acroma adjusted the frame of the mirror and said hello to n.

Quechis strode forward, his cloak billowing and falling in the wind behind him.

The world of cursed spirits.

Gojo family.

Gojo's conscience lives in the remote courtyard of Gojo's house. Although the elderly wake up early, he is not that old yet and is very keen on sleeping in.

Normally, he would get up at ten o'clock in the morning.

However, the special product brought back by his loyal subordinate Hisao Arira undercover - the little witch Niki-sama, made him, an old man, lose the few hobbies he had.

"——I won!" the little girl shouted happily.

"You're cheating, come again!" A familiar boy's voice was louder than hers.

Gojo conscience sat up, and after the rustling sound of dressing, he pushed open the shoji door.

He saw Master Gojo actually in his yard, emotionally directing a long insect-like curse spirit to fight. Next to him stood Naihi in an orange kimono, commanding another fat-headed curse spirit to bite the opponent.

Oh, it turned out to be a curse fighting spirit.

Gojo's conscience couldn't help but recall the scene when he and his friends commanded the weak curse spirits to fight in a child.

It was leisure time after finishing schoolwork...

Gojo's conscience suddenly stopped recalling and stared wide-eyed, "Isn't today Tuesday! Master Gojo, you should still be in class time, right?!"

He took a closer look and found that the two curse spirits were basically second-level curse spirits, and their curse power was considered top students at the same level.

Wu Jiao Zhi's old face suddenly darkened, he pulled out a long whip and tied away the two curse spirits, "No more playing!"

Gojo Satoru returned to his expressionless state. He looked at the elder holding the whip and said: "I had a conversation with the teacher yesterday. He felt that his skills were inferior to others and he had already resigned in shame. The next teacher has not been found yet. "