Master Gojo wants me to confess

Tokyo, Narita International Airport.

It is about 60 kilometers away from the center of Tokyo. After the three of us got off the plane, we took the Narita JR Express and rushed back to Eiji Okumura's private photography exhibition hall "Light Garden".

"Little bird, you should live here first for the time being. Don't worry, it's quiet here and the traffic is convenient." Eiji Okumura handed over the key of the photography exhibition hall.

I took the key and thanked him earnestly, "Thank you, I will return this place as soon as possible after I find a job."

Eiji Okumura shook his head and said with a smile: "If you don't mind a small matter, it's okay to give it to you here."

"Ashiu and I recently decided to travel around the world, wanting to see more free and vast existence, so you don't mind us."

"Compared to the hope you brought me, what I can do for you is too shallow."

I looked at Eiji Okumura with a gentle smile in front of me and Asho who was watching him all the time, smelled the light fragrance from the love between the two, and smiled involuntarily, "I hope you have a good time. "

"I hope everything goes well for you too." Eiji Okumura patted my shoulder, and Ash also reached out his hand to shake my hand again to say goodbye.

After the two left, I sat casually on the glass window sill of the photography studio, watching the sunset in the distance, and decided to check the situation of the mantra in Tokyo after nightfall.

22:00, Shibuya.

Putting the newly bought mobile phone into my pocket, I lowered my hat and blended into the crowd, looking for the same kind of breath.

In this bustling and noisy hotspot, the speed and level of the formation of spell spirits are much faster than those of ordinary cold and nameless places, and the types are also much richer.

After wandering around for about half an hour, when I passed a somewhat remote bar street, I managed to capture a similar one that I could barely see.

A humanoid curse spirit.

"Hi." I waved him friendly, "Can you hear me?"

It seemed to be a social terror-type mantra, and after I greeted it, it trembled and almost lost its human form.

"..."

How can you survive in a bustling circle like Tokyo?

Sighing, I asked again patiently, "Who is the boss of this area?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll eat you."

The intimidation effect of this sentence is very good, the humanoid curse spirit stopped shaking immediately, and knelt down in front of me directly, "Mugnosuke, has been... eaten by that... monster."

"That monster...is in Shibuya tonight...hunting the magic spirit, I...will hide here."

Hunting spells?

"Conjurer?" I asked, frowning.

If it's a conjurer, then I won't join in the fun.Otherwise, what if you meet an enemy.

It must be some ruthless characters who can chase me down to amnesia.

"Human beings, isn't it, the curse spirit...?" The curse spirit kneeling at the feet replied a little sluggishly.

The corner of my mouth twitched. This curse spirit obviously lacked enough intelligence, but at least it provided some useful information.

"If you want to hide, I suggest you run to the sewer." I left a suggestion, and I was going to take a look at the so-called monster it said.

However, since Shibuya itself is too large, it would take too much time to go around, so I had to randomly choose a location that is pleasing to the eye - Ogawa Town, to try my luck.

Not long after entering the vicinity of [-]-chome in Ogawa Town, I found that the aura of the curse spirits left here is extremely complicated, at least there must be forty or fifty of them. Is this a common gathering place for the curse spirits?

Following my breath, I passed through [-]-chome and stopped beside the abandoned stadium near [-]-chome.

Here, there is actually a single wounded conjurer.

Two holes were poked in his shoulders, and his jaw and most of the joints on his body were removed.Although the injury looks serious, but the breathing is steady and the heartbeat is strong, it can be regarded as a moderate to mild injury at best.

I leisurely walked up to him and squatted down, I snapped my fingers lightly, "hello, can you hear me?"

The conjurer, who had lowered his head and closed his eyes, suddenly raised his head after hearing my voice, and said with some vigilance, "Who are you? When did you come to me?"

I gave him a friendly smile, "I'm a freelance conjurer, and I accepted a bounty on monsters in Shibuya to exorcise the curse spirit."

"Conjurer?" He looked at me suspiciously, "I don't seem to have seen you before."

"Probably because I'm free." I continued to smile and activated the spell, "Don't you feel a little happy to see me?"

