[Spell Return] Curse

6

Originally, Xia Youjie wanted to leave just like that.

But it didn't work.

After all, if Wujou turned around and left without saying anything, he would definitely go crazy with anger. Up to now, he still has a little idea of ​​his own position in Gojo Wujo's heart.

Whether he betrayed Gaozhuan or gave up human beings, it was his own choice and had nothing to do with Wu.

These boring things are not worth his troubles.

So Xia Youjie went to Shinjuku.

Jiarui and Mingming often come to Shinjuku to hang out, and upon hearing the news of his defection, Wu should return to the high school, and he can't escape in a short time, enough for him to say a few crazy words to anyone and then leave calmly.

If you are unlucky and meet Wu who is looking for someone instead...

There's nothing wrong with being killed by him.

Xia Youjie thought so.

When encountering Nitro, it's hard to say what's in the mind of the mantra spiritist, is it luck?But also a little lost.As he expected, Nitro had no intention of fighting him at all, and immediately called Wu.

But even if you are enlightened...

When he didn't walk a few steps but found someone appeared in the middle of the road very abruptly, Xia Youjie almost laughed out loud, "You are really there, Wujo Wu, what else in this world can't you do?

But even so, Xia Youjie can tell that the silver-haired conjurer is not easy to do this. Not only does he not wear glasses, his breathing is also slightly disordered, and the power of the spell fluctuates violently. If he is sure that he can use it as soon as possible It's time to show it off, but since I haven't seen it before, it means that the teleportation or something may be something that Wutiao just came up with in a hurry.

It is not impossible to lose half of the life of completely unproven deduction skills by using them without permission. They have already learned this kind of thing fully in the first year of high school.

Even if you master the inversion technique, if the brain or heart is injured, you will probably die, Satoru.

Why use it just to chase after him?

"Explain to me, Jay."

The silver-haired conjurer stood there, looking at him with depressing and angry eyes.It's like a wild beast that suddenly discovered that its valuable possessions disappeared. When it thought someone stole it, it saw that the thing had grown arms and legs and left by itself.

It circled around expecting to keep the precious thing. It was so powerful that it could do whatever it wanted, but at this moment it realized that the only thing it hadn't learned was how to keep it.

The words that the two argued were as vague and noisy as the language of the monkeys.

"You are so arrogant."

He really is a hopeless rotten person.

Xia Youjie watched Wu showing a hurt expression for the first time, and was surprised by his inner peace. He knew the weight of his words to Wu, and knew that probably only he could do such a thing.

I thought the only thing I couldn't do was hurt Satoru.

However, the depravity of man has never ceased.

As soon as the first sentence was spoken, the following words became easier, but even though Wu raised his hand to him, Xia Youjie unexpectedly didn't feel scared or apprehensive.

"Kill if you want, your choice is meaningful."

So don't worry about me so much.

You just have to look down at the world freely and keep going, whether you decide to walk with humans or abandon them for the darkness that hides in the night.

There is no problem.

Go do what you want to do.

I'm so sorry, Natsuna, I'm probably the worst person for Satoru.

You really shouldn't choose mine.

Gojo Satoru never really made a move. In the back of the mantra, he vaguely saw the palm of the other party that had never been stretched out. The silver-haired conjurer had a hunch that even if Jie was left here, things would not matter Nothing will change.

Only those who are ready to be rescued by others can be saved.

And Xia Youjie doesn't need anyone's rescue.

The warm color in the depths of the pupils of those eyes, which were masked with evil intentions and a little pride, has at some point left only a dark abyss.

"Even you let him run away." This is the only feeling that Nitrogen had when he saw Wu who had returned alone.The silver-haired conjurer quietly glanced at his only remaining period, neither rebutting as usual nor making any excuses, just threw himself into the chair.

"Here." Jiaru delivered the final blow to this large animal that seemed to be drenched by the sudden rainstorm.

"...what the hell?"

"The report of this mission?" She said, "We used to ask Jie to write the report for both of us, but now you have to write it yourself. Let me tell you first, I will not help you." After all Her own share was also a headache.

