The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"Oh, look what I found?"

Gojo Satoru pushed aside the grass, pretending to be surprised to look at the figure that suddenly appeared on the water.

"Isn't this a bad student who left his teacher alone and went somewhere alone—Tanjirou?"

"Who?!"

However, there is no scene where Gojo Satoru imagined the cute student blushing and explaining in a panic.

The vicious ghost who had just emerged from the water still had a ferocious look on his face. After hearing Gojo Satoru's voice, he turned his head to look at the source of the sound with vigilant eyes and a vigilant expression.

"what!"

After seeing the person coming, Tanjiro opened his eyes wide, the expression on his face relaxed, and a smile appeared on his lips after a while.

It seemed that the cold look just now was just Gojo Satoru's illusion.

"Teacher Wutiao!"

Tanjiro touched his face, his whole body was wet, and the crimson hair sticking to his forehead kept seeping water, which made Tanjiro almost unable to open his eyes from being fascinated by the water.

"How did the teacher find this place?"

He swam slowly towards the bank.

Tanjiro looked around, he was so focused on following the fleeing piece of meat, he didn't even notice how far he ran.

Now, apart from knowing that I am by the river, there is a road in front of me, there is a road behind, and there are buildings and trees next to me, I don't even know where I am, let alone whether I can find my way back by myself.

Therefore, Gojo Satoru was able to come here so 'coincidentally', and then 'just happened' to find Tanjiro in the water, which really made Tanjiro curious.

"Well—that's the question."

Gojo Satoru deliberately paused, "It's very simple."

"Just like Tanjiro can find other people by smell, I also have a way to find the traces left by Tanjiro, and then find you, sir."

"Get out of the water quickly."

Gojo Satoru took a step forward and pulled the drenched boy up, "Although it is summer, the water is still very cold at night."

"Don't say that you are not afraid of the cold."

As if he had already guessed what Tanjiro would say, the white-haired conjurer interrupted the boy just as he opened his mouth.

"Even if you're not human, you should take good care of your body."

"So--"

"Can you tell the teacher what happened?"

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, trying to slow down his tone as much as possible, not wanting to scare Tanjiro who was clearly in a bad state.

His eyes swept over the other party's clothes that had become tattered for some reason, and were almost invisible. Even though the dark red blood stains on them were so old after being soaked in the river water, they did not fade at all, and even continued to seep downward. Pink water drops.

Tanjiro's expression was also obviously very bad - I don't know whether to thank the ghost for its terrifying regenerative ability, at least on the surface, the child doesn't seem to be missing arms or legs, and there doesn't seem to be any wounds on his body.

However, Wujo Wuneng believes that it is "nothing" and it is strange!

Oni's complexion is always paler than that of ordinary people, but Gojo Satoru feels that Tanjirou's complexion is much paler than when they first came out.

As if to prevent him from worrying, Tanjiro still showed him a warm and gentle smile, but the pair of ghost pupils that were always bright seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist at the moment, and the look of fatigue was hard to hide between his brows .

Hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Tanjiro subconsciously opened his mouth, with a hesitant look on his face.

"Actually, nothing happened..."

"I just met a very annoying curse spirit."

Tanjiro lowered his eyes to avoid looking directly at Gojo Satoru.

He didn't want to tell the white-haired conjurer what he did halfway through.

"The guy escaped into the water and I followed him."

Having said that, Tanjiro couldn't help but feel frustrated, "But I lost it in the end."

He obviously wanted to cut that guy completely under the knife so that he could no longer harm the world.

Unexpectedly, the damned curse spirit was still allowed to escape.

Tanjiro refused to speak any more after he said this, and raised his eyes cautiously, looking anxiously at Gojo Satoru who stood there without saying a word.

Because of his negligence, this curse spirit will harm the souls of many people in the future, and how many innocent people will suffer the pain and torture of soul transformation...

"Tanjiro did a great job."

Ok?

The evil spirit looked up in surprise, and looked at the conjurer inexplicably.

He originally thought that he would at least be lectured by Wujo teacher...?

"Really, what kind of person does Tanjirou imagine me to be?"

Seeing through the student's thinking, Gojo Satoru sighed silently, complaining rather helplessly.

"Although Tanjirou didn't say it, you have tried your best to exorcise that cursed spirit, right?"

The evil ghost's hair was wet, with a few water plants vaguely mixed in.However, the white-haired conjurer didn't dislike him at all, and gently stroked the top of Tanjirou's head.

"During the battle with the curse spirit, you were seriously injured, right?"

"It must hurt when you get hurt."

It's not hard to guess, after all, when they met for the first time, the evil spirit cut off his own bone whip without hesitation.

