Sylvia is not particularly obsessed, but Junko Yukioka and Omai Rape have a long time ago and can't be described as a very good pattern. Although we rarely get requests from Junko, we try to avoid interference with each other.
"Wow, Junko, there you go"
He gives a voice that sounds sincerely happy, and with a smile that sounds sincerely happy, he jumps at Junko for a few nights and hugs him.
(Is that it? Was he willing not only to me, but also to Junko? A manipulative guy. But this...)
Seeing the sight, Sylvia had somewhere to think.
"Did you know him? Besides, we seem to get along pretty well."
Sylvia speaks up.
"The Le Canenko family has been dating since you were your father for several nights. I had it done with the demonic props and spells you collected, and I still have it analyzed when I purchased the excavation at the spell auction. Come on."
Junko said.
"Sister, are you jealous? I'm relieved. Even if you make a harem, I'll make your sister's seat your first real wife."
Night after night with a grin, I look at Sylvia as she hugs Junko and says. From Sylvia's eyes, Junko laughed once, but was seen emitting an aura that clearly seemed annoying.
"You can't make a harem before then, and even if you do, don't worry."
"That's a lot of restless remarks"
How many nights I get a bumpy face at Sylvia's words.
"I hope it's time for you to leave."
When Junko asked with a modest voice, he honestly left for a few nights.
"This is an analysis of this."
"Whoa, a sealed bill."
Look at the bunch of bills Junko showed you, and Sylvia speaks up.
A seal tag is a major magic item in the paranormal industry. Although the aim is to reduce the action of supernormal forces, their performance is pinky due to the making of bills, and there is also a wide variety and nature of bills. Unique arrangements are made by magicians and spellmen of various genres. Especially the old ones are difficult to analyze and sometimes worth the price.
"It's pretty powerful and looks like an old thing. Looks like it's cursed, and even me and you couldn't analyze it, so I thought I'd ask a professional analyst here."
"Yes, yes, I'll take care of it ~... and this sure looks troublesome. Give me a minute."
With a bunch of bills, I frowned for several nights. By its very nature, seal tags are not merely magical, nor are they unusual to be subjected to the action of a curse. Junko brought it, it was pretty strong and had a complicated curse.
"How many nights, looks like someone's after you..."
I decided that's what having Silver Storm Hall means, Junko says.
To Junko, who sticks his neck in curiosity, I think Sylvia is done.
"I don't know if Sylvia would be okay with you. Well, I don't have time."
"What? Should I go home now? I wish you'd take it slower."
To the next dialogue, disappointing Sylvia. If you stay here, or if you stick your neck in this matter with curiosity, I thought it would be helpful to see how many nights of consciousness you had for Junko as well.
Ip Mountain visited a small coffee shop on the outskirts of Amusement City, in a small downtown area, at a less popular station. That's where my client designated me.
The client who showed up was an old man, but he was very fit and could tell from the top of his clothes that he was working out. On the contrary, Ip Mountain spotted at a glance that he was quite a strong man.
"I am a mentor to the Magic Order Combrex Devil."
The client's old man spoke quietly about the request.
"The request is for the annihilation of Nobusuke Denko Yamagata, a mentor of the same organization as me. I would also like to ask you for a specific conditionality."
Ye Shan somehow figured out why he wanted to see each other in person and ask for it. I wonder how much trouble it would take to reveal it.
"He opens a festival called the Ethereal Moon Festival and attends it himself. I want you to attend the festival and finish him off during the festival."
"May I also ask why? I decide that you should know."
"Of course I'm going to. But first, you need to explain the Ethereal Moon Festival."
When Ye Shan says in an understated tone, the old man spills a smile.
"The Ethereal Moon Festival is a festival where those cursed by it gather. It is held every three years. It is mainly brought together by paranormal associates and paranormal maniacs, whose purpose is - to enjoy the festival in a variety of ways. Some people simply want to be distracted, others want to kill each other, or to have some situation and use the festival to make up their hopes. The festival venue becomes an almost lawless zone, a dangerous place where some actively seek to harm others, but those who do not like strife gather among those who do not like them and defend themselves. Festival organizers will also host events, etc."
Leaf Mountain, who listens to me and associates me with the likes of Sabato, who has also killed each other.
"There is one condition that allows you to participate in the Ethereal Moon Festival, the Cursed One. Therefore, I want you to join me after being cursed. And of course, after you've done your request, you'll have to lift the curse."
I mean, I'm cursed, too.
"Yes. Normally, I can't ask you to do this, but rumor has it that you will take any unreasonable and elusive job."
"Yes, you're right. I can't say no to maggot-style me. I guess..."
To the words of Ye Shan, the old man frowns.
"However, even though I take on any job, it doesn't mean I have a 100% success rate. In the case of unscrupulous content, it is also there that I have tried but failed. I'm trying, though. Or one more thing...... I'd also like to hear a few more proper background circumstances and motives for wanting to kill them, as this could also help increase the success rate of fulfilling the request. You don't know what's going to happen."
