Master Xia You is still thinking about life today

Gojo Wu subconsciously grabbed Xia Youjie's sleeve, and his fingers gripped his black cuff so hard that even his joints turned white.

"Jay..."

"Want to eat dessert?" Xia Youjie pursed his lips and smiled, his purple eyes curled up, "I'm treating you."

After a vigorous fight, Xia Youjie's depression was all gone now, but he was thinking about the harm his inappropriate actions in the past four days had caused to Wujou, a three-and-a-half-year-old kid, and what he would do to Wujou in the future. The shock, guilty conscience and guilt are beating the beating bright red heart in his chest.

God has no such thing as a conscience.

But Xia Youjie, who still maintained his human form, was a little bit.

Before parting, he can indulge a little bit.

The inexplicable anxiety made Gojo Satoru want to throw a temper tantrum, but when he caught Xia Youjie's purple eyes looking over at him, he gritted his teeth and said firmly, "Go!" After a pause, "Crepe, strawberry parfait, lava cake, Dafu... I want them all!"

"Let's go then."

The two held hands, got up and left.

Noctua said rightly: "...Hi."

Wait, did these two brats forget something?

When Wutiao Wuren came out of the tent, and Xia Youjie walked out of the tent with half of his body, one of the problem students finally remembered something, turned around and waved at the principal, who was sitting in the middle of the tent with gloomy eyes.

"Mr. Ye Moth, Wu and I are going to eat first."

Gojo Wu rubbed open the curtain of the tent with his head, put it on Xia Youjie's shoulder without any politeness, and lazily said: "Let's go, Jie, Ye Moth is so old, he will take care of himself."

"Enlightenment, we must be considerate of the elderly who have begun to grow old and dim."

"Is it true again?"

"No way, is this the most basic traditional virtue?"

"Okay, then next time."

Amidst the fading voice, the principal of Tokyo High School took a deep breath.

These two bastards are his students.To be reasonable, how many sins did he commit to be a student of this class.

***

[Record: September 2007]

【■■Miyako (文■■Apartment Building)】

[Mission Summary: The super imaginary curse spirit (Poulu Demon) appeared, suspected to be flesh.Upon learning of the emergency, the special-level conjurer Gojo Satoru (third-year junior college) and the first-level conjurer Noctua Zhengdao were dispatched to exorcise the curse spirit and destroy the container. 】

[Task result: The super-level curse spirit demon has been exorcised, and the container ■■■■ has been destroyed. 】

[Special note: Xia Youjie (a former third-year junior college student) who joined Genji's super class appeared, suspected to be ■■■]

【warn! 】

[Important files lost! 】

***

At the high-level meeting of the magic world, Gojo Gojo, who had been well appeased by having a dessert with Xia Youjie, blasted a certain document with "Cang". The powerful force displayed made all the high-level executives who were sitting behind the screen and pretending to fall into uneasiness and fear.

The corners of the moth Zhengdao's mouth twitched slightly, I'm sorry, what did you instigate?let go of what?These high-level officials must think highly of him too much.

Is it okay to state the follow-up related to the Porpoise mission?Originally, I was a little guilty of deliberately ignoring the doubts about Tian Yuan Zhisa's death certificate, but this group of high-level officials really... well, why did they want to bring the topic to Jie and make such nonsense!

"Ha." Gojo Satoru sneered. He raised his hand and hooked off his sunglasses with his fingertips, revealing a pair of blue eyes covered with frost. He paused every word, "What did you just say? Say it again, let me hear you?"

The huge conference room fell into dead silence for a moment, and after a long while, a voice said forcefully and calmly: "Gojo Satoru, as the heir of the Gojo family and a super magician, you must not act because of personal affection... "

"Boom!" Another shot of "Cang", this time it was a screen that was blasted into pieces.

Without the protection of the screen, a wrinkled old man's cloudy eyes widened, and he choked on the words before he finished speaking.After a while, he jumped up like an old cat whose tail had been stepped on, and shouted hoarsely: "Presumptuous, Gojo Satoru, you are too presumptuous!"

No one, even the current Patriarch of the Yusan Clan, has ever spoken insultingly to the higher-ups who ruled the world of spells, and even directly acted.Even if the shot of "Cang" landed on the screen in front of him, the feeling of passing by the god of death still made him terrified.

After the fear, there is extreme humiliation and anger.

So what about the six eyes, what about "no lower limit", if you say a few words that he is the strongest, is he really the strongest?

Don't forget, more than 400 years ago in the Edo period, the head of the Gojo family also had six eyes and "no lower limit", and he died with the head of the Zenyuan family who possessed "ten shadow spells".

Being strong doesn't mean he won't die.

A stable world of conjuration does not need Wujo Satoru's power to disrupt the balance.

