Zongman: I have really retired!

"Can't you hold it anymore?"

Xia Youjie lowered his head and looked at Fushiguro Megumi, who had blood oozing from his head and lying on the ground with holes all over his body.

Two ribs were broken, and the fingers on his left hand were unnaturally twisted. Even his clothes were corroded by a corrosive spell spirit and were in tatters. The bleeding wounds with strips of cloth could still be vaguely seen.

Fushiguro Megumi gasped and did not speak, but shook his head to indicate that he could continue fighting.

Xia Youjie sighed again. During the training before the exchange meeting, if Zenyuan Maki made the greatest progress, then Fushiguro Megumi must have worked the hardest. The others immediately ran away as soon as they heard the break. Only Fushiguro Megumi could still do it. Peipianpidian came up and asked him to practice more.

Maybe it was stimulated by the "death" of Japanese knotweed Hisahito at the same time. It can be said that Fushiguro Megumi was either being beaten or training every day, or he was out to remove the cursed spirit, and he had to go to Glass's medical room every now and then. Xia Youjie felt that he was better than Gojo Satoru was still busy, Gojo Satoru at least had him to share the work with, but Fushiguro Megumi really had to rely on himself.

Although Xia Youjie can be treated by Xia Youjie during training, Xia Youjie is still very busy. Most of the time he has to deal with a lot of reform issues with Gojo Satoru, and the remaining time has to be divided among the students for training. Fushiguro is a bit thin-skinned. Hui had no choice but to go to the home inspection department honestly.

Seeing Fushiguro Keika Yukei trying to get up even though he was seriously injured and fell to the ground, there was nothing he could do.

"You don't have to work so hard. You are still young after all. Whether you travel around the world or lie in bed and dream, youth is your capital. You can be more unscrupulous. How about studying and enlightening?"

Xia Youjie didn't dislike Fushiguro Megumi, a hard-working and calm-tempered child, even though he had a father who almost killed him.

He is not too angry about the fact that Fushiguro killed Riko Tenuchi. In the final analysis, Fushiki is just a tool held by others. The tool itself does not have any goodwill or malice. The key is Who does it serve.

Xia Youjie saw it clearly, but so what?

Even if those garbage are killed, new garbage will be born as long as the human race still exists.

However, Xia Youjie doesn't have any too radical ideas, such as destroying mankind and creating a new world, because that is just another reincarnation.

"Oh~ It's so miserable∽Okay! Look at the camera! Megumi!"

The sudden appearance of Gojo Satoru showed no sense of politeness at all. The camera of his mobile phone took random pictures of Fushiguro Megumi, who was injured and lying on the ground. The dazzling flash almost made Fushiguro Megumi unable to open her eyes.

Don't ever imitate this scumbag!

Fushiguro Megumi covered her face and thought to herself, her face was so dark that she could be an ink-pan user.

"Satoru—" Xia Youjie helplessly blocked Gojo Satoru's camera, "Don't make trouble, children also need to be embarrassed."

"Hey, look at the camera, Jie, he's so handsome~" Gojo Satoru gave Xia Youjie a thumbs up with his big teeth.

"Really? How about this pose?"

"Raise your head and put your left hand on your waist."

"Is that so?"

Gojo Satoru made an OK gesture, "Very good~ Here are a few more, yes, yes, this is the angle!"

Fushiguro Megumi stared at the two people who were taking pictures there and was very speechless. But this funny scene in front of him suddenly made him feel an unknown emotion.

Although they are already in their thirties, they have so many burdens on them, and they have experienced so many things, but they can still enjoy each other's laughter regardless of everything, just like innocent children. It was as if they ignored all the troubles and worries.

Fushiguro Megumi slowly stood up on the ground. He dusted himself off and wanted to leave, but he didn't expect that a white-haired teacher suddenly hugged his neck.

"Well~ Kei, don't be so tense~ Come on, come on, Jay, let's take a photo together~"

Gojo Satoru's strength was astonishing. Fushiguro Megumi struggled for a long time without pulling Gojo Satoru's hands and buttocks away, and in the end he could only stand there with a grimace.

"Oh~ look at the camera. 3——2——1——"

Xia Youjie asked the curse spirit to point his cell phone at the camera, and thoughtfully set up a timer to take photos, and he himself joined the photo taking team.

With the sound of eggplant and shutter, the two people left behind a memory that was imprisoned in the time frame under the scorching summer sun...

