I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

Finally, Gojo Satoru led me to the file room.

However, after arriving at the archives room, he did not leave directly, but walked into the archives room with me, and pointed out to me where the archives about Xiayou were located.

"I remember it is here." Gojo Satoru pointed out the location and said, "The files of the three members of our class are all in this section, including all the time they were resolved, and they are arranged according to the year."

I said thank you, walked over and stopped in front of the cabinet in the middle full of paper documents and files.

The names of [Wujo Wu], [Jiaru Nizi], and [Xia Youjie] pasted on the glass window outside the cabinet, for some reason, reminded me of the first time I came to the High School of Conjuration, in the mountainside Seen on the crooked-neck tree by the stream, the name engraved on the tree.

I paused, opened the door of the cabinet, looked at the files arranged in order, and took out the basic file marked with the name [Xia Youjie], intending to sit down and read it slowly.

But when I looked back, Gojo Satoru, who walked into the archives room with me, had already sat down on the only set of desks and chairs in the archives room. He sat on the chair and leaned back so that the chair could only use his two hind legs. Supported, Gojo Satoru threw his two long legs up on the table again, overlapping them casually.

So this guy just came in to show me a spot?

Normally, Gojo Satoru and Xia You are close friends, so he might be the one who knows the most about Xia You. He doesn't plan to say anything?

Forget it.

I simply leaned against the cabinet where the files were stored, and looked through the materials of Xiayou.

What I am holding in my hand is a file marked ①, so it is natural to start recording from Xia You's enrollment.According to the archives, because there was a curse that hurt people in the school he attended when he was in middle school, Xia You used a spell to subdue the curse spirit that appeared in the school in order to save his classmates, and was then sent to the high school to deal with the curse. The staff found out that he was finally admitted to the High School of Magic.

There are still a few pages in the file with photos attached, but because of the age, it looks a little yellowish and fuzzy now.

My speed of seeing things is too fast, even if I look carefully bit by bit, I can see the back very quickly.

Astroplasma body, Panxing Cult, unknown village.

Lines of "record—" followed by cold time, objectively recorded those things, and finally turned into lines of ink on the file.

Until the end, the escape in September 2007.

After I read it, I stared at the last line of the file and fell into deep thought.

The information that files can provide is limited. After all, files are objective, and it is impossible to record the inner thoughts of the parties involved.Based on the contents of these files, I roughly sketched a vague outline in my heart, an outline of reason.

"At that time, Jie and I planned that as long as Tiannei refused to assimilate, we would cancel the assimilation and take her away." Wujo Wu's voice sounded slowly from the side.

He still maintained the posture of leaning back on the chair with his legs resting on the table, "But I messed up the matter and let the Conjurer Killer break through my defenses and enter the Xingxing Palace, killing Tian Nei and seriously injuring Jie."

"Since then, Jie's mentality has probably changed, but I took it for granted, thinking that he would adjust like me, and only cared about his adaptability and cast off the curse on his own." Wujo Wu's face was covered by a black blindfold Half of it was covered, so I couldn't see his specific expression clearly, "Now that I think about it, it would be better to kill all the followers of Panxing Sect. It's meaningful, if people only see the meaning, what's the point?"

I listened quietly and put the files back in the filing cabinet.

After thinking about it, I took out another volume, namely ①, and planned to ask if I could take it out.

"So, what is he thinking?" I asked the question after walking to the table and chairs.

When I encountered this in a dream before, I didn't ask the question because I was sure he would not tell me.

"Create a world with only conjurers."

"...this jumps too fast too."

The ring is closed.

It's just that I didn't expect that Xia You's purpose would be so... It can even be called childish and exasperated, setting the goal of killing ordinary people like venting anger.

Obviously before this, I saw in the file that he would even report when he cast a spell in the school.

——In a certain month of a certain year, because of training, he applied for the use of spells in the school.

——In a certain month of a certain year, he got into a fight with Gojo Satoru and applied for the use of a spell in the school.

Even entering the High School of Conjuration was discovered because of saving a classmate from using conjuration.

"Okay, I understand." I put the file I took out and wanted to take away back into the file cabinet, and I didn't feel like taking it away. After closing the file cabinet, I took a look at Gojo Satoru, "Let's go?"

Gojo Satoru didn't say anything more.

After leaving the file room, I took the key of the file room and returned it to Headmaster Nightmoth, and then went back to my dormitory.

After returning to the dormitory, after a long time, I sighed softly.

Xia Youjie, is it a pity?

pity.

But there is no way, I think when he killed the villagers of the unknown village and defected, he must have been sober and crazy, and he was relieved.

No wonder Xia You, who lost his memory when he was in Shancun, reacted that way. Has he recovered the memory related to the village since then?

Because he was crazy, he set the ideal of 'creating a world with only magicians', and because he was not completely crazy, he occasionally felt pain and doubted himself. After he was 'resurrected', he saw me in a dream Only then will it be that attitude.

"I can't help it, so be it." After thinking too much, I leaned back and gave up thinking.

"What can't be done?" Ryoko worriedly came over and touched my forehead.

"Summer oil." I replied.

Ryoko paused, and asked after a while, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head without explaining to Ryoko.

If I were to say that before I knew about the past, I would have thought about trying to pull him back a little with summer oil. After all, up to that time, he hadn’t done anything unacceptable to me, even Things on Longgong Island are like small troubles.

But after his feelings and reason are completely clear, I think he probably has no way to go back.

In economics, there is a concept called sunk capital.

That is, what has been paid and cannot be taken back.

Xia You has already killed his parents for his ideal, which seemed like a joke to others, and he probably knew that he could not realize it no matter what.This is quite the last retreat for himself cutting off his human soul.

In this way, apart from the choice of continuing to pursue his ideals, he is left with death.

As he said, [cannot deny oneself].

Because once it is denied, there is nothing left, only a joke.

After thinking about these things clearly, I calmed down unexpectedly, accepted the result very calmly, and adjusted quickly.

"Liangzi, help me take that letter away, put it on the balcony and press it with a flower pot." I said to Liangzi.

I still plan to rush the manuscript tonight, maybe I have to stay up late.

It's better not to see it now.