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

The pair of blue eyes looked at Huai Liang with burning eyes: "After the explosion at the underground auction house of the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce, I started to have this dream again."

"Ryo-chan never talked to me about her past, and what she told Fushiguro Megumi... I don't believe a word of it."

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, raised his head and took a big sip of sparkling wine, "As far as I know, Liang-chan's first encounter with Jie and the first time she entered the public eye was at the auction that day, right?"

"So, I also want to ask Liang-chan, why did I relive the dream with 'her' again after you 'appeared'?"

"Can you tell me why?"

Huai Liang's heart sank. Sure enough, the scenes in his dream all happened in reality.

It's just that the object in the 'dream' is...herself, disguised as the former fiancée.

"You don't know, how should I know?"

Before setting up the 'drinking party', Huai Liang had considered all possible emergencies, including but not limited to the 'fire' burning her.

She acted calmly, "After all, according to your age, Wujun... I was only a few years old at that time."

Yes, this body, which remains at the age of 29 when she first traveled through time no matter how many weeks it goes through, is the biggest proof of her identity.

"Actually, I wanted to say this before. If it's the so-called twins, Wu Jun's original fiancée's age should be not much different from yours, unlike me--"

"Ha, are you looking down on me for being old? That's really sad."

Gojo Satoru pouted. Such a childish action did not look out of place on his overly handsome face.

His slender fingers tapped on the table again and again, making a soft "thump thump" sound. This was his habitual movement when he was thinking.

"I've read the physical report from Nitro, and your bone age is indeed correct... so this is what I can't figure out."

He propped his head up with one hand, as if he was a little drunk. "I'm sure it's you. My feeling has never been wrong - but there's always something that doesn't match."

"My intuition has never been wrong. Over the past few years, it has been guiding me, and every decision I made was correct."

Huai Liang tried her best to calm the chill down her spine. This guy really had the instincts of a wild animal. She immediately changed the subject: "Are you talking about becoming the head of the Gojo family... the efforts you have made along the way?"

"Ah, that's right."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly, his silver eyelashes fluttering like cicada wings, "Including but not limited to, saving the lives of Haibara and Nanami."

"Speaking of which, I found out that a former mid-level executive in the Directorate, Kazuya Matsushita, also seemed to have been infected by the sutures."

"With the answer, all the inconsistencies become clear. Back then, that guy took advantage of his position and planned several times, causing our close peers to encounter 'unexpected' high-level cursed spirits."

He yawned slightly, and a layer of light mist appeared in his eyes. "I have carefully checked the files of the past missions of the high-level specialist. Almost all of them revolve around how to break Jie's spirit and increase his psychological burden."

"Considering the parasitic technique of 'Suture', it is not difficult to guess that the other party seems to be aiming for Jay's technique... This is the point I want to talk about tonight."

Gojo Satoru lowered his voice and whispered softly: "Tell me, should I tell him, Liang-chan?"

Perhaps this is the difference between geniuses and ordinary people.

Huailiang thought calmly that only one key piece of information was needed to connect countless seemingly ordinary but actually useful points one by one, and eventually draw the correct conclusion.

"He's your best friend, not mine."

After a pause, Huailiang put down the empty wine glass in his hand and looked at the shadows of the trees swaying in the wind outside the window. "But I still care about why Suture gave birth to Yuji Itadori herself."

"Since he is my mortal enemy, I will never let him do what he wants."

Gojo Satoru said "Oh", and then laughed softly: "Are you saying you want to kill Itadori Yuji?"

Huai Liang knew that the other party was implying that she was being hypocritical. She clearly said that Xia Youjie had nothing to do with her, but her words showed that she wanted to save Xia Youjie.

So he deliberately used the impossible thing of "killing Yuji Itadori" to stab her.

"If necessary."

Huailiang pretended not to hear the other party's implication and did not respond. She adjusted her position and moved closer to him. "I haven't settled the score with you for using me as a substitute."

"I've already told you, it's not a stand-in."

Gojo Satoru still insisted on his statement, but his words gradually became slower due to the paralysis of alcohol. "I will find the reason... and prove it."

"But Liang-chan, it seems that you have never said that you like me."

His body tilted, and he leaned against the edge of the sofa as if he was drunk, and with a little effort he hugged Huai Liang into his arms.

The breath with the smell of alcohol was entangled with strands of heat, spraying on her ear: "A little bit?"

Huailiang took a deep breath and tried his best to ignore the wet feeling coming from his ear: "I haven't finished asking."

"No, no, I drank, so my mind is not clear and my five senses are dulled."

Gojo Satoru lowered his head, resting his forehead against her shoulder, and tightly trapped her in his arms, "You will say the wrong thing."

Huailiang raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

"I just want to ask what the effects are like in your field."

Gojo Satoru's voice was muffled: "Well, didn't Glass tell you?"

Huai Liang moved his fingers, and were pinched by the other party's hot palm and played with from time to time.

"She said that the name of your domain is Infinite Void, and it focuses more on the caster. It can infuse the brains of all creatures in the domain with unlimited information, causing them to stop thinking and unable to act."

"Yeah, that's it." Gojo Satoru's voice was tinged with confusion.

Huailiang swallowed and slowed down his tone: "So, rather than attacking, your domain is more inclined towards defense and restricting the enemy's actions?"

"It's a very powerful area that is convenient for capturing enemies and interrogating them."

"Have you ever planned to use me?"

Gojo Satoru twisted his body, rubbing his head against the other's shoulder, and began to act like a spoiled brat: "Don't ask anymore."

He even cooperated and pretended to make a few snoring sounds, "I'm already asleep."

"Really? Fell asleep?"

Huailiang turned his body around, held the other person's face with both hands, and stared quietly at the blue 'sea' in front of him with his silver-gray eyes.

"So what you're saying is, if I do anything to you next—"

"You don't have any objections?"