The brave Simmel wants to resign

"Let's report back first. How's the situation on your end?"

Yes! I'm sorry... Even though you warned me that someone might target Yigu-kun and the others, I still...

"Yes, it's okay."

Simmel switched to her [Mage] form from the cross wheel behind her, quickly using levitation magic with one hand to reinforce the shattered train, gradually repairing the broken passageway, while simultaneously gathering information about the situation.

"Just as expected, five in total?"

[Mr. Gojo went to Sendai immediately and is probably still fighting the enemy's curse master.]

Fighting?

(Has no one reported any intelligence from within the [tent]?)

Simmel scanned the vital signs of everyone on the train and confirmed that there were no problems.

(That...)

"I see."

Having formed a general understanding of Gojo Satoru's choice, the hero showed a somewhat gratified expression.

He is currently in a deep trunk tunnel 50 meters underground. He spent some time going back the way he came to find the shaft, and then immediately started running upwards at a 90-degree angle. Even so, he still had time to make a phone call with one hand.

whoosh whoosh whoosh ——————

Climbing vertically upwards at near-sonic speed... or rather, flying vertically into the sky on both legs...

With her physical body, Simmel's 'flight speed' is much faster than that of a mage.

"I can sense the curse power of Scale and Toudou over here in Shibuya. It seems there are some top-tier curse spirits on the surface. I'll take care of them quickly and then go meet up with Gojo Satoru."

With a quick stomp and a brief braking, Simmel managed to exchange a few words with Idichi on the other end of the phone.

Are you coming to Sendai?

"No, it's like a sledgehammer, a toad, a thief, a ghost!"

【...What do you mean?】

Hey.

boom!

He kicked open the seal on the elevator under maintenance.

Simmel has finally returned to the surface.

And at this moment, what appeared before him was...

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"What is that?!"

Beep beep beep————

The once bustling and noisy crossroads is now a living hell.

Traffic was paralyzed on the main road. Some vehicles collided head-on, while others went out of control and crashed directly into roadside lampposts and guardrails. Broken glass was scattered all over the ground, emitting wisps of white smoke.

The traffic lights at the intersection were still flashing futilely, but no pedestrians obeyed the rules anymore. People scattered in panic, screams, cries, and hurried footsteps mixed together.

It's just like a famous scene from a movie where zombies invade.

However, this time the invaders weren't zombies, but cursed spirits.

Bloated, twisted, and ugly.

The aliens wreaked havoc in every corner of the city, and under this stimulation, people who could not see the cursed spirits before were also stimulated to begin to be able to observe their existence.

That sweet fear, however, only excited the cursed spirit even more.

If it weren't for the sorcerer and assistant supervisor trying to control the situation and using several tents to divide Shibuya, things would probably have blown up by now.

The very existence of cursed spirits can influence the growth of negative emotions in humans, so both sorcerers and curse masters have conventionally kept most of their work hidden in the shadows.

However, the text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and phrases, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

The good news is that, thanks to Gojo Satoru sending all his fighting force to Shibuya, and with the cooperation of many jutsu organizations, the disaster was barely contained to a certain extent.

temporary.

"One...two...three...are there more than five special-grade curse spirits? But there aren't many that are close to the level of a real person, only two."

My current priority is...

"In short, I'll have to trouble you to make a few more trips to the supervisory side and try to minimize the impact of this matter on ordinary people."

【Why?】

After saying one last thing to Idi, Simmel disappeared from the spot.

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"Ta-da!"

A corner of the battlefield in Shibuya.

As always, Kinji taunted the cursed spirit with an arrogant posture, shaking his two fingers and sticking out his buttocks and twisting his waist.

"Hey, hey, hey, this party is way too big!"

They noticed another worm-shaped cursed spirit rushing towards a couple in the distance.

"Hey!"

The man immediately turned his head and sprinted forward. In a sudden moment, he leaped up, his outstretched arms touching the sign above his head, and he exerted force with his four fingers.

As it was being dismantled, the person was spinning in mid-air, and upon landing, it slammed the sign into the head of the cursed spirit at top speed, as if it were a cleaver.

*Pfft!* —! —

Blood splattered everywhere, and the young couple's screams stopped abruptly—they fainted.

However, Libra didn't care much about these civilians. He had just killed the cursed spirit and immediately grabbed the young couple by the collar, leading them towards the duplex clothing store behind them.

call out!--------

The two crashed through the glass and were thrown inside, and along with the sound of the glass shattering, there was a muffled thud as Cheng's flesh was pierced.

The water flowed through his heart from behind, causing him to pause for a moment before taking a few steps forward.

"Cut~"

Then, the body is repaired.

"Hey, hey, hey, even my last girlfriend wasn't this ruthless when it came to backstabbing!"

He turned his head and grinned maliciously.

That is, there is a clear [abnormality].

A humanoid cursed spirit with an octopus head, a black abdomen, and black wings extending from its hips.

[Special Grade Cursed Spirit: Tuogen]

A cursed spirit born from humanity's fear of the ocean.

One of the strongest cursed spirits in this Shibuya attack.

The opponent's existence far exceeded the capabilities of a regular sorcerer. Fortunately, the scales arrived and were able to keep the opponent occupied with their domain.

But that's all they did; they just kept bothering me.

Because the opponent had wings and was far more mobile than him, even though the scale was carrying an infinite amount of cursed power, and each of his punches could destroy a level one cursed spirit, he could not inflict a fatal wound on the powerful enemy in front of him.

"Humph~"

Humming a song, the super optimistic Libra is thinking of a solution.

So, what should we do?

But at the same time.

"scales."

——————！ ！ ！ ！

This voice is——

"Teacher Simmel!"

"ah."

Blue hair.

A white cloak fluttering in the wind.

Without anyone noticing, it cut into the battlefield like an alien object.

【！！！！】

It wasn't just the scales that were astonished.

The marine spirit that was originally confronting him also expressed strong horror at the same time.

(This person—is the one the real person and the water clock mentioned...that top-tier one!)

—We cannot fight them, Tuogen.

If you encounter this, run away as fast as you can!

The words of the water clock lingered in the heart of the cursed spirit.

As the 'immature' of the four calamities, Torgeng has always held absolute respect for the clepsydra and the flower arsenal. Under normal circumstances, he would probably obey orders as if by conditioned reflex.

but.....

"...Real person...Real person..."

A giant octopus head, with hot tears streaming down its face in what resembles an eyeball.

He sensed a sense of companionship in this man.

And it was this moment of hesitation—

The moment after the scale looked at Simmel, and Simmel smiled and greeted him.