The Holy Grail of Self-discipline Xiawuren

When Wu Dian had eaten three quarters of the dessert, his mobile phone rang.

Recently, when it comes to contacts from Tokyo, Satoru can always push and push. If the students can take over, they will let the students do it. Task.

So I also thought that it was the same this time, Wu and I still had time to finish the remaining quarter of the dessert.

"Sorry, I have something to do in Tokyo, I have to leave first."

Wu He said so.

I got an unexpected answer, and my thoughts were short-circuited for a moment.

"...Well, I see, you go to work."

I answered mechanically.

Sensing a change in my mood, Satoru hesitated and put the phone back in his pocket.

"How about... I send you back to Hakone before leaving?"

"No, it doesn't matter. I must be looking for you in Tokyo because of something urgent, so you can go and get busy first. I'm fine here. I'll go back to Hakone after I finish my snacks."

I tried my best to put on my usual smile.

"Mr. Magician, remember to call me when you get back to Hakone."

"Okay, I'll remember."

I waved my hand, indicating that the task of understanding is important.

Probably bewildered by my deduced attitude, Wu really left alone in peace of mind, leaving me alone in the private room of the dessert shop.

"...There's so much left, I'll lose my teeth if I eat all of it."

I picked up the unused fork that originally belonged to me, slowly scratched it towards the cake on the table, and stuffed it into my mouth.

"Too sweet, not tasty..."

After eating half of the remaining quarter of the cake, I finally couldn't bear the sweet taste and threw the fork in the cake box.

"Ms. Hassan, please check what Wu is doing recently, and be careful not to be noticed by him."

"Okay, master."

The shadow under my feet swam for a moment, then calmed down, and Hassan Baimao had left my side.

-

On the other side, at the same time, what happened around Satoru that I didn't know

Gojo Satoru teleported from Yokohama to a forest somewhere in Tokyo with the help of his bug-like "no lower limit spell", where a blond elite man was waiting.

"Yo~ Seven Seas~"

"...Please don't call me this name, my last name is Nanami."

Facing someone who fell from the sky, Jianren Qihai, known as Qihaihai, was obviously very adaptable, without showing any surprise at all.

"The name Qihaihai is obviously very cute, and it matches you very well, Qihaihai~ Youruto really knows how to come up with names~ You are indeed a student I taught~"

The case was solved, and Qihai Jianren finally knew why the name Qi Haihai became popular in the college overnight.Although when he was first called Qihaihai by Knotabazu Yuhito, he already had an ominous premonition.

"Please be serious."

Jianren Nanami pushed his legless goggles, then took out a document bag from behind and handed it over.

"This is what you asked me to find out."

Gojo Satoru took it and simply planned to open it on the spot.

"I hope you are mentally prepared before you watch it. Although I don't think this kind of thing will really be useful to you."

Before the unscrupulous senior really opened the file bag, the conscientious and responsible Qihai Jianren kindly reminded him.

"It's okay, I'm the strongest."

Gojo Satoru who said so casually untied the rope of the document bag, pulled out the document, and read it.

While he was browsing the documents, Jianren Qihai didn't speak any more, and the scene suddenly fell into a brief silence.

"...It's a lie, it's too scary."

Gojo Satoru's deep voice broke the peace.

"I'm surprised too, but that's the truth. Xia Youjie is resurrected."

Jianren Qihai knew what Wujo Satoru was surprised at. He was in the same state when he saw the detailed investigation data. He pushed the legless goggles again, and continued.

"...After you gave me part of the soil where 'Xia Youjie' was buried, I asked relevant professionals to test it. Afterwards, I visited suspicious areas in and around Tokyo, and finally confirmed this The authenticity of the survey results reached 90.00%.

The time period when 'Xia Youjie's body' disappeared is basically close to the time period when 'Magician Jie' appeared. We can reasonably speculate that the 'Magician Jie' who is now appearing in front of us is Xia who has been dead for a year. Oil Jay'. "

"But there was almost two months between the disappearance of the body and the appearance of Jie, so it can't be regarded as a close time, right?!"

Gojo Satoru refuted Nanami Jianren's guess. He tightly squeezed the document in his hand and crushed the thin paper into the shape of sea waves.

Jianren Qihai didn't care about Gojo Satoru's rare gaffe.

"Two months is enough time, if the other party has some kind of method to bring people back from the dead. Don't you often go to Yokohama recently? There are rumors of 'the Holy Grail that can grant any wish', and the world of ordinary people will There are such rumors, how can it be impossible that there are no related things in the world of magic? Magic is a very diverse and mysterious thing."