The two writers looked up to the sky and sighed together.

"Damn! I should let him finish writing before leaving!!"

"Stop talking in your sleep."

After being silent for a while, Wujo took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, "Help me see it." He said, "I'm not familiar with medicines, what does this thing cure? Just reading the instructions and ingredient list doesn't make it clear. come out."

Nitro took it over and took a look.

"It's not easy to be sure about this bottle alone. Although there is a high probability that it is an antidepressant drug, it is very mild and is often used in other places..."

"...Others are nutrients and the like."

"Then it should be anorexia? Nervous or psychogenic." Nitro said uncertainly, "I don't have a medical certificate, and I can't see the patient. I can't guarantee it. It might be malnutrition or something. I can tell Ask who is eating?"

At that moment, Satoru's expression was terrifying.

Nitro suddenly lost the desire to ask.

It turned out that there were signs of everything, but no one noticed.

When Gojo Satoru came to him and asked himself that he wanted to adopt a child but he didn’t have time to take care of it, so could he throw it to the high school, Noctua refused, “The minimum entry age for the preparatory department is 12 years old, we are not a nursery school and we don’t have any primary school."

"Even if he is a little ghost from the Buddhist monastery?"

At that moment, Night Moth doubted his ears for a second.

"Has the Zenyuan family fought against the Wutiao family?" He still knows a little about the relationship between the Yusan family. Judging from the bad attitude of these two families, it is not surprising that they will start a war someday. "Then you went to steal other people's children?"

"How is that possible." He said, "It's the son of Shi'er in the Buddhist monastery, the kind you can buy with money."

"I don't think the Chanyuan family will be willing to sell it to you." Noctua said indifferently.

"But will it be sold to Gaozhuan? I remember that his family still has a lot of magic tools left in Gaozhuan?" When talking about those magic tools, Wujo's eyes were quite cold. "It's been urging us to pay it back."

"...It's you and Jie's spoils." When mentioning a certain name, Noctua hesitated for a moment, because at that time, Wu was very mean-spirited and said that whoever picked it up would get it, and Xia Youjie was in this kind of matter. He was always more pampered, so this batch of extremely valuable incantations has been stranded in the high school, causing the Chanyuan family to protest to the high-level several times.

"I'll pay for it," he said. "Heirs are worth more than spell tools."

"I don't know how talented I am, and I remember that the monastery Shier is bound by heaven and curse, and has no magic power at all, right?"

Wujo showed a rather disgusted expression, "It's definitely not that bad." He said, "After all, he and his father were printed in the same mold. Anyway, the guy who almost killed me, do you really think that guy Weak?"

"Okay, I'll come forward." The night moth who became the principal sighed a long time, "...The Wutiao family came to ask me again when you went back."

"Have you not given up yet?"

"After all, you are going to graduate soon." Ye Mozhengdao said, "It's not impossible to stay in the college, anyway, we are very short of people."

"Let's say it first, I'm not an expatriate magician, okay?"

The hard-working head teacher frowned deeply, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Well, I want to be a teacher."

He skipped class for three years, and although he graduated with high marks, he had no common sense, so the guy who gave him a textbook for the first year of high school might not have read half of the content said so.

"I won't let you harm the students." The headmaster who almost had the words "Misunderstanding children" written on his face replied like this.

"I will make up for the parts that need to be made up. I can also write a special paper for the exam. If you pass it, you will agree, right?"

"... If you don't mind, can you tell me the reason?" Enlightenment is a guy who hates trouble very much. When traveling alone, he also tries to choose the kind of task that can be solved violently. I really don't understand why he would have a whim, Especially when it comes to taking care of children, which is troublesome to death.

"I'm strong," he said, "but it doesn't matter if I'm strong alone."

"What I want to do needs a partner, a partner who is smart enough and strong enough."

"By the way, I have also thought about the heir, but I don't want to get married."

"So I can only become a teacher."

"The disciple you decided on won't be..."

"Well, Zenyuan Shier sold his son to me before he died." He said with a smile, "He really is determined to take revenge on the Zenyuan family."

