I'm the heroine of a love game in a comic book

Gojo Satoru propped up his chin. "You mean I didn't see that person when I first entered the theater, but he just suddenly appeared out of nowhere?"

"Correct."

That’s because the cursed spirit is about to come out to kill people and you are about to die, so you “see” it.

Everyone thought.

She changed the subject and said lightly, "Fortunately, Naoya discovered the abnormality in time and asked me and the others in the theater to leave quickly. Not long after, he said that the man had been driven away by him."

"What's strange to me is that I was standing outside the door the whole time, but that person didn't step out of the theater. Where did he go? And the moment I stepped out of the theater, I seemed to no longer be able to see the theater, until Naoya came out."

Xuejian leisurely admired the faces of the people who were extremely surprised and trying to hide their faces in panic.

[If you ask me, all sorcerers are too arrogant. Naoya's flaws just make him stand out.]

Xuejian was chatting casually in the system.

[Self-deficiency... Host, you are really good at scolding people now.]

Ignoring the system's complaints, Xue Jian continued, "They really treat the general public as fools. The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons caused countless deaths and injuries overnight, but they dismissed it as a trivial gas explosion, as if no one had ever experienced March 3.20. Even if there are fools, when the family members see the body of the deceased that has been bitten to pieces, they will not believe this excuse."

Moreover, these people were not serious when they were on the mission. Xuejian heard more than once that Zenin Naoya on the other end of the phone was answering her questions while fighting with unstable breathing, and she also heard the sound of a dagger breaking through the air.

——Experience from Gipson, a former backbone of a black/social group.

Not to mention the heartless lies that Gojo Satoru told when he came to arrest Sato Yu. Whose teacher is a part-time policeman? You might as well say that you are a yakuza master who is also a hot teacher! Sato Yu owed your family a loan shark, so it makes sense to capture her and chop off her fingers.

[It feels like the host has been wanting to complain about this world for a long time.] The system realized it belatedly.

Xuejian stirred the parfait that was about to melt. Chocolate and melon were a perfect match. She scooped a large spoonful and put it into her mouth. The sweet fruit pulp mixed with the cool ice cream went down her throat, making her sigh with satisfaction.

"Mr. Gojo, why don't you eat it? This is the most popular parfait in Shibuya."

A smile of confidence.

Let me hear your lies. They must impress me more than those of Zenin Naoya.

Zenin Maki was sweating profusely.

She cursed Zenin Naoya and Gojo Satoru a thousand times in her heart, asking why they were not more careful when killing the cursed spirits. They must have been discovered.

Come to think of it, she herself didn't know why she had to hide the existence of the sorcerer.

The official explanation is that these unsung heroes are needed to avoid causing social panic. Under the influence of this concept, the younger generation of sorcerers more or less have a sense of determination for the sake of "great justice".

But as they grow older, their ambitions no longer exist, and the young people turn into veterans and workers, becoming what Teacher Gojo calls the "mold on rotten oranges" and fertilizer that dies at an unknown time.

This gradually gave rise to the existence of curse masters.

Wouldn't it be better to just kill all the ordinary people? They only produce cursed spirits and won't appreciate our efforts. Why should we risk our lives for ordinary people? Do they know that we sacrifice our lives to clean up the mess created by humans, and will they shed a tear for us?

Zenin Maki doesn't think she is that righteous. She works hard as a sorcerer just to prove to her family that she is not a waste. She only cares about herself and her sister.

But when an ordinary person really touched their existence and was only one step away from the world of spells, Zenin Maki subconsciously covered up.

Let's not do it, it's too dangerous. People like Sister Xuejian should live in the sun.

"Zenin Naoya just loves to make a mountain out of a molehill. He taught a thug a lesson and made it mysterious."

Maki's voice sounded unnatural, and everyone rushed to reply as if they had been freed from a spell. "Yeah, he always likes to show off, so he must pretend in front of his girlfriend."

"I slept soundly on Christmas Eve. Did anything big happen?"

“The panda doesn’t know either.”

Gao Zuo Youjia made the final decision, "Sister Xuejian, your work must be too sensitive. How can a few of us students know the inside story of the news that can make the front page headlines? Hahahaha."

Everyone nodded in unison, "Yes, yes."

Gojo Satoru did not participate in the students' clumsy performance. The eye mask concealed his eyes well. Under his eyes, Tsukishiro Yukimi was as pure as a piece of white paper, and it seemed that she had never been troubled by the curse spirit.