"It's a little bit, hehe." The conjurer laughed relaxedly, "Are you here to kill that monster Momozawa Osamu?"

"If it is, then listen to my advice, you are not his opponent."

Osamu Momozawa?

The inexplicably familiar name made me a little puzzled, could it be the curse spirit friend I knew before amnesia?

The conjurer on the opposite side was still chattering, "I don't know if there is something wrong with that guy's brain. He is not a good college student, but he wants to devour the magic spirit and degenerate himself."

"It's good now. I didn't say that I made a monster that was neither human nor effective, but suddenly I didn't know why I went crazy and made a list of conjurers to kill, which made people panic."

Miserable half-spirit, chasing and killing the conjurer?

I grabbed some key words and started to follow his topic, "Aren't there very powerful people in the magic world? Why don't they come out and solve the problem?"

He glanced at me, and suddenly lowered his voice, "Don't you know that Momozawa Osamu can't move after that person spoke?"

"He didn't break the line before, so it doesn't matter. But now, he is declaring war on the magic world! Even if the attitude of the above has not changed on the surface, in fact, the people below have received the notice of extermination."

that one?

My intuition tells me that this person should be the culprit of my amnesia, my old enemy among conjurers.

"Who is that?" I lowered my voice and asked.

The conjurer looked at me with disbelief in his eyes, "You don't know?"

I nodded calmly, "I just came back from abroad, so I don't know much about it."

"The Patriarch of the Gojo family, Wujo Wu, No. 1 in the magic world!" the magician said bluntly.

Gojo Satoru...

This name suddenly stirred up waves in my peaceful heart.

I frowned, even if I had no memory, the reaction from the soul would definitely not lie, this person really has something to do with me.

With a cold look in my eyes, I decisively decided to stay away from the owner of this name as much as possible in the future.

The news is almost complete, I stood up and said, "Thank you, but I still want to try it, just in case."

"Oh, then I wish you good luck." After the spell was lifted, the conjurer's attitude became cold.

I smiled indifferently, and just about to turn around and leave, suddenly a sharp bone blade flew out from the side and fell into my spell barrier.

"Conjurer, are you here to save someone?" An evil voice came from behind, which made the conjurer in front of him turn pale with fright.

I turned around, took off the bone blade, and stated calmly: "I don't..."

"..."

The unspoken words disappeared between my lips, and I looked at him a little blankly, at a loss.

Because, he cried.

The man called a monster stared at me fixedly, big drops of tears slipped from the light brown pupils, ran down his chin, and disappeared into the skirt of his clothes.

"...Are you okay?" I said subconsciously.

Is my face so lethal that it breaks your heart when you look at it?

Hearing my question, Osamu Momozawa still didn't respond.Along with the tears, various emotions of sadness, surprise, and regret converged into a complex smell and hit me.

Sure enough, we knew each other before, so we should have a close relationship.I quickly defined him in my mind, best friend of my kind, safe guy.

After about 5 minutes, this person finally seemed to react.He walked towards me quickly, held my little finger, and prepared to take me away with an undeniable gesture.

It stands to reason that I shouldn't be so defenseless against a strange spell spirit, but after the scene of him crying just now, I really can't say no to it.

It wasn't until he brought me to the rooftop of an old building that Momozawa Osamu let me go, turned around and asked hoarsely, "Is there anything you want to explain to me?"

His expression is like a puppy pretending to be fierce after being abandoned, I thought seriously.

Seeing that I was silent, he sneered, lowered his eyes to cover his disappointment, and said mockingly, "That's right, to you, I can't even compare to a puppy on the side of the road, how can I be worthy of you?" One sentence."

"So, why are you willing to appear in front of me now?"

I thought about it, walked over and handed over the bone blade in my hand, and pointed to his right hand missing a phalanx, "Does it hurt?"

He was startled, then raised the corners of his lips, and said softly, "I'm used to it."

Looking at his fragile and sharp appearance, I couldn't help but reach out and stroke his flaxen hair, "Sorry, I made you sad."

He pursed his lips and looked at me, struggle flashed in his eyes, as if he was in a stalemate with himself.

In the end, it was probably shaken.

Ever since, I was hugged into his arms, and what surrounded me was still somewhat sad.