For some reason, Noctua felt deep sympathy for the child whose name and appearance were not yet known. Not only did he have a bad enough father, but he was forcibly booked a worse teacher and master.

Pray he doesn't despair of life prematurely.

Kong Shiyu glanced at the conjurer standing in front of him. Although he was indeed running fast at the beginning, he still underestimated the extent to which some conjurers who gave up their principles could do it.

Being dragged from a plane about to start is not a fond memory.

"How?" The mantra spiritualist who had changed his clothes showed his adopted daughters the exquisite cassock on his body, which seemed to be a collection of a certain member's house, and it was an antique.

"It's very suitable for Mrs. Xia You!" The two children, who probably would have clapped their hands at the other end, praised with bright eyes.

"Oh, when I knew there was such a cassock, I wanted to wear it." He said with a smile, "But I was afraid that someone would get angry, so I never dared to do it."

So why dare now?The former criminal police complained from the bottom of his heart, but unfortunately the two children next to him didn't understand his unrelated thoughts. "Master Xia You can do whatever he wants." "Yes, very handsome."

"Haha, thank you Mimiko and Nanako."

"...So you are a Buddhist?" He finally couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"Huh? I was surprised that you would say that." Xia Youjie glanced at the former detective, "You are also a person with magic power."

No conjurer has faith.

In other words, none of the conjurers would ask gods to worship Buddha, because they clearly know that it is meaningless. Curses and evil spirits are truly walking in the world, only the gods have never been shown.

Then, we can only think that there is no God at all.

"I think there are probably gods in the world." However, the conjurer said, "Otherwise, how could there be miracles falling to the earth?"

"But the god is not interested in monkeys or conjurers," he said, "so he just watches us laugh, and occasionally throws something down as he pleases."

"If you pray with all your strength, you may indeed be able to reach God, but unfortunately, that's not something I would do."

"I am the type to give the middle finger to God." The Curser laughed, "Look at when He is going to cast down the curse on me."

So wearing this dress is to hope that God will not hit the wrong person when the thunder strikes?

Kong Shiyu looked at his new boss indifferently, like a jester, jumping onto the stage that was already prepared like a fool, and then fluently spoke out all kinds of problems that a tyrant would have.

The future is really hopeless.

I always feel that I will need to change jobs soon.

And then this guy lived for ten years smoothly.

Occasionally when looking at the calendar, Kong Shiyu often wonders whether it is his vision that is wrong, or something wrong with the world, because no matter how you look at it, Xia Youjie behaves like the kind of low-level people who can't live for two or three years□ Hierarch, correct me, an ordinary xxx hierarch is probably a little more normal than him.

The hunting team that Gao Zhuan should have sent out has never been seen, although this guy can run very well is also the reason.

But I have never been here, no matter how I think about it, it is wrong! ! !

It is impossible to go undercover. The number of human beings who died at Xia Youjie's hands has definitely exceeded three digits. Even Kong Shiyu thinks it may already have four digits.

But he didn't kill the conjurer.

Not a single one, and even kept expelling the curses brought by the believers, the kind that cost nothing, if he was not too cruel, the subordinates would even suspect that this guy might be an ally of Gaozhuan.

Today, the leader, who was also reasonably suspected by his subordinates whether there was someone in the high school, happily assigned the former criminal policeman a task.

"A new student has come to the high school?" He said, "But he is not the point, the magic spirit he holds is."

Pray for Lixiang.

Although it is a super magic spirit.

"I'm just a little girl whose parents died and was adopted by grandma. And she died a long time ago. Her family's lineage is also very common. She has nothing to do with magicians."

Regarding the investigation data of Kimoto Rika, after Otoko Yuta was taken to the high school, they quickly started to obtain it, and the content should be almost the same as the information obtained by the high school.

After all, their boss' hobby is collecting spell spirits.

"I've seen that special-level curse spirit with my own eyes." He said, "That's not an ordinary special-level."

"If her father is dead, then she should be just an ordinary little girl." The leader said, "But there is no corpse, is there?"

