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

"Give up the "six eyes" and still cater to the "six eyes"."

Gojo Satoru is actually an extremely perceptive person.

Since birth, his six eyes have been in a state of collecting all the information around him all the time, and this information will gather in his mind like fragments.

It is precisely because of this that as a young man with unstable spell power, his brain power is always in a state of overload, and fever is a common occurrence.

He is very smart and rational, but the process of absorbing information is too tiring, so he chooses to ignore it more often.

But this does not mean that he does not understand. Even if he does not understand something, he can understand it as soon as he comes into contact with it.

Just like now, he clearly sensed two meanings expressed by his classmate.

"The godly son of the Gojo family is actually just a loner who puts on a show" and "Even the strongest one cannot protect everyone forever."

He didn't need to 'see' to feel that there was no malice in his classmates' words, but even endless worries.

He is the strongest, and he has never doubted his ability, but it is too rare to have someone's undivided attention.

The blond's best friend was obviously not too worried about those so-called "weak people" who were close to him getting hurt, but worried about himself who would blame himself and feel uncomfortable because of the recurrence of "accidents".

The feeling of being cared about was too solid and too wonderful. He didn't even need to think about it to know that the corners of his lips were curling up uncontrollably, and his emotions were fermenting in his heart.

Xia Youjie, who was standing by the side, looked left and right, eyes and nose, nose and heart, silently holding a hanging little heart.

When he first heard Azawa's analysis, he was also very concerned about his best friend's situation, but worries were all his worries. He glanced at Gojo Satoru's crazily raised corners of his mouth and thought, after all, he still couldn't let Satoru get too overwhelmed.

"I really haven't thought about what you said before."

When he wasn't smiling playfully, Gojo Satoru's expression looked so indifferent, his ice-blue eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses, and even his lip lines were straight.

Things that he had never considered before, but now someone lifted them out, he suddenly realized that he was like a frog being boiled in warm water.

"Wu, don't worry." Xia Youjie comforted him in a warm voice: "Now that the problem has been discovered, let's just solve it."

Atobe Keizawa also nodded and said calmly: "As long as you have this awareness, you can't make a mistake."

The reason why the strongest can become the strongest is because they are never easily controlled by others or the group.

Whether he is rebellious or obedient, Gojo Satoru's choice has never been decided by the Gojo family. It can be said that once he has the idea of ​​​​getting out of control, no one can stop him.

The Gojo family never had a choice between giving up the "six eyes" and catering to the "six eyes".

——If they want the name and honor of the First Family, they must abide by the rules of the Son of God.

Although things are much more difficult than imagined, I have enough time to realize that I can’t become fat even in one breath. In short——

"Anyway, let's start with a rebellious son of God."

Atobe Keizawa clapped his hands together and made a soft sound to attract everyone's attention. He clearly drew a bottom line belonging to Gojo Satori, awakening the elders who were addicted to the pleasure of controlling the six eyes, and then eroded them step by step. .

Before Satoru fully grows up, everything is still too late.

"We will help." Xia Youjie said with a gentle smile: "The four of us can always find a solution together."

"Jie is right." Atobe Kageze followed his words and ended the relatively serious topic. He tilted his head and said very nonchalantly: "If it doesn't work, just have it all in one pot. What a big deal."

Xia Youjie:......

"Of course I know you will help." Maomao murmured in a low voice, his eyes were shining brightly, and the tips of his ears were also stained with a bright red. He concealedly picked up the chopsticks in front of him and shouted: "Eat first now! Hungry! All dead!"

"Okay, let's eat." Atobe Keizawa picked up the chopsticks. The mist coming out of the pot blurred his face. Of course he would help.

As long as he is alive, Atobe Keizawa will never abandon Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie.

……

The spring breeze is warm and the shadows of the trees are dancing on the sidewalk.

After eating, the trio of Jugao wandered aimlessly on the street. During the rare leisure day for the three of them, even the air became much fresher.

Wutiao Maomao rested his hands on the back of his head, and his white fur looked a little sluggish. He asked casually: "Where to go next?"

Xia Youjie glanced at him and suggested calmly: "Buy some desserts, they're all gone in the refrigerator."

"Okay." Atobe Keizawa showed the screen of his mobile phone that he had searched for a long time ago: "This store has the best reviews in this neighborhood, and it's not far away."

"Let me see, let me see!" As soon as he received the dessert message, the soft cat fur suddenly became electrified and fluffy. The 1.9 meter DK pretended to be close to him, and the cat's paws pulled at the screen and said excitedly. : "Okay, I want this strawberry cake! Wow, there is also an unknown new product!"

"Okay, buy them all, and bring some beer back to Glass by the way." Xia Youjie said in a good-tempered manner.

"Aze, do you want to eat it too? It's a new product that I haven't tried before."

"Spare me." Atobe Keizawa refused: "Forget about the desserts, let's eat soba noodles together next time."

"Are you really, really not going to eat it? This is a new product that I have never eaten before!" Maomao stared at -

"It's a new product~" the fox started to shout.

"Are you a three-year-old kid sharing your hobby?" Atobe Keizawa said speechlessly.

stare--

"..."

"Aze~"

"...I know, I know, I'll take a bite, okay."

"Haha."

The sky was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the young and invincible DKs took a break from their busy schedule and enjoyed the rare tranquility and leisure time.

——What a fart!

What the hell is that!

A heavy and rich spell enveloped a certain floor of the distant building, and the aura pouring out revealed its ominousness and darkness.

It's a curse spirit, and at least level two.

The distance was too far and no new clues could be observed with the naked eye. Xia Youjie called out the partridge, and the flying curse spirit took everyone towards the building.

"There were a lot of police gathered downstairs, and the area around the building was cordoned off."

Gojo Satoru squatted on top of the cursed spirit, and the strong wind from high altitude blew his satin-like bangs. He took off his glasses, stared at the upper floors of the building with his ice-like blue eyes, and reported what he saw to his companions in detail. Scene: "There is only one person inside the building, and he is defusing bombs."

"Defuse a bomb?" Xia Youjie, who jumped into the big mouth of the curse spirit, pressed down his hair that was blown by the strong wind, and poked out through the partridge's open mouth, wanting to see which awesome person could still do it at this time. Working hard.

After finding a remote place, the three of them landed sneakily.

"Wow, the bomb's timer seems to have stopped. The policeman is planning to retreat."

"But the curse spirit is still there." Xia Youjie said.

Not knowing what he saw, Gojo Satoru exaggeratedly spread his hands and made an explosion gesture: "It may explode at any time."

"Wu goes to save people, Jie sneaks up and takes the cursed spirit away, and I'll deal with the aftermath."

After Atobe Keizawa arranged the work, he did not forget to catch the classmates who were about to start the action. His tone gradually became threatening: "Don't be too eye-catching. Think about the playground we blew up and the library you haven't cleaned yet. It's superfluous." If so, you don’t need me to remind you anymore, right?”

Wake up, kids, if something happens again, it won’t just be the bomb upstairs that explodes, but Mr. Noctua himself!

Wu Hejie:......