A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

In order to train the students and take care of them by the way, Xia Youjie led all the students to accept the task of cleaning up the Yokohama curse.

Bringing the students to Yokohama, Xia Youjie looked at this city that once swallowed up the lives of his best friends, feeling unspeakably complicated in his heart.

But he quickly subdued these emotions, smiled and led the students to search for the figure of the curse spirit, and carried out the monthly cleanup task in Yokohama.

Then, Xia Youjie met Wujo Wu.

"Enlightenment?" Waiting outside the tent, the black-haired young man in a black teacher's uniform of a high school and with a half-ball hairstyle looked at his best friend in surprise.

"I've already accepted the mission from Yokohama."

The white-haired young man in regular clothes and sunglasses glanced at the tent in front of him, and said in words that could not hear any emotion.

"Odasaku called me last night and said that he saw Zhimeng in Yokohama."

The expression of the black-haired young man with a half ball head suddenly changed: "Where is it?"

Gojo Satoru said in a strange tone: "Jie, did you know that the magic power over Yokohama has faded."

Why are there so many and strong curse spirits in Yokohama?That's because the residents here have been under the high-risk and pressure of chaos and mafia all year round. Negative emotions spread out like they don't want money, and curse spirits will be born soon.

In such an environment, it would not be surprising that a super-level curse spirit would be born in the next second, Wujo Wu, and he had even solved a lot of super-level curse fetuses here.

It is also because of this that even if a conjurer cleans Yokohama every month, the strong magic power transformed by people's negative emotions in the sky over Yokohama has never faded.

Gojo Satoru hadn't changed when he came to clean up the last time, but when he came to take a look today, all these changes that ordinary people can't detect were all exposed under his six eyes.

"Finally a special-grade magic spirit was born in Yokohama? No wonder I feel that there are not as many magic spirits as before."

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes and came to this conclusion.

After all, no matter how hard they clean up the curse spirits, sometimes they can't compare to the sudden surge of strong negative emotions of some people.

Even if it is only for a moment, strong negative emotions are enough to make the curse spirit be born on the spot.

In the past so many years, even a lot of special-grade curse embryos have been born, it is not surprising that Yokohama has a sudden birth of special-grade curse spirits.

Gojo Satoru didn't deny his guess, and looked up at the blue sky after the magic power faded.

He replied inexplicably: "Well, it's best that a super-level curse spirit was born."

Xia Youjie was puzzled by his words for a moment, but after sorting out the news he had just received, his usual gentle expression changed instantly.

Zhimeng died in Yokohama at the beginning, and Sakunosuke Oda saw Zhimeng in Yokohama yesterday, the magic power over Yokohama faded, and it was suspected that a special magic spirit was born... With such a combination, some things became clear.

"Absolutely impossible!"

After the words fell and the account was cleared, the college students who had just come out of the account were stunned for a moment.

Seeing Mr. Xia You, who has always been gentle and gentle, with a frightening expression on his face, to be honest, they were a little scared.

"Teacher Xia You!"

The twin sisters Nanako Mimiko stepped forward immediately and looked at him worriedly.

Chanyuan Maki looked at Gojo Wu and raised her eyebrows: "Why are you here?"

The panda was also very strange: "Aren't you going to work overtime, Wu?"

The dog Juanji who was also puzzled, and the Yi Guyoutai who was a little confused looked at the white-haired young man who didn't know when he came.

Perhaps Yi Guyou, who has just entered school and joined the magic circle, is too unclear, but everyone in the magic circle knows that Wujo's president is working overtime, which is a very familiar scenery for magicians.

Rather, it would be strange to see Gojo Satoru fishing one day.

Seeing the students genuinely wondering why he didn't work overtime, the white-haired youth's expression froze for a moment.

But thinking of his reputation that has already been well-known in the magic world, he regained his composure and said with a deep expression on his face.

"Life is not only overtime, but also desserts and vacations!"

The white-haired youth protested: "I'm not a robot either, I need to rest!"

Chanyuan Maki sneered, and turned her head: "We won't laugh at you when you say you're on a mission. There's no need to use non-existent vacation as an excuse."

Gojo Satoru felt an arrow in his chest.

"Yes, yes/salmon." The other students on the side nodded.

Gojo Satoru felt that he was nailed to the pillar with the words social animals and overtime by the arrow.

Immediately felt more hurt.

He couldn't help retorting: "I think back then, I also had a vacation!"

But when he thought of those happy vacations in a different world during the high school, his mood dropped instantly.

The corners of his lips are bent down, and the unscrupulous and frivolous feeling in the past has disappeared. Even though his eyes are covered by sunglasses, people can't see his specific expression clearly, but the sudden silence of the white-haired young man at this time also makes people feel wrong.