"Go find it."

Things like corpses have special meaning to conjurers.

So they went.

However, intelligence collection is really a slow job and it is difficult to see immediate results. When they were working hard, the leader, who often had whims, had already made up his mind in advance to snatch the curse spirit, and took the initiative to confront the high school.

Probably because Kimoto Rika is really too special.

Mimiko and Nanako, who are Xia Youjie's adopted daughters, heard their adoptive father's evaluation of 'her', "There is also a gap between super-class and super-class, for example, although Gojo Satoru and I are the only four super-class conjurers in the world , but the combination of me and the other three may not necessarily be Wutiao's opponent."

"And Qiben Lixiang is the 'Wujo Wu' among the curse spirits."

"Master Xia You, is Wujo Wu an adjective?"

"Hahahaha, only I can say that. If you want to say that, remember to hide in a place where you won't be found, okay? Because that guy Wu has a bad temper." He sighed, "Even if the opponent Even women and children can be beaten."

What kind of scum is this?

The two little girls were a little suspicious immediately.

"Isn't he your best friend?"

"Well, it used to be," said the Psionicist, "but we had a fight."

Then, he leaves enlightenment.

"Okay, it's almost time, family members, let's give Gaozhuan a perfect Christmas Eve surprise." Xia Youjie clapped his hands, and brought those conjurers who had gathered around him because of similar wishes They set foot on the battlefield called Hyakki Night Walk.

In fact, he had thought about the possibility of failure.

After all, such things happen often, but Xia Youjie didn't expect that he would lose so badly.

So when he saw Wu holding his broken arm, the mantra spirit was not surprised.

Rather, he came quite late.

After struggling for half an hour in vain, it is not easy to move with a seriously injured body.

"Because I believe in you."

When hearing this sentence from Wu Tiao Wu's mouth, Xia Youjie couldn't stop himself from wanting to laugh no matter what, "...do you still trust me?"

But he really didn't kill any magician, not even Yi Gu, he didn't intend to hurt him, he just wanted to take away the boy's spell spirit.

The six-eyed conjurer looked at him with calm and firm eyes.

Unwavering.

Oh, being a teacher is indeed a training, I really didn't expect to see this kind of expression on Wu's face.

Xia Youjie already knew everything, such as why there is no high-level pursuer. After all, Wu Tiao is the only one who can hunt him down, but he and Wu are the strongest, so as long as Wu Tiao doesn't make a move, no one can do anything to him Sample.

But now, he is no longer the only conjurer next to Wujo.

Otoko Yuta, who can kill him, appears.

Although he has grown a bit, Wu is still Wu, the real him is still the beast, and Xia Youjie, to the six-eyed magician, is his best friend and important thing.

Even if he left by himself, this matter has not changed.

Gojo Satoru would not allow anyone other than himself to kill Xia Youjie.

So, now, ten years later, here he is.

"Any last words?"

The six-eyed conjurer said so.

Xia Youjie casually said some words that could be prevaricated. Before he died, it's better not to say any more exaggerated things, even for a rotten person like him...

"Jie." He heard Satoru say, "A world without curses, I will let it be born."

Even if it is such a ridiculous wish.

But I'll still do it for you, just not in your crappy way.

Xia Youjie could only smile wryly.

"Are you going to say something cursing?"

In that case, wouldn't he just die in peace?

Then, leave you alone in this world.

When Nanako and Mimiko realized that it was the arrival of that person, even holding hands, they couldn't help trembling their calves and gritted their teeth, because the other person's aura was too terrifying.

Every second he looked over seemed to crush them on the spot.

But the two girls still didn't flinch, and even held back tears in their eyes, not letting them fall, just because of the remains held in each other's arms.

"...Jie taught you how to deal with the dead body of a magician, right?"

They bit their lips and nodded obediently.

It is most appropriate to burn the fire into ashes and throw them into the sea or the forest. It is best not to leave any of them, because there are many special spells that require remains as a medium, and even many spell tools require remains as materials.

The more powerful the magicians were during their lifetime, the more conspicuous their corpses will be.

