Chapter 1

After Feng Hayarin hung up the phone with her mother, she got off the car and followed the simple map given by the teacher during the home visit. She kept going along the mountain road, but she didn't see any buildings for more than ten minutes.

"Are we really still in Tokyo?" Looking at the environment of the deep mountains and old forests, Feng Hayarin fell into deep thought.

Could it be that she encountered an enrollment fraud? Is there really a so-called cradle of sorcerers here - Tokyo Metropolitan Sorcery Higher Vocational School?

If not, the other notice has not been torn up anyway, so it should be in time to turn back now, right?

"Is there really a school here?" A gentle voice suddenly sounded.

Feng Hayarin subconsciously turned sideways to look at the source of the sound and found that it was a black-haired boy.

Because the school started in April, the temperature was not very hot. The boy who spoke wore a simple shirt with a thin jacket. He was tall, with half-long hair tied into a bun, leaving only a poke of bangs on his forehead. With his slender and upturned eyebrows, he looked particularly unserious.

But strangely, when he squinted and smiled, he was very gentle and amiable.

Squinting eyes are all monsters.

Feng Zhailin directly pressed this evaluation for the other party in her heart.

She did not choose to go forward, but stood quietly in place, silently observing the black-haired boy.

The boy seemed a little surprised that he could meet a living person here. He was slightly stunned, but soon, his eyebrows curved, and he walked forward quickly, and his voice was as gentle as his personality: "Are you also a freshman in the technical high school?"

Feng Zhailin nodded, returned a polite smile, and glanced at the suitcase he was holding, and replied softly: "Hello, Feng Zhailin, a first-year freshman."

"My name is Xia Yujie, and I am also a first-year freshman." The boy named Xia Yujie curved his delicate eyebrows and said in a gentle tone: "Please give me more advice in the future."

It seems that her classmate is a guy with a very good personality.

"Please give me more advice." Feng Zhailin curved her eyes.

"Let me help you." Xia Yujie glanced at the small suitcase in the girl's hand, thought about his own suitcase, and was really surprised for a moment.

Is the girl's luggage so simple?

Feng Haya Rin was about to refuse, but suddenly she saw a cursed spirit that looked like a donkey with a split leg and cheating on its wife popping up behind the boy. She was a little curious and handed over the luggage in her hand.

Feng Haya Rin: "Summoner? Pokémon trainer?"

Forgive the association of a two-dimensional girl, after all, this ability can easily trigger similar fantasies.

Xia Yujie handed the suitcase to the cursed spirit. After hearing the girl's words, he touched his nose a little embarrassedly and explained: "Almost, I can control the cursed spirit." "You

are really a Pokémon trainer, right?" Feng Haya Rin's eyes flashed with interest, and he looked up and down at the boy, full of curiosity: "Then where is your Poké Ball?"

This guy doesn't seem to have a device similar to the Poké Ball, so where did the cursed spirit come from?

"..." Xia Yujie didn't expect that the first problem he faced in entering the world of curses was how to explain to his peers that he was not a Pokémon trainer. He thought for a moment and said: "I don't have a Poké Ball. I tame first and then summon."

So, it's still better to label yourself as a trainer, right?

Feng Haya Rin tilted her head slightly and asked with interest: "Is there an upper limit?"

Seeing the boy shaking his head, she curved her snow-blue eyes and sighed: "That's really an amazing ability."

A rare cursed spirit operator, with unlimited taming and summoning techniques, her classmate is really amazing. I wonder if there will be a chance to cooperate in the future?

The girl's serious tone and admiring expression made Xia Yujie's cheeks slightly red.

This was the first time he was praised for his curses, and it was also the first time he met someone of the same age.

"I collected a lot of cursed spirits." His tone was a little excited, like a child showing off his toys.

The boy's gentle voice told his new classmate how he met a curse master on the way to collect and pay cursed spirits, and finally chose to come to the high school.

Feng Haya Rin sighed with admiration: "Xia Yu-kun is really amazing."

A curse master from an ordinary family, and a rare cursed spirit operator, without any experience, he has already subdued a large number of cursed spirits. Anyone would have to praise him as a genius.

To be honest.

Even those sorcery families who acted like idiots in the Chamber of Commerce every day probably couldn't find a few sorcerers who could compete with the boy.

The two walked on the deep and shallow green forest paths, chatting casually.

The topic gradually expanded from the initial sorcery to popular games and popular comics. They unexpectedly found that they were very compatible, and their attitudes quickly became familiar, and their feelings developed rapidly.

Fortunately, the teacher who looked like a Yamaguchi-gumi was not lying. There must be a school deep in the forest.

Feng Haya Rin looked at the seemingly endless stone steps, tiptoed, covered her forehead with her hands and looked into the distance, barely able to catch a trace of the torii.

Xia Yujie looked up along the steps, and he could see a little more house building than the torii. When he noticed the girl's tiptoeing next to him, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly.