The panda, who is best at reading people's faces, thought of something, hesitated to say: "Well... Wu, if you want to take a vacation, go on vacation. Too tense is not good for your health. Pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

The dog curly spine nodded: "Salmon!"

Yi Guyou smiled timidly: "Well, isn't Mr. Wutiao the president? You can give yourself a leave of absence."

Chanyuan Maki thought of the rumors that she had heard almost since she was a child, and pursed her lips: "Only a fool would push himself so hard."

"I have received everyone's concern." The white-haired young man who suddenly became unserious began to shriek, and by the way showed off a glance at Xia Youjie who was comforting the twin sisters.

"Sure enough, Mr. Wujo is the most popular person!"

Xia Youjie ignored his childish showing off, and said directly: "I'll continue to take them to clean up Yokohama, see you at the old place tonight."

Gojo Satoru nodded: "Then I'll go first."

After the words fell, the white-haired youth had disappeared.

Xia Youjie returned to his usual smile: "Let's continue with the task, finish it early and rest early."

Gojo Satoru, who was looking for the traces of the newly born super magic spirit, met members of the Armed Detective Agency in the dessert shop.

"Yo, Odasaku."

The white-haired young man decisively stepped forward to say hello, and swept across everyone present with a smile.

"And Ranpo-kun, Kunikida-kun, and Atsu-kun, don't mind if I join the table."

As he spoke, he pulled a chair and squeezed into the table for four.

"Ah, President Gojo!" Atsushi Nakajima was a little surprised.

Kunikida Doppo was equally astonished, but it became clear when he thought of something: "Is Chairman Gojo coming to clean up Yokohama this time?"

Oda Sakunosuke, who had received Xia Youjie's invitation to have a drink this morning, was puzzled, "Didn't Xia You bring the students to clean up today?"

"Hmph, he's obviously here for a private matter." Detective Edogawa Ranpo glanced at the white-haired young man before telling the truth.

After thinking about it, he added awkwardly: "If you're in a bad mood, don't laugh, it's so ugly."

Saying that, even though he was over thirty, the famous detective who still had the temperament of a teenager pushed him a dessert in front of him.

"Hey, Lord Ranpo will share with you, don't be sad."

Wujo Wu was stunned for a moment, then accepted the dessert unceremoniously, and said boldly: "You can order anything you want to eat, I invite you!"

The detective's eyes lit up immediately, and Atsushi Nakajima said in a jerk, "Mr. Ranpo, have you forgotten the dentist you went to the day before yesterday?"

"Today's sugar intake is enough!"

The smile on Edogawa Ranpo's face froze.

After getting along for many years, Atsushi Nakajima, who has basically become one of the famous detective nannies, tried to dissuade him: "The doctor said to control the amount of sweets that Mr. Ranpo eats every day."

"What, Ranbu-san, do you have tooth decay?"

Gojo Satoru said, with a gloating and stern smile on his face: "What a tragedy, Mr. Ranbu, fortunately I have no limit, look at how good my teeth are!"

Seeing the white-haired young man laugh out his beautiful big white teeth, Edogawa Ranpo became angry from embarrassment.

"It's too much for you, Mr. Ranpo is really in vain to comfort you, return Mr. Ranpo's cake!"

"Hey, Ranbu-kun, don't you mean what you say? You gave it to me just now!"

"So what, Lord Ranbu regrets it!"

……

After some trouble, Gojo Satoru ordered a table of desserts and promised not to tell Fukuzawa Yukichi, the famous detective reluctantly forgave him.

After eating a few servings of cake to supplement the sugar, Gojo Satoru started to get down to business.

"Odasaku, where did you see Zhimeng yesterday, what does he look like?"

"On the way home." The copper-haired young man said truthfully: "He is wearing a pink gown, leaning against a tree, like a cherry blossom in full bloom on the branch."

Kunikida Doppo couldn't help but praised: "As expected of Mr. Oda, the description is really beautiful."

The white-haired youth is also full of pride: "Zhimeng is so beautiful, and his personality is super cute!"

Edogawa Ranbu raised his head and complained about him: "Your expression looks abnormal now!"

"Thank you." Oda Sakunosuke continued: "I was noticed by him, he looked back at me, and suddenly disappeared when I was surprised."

Gojo Satoru remembered that he had personally taught Zhimeng how to use no-lower-limit spells to move quickly, and his expression faded.

Atsushi Nakajima was a little confused and didn't understand. Kunikida realized it belatedly, and immediately looked at Gojo Satoru: "Friend of President Gojo, Yun-kun woke up?"

