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

"This is the price of the magic spell."

The farce ended with Zenin Naoya personally covering a sheet for his compatriot who was stuck in the tree.

Zenin Naoya: Senior Atobe said that two days at Taka means two days. Senior must have his reason!

Anyway, the magician's life is very tough and he can't die!

These little bastards have no idea how dangerous it is for me to protect myself around gorillas! And they come one by one to cause trouble for me!

Let you wander! Sooner or later, the Chanyuan family will let you go to waste! idiot! Zenyuan Naoya spat hard in his heart.

Atobe Keizawa, who was just talking casually, did not expect that Zenin Naoya's brain circuit was so magical, and he couldn't help but start to reflect on whether he had treated him badly over the years, so that the heir of the Zenyuan family could suffer to this extent.

...No, Atobe Keizawa scratched his head.

"There was a time when Zenin Naoya had the highest attendance rate in the infirmary." Ieruji Glass bit her lollipop to remind her distracted classmates.

"Then he must be too disgusting." Atobe Keizawa said plausibly: "Good children don't always go to the infirmary! Nobuta doesn't!"

Gojo Shinta glanced at his senior leisurely... Who said I didn't have one?

"Glass doesn't need to worry about the rest, leave it to me..."

"Yes, yes, yes, don't worry about it, Senior Glass. Leave it to me, leave it to me. I promise to handle it to everyone's satisfaction!" Zenin Naoya, who was catching up, couldn't wait to interrupt Atobe Kagezawa's follow-up and was extremely attentive. , just like saving all the sentient beings in the Zen Academy at the critical moment.

Zenin Naoya: I really deserve the position as the next clan leader.

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"..."

He just said that he really didn't want to do anything. Atobe Kagezawa was speechless, but he didn't stop Zenyuan Naoya from taking the job, but it was good to have someone to do things, and he didn't have time to take care of Zenyuan's family.

"Atobe-senpai, have you seen Satoru-sama?" Gojo Shinta asked, suddenly slumping his shoulders and sighing tiredly.

After graduating from school, Gojo Shinta seamlessly became Lord Kamiko's assistant. Over the years, he helped him manage the Gojo family, delivered orders from the leader, trained the clan members, took care of Kamiko's food and clothing, and occasionally served as sandwich biscuits. Calm down the angry elders for the clan leader.

The young boy in his twenties has been hardened by Gojo Satoru into the temperament of a wet nurse.

He has actually been a vegetarian for many years, and he only prays that he will be a vegetarian in this life and not meet Gojo Satoru in the next life.

"The New Year's Festival will start in a few days. Master Wu originally promised last night that he would go home to discuss the details, but everyone spent the whole night looking for him."

He continued: "I didn't answer my phone calls, I didn't reply to my messages, and I even threw the auxiliary supervisor at the mission site to enjoy the cool breeze all night..."

Of course, he couldn't find it last night. Atobe Keizawa answered in his mind, but on the surface he still betrayed his classmates calmly: "Satoru is sleeping in the dormitory right now. I should be able to catch someone if I go now."

Upon hearing this, Gojo Shinta left immediately and ran angrily to the dormitory. Atobe Keizawa took his younger brother around a few more places. He was convinced that Gojo Satoru had been captured by his assistant before Shi Shiran took his younger brother back to the dormitory to rest. .

At night, the curtains in the dormitory quietly lifted up.

The blond conjurer thought he had coaxed (?) his lovely brother to sleep, so he opened the window and jumped out quietly. Even in the middle of the night, the brother who earns money to support the family still has to go out.

"Hey, here we come." Xia Youjie leaned leisurely under the window sill, bouncing the head of the special-grade curse spirit Luohu in his hand like a ball. The edge of his cassock was slightly moistened, and it seemed that he had been waiting for it. For quite some time.

When he saw Atobe Keizawa coming out, he immediately stood up straight and looked over: "Is your brother asleep? Is your health okay?"

"It's no problem at all, just take some more rest." Atobe Kageze smiled at him, and then turned his attention to the special spell spirit in Xia Youjie's hand: "Shall we get started?"

Xia Youjie didn't waste any time. He summoned the curse spirit and took the two of them up into the sky. Atobe Jingze made seals with his hands. A strange wave quietly flowed from the barrier of the high school, and then dimmed into the air again.

