The brave Simmel wants to resign

On the screen is a charred corpse, its limbs curled up and its skin cracked.

“There have been seven similar cases in the last three weeks.” Scale swiped the screen. “All of them involved spontaneous human combustion. The police couldn’t find the cause, but the higher-ups determined it was the work of a curse master.”

"Will the other party send photos proactively?"

“After each crime, the photos would be sent to a temporary email address. Tracing the IP addresses, they were all from public networks.” Cheng put away his phone. “The method was clean, but the purpose was unclear.”

The tram arrives at the station.

The two boarded the train, which was quite empty, and sat down facing each other.

"Nine years ago, Master Simmel joined the world of sorcery. His ability seems to allow him to track [spell power] to a certain extent. More importantly, he can materialize this result and pass it on to other sorcerers. Thanks to him, the efficiency of processing spell spirits has become much stronger."

"As long as you have basic common sense and follow the textbook, even a combatant like us can easily find the enemy."

Scale listed the next locations to be investigated, with clear logic and organization. Yi Gu almost doubted whether the person in front of him was the same Scale Kinji from before.

Afterwards, the tram arrived at the station. Without saying a word, Scale put his hands in his pockets and walked out, while Eku quickly followed.

From afternoon to evening, the two visited four places.

An abandoned cram school, a closed arcade, a shopping mall basement under construction, and an apartment building that had just caught fire.

At each location, the scale would verify the traces on-site.

The remnants of cursed power.

Traces of human activity.

Unfortunately, they were unable to find their target in the end.

It was completely dark.

"We haven't been able to find any clues."

"That's good. If you could find a curse master every time you went to their door, who could keep doing this? They'd be exhausted long ago—oh, except for Simmel and Gojo Satoru, those two have inexhaustible energy." Shoji said with a roguish air, "Listen carefully, Ottoko, what do you think is the situation that curse masters fear the most?"

"...Encountered a powerful enemy?"

"Idiot, it's because we encountered an 'unexpected' enemy, so our missions are always divided into [intelligence gathering], [target identification], and finally, the attack. Students, just focus on completing the first two parts."

"Is that so..."

Following behind the scale, Yi Gu didn't feel tired, but his attention was drawn to something else.

The scale reflects one's attitude towards oneself.

Yesterday, Libra was a bit annoying, but at least they were very interested in the Bone. But now... Libra's attitude is all business.

He lost interest in the sacrum.

That would be fine, but Yi Gu felt that he still had some thoughts he should convey to Libra.

Yi Gu opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"The last one."

The two arrived at their final destination.

It was an abandoned hotel.

Standing on the street corner, its massive size almost occupies half a block, the fifteen-story European-style building is draped in a faded, ornate exterior.

The warm, off-white color is adorned with intricate reliefs, and Roman-style columns support the eaves.

However, with the passage of time, its dilapidated state is now hard to conceal.

Half of the large floor-to-ceiling windows were shattered, and the curtains hanging down, moldy and dark brown, could be vaguely seen swaying weakly in the draft.

As for the label on his phone, "Closed hotel, said to be shut down last month for failing fire safety standards... Hey, I didn't know there were places like this. I'll bring my girlfriend here next time."

Did this guy inadvertently say something that can't be ignored?

Yi Gu really wanted to complain, but he held it in.

But at this very moment—

"scales."

Yi Gu was very familiar with that gentle voice.

And so do scales.

He froze almost immediately upon hearing it.

The sound grew closer and closer.

"Although I have no intention of interfering in the lives of young people, at least they should go to places with good hygiene and pay attention to safety."

A striking splash of light blue stands out against the backdrop of a college student dressed entirely in black. Libra and Bone turn around with different emotions to respond to the newcomer.

"Simmel..."

"Teacher Simmel!"

"Yes, hello."

Simmel greeted him with a smile.

"I'm here to assist you in the mission as your supervisor. Please feel free to guide me."

Chapter 82 The Water Clock: Solo Kill of a Special Grade, Record Available

Simmel's arrival came as a complete surprise to the two of them.

But thinking about it carefully—

"Ms. Simmel, you've been here since yesterday, haven't you?"

As soon as Scale said this, Bone suddenly turned his head, looking completely bewildered.

Hey?

Yeah?!

"Didn't you notice at all...? You can be really scary sometimes." Libra glanced sideways, unable to help but sigh again.

"Haha, you two have a great relationship."

Simmel said with a smile.

But as soon as he finished speaking, both Libra and Bone showed subtle expressions.

Scale made no attempt to hide its disgust, while Bone looked somewhat embarrassed.

It doesn't seem that good.

"...Yes, that can happen, but we should still try to get along well."

Simmel was helpless.

However, people need time to adjust to each other.

Back then, my relationship with Frillie wasn't that good at first, and as for Bone and Balance...

Although the two seem to get along quite badly, in fact, Simmel agrees with Gojo Satoru's point of view.

The two of them surprisingly got along well.

but......

"Yuta, come here for a second."

"Ah, yes."

Simmel rarely called people by name, and when he did, it was usually with the kind of affection a grandfather has for his grandson.

Yi Gu didn't notice this, or even if he did, he wouldn't feel offended and obediently walked over.

Snap, snap.

Simmel patted Sacrum's shoulder.

Based on the five points of enlightenment, Simmel knew that children of this age did not like to have their heads touched, so he changed it to their shoulders.

"You're the type of person who tends to keep things to yourself, but when you're with a Libra, don't overthink it, just speak up."

"...yes."

"And—don't worry. If we encounter any danger, we can just escape together."

"...Teacher, I'm more worried that when I try to escape, Senior Libra will kick me to the ground."

"Hahaha!"

Simmel laughed loudly without any restraint.

"Don't worry, with the enhancement of your magic power, you won't be slow either."

"So you want me to make the first move?! I thought you were going to say something comforting! Vocational high schools are so shady!"

"Hahaha, just kidding... You'll understand when the time comes," Simmel said with a laugh. "At the college, no one will abandon their comrades."

After saying this meaningfully, he took a half step back without waiting for Yi Gu's reaction.

"Alright—I'll set up the tent outside and wait for you to come out."

Simmel waved and smiled brightly.

Keep it up!

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The revolving glass door in the hotel lobby was half broken, with the remaining half hanging diagonally on the axis. The lobby was pitch black, with only streetlights shining through the broken window.

Yi Gu followed behind the scale, stepping over the broken glass scattered on the ground.

The hotel is small, and the elevator is slow. Once you get to the second floor, you see a narrow corridor with a red carpet on the floor. However, because it hasn't been cleaned for a long time, it has accumulated a lot of dust and smells bad.

Moreover, the yellow wallpaper, red carpet, and square yet incredibly narrow passageways always create a sense of oppression and subconsciously evoke fear.

boom!

Fortunately, Cheng raised his elbow to open a rotten wooden door to a guest room. The door collapsed to the ground with a thud, sending up a thick cloud of dust. The loud noise broke the terrifying atmosphere.