Chapter 4 I'm Joan of Arc—
Yes, it's just seeking asylum...
Compared with the indigenous people in the Demon Forbidden World, Joan of Arc knows the dangers of this world better than them.
Especially inside the Academy City, the creator of this city, Aresta Crowley, used a surveillance tool known as the air stagnant loop to observe every corner of the Academy City.
Joan of Arc knew that she had appeared in the school city for no reason, and probably had attracted Aresta's attention, but the other party had not yet reacted.
If it was seeking asylum, Joan of Arc originally thought that the church organization under magic test would be a good choice. After all, the identity of Joan of Arc was placed on it, but for some reason... Joan of Arc always felt that the side of Aresta was more reliable.
"Well~ Forget it, let's go to him for negotiation tomorrow."
Joan of Arc no longer thought about this, but just stretched his body, then stood up from the bathtub, and a pure white light flashed from her body. Then Joan of Arc picked up a bathrobe from the wall on the other side of the bathroom to wrap her slim and orderly figure and walked out of the bathroom.
"Oh, the magic attribute is extremely low. You can even use magic to bathe your body with just one magic power."
Joan of Arc couldn't help but sigh at her total magic power. She had been depressed several times because of this.
Having said that, it has been a while since Kazuo Toma left...
Just as Joan of Arc was wondering whether Ma was having another unfortunate thing on the road, a knock came from outside the door...
"Bangbangbangbangbang--!"
"Finally... it's so easy to wait. I didn't open the door by myself, I'm afraid I'd throw it away again."
Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment. She thought that someone she knew from Katsujo Toma came to visit, but when she remembered the weather outside and compared with Katsujo Toma's misfortune, she already knew about what was going on.
"Huh-huh-huh-given! The clothes you want..." As soon as Joan of Arc opened the door, a burst of rapid gasps came. She saw Madama lying outside the door, holding up the bag containing the clothes with her left hand and handed it to Joan of Arc.
Joan of Arc, who was in the door, did not take it in time because she happened to see the spell on the left hand of Kamijo Toma...
‘The curse of the order, it turns out to be like this…’ Joan of Arc murmured in his heart, and at the same time made a decision to never tell the way of using the curse of the Mahjong and the function of the curse of the Shangjoo. Otherwise, with his luck, the three curse of the curse would be tricked away by the unfortunate physique in less than one day.
"Thank you so hard..." Joan of Arc said softly to Katsujo Toma.
After saying that, before Shangyoudangma raised her head, she directly pulled the bag containing her clothes and quickly closed the door...
After doing this set of actions, Joan of Arc always felt something was wrong, and then...
‘Huh—? I just seemed to have left the owner of this house outside…’
Just as Joan of Arc came to his senses, a cry came from outside the door...
"You inexplicable woman, open the door quickly!"
"Tsk, it's really troublesome..."
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In the dormitory of Kamijo Toma...
Joan of Arc kept turning around in front of the mirror, and his original bathrobe was also changed to the clothes that Kamijo Toma bought for him, a very ordinary light white dress.
Although it is ordinary, if you compare the economic situation of Shangjoo Toma, this is almost all his property available in the near future.
Being able to do this for an irrelevant person, this kind of morality makes Masa get a great impression in Joan of Arc's mind.
"Hey-what am I doing! For a suspicious woman, I actually...ah, it seems that I have to go to Teacher Xiao Meng's house for a meal again recently..." Kamijoo Dama said with her head shook and gave in.
When you see someone in trouble, you will help. This kind of thing that ordinary people cannot understand is natural in Kazuo Toma's heart.
It is precisely because of this habit that Katsujo Toma's life has always been difficult, and coupled with his natural misfortune, those who know and are familiar with him will feel like "You are still alive."
...
"Speaking of this, my name is Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc Dark... As you can see, the French."
Joan of Arc suddenly came to his senses and remembered that she had never told anything related to her to Katsujo Toma, so he briefly introduced himself.
"France...ah, that...I didn't see it at all, but it's so amazing... By the way, why does this name sound familiar?"
Kamijo Toma suddenly scratched her head awkwardly. As a foreign language learning ability is almost negative, she is very glad that Joan of Arc was talking in the language he was familiar with.
Compared to the situation where Shangjoo was doomed, Joan of Arc was a little more embarrassed than him at this time.
Logically speaking, Joan of Arc has already issued his full name, and normal people can associate the name of a saint, but because of the poor academic nature of the Shangjoo Toma and the seldom exposed to this aspect, they cannot recognize it, but they can feel a little familiar because they have heard of the name.
"Familiar? I'm quite famous, and in every aspect... that's true." Joan of Arc said, taking out a roll of white cloth from the drawer in the table.
"Alas?" Kamijo Toma suddenly became interested and completely forgot about the fact that he was voluntarily (forced) not long ago.
"Uh... forget it, just pretend I didn't say it." Seeing Kamijo Tomo's reaction, Joan of Arc immediately remembered her current identity. As a hero, she no longer belongs to this era. If someone recognizes it, it would be fine if the other party doesn't believe it. Once it is convinced, it will cause unnecessary trouble.
While vetoing, Joan of Arc walked to Kamijo Toma and grabbed his left hand under the eyes of the latter...
"You, you, you..." Kurajoo Dama subconsciously shrank his hand, but found that no matter how hard he used, he could not break free. In the end, he could only look at Joan of Arc in fear, with a hint of expectation in his eyes from time to time... expectation?
"Don't think too much. If you don't want your already unfortunate life to get worse, just give me a quiet moment!"
As a heroic spirit, Joan of Arc, who senses far more than ordinary people, naturally noticed Kamijo Tatsuma's eyes, and just gently held the latter's wrist to warn.
Then, Joan of Arc turned the left hand of Shangyou Dangma, facing upwards, and suddenly... a spell composed of three dark red lines was presented in Shangyou Dangma's eyes.
“…When did this…be stained?”
As a scientific side, Kamijo Toma does not understand the curse on his left hand, but just thinks that he doesn't know when the dye will be dyed.
Regular dyes...
"Yeah, it's dyed..."
Joan of Arc did not correct it. It was impossible for Kamijo to explain this kind of magical side to understand. When the other party comes into contact with the magical side, it will be simple to explain.
In this way, Shangjoo Dangma was warned in a daze that he would wrap his left hand around when he went out, and explained that it would be cured if he was injured.
After all... this reason is very consistent with the unfortunate situation of Kamijo Toma.
Chapter completed!