Is your best friend also a handsome white-haired guy with no face?

Why did you suddenly ask this.

Not only Xia Youjie, but everyone who heard this sentence had this thought in their hearts.

Wujo Satoru is often whimsical, and also likes to make some inexplicable jokes, sometimes more childish than the students he teaches.However, although his expression didn't look special, the way he asked that question just now seemed to be serious.

This point, the students who have been with him for a long time can see it through the blindfold.

So the boys and girls who heard it began to think about this question unconsciously.

When everyone saw Xia Youjie eating the magic spirit, they all felt that the magic spell operation is indeed a rare birth technique. The effect is so strange and powerful, like a Pokémon, which can be manipulated after eating it and subduing it.

When thinking about this, no one realized that the curse spirit might also have a taste.

Gojo Satoru's question is really a word to wake up the dreamer.

If the curse spirit has a smell... it probably doesn't smell very good either.The students recalled the basic knowledge they learned in class. After all, in the final analysis, mantras are a collection of negative emotions of human beings.

It is impossible for Gojo Satoru to not be aware of what the students are aware of.

After understanding this point, the students present all carefully cast their gazes at the two adults, wondering if Gojo Satoru was provocative.

Xia Youjie, who was being questioned, looked back at the white-haired young man with a newly rolled mantra, with a slightly surprised expression on his face.

But then he laughed.

"It doesn't smell like anything." The long black-haired man replied naturally, his gentle smile made it hard to see if he was lying, "Is Enlightenment curious about this?"

"It's nothing, Jay, just a little interested."

Gojo Satoru's low voice was slightly lazy, and there was no hint of it in his tone.

The only thing that showed his serious attitude, which was completely different from his words, was the pair of eyes that had been staring at Xia Youjie.

When he watched Xia Youjie eat the curse spirit just now, he pulled down the blindfold, his white hair fell down softly, and his six blue eyes quietly stared at Xia Youjie who was holding the black sphere transformed from the curse spirit.

There was nothing in that piece of blue that was as clear as the sky, and the reflections of the people present were just floating on it.

His eyes seemed to see through everything, but Xia Youjie knew very well that maybe it was just an illusion.

It's just that people who are lying, like him, are guilty.However, the guilty conscience basically has nothing to do with him after taking over the Panxing Sect.

Xia Youjie lowered his eyebrows and smiled indifferently, and continued to stuff the magic ball into his mouth.

Over the years, he is no longer as strenuous as he was when he was a teenager.While enduring the smell that was more disgusting than the vomit-cleaned rag, the tip of the tongue and mouth covered with gustatory nerves seemed to have long been numb, and only the instinct of swallowing remained in the difficult sliding throat.Because he has long been used to it, he can still laugh while eating.

Absolutely no vomiting and nausea reactions like when I was young.

The magic ball was still on the tongue, and the disgusting taste permeated everywhere.Xia Youjie was about to swallow without changing his expression, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Gojo Satoru was still staring at him and Yu Yu still raised the corners of his lips to him, but he didn't expect a sudden change in the next second.

Gojo Satoru held out his hand to him.

The white-haired young man over 1.9 meters tall had slender arms, and easily hooked Xia Youjie to the back of his neck, grabbed the thick long black hair at the back of his head, and brought his face close to him.

This is indeed a move that no one expected.

All the students present stared dumbfounded at the two whose faces were pressed together.I don't know if Gojo Satoru calculated the angle well, but from the direction of most of them, only the back of Gojo Satoru's head can be seen.

Xia Youjie and Wujou Wu have similar physiques, Wujou is a little thinner and taller, and Xia Youjie's long hair is still loose.After being blocked in this way, the facial expressions of the two people were basically blocked by each other.

Xia Youjie, who was blocked, frowned slightly.

Gojo Satoru opened his teeth with a rare force in his movements.Xia Youjie reacted very quickly. He didn't bother to stop the attacking Wutiao Wu, but directly swallowed the magic ball before Wutiao Wu's tongue came in. He almost choked because of the haste, but it was still too late.

"This taste, you have the nerve to say it's tasteless." Gojo Satoru finished sweeping his mouth around, then let go of his lips, backed his head a little, and complained, "It tastes terrible, liar."

"It's obviously the fault of Satoru who attacked suddenly."

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the students who had different reactions, but basically they were stunned to the point of dementia or their ears were red. He didn't care, and wiped Wujou's thin red lips with his thumb The water stains at the corners, and then stuck out his tongue to lick the edge of his own lips.

Not an illusion.

is sweet.

"What, the candy I asked Nitzi to bring me, is it delicious?"

Gojo Satoru noticed the change in his expression, raised his lips with interest, and asked with a smile.

It’s fine to ignore the high-level’s intentions and let Nitzi come to Shibuya to rescue the curse master, and ask her to bring you sugar by the way.Xia Youjie couldn't help but laugh.Only Wujo Wu has the confidence to do such a thing.