I seriously thought, what did I do before to make him so sad, love debt?

Quietly letting him hug me for a few minutes, Momozawa Osamu let go of me, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you become like this?"

I looked at him, probably because of the half-curse spiritualization, the beautiful and docile facial features, which should give people the impression of being gentle and shy, are now like a blood-stained sharp knife, sharp all over.

He seems, shouldn't be like this, I thought inexplicably.

"I just woke up, wasn't I like this before?"

He looked up in surprise, "You don't remember the past?"

I nodded sincerely.

Momozawa Shusho stared at me with a dark look in his eyes, "Do you still remember my name?"

I shook my head, "My name is Xiaoniao now."

"This name is very nice and suitable for you. You should be a free bird that is not bound by anyone." He softened his eyes, removed the sharpness from his body, and smiled slightly, "Do you think I very familiar?"

I looked at him, "We were friends before?"

He shook his head, "No, I'm your dog."

dog...?

Suddenly, a strange play appeared in my mind.

I glanced at him indescribably, we curse spirits, are we all so good at playing?

"I don't own a dog!" I said firmly.

This distorted relationship must be corrected in time.

Momozawa Osamu's eyes that were full of smiles turned cold, and his voice suddenly became treacherous and low, "Even if you have no memory, are you still unwilling to accept me?"

The smell of Zi Fengxin gradually spread from the person in front of him.Rich fragrance, sweet and astringent, this emotion is called jealousy by humans.

"I can only be controlled by myself." I said calmly, "It's not that I don't accept it, I think we can have a more perfect relationship."

For example, isn't being friends much better than a strange master-servant play?

"A more perfect relationship..." Momozawa Osamu murmured twice, his eyes lit up, and the jealousy around him faded away, "I was wrong, sorry."

"It's okay." I nodded in relief, reining in before it's too late.

"correct."

I suddenly remembered something, and my expression became serious, "You know, Gojo Satoru?"

As soon as the words fell, the docile Puppy Momozawa directly transformed into a hell dog, and the killing intent in his eyes was so strong that it almost turned into substance.

"..."

It's true, the owner of this name is the common enemy of the curse spirit world.

"Little bird, why do you know him?" Osamu Momozawa managed to maintain his rationality and asked.

"The conjurer mentioned just now, is he a very powerful person?" I asked curiously, "He bullied you."

Momozawa looked at me, his expression relaxed, and he said in a solemn tone: "He has bullied you, and he has covered the sky in the world of magic, so don't get close to any magicians, okay?"

"I'll be very worried about you, little bird." Osamu Momozawa changed into wet dog eyes in a second, and begged softly.

"I understand." I agreed without hesitation.

Needless to say, I have long since decided not to go into the muddy water. Whether it is a magician or a curse spirit, it has nothing to do with me. I am just a passer-by who wants to make money.

The target is 8.6 million.

Seeing that I agreed, Momozawa Osamu laughed, and his beautiful face showed a bit of beauty in the satisfied smile.

From now on, Mr. Ming, we will never be separated again.

I've probably found a more perfect relationship than being your dog.

...

Sugisawa No. [-] High School in Miyagi Prefecture.

I don't know why, when I was looking for a high-paying part-time job, I came to this seemingly ordinary high school.

When passing the crossroads, the body subconsciously chose this direction, crossed Santiao Street inexplicably, and arrived in front of the school gate very smoothly.

Is this the school I attended before?I thought with some uncertainty.

After all, to do a full set of acting, and to be able to successfully blend into the conjurer, I definitely existed as a human being before.

Lowering my hat, I jumped over the wall and entered the school.Following the inexplicable sense of calling in my heart, I came to a home economics class preparation room in the teaching building.

Psychic Phenomena Research Society?

I scanned a simple A4 paper pasted on the door frame and reached out to push the door open.

Inside the door, three students who were about to play the Qianxian game looked at me in bewilderment. The pink-haired tiger-toothed boy had the most familiar curse aura.

"Well, who are you looking for?" The young man looked at me curiously, his voice full of youthful vigor.

"Sorry, I seem to have gone to the wrong classroom." I took off my hat and winked at the three of them, "Are you guys playing the money fairy game?"

