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"Duanmu Ai, 16 years old, studied at Yangdong High School. He has appeared in several movies and won the Best Actor Award. I rarely appear in public, and I don't even have an INS account. I am a well-known movie actor in Japan..."

As the hoarse voice fell, the old man with a white beard sitting in the chair coughed and looked at the blue-haired girl standing opposite him respectfully.

"You're sure you're right."

"Yes, yes!"

Facing the old man's question, the blue-haired girl—Miwa Kasumi straightened her body quickly and answered.

"I'm sure, after all, her appearance is very special, and others can't imitate it even if they want to."

"Um……………"

It's no wonder that Miwa Kasumi respects the old man so much, because this old man is the principal of the Kyoto Prefectural School of Magic. In order to deal with the curse spirits, the curse masters established a school to train curse masters, and Miwa Kasumi was selected to join it for study and training because of her talent as a curse master.

"Is she a conjurer?"

"That...I don't think so."

"Curse Master?"

"I, I don't know..."

Facing the old man's repeated inquiries, Miwa Kasumi seemed a little nervous.

"Ah, but I think she is not a curser or a conjurer, because she asked me a lot of basic questions, such as what a curse spirit is, what a curse is, and what a conjurer is... You can tell. , she seems to really know nothing about our existence.”

"Then how did she defeat the curse? Didn't she use magic?"

Ordinary people cannot see the cursed spirit at all, and even if a conjurer wants to defeat the cursed spirit, he must either use spells or cursed objects.

"No...this, she used a knife."

"knife?"

"Yes, a knife that is as bright red as blood..."

"oh?!"

Hearing this, the old man suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, yes... That knife also emits a faint light, and I feel like I'm about to be killed just by looking at it... That's definitely a first-level... maybe even a special level Curse!"

"A bright red knife...white hair and red eyes..."

"……………headmaster?"

Sitting next to him, the tall muscular man looked at the silent old man and asked curiously. In addition to Miwa Kasumi, there were also several students from the magic high school like her. Of course, they were also magicians. In order to listen to Milunxia's report, they came here specially and gathered together.

The old man was silent for a moment, and then stood up.

"I want to show you something."

As he spoke, the old man walked to the wall of the study room and opened the safe there. Then the old man took out a book that looked very old and slowly opened it.

This is not an ordinary book, but a diary, coming from the old man's ancestral family line. According to this diary, the old man’s ancestors were once members of an organization called the Demon Slayer Squad. At that time, this organization fought to eliminate evil spirits. Although according to the ancestors, with the death of the Lord of Evil Ghosts, all evil ghosts have been destroyed. But in the old man's opinion, what the ancestors were dealing with might just be some kind of special curse spirit.

However, the ancestor of their clan was just an ordinary support member of the Demon Slayer Corps, and all he seemed to do was treatment and aftermath work. Therefore, the fighting methods of the Demon Slayers were not stated in the diary. As for the breathing techniques used by the Demon Slayers, the ancestor also said that he had no talent and could not learn them.

What a pity. If the breathing method could be passed down, perhaps it would be easier for today's spellcasters to face spell spirits.

The old man shook his head and threw aside the thoughts that came to his mind, and then he opened the diary.

"…………Found it."

Soon, the old man found this part of the record in his diary.

On several occasions when they were hunting evil spirits they called "the ghost of winding", the ancestors recorded the appearance of a mysterious girl. She had long pale hair and bright red eyes. She was dressed in a very unique way and held a bright red hand. Sharp blade. She is not one of the Nine Pillars, but she possesses terrifying strength that far exceeds that of the Nine Pillars. Those evil spirits who are as murderous as grass and cannot even match the Nine Pillars are like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of her.

The girl called herself Duanmu Ai. After hunting down the Lord of Evil Ghosts, she disappeared from the Demon Slayer Squad and never appeared again.

She is petite and looks like a child of thirteen or fourteen at first glance. Her fighting style is so brutal that even evil spirits tremble and wail in front of her. But when I don't talk on weekdays, it gives people a delicate and fragile dreamy feeling...

Staring at the diary and the archive materials at hand, the old man frowned.

And the sword in the opponent's hand... His ancestor once helped her maintain the weapon, and he remembered it clearly at that time.

[That was not her Nichirin sword. I heard that it was obtained from a dead Demon Slayer team member. However, when I saw that sword, I was also shocked. Although it is said that the Nichirin Sword will change color according to the characteristics of the user, this is the first time I have seen a color like this - red, as if it was condensed from blood, and it is so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it. Just seeing that knife made me feel like I heard the wails of the evil spirits who were killed by the knife... Even many years later, when I picked up a pen to record my memories again, the wails were the same. bright]

[It is as if...the souls of those evil spirits are imprisoned in this bright red blade]

"………………"

After listening to the diary records read by the old man, several other conjuration college students present, including Miwa Kasumi, were stunned.

"But principal, this happened a long time ago, right?"

"Ah, it happened more than a hundred years ago."

"Ordinary people can't live that long, right?"

"Even if you can live for that long, it's impossible to remain the same as before? Doesn't that make you a vampire?"

"It's impossible. Miss Duanmu has made so many movies, and many of them were shot under the sun. If it were a vampire, wouldn't it have turned into ashes long ago?"

