The white fox circled around the figure, with an anxious look on its face, but after only a moment, Maki Kamo turned into a white light and emerged from the figure.
When the person landed, his originally white gown was stained with blood, and his face did not look good.
The white fox was very nervous when he saw him disappear. When he came back, he was covered in wounds and looked pitiful. Instead, he thought of laughing, "It's incredible, you are not Master Maki Kamo who came back from another parallel universe." Bar."
Kamo Maki said with lingering fear: "It really made me meet Midori Rie."
White Fox: "Is she in the figure?"
Kamo Maki: "To be precise, it's in the parallel world belonging to Abe Seimei - in that world, Midorito Toshio is not a weirdo, but a real human being."
White Fox: "How did you get injured?"
Kamo Maki: "You know, I have been exploring how to use onmyoji to have the power of weird rules, so that our group will not become more and more marginalized. I thought that the meeting with Midori Rie It will be an opportunity. But it turns out that there are too many uncertainties in the power of weirdness. Even the green friend Rie, who is the creator of the parallel world, cannot do whatever he wants in a world where weird rules are strictly enforced."
White Fox: "So?"
Maki Kamo smiled bitterly: "She just brought me to witness this certainty."
As she spoke, she took out a piece of letter paper from her sleeve and started writing on it.
Bai Hu came to her side and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Letter to Writer,"
Kamo Maki said: "I am very reluctant to be involved in any incidents related to the Head-Headed Witch, but the writer has fully fulfilled my request - this is a huge and cumbersome ritual, and we must act as soon as possible."
After saying that, she lightly twisted her fingertips, white light flashed, and the letter turned into a paper bird, chirping happily, and soared into the sky.
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Toto, Nerima-ku, Writer's Apartment.
On the computer screen, a forum web page was opened.
In the message section of the web page, the mouse and someone's gaze rested on a netizen's comment——
[Who would have thought that a street writer who struggled and failed repeatedly, seemingly hopeless, could one day write such a great work! It must be the great Tolstoy and Shakespeare who gave him dreams in the middle of the night! 】
"It's obvious that I am highly talented!"
The writer, who was wearing an ID vest and browsing readers' praise for "Yin and Yang's Strange Love" on a forum, suddenly received a call from his friend Ye Ying who was far away in Lidu.
The phone rang for a long time, over and over again, and the writer simply changed the ringtone to vibrate.
Behind him, Midori Rie came over and wrote on the paper:
[Why don’t you answer the phone? It rang many times]
"I want to live a few more days,"
The writer glanced at his phone and said, "I wrote her and the answer in the new book, and changed the genders. If possible, Yeying would like to follow the phone line to Dongdu..."
As he spoke, he turned the screen of his phone to the back and turned it into silent mode completely, out of sight and out of mind.
Green friend Rie Hui then wrote:
[In that case, why do you have to do this? 】
"It was an emergency in those days,"
The writer covered his head, "The pressure of delivering the manuscript and the bestseller list is driving me crazy. I used a new character as the protagonist, and it took me a long time to find the feeling. As for Ye Ying and the answer, I am too familiar with her. The story of the two.
The moment I typed the words "answer" and "shadow" on the keyboard, the image of the character appeared on the paper. At that time, I had a hunch: This time I am really going to create a great work! "
Midori Rie: [They use it well]
Writer: "Don't let Ye Ying hear your complaints. She can't do anything to you, but she will definitely anger your boyfriend."
Midori Rie: [Can your situation be worse than now?]
Writer: "Yes, believe me, you don't know how scary it is for Ye Ying to be cornered."
At this time, a white light suddenly flashed outside the window. That fleeting swiftness made the writer think that dark clouds were coming and lightning flashed.
After being stunned, he discovered an extra envelope on the table. The envelope was written in elegant handwriting: Personally opened by Mr. Bajuan.
Open the envelope and the contents inside are:
[Mr. Hachimaki, first of all, congratulations on fulfilling the three requests I made - write a book about Onmyoji and make it on the bestseller list; ask Midori Rie to give me a figure; let Midori Rie come to the bamboo forest to meet you. I.
I will fulfill my promise to help those victims of the witch to escape the lock. Time is running out now, and we can't waste any second.
It is impossible for me to do things one by one for the victims and eliminate the resentment of those who have been let down. I mean, it's going to be a collective ceremony, and you need to bring all the victims together, in a spacious, safe, airtight place where they won't be disturbed - of course, that's your job.
I am responsible for setting up the magic circle and eliminating resentment. If everything goes well, I think we can get through this disaster smoothly. Yes, I'm talking about us. Because no one knows whether the witch will transfer her anger to every human being who hinders her from enforcing the rules. Fortunately, your girlfriend should be safe.
Finally, I would like to convey my gratitude to the green friend Rie Hui. She really loves you. We don’t know where such deep affection comes from, and we don’t know what kind of fruits human and weird love will eventually bear, but I will send you my most sincere blessings]
"Wife,"
Closing the book, the writer looked at Midori Rie in surprise, "How did you do it? You've obviously been in Toto."
Green friend Rie Hui smiled and wrote:
[Have you forgotten, my other identity is the Creator? There is nothing that creation cannot handle]
Writer: "Can the two of us have a child? Is there reproductive isolation between humans and monstrosities?"
Green friend Toshiro: [……]
"just kidding,"
The writer noticed that his girlfriend's expression turned grim, and he quickly stood up and walked to the balcony, "I'll call the living person and ask him to gather the victims together as soon as possible!"
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