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

Chapter 203 3 rounds of cuteness

Riko-chan, who used a very exaggerated style of writing, gave the highly imitated fake [Event Record] to Su Ze.

She also gave it a very appropriate name.

[Hundred Ghosts] probably doesn't just refer to the cursed spirits... it also secretly includes Su Ze and the others.

Chairman Su Ze put the fake record with beautiful handwriting into a folder and placed it in the corner of the top shelf of the bookcase.

In response to Miss Riko's little jokes and teasing, the three of them could only laugh awkwardly and try to cover it up.

Xia Youjie went back the next afternoon.

He drank, paid a visit to his mentor, visited old friends one by one...he even got drunk and acted crazy.

Hundreds of pine trees fell down in the back hills, which was probably the worst impact of the "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" incident.

In the name of the Tokyo Polytechnic High School Board, Masamichi Yaga filed a compensation lawsuit against former student and current social idler (freelancer) Geto Suguru.

Boss Xia, who already owns three cat cafe branches, was very generous and casually signed the claim contract that was obviously a bit of blackmail.

"Teacher, this tea is for you to drink." After signing his name, Boss Xia considerately took out the fine package of tea that he had prepared long ago and gently placed it on the desk.

After that, Chairman Su Ze saw more than once that Principal Ye Mo wanted to drink but was reluctant to drink, watched carefully and then quietly put it away. Then he pretended to be calm as if nothing had happened.

……

2017 12 Month 31 Day.

On the last day of this year, Su Ze took time out to go to Kyoto Technical High School.

As usual, he first had a brief conversation with Yoshinobu Leyanji.

"...Su Ze, the severity of the curse incidents in Kyoto in recent years is far worse than before." Le Yansi Jiashen sat on the sofa with a cane, his face still dark and smelly, and the overlapping wrinkles concealed the unnecessary emotions.

"If Kyoto is like this, Tokyo and other capital areas will only be worse—" His voice was hoarse and low, and a sharp gaze shot out from his deep eye sockets, "...In Kyoto alone, the number of cursed dangerous cases in the last quarter alone exceeded the total number of five years ago."

Su Ze, who was sitting on the sofa opposite, was calm and relaxed, drinking the good tea from Le Yan Temple leisurely, "Grandpa, your tea is really good - I wonder where it is produced?" His eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the tea in his hand with shining eyes.

"...Gyokuro tea from Shizuoka Prefecture. If Chairman Su likes it, just take a few packets with you when you leave." Yoshinobu Yakushi breathed a sigh of relief and gently closed his eyes to calm the irritability in his heart.

During the conversation, Principal Leyan Temple gave out several bags of the highest quality tea from the East.

"——That's great." Su Ze accepted it readily without hesitation.

"Every time Chairman Su comes, he takes something from me... Could it be that even the Chairman is being exploited in Tokyo?" Le Yansi Jiashen had a blank expression on his face, but he was actually half joking.

"Hey - old man, that's wrong!" Su Ze denied it flatly, "Although everyone in the logistics department and the fund group has worked overtime...but the salary is absolutely guaranteed."

He talked eloquently: "Old man, since you can notice those ordinary grassroots civil servants, you can naturally notice those regional towns and villages other than Tokyo, Osaka, and Kyoto--"

Su Ze looked at Le Yansi Jiashen with a pleasant expression and a smile.

The latter's chest rose and fell slightly, and he sighed again: "...I have learned from your teachings."

"Don't say that, old man. I need to ask you a lot of questions." Su Ze raised his hand gently, "We have long noticed the frequent occurrence of curses you mentioned... The only explanation is that it is the "big year" of the new generation of magicians; or there is something else brewing."

"Big Year" and "Small Year" are the terms used in Da Yan.

It's probably similar to the difference between the "harvest season" and the "disaster season".

The decades before Suze and others showed up, or before Jiujiu Yuki became a special grade, were considered "small years".

At that time, there was a lack of young sorcerers, and the top sorcerer was only the first-level one, Naohito Zenin.

Likewise, curse events are relatively rare, and "special grade cursed spirits" are even rarer.

And now, it is considered the "prime" state of the sorcerer, with five existing special-grade and reversal spells, plus many first-grade spells that have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

"...I will be on guard at all times here in Kyoto." Le Yansi nodded slowly.

"As for 'other things', I will also try my best to prevent them from happening." Su Ze also sighed.

The two stopped talking. Le Yansi waited quietly for Su Ze to finish the tea in the cup, then said to the outside of the door: "Sanlun, take Chairman Su Ze for a walk--"

"Hey, don't be impatient, I'll have another cup!" Su Ze quickly filled another cup of good tea, and then swallowed it down like a whale.

The movements were so smooth that they were almost done in one go.

"..."

Principal Le Yan Temple couldn't help but twitch his eyes as he watched his good tea being swallowed whole.

"Okay, Principal!" The girl with long straight blue hair responded and pushed the door open.

"Please, Mr. Su--" The girl in formal clothes had a serious expression, lowered her eyebrows, raised her hand and bowed.

Su Ze stood up, smiled and nodded in response.

The two of them staggered half a body length and slowly walked through the long and narrow corridor.

The girl leading the way turned her head slightly and glanced at Su Ze behind her.

Chairman Su, with his handsome features, was casually looking around.

The sun shone in from the window beside him, making his handsome eyebrows shine. But his eyes were soft and gentle like jade.

Miss Sanlun blinked, unable to conceal her admiration.

——No! She is a loyal fan of Gojo Satoru, and she will not change her feelings just because Gojo Satoru himself has not arrived!

Miss Sanlun shook her little head gently, and her long straight blue hair fluttered and swayed.

Su Ze noticed that his classmate Sanlun was secretly glancing at him, and his expression remained normal.

--but……

Miss Sanlun bit her lip and trembled slightly.

——Wow! It’s Su Ze! The living Su Ze!

——He is the top leader in the world of sorcery!!

——In the Kyoto sorcery circle, he is known as a farsighted strategist with "Thunderbolt Wrist"! !

Miss Sanlun's excitement was hard to conceal, and she kept tilting her head to secretly look at Chairman Su.

Then with a "bang", it hit the protruding beam heavily.

She squatted on the ground with her head covered, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes and she sobbed.

"Ms. Miwa Kasumi...right?"

Su Ze smiled helplessly and spoke, leaning over and extending a hand.

Miss Sanlun, who was covering the back of her head, didn't care about the pain for a moment. She looked at Su Ze blankly and subconsciously stretched out her hand.

Su Ze helped her up, and the white qi threads extended from his elbow to the back of her head, moisturizing the redness and swelling with tiny white dots.

"Nice to meet you." Su Ze let go of her hand and greeted her with a smile.

"Oh, oh!" Miss Miwa, who had just reacted, quickly bowed in return.