Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Chapter 248 Lucky? Sorry, it doesn't work.

The singer was running quickly towards the competition venue. The temples and wooden houses around her kept passing by, the wind was whistling in her ears, and the mottled sunlight was flickering in front of her.

She knew she was not good at direct combat... For example, the "First-level Sorcerer Examination" that had held her back for ten years.

When they went out drinking, Glass had hinted several times that "don't worry too much about the so-called ratings."

Even Gojo Satoru, that bastard, said something like "The Utahime can't do it anyway, so let's not take risks anymore"...

So now, the important thing for her is not to clean up the intruder.

"Finding the children and protecting them" is the top priority.

She walked a little faster.

click-

Suddenly, there was a very light noise beside me.

Then there was a flash of cold light.

The singer's whole body tensed up instantly, and she lowered her body almost as if by reflex, while at the same time pushing off the ground and jumping up by instinct.

Swish!

The blade made a loud sound as it cut through the air, and the sharp blade brushed against the singer's back.

The long hair that was raised up slowly fell to the back.

The singer lowered her center of gravity and stared at the guy who attacked her.

"Eh~ What a pity~" The person who came was thin, wearing one-shoulder pants, and had a light yellow side ponytail on his head that hung in front of his forehead.

But what caught people's attention the most was the cursed weapon in his hand and the handle in the shape of a human hand.

?Curse master, Haruta Chongmen.

"I thought I would definitely be able to chop it down~" He said with regret, "After all, my luck at critical moments has always been good..."

The singer noticed the six special lines under the other person's eyes.

Because I am an amplification type, my perception of the sorcerer is more acute.

...Those lines should be related to his technique.

Tap, tap, there was a sudden sound of brisk footsteps behind me.

"Teacher Utaha!" A clear voice.

The singer turned around excitedly to look.

It is the wild rose and the true support of the Zen temple.

Both of them only had minor scratches on their bodies, and their cursed power was almost exhausted.

"Great, you two are okay—"

The singer is now thinking about how to get them out safely.

"Haha, Miss, my knife... is pretty good, isn't it!" Chongmian Chuntian looked sickly and a little crazy, "A knife that can 'hold me'——"

At the same time, he kicked off the ground and rushed towards the singer.

At this moment, Junta Shigemen had only one thought in his mind - "How lucky!"

——I successfully slipped into the technical high school barrier, didn’t meet Gojo Satoru, only encountered a few civilians along the way, and now the magician I’m facing is a support type!

His own technique, "Store Miracles", turned out to be a lucky ability that saved him from danger!

"Haha, the auxiliary supervision just now was meaningless. I hope you can wail louder!!" Shigemen Haruta's mouth was almost grinning to his ears, his cheeks were flushed with a sickly color, and he rushed towards the shrine maiden in front of him with a crazy tone.

The opponent was already close before his eyes, and he could even smell a faint scent of flowers. Shigemen Haruta raised his sword from behind and chopped forward with force.

chapped.

A black spot suddenly flashed in my sight.

click -

A large amount of blood suddenly splashed on the face of the woman in front of him.

With that iconic face, it makes people...

I can't help but want to ravage her!

Shigemen Haruta's laughter became more rampant.

and many more.

He suddenly noticed the discord.

...Why is there no fear in that woman's eyes?

Extremely indifferent, like——

Watching garbage?

"Hey! Beg for mercy..." Chongmian Chuntai was suddenly furious, veins popped out on his head, and he swung his arm and chopped again.

However, there was no scene of blood splattering as he had imagined, and no sound of the blade cutting through bones came from his hand.

He tilted his head blankly and looked at the hand holding the knife.

From the shoulder down, the entire arm was gone.

The arm holding the knife was lying ten meters behind him, with a strangely bandaged and blunt knife stuck in his upper arm.

“Eh…?” Shigemen Haruta finally reacted at this moment.

Four of the pink lines under his eyes disappeared.

He looked at his shoulder where blood was gushing out, arterial blood spurting into his eyes.

“——Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

The piercing pain came at this moment, piercing straight into his brain.

Shigemen Haruta instantly fell to his knees, covering the wound on his shoulder and screaming in pain.

The screams were heart-wrenching.

"…Is it off?" A not-so-tall figure slowly approached from the side. He was wearing a blue shirt and the style of his goggles was quite unique.

"Mr. Nanami!" Wild Rose shouted in surprise.

"…I'm glad you're all okay." Nanami said calmly.

"Ms. Utahime, Mr. Gojo asked me to keep an eye on your whereabouts. I asked the assistant supervisor on the road about this place." Nanami spoke slowly, walked forward slowly, rolled up her sleeves, and surging cursed energy surged throughout her body.

——That guy Gojo?

The cold sweat on the singer's forehead finally stopped and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will be in charge of this place from now on. Miss Songstress, take them away first." Nanami unbuttoned all the buttons on her collar and let out a long breath.

"Nanami, be careful... That guy's technique is related to the lines at the corners of his eyes - it might be a conceptual 'risk avoidance'!" The singer grabbed Nobara and Mayu's hands, turned around and told Nanami her speculation, then turned and left without hesitation.

"Come on, Nanami!" Wild Rose turned around and shouted before turning the corner.

"Come on," huh." Nanami lowered his head and looked at Shigemen Haruta who was kneeling in front of him and wailing constantly, "So, I would feel gratified when I hear other people's encouragement..." He murmured in a very low voice.

Just like what Huiyuan has said countless times.

That guy must be busy with emergency response right now.

"...Okay, it's your turn now." Nanami closed his eyes, exhaled a breath, and when he opened his eyes again and looked at Chong Mian Chun Tai in front of him, there was only murderous intent in his eyes.

"Ijichi, Ms. Nitta - and the other three assistant supervisors, all were seriously injured." Nanami raised her fist, "and two are unconscious, their lives are in danger -"

The scene of Yijizhi's chest rising and falling violently reappeared in his mind again, and the blood under him almost formed a pool of blood.

"——They should all be your masterpieces."

boom!

A heavy punch landed on the bridge of Chongmen Chunta's nose, sending him flying backwards for several meters. An even more shrill howl followed.

Nanami walked slowly towards him, the sound of her leather shoes hitting the bluestone floor was crisp and sonorous, like the prelude to the Grim Reaper's scythe dragging the ground.

Shigemen Haruta was lying on the ground wailing, his body twisted and his legs kicking the ground hard.

Nanami lifted him up by his belt. His nose bone was shattered into pieces, purple and blue, and his front teeth were also broken.

The stripes under his eyes had completely disappeared by now.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry!" Chong Mianchuntai's face was covered in blood, and because of his missing front teeth, he spoke incoherently.

Boom!

Another punch.

"Yes... yes, I'm sorry--" His eyes were swollen, blue and red, and bulged into the size of walnuts.

Pass!

"I... won't be with them again—"

boom!

“Forgive me…”

Boom!

He didn't get to say the last word.

Nanami's cursed energy was so dense that it was unbelievable, and she gently threw down Shigemen Haruta's body.