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

"People call this situation 'parting'."

At the end of this semester, less than two months after Haihara Xiong took a break from school, Xia Youjie, one of the only three super-level magicians in the world of magic, submitted an application to drop out of school.

Without giving the senior management any time to react, and even Teacher Noctua had not heard about it, Xia Youjie placed the withdrawal application on the desk of the Academic Affairs Office, and then left the high school with Mimiko and Nanako.

No one in the third grade said anything to persuade him to stay. In the future, Xia Youjie will live as a free spellcaster. He will still exorcise cursed spirits but will never accept the task of protecting ordinary people again. He may still As a spellcaster, I will no longer be a skilled spellcaster.

But it was the best ending that nothing irreversible happened. Atobe Jingze watched Xia Youjie's retreating back seriously.

The sunset ended at the end of the road, and the red halo swallowed up the friend's retreating figure bit by bit. There seemed to be a dense sourness on the tip of my heart, and my hanging fingertips trembled silently.

He wanted to stay, but lost his position.

Everyone suppressed their emotions and watched Xia Youjie leave like an ordinary trip. They imagined that maybe one day, the boy with a round head would still jump into the window of the dormitory with a souvenir, and still laugh and laugh. He pushed open the classroom door.

But Xia Youjie walked firmly, step by step, farther and farther, but never looked back.

In the storybook, people call this situation "parting".

This means that in the bitter summer, teenagers are carrying their own moral principles and going in opposite directions.

Anxious, powerless, and almost sour emotions filled his heart, even for the usually heartless white-haired boy.

They never imagined that there would be a moment of separation. The young people who were walking side by side should be high-spirited and have a bright future.

Gojo Satoru took off his blindfold, and his bright blue eyes were covered with a layer of ashes. Atobe Kagezawa turned his head, and his classmates' emotions were always obvious. Whether they were proud and wanton or depressed and uncomfortable, Gojo Satoru never concealed himself.

So this time it was the same, Atobe Keizawa thought he would be angry and roaring, furious, or confused and in pain.

But there was nothing.

He was not impulsive. Mengchen's emotions were controlled just right by Gojo Satoru. He spent ten thousand efforts to give Xia Youjie a peaceful trip.

Atobe Keizawa felt that the pain in his chest could not be ignored, and his beating heart was resisting.

So, as if inviting him to a feast, the blond boy naturally stretched out his hand, breaking the stalemate: "Satoru, do you want to have a fight?"

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Two spells of different natures but equally violent exploded on the spot. The two of them did not even move their positions. When Jiarujiazi skillfully retreated outside the offensive range, the two sides began the first round of competition.

This is a battle between strength and aesthetics.

But it's not the same style as before.

They tacitly gave up the blessing of spells and replaced the old gags with silence. No one said a word, and each move, a real but evenly matched battle replaced the unspeakable anguish and annoyance.

Covered by the aftermath of the battle, the trees were pierced, the grass was lifted up, the vermilion torii collapsed from the middle, and the broken earth collapsed helplessly.

This is a battle that no one can stop, and no one can really intervene, even if the momentum of the battle attracts the teachers and students who stayed in the high school, and even if the teacher Noctua, who used to be bluffing, is standing on the sidelines.

Still no one dared to interfere without permission.

"Do those two bastards know what they are doing?" Noctua Zhengdao, who came after hearing the sound, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his suppressed anger was gradually losing control.

"If you interfere casually in this battle, you will get involved." Ming Ming was talking about the scene, but his eyes fell on Iiriji Glass. The smart senior immediately noticed the only insider present.

"Let them go." Kairi Glass lit a cigarette, but she didn't smoke it. She just watched the sparks burn out the cigarette little by little, then crushed it to the ground and lit a new one.

"Is it really okay?" The singer in pajamas watched the two juniors fighting each other warily. Although they always fought regardless of time and place, this time the competition was too serious and unscrupulous. His emotional outburst even affected others around him.

Ieiri Glass looked coldly in the air. The classmates he was fighting with had obviously begun to lose their fortune, but the injury was probably more serious because of Teacher Noctua's mood, but no one really cared about him now.

