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

"Will Teacher Jingze always be here?"

"The field unfolds."

Before the low hoarse voice sounded, a figure emerged from the back of the whirlpool. The depth of the shadow surrounded by gunpowder smoke naturally obscured the whereabouts of the conjurer, but its speed was so fast that it could pass by in a flash from the edge to the center.

Before Su Nuo really attracted attention, Atobe Jingze had reappeared in front of him. The white side face of the blond conjurer was still stained with the blood of an unknown person. He grinned with a wicked smile like Hell devil.

"The showers never end."

The two-faced Sunuo who was in the melting stage of the technique was pulled into the realm without any resistance. The beautiful green mountains rising from the ground, the hazy mist and rain as thin as hair, and the bursts of bells floating in front of the Taoist temple were like a reminder of the soul. , in a peaceful and peaceful scene, the King of Curses' pupils suddenly shrank.

"Don't worry, I don't want to do anything shocking..."

The blond conjurer stepped forward and pressed his long, slender hands directly in front of Su Nuo's eyes, gently and gently, as if without any threat. Su Nuo heard what he said.

"Go to sleep——"

"..."

"Spells...spells." Liangmian Sunuo opened his eyes wide, and then showed a hint of understanding.

Waves of flowing spell power were layered layer by layer, contracting from the outside, and gradually reaching Su Nuo's head in circles. The word spirit spreading in the field, even if it was used by Atobe Jingze for the first time, was obviously different from the usual dog rolls. The use of thorns.

The moment the words were spoken, the waves surged into the sky in the realm of gentle breeze and drizzle, and the spell force exploded in the turbulent heaven and earth.

"Go to sleep." Atobe Kagezawa stood firmly beside the King of Curses, his flowing blond hair in front of his forehead covering his beautiful eyes: "Enough of the commotion, it's time to return my students. .”

"Youren always looks carefree, but he is actually still a child, so he has to find a safe way to bring the child back." Besides, the sins caused by Su Nuo should not be borne by a teenager.

Knotweed Hisahito once said that he hoped to "die surrounded by everyone", and he was willing to be the vessel to destroy the two-faced Su Nuo.

Atobe Keizawa doesn't want to judge other people's views, but at least this, he can guarantee 100%.

This death is absolutely wrong.

Knotweed Hisahito should live a good life, grow freely and wantonly without any scruples. He is just a child favored by bad luck. As long as he lives in good health, he is laughing at this damn fate.

Atobe Keizawa didn't mind giving him a push at this time.

……

The tattoos all over his body began to fade, the black and long nails gradually returned to a round shape, and the body of the pink-haired boy suddenly sank.

Atobe Keizawa stretched out his arm to hold the boy with one hand. In the gentle and drizzle scene, the blond adult spoke softly.

"Welcome back, Hisuhito."

"..."

"Teacher Jingze..." The pink-haired boy's whole body weight was pressed on the teacher's arm. He seemed to have given all his trust, and he seemed to have grasped the last straw in the countercurrent.

"If I didn't sense it wrong, everyone within the combat range has evacuated safely, and even those who are injured can be treated." Atobe Keizawa stretched out his hand to cover his back.

"I saw...many people, many people. Senior Goujuan and the teacher were all injured...injured because of me..." The thick shadow under his eyes made the young boy's throat hoarse, and he was crying but did not dare to leave. shed tears.

"That's Yang Miansu Nuo, the King of Curses. Hisahito is already very powerful for being able to do this. Except for you, none of us can do it."

"But I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything well!!"

"Hiren, there are no irreversible consequences." The blond conjurer patted the student on the back of the heart: "Even if there is, it has nothing to do with you."

"It's me. I knew that Liangmian Sunuo was using your body, but I allowed him to harm Shibuya. It's because the teacher wasn't strong enough to stop him immediately."

"It's me too, knowing that Youren swallowed such a dangerous curse, yet I let you act alone."

"No, it's not..." Knotweed Hisahito suddenly raised his head, a panicked look appeared in his eyes, and he finally suppressed the state of being exhausted.

No, no, how could all this be the teacher's fault?

Atobe Kageze hugged his shoulders, lowered his body and looked at the young man levelly: "Listen to me, as long as you maintain a normal state, Su Nuo's technique will gradually be engraved in your body and become Hisahito's own. "

"My, my art?" But didn't Teacher Gojo say that he didn't have any art?

"Yes, what I mean is that one day Rangmian Sunuo will become something like an accessory of Hisahito. At that time, I can try to deprive him of his existence from Hisahito's body."

"...Can this be done?" Hisato asked in confusion.

"It's just one direction, but by that time, Hisuhito himself will become a true super. Maybe you can find your own direction without me."

"..."

Thanks to Teacher Gojo, Hisato Hiroyuki had seen several fields unfold, almost leaping from the beginning of magic to the ultimate secret in one step, but in this misty and hazy scene, he felt an unprecedented sense of stability.

It's so peaceful that it doesn't look like a murderous world.

The pink-haired boy nodded vigorously. He was speechless. He didn't know what words to use to convey his firmness and assurance to the teacher, but... he saw the teacher's eyes softening.

Hisuhito thought that even if he didn't say anything, Teacher Jingze must know.

He will work hard, live a good life, and live a positive life. No matter it is a double-sided relationship or something else, he will no longer be afraid, nor will he stop moving forward.

He stood still, his cold fingertips still holding Atobe Kageze's sleeve. For a long time, he looked directly into Atobe Kageze's dark eyes seriously and said, "No matter what happens in the future, will Teacher Jingze always be there?" ?”

"..."

"what?"

"T-Teacher?"

Atobe Keizawa:?

"...Hisuhito-kun, please note that your teacher is Gojo Satoru. No matter how unreliable he is, there is still Xia Youjie."

"That is to say, even though you are always shouting "teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher", but I am really not a teacher in a high school, am I??"

"Even if we take a hundred thousand steps back and say, no, ten million steps back, the word 'teacher' after Mr. Jingze is just like the existence of Mr., Miss, and Classmate. It is just a convenient title. That’s all!”

The blond conjurer opened his mouth and started spitting non-stop. The complaints in his mouth must have been accumulated for a long time. Now he took the opportunity to start complaining, not caring that the student was on the verge of breaking a second ago. psychology.

"In short!" Atobe Keizawa firmly corrected the little tiger's concept: "If you have any trouble, remember to bother Gojo Satoru!"

"Anyway, as long as Hisahito sweetly calls him Gojo-sensei ~ or dear Gojo-sensei, he will definitely go through fire and water, he is very motivated!"

Hisato Hisahi: ...I seem to be able to understand why Fushiguro always has a slumped face and is extremely tired.