Master Gojo wants me to confess

Russell Square side alley, London, England.

I looked at the surrounding environment expressionlessly, a large number of garden houses, lively streets full of people, and people of different races with different skin colors...

What is this place?

Maybe everyone will find it very strange, I don't know where and why I can stand here?The reason is simple, because as soon as I woke up, I was here.

Also, I seem to have amnesia, although I'm not sure myself.

I don't have any memory except before I opened my eyes, and my past cognition is blank and there is no trace to be found.

However, this does not affect me knowing that I am not a human being, but a curse spirit.This is the answer born with knowledge and engraved in the soul.

Curse spirits, a collection of curses conceived from human negative emotions.It doesn't sound like a wonderful existence, but I don't feel it, and it doesn't affect me.

Because I neither intend to oppose human beings, nor do I intend to join strange magic spirit organizations to cause trouble. My only dream is to work hard to make money and buy gems that repeatedly appeared in dreams when I was sleeping.

A pair of icy blue ones, beautiful and shining like a falling starry sky, seemed to be engraved on my heart from birth, unforgettable.

"Sir, today is the Gemstone Appreciation Day of the British Museum, please don't miss it!"

Just as I was recalling the gemstone in my dream, a brunette boy passing by me suddenly handed me the leaflet in his hand, interrupting my thoughts.

"Thank you." I took the leaflet and looked at him with some doubts.

This boy seems to be nothing special, why can he see me?Logically speaking, ordinary human beings cannot see the curse spirit.

The brown-haired boy looked at me, and was dazed for a moment, then blushed suddenly in my puzzled eyes, and stammered: "Sir, what... what's wrong?"

"Can you see me?" I asked curiously.

"Of course, I think no one can ignore such a beautiful person as you!" The boy praised excitedly.

"..."

beauty?

I think there may be something wrong with the aesthetics of the flyer boy.

I casually raised my hand to look at the content of the leaflet, and the next second, I immediately decided to go to the British Museum Gem Exhibition ahead.

Because, the "star of extreme cold" on the leaflet is at least eight or nine points similar to the gemstone in my dream.

Following the route marked on the single page, I wandered towards the museum at a leisurely pace.For some reason, passers-by along the way will always cast their eyes on me intentionally or unintentionally. The number of times is too high, which makes me feel a little troublesome.

Stopping, I turned and walked towards a dark alley in the opposite direction.This kind of place is often haunted by all kinds of hooligans and hooligans, and it is easy to find fault when you are alone.

Within 2 minutes of wandering around, I was successfully blocked in a dark alley by a group of visual system hooligans.

A long-haired strong man in the lead looked at me and whistled, "Wow~ look what we caught, a beautiful beauty who is alone!"

Behind him was a group of younger brothers who followed suit.

I raised my eyebrows, "Beautiful beauty, are you talking about me?"

"Tsk, the voice is so nice, and the emotional voice on the bed must be even more beautiful." The strong man smiled evilly twice, and ordered, "Suppress him, I want to have fun here."

"Hey, follow orders, boss!" After finishing speaking, seven or eight younger brothers gathered around at the same time.

I clicked my tongue lightly, killing people is very troublesome, and dealing with the aftermath is also very troublesome, so let's be gentle.

...

Two minutes later, I stepped on the hooligan boss who had been stripped of most of his bones, and said with a blank expression: "Root, hand over all valuables."

Rogue gang: "..."

"Hurry up." I rubbed his dislocated joint with the tip of my toe, "The gem exhibition is about to start, and if it's delayed, it's not just as simple as the joint being removed."

"I'll give it! I'll give it! Don't be angry!" The gangster boss turned pale, and quickly handed me the wallet and jewelry on his body.

I looked at the big gold chain and small watch he handed over, threw it back with some disgust, and only accepted the cash on his body.

"Go away." I let go of my foot, turned and walked out of the alley.

The next second, there was a sound of a wooden barn behind me, and a silver bullet was flying towards me.I stopped and turned around with a cold expression. The bullet in front of me was blocked by the spell barrier ten centimeters away from me.After I withdrew my spell power, it immediately fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The hooligan boss who opened the wooden warehouse looked at me, his expression gradually becoming frightened, "The devil! You are a devil! Good God, help me!"

"fear."

I cast a glance at the panicked hooligan boss, and activated the spell.

After a while, he suddenly howled wildly, rolling all over the ground, with extreme fear and despair in his voice.

Standing aside expressionlessly, I waited for the pinch point to release the spell.

