Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"This man has a heart as cold as cold iron and is extremely arrogant."

The wind and frost tonight seemed to be colder than in the past. The bright moon hung high and the surroundings were silent. After hanging up the phone, Atobe Kageze wrapped his windbreaker tightly, but refused to move.

"It's the same light, why can't it be warm when basking in the moon?" Leaning under the tree, a young man with a technical secondary school diploma was exuding useless thoughts and unscrupulously trampling on the achievements of compulsory education.

"You're not a vampire, can you get buffs by basking in the moon?" The white-haired young man, who obviously didn't meet the quality education standard but actually knows a little bit about everything, leaned on the other side of the tree trunk, with his tall and slender figure supporting his slightly messy clothes. In the windy night, even the zipper of the jacket was still open.

But the young man's breathing was even and steady, and it was obviously not a short time. Atobe Keizawa raised his eyes and glanced at him, not knowing how much the boy heard.

Forget it, he didn't stop it after he sensed it anyway.

"...What's wrong with opening a buff? It's not like you're in the moonlight." The blond conjurer curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

Gojo Satoru teleported here, so he arrived earlier than anyone else.

When he received the message from Glass, he was almost frightened when he was on a mission and fired a light cannon through the entire mountain range. He immediately put off the mission. Amidst the wailing of the assistant supervisor, Gojo Satoru did not even show his face. One left a mess and ran away.

He was really frightened. In Gojo Satoru's heart, anything can happen to anyone in this world, not Aze's brother.

The child who maintains most of the family ties between his classmates controls the switch of Aze's emotions. Even though over the years, the company of his friends and family has made him gradually learn to face himself, he is no longer the shaky look he once was.

But that didn't mean he could accept losing his brother.

Fortunately it was a false alarm.

Gojo Satoru carefully studied his friend's expression, and his six eyes covered with cloth determined his status inch by inch.

"What's that look on your face? Are you okay with eavesdropping on someone else's phone call?" Atobe Kagezawa rolled his eyes.

"..."

"It's not like you didn't notice that I'm back." Gojo Satoru muttered.

After working as a teacher for several years, the big white-haired cat had actually changed his self-identity as "Lao Tzu" under Xia Youjie's nudges. However, after being frightened like this, the oral habit he had when he was studying came back.

He scratched his silky white hair and sat honestly under the tree next to his classmates.

When he sees someone, he won't be so anxious.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Fortunately, I got there in time, and fortunately Megumin lasted long enough." Atobe Keizawa pointed to the medical room, and there was no unnecessary emotion in his tone: "Glass cured them, but the physical strength The consumption is too great, I probably won’t be able to wake up for a while.”

In fact, the moment his brother fell, he did have a brief moment of dizziness. The feeling of suffocation was mixed with the fear of shortness of breath, until he was sent home to the hands of Glass.

Fortunately, I was just overtired.

The young man in the infirmary was lying quietly on the bed, his face was pale but his breathing was stable. He was indeed just asleep. This made Atobe Kagezawa's steaming evil thoughts lock into the depths of his body again.

As long as he is sure that the person is fine, he will not lose his mind so easily.

"Um..." Gojo Satoru hesitated, his eyes under the cloth darting back and forth.

"Let the fart go."

"That's it, um, what Aze said on the phone, three years...what does it mean?" Maomao asked repeatedly. He always had a strange premonition. This was something he didn't really want to know, but he didn't want to know. The truth that must be known.

"..."

This kid has been eavesdropping since then.

"Wait! You're not thinking about how to deal with me right now, are you?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly turned sideways, as if he had noticed the sinister intentions of his classmate, and his suspicious eyes lingered on him. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and scratched him with his cat's paw, and began to force Lai Lai: "This is the legendary The seven-year itch! Am I not your favorite person anymore? Do you want to hide this little thing from your old father? "

Atobe Keizawa: ...What dirty things are you talking about?

"I didn't want to hide it from you, I didn't mention it because it wasn't important." Atobe Kagezawa fluttered and tried to pull out his crumpled new clothes from under the cat's paws.

