Ability name The Tale of Genji

Looking at the silver-haired conjurer standing calmly in front of him, who was wearing a blindfold, he still couldn't hide the arrogance that came from his bones.Yuan Xiwu thought for a second calmly, then raised his hand.

"I think……"

"Don't admit defeat." Gojo Satoru obviously knew what he wanted to say, but in fact it was a bit beyond expectation. The former Genji's little highness became so appreciative of the situation without being too rigid about his self-esteem.Frankly speaking, this is a mentality that is more conducive to the survival of young magicians, and only by surviving can they continue to become stronger.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful. Ah, how about this, I promise - 'I won't hurt you', how about it?"

"Wow, there's an outrageous speech." Chanyuan Maki, who was standing outside the venue, rubbed her arms, "Although I know that Mr. Gojo can definitely do it, it sounds really irritating."

Seemingly knowing that this teaching-style discussion was unavoidable, Yuan Xiwu took a deep breath.

"...I wouldn't make a pledge like that."

Gojo Satoru's upturned lips never fell.

"Of course, you can use all means to attack."

Even so, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning, but Yuan Xiwu doesn't need any chance of winning.The thin golden flap in his hand opened halfway, revealing a reflective blade, which was unexpectedly densely covered with hollow patterns, which looked more like a handicraft than a weapon.

"So……"

His eyelashes droop.

"excuse me."

"It's so fast!" Chanyuan Maki looked at the two people who were getting closer in an instant, and it was hard to imagine that Yuan Xiwu's seemingly thin figure would have such a strong explosive power.The conjurer, who was instantly approached by him, was a little surprised. He blocked the folded fan with one hand, and the fan suddenly opened with a soft sound. This light opening and closing sound covered up another sound——

"What a clever tactic."

Gojo Satoru seemed to have eyes behind him, and he grabbed another flying golden fan with his backhand, and weighed it in his hand with leisure.The weight of the fan is not heavy, it should have considered Yuan Xiwu's wrist strength, but what is the hollow pattern on it for?

Soon he knew.

Yuan Xiwu opened his left hand, and the ring of hell screamed silently. In the hollowed out part of the fan, flames of the indigo mist attribute were vigorously ignited!Such a short distance means that the authenticity of the illusion will be raised by more than one level!

The swirling fans turned into dozens. The nature of illusion is different from that of hallucinations. Under the blessing of mist-attributed flames, it can produce a near-realized effect, even if it can distinguish the entity, it will not help.

"Ah...this is troublesome..."

Gojo Satoru smiled, and he arrived behind Yuan Xiwu in an instant, blew on the tip of his ear, and said in a low voice.

"So, if we want to deal with illusionists, is it more effective to destroy all the illusions and then seize the main body?"

Dozens of golden fans in the air evaporated in an instant, and he also grabbed Yuan Xiwu's right arm.However, suddenly, his expression changed slightly, the "Yuanxi Mist" caught by him turned into indigo flames, and was blocked by his [Infinity] in time.For a few seconds, Gojo Satoru was expressionless at first, and then smiled again.

"Caught it."

With his backhand, he grabbed Yuan Xiwu from the phantom before he could retreat in time, and with the other hand, he took off his remaining fan.After confiscating all the weapons and gaining a basic understanding of Yuan Xiwu's Taijutsu ability, Gojo Wujo feels that today's discussion can end here.With a little effort, Yuan Xiwu felt himself being thrown out, and caught him before hitting the wall.

"Alright, alright, that's it."

Gojo Satoru seems to be in a good mood. Yuan Xiwu's physical skills are very good. It is normal to lack strength due to age. He also uses illusion very well. This ability is so interesting that he wants to find the strongest in the world. The illusionist came to have a try.

...just wait.

The smile on Gojo Satoru's face suddenly faded, as if he had realized something.Yuan Xiwu, who heard the end signal, had long struggled to fall to the ground, straightened the hem of his clothes, raised his foggy dark purple eyes to look at Gojo Satoru.

"...What's the matter?" The panda outside the arena realized the weird atmosphere and scratched his head.

"Haven't you realized it yet?" Chanyuan Maki said in a deep voice, "Of course Mr. Wujo didn't try his best, but neither did the new students! Do you remember that he came to learn spells? Since the beginning of the war, he has completely performed the same spells. It's useless!"

"besides……"

The simple but efficient fighting posture is superior to the mercenaries he has come into contact with; there is an impenetrable defense outside his body, and his attacks, whether physical or flame, have never fallen on the entity; there seems to be an instant The ability to move seems to be limited, and it is difficult to test out more in a short confrontation... Yuan Xiwu summarized the information obtained in just a few minutes, and when he raised his eyes, he found Gojo Satoru looking at him through the blindfold.

It seems to be found.

He tilted his head innocently.

He never wasted a battle that was bound to be lost. Instead, he made the most of this short exchange while making sure that it would not be damaged.Even if it is impossible to win at this time, it is Yuan Xiwu's inherent style to pave the way for future victories.

