"The child does have an older brother."

Looking at the assistant supervisor, he said to the truth who came to inquire: "But he died in a car accident a long time ago. I heard it was to protect my younger brother."

This kind of experience made him unable to get out of the memory of that day for a long time, and he got better in the past two years, joined the club, had friends and started to contact other people.

"So that's how it is." After getting the desired information and making some guesses about the general situation, Truth thanked the assistant supervisor, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

"It's nothing." After all, it was the survivors who were rescued this time. If they wanted to explain to their families, they would naturally have relevant information in their hands, and this level of information was not too much trouble.

When the assistant supervisor sent all the survivors to be treated, and seeing the tent was taken down, Gojo Satoru sighed: "So I mistook the curse spirit who saved me for my elder brother who died young, and because the curse spirit was too tall I can’t accept being scary and indirectly hurting myself? Children are really capricious.”

That said, but in fact he is just a freshman in high school, isn't he?

Truth put her hand on the extra sword at her waist.

The mantra disappeared, but its knife remained.Although I don't know the reason, it's not a good thing to throw away the sword at will. Thinking that there might be some connection with that curse spirit, she brought it back for the time being.

Gojo Satoru didn't report the incident to the assistant supervisor, as if he didn't know about it the whole time, and happily returned to the car with the truth after work was over.

Xia Youjie came back one step earlier than them. He subdued the new curse spirit and his overall condition was not very good. He was probably affected by the smell of the curse spirit and had no desire to speak.

So inexplicably, until she returned to the high school, no one except her and Gojo Satoru found that she had an extra knife in Haori.

"Go to bed early." Xia Youjie pressed his neck wearily.

His eyes fell on the truth.

As Satoru said, nothing would happen if he was around. Although it was an urgent mission in the middle of the night, no one was injured. At least there were no obvious signs of injury on the girl's body. A lot of dust.

It was too late now, Xia Youjie looked away, said goodnight to them and went back to the dormitory.

When he opened the door of his dormitory, he found that Gojo Satoru did not go back at all. Instead, after waving goodbye to him, he turned around and followed the girl's pace. Gojo Satoru followed into the room of truth as if it was a matter of course.

Xia Youjie: ...?

Is there anything that needs to be discussed in a room at night?

……

Make people care.

Obviously he was entering a girl's room, but Gojo Satoru didn't seem uncomfortable at all, he pulled out a chair and sat on his back, and took a look at the room by the way.

It has not been a day or two since I transferred to the college. This dormitory still looks the same as before. There is no place specially decorated, and the desktop is empty, as if it was the first day I moved in. Change it From a perspective, there is nothing to tidy up when you want to leave.

But it is also true that I have very little leisure time in the college, and it is normal to have no time to buy.

Gojo Satoru folded his hands on the back of the chair, resting his head on his arms.

He was always very talkative and active, and he rarely waited for the other party to speak first. He wanted to know what she thought of that sword, or that "curse spirit", and how she planned to deal with it.

Her behavior tonight was an eye-opener for him. No matter how many eccentrics there are among the conjurers, none of them can do this.

So strange, but also so interesting.

Where do you encounter such strange things and such weird people on weekdays?

Obviously, he didn't hesitate to exorcise the curse spirit before, and he didn't seem to be a soft-hearted person, but because of a little special behavior of a curse spirit, he was able to sacrifice his life to save him.

"It's really strange, you." Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back in the end, and opened his mouth first.

The haori was covered with dust when she fell from a high-rise to the ground before. As soon as the truth took the haori off her body, she heard someone who came uninvited made a very rude comment on her.

There was even an obvious smile in his voice, and it sounded like he was in a good mood.

Gojo Satoru saw the girl turn around and hang the haori on her arm, and looked at him with undisguised confusion, as if he didn't understand what was so strange about him that he would be judged like this.

Gojo Satoru didn't intend to discuss this point in detail with the person involved. He pretended not to notice it, and directly shifted the conversation to the extra sword on Truth's waist: "What do you plan to do with that?"

"This is the sword left by the cursed spirit. I want to keep it temporarily, maybe I will see it again in the future." Zhen thought that the sword always wanted to return to its owner, no matter whether the owner was a human being or a cursed spirit, "But I got it at the mission site, do I need to report it to the teacher?"

"Do you want to return the curse spirit when you see it again?"

After Gojo Satoru finished asking, he saw Truth showing a "otherwise?" expression.

He immediately felt that he was going to die, holding his stomach and laughing: "How can someone keep things for the curse spirit and want to return them to their original owners, hahahahaha!"

"First followed the curse spirit, and now handles the lost and found for the curse spirit." The more Wutiao Wu thought about it, the more interesting it became. "It's almost like treating the curse spirit as a human being."

