[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

Huai Liang did not ask further questions, which made it seem as if she particularly wanted to hear others' praise - even though she thought that the words "a good match for Gojo Satoru" she might hear were not a compliment.

"But...from what I know, Jay was looking for a girl like crazy some time ago."

Her brown eyes swept over the girl who hadn't eaten at all, and Jialiu Nishiko said with a smile, "It's a coincidence that when Wuyi announced his engagement with you, the Panxing Sect stopped its search for him."

"Ah... that's what happened."

Huailiang swallowed a mouthful of chicken with scallions and did not avoid the other party's indirect questioning. "But I don't know why he wants me to do it."

She made a '2' gesture with her fingers, shrugged, and lit up a short, spicy white KENT cigarette. "In fact, I have only met him twice so far."

Jialiu Xiaozi's urge to smoke was aroused. She took the cigarette handed to her, lit it and took a deep puff: "This is strange, is it a coincidence? You two both smoke the same brand."

"is it?"

Huai Liang lowered his head and took a sip of coconut lime wine. "Do you keep in touch with him often?"

In the first round, she did keep drawing this brand, and even used 'kiss ever never tease' to tease Geto Suguru.

In the second round, she pretended to be a good girl, and it seemed that after confirming their relationship, Geto Suguru changed his cigarette to the lighter-tasting Marlboro Sakura Burst.

Looking back now, maybe they thought she didn't smoke and were afraid that the overly pungent smell of tobacco would bother her.

"It's not that bad. We chat occasionally and tease each other about the progress of his 'dream'."

Ieiri Shoko sighed, "Well now, it looks like there's no way he and Satoru can repair their relationship."

After a pause, she coughed lightly, "I'm not blaming you, I just feel that life... is a bit like a melodramatic TV series, with good brothers falling in love with the same girl at first sight. Is it fate?"

After shaking the cigarette butt in the ashtray, Jialiu Naoko regained her calm expression: "You know, doctors like us who study human science have never believed in ghosts, gods, or fate--"

"But I still have to say it. Believe it or not, I felt very friendly the first time I saw you. I'm not just being polite. Maybe it's what someone on the Internet said? Past life, present life, or parallel universe?"

Huailiang smiled: "I'm really happy to hear such words."

"But who knows, maybe we have 'met' each other many times."

She raised her glass and clinked it with the other person's, and the glass made a crisp sound.

"Miki Fushiguro's condition is really not good. You went to the hospital with me today. The reversal technique did not work on her."

Huailiang recalled what he had seen in the latest 'predictive picture' related to Gojo Satoru, in which Fushiguro Megumi was possessed by Ryomen Sukuna, and long black patterns were distributed on Megumi's face.

There was a kind of strange beauty. Although the black patterns on Miki Fushiguro's face were different in pattern, she already had a bad feeling - perhaps she was marked with some bad curse.

"That thing looks a bit like... a curse seal."

Ieiri Naoko took a bite of the spicy cold clams and took a sip of the clear wine from the edge of the glass. "These are the marks left by the impact of the cursed power."

"Although I don't know why someone would attack a non-magician, it is obviously caused by someone with malicious intent. Unless the person who cast the 'curse' on him erases the curse, it is almost impossible for others to erase it through external force."

Huai Liang seemed to see hope: "Almost? In other words, it is possible?"

Ieiri Naoko dismissed the other party's newly-arising idea without hesitation: "This requires extremely precise manipulation of magical power, which even Gojo Satoru cannot do."

"As time goes by, the curse has become more and more integrated with her body, and it is inseparable. If something goes wrong, it will be fatal."

Huailiang had already used his spiritual thread to carefully examine Fushiguro Miki's body. There was indeed a mass of pure cursed energy in her body that would not dissipate, and it had already penetrated deep into her heart.

She also tried to use the power of "blessing" to try to wrap it up with spiritual threads and dissolve it.

But the dark cursed power surged like a poisonous insect, almost entangling the spiritual thread she stretched out.

Fearing that she might accidentally fail to save the person and end up killing him, she had no choice but to stop.

At this stage, her mental strength is not yet able to resist the erosion of that strange cursed power. Perhaps she has to wait until her mental strength is fully recovered before she can try again.

Moreover, after hearing Ieiri Naoko's explanation of the cause of the curse, she became even more upset. Perhaps the action of touching the "curse" this time had already been noticed by the person who cast the curse back then.

Sensing Huailiang's frustration, Jiali Glass touched the teardrop mole under the corner of her eye and whispered to comfort him: "Maybe there is another way. Aren't you and Wu looking for a mysterious man? Maybe he is the murderer who caused Fushiguro Miki to fall asleep."

"As long as we kill him, the curse he has cast will dissipate."

"I'll lend you some good words."

"Didi-di-di-di-"

The phone issued a series of notification sounds. Huailiang touched the screen and entered Line. A series of more than thirty messages mixed with various cat emoticons were refreshed from bottom to top.

From 'what are you doing' at the beginning, to 'why don't you reply to my message', to 'I miss you so much', and finally it turned into a series of self-pity, coaxing and warnings.

All this news originated from the same 'instigator' - Gojo Satoru.

When she opened the text message mailbox and communication interface again, she found that she could not receive any messages from 8 a.m. to 10 p.m. Her phone was accidentally put into flight mode, so she naturally could not receive any messages.

As for Line, it was an implanted automatic cracking program that connected to the restaurant's WiFi and received the network message.

Ieiri Naoko showed a half-smile, intending to watch the show: "It seems that the person on the other end of the phone is very anxious."

Huai Liang sighed. How could she, such a grown-up, get lost?

However, facing such enthusiastic "concern", she did not feel annoyed.

After all, she is still the 'bait', and she and Gojo Satoru have become an engaged couple that is publicly announced.

The deep interest in the Gojo family and the cursed tools is also mixed with a little ambiguity.

It is understandable that the other party behaves so nervously.

"Click——"

Huailiang took a picture of the food in front of him, including Jiaru Xiaozi's hand holding the wine glass, and sent the photo while appearing in the frame.

In less than a second, a reply came: "Glass?"

Huailiang replied: "Yeah"

The person on the other side seemed to be squatting next to the phone, and responded quickly:

"Turn the camera over and take another picture."

"?"

"Let me see my dishes."

Huai Liang: “…”

Where on earth had he learned all this fancy stuff?