Facts have proved that this face is very useful, and it was enthusiastically accepted without even needing surgery.

"Do you want to be together?!" The tall man with black thorns among the three invited happily.

"Okay." I said with a smile.

Sitting casually next to the pink-haired boy, I listened to the self-introduction of the three of them.

"I'm Knotabazu Yuhito, 16 years old, a first-year student." The boy introduced himself to me cheerfully, "Are you a freshman in this school? I don't seem to have seen it before."

"No, I'm here to find my friend, but he doesn't seem to be here today." I said calmly, "Just call me Xiaoniao."

"Little Bird? This name is so cute." The only short-haired girl present shyly said, "I'm Sasaki from the second grade."

"I'm in the second grade too, Iguchi."

I nodded and glanced at the two of them.They also have the same curse aura, but it's not as heavy.

"Shh-"

At this time, the door was pushed open again, and a muscular man suddenly broke in and launched a shot put challenge at Knotabagi Yuhito next to me.

Afterwards, I was enthusiastically dragged by the teenager to the school central playground.

Looking at the young man with a dazzling smile in the sun, I thought for a while, then took out my phone and shook it in front of his eyes, "Contact information, do you want to exchange it?"

Kunzhang Youruhito was stunned for a moment, then nodded heartily, "Originally, I was the one who wanted to say it, but you preempted it."

Save the contact information, and I added by the way, "If you encounter anything beyond your imagination, you can contact me."

"Eh?"

The boy was a little surprised, "Little Bird, are you from the mysterious department?"

"Mystery department?"

Knotabazu Yuhito smiled brightly, "Because when you said this, you were so handsome."

I couldn't help but smile along with him, this person is the type I won't hate.

Exiting high school in time, I headed in the opposite direction to my original destination.

Black Market Street, Bar No. 13.

This is a high-paying part-time job provided by Osamu Momozawa. Because most of the places I want to go to are too remote or high-risk places, the entrusting remuneration is generally 2-3 times higher than the market price.

I calmly took out the pass he gave me, entered the bar, and asked the bartender on the counter about the latest entrusted tasks.

"Brother newcomer?" The bartender looked at my exposed jaw and whistled.

I raised my head and glanced at him casually. The scarlet eyes, when I am not speaking, have an inexplicable deterrent force, not even like "me" in the eyes.

"...Sorry." After looking at me, the bartender handed me an electronic tablet in a panic, "This is a task that hasn't been accepted in a while."

I took it expressionlessly, and scanned the entrustment information on the electronic screen.

The types of tasks are very rich, ranging from "bring back the most beautiful piece of ice in Antarctica" to "participating in the battle for Hawaii".

After flipping through a few pages, I took aim at a task.

[Send letter to No.6, addressee—Zi Yuan]

The reward for this entrustment is 100 million, which is neither low nor high in the overall entrustment, but it is worth it in my opinion.

Click Confirm to accept the entrustment, I handed the electronic tablet back, "I have chosen, letter, give it to me."

The bartender glanced at the commission I accepted, struggled for a while, and greeted me in a low voice, "Brother, are you sure? No one dared to go to No.6 since the outbreak of parasitoid bees."

I glanced at him, and stretched out my hand with a cold expression, "Thank you for reminding me, I will take the consequences at my own risk, letter."

The bartender gave me a regretful look, then turned around and handed me an envelope, "Good luck."

After receiving the letter, I turned around and left Bar No. 13, ready to go to No.6.

Since it is a completely independent city, there is only one transportation option, the No.6 urban trunk line, which is limited to 15 people per day.

If it is normal, this trunk line is estimated to be fully loaded.But recently, because of the relationship between parasitic bees, this line is very cold.

When I got in the car, apart from me, there was only one Internet addicted girl with black hair and sailor suit left in the whole car.

From the moment she got in the car, her hand has been maintaining the stunt of typing an afterimage on the phone button.

I was a little bored looking at the rapidly flashing scenery outside the window, and listening to the girl's conversation by the way.

"Don't worry, I'll deliver the letter."

"Nanako, you can't go out with Master Xia You alone!"

"By the way, I met a somewhat familiar person, do you know who he looks like?"