"If curse spirits really have good and evil, then how are they different from human beings?" Truth took off the dagger from his waist, "If they are good curse spirits, why do they have to be exorcised?"

Right and wrong have never been divided by race, both mantras and people will.

If it is not Gojo Satoru who stands here, but any high-level person, such a speech will be considered inappropriate to some extent, right?

It is precisely because it is Wujo Wu, so he doesn't care much, and even wants to figure out what the truth is thinking, and at the same time he has to correct some of her mistakes.

"It's dangerous to think like this." Gojo Satoru lay on the back of the chair and waved at her, and after Truth walked over suspiciously, he poked her forehead with his index finger, "First of all, that's not a curse spirit! "

The truth was staggered by his poke, she clutched her forehead: "...what?"

Gojo Satoru stood up, walked to the girl's side, and picked up the sword from her hand, which was almost surrounded by the smell of curses. The sword had just fallen into his hand, and the magic power in the blade became visible to the naked eye. turbulent.

"What, do you prefer to be held by beautiful and young female high school students?" Wujolu looked like he saw the scum, and the sword in his hand didn't know if he understood this sentence. The magic power stopped instantly.

But when it was held by the girl, it still repulsed him quite obviously.

In fact, it's not incomprehensible, after all, he was saved like that.

So it's really a self-aware and conscientious thing, just as it should be?

Even Gojo Satoru saw such a thing for the first time.

Truth doesn't understand why Gojo Satoru talks to a knife. Although she often chats with her knife when she is bored, she won't be like him, as if the knife can give him any response.

"What is it if it's not a curse spirit?"

In fact, Truth felt that it was somewhat different from the spell spirits she had seen before, but her understanding of spell spirits was not as good as that of the orthodox magicians in this world, so she couldn't make an accurate judgment.

It would be great if Gojo Satoru could know.

"What you really want to say." Gojo Satoru held the tachi, and his eyes fell on the other sword on the waist of the truth through the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. "The fairy of the sword?"

truth:……?

Truth did not expect that her casual conjecture a long time ago would be uttered by another person at this time, and she felt an indescribable sense of shame inexplicably.

Gojo Satoru didn't notice the girl's sudden froze expression. From his point of view, whether it was the previous "curse spirit" or the Taidao in his hand now, the two felt exactly the same.

"Don't you think it's strange? You obviously fell downstairs with the 'curse spirit' in your arms, and in the end there was only one knife left." Gojo Satoru said, "Although it does have spell power, it obviously feels It's not a curse spirit, what exactly it is is still open to discussion, but what is certain is that the previous 'curse spirit' is this Taidao."

Wouldn't it be appropriate to say that the sword that can transform into a human form is a fairy of the sword?Although the whole body is filled with the smell of curse, it just looks dark.

There is another point that Gojo Satoru is a little bit concerned about.

This sword with mantra has some similarities with the sword that Truth always carries with him.

However, the magic power on the former is too strong, even the six eyes can't see through the reason at a glance. The only thing that can be sure is that this sword is not hostile to the girl, and even in terms of the differential treatment just now, it is in the truth. It's quite docile in his hands.

"The curse spirit is a sword?" Before Truth could understand this statement, Gojo Satoru casually threw the sword over, and Truth hurriedly caught it.

The dagger returned to her hand.

At first I thought it was just an ordinary sword, but since Gojo Satoru said that it was not a sword but a "curse spirit" from before, shouldn't he inform the teacher?

Truth held the Taidao with a troubled look on her face. She was worried that something bad would happen if other people found out about the Taidao in her hand. She originally wanted to report it because it was just an ordinary sword, but she only took back the enemy. weapons.

But if the sword itself is the "curse spirit", things will be different.

Whether it was a curse spirit or a sword elf, she couldn't just hand it over. Once handed over, she couldn't be sure how it would be dealt with.

However, she is not the only one who knows about this matter. If something goes wrong later, another person will also be jointly and severally responsible.

Truth involuntarily looked at the person in front of her, but was taken aback by the face of the young man who suddenly bent down and approached her. Wujo Satoru seemed to like to get very close suddenly, and the truth could be very clear at this time I can't help seeing that handsome face and clear eyes.

"Well... so we are accomplices."

Before the truth could react, he had already grabbed her hand, hooked her little finger with his little finger, and pulled the hook like a child, seemingly without tension.

"How about keeping it a secret?"

Although this seemed to be a casual behavior without considering the consequences at all, it was a great help from the perspective of truth. She couldn't help softening her eyebrows and eyes, bent her little finger, and swayed it around his little finger.

"Well, let's keep it a secret."

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