Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

The windows in the house were open, and at night, it was dark outside, and the cold autumn wind swished through the windows into the spacious room.

Machima was not surprised when she saw the contents of the text message. She had already noticed that the principal of the Tokyo school, Yoshinobu Rakuganji, was always jealous of her, and she heard clearly the conversation of the three people on the day of the exchange meeting.

The old man always seemed to look at her coldly, his eyes full of scrutiny, and he was aggressive when he asked her questions.

This is the second time she has met Mingming's crow.

The first time was when I first came to this world and was sent to monitor when I went to the hospital to do tasks.

And after the first experience, this time Mingming seems to have sent a crow that hardly makes a sound, even the sound of flapping its wings is very subtle, and this sound is completely filtered out by Mazima.

In the end, she found out that she was being watched, which was a rare mistake for her.

But everything else is fine, what she cares most about is this so-called "designated executor", will Gojo Satoru kill her?

No way.

To be honest, Machima didn't understand the significance of the higher-ups appointing Gojo Satoru to carry out the death penalty. Gojo Satoru had a close relationship with her, and she didn't think those higher-ups would not know.

Mazima sat on the sofa and pondered for a few minutes, but she still couldn't come to a conclusion.

At some point, there was a "click" from the door. It was the sound of the door being opened, and the familiar footsteps were getting closer.

Gojo Satoru is back.

Maqima suddenly thought of another possibility, could it be Gojo Satoru himself who proposed to execute her death sentence?

...to be an actor?

Soon, Gojo Satoru appeared in front of Machima, and the white-haired man's eyes fell on the mobile phone in the woman's hand at a glance. As far as Gojo Satoru is concerned, no one knows better than him.

Mazima raised her head and said hello: "You are back."

The white-haired man didn't respond, but hesitantly said: "...Did you see the text message?"

Maqima nodded, the corners of her lips slightly curled up: "Well, Wu is planning to kill me?"

There are very few Wutiao Wutiao words today, usually he is the one who brings up the conversation and Ma Qima may not answer, but today it is Ma Qima who speaks first and he does not respond.

Gojo Satoru was silent, took a few steps to the front of the sofa, and sat down. He looked at the orange-pink haired woman who was blinking golden eyes suspiciously in front of him, and after a long time of deliberation, he finally spoke:

"Speaking of which, I have never told Machima that I actually have a dream. Would you like to hear it?"

"Satoru's dream? I'm curious."

"You also know about Youren. Above us is the magic cave of the magic world. Idiots who want to protect themselves, hereditary idiots, arrogant idiots... and ordinary idiots, they are simply a big basket of rotten oranges."

Rotten oranges.

It wasn't the first time that Maqima heard this word from Gojo Satoru, and this word refers to the high-level people in the magic world.

Machima knew he hated them.

Gojo Satoru said again: "I want to wash away this rotten magic world."

Mazima looked straight into the other's eyes, which were different from the clear azure blue of the sky. At this time, those eyes reflected the depth and silence of the deep sea, revealing a sharpness that she had never seen before. .

She just listened to him quietly, and didn't speak abruptly, and the other party continued.

"It's easy to kill the people above, but this is just a change of people, there will be no change, and if you do this, no one will follow."

Having said that, Gojo Satoru changed into a brisk tone, but to Machima, it sounded like he was laughing at himself.

"You also know that I have a bad personality. I'm not a teacher. I don't even have a teacher qualification certificate. I can't be a good teacher."

It was the first time Machima knew that Gojo Satoru did not have a teacher qualification certificate, and she thought she would at least get it through the back door.

It turns out that the high school of conjuration doesn't care about these formal things at all.

"But even so, I also want to cultivate strong and intelligent partners, so I chose to stay in the college as a teacher."

"That said, it's also a spur of love that I sometimes throw my own assignments at the students."

Macchima: ?

You just want to be lazy.

"Machima is also one of the partners I need. You are very powerful, and you can solve almost any kind of curse spirit in an instant. Regardless of the danger of your identity, you will also be a reliable companion."

People from the "other side of the world", even if they have been together for so long, Gojo Satoru only knows a rough idea of ​​the world on the other side, and Machima will never take the initiative to tell him.

Although he didn't ask again except when we first met.

But this does not mean that he has forgotten it. On the contrary, Gojo Satoru remembers it very clearly, and he has never forgotten it for a day.

Sometimes there are a lot of strange things.

For example, the watcher sent by "window" only met Mazima once from the beginning to the end, and was killed by the ability suspected of being Mazima in the air after more than a month.

For another example, during the sister school exchange meeting, Maqima was sent to patrol the places outside the "tent" in the college, but the curse spirit named Zhenren who sneaked into the temple of the college escaped after stealing the special magic item.

He wanted to believe her, he longed for the truth of what Mazima said "will always be by his side".

In Gojo Satoru's view, all this happened is not so much a coincidence, but he has been using "coincidence" as an excuse to comfort himself.

What's even stranger is the dream Gojo Satoru had.

Maqima stood on the other side, wearing a long black dress, and stood with the group of curse spirits with human wisdom. It took an unknown number of days before Gojo Satoru finally clearly remembered the scene in the dream at that time.

