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

"Did he really, really catch up with his comrades?"

"Speaking of which, where are Riko Tenuchi and Misato Kuroi?" Keizawa Atobe asked curiously. Since he woke up, there have only been three students of the same grade in the infirmary, and even Kenji Hagihara and the others are not here.

"Sent away safely." When mentioning Tennai Riko, the cat's tail was raised to the sky. He raised his neck and announced energetically: "The little brat doesn't want to merge with Lord Tianyuan, so I satisfied her wish." Require."

This was not beyond Atobe Kageze's expectation.

"Although I don't agree with your approach." The family member put his hands into the pockets of his white coat. He was addicted to cigarettes, but this is a medical room, and there are still sick people lying here: "But let me ask. , how do you plan to handle the follow-up to this matter?"

"Follow-up?" Gojo Satoru, who was in a state of overwhelming self-confidence, dismissed it: "I'll see who dares to ask for the follow-up."

Atobe Kagezawa, who is "sick," said quietly: "It's just that the mission failed, what? Doesn't the high school not allow students to fail the mission?"

Xia Youjie smiled seriously: "Even if you are the strongest, you may not be able to complete the mission 100%."

So isn’t it normal for missions to fail?

……

Jia Rui Ni Zi: I often feel out of place with my classmates because I am not rebellious enough.

"Don't worry, if the sky falls, I will be there, no, we will hold you up." Gojo Satoru, who had returned to normal, hooked Xia Youjie's shoulders with a playful smile and gestured happily.

No one had any objections to the conclusion of this matter. When Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie made the decision to give the astral body freedom, they had already imagined the current consequences.

...No, it's possible that they didn't think anything of it and made a decision with passion that neither of them would regret.

After all, they are the strongest.

The strongest... The blond boy lowered his head, and there were no more minor wounds in his open palms. There were scattered calluses on them. It didn't look like the palms of the eldest son of the Atobe family.

He stared at his palm. The lines representing the lifeline spread all the way to the edge of his wrist. In the boy's sixteen years of life, he had rarely fought so hard. The touch of gunpowder smoke still seemed to remain on his palm and fingertips. , just thinking about it can make people shudder unconsciously.

In fact, Atobe Keizawa was not fond of fighting, nor did he enjoy fighting.

But now, even he would want an answer.

After such a long and extremely hard time, has he really, really caught up with his companions?

The blond boy was lazily leaning on the bed, and his friends, who were no more than five years old together, were noisy in the ward.

In fact, his injuries have completely recovered, except for a slight feeling of fatigue due to excessive blood loss. But perhaps the atmosphere was too gentle, and a numbing laziness emerged from the gaps in his bones.

"Hagiwara-kun said you captured a group of cultists?" Ieiri Shoko disdained the company of Gojo Satoru and Natsume Jie, and quickly withdrew from the gag team. She leaned on the bed and asked comfortably.

"Panxing Cult? I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me." Atobe Kagezawa was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

Gojo Satoru: "Weren't you the one who rescued Kuroi Misato from the Panxing Cult? Can you forget this?"

"Your brain isn't damaged, right?" Xia Youjie touched his golden retriever with concern.

"Oh, I called the police." Speaking of which, I don't know what will happen next. Are those people still freezing? Atobe Keizawa thought about it with hindsight.

Eh--?

"Yes, I called the police." Matsuda Jinpei is the police. He was also present. Rounding it off, he called the police. There is nothing wrong at all.

Eh--! ! !

"Um, shouldn't you go to the police if you have any difficulties? Haha, haha..." Xia Youjie said uncomfortably with his eyes wandering.

Atobe Keizawa said hey, his thoughts opened by Matsuda Jinpei, now it's time for his friends to brainwash him together. Who said that only the Directors' Council can make laws?

Riko was not dead within the day, but she could still be found guilty of the crime of paying for a murder. Coupled with the incriminating evidence that Matsuda Jinpei uncovered, the group of people would be able to step on their sewing machines in prison.

This ending seems good.

Matsuda Jinpei: No more hiding, I am the final winner.

……

……

As expected, the failure of the astral body mission did not arouse questioning from the top management. The main reason was that Gojo Satoru became the true "strongest" in this mission. Even the extremely arrogant Council of Directors finally succeeded. I picked up the few brains I had and knew it was time to avoid the limelight.

In this way, it was clear that Master Tianyuan's matter was of great concern, but for a while no one dared to touch Gojo Satoru's bad luck.

This was an unexpected surprise.

"By the way, Ze, someone will come to give me my sunglasses later." Gojo Satoru shouted while holding ice cream in his mouth.

At this moment, he was holding the controller and playing a game online with Xia Youjie. He was just so distracted that he saw sparks starting to appear in the steamer in the game.

Xia Youjie was so angry that his eyes wrinkled into wavy lines, and he couldn't find the fire extinguisher. As he looked at the kitchen, flames began to burst out, and the handle began to vibrate crazily. Seeing that there was no hope of passing the test, he clicked pause decisively. , and then chose to start over: "Satoru, please play more seriously, we have been stuck at this level for half an hour!"

"Can you blame me for this?" Gojo Satoru said dissatisfied: "He is obviously Jie, but he still doesn't remember to wash the dishes!"

As the game resumed, Xia Youjie stopped bickering and once again devoted himself to the task of cutting vegetables and washing dishes. For a while, the green-skinned crocodile wearing a chef's hat and the strange wheelchair were jumping up and down in full swing.

"..."

Atobe Keizawa, who had been washing dishes for two hours in his dream and would have continued washing them if he hadn't suddenly woken up, moved tiredly. He was really tired. Some people were sleeping, and some people were washing dishes while sleeping. .

He grabbed his messy blond hair and responded indiscriminately. He was asleep but not completely asleep. He felt that he was getting sleepier and sleepier, and even felt that his whole painting style had become sloppy.

"Wu, hurry up, hurry up, wash another plate! It's the last dish!!" Xia Youjie was heartbroken.

God damn last dish.

The case was solved, and the culprit turned out to be close by.

"Can't you go back to your room and fight?" Atobe Keizawa asked tiredly.

"No." Xia Youjie said coolly without turning his head, "My dormitory hasn't been cleaned up yet. That's not what you said when we had a cake fight in my dormitory last night."

"Jie is so stingy, he obviously had a lot of fun himself."

"It's obviously not your birthday but you buy such a big cake——"

"You're so strict, Jie." Atobe Kageze, who finally regained his composure, continued: "Is it true that birthday cakes are only allowed on birthdays? The same goes for Satoru, don't you know how to let Jie do it?"

"...Tsk." Xia Youjie began to have crosses on his forehead crazily: "Atobu Jingze, are your skin itchy again?"

"I……"

Dong Dong Dong - What stopped the teenagers from bickering was the timely knock on the door.

Atobe Keizawa glanced at his shabby classmate who turned around for a second and went back to playing games wholeheartedly, sighed, and got up from the sofa resigned to his fate.

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Random Thoughts: To be honest with you all, I have been trapped in the sixth level of the breakup kitchen for a long time.