"Although I want to deal with it myself, you are his adopted daughters. Jie will be angry if you take away the right to see you off." He looked at the two girls with extremely cold eyes, "will it be done?"

Although I really want to say that this power belongs to us, why do you have the expression that we have stolen something important.

But at the moment they can only nod.

"If," he said, "if let me know you didn't let Jay rest in peace."

"Even if you are his important adopted daughter, I will kill you as well."

"After all, I'm not as gentle as Jie. I can kill both magicians and ordinary people."

Nanako and Mimiko fell to their knees softly after he carefully placed the body wrapped in a high-clothed body on the ground in front of the sisters, and then disappeared abruptly.

They flung themselves on the remains of their adoptive father, sobbing softly until the tears ran out and the night was about to turn white.

"Mimiko, really, I want Mrs. Xia You..."

"No." The child said resentfully, "Don't listen to that guy."

She took out her phone.

"The person who went to investigate before is back. There is a very hidden rumor about the mountain where Qiben Lixiang disappeared when she was a child..." The girl's eyes showed the madness that only a desperate person would have, "I said I saw it, I thought it was early people who died."

"...But it's a curse spirit, right?"

"If Master Xia You becomes a curse spirit, will we hate him?"

"Do not."

"As long as Master Xia You can come back, anything is fine."

Just like reincarnation, the two too young girls made rash decisions. They felt that they had suffered the cruelest injury in the world, so there was nothing to scare them anymore.

Even from the threat of death.

They don't know that there are still many things in the world that are more hopeless than death.

When Wujo lit the cardboard box that had been placed in his room in a corner of the campus, the family knew that Xia Youjie must be dead, because it was all the things that the other party left in the school and even in the past home. .

Satoru collected them one by one and stored them in his room.

Just to burn it myself.

"Where's the remains?" She lit a cigarette and walked up to Wutiao who took off her glasses at some point.

"It's dealt with."

"Where are the ashes?"

"Scattered."

Nitro cast him a glance, "Looks like it wasn't burned, who did it go to?"

Gojo Satoru's face twisted, "Are my lying skills so bad?"

"If you really burned the ashes yourself, you would tell me that you ate the ashes." With a calm expression on his face, Jiarui Satoru said that even Gojo Satoru had to cough loudly to cover up the past. "With how narrow-minded you are, can you give Jie's ashes to the school?"

"...to his two adopted daughters." He looked unwilling, even aggrieved.

Nitro quietly exhaled smoke.

"Then there's no way."

"Obviously I was the first to come..."

"Ahem, this line doesn't suit you at all, change it."

"Why didn't you miss them and kill them when you acted?"

"Wake up, didn't you ask to let them go in private? Otherwise, how could everyone run away! Gaozhuan's strength is not so bad!!"

"Tsk."

"Okay. Don't be like a child, you're a teacher now." Nitro sighed, "Xiaojie was nagged by you in the middle of the night."

"That's not okay." He wiped his face, and then tried to force a smile, "Jie really hates curse spirits."

Night Breeze brought the remaining ashes into Linhai, and at this point, all traces of Xia Youjie left in the world were erased, except for everything that remained in the memory of the six-eyed magician.

Nothing can disturb his rest.

At that time, Gojo Satoru thought so.

He really didn't expect the boldness of those two little girls, so he can only say that they are Jie's adopted daughters.

So, in Shibuya on October 2018, 10.

When Gojo Satoru saw the person walking towards him, he was stunned and angry so that he stopped, obviously all the signs showed that the magician in front of him was Xia Youjie.

But he just knew it wasn't right.

The words of those irrelevant people are like noise at this moment, passing through the ears meaninglessly, without leaving too many traces.

Gojo Satoru understands that he should not give up easily.He knew he couldn't do that.

It was obvious that he had endured it at that time.But Jay was there.

How could he still be talking to guys other than Jay?How could he-

"I'll sleep, but it's about time you woke up, too?"

"How long are you going to be pushed around, Jay?"

Gojo realized Xia Youjie.