"Yes, the person Xia You cares about."

"Photo, let me try."

Summer oil...?

Hearing the name, I looked over suspiciously.It's a feeling of deja vu again. Before I lost my memory, was I a social madman?

The girl in the sailor suit ended the call, then turned her head to look at me, and pointed to the phone, "Excuse me, can I take a photo with you?"

I decisively chose to refuse.

It is a very dangerous behavior to let someone record your appearance at will.

The girl pursed her lips, and seemingly inadvertently changed the camera angle, facing me.

I glanced at her and lowered the brim of my hat to completely cover most of my face.

Forget it, so be it.

...

At night, the rooftop of Sugisawa No. [-] High School, Miyagi Prefecture.

"Yo, Hui, why did you make it so miserable?" The silver-haired man with a black blindfold appeared next to the black-haired boy who was panting in a panic, with a leisurely tone.

"...Teacher Wutiao, why are you here?" Fu Heihui frowned and asked coldly.

"I don't want to come either, but the dessert I want is right here, so I stopped by." Wujo Wu smiled and handed the dessert in his hand to Fu Heihui, "Super popular air puffs, limited sale .”

"Where are the fingers?"

Fu Heihui was silent for a while, then pointed to the pink-haired boy opposite, "He was parasitized."

Gojo Satoru was still smiling, but the smile didn't catch his eyes, "Su Nuo's...container..."

There was an imperceptible coolness in his tone.

"So, Hui, what should we do with the parasitic host?"

Fu Heihui pursed his lips, looked up at the smiling Wujo Wu, and said in a low voice, "Punishment."

"bingo."

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, approached the dazed-faced Knotabagi Yuren, and said in a cool tone, "This classmate, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled the boy in front of him and sniffed lightly.

fragrance...

The smell emanating from the side of the boy's neck in memory seemed to wrap around the man's nose again.

The smile on the lips suddenly deepened, and under the eyepatch, there were frightening waves in the ice-blue pupils,

"Where does your smell come from?"

"smell?"

Yuzu Yujin was a little puzzled, "Is it the smell of that finger?"

Gojo Gojo narrowed his eyes, leaned over and carefully looked at the pink-haired boy in front of him.Immediately, she reached out and touched his forehead.

In the next second, Knotabagi Yuhito fell into a coma.

"Hui, bring them both back to the college later~ I have a little other business." Gojo Wu turned around, raised his eyebrows and said to Fu Hei Hui.

"The two of them...?" Fu Heihui looked down at the knotweed Youren on the ground, a little puzzled.

Gojo Satoru pointed to the dessert bag in his hand.

Fu Heihui: "..."

*

Half an hour later, Harajuku.

Osamu Momozawa spat out blood, looked at Gojo Satoru who suddenly appeared in front of him, and smiled provocatively, "The first genius in the magic world, what's the matter with a monster like me?"

"Ou Momozawa."

Wujo Wuju looked down at his former classmate who was leaning against the dangerous wall, and said with a light smile, "What about him?"

Osamu Momozawa lowered his eyes and spoke sharply, "He? Do you need me to recall what happened ten years ago, Senior Gojo?"

Gojo Satoru sighed, and clicked his tongue softly, "Over the years, the puppy has become more and more misbehaving. If he sees it, he will definitely fall out of favor."

"ill."

Looking at Gojo Satoru with a somewhat sick expression, Momozawa Osamu couldn't help being startled, and his expression became serious.

Ming-jun, absolutely don't let him find out...

"Puppy, do you know why I came to you today?" Gojo Satoru leaned aside, seemingly in a good mood.

Momozawa remained silent.

Gojo Satoru laughed, "Today, I smelled something that belonged to a person."

"It's a very special scent. When he's in love, the scent will become very strong accordingly. I've tried it many times."

"So, do you know what it means?"

It means you are sick!

Momozawa stared at him with a gloomy expression.

"The bird that escaped from my fingers probably landed on my fingertips again." Gojo Satoru said softly.

The author has something to say: the foreshadowing of the previous fragrance is now in use!

Gojo Satoru has started to speak frantically...

Puppies are the best kids in the world!

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New map, children's cult, No.6!

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