"It's so high." Feng Haya Rin whispered softly.

As a person who wishes she could grow up in a laboratory every day, she doesn't like sports very much.

Xia Yujie said considerately: "Or I can let the cursed spirit carry you up."

Feng Haya Rin glanced at the cursed spirit carrying a suitcase and a luggage, and sighed slightly.

She is actually a bit obsessed with looks.

"Would you like to try my broom?" She took a few steps forward to take down her suitcase, and said with a smile: "My technique."

Xia Yujie realized belatedly that he seemed to have no idea what the technique of the same period was until now.

"Witch?" Xia Yujie looked at the broom taken out of the box and subconsciously asked: "Is there a black cat?"

Very good, another two-dimensional.

Feng Haya Rin was amused and replied happily: "Yes, but it's a white cat."

Mom must be looking for a cat at home now, but she has already taken the initiative to smuggle Doraemon over, and now even if mom disagrees, it won't work.

As for whether the school teacher agrees or not, this is not within her consideration.

"Flying broom~" Feng Hayarin's eyes curved, with a little boast in her tone: "It's the latest model after modification~" She

went to an ordinary school before. Although her classmates played tennis like in a fantasy movie, they were still all ordinary people. The profiteers were the guys who only had money in their eyes. When they saw the broom, they wanted to study the flying skateboard or the so-called flying sword, resulting in her having no place to show off her newly modified fully automatic broom.

Xia Youjie's small eyes widened a little, expressing his surprise.

Feng Hayarin was very pleased, raised her head and said happily: "It has the latest automatic navigation, and it can automatically find the way to places on Google Maps."

This is a great blessing for lost aliens.

Xia Youjie felt impressive, and his dark purple eyes curved, "It's amazing."

Feng Haya Rin was even more proud. If there was a tail behind her, she would definitely be very proud at this moment.

"Give me your luggage." She patted the boy's shoulder.

The boy didn't know what she was going to do, but out of trust in his companion, he handed the luggage over without hesitation.

Then, the girl stuffed the half-person-high suitcase into her small suitcase.

Xia Yujie: "Is there a space inside?"

This is something that many middle school boys have imagined. It would be so cool to have a portable space.

Feng Haya Rin nodded with satisfaction, pressed the buckle of the suitcase, and then handed it to the cursed spirit, "Yes, I don't need to worry about luggage when I travel in the future."

Xia Yujie's eyes lit up and asked curiously: "Can people go in too?"

"Yes." Feng Haya Rin raised her hand, and the broom was suspended in the air horizontally. She sat on it and waved to Xia Yujie: "Come on." Xia Yujie

withdrew his attention from the space box and sat on the broom like the girl.

His slender legs were slightly bent, revealing a hint of unnatural restraint.

This sudden feeling of being suspended in the air made him want to grab something. After observing for a while, he finally grabbed the hem of the girl's shirt carefully and restrainedly.

"Wow~" Feng Hayarin only understood the feelings of those yellow-haired people who rode ghost fire to bring their sisters in the past. After an excited Wuhu, he quickly rose into the air, and the broom drew a beautiful little tail in the air.

Xia Youjie quickly adapted to the feeling of flying. His eyes swept across the scenery below that was shrunk into blocks of color due to the height. He smiled and said, "I want to catch a flying cursed spirit."

First, it is convenient to travel, and second, this feeling is very free and easy.

"Then it should be more handsome, catch a dragon!" Feng Hayarin suggested with interest: "I remember there is a legend of evil dragons in Japan."

Cursed spirits are born from human fear, and those terrifying legends are more likely to create corresponding cursed spirits.

For example, she curiously studied a certain Sadako, and the special videotape was still in her house. Unfortunately, that Sadako was unplugging the power supply of the TV, and she fell into the water and electricity, and there was a terrible crisis of shaving. In the end, she could not bear the humiliation and died in the mouth of Lihuo.

It is a magical creature that ordinary people cannot see, but it is full of malice towards humans and cannot be dealt with by ordinary means.

In order to better expand the business of the Chamber of Commerce and satisfy her curiosity, she chose to come to this mysterious world to find out.

Boys don't like such majestic creatures.

There is a trace of desire in the eyes of Geto Suguru, but he still said modestly: "If I meet one, I will try my best."

Feng Hayarin: "I will help."

The Pokémon Master with no upper limit, this has to be cared for more.

The girl's voice dissipated against the wind, and the boy couldn't help but chuckled with his lips bent, and his originally uneasy heart slowly fell.

His classmates are unexpectedly easy to get along with and very interesting.

As an ordinary magician who was not born in a magic ritual, his understanding of this world is limited to the shallow knowledge that the recruiting teacher said before.

It is exciting to step into a new world, and I am eager to meet a group of people like myself, but at the same time I can't help but worry whether my classmates will be a group of difficult weirdos, or have some strange contempt chain.