Sword Food House

The curse came quickly.

But it is not the same as Saori imagined.

It was almost evening at this time, and the only remaining temperature after the sunset seemed to have dissipated. The cold wind swept the humid air into the clothes, and the cold made people shiver uncontrollably.

Saori was wrapped in a cloak freshly taken off from Yamabuki, and she and Miss Dazi squatted on the stone in the corner to draw pictures. After a few pictures, the cold wind blew a little girl.

She was wearing a school uniform, with crooked braids on her head, and a small pink schoolbag with a few trinkets hanging from it.The clothes and bags on her body are very old, the cartoon mouse on the pink bag has been washed and faded, the shoes on her feet are obviously a few sizes too big, the edges have been frayed, and there are stains Less stains.

The school uniform was completely wet by the water. She stood where she was, and soon a pool of water was piled up under her feet.

The little girl is actually very cute, with round eyes, a chubby face, and long eyelashes, she looks like a very well-behaved child.But at this time, there was a cursed breath all over her body, and even shallow corpse spots could be seen on her exposed skin.

Saori had seen that face in the information given by Yizhizhi, Yamamoto Na, Miss Dazi's daughter.

She is already dead.

Also became a curse.

"..." She opened her mouth silently, stretching out her hand like Miss Dazi.

"Nana," Miss Dazi called her name, stumbling over to pick up the little girl regardless of the obstruction of the swords.

A ghost and a curse embraced each other, chattering.

Saori didn't stop their mother and daughter from getting together, but she still couldn't help frowning when she saw the thick black mist on the little girl's body that almost drowned Miss Dazi.

"That...is a special-grade curse spirit, right?"

"Judging from the curse power emitted, it is indeed a super curse." Gojo Satoru squatted on another slightly higher stone and looked at the mother and daughter below, calmly said: "Do you want to do it? You or me Come?"

"……Let me do it."

Saori was silent for a while, then said softly, "Wu, sometimes I can't tell whether I'm killing people or saving people."

"As a human being, I should protect my own kind, so I try to become stronger. But later, I found that the composition of the enemy is very complicated, whether it is the accident of Yuren and others last time, or this time..."

"I thought I stood on the side of goodness, punished the evil and eliminated the evil, and became a great hero. I thought the world was black and white. I have always been firm in my beliefs and doing what I think is right, but then I found that everyone is Gray and cloudy."

"The people we protect are not necessarily good people, and the people we want to kill are not necessarily bad people. Even the forces behind us, I mean those old oranges you often talk about, they are not good people."

"I'm... a little tired."

After taking over Gojo Satoru to take over all his tasks during this period, Saori saw more and more tasks.Out of concern for the swords, she will carefully read the pre- and post-event reports for each mission. The deeper she understands, the more troublesome things will be.

Most of the tasks are nothing, remove the curse of evil, and save the suffering human beings.

But there are some more...

The rescued child is a school bully who bullies others, the seemingly cowardly middle-aged man is a disgusting tram idiot, watching the sunny and cheerful young man violently imprison his girlfriend...

The list goes on and on.

When the evil of human beings is displayed in front of her with blood, Saori will inevitably start to suffer.

[If the person you saved kills others, are you the culprit? 】

Such questions kept reverberating in my mind, until today, looking at the well-behaved little curse spirit girl in her mother's arms, Saori finally couldn't help but gave birth to "Nanaming is right, being a magician is just Shit, why don't you go home and sell sweet potatoes", "I'm richer than Nana Ming, I don't have to go back to work, or forget it, I'd better go back and be the boss and open a shop"... Such salty fish thoughts.

Anyway, her definition of ability at the beginning was a support, and now she just goes back to be a support. Thinking about it, she is really happy and salty, so that's it?

Gojo Satoru: "...?"

The five cats sprinted faster and fell directly on Saori's shoulder, causing her to stagger.

"Don't be so depressed all of a sudden, the negative emotions on your body are almost overflowing." Gojo Wu patted Saori's shoulder with his tail, and told her solemnly: "Who says there is no white, I am very white , look, I am even whiter than the Xue Mei Niang you made before, so when will I do it again?"

"Kill if you want to kill, seal if you don't want to kill, don't think about so much bitterness and hatred. We are rich and powerful, good-looking, and we can be called the proud sons of heaven in novels. Don't be with those Old Orange thinks about so many things every day, otherwise he will be as ugly as them."

Saori: "..."

Saori: "...Gojo Satoru."

"Ok?"

"You really like reading weird novels."

Gojo Satoru: "?"

The kitty's glasses were lifted up, revealing the blue eyes underneath, beautiful and dreamy.

"Because those novels are very interesting, as for us..."

"Isn't that what a conjurer is like? He is obviously doing salvation, but he feels that he is walking towards hell step by step. Personally, I am too lazy to care about those people. I saved him at that time. His future has nothing to do with me, if I find out what he did, I will personally send him to hell."

Wujo Wu originally wanted to say that no matter how strong a conjurer is, he is still a person, so there is no need to think about it so much. After all, an individual is a very small part of a collective, but if he thinks about it carefully and converts the word conjurer into his Wujo Wu, then he Definitely not small.

He is the strongest!

What should I do if I suddenly get stuck when I am about to teach the younger generation and I don’t know how to pick it up?Gojo Satoru rubbed his paw pads to think, and before he could think of a more appropriate way to speak, he saw the younger generation clap his hands in sudden enlightenment.

"I see."

Gojo Satoru: ... What do you know?

"Although I'm a bit embarrassed, I'm indeed a privileged class for ordinary people." Saori counted with her fingers, "I'm quite rich and powerful, and ordinary people can't control me if I mess around. I'm self-willed." Even if I spend my money recklessly, no one can control me."

"It's decided. Next time, all the rescued people will be checked. In the past, if they did something bad, they would be sent to court directly. If I find out that they did something wrong later, they will all be sent to court."

"So, little girl over there, is it convenient to tell me how you became like this?"

Saori's face was full of justice: "Before I get rid of you, I can avenge you first."

Holding her mother in her arms, Gao Shanna's expression was very dazed. She was already ready to fight with these magicians, but why... they were different from what that person said, they didn't want to fight directly of it?

How did you start to help her take revenge?

Then she...will she still fight?