The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"Let's heal the wound on your hand first, Wu."

The housekeeper turned his head, and the miserable scene in the subway station came into the doctor's eyes.

She took a deep breath without any trace, moved her fingers slightly, and rarely thought of smoking.

The traces left now, even just looking at them, made her tremble with fear, and her back felt cold.

"I heard from Yoshino Junpei that you came with Tanjiro."

Now Yoshino Junpei is forced to stay in the Nonomiya Shrine by Tenuchi Riko, and he is not allowed to run to Shibuya.

Shibuya is still too dangerous. Letting him, a half-hearted conjurer who can't even control shikigami flexibly, come here, is tantamount to death.

"Then, the one who was sealed instead of you—"

"Ah."

Gojo Satoru finally stopped looking at the prison gate in his hand, and gave Jiarui a little reaction.

"I should have been the one that guy wanted to seal."

The eyes of the white-haired conjurer were bloodshot.He pressed his temples, and the scene of Tanjiro rushing out to block him played again and again in his mind, causing a sudden burst of pain in his head.

"But Tanjiro pushed me away."

Instead of being sealed into such a dark place, I don't know when I will be able to see the light again and regain my freedom.

"But Nitro, do you believe it?"

Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at Yarui Nitzi, and there was a little smile in those blue and cold eyes.

"what?"

Jia Ruozi took a few steps back calmly, already considering the possibility of giving this person a sedative.

"Tanjirou, he is clearly in such a state, but he is still helping me."

"Wu, you need to rest."

Jia Ruozi interrupted him suddenly.

Perhaps because he felt that his words were too serious just now, Jiarui Nigzi let out a long sigh, and pointed to the bloodstains on Gojo Satoru's body and the hideous wound on his hand.

"The situation outside has stabilized now, let's take a break, Enlightenment."

The doctor tilted his head and thought for a while, and added: "At least heal the injury on your hand."

"If it's Tanjirou, he probably doesn't want to see you in such a mess right now?"

That being said, Jiarui Nizi has no plans to step forward.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wujo Wu is still in a state of exploding at one point. It may be okay to talk like this. If someone really dares to step forward to move the prison gate in his hand, I am afraid that Wujo Wu will explode directly and show no mercy in the future. People are crushed to slag.

But the family into the nitro did not lie to him.

In order to plan this story-related change, 'Xia Youjie' not only recruited many curse masters to join it, but also dispatched several first-level curse spirits, and even a special one.

At this time, the horror of Gojo Satoru is fully reflected.

Super-level spell spirits are rare, so 'Xia Youjie' even sent three super-level spell spirits to delay time in order to seal Gojo Wu.

The curse master had expected it very well, and Gojo Satoru really almost fell for it.

However, by mistake, Wutiao Wu not only was not sealed, but instead used his own strength to exterminate the two super-level curse spirits, and even severely injured the mastermind.

——Although, it also paid an extremely painful price.

Gojo Satoru failed to seal, the super-level curse spirit was tortured and killed, and the mastermind fled in a hurry. Under such circumstances, it is not difficult for the conjurer to stabilize the situation outside Shibuya.

"Yes, that's fine."

Turning his head distracted for a while, after listening to what Jiarui Glass was saying, Gojo Satoru returned his attention to the little magic tool in his hand.

He carefully wiped off the blood stains on the surface of the prison gate, and the eyes on the six sides were all tightly closed at this moment, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep, and they looked a little cute.

The distorted bony spurs on it are not as sharp and sharp as they were at the beginning, and the round top corners are pressed against the palm of the hand, which only makes people feel slightly itchy.

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes, and the six green eyes silently stared at the eye directly opposite.

There was an inaudible rustling sound from the muscles, bones, skin and flesh on the palm, and the cells were driven to split, bit by bit repairing the white-haired conjurer's horrific wounds.

Holding the prison gate in the strongest and most precious place, he almost needs to put the magic tool in his heart to feel at ease.

"Glass, do you have anything else you want to ask?"

He obviously didn't look back, but Gojo Satoru seemed to have eyes behind his back, telling the truth in a single word, into the entangled and chaotic state of Nitro.

However, he was the one who asked Jia Ruzi to ask questions, and Gojo Satoru opened his mouth again, without giving Jia Ruzi a chance to speak.

"If you want to ask Jay about—"

"Jay, he's dead."