But for an ordinary person, especially a lawyer, who is a hated profession, it is too suspicious.

"Xuejian and I are of the same kind. She doesn't belong to this world."

Gojo Satoru inexplicably recalled these words.

Special first-class curse master Sato Yu was sentenced to death and carried out by Gojo Satoru himself. It was said that this was the request of the prisoner himself.

The execution ground was in a valley. Gojo Satoru's leather shoes walked rhythmically towards his best friend's only confidant, splashing a cloud of dust. He said in the familiar cynical tone, "Do you have any last words that you must tell me? Did you fall in love with me during the chase?"

Maple leaves fell on the woman's shoulders. The dark jade-colored kimono was very suitable for attending a funeral. After hearing what he said, the originally cold smile on Sato Yu's face seemed to expand a little, and then quickly turned into a look of lowering eyebrows and eyes. "I'm sorry, I have tried very hard. I don't want Jay to die. I have persuaded him."

she said softly.

I didn't expect this to be the sentence.

Is this kimono for Jay?

It seems that Jay has been living quite well these years.

There are people who care about him just like me.

Before his death, Sato Yu only told him two things. One was to cremate Jie's body, and the other was to tell Xuejian to give up Zenin Naoya. "That man will definitely not let Xuejian get the result she wants. Let's not waste time on him."

When I asked Sato Yu what kind of results they wanted, she stopped talking again.

"If Xuejian gets deeper and deeper into this, she will just be stuck in a nightmare like me, unable to get out. It's better to leave here and start over."

Sato Yuu finally left a cryptic sentence: "Society is impetuous, there will be more and more special-grade cursed spirits, be careful."

"Teacher, isn't that right?" Maki pinched Gojo Satoru hard.

Really, why are you distracted at such a critical moment?

"Ouch, Maki, your grip is too strong." Gojo Satoru complained.

He stared at Xuejian earnestly, his expression was rare and serious. "Do you really want to know? Once the magic box is opened, it can never be closed again."

"Being so secretive will only make me more curious." Xuejian spread her hands. "It seems you are not going to tell me anymore."

Haha, Gojo Satoru pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Then why don't you go and ask the Zen temple directly? Did he send you away?"

Xuejian's breathing stagnated, and she glanced out the window angrily without saying anything.

"Yo, so you want to know your boyfriend's little secret~" Gojo Satoru teased.

It would be better if Gojo Satoru was not here. Xuejian would be quite confident that she could coax a few children. Xuejian was angry.

Once she gets the words out of the students, she can pretend to be touched by the "hero behind the scenes" and then confront Zenin Naoya. She can see whether Zenin Naoya will still deny it or make excuses in the name of protection.

Still, I will put her on an equal footing and tell her about my first half of life.

I want to explore this mysterious and magnificent world from your mouth and share everything about us.

Instead of covering myself in a glass case and looking at the scars on your back as if I knew nothing.

Love is not made up of lies. When I get your complete love, I will stay in this world and stay with you to the end.

Xue Jian did not get angry as Gojo Satoru expected. She seemed to have suddenly become more enlightened. "Mr. Gojo, are you still unwilling to tell me the truth?"

The other party nodded slightly, "Yes."

I won’t get involved in the affairs of young couples, so I’m leaving now.

"Okay then." Xue Jian was not too disappointed. She quickly finished her dessert and distributed business cards to everyone. "If you need anything, please feel free to call me. There is no charge for minors."

I am really a qualified worker and I never forget to attract customers.

Xuejian stood up to say goodbye. As she stepped out of the store, she seemed to remember something and said to Gojo Satoru, "By the way, the guy with stitches on his face that I told you about, he was actually coming for the boy in front of us at first, but was stopped by Naoya."

"That child's name is Yoshino Junpei."

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It was an ordinary working day. Xuejian was thinking absentmindedly that Zenin Naoya had called her some time ago and tried to reconcile with her in a shy manner. He bought her gifts and mailed them to her home, but he hasn't appeared much recently.

Could it be that he is on another mission?

I have to find a way to make my reason for knowing the truth less far-fetched and get over this hurdle quickly.

After finally getting off work, she was suddenly stopped by a tall figure.

"You're a lawyer, right? I have someone here who's in big trouble and needs your defense."