"Maybe it's hereditary? It's not strange for children to look like their ancestors."

"Well, it's useless for us to argue here."

The old man coughed and stopped the argument among the students present.

"No matter what, the other party is likely to possess a special spell. I ask you to monitor her 24 hours a day and find out her situation... What is she doing in Kyoto now?"

"Make a movie!"

Having said this, Miwa Kasumi immediately became excited.

"A big production that will be released simultaneously around the world! I asked this from Miss Duanmu before! In fact, the reason why she went there was because the ruins were their filming location. There seemed to be a curse attack before. The staff incident, so Miss Duanmu returned to check the situation..."

"As a big star, he actually secretly removes the cursed spirit? This is just like the plot in a movie!"

The muscular man suddenly became excited, while the short-haired woman next to him gave him a helpless look.

"But we are not acting in a movie now, or do you think we are acting in a theater version?"

"Wouldn't it be a good thing if we could recruit her to enter a magic high school?"

"Impossible. He is a well-known movie star. If he comes to study at a spell school, he will definitely attract the attention of the media. Besides, the other party wants to be famous, have status, and have money. Why would he want to do spells? A thankless and dangerous job like a magician?"

"Even if she had this intention, she wouldn't be able to move all the way to Kyoto. This time she came here because she was filming a movie."

"Okay, let's not talk about this now."

The old man interrupted the chat that was gradually going off topic.

"Kamo."

"exist."

Hearing the old man's call, a black-haired boy with his eyes closed hurriedly responded.

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"Zhenyi."

"oh."

The short-haired girl who had complained before also nodded.

"You two are responsible for monitoring her. Be careful and don't act rashly no matter what happens."

"yes."

Just like that, the night passed and a new day began.

"I wonder if they will have any problems..."

Looking at the empty seats, Miwa Kasumi felt somewhat uneasy.

"You don't need to worry so much."

Looking at Miwa Kasumi who was restless, another girl sitting not far from her couldn't help but complained. She was petite, with blond hair tied up in two ponytails and looked very unique.

"Xianji is a quasi-first-level conjurer. Sister Zhenyi is also the heir to the Chanyuan family. Although she is currently only a third-level conjurer, her strength cannot be underestimated. With the two of them working together to monitor, even if the other party is a A very powerful magician, they should be able to escape unscathed. "

“…………It would be great if that were the case.”

Hearing the comfort from her companion, Sanlunxia could only sigh silently. Only by facing Duanmuhuai in person can she feel the terror. At that time, Miwa Kasumi really thought that she would die. Although as a magician, Miwa Kasumi had experienced several life-and-death battles, but they were all about surviving in death and using her full strength to gain a chance. vitality.

However, when facing that petite girl, the situation was completely different. There was no chance at all. What was waiting for her was despair and death.

Miwa Kasumi has never felt the approach of death so clearly - her life is completely out of her hands. The sense of oppression and fear cannot be described in words.

Frankly speaking, she even had some psychological shadow. Fortunately, Duanmuhuai was kind to her later on, and she even complied with Sanlunxia's request to take photos and sign autographs...

But she definitely didn't want to face Duanmu Huai's murderous intent again.

I don’t know if Zhenyi and the others can do it, even though I have warned them...

The two people responsible for surveillance did not know about Miwa Kasumi's worries. They were outside the research institute at the moment, watching the actions carefully.

"Hey, that's how the movie was shot. It looks quite interesting."

Staring at the crew filming in the distance, Zenyuan Zhenyi watched with great interest.

"Don't forget our mission, Zhenyi."

Kamo, who was standing aside, still had his eyes closed, but he didn't forget to remind him.

"Don't worry, I won't forget... Well, is that Duanmu Ai? Indeed, just like the information, she is petite and cute. She doesn't look like a high school student at all. But she also looks very courageous when fighting, Obviously she has experience in martial arts... Speaking of which, I have watched her movies before."

"Oh? Really?"

"Yeah, but most of the time she plays the role of a female ghost... To be honest, if she turns into a curse spirit, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with."

"Like Night Girl?"

"So you've seen it too?"

"Isn't watching horror movies a compulsory course for those who are good at spells?"

"You're right."

The two of them just chatted wordlessly while staring at the shooting scene in front of them. Of course, since the curse spirit here has been removed, there is naturally no harm. Except for the fact that sometimes the shooting would be repetitive, there was nothing unusual about it—the day passed quickly.

"Okay, it seems we should go."

Zenyuan Zhenyi stood up and stretched.

"As far as today is concerned, there seems to be nothing unusual. Let's continue tomorrow..."

However, before Chanyuan Zhenyi finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

"What, you guys are still coming tomorrow?"

"——————!"

Hearing this voice, the surveillance duo turned around quickly, and then they were surprised to see Duanmu Huai standing there not far in front of them, staring at them.

"The crew's filming is confidential, you two, this is not something that should be shown to you casually."

"………………"

"Forget it, it's here now..."

Duanmuhuai stared at the two of them and showed a smile.

"That person yesterday was my fan. I'm sorry to bully her, but I don't have any burden on you two guys who came here to monitor me uninvited..."

As he spoke, Duanmu Huai slowly held the hilt of the sword.

"I heard Miss Miwa talk about a conjurer before, but I didn't have much of an impression. Let me see what the so-called conjurer is capable of!"