Japan's Curse World

Bell smiled and patted her little sister's head.

"This is my younger sister, Shanna. She is young and doesn't know any better, so I hope Isayama-san won't mind."

Incidentally, because Shanna used relatively simple words, Isayama Yomi understood what Shanna meant.

"Oh, no. Your sister is so cute. She reminds me of my sister, Kagura."

When Yomi talks about her younger sister Kagura, Yomi eyes light up, and her whole demeanor changes.

"Oh? I didn't expect we'd find a kindred spirit. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Bell clasped his hands together and bowed to Isayama Yomi.

Yomi found it somewhat strange that the other party, a British Wizards, was bowing and greeting her like China Cultivator. However, she didn't know much about wizards, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

"I wonder if it's Isayama-san sister..."

"Bell!"

Elena interrupted Bell. She knew her son very well. If she hadn't spoken up, he might not even have dinner, let alone lunch!

Faced with her mother's stern gaze, Bell had no choice but to temporarily abandon her plans to communicate and learn from the other person. What a pity!

Led by Isayama Yomi, the group entered a restaurant that looked fairly decent.

After a brief introduction, Bell once again inquired about the situation in the Japan Curse World.

"Sister Yomi, you should still be in school, right?"

"Bell asked."

Incidentally, because the Bell family has four Menethil, Bell asked Yomi to address them by their names. Therefore, Yomi, in turn, asked Bell to address her by her names.

"Yes, I'm currently a third-year student at Katagiri Middle School High School."

"Katagiri Middle School?"

No matter how you look at it, Bell doesn't think this name sounds like a school for Onmyoji (a Japanese sorcerer).

"Yes, Katagiri Middle School is just an ordinary middle school. Apart from me, all the students there are ordinary people."

Clearly noticing Bell's confusion, Yomi explained with a smile.

However, after hearing Yomi's explanation, Bell was even more confused.

"Sister Yomi, didn't you go to an Onmyoji school to study?"

"In Japan, there are no schools specifically for Onmyoji to learn."

However, I've heard that, in order to address the increasing number of evil spirits and the shortage of Onmyoji, some families are discussing establishing an Onmyo School in Tokyo to improve the quality of education for underage Onmyoji.

"How do Onmyoji treat children among ordinary people who possess magical powers?"

Bell pressed on with more questions.

"If a child is highly gifted, they will usually be adopted by a large family."

If someone's talent is average, they are usually taken in as a disciple by wandering Onmyoji. Wandering Onmyoji refers to Onmyoji who do not have a family lineage.

Finally, children with less talent will be gathered together by government departments for unified training.

By the way, my biological parents were just ordinary people. They both tragically died in an attack by an evil spirit. Then my current father, Isayama Naraku, adopted me.

Yomi calmly recounted his turbulent experiences.

"Feel sorry."

Bell hadn't expected the other party to have such a complicated background. Even more unexpected was the lack of standardization in the lineage of Onmyoji.

By the way, it should be the 20th century now, right? Did he suddenly travel back 500 years?

"It's okay. That happened when I was very young. To be honest, I can't even remember what happened back then."

Moreover, my current father treats me very well, and I have a lovely younger sister, so I am very happy now.

Yomi smiled broadly. It seemed she had truly let go of her tragic past.

"It may sound cruel, but many children born into ordinary families who possess magical powers encounter similar situations. Evil spirits particularly like to attack these children with magical powers."

Feeling that the topic was somewhat heavy, Bell stopped trying to find out more information.

Anyway, there's still plenty of time; there will be plenty of opportunities to learn about things that interest me later.

After lunch, the Bell family unanimously decided to rest for the day and resume market research tomorrow.

So now, the Bell family is standing on the side of the road, looking completely bewildered.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so so sorry!"

Yomi, his face flushed, kept bowing as he explained.

"Because the Countermeasures Office only has one car, and it needs to deal with possible evil spirit incidents Tokyo, we simply can't spare one. We are truly sorry!"

"Uh, it's okay. And it's not your fault, Sister Yomi, you don't need to apologize."

While comforting Yomi, Bell inwardly grumbled about this organization called the Countermeasures Office.

Are they so poor that they can't even afford a car?

Besides, what era are we living in? Who still drives a car these days?

Menethil brand Flying Car, you deserve to own one!

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While Yomi was looking around for a taxi, Bell secretly used Legilimency to communicate with his father.

"Dad, which organization did you contact when you submitted your application?"

"Have no idea."

"..."

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Bell was speechless. How could they not know this? Could they be any more unreliable?!

Feeling uncomfortable under his son's gaze, William said somewhat angrily, "What could I do? I also contacted the Japan side through the Ministry of Magic. And there were three contacts in total, each time with different people, and the organizations they belonged to seemed to be different as well?"

Besides, I couldn't remember any of their Japan names at all! So in the end, they completely confused me.

You really don't know how big the world is until you come out!

Originally, Bell looked down on the Britain Ministry of Magic, thinking that there were hardly any decent people in it.

After visiting China and Japan, Bell discovered that the Ministry of Magic might actually be quite prestigious.

"By the way, Dad, does the Britain Ministry of Magic provide its employees with Flying Car?"

Bell suddenly realized this was a very serious problem. It seemed that he really lacked sufficient knowledge about information related to the Ministry of Magic.

"Arthur, as the head of the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office, has to run around on foot every day. What do you think?"

William rolled his eyes dismissively.

He remembered the last time Arthur Weasley went to the shops in Diagon Alley to look for him.

At that time, the other party seemed to have just Side-Along Apparition from somewhere, and in any case, he was covered in sweat and looked like he had a serious depletion of magic power.

Of course, the reason he remembered that incident wasn't because he felt schadenfreude over Arthur's misery. He wasn't that kind of person!

It's because that damn redhead actually suspects his shop contains Dark Magic Items, so he's coming to search it!?

Are you kidding me?! Is he that kind of person? Would he need to sell Dark Magic Items to make money?!

He is not!

He stopped selling Dark Magic Items a long time ago!