Looking at his flickering eyes, Gojo Satoru finally couldn't hold back and rubbed his head vigorously.

"I was still thinking about how you managed to survive in that kind of place, but now it seems that you need to worry about those guys who are your enemies."

Yuan Xiwu's hair was messed up by rubbing, and he raised his hand to protect it in a bit of embarrassment, but he couldn't protect it at all. Gojo Satoru could always rub his head at a strange angle, and he finally gave up completely, letting his smooth hair Kneaded like a bird's nest.

"Originally, I planned to let you follow the normal progress for a while, but now it seems that special extra classes are required."

Yuan Xiwu was frightened for a second.

"Advanced, advanced mathematics?"

"What? Do you need that class? Didn't ask..."

No!No need!

"The specific course will be arranged tomorrow. Today, why don't you have a good communication with everyone?" Gojo Wu raised his hand, Yuan Xiwu looked to the sidelines under his adaptation, and the largest panda among the three was friendly to him waved his hand.

"After the scene just now, your strength has been recognized by them."

Strictly speaking, this is the reason why Gojo Satoru arranged this exchange. Whether it is with Maki or himself, conjurers are a group that advocates the strong, and Yuan Xiwu undoubtedly has the ability to be respected .

"Thank you very much." Yuan Xiwu thanked again, he did not expect that this Mr. Wutiao would think of him like this.

"No thanks, after all..."

At this moment, the expression of the silver-haired conjurer wearing a blindfold was a little fuzzy.The feeling of the silk thread holding on to the heart reappeared, and Yuan Xiwu felt that the other party touched the top of her hair again, but this time, she smoothed her hair a little bit.

"After all, I knew you when you were still holding someone's sleeve."

***

Because of the possibility of going to a dinner party for the new school, Yuan Xiwu didn't have to practice singing tonight, and a few people in the second grade made an appointment to have a barbecue.Gojo Satoru is temporarily busy, but with his generous sponsorship, there is no need to consider the issue of expenses at all. In his own words——

"This is a little thought from the teacher!"

The so-called "a little kindness from the teacher" is to invite them all to eat the luxurious barbecue in the open-air restaurant on the top floor.

Yuan Xiwu, holding the salary card: "..."

For some reason, his right eye twitched violently today, as if something terrible was about to happen.The last time he jumped like this, it was a sudden attack by hostile forces; the last time he jumped like this, Mr. Dazai suddenly gave him training... In short, it was not a good thing, Yuan Xiwu was full of vigilance.

Nothing happened until they sat down in the restaurant, Yuan Xiwu breathed a sigh of relief.He looked out over the railing. The bustling city under the setting sun is very beautiful, full of traffic, traffic congestion... congestion?

Yuan Xiwu immediately ran to the railing, and on the opposite building about ten meters away, a familiar person sat on the railing, his figure was thin and precarious.It was the police cars below that caused the congestion, and the police cars quickly cleared this section of the road and shouted to the upstairs.

"Don't give up your life so easily!" the police yelled.

"Big mustard?" Gou Juanji came to Yuan Xiwu and made a questioning voice. Following Yuan Xiwu's line of sight, he also saw the people on the opposite building who were clearly preparing to jump.

"Are you going to commit suicide?" Chanyuan Maki also came over, frowning slightly.

Yuan Xiwu slowed down for a while, his curse bird sank in the shadow of tall buildings, and the sound of discussions in traffic jams reached his ears.

"Isn't it a girl who is going to jump off the building? Why did it suddenly become a boy?"

"It seems to be persuaded to come down, but the person who persuaded the girl sat on the railing and didn't want to come down."

"……what?"

"He said it's a good place, so let him come."

...As expected of you!Mr. Dazai!

Osamu Dazai, who was sitting on the fence of the building, also saw Genyuki Kiri. He was a little surprised, but waved his hand without interest. With just this simple movement, his body leaned dangerously forward again.

Yuan Xiwu remained calm and got along with Mr. Dazai for a month, and he already knew this unpredictable senior better.Although Mr. Dazai's current posture is dangerous, he doesn't really want to jump, especially now that there is such a big commotion, it is estimated that Mr. Dazai's mood to jump is running out.

It's more like...

"Young man, if you have anything to worry about, just say it, don't take such extreme measures!" The police were still persuading, but Osamu Dazai sighed deeply.

"If you want to talk about the reason for being in a bad mood, my artist is eating barbecue outside and not training..."

Yuan Xiwu: "..."

"However, there's no need to sit here because of that, it's really..."

Facing Yuan Xiwu, he pointed to the distorted curse spirit beside him.The shape of the curse spirit is like a person who fell to his death, his whole body twisted, and he kept whispering that could disturb people's hearts.

[Go to die...go to die...go to die...]

"Yugiri, didn't you go to study spells?"

He was sick, as if he had been ugly.

"Can you get rid of this thing?"