Gojo Satoru went to the detective agency to ask Yosano Akiko to treat a friend, but it failed, and it also made Yosano Akiko feel frustrated.

Kunikida Doppo also learned about Weaving Dreams at that time.

"……not yet."

The white-haired young man was wearing sunglasses, and lowered his head, so that people could not see his expression clearly: "Really, Zhimeng is too sleepy. When he wakes up, he must make it up to me..."

Kunikida Doppo, who knew he had slipped his words, apologized dryly: "I'm sorry..."

Edogawa Ranpo suddenly looked at Gojo Satoru: "Is it possible for a magician to become a magic spirit after death?"

Gojo Satoru raised his head abruptly, his complexion was ugly to the naked eye: "Zhimeng is not dead yet!"

"...I'm sorry." Edogawa Ranpo, who knew that he had poked someone's wound, was a little guilty, but he thought of something, and said firmly against his unkind eyes.

"But, Yunmeng Weaving Dream, did he really never die?"

Even if it is only for a few seconds, it is considered dead!

Gojo Satoru, who understood what he meant, immediately froze in place.

In the evening, in Lupine's bar.

Xia Youjie has been here for quite a while.

Compared with the several missions he has done in Yokohama, this time Yokohama is incredibly clean. Even the existing curse spirits are two or three big cats and kittens, and the students can easily get rid of them without his help. They are packed.

But even if he finished the task easily, Xia Youjie couldn't relax.

He couldn't help but think of the conversation he had with Wu in the morning - a special magic spirit was born in Yokohama - for some reason, his heart felt heavy and panicked like a stone.

No, it's not that he doesn't know the reason, he just doesn't want to think about it.

Zhimeng just fell asleep, and he was still well protected in Wutiaozhai... Xia Youjie took a sip of wine and interrupted his thoughts.

When Oda Sakunosuke came, he saw him drinking his own wine in sips.

Sensing that the other party was in a bad mood, Oda Sakunosuke went over to say hello briefly, and then drank with him.

By the time Wutiao Wutiao came, Xia Youjie was drunk enough.

Seeing him coming, the black-haired young man with still clear eyes immediately asked, "Have you found that special curse spirit?"

Gojo Satoru sat down, and Oda Sakunosuke gave him a glass of juice that he had ordered: "Thank you...no."

So Xia Youjie stopped talking.

He took out a photo from his pocket. In the photo, the long-haired boy was smiling brightly around his shoulders, as if smiling at him across time and space.

Xia Youjie's nose felt sore when he saw it, and his eyes were red and hot.

He lowered his head, not wanting others to see his embarrassment.

But the moment he lowered his head, some hot liquid slipped down uncontrollably, wetting the smile of the long-haired boy in the photo.

In the field of blue sky and blue sea, Zhimeng is enjoying Huayu's hair weaving service and real person's reading service.

Weaving Meng avoided early because he was reminded by Yan Suo that the last few days were the days when the conjurers went to Yokohama to clean up the curse spirits.

After visiting the real person's laboratory last night, Zhimeng, who had satisfied his curiosity, returned to their current base, looking for Huayu in Tuogen's field.

As for the real person, since he was studying human books recently, Zhizhi dreamed that he would be idle anyway, so he instructed him to read to himself.

When facing his companions, Zhenren is still easy to talk to. Hearing that Zhimeng asked him to read, he found a collection of poems and obediently read it to him.

While reading, the two also discussed some lines in the collection, which they both found very interesting.

Then, Zhimeng suddenly sneezed.

The real person was stunned: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhimeng rubbed his nose, felt a sudden surge of curse power in his body, and said with some uncertainty: "Probably, who is cursing me behind my back?"

Zhenren fell into deep thought: "Is Yokohama so suitable for the curse spirit?"

Weaving Meng said indifferently: "Then the real person will go with me next time."

Looking up at Huayu who was gently braiding his hair, Zhimeng's voice instantly became sweeter a few degrees: "There is also Huayu, let's go together too, I have a new game to share with you~"

Although the appearance can be called ferocious, Hua Yu, who has the most gentle personality among the curse spirits, stared at him gently.

"------"

【it is good. 】

Just like Zhimeng likes that Huayu will bloom, Huayu also likes Zhimeng whose breath is closest to that of elves.

Whatever Zhimeng said, whatever she wanted, she would satisfy him.

The real person who noticed the obvious difference in Zhimeng's attitude: "... Zhimeng, you are so biased!"

Zhimeng smiled: "No, I don't have a heart."

"Does the real person want to try it?"

The real person... The real person continued to read the poem obediently.

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Why... are you still awake?