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"Jay~"

Xia Youjie gave a perfunctory hum.

"Jay!!"

Gojo Satoru seemed to be dissatisfied. He leaned on the back of the chair and pulled the chair back. When the chair was pushed back, it made a harsh sound when it rubbed against the ground.

"what happened?"

"Why aren't Jie worried about the exchange meeting at all? That Kensuo is coming to the high school to cause trouble~"

This is probably because the high school is built in the deep mountains and wild forests, so even if the temperature outside has reached 20 or 30 degrees, the temperature in the high school is still a mild and suitable ten degrees.

Xia Youjie held up the broken hair on his forehead: "Why are you worried? Those plans are intertwined, but don't we already know so much inside information? If it still fails, we can just go back to selling sweet potatoes. , and don’t make any reforms.”

Gojo Satoru laughed heartily twice.

They didn't plan to take action this time. After all, Kensuo didn't plan to show up at this exchange meeting. The ones taking action this time were only those special-level ones, and with the real person as the real person, it wouldn't be a big problem if the students could be seriously injured and lie in bed for half a month at most. .

The real idea of ​​Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie is to take action again on the Halloween Shibuya Incident on October 10. Even Gojo Satoru is eager to experience the feeling of being sealed by the prison gate.

"You're not afraid of the car overturning. I had to clean up Lao Juzi in Shibuya, but I couldn't spare any time to protect your students. Are you really not afraid that your students will be injured or killed?"

Xia Youjie sighed, if he could help it, he would not want the Shibuya Incident to happen. After all, many ordinary people would die if they were not careful, but Gojo Satoru was unusually insistent on letting nature take its course.

Gojo Satoru is the pinnacle of the magic world. As long as he is there, there will be no chaos in the magic world. No one can cause trouble under the strongest power. Even villains like Ken Suo know that Gojo Satoru must be sealed before they dare to cause trouble.

"I believe they can survive, so do you want to make a bet? Jay."

Gojo Satoru put away his cynical smile and said with a serious expression.

Xia Youjie examined Gojo Satoru's rare serious expression and narrowed his eyes slightly: "What bet?"

"If my group of students survive the Shibuya incident and advance to the first level, then you can tell me what you have been through during this time."

Xia Youjie pursed his lips tightly, and finally said in a trembling voice, "Are you curious? Do you really need to know?"

"Do you want to tell me? If you don't want to, forget it."

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes, his eyes wandering but he didn't dare to look directly at Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru was not in a hurry, and just kept silent and followed Xia Youjie at a safe and normal distance.

The so-called growth is to constantly repeat closeness and alienation, so as to find a distance that will prevent each other from being hurt. 1

Although time gradually took away Gojo Satoru's youthful frivolity, it also slowly made Gojo Satoru know and feel what self-knowledge means.

But Xia Youjie is different from Gojo Satoru. What you thought ten years ago, what you thought a year ago, or even what you thought yesterday and the day before yesterday is not important anymore. What is important is that we are still young and there are changes. Opportunity.

"Jie, I hope I can achieve two goals of being proud and confident in front of you."

Relying on favor and becoming arrogant: Relying on favor and becoming arrogant. Having something to rely on and having nothing to fear: having something to rely on and nothing to fear. I want both, so what's your answer? Jay…

Xia Youjie didn't speak either. He straightened his back out of habit, as if nothing could make him bend down. But in a hidden corner, the anguish and grievances in his heart came over him. If he were an ordinary person, I may have shed tears already.

But he is Xia Youjie, he is the "strongest", he will not shed tears, and there is no such thing as tears. He... has become accustomed to silently enduring the sufferings that fate has inflicted on him. , those ineffable, unspeakable, silent things are his real life. 2

"Okay~ Is this a provocation? Congratulations on your success." Xia Youjie agreed to Gojo Satoru's bet with some gritted teeth.

This is too much...

Enlightenment...

Xia Youjie was upset by Gojo Satoru's straightforward expression. He wanted to vent something, but found that he seemed to have no reason to explode, and finally his mood returned to calm.

(1 The so-called growth is to constantly repeat closeness and alienation, so as to find a distance that will prevent each other from being hurt. -- Hideaki Anno

2 Those emotions that I cannot speak about, that I keep silent about, and that I digest secretly, are my real life.

-- Mr. Deka

3. Repressed emotions always give people a twisted sense of pleasure.

--Marguerite Duras. )