"Aze——" If you can't cheat, Maomao always knows how to use the most appropriate method to deal with classmates who have been familiar with you for many years: "Are you really, really, really unwilling to fulfill Satoru-chan's wish? This is my life - —”

"Stop!"

"You're enough, really."

"...To be honest, it's really disgusting to have such a long and slimy man."

Gojo Satoru: ...I don’t know why, but the role of aegyo is becoming more and more limited.

Gojo Satoru, who is clearly twenty-six years old, is as cute as ever.

Atobe Keizawa was a man with a heart as cold as iron and an extremely arrogant man.

"Actually, there's nothing to say." Because it's something that hasn't happened before, it doesn't make much sense to talk about it, Atobe Keizawa thinks so.

"When I was about eleven years old, although I didn't know much about it, I did know about the existence of the college."

The Kyoto Prefectural School of Magic was established, and he learned about this school through his family connections.

But the eleven-year-old Atobe Keizawa is almost paranoid that even if he controls this mysterious power, it will only bring new dangers to the Atobe family. He cannot take care of everyone. The curse will destroy everyone, not only Just a small scene.

This extremely negative thought brought self-destructive tendencies to the boy, so much so that he refused to integrate into the new world.

"Find an unknown corner to end yourself", this is what he really wants to do but is trapped by his family. It is true that he surrenders to himself, and it is also true that he runs away from home.

Until Atobe Eiko made a three-part agreement with him.

Three years in exchange for a freedom with little hope.

For himself and for the family who cherishes him.

When he was fifteen years old, Atobe Keizawa compromised.

"Now that I think about it, I was eager to survive at that time." The blond boy said something too frank, but he moved his back that was touched by the tree trunk very childishly, and finally tilted his body calmly and lay down on the On the lap of a classmate.

The starry sky is imprinted in the eyes that are too dark. Even on the vast winter night, the starry sky is still beautiful.

That year, his mother saw her son struggling when he sank in the sea. He screamed to destroy himself quickly and prayed for someone to save him.

So a roundabout deal was established. In order to be free, Atobe Keizawa joined the Tokyo Judaka, which he chose independently and had been established for a relatively short time.

"Originally, in the third grade, I would drop out of school, leave the dangerous place, return to my family, and live peacefully and cowardly in a corner of the world, occasionally contacting my family, and occasionally going to see the outside world."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

But until now, more than ten years have passed by, and he is still here.

"Satoru, I volunteer."

"Even though I knew that staying here might cause irreparable damage, I stayed."

It was Atobe Kageze's own decision to fail to drop out of school in the third grade, but this behavior seemed to mean that Atobe Kageze voluntarily put his younger brother's safety second.

Therefore, he was ashamed of that child.

"Occasionally, very occasionally, I will be afraid of whether this road will come to an end."

If tragedy strikes, can he really bear it?

Atobe Kagezawa raised his hand to cover his eyes. For a moment, darkness hit the sky and the sky was overwhelming. The cold palms penetrated the skin and stung the depths of his mind. With his companions around, he felt at ease and allowed himself to indulge in hesitation for a second. .

He thought that he probably never escaped the nightmare he had when he was ten years old.

He is just more mature, so even his fears and fears are with the calmness of an adult.

It took a long time until the air condensed into ice.

Gojo Satoru took his classmate's hand, stretched out his fingers and gently pinched Atobe Keizawa's index finger, and then with these obedient hands, he lifted the bandage in front of his eyes bit by bit.

The white eyelashes flickered around those gorgeous eyes, and the figure of her best friend was instantly printed in the sky.

"Don't be afraid, Aze, I will always watch you."

"I will stand by you no matter what."

"Don't be afraid, and don't leave us behind."

Therefore, it is meaningless to talk about the past. Atobe Keizawa looked into Gojo Satoru Kiri's eyes. From the compromise in the third grade, he was destined not to leave his companions behind.

Only this will not change.