This technique is called emotional manipulation.It can infinitely magnify the opponent's emotions and turn them into sharp blades for attack.

You can imagine that when the sadness you have is magnified a thousand times or ten thousand times, the whole mind is occupied by this extreme emotion, the brain nerves are overloaded, and you can't do anything except respond to the excess emotions you receive If there is any other reaction, you can only let the mermaid go.

After 1 minute, I lifted the spell.Ignoring the distorted expression and twitching person behind him, he walked out of the dark alley.

I didn't play hard, he was frightened to the point of losing his mind for a month at most.After all, I am a very kind and measured mantra.

Along the street, I randomly picked a jewelry store and went in, looking for a mirror to look at myself.

The young man in the mirror looked about 22 or 3 years old, with slightly long black hair, scarlet eyes, and a cold expression.Coupled with a slightly bewitching silhouette, it has an eye-catching sense of inhumanity.

No wonder.

I suddenly realized, and then found a fisherman's hat to cover most of my face, especially those dark red eyes.

It's no problem at all, I nodded with some satisfaction.

After leaving the jewelry store, I continued on my original route.

The British Museum is free and open, and you can visit it without tickets.After a simple security check, I entered the hall, ignored all the precious and gorgeous exhibits around me, and went directly to the exhibition hall where the "Extremely Cold Star" was located.

The light blue diamonds displayed in the transparent glass windows are shining brilliantly under the reflection of the surrounding spotlights, which is breathtaking, but I always feel that something is missing.

What's missing?I frowned.

It seems that there is a little less flying smile, wanton and reckless.

Blinking my eyes, I thought I might have just woken up, my mind was not clear, how could gems have emotions, and I am not a gem person.

By the way, I took a look at the relevant introduction in the appendix, and found that the current price of this "extremely cold star" is 8.6 million.

"..."

I was caught in a spell of doubt.

If I want to buy it, should I apply for a Gundam driver or Cowherd?

But remembering that he is a black household now, he can only sigh helplessly.The only way to get money seems to be the troublesome option of being a killer or joining a strange organization.

Walking out of the museum with a sleepy look, I sat casually on a bench outside the square and began to seriously think about ways to make money.

First, I need a fake certificate.As for the money for the certificate, I chose to obtain it through a very efficient way, that is, spontaneous activities to maintain social order, commonly known as black and black eating.

I am a very active person for my ideals. After I had a plan in my mind, I turned around and went back to the dark alley again.

In order to increase the confusion, I took off the hat directly to reveal the whole picture.Slightly lowering his eyes, covering the blood in his eyes, he walked slowly through the alley.

Like the twilight in the dark night attracting moths, within 10 minutes, I had already dealt with three waves of well-meaning people who offered to send money.

Funds for the certificate get.

Just as I was about to leave, a hesitant voice sounded from the opposite side, "Student Asuka?"

I looked up and saw a brown-haired man with a gentle smile talking.Standing beside him was a blond, blue-eyed, handsome man with an aura that would make one unreasonably reminiscent of the free snow leopard on Mount Kilimanjaro.

"Are you calling me?" I asked suspiciously.

"I don't think I'm wrong. Although the appearance has changed a bit, I won't remember the appearance of my benefactor." The brown-haired man smiled kindly, and held out his hand to me, "Eiji Okumura."

"He's Ash."

I looked at him for a while, there was no negative emotion on this man, he was telling the truth.

Shaking his hand back, I calmly said: "Sorry, I had an accident, I don't remember much about the past."

Eiji Okumura was stunned for a moment, then looked at me apologetically, "Sorry, Asuka-kun, if you encounter any trouble and need my help, just ask."

"So is Ash."

The blond man named Ash nodded, with a low voice, "Thanks to you, Eiji and I can meet again, and I will do my best to help."

After listening to the two of them, I thought for a while, nodded and said, "Can you please tell me about our encounter before?"

Eiji Okumura smiled, "No problem, let's find a place to sit and talk."

...

"The Cat Coffee"

"You said, I'm a magician?" I asked a little surprised.

"Well, that's how Asuka-kun introduced himself back then." Eiji Okumura affirmed: "You are with me, and your two assistants are also two outstanding people."

"But the name, I don't remember clearly."

I frowned, inferring a wave of cause and effect in my mind.

Probably I was an undercover agent sent by the magic spirit world before, and I have been lurking among the human magicians, waiting for the opportunity to move.As a result, his actions were exposed and he was chased and killed by the magician, which made him what he is now.

Reasonable and convincing to me.