But the candy that Satoru pushed with his tongue just now was really sweet.Too bad it was all broken.

"It's pretty good." Xia Youjie savored the sweet and fruity flavor in his mouth carefully. The numb taste seemed to revive with this kiss, and he praised casually, "Remember to save two for me."

"I won't give it." Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall, and lazily made a shameless and arrogant gesture to him, "Jie, who is always lying, is not good at all, so he has no candy~"

"I didn't lie to you." Xia Youjie put his hands into his sleeves, and smiled seriously, "I really can't taste it right now."

His eyebrows and eyes were crooked and his smile was so sincere that almost everyone who saw him would be confused by this man's expression and believe what he said.Moreover, he has just regained control of his body, so it is normal for him to use it inappropriately, which further strengthens the persuasiveness of his words.

"Really?"

Gojo Satoru froze his hands trying to pull up the blindfold, and looked at him suspiciously, as if to believe it or not.

"fake."

Xia Youjie blinked and said.The smile on his face remained the same, but it was a little more narrow-minded.

Sure enough, a liar——

All the onlookers fell on their backs.

"cut."

Gojo Satoru didn't look surprised.He rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue at Xia Youjie, and then put on the dark eyepatch properly to cover his eyes, and continued to watch Xia Youjie reach out and rub the ball to swallow the curse spirit.

After Xia Youjie finished eating one by one, he dragged Xia Youjie away.

Looking at the direction, he should have gone to the temporarily remodeled infirmary where Jia Ruozi was located.

The students slandered the wonderful relationship with the elders that seemed unreasonable at first glance, and they were too lazy to follow and watch the gossip of Mr. Wutiao and the curser under the current situation of the enemy, so they just let them go.

In the dark corridor, two big hands with well-defined bones interlocked their fingers under the cover of the large hanging sleeves, and pushed open a certain door that smelled of disinfectant.

Xia Youjie opened his eyes from the darkness.

He sat up peacefully and woke up with a hallucinatory sweet taste in his mouth.

He pushed his tongue against the inner wall of his mouth, and suddenly wanted to eat fruit-flavored hard candy.The kind that Wujo Satoru gave him with his tongue in a dream.

What is this?Precognitive dreams?

Xia Youjie ruminated on the dream just now for a while on the bed, and laughed.But no doubt a sweet dream... he thought.It's not bad to go to the battlefield with such a mood. If all goes well, Shibuya will be the end of everything.

He got out of bed and turned over the clock on the bedside table.

2018年10月31日，17：33，闭合的窗外已是暮色降临之景。

There are still 1 hour and 27 minutes until the Shibuya incident begins.

Gojo Satoru woke up in his Barcelona chair.

The sky-high chair is very comfortable to sit on, fits the human body structure very well, and is suitable for enjoyment.And now the surroundings are also very quiet, just like before he fell asleep, he is now alone in the teacher's office of the college.

He fell asleep without knowing it, and it was dusk when he woke up.

He had just returned from a mission within Tokyo, and it was rare that he didn't need to deal with the remaining missions himself, so Gojo Satoru rested in the office for a while.

Before closing his eyes, he also looked forward to this dream.Unexpectedly, they got a big gift bag that was even more surprising than expected.

What's the background this time...?

Gojo Satoru recalled all the strange details in the dream, touched his chin, and thought.

Yuta came back from abroad, Yuuhito and Kei were in such a mess, Maki and Ye Qiangwei still had injuries on their bodies... The students all looked so wrong, and some of them changed their appearance drastically.

And this time, Jie, why is there a scar on his forehead?

Gojo Satoru thought about it with interest, but there seemed to be a hazy layer of fog in his mind, and he couldn't recall the whole story of the events that were originally clear in his dream.

Hey, what kind of prophetic dream is this!No loopholes are given.

Gojo Satoru snorted, but didn't care too much.After all the signs of the activities of the special magic spirits before, he had already expected that something big would happen in the near future, and he had made some preparations for his business trip to a foreign country.Just don't know exactly what role Jay played in these things-

Either way, it can always be done.

I am the strongest.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru stood up, stretched his waist comfortably, and stretched his body that was a little stiff from sleep, then put his hands in his pockets, and went to find her again after dreaming, following the instructions of Jiarui Nitzi.

此时是2018年10月31日，17：56，距离涉谷事变开始还有1个小时4分钟。

"Glass, do you still have the candy I gave you last time?"

Gojo Satoru sat on the dissecting table and asked.

"Is that fruit-flavored one, the one you brought back from abroad?" Jia Ruozi, who held smoking cessation candy between his fingers to relieve anxiety, asked after hearing this, but didn't really care. Take out a bag for him, "Here, you can eat it and take it back."

"No, it's good to put it here with Nitro." Wujo Wu grabbed a candy she threw over and raised his index finger mysteriously, "I just want to taste that taste suddenly."