"Tanjiro has really worked hard."

The voice of the white-haired conjurer was soft.

"Take a good rest and leave the rest to the teacher."

"Teacher Wutiao..."

I don't know how long it has been since he was touched and coaxed by someone softly. The long man who is used to carrying all the burdens on his body suddenly feels a little sore.

However, his excitement didn't last long.

"But with Tanjirou's current state, I can't take you back."

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, looking at the other party's tattered clothes with distress.

The strange dress and features can be said to have been fooled by cosplay, but the current state of the evil spirit, if it goes on the street, it will definitely scare passers-by, and then it will be regarded as a dangerous element.

"If Tanjirou can become small, I can just tuck you into my clothes and take you home."

Even if it is the strongest, it feels that such an idea is really a bit whimsical.

However, unexpectedly, Tanjiro tilted his head, thinking seriously about the feasibility of this matter.

"It seems...it's not impossible?"

Tanjiro, who didn't think there was anything strange about this proposal, answered seriously.

"Although it's just an attempt——but I seem to know how ghosts mimic..."

As he spoke, the ghost cells in his body also quietly became active.

Thus, Wujo Satoru, the strongest conjurer, felt for the first time what it means to be dumbfounded.

A 15-year-old, living boy.

It actually shrunk little by little before his eyes, and then turned into a child-like figure? !

and many more? !

The white-haired conjurer took off his blindfold in disbelief, and opened his eyes wide to look at Tanjirou who seemed to be a little unfamiliar with the child's body, shaking his arms.

Liuyan clearly told Gojo Satoru that the child in front of him was absolutely his student from head to toe, but the brain refused to accept such a result.

This is simply more than a living person who has changed greatly.

"Teacher Wutiao?"

After turning into a child, Tanjiro raised his head suspiciously, and his voice became soft. He didn't understand why the conjurer was frozen in place.

"Tanjirou...you don't have to cooperate like this."

Rao Wutiao Wu was also a little speechless at the moment.

He actually wanted to call Yidizhi to come and pick him up.

"But that's all right."

Anyway, everything has changed, Gojo Satoru didn't bother to make another phone call.

He picked up the man, stuffed it into his arms, and walked back.

"But by the way, is Tanjirou in a bad mood?"

Walking slowly on the road, Gojo Satoru suddenly lowered his head and asked.

Tanjiro, who was hiding in his clothes, froze, and it took a long time for the muffled voice to reach the conjurer's ears.

"Um……"

Tanjiro seemed to be still organizing his words.

"I almost turned into a ghost today."

Even thinking about it now, it still makes him sweat coldly from fear.

"If Nezuko hadn't held me back..."

He will really be bewitched by Wu Mi and become a ghost who does all kinds of evil.

"Even now, I can't completely control the ghost's instinct."

It's like he can't help showing his fangs, wanting to devour the flesh and blood of those around him.

It's like the fierce and violent instinct in the ghost's blood is still burning his mind, roaring and making him kill.

"I am really afraid, afraid that one day I will not be able to bear the hunger and attack the people around me, and one day I will hurt the people I care about."

He also hated the dirty and sinful ghost blood that was still rushing in his body, and hated all the ghost-related features on his body.

Tanjirou popped his head out suddenly, staring at the white-haired conjurer with burning eyes.

"I know that Mr. Wujo is very strong, and he is absolutely capable of killing me the first time we meet."

"But why did the teacher not only refuse, but let me enter a higher education?"

Leave him such a big hidden danger.

"Well—about that."

Gojo Gojo paused, "Does Tanjirou believe in himself?"

"Huh?" The evil spirit was taken aback.

"I, from the first time I saw Tanjiro, I knew that Tanjiro is a gentle and kind boy."

"So, I also believe that Tanjiro can control and make good use of this part of the power of the 'ghost'."

"I'm quite optimistic about Tanjirou, huh?"

It seemed that the atmosphere was too serious, and the white-haired conjurer made a little joke.

"So--"

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, made a circle with his middle finger and thumb, and flicked it impartially in the center of Tanjirou's forehead.

so hard!

The conjurer paused slightly, then continued talking as if nothing had happened.

"Does Tanjirou believe in himself?"

Believe that you will not succumb to the instinct of ghosts.

Believe in his trust in Tanjirou.

"...I don't know." The devil's little finger curled up slightly.

He shook his head honestly and answered truthfully.

"But, I will try my best!"

"If that day comes, I will really lose control and completely become an irrational ghost."

Tanjiro looked straight at the conjurer in front of him, and made a serious agreement with him.

"Teacher, please be sure to destroy me."