"Heh." Gojo Satoru sneered, and said unceremoniously: "I'm presumptuous? What are you rotten oranges talking about? Are you too old so your brain is not working? I just want to give You just wake up your heads, what's the problem?"

"Five Enlightenments!"

"presumptuous."

"It's too crazy."

"Does the Gojo family want to be an enemy of the higher-ups?"

The name that ignited Wujo Satoru's anger just now spit out from the mouth of a high-level person again.

"...I have reason to suspect that Xia Youjie colluded with Wujo Wu..."

Ye Mo Zhengdao's face twitched, and he subconsciously looked at Wujo Wu, and sure enough, he saw Wujo Wu raised his hand again, clasping his thumb and middle finger together, making a snapping motion.

"Enlightenment!" Ye Mozheng said quickly, calm down, using "茈" here, is it to blow up the house and the high-level people?

After shouting this voice, Ye Mo Zhengdao immediately turned to the higher-ups, and said bluntly: "Although Xia Youjie dropped out of the high school and left the world of magic arts, there is no definite evidence that he has become a curse master. Now, Xia Youjie You Jie is Daigo Genji's guest servant, define him as a traitor in the magic world, where do you put Genji?!"

"As long as the evidence is handed over to Patriarch Genji, he will naturally understand what to do." Noctua Moth's righteous distinction seemed to give the high-level a breakthrough, and immediately an old man said with a trembling old voice, "Hiding in Xiayou In the home of Jie's parents, the first-level curse spirit who seriously injured the conjurer who went to investigate, and Xia Youjie's shabby spell power are conclusive evidence. Parents of ordinary people!"

A very sarcastic smile appeared on Gojo Satoru's face, and he said coldly, "Why don't you explain why you sent people to Jie's parents' home."

He didn't believe that this group of rotten oranges just sent someone over to check if Xia You and his wife were doing well.

In the final analysis, "Spell Manipulation", a rare technique that has been rarely seen for hundreds of years, and Xia Youjie's super strength, made the senior management feel a little reconciled and let him go like this.But after being ambushed by Xia Youjie's backhand, this group of rotten oranges who want to save face became furious, thinking of using this excuse to get rid of Xia Youjie, who had joined a family in the non-magic world and had grown in strength.

They even reject the new forces in the world of conjuration. From time to time, they use missions to trap one or two young warlocks who do not have the backing of family power, not to mention that they have already joined other factions and are no longer under their control. In turn, a super conjurer who had an impact on their current power situation.

Taking the fact that Xia Youjie seriously injured ordinary people in the previous mission as evidence, charged him with killing his parents, and wanted Gojo Satoru to get rid of the so-called super curser...Why?With their thick skins, do they still love to have sweet dreams?

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth, he really wanted to overturn the basket of rotten oranges right now.Thinking of this group of old immortals bouncing around on his head and doing all kinds of disgusting things, "No Lower Limit" couldn't filter out the rotten stench from their bodies.

"That's a normal visit, Gojo Satoru, don't change the subject." A high-level executive said confidently, "Unless Xia Youjie shows evidence that he didn't kill ordinary people, otherwise..."

"boom!"

A brilliant purple light penetrated the ceiling of the conference room.

A shot of "Chi" blasted off the roof of the meeting room, and the defensive barrier interwoven with layers of runes was even worse than paper under the power of "Chi".The bright and dazzling sunlight at noon shone into this high-level meeting room that was lit with candles all year round. Many high-level people sitting in their seats subconsciously let out horrified cries like vampires who had suddenly seen the light.

Under the bright sunlight, the white-haired young man maintained the gesture of snapping his fingers, slowly lowered his arms, and pointed his fingertips directly at the senior executive who was pale at the moment.

"What did you say?" Gojo Satoru slowed down his voice, under the frost-colored eyebrows, the six blue eyes showed the cold indifference of the gods looking down on the ants, "I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

"The investigation is wrong, and the existing evidence is not enough to judge Xia Youjie as a curse master..."

Gojo Satoru looked at the senior management in front of him expressionlessly.

Jie said that he chose to leave the magic world because of the unhappiness he encountered in the mission, so how much of these unhappiness is caused by the decadent rule of this group of rotten oranges?

If you get rid of this group of rotten oranges... Tsk, it will only be replaced by another group of rotten oranges, there is no hope, these old things.

"Enlightenment, it's almost there." Ye Mo Zhengdao rubbed his crazily throbbing forehead, it's too nonsense, this group of high-level executives can't help Wujo Wu with their strength, but they will definitely put on shoes for him in other ways.

Gojo Satoru slowly lowered his hand.

【want to……】

Gojo Satoru turned around and walked out of the chaotic conference room.

【Change. 】

Under the sunlight, Gojo Satoru raised his head slightly, his blue eyes were transparent and clear, like a handful of clear sea water scooped up with both hands, and also like a particularly high sky in autumn.

[Change this decadent magic world, and then, bring Jie back! 】