Jia Ruozi's hands froze, and he almost couldn't hold the phone.

"Jay is dead?!"

The expression on her face now should be quite shocked and unbelievable.

Jia Ruozi thought of it out of time.

But she couldn't care less now.

Jia Ruzi walked up to Wujo Wu in twos and twos. She was much shorter than Wujo Wu, and it was impossible to catch the shadow of the person in front of her, but she still spoke eagerly and looked anxious.

"what happened?!"

Before she came, she got the news that the mastermind behind all this was Xia Youjie who somehow became a curse master!

"That person is not Jay."

Gojo Satoru just explained that.

"Jie...he should have died when he was investigating Kagutsuchi's heart."

Gojo Satoru pressed his head and kept kneading his temples, trying to relieve the pain in his head.

I don't know whether it's the six eyes or the overuse of the brain. His mind seems to be exploding now. Countless information is constantly broken down and then drilled into his brain.

"I don't know what is occupying Jie's body now, and this incident should also be planned by it."

The last voice fell, and Gojo Satoru's voice echoed in the empty station hall.

For a long time, Jia Ruozi didn't answer.

"When Jie disappeared for ten years, I already guessed that he might be dead."

The doctor brushed back the shattered hair that fell in front of his eyes.

She took a long breath, the dark circles under her eyes that were already quite serious were now darker and bruised, making her look even more haggard.

There is no death without regrets for conjurers.

As the owner of a rare reversal spell, it is definitely not the first time that Jiarui Glass has faced the death of the conjurer and his companions.

But there has never been a time like now, as if a mountain was pressing on her chest, forcing her to breathe.

"That's right."

The doctor stared silently at the ground.

The doctor who is used to seeing life and death did not cry.

It's just that the heart seems to be filled with lead, beating dullly.

Spread the cold and heavy blood to the whole body.

"Gojo Satoru, are you crazy?!"

The singer stopped the conjurer who was about to leave the conference room swaggeringly, almost shouting out the music.

"I'm sober now."

However, it is impossible for her to stop Gojo Satoru.

I don't know what method he used, Wujou made a small hole in the border of the prison gate, found a rope from somewhere, and directly threaded the spell tool and put it around his neck.

"Do you know what your decision means?"

Diva was almost mad by him.

In the past, although this guy has always been against the upper class, he often gets angry with the group of old people who are half-buried in the ground, and always has a rescue pill.

But this time, Gojo Satoru actually took action directly, refusing to hand over to the prison gate, and even lost his patience in dealing with the upper echelon in the past.

"Hmm...probably expel me from the high school, and then charge me with some kind of defection."

The strongest conjurer spread his hands, "Maybe I will be sentenced to death or something else."

Those old people had long been unhappy with him, but this time they caught him, so it's no wonder they didn't put all kinds of crimes on him.

"Since you know everything, why—"

An Geji couldn't figure it out.

"Diva, remember what I told you?"

Gojo Satoru groped for the prison gate in front of his chest, his eyes behind the sunglasses were faintly cold.

An diva gave a meal.

"When people get old, they like to think about what they have."

"People who are old are unwilling to give up their rights and want to get a longer life;"

"People who are not as strong as before want to get stronger and then climb to a higher position."

"Wait, stop talking..."

Angeji subconsciously felt something was wrong, and wanted to stop Gojo Satoru from continuing.

"Diva, would you like to guess how many of those rotten oranges have something to do with the guy pretending to be Jie?"

He firmly insisted that the person who caused the change in the story was Xia Youjie, and issued a hunting order for Xia Youjie without saying a word.

Forcing Gojo Satoru to hand over the prison gate, he turned a blind eye to the students' desperate efforts this time.

"...Then what do you think now?"

An Geji silently clenched her hand hanging by her side.

"And your students, what are they going to do?"

"If you choose this method, it is impossible for you to go back to the high school."

There is no way to turn back.

For whatever reason, it was impossible for her to persuade Gojo Satoru to change her mind.

"Occasionally, you need to change your identity."

But Gojo Satoru didn't care about that.

"As for the college students, they have grown up."

Even if she escaped from his protection for a while, she would no longer have to worry about her life.

"Leave it alone, diva."

Gojo Gojo made a mistake and walked straight past An Geji.

"The next time we meet, remember not to keep your hand from me."

November [-]st, the day after the end of the involved story.

Special Conjurer Wujo Satoru

— Confirm defection.