After finishing the reasoning in my head, I looked at Eiji Okumura who was smiling and Ashura who was gentle, and asked curiously, "Are you a couple?"

Ash shook his head and held Eiji's hand, "He is where my soul lies."

I sniffed subconsciously, the love between these two people is the smell of new snow, pure white and clear.

"By the way, Asuka-kun." Eiji Okumura looked at me, "Ashiu and I are going back to Neon in the afternoon, do you want to come together?"

"Okay." I nodded, with some hesitation, "However, I don't have any ID right now..."

Ashura smiled, "I'll take care of this."

My eyes lit up, "Thank you."

"And, you can just call me Xiaoniao."

Before you are sure that there is no trouble, changing your name is the easiest and most effective way to avoid trouble.

As for why I took the risk, the reason is simple.I think there may still be a large fortune waiting for me at Nihong, so that I can be an undercover agent, at least hundreds of millions of dollars will be paid, right?

I have endless expectations for where I will go back.

...

Now, on the other side.

Tokyo, High School of Magic.

"Hui~ Su Nuo's fingers, please." The silver-haired man with a pure black blindfold on his face, holding his chin, instructed casually to the only black-haired student in the classroom.

"...Are you still running away?" Fu Heihui lowered his eyes and asked coldly.

"Hui, what are you talking about, the teacher can't understand at all." Gojo Satoru smiled, and the ice blue eyes behind the blindfold were dim and infinite, "If you can't figure it out, you can ask me for help when the time comes."

Fu Heihui silently glanced at the self-deceiving man on the podium, and shifted his gaze to the half-bloomed spring cherry blossoms outside the window.

The tenth early spring.

*

Panxing Cult, the upper floor of the main hall.

A black-haired man in cassock, with narrow fox eyes, leaned against the upper balcony, casually sweeping across the distant street, his fingertips filled with smoke.

"Lord Xia You, you have already explained what you ordered." The girl in sailor suit with black fair hair replied softly, her eyes were full of admiration.

"Thank you, Mimiko." Xia Youjie chuckled and patted her on the head affectionately.

"No...no hard work, Master Xia You!" Mimiko said excitedly.

"Master Xiayou, please refrain from smoking." Beside him, another girl with light-colored hair and a ball head reminded with some concern.

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes, remained silent for a moment, then extinguished the cigarette between his fingers, "It's just boring."

Nanako looked at the somewhat indifferent man and sighed in her heart.Following Xia Youjie's line of sight, it was in the direction of Qingkong Street.

ten years...

She thought helplessly, when will Master Xia You let go?

*

Tokyo, Shibuya, Ogawacho.

"Where did that man go?" The man with flaxen hair and light brown eyes smiled slightly, and skillfully poked a hole in the shoulder of the magician in his hand, "If you don't say anything, you can replace him. "

"Xu Momozawa, you... You betrayed the magic world and turned into this inhuman monster, you are willing to degenerate. Now you dare to hunt and kill the magician, you are simply unforgivable! "

Momozawa Osamu who heard the magician's words seemed to be poked at the point of laughter, and laughed, "Crime? Who will judge me?"

"The qualified person is no longer here."

He seemed to have remembered something, and his voice became strange, "Perhaps, you can make Wujo come to his senses."

The conjurer in his hand trembled after hearing this.

An existence like Gojo Satoru is not much better than you!

When Osamu Momozawa saw this, his face turned cold, and he instantly transformed his fingertips into bone blades, and scratched the conjurer's fragile neck, "The countdown is three seconds."

3, 2...

The author has something to say: Do you still remember the signature of Huayu?Born for love, so the current bird is a curse spirit reborn from love. As for whose love is it, it is obvious, right?

The matter of memory is one of the prices he paid, and the chapter on Wanxiang Mountain has already paved the way!

When Xiaoniao meets Xia You when he goes back, Momozawa is easy to say, but when it comes to Gojo Satoru, who has already criticized Gojo, it is hard to say.There is a high probability that he will be locked up in a small dark room, so let us pray for him.

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About spells.

Emotional manipulation, inspired by Gojo Satoru's infinite space, one with intracranial suffocation, one with doubled lust, that is heaven!

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感谢在2021-02-1421:34:49~2021-02-1519:36:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: 1 piece of water-stopping everything;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 pieces of Zhishuiwuwu;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Lucifer;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 3 Chenghua da da da; 4539169, 2 grapefruits with no hair;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Chenghua Dadada; 10 bottles of Sanhanzi; 3 bottles of Yedu; 1 bottle of sangatsu and Pleurotus eryngii;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!