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

Encounter at a young age, mutual dependence in another world, three years of companionship——

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie have always been confident that they and Zhimeng can walk together forever.

Those who have not been punctured and know each other well, but only the emotions that Zhimeng can't understand, don't worry, because they still have a bright tomorrow and a long future.

In that long future, Zhimeng will one day understand what it means to like and what love is; understand that except them, no one can match him and stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

——Not even nitro!No, it's not allowed!

So confident, even so self-confident, the two guarded their treasures like giant dragons, not allowing anyone to covet them for a moment.

Until that ordinary day, their treasure suddenly disappeared——

I can't describe how I feel when I hear this news, but even Nitro, they will be angry if they make such a joke.

But Nitro would not make such jokes, the reality is sometimes so magical and so cruel.

Obviously made an appointment for the reform that is about to show its hands and feet, obviously set a time for another vacation, and clearly promised that it will be with you forever... But the person who made the appointment can no longer keep the appointment, and can no longer wake up.

They failed before they even started.

'If one day I die, will you cry for me? '

'With the strongest Lao Tzu around, how could I let you die. '

'We will protect you, there is no other way for you to die except for natural old age. '

'...Even if Zhimeng is only breathless, I can save you. '

The protection oath once said has also become an irreversible lie.

……

"Who is it? How could weaving dream die! It's just a super-level curse spirit—"

"On the scene, there is only weaving dream and the filthy mantra left by that curse spirit. It is just a super-level curse spirit. How can weaving dream..."

"Obviously no wound, no wound at all! Why? Why..."

Unbelievable, absurd, angry, and even sad—no amount of emotions can restore the lost life and bring Zhimeng back to life.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, the strongest super-level conjurers in the conjuration world, experienced the biggest failure in their lives.

He also lost his best friend and love.

They successfully reformed the magic world, cleared away the decay and decay as they said back then, and became the future of the magic world.

But the person who should reform with them and share the glory has never woken up for more than ten years.

Obviously that bead brought him back to breathing and life, but why couldn't he wake up? !

Until that day, Oda Sakunosuke called and said that he saw Zhimeng in Yokohama.

But Zhimeng has always been in Tokyo, sleeping deeply——

Full of doubts and a little hope, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie saw their treasure again after many years.

That is a living dream weaving that can move and dance!

But at that time, the other party has become a curse spirit, and has lost the memory of human beings. The impression of them is only hostility, and immortality...

'What did you say?friend?It made me laugh so hard.I am a curse spirit, how can I be friends with a magician who wants to exorcise me! '

However, we are friends.

……

'You are fine, I like it very much.We'd be best friends if you were a mantra. '

We used to be best friends.

……

"Dare to touch Hana, I will kill you~"

It's friends, aren't we?Why favor one over another?

……

'I'm really...not reconciled. '

Then don't die--

……

That person came by the fog and dissipated with the fog, like a dream, leaving nothing but regret.

In the end, they were the only ones left, facing each other silently in front of the crystal coffin.

The power is high and the position is heavy, and it can't fill the void in the heart.Bit by bit, it is the despair that is getting worse day by day.

Best friends become enemies, protection becomes lies, resurrection returns to death, hope is increasingly overshadowed by despair...

Working hard during the day, smiling hippie.

In the middle of the night, I drank too much to relieve my sorrows, and I was drunk and dreamed of death.

"Ha, ha... This is said to be the best sake in Japan, Zhimeng, don't you want to try it?"

"Hi... If Zhimeng doesn't get up again, we will run out of wine..."

The wine glasses all over the floor fell down, but they couldn't wait for the familiar voice, or the man who lifted the coffin and got up.

When they were drunk, they couldn't help telling the truth——

"If...if I could go back to that day—"

"Back to the day when Zhimeng was still there..."

The strong desire, the deep nostalgia, turned into the deepest obsession.

It's just when they want to fall asleep, let them fulfill their wishes in their dreams.

And then, the dream came true——

Under the persuasion and explanation of the two, Zhimeng finally reluctantly believed their words and put down the phone.

Thinking about it, it was his curiosity about sake that caused the two of them to drink with him at the beginning, Zhimeng apologized decisively: "Sorry, it was my fault this time, I will be careful not to drink alcohol in the future."

The black-haired boy with ball head, Xia Youjie had a gentle face: "It's okay, just drink less next time."

"It's what we want to drink, don't take everything on us." The white-haired boy, Gojo Satoru, said directly.

Zhimeng nodded again and again, suddenly thought of something, and looked at the cleaned table aside, a little confused: "Did we really drink a lot? I don't seem to have any memory..."

He only remembered that he drank a few sips... he remembered that after a few sips, it was completely broken.

The two who had just found out this memory were silent for a moment, then heard Zhimeng suddenly ask.

"By the way, what about Nitro and Diva Senior?"

I haven't seen them since I woke up.