Apparently, Machima in the dream became a curser.

It was the last thing he wanted to see.

Every time he recalled that scene, recalling the helpless self in the dream, Gojo Satoru felt a sense of suffocation, as if another invisible hand was tightly pinching his throat, he could not make a sound, he could only silently He clenched his fists sorely.

No matter what, it was useless to keep using the reversal technique, Gojo Satoru had to put that picture behind him, just thinking about why she became a conjurer.

And even if it's just that, there will be an indescribable feeling of fullness in the chest.

What he doubted and what he was afraid of, he had only talked with Jia Ruozi, but the other party only used blunt words to comfort him. He didn't want to hear those beautiful words, and those comforting words flowed from his heart like the wind. Blowing in the ear.

eventually dissipated in air.

"So... Wu still thinks I'm dangerous and guilty?"

Gojo Satoru heard Maqima speak like this.

The voice was very soft, as if the other party was afraid that his words would hurt him now, soft and cautious.

Maqima can see everything clearly, his liking for her, what he thinks in his heart, except for the dream that she doesn't know, she probably already understood the rest.

She would not take the initiative to communicate with him, and every time she chatted with him, the content was irrelevant. This can be seen from the fact that Gojo Satoru still doesn't know what the world Machima lives in.

She knew everything, but she didn't want to tell him anything.

And the state of mind of the other party can often sting him even more. Wujo Wu took a deep breath: "You are innocent, and you will not die."

His eyes were heavy: "I won't let you die."

He wouldn't let her die, he'd watched Mazima kill herself once in Poe's book, and though she hadn't actually died, he couldn't help thinking about it.

What if death in the world of books really mattered?

What if Makima had really died that day?

He will hate himself.

"Ming Ming will come tomorrow morning. She has no position. She can report the false information that you are dead to her superiors for a little money. It is also by this opportunity that Maqima doesn't need to be a magician."

As long as she stays here, no one will restrain her, she no longer needs to work, and she is free to consume, and he will give her everything.

It is also for this reason that Wujo Satoru himself proposed to execute Machima's death sentence.

He had a good plan, as long as Mazima agreed to it.

He also thought that whether Mazima agreed or not, he would never kill her, and this so-called choice was of no real use.

But what he didn't know was that Mazima didn't think so.

She just felt that the conjurer's work was too much and tiresome, and so was Gojo Satoru, who was always by her side.

Maqima wants to get away for a while, and she has her own things to do. She doesn't want to know Wujo Satoru's good intentions. She only knows that the death penalty issued by the magic world this time is a good opportunity.

So she said: "Wu, I know, you don't have to protect me anymore, this will only make you my 'accomplice', I am very clear about my own sins."

- That's weird.

In Mazima's eyes, she didn't think there was anything wrong with the crime of killing the "window" person. When the demon was in public security, even every time she used her ability, someone would send a sacrifice.

She just used up a "sacrifice", and a sacrifice is a sacrifice, that's all.

She said this just to give herself a reason to die, and then disappear from Gojo Satoru's sight for a while.

"Since taking over the task of the death penalty, it's better for Wu to execute it well. After all, I don't know where there will be high-level eyeliners."

The orange-pink-haired woman spoke in the same flat tone as usual, saying things that were extremely cruel to both her and Gojo Satoru.

She clearly knew that he could not kill her.

She seems to be pushing him to the cliff now, and he will fall if he takes a step back, and then he will fall directly to death.

Mazima stood up slowly, grabbed the clenched fist of the white-haired man, loosened his fingers one by one, and then dragged them to her fair neck.

She looked at him: "If it's Wu, it should be easy to kill me before I feel the pain."

Gojo Satoru sensed that she was serious.

He shook off her hand vigorously, stood up from the sofa, his breathing gradually became unsteady, and he restrained himself from opening his mouth: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Do you want to die? Or do you want to be killed by me?"

Gojo Satoru kept his voice from shaking so that he didn't look so angry.

Maqima smiled and continued to say things against her will: "It's nothing, it's just that this is the best for Satoru."

The white-haired man's heart ached from the casual tone of the other party, and he sneered bitterly: "Oh, I said I won't let you die, let alone kill you."

"You'd better die, you can't die."

"Is that so..."

Maqima sighed softly, still looking calm, Gojo Satoru didn't see any meaning from the other person's expression, neither happy nor disappointed.

"Nawu, remember to feed and walk the dog every day, don't always eat outside food, cook well by yourself, and don't be too tired because of the things in the magic world..."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes, but the voice stopped abruptly, and there was that familiar gesture again. Maqima put her fingers against her neck, and the corners of her lips were still slightly curved.

The moment he noticed it, he started to stop the opponent, but before he had time, his vision was covered by bright red color in the next second.

The sound of "bang" seemed to linger endlessly in the house.

There was a very sticky feeling on the face, and the warm blood dripped down the man's cheeks and jaw to the ground.

This is the second time Machima committed suicide in front of Gojo Satoru.

Unlike last time, this time he didn't feel the darkness, he only felt a roar in his head.

"Death penalty target: Maqima, a first-class conjurer, has been confirmed dead.

Executor: Gojo Satoru, a super-class conjurer. "