"Let them fight, and they will stop naturally after the beating is over." Ieiri Glass repeated.

If they are not allowed to fight, who can really stop it?

The girl put the half-burned cigarette to her lips. The scent of nicotine stimulated her entire taste buds, but the cigarette was bitter, and the bitter taste spread into her mind.

When the darkness of the sky finally swallowed up the last ray of light, the night lights of the high school lit up brightly, and the vaguely thick fog rose with the last crackle, and then gradually dispersed as time went by.

Lying flat in the deep pit, Atobe Kagezawa quietly looked at the empty sky, while the equally embarrassed Gojo Satoru fell beside him.

The suppressed anger before the fight, like the calm before the shower, had faded, replaced by a deeper sense of powerlessness and loss.

"...Stop joking, what do you mean by annihilating all ordinary people in the world?"

It was completely silent and no one came near. The white-haired boy finally quietly confided his feelings. Even now, he cannot accept the separation from his friends for such a reason.

"Dayi...that's what Jie said."

"Aze also thinks that this kind of thing can really be realized? And your constraints..."

"My thoughts are meaningless." The diffuse smoke and dust entered his throat, and Atobe Kageze coughed lightly: "And there is no real restriction."

"What about five years from now? Will you really help him realize that so-called 'great cause' in five years?"

"Five years... is a very long time." Atobe Kagezawa said slowly. They had only known each other for less than three years, but because of these short three years, he was willing to lose five years. , even a lifetime.

"Aze!" The white-haired boy didn't wait for an answer. He turned sideways. Even if Atobe Kageze didn't look, he could still imagine that his beautiful blue eyes were full of resistance and grievance.

Maybe Satoru doesn't care so much about the concept of meaning, and what he can't accept is that his close friends have gone astray in a place he doesn't know, and he can't stop it but can see the end at a glance.

"I will." After an unknown amount of time, until the residual heat of the battle began to fade away, the blond boy spoke calmly.

Even though the bond was never really set, it was an agreement between him and Xia Youjie. It was a huge gamble with his life, and it was also a grand transaction.

Since it is a transaction, the loser must fulfill his promise until the moment of death comes.

"..."

"Do you know what you are talking about? You know that even if you do this, you may not be able to save..."

"Yes, of course I know."

"Rescue" is inherently too heavy. Compared with this illusory burden, Atobe Keizawa hopes that he will be Xia Youjie's "accomplice" or "accomplice."

He cannot guide anyone, he is the one being saved, and he wants to walk alongside everyone.

Staggering, the young man lying on the ground slowly pushed himself up, his trembling knees showing his exhausted strength. He tremblingly stretched out his hand towards his best friend, his blue eyes like the sky on a real rainy night.

Just when Gojo Satoru was angrily considering whether to hold the palm handed over by his companion, the blond boy's eyes had turned away and he pressed his palm on his companion's withered white hair.

Under the starry sky, two teenagers were abandoned by their best friends.

Gojo Satoru heard the almost gentle assurance from one of the few friends in his life.

"Don't be afraid, Satoru, we won't lose."

"Jay won't let us lose."

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Random thoughts that don’t take up the number of words: Isn’t this two-way rush to give everyone the sweetest apple candy?

In fact, I have foreshadowed Aze's psychological problems many times before. The normality and stability that Aze has shown so far is actually because the five summer salts he recognized are stable enough.

But now Xia Youjie deviated from the track first, causing Aze to react even more abnormally than him. This kind of abnormality had happened once before, when Gojo Satoru almost died.

In other words, as long as Xia Youjie returns to the track, Aze will also change back.

Itsuka had never noticed that Atobe Keizawa had such a problem before, but Glass felt it, so she was subconsciously prepared to coax people at all times (such as where Haibara was injured)

The most reliable eldest sister in the world - Jia Rui Ni Zi.

Xia Youjie’s story is the most difficult part of the story. I will try my best to bring everyone back to a future without regrets.