"They went back first." After thinking for a while, Xia Youjie explained: "Because you and Wu are both drunk, it's not convenient for me to take you back, so I stayed in the private room for a while."

Should it be said that luckily he has a good memory?Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be revealed.

Glancing at the white-haired boy, Gojo Satoru approached Zhimeng just like that, put his hand on his shoulder very naturally, and spoke coquettishly with a drawn out tone.

"I'm so hungry, Zhimeng, leave them alone, let's go eat?"

"I'm a little hungry when you say that." Zhimeng, who was used to being put on his shoulders, felt empty in his stomach belatedly.

Then, the long-haired boy smiled at Xia Youjie, "Then let's go to the noodle restaurant that Jie mentioned for dinner."

"Okay." Instinctively faster than thinking, Xia Youjie found that he had already agreed, and had to flip through his memory which noodle restaurant he was talking about back then.

"Also." Zhimeng looked sideways at Gojo Satoru next to him: "It was originally agreed to go to the amusement park in the afternoon today, but the drinking was delayed. But the amusement park is also open at night, right?"

Zhimeng asked with a smile: "So, are Wu and Jie going?"

The words and demeanor of the long-haired boy coincided with the figure in his memory, and the two strongest magicians from the future couldn't help being in a trance for a moment.

"……go."

Whether it is the past or the future, as long as it is your invitation, we will never refuse.

On the other hand, being frightened by Zhimeng in the crystal coffin, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie didn't bother to get entangled with each other as if they were many years older, and just wanted to fish out Mengzhi from the coffin first.

Even if this crystal coffin looks exquisite and beautiful, it cannot ignore the fact that it is a coffin, pretending to be dead!

How could Zhimeng die?Obviously they were eating together just now, anyway, get him out first and ask.

But when I was going to open the museum, I realized that this crystal coffin seemed to have no gaps, making people feel helpless even if they wanted to push the coffin open.

Xia Youjie tried to break violently and punched, but failed to leave the slightest trace on the surface of the crystal coffin.

"Wait for Jie first." Gojo Satoru's six eyes saw something special about the crystal coffin, and stopped his attack.

"This is a super magic tool."

Gojo Satoru, who pushed the blindfold on his head, looked at the crystal coffin with a complicated expression: "It can seal the time and state of the person in the coffin, and keep everything as it was when it was put in. After closing, it is immune to any external attack. It can no longer be opened from the outside."

After a pause, the white-haired young man added: "As a corresponding price, the indestructible special-grade magic tool can be opened with a light touch inside."

In other words, this is a special special-grade spell tool that seals up the dead and expects the dead to rise from it.

It is self-evident what kind of thoughts the person who sealed the Weaving Dream in it had.

Xia Youjie who clenched his fists was silent.

Immediately, he covered his aching head and said, "What's going on? Didn't we sleep in the private room just now?"

How could he wake up and arrive at the scene where Zhimeng was suspected to have died! ! !

Is he dreaming?But why is the pain from the head and hands so real?

Gojo Satoru glanced around for a while, and then his eyes fell on Zhimeng who was sleeping peacefully in the crystal coffin again. It was rare that he lost his confidence in everything in the past, but was full of unspeakable irritability and disbelief.

"Compared to dreaming, this is more like we have come to the future!"

The sudden change of location, the sudden growth of each other, and Zhimeng who couldn't sleep for a long time in the crystal coffin - all of this clearly told him through the six eyes that this is the cruel reality of the future.

——This is a bad future!

How could he not protect Zhimeng?How could their future be like this?

What is the cause of this future?He turned around and-

The phone rings suddenly, interrupting Gojo Satoru's increasingly dangerous thoughts.

Xia Youjie looked back at him, and Gojo Wu picked up his phone and saw that it was the caller.

The two looked at each other, and Gojo Satoru answered the phone.

"Let's get rid of the garbage."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the opposite side, with a decadent and indifferent tone.

"Send the body when it's settled. I'm just going to deal with it now."

Xia Youjie was full of question marks as to who this trash was addressing. Gojo Wu glanced at the special warning formula on the crystal coffin, and understood the reason why Jiarui Nizi called.

In this case, it shows that Nitro is credible.

Gojo Satoru asked directly: "Glass, what's the matter with Weaving Dreams?"

With them here, how could Zhimeng still lie here? !

There was a moment of silence on the other side, and then there was a dissatisfied voice: "Has your brain finally been burnt out by the six eyes? Drink less wine, it's almost dawn, and there is a lot of work tomorrow. I don't want to work overtime until I don't have time to go Watch Zhimeng, just give me a good night's sleep!"

Xia Youjie couldn't help but said: "It's not about the wine, Nitro, we found Zhimeng lying here when we woke up, but Zhimeng was still eating with us just now!"

"What did you say!" came the excited voice of Jiarui Nizi from the opposite side.

"You wait, I'll go there!"

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past? ! !

future--!