"Okay. Let's talk about it."
To the demands of Ye Shan, the old man nodded with solemnity.
"Norisuke Yamagata is also a troublemaker within the Complex Devil. Reformers and themselves exploring new sorcery systems, but when it comes to what they're doing, it's not so much about sorcery as about ancient black sorcery - sorcery...... no, it's a preemptive inclination to spells. Like Crowley, he's a savage, evil hobbyist, perverted fool who replaced his treachery with virtue."
"Like Crowley, I don't think ordinary people know Mr. Aleister Crowley's name."
"I thought you knew."
To Ye Shan's point, the old man grins.
"I hear maggots are intrigued, but is Complex Devil the magic of consciousness? Or is it like the sorcerers that tell Japan so much?
"It seems similar and distinctly different from the magic of tripping to the self-world and reforming consciousness. Maybe you should think of that as something else now. Same start, but different goals. Our magic projects our presence in the spiritual world into the real world, with a clear physical effect."
Ip Mountain also sees that there is quite a bit of paranormal knowledge, an old man who talks a little into it.
"Some ancient Japanese witchcraft can work a clean physical action, but our witchcraft is close to you. However, the majority of Japanese witchcraft involves the use of spiritual bodies, mental action, illusion, and later monster making at best. Shizuno streams, heartbreaking streams, and star coal streams seem to exercise the technique of providing clear physical action. By rituals, spells and spiritual concentration, it is the same in that it opens the channel of paranormal, insofar as it is a system called art. Some of our magic is shermanism, while others directly affect the other's body and mind. The latter seems to be some kind of curse, but not subtly like a curse. The curse is somewhat... a relative of fate manipulation, I guess. Whoa, excuse me for talking so hot on track."
"It's okay. I know what fate manipulates once and for all. in maggots' minutes."
"Are you interested in the paranormal realm? If so, make sure you go to the Complex Devil."
An old man solicits neither social dictum nor seriousness.
"When I was old, I heard you couldn't..."
"Many Japanese witchcraft schools only accept young people, but we magicians have no age constraints because we are much easier to handle than witchcraft and spells. On the other hand, there are aspects that are difficult to deal with compared to witchcraft and spells. Spells take time, or the number of catalysts you need."
Ip Mountain didn't feel comfortable at all. I do not rely on paranormal powers, etc., but want to compete only with pure flesh.
"Earlier, I said it seemed like a curse to affect the other person's body and mind, but the Electric House, in a more straightforward sense, is haunted by the curse. It is a curse to take malicious precautions and lead them to various constraints and adverse effects. He calls it research, and he curses. Then every three years, we gathered the cursed to hold a festival to kill each other. I've been doing this for decades. That's the Aemon Festival."
That's all the talk, the old man makes tea in a teacup.
"It's not the cult we're after. Magic is a pure discipline and an exploration. I decided that I couldn't keep those guys sarcastic forever. The contents of the festival are also escalated every time they overlap. There are more and more people in the Order who are in tune with him, and it's time to put on a bully."
I largely understand what the old man said, but Ye Shan did not peddle his client's claims.
(Somewhere... frigid. My mind tells me you're hiding the truth)
But I will not speak of that suspicion, and I shall see how it goes.
"You can't just kill him. I want you to kill him while he enjoys the Ethereal Moon Festival, both showing off and paying off."
I thought it was a bad taste - but Ip Shan didn't say it.
"And even more problematic is that Yamagata Yamagatasuke is now being targeted by the Silver Storm Hall."
"How could that happen again?
Ip Mountain reacts to the name of Silver Storm Hall. It's a pattern when it's related to me. After killing the Silver Storm Hall escort target once, he damaged the prestige of his traditional escort organization by turning the assassin released from the Silver Storm Hall into a mockery. After that, the owner of Silver Storm Hall targeted me while I was at work, and I sometimes failed to do my job.
"The Electric House unleashed an assassin on a curse seller named Lucanenko and hired the Silver Storm Hall as its escort. Silver Storm Hall will always try to locate and kill Electric House."
"Is that what you mean...... I mean, if they kill you before the festival day, you're in trouble. You want me to protect the target until festival day?
"It would be a nasty request, but that's the thing. Honestly, it's a lot of trouble, so I don't think I can help it if they say no."
"It doesn't matter. I'm a maggot. Don't worry. I guess..."
The old man frowns again. I know that you are uncomfortable with the words of maggots.
"The curse and the dots are my choice... I'll have them look for me somewhere. What the client said is impossible. It's possible that my client has a grudge against me and is trying to put it on."
"I see, careful. Got it. If you come under a curse, let me see it because I want to check it out."
"Uh... I forgot to ask, what's Sato's name below?
"Ichigo Sato is my full name. I'll write that dedication in the sense of drinking."
The old man - Sato lied a few times to Ye Shan, but there is no falsehood in his being the conductor of the Combrex Devil.