Man is in the moon, the dead apostle starts

"With so many things going on, it would be too cheap to kill you, but we can't let you go easily. How about the next curse? It's just a little stronger."

The smile on Cang Qi Qingzi's face became more and more intense, and then he continued, "From now on, as long as you step into this land again, you will become a Madagascar frog."

Accompanied by her words, the curse condensed into shape, and then engraved on Aozaki Orange's body.

"Wait, what kind of shoddy and vulgar technique is this...! There is a limit to tastelessness, okay! Are you really my sister!?"

"Ah, that's right, my artistic talent has been inherited by my sister, poor sister. If you want to blame it, blame yourself for being too talented, Cheng Zi."

An anguished voice that didn't know whether it was crying or laughing echoed over the abandoned amusement park.

"Well, isn't it just a curse spell, which can be untied easily."

Canozaki Chengzi supported her body with a wry smile, and walked on the ruins after the battle. Suddenly, she keenly noticed a cigarette slipping from her pocket.

"Isn't there another one?"

She picked up the cigarette, wiped the dust off it, drew runes representing flames, and lit the cigarette.

"call--"

The nicotine numbs the pain in her body, making her feel a little buoyant. The magnificent starry sky has long since disappeared, leaving only thin clouds and the pure white elf with a light dancing posture.

"It's snowing."

.........

"sleepy……"

Aoko Aozaki yawned big, his eyes were slightly squinted, his whole body was wobbly, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

"Hang on, go back to sleep."

"Well... But you are still the same guy, if possible, I really want to teach you a lesson to relieve your anger, you really..."

Qingzi's voice was vague, her eyes were full of maturity and charm that did not belong to her age, she was just like a copy of Canozaki Chengzi, and her personality was even worse.

"A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. We must convince people with reason."

"The devil will believe what you say."

Her voice became softer and softer, and finally she lost consciousness and slowly closed her eyes.

Mikael shook his head. If he can still control the star core, he doesn't mind teleporting back to the bungalow directly, but the previous control of the star core has caused a great burden on the soul, and now he is also at the end of his battle.

He stretched out his hand to support Aozaki Aoko, preventing her from falling to the ground, Kuenji Yuzu came up to meet them, and they couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief seeing that they were safe and sound.

"I kept you waiting, Youzhu."

"Well, how about oranges?"

Youzhu nodded lightly to Mikael, and then looked at the sleeping Aoko Aozaki in his arms.

"Let go, of course Qingzi cursed her before leaving."

"This is really a frustrating result. It is impossible to tell whether it is the victory of Qingzi or Chengzi."

Seemingly dissatisfied with the result, Kuonji Uju pouted.

"It should be said that there are winners and losers. If Ms. Orange wants to take revenge on the Aozaki family, then she has indeed won; if Aoko wants to use magic, then she has also won. Isn't this how battles between magicians are like? If you achieve your goal, you win."

Mikael subconsciously touched Kuonji Aizu's soft head, feeling the warm palm on top of his head, and Kuonji Aiju's body froze suddenly.

"Um--"

Aware of Kuonji Yuju's strangeness, Mikael withdrew his hand, "Sorry."

Kuonji Yuzu didn't say anything, but a seductive blush appeared on his face.

The two walked quietly, Mikael hugged Aozaki Aoko, neither on his back nor under his ribs, but in a way that put his hands in front of his body so that the other could sleep in his arms.

"So did you win?"

After a while, Kuonji Yuzu's words broke the silence between the two of them. She stroked the broken hair hanging from her ears, and asked in a nonchalant tone.

"Of course it is a victory, and it is a big victory."

"By the way, Mikael-kun, what did Aoko do when he cursed Chengzi?"

"Language has power, and naturally it can also cast a curse through language."

"I see. By the way, what kind of curse did Qingzi cast?"

"It is said that if you step into this city, you will be turned into a frog. Qingzi is really evil."

"Hey—Qingzi probably hasn't learned this advanced curse that deforms the body."

"So don't worry about the rebound of the curse. After all, the person who cast the curse has not yet learned to curse. According to Qingzi's learning progress, it will take at least ten years."

Kuonji Yuzu didn't seem to understand Mikael's words, if Aoko hadn't learned the curse yet, how did she put the curse on Chengzi.

"Maybe this is the wonder of magic. I have to say that Qingzi is quite heavy. Let's go back quickly. Lying on the soft sofa and drinking hot tea or something, it can't be better."

"Does Mikael-kun think Qingzi is heavy?"

Kuonji Yuzu tentatively threw this question to Mikael beside him.

"It can't be considered very heavy, it's about as heavy as a large basket and a half of apples."

Noticing Zhu's expectant gaze beside him, Mikael felt a little inexplicable, but he answered honestly.

"A big basket and a half of apples..."

Kuonji Youzhu recounted it thoughtfully, his height is much different from Qingzi, if according to Mikael's calculation method, he might be as heavy as a large basket of apples?

But why use apples as a unit of comparison!

"If you say that, it will be terrible if Qingzi hears it."

There was a sly smile on her lips, it was a mischievous tone that she would sue Qingzi later.

"You were spoiled by Qingzi, Youzhu."

"Well, maybe I was originally this character?"

"White and black? I understand, I understand."

"What is black and white?"

"A commendatory word to describe a person who is honest, kind, united and friendly."

"Lying is not a good habit."

Kuonji Yuzu turned his face away and quickened his pace.

"Okay, but today, Youzhu, it's really rare that you said so much. Could it be that there is something happy about it?"

He only heard Youzhu's cold snort coming along the night wind, and her footsteps became faster and faster, leaving Mikael far behind.

"So girls' minds are more complicated than magic. God knows what they are thinking."

Mikael chased forward while murmuring in his arms. The castle in the forest was waiting for the triumph of the brave. Although they were neither brave nor victorious in a sense, the result was a happy end after all. Don't pay attention to the little things that matter.