"Okay, temporarily block the barrier and don't disturb everyone." Atobe Kagezawa's gesture changed, a faint stream of light flickered in his dark pupils, and the night breeze took away his whisper.

“The realm unfolds—the showers never end.”

The spherical space appeared silently in the sky above the college. The huge energy fluctuations did not attract any attention under the cover of the barrier. In the drizzle and cold wind, Atobe Jingze and Xia Youjie stood at the door of the ancient Taoist temple.

This is not the first time that Xia Youjie has entered the realm of Atobe Jingze. Such a dreamlike scene is in line with the background of his little friend, although the paradise-like scenery is just a decoration on a crisis-ridden place.

"Aze, do you want to do it yourself?" Xia Youjie threw the leaky coral on the ground, his expression seemed a little embarrassed: "It's okay to ask it after I absorb it."

"Sorry, Jie, let me do it myself this time." Atobe Jingze shook his head firmly. It is reasonable to ask Xia Youjie about the conspiracy of the special curse spirit, but when he thought that the victim was Xiao Jing, , as an older brother, he couldn’t calm down.

He specially opened a field just to use Xia Youjie's magic spirit skills to interrogate Luo Hu personally.

"...Okay, if you insist." Xia Youjie had no idea. He stood quietly in the drizzle, waiting defenselessly for his friend to take away his greatest support as a magician.

The gesture of extreme trust made Atobe Kageze's face look much better. He raised his hand and made a grabbing motion: "Sorry Jie, I will return the technique to you when I get the information I want."

"There's nothing to be sorry for, it's not a big deal." Xia Youjie said this, but his expression was unusually subtle, and even if he listened carefully, there was a trace of worry. A pair of eyes that were not as big as Gojo Satoru's pupils were staring straight at him. The classmate turned the special magic spirit into a magic ball and held it in his hand.

He hesitated but couldn't help but said: "Be careful."

Atobe Keizawa:?

What should we be careful about? Atobe Kagezawa didn't understand. Could the curse spirit escape from his mouth?

Driving away without any sense of crisis, Atobe Kageze opened his mouth wide and stuffed the black magic ball into his mouth like Xia Youjie usually did to tame the magic spirit.

"Well--"

The blond conjurer covered his mouth the moment the curse spirit entered his mouth, and the dark, dirty ball got stuck in his throat.

The disgusting sour smell of the rag that had been wiped with vomit, and the nauseating taste began to erode from the tip of the tongue to the surroundings. The filthy taste forced Atobe Keizawa to arch his back in discomfort.

In this position, it was even more difficult to swallow the sizable magic ball. The ball was stuck in the throat and had not reached the stomach. Atobe Kagezawa had already felt the cramping sensation in the stomach.

"Hey, Aze!" The classmate's eyes immediately turned red, and Xia Youjie's expression changed. Although there was a hint of teasing, he forgot that Atobe Jingze was not the same person who had swallowed thousands of magic balls. .

Worse, Xia Youjie suddenly panicked. The first time he swallowed the curse spirit, he almost vomited all over the place. In the next few days, it was as if he had lost his sense of taste, and even his stomach refused to approach any food.

"Aze, listen to me, spit it out." He held his classmate's shoulders, put his hand on his lips to catch it, and said, "Be obedient and spit it out."

"..."

The blond young man's eyes were misty with discomfort, but he firmly avoided Xia Youjie's palm in the next second. He raised his hand and covered his mouth vigorously, his throat surging, and his trembling tongue secreted a large amount of acidic water. , the teeth and the tip of the tongue desperately squeezed the magic ball inward.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

A strange feeling of nausea. The cursed spirit ball did not really reach the stomach. After squeezing through the throat cavity, it began to decompose. The pervasive filth was like a rotten and soft corpse exuding old life, and then gradually melted into the blood. .

"Are you okay...?" So easy to regain your mood.

This is the price of the magic spell.

Xia Youjie thought mockingly to himself, that's why he didn't want Aze to try his technique.

"Remove the realm and drink some water first to dilute the taste." Of course drinking water is useless, Xia Youjie knows this very well, but there is no better way now.

Atobe Kageze was breathing heavily, and when he raised his head, there were still teardrops on his long eyelashes. Xia Youjie was startled and watched helplessly as a trace of tears streaked across his classmate's face.

"A-Aze?"