The white-haired young man lowered his head, peeled off the candy wrapper, and put the hard candy into his mouth.The familiar sweet and fruity flavor immediately spread on the tip of the tongue, exactly the same as the one shared with another person in the dream.

"Xia You, how much time is left?"

Obito Uchiha was sitting on the sofa, eating Daifuku with Erlang's legs crossed, as dinner, thinking of something, and asked casually.

"There are still about 10 minutes." Xia Youjie folded his hands on the five cassocks. Hearing this, he glanced sideways at the clock and nodded slightly. "Let's go after the seniors finish eating. We need to enter the unfolded 'tent' in advance." within the range."

record--

January 2018, 10 31:19

Centered on Tokyu Department Store Tokyu Toyoko Store

A "tent" with a radius of about 400m appeared*

19:30

Xia Youjie and Uchiha Obito, whose bodies were completely blurred, stood in the tent, watching many ordinary people in Halloween costumes fleeing to the edge of the tent.

One of them has long black hair, ear studs and cassock, and the other has already restored the ninja costume of the purple Uchiha robe, but they are not eye-catching among the Shibuya crowd dancing wildly.

Almost no one noticed them standing there watching with cold eyes.

Including the culprit who unfolded "The Account".

"Bring Gojo Satoru! Bring Gojo Satoru!"*

Everyone shouted this sentence in horror, facing the conjurers who were guarding in groups along the edge outside the tent.

Countless voices gathered together to form a considerable trend, like the reappearance of some ancient sacrificial ceremony, and also like a prayer to the gods, which is outrageously stupid.All kinds of emotions are mixed together, and in the chaotic and unstable atmosphere, the spell power from a large number of ordinary people rises in the air, which is simply a good breeding ground for raising spell spirits.

"It's the same as what was written above, it didn't deny the entry and exit of the magician, but blocked the citizens of Shibuya." Xia Youjie observed the noisy group of living beings with an expressionless expression, and analyzed, "It wasn't directly launched by them, probably. Handing it over to others to maintain... the adjustment of entrusted accounts can also be regarded as an advanced application of enchantment."

The guy who occupied his corpse was really good at enchantment.

"Don't you care about the names they shout?" Obito Uchiha pressed his shoulder to maintain the virtual effect of Kamui. Hearing this, he laughed very playfully and said, "This is obviously a set-up. No matter how strong your boyfriend is, there is only one person. If he comes, how much can he protect? Do you really think he will come? Is he that stupid? "

It is impossible for a non-conjurer to know Wujo Wu's name, let alone call his name for help.

Someone had apparently taught them to say that.Who taught it?Also obvious.

Gojo Satoru is not stupid.It was impossible for him not to see such an obvious trap.

"Enlightenment will come." Xia Youjie looked coldly at the non-magic masters who were coming and going on the street, arguing with each other and falling into a panic. He didn't know whether he had witnessed the annoying monkey or thought of Wujo Wu's current situation. He also lowered his degree in a very unpleasant way, "He has to come."

Don't even think about it, what kind of decision will be made by the high-level executives who are still hiding ghosts.

In order to reduce casualties and make the best use of the disobedient strongest, there is obviously only one choice.

Gojo Satoru alone quelled the riots in Shibuya.

Xia Youjie closed his eyes, unwilling to look any further, just waiting for a certain moment to come.

Gojo Satoru is indeed the strongest, and he will definitely be fearless in the face of such chaos.

But he is not omnipotent.Satoru can do many things, but he is still a mortal and has nothing to do with God.

You can't always fight and win, and you can't save everyone.

20:31

Night fell completely.

The neon lights of the streets of Shibuya lit up.The citizens locked in the tents have different costumes, and most of them have a strong Halloween flavor, which can be described as strange.

Therefore, the white-haired man wearing a blindfold mixed in, didn't seem to be very conspicuous.

The white-haired young man in black brushed past passers-by, and apologized carelessly to the passer-by who was bumped into the shoulder by No Lower Limit, with a muffled voice, as if he still had something in his mouth.

He walked by without stopping, saying "Excuse me", stepping on the void above the heads of the overly dense crowd like a god, and climbing to the top of the dark translucent tent that ordinary people can't see. , suspended under the dome of the station, looked down, laughed, and chewed the candy in his mouth with his teeth.

"So that's the case, it's really the case." Gojo Satoru stood upright in the air, talking to himself.Reminiscent of the too vague dream, he seemed to have an epiphany, and a sneer appeared on his face, "I want to see what tricks you can come up with to trap me."

He set his sights on the Fukutoshin Line platform on B5F.

There are several powerful spell reactions waiting for him.It was shining brightly like a lamp, obviously trying to induce him to go.

Gojo Satoru didn't walk over immediately.

He waited for a few seconds, the tip of his tongue pressed against the side of his face in his mouth, greedily swept across the soft inner wall of his mouth, and he could vaguely taste the remaining sweetness, just like in the dream he had a few hours ago.

He whispered, not caring whether his words would be heard:

"I'm looking forward to seeing you again, Jay."