The reliable conjurer tried his best to persuade his incomprehensible senior.

Gojo Satoru fell silent. As a man who had just watched the magic circle transform into a living person from the "Holy Grail War", he couldn't deny the rumor that "the Holy Grail can grant any wish".

What's more, as the patriarch of one of the three imperial families, and the six eyes, Wujo Satoru knew much more about the mysteries of the magic world than Jianren Nanami of ordinary background.It so happened that Gojo Satoru really knew the spell that could bring people back from the dead, and it was because of this that he couldn't refute the other party's words.

"But Jay isn't..."

Gojo Satoru wanted to say that "Magician Jie" was just the same body of "Original Xia Youjie" in another world, not a resurrected dead person, but he couldn't say it.

"Senior Wutiao, if you really still have doubts and hopes about this, then take part of the blood of 'Magician Jie' and give it to Senior Jiaru. I think you haven't given each other a relevant physical examination yet. Bar."

Jianren Qihai pressed his temple.

"…I see."

In the end, Gojo Satoru didn't say anything, and he silently put away the file bag.

When Baimao Hassan arrived, he could only see Gojo Satoru stepping out of the forest alone in the distance.

-

A cake shop in Yokohama

After sending Baimao Hassan out, I asked the shop assistant to pack the remaining cakes in boxes.

Standing on the streets of Yokohama with a pile of cakes, I fell into a daze.

"Should I go right or left?"

Before road rage, I was stopped by Atsu-kun from Armed Detective Agency.

"It turns out that 'Mr. Magician' is thinking about how to deal with the extra cake?"

Knowing my doubts, Atsushi showed a sunny smile.

"It's very simple, we can send the extra cakes to the orphanage."

"In this case, will there be too few cakes?"

I still have common sense about orphanages. The cakes in my hand may not be too small for an individual, but for an orphanage with many children, this cake is definitely very small, and it can only be given to the orphanage. The children each took a morsel.

It sounds too pitiful to taste one by one.

Dun Jun also realized the existence of the problem, and he scratched his face in confusion.

"...Why don't I buy a little too, so the quantity shouldn't be too small?"

I rejected his suggestion.

"No need, let me go and buy some more cakes. Don't you want your next salary to be used to compensate your president's saber? You should have no money to waste."

My words pierced Dunjun's heart like an invisible dagger, and he was clutching his left chest, shaking.

"...Ah, yes, I don't have any money... woo..."

"Sorry, master, it's all because of me that I caused you to go bankrupt, master."

The purple-haired servant who had been following Dun Jun like an invisible person stepped forward, and he reached out to support the rickety Dun Jun, with self-blame on his handsome face.

"Sha~"

"Crack! Kick!"

The image of the purple-haired servant embracing the silver-haired youth not only aroused the gasps of passers-by, but also accompanied by the sound of the shutter.

The purple-haired follower also realized this, his body stiffened, and he didn't know whether to let Dun Jun go or let passers-by look at them wantonly.

In order to avoid the background board that will become the headlines of the street tomorrow, I stopped the purple-haired follower and motioned him to take Dun Jun and follow me to leave.

Thanks to the alleys that can be seen everywhere in Yokohama, after we turned a few turns around the alleys, there were no girls screaming behind us.

"As a follower, your behavior is too high-profile."

I looked at the embarrassing purple-haired servant with disapproval.

"No, this is all my problem and has nothing to do with the Hidden One."

Dun Jun, who finally regained his ability to think, waved his arms in a panic, trying to protect his followers.

"Dun Jun, you naturally have a problem. The 'Holy Grail War' is about to begin. Once all the masters have summoned their servants, then the 'Holy Grail War' will officially begin.

You are wandering around the streets casually with the concealer today, and you still don't let the concealer hide your figure, do you want to tell the opponent both the information about yourself and the follower? "

My accusation made Dun Jun, who had just recovered, slump again. He was extremely annoyed, clutching the satchel at his waist, at a loss.

"Listen, Dunjun, from the time you summoned your servants, anyone who appears next to you may be your future opponent. If you run around with your own servants carelessly, Maybe death will greet you in the next second. Even if it hurts the people around you, do you think it doesn't matter?"

The silver-haired young man who finally realized the seriousness of the problem became panicked.

The author has something to say: Xia: Wu is doing things behind my back, I need to figure it out.

Enlightenment: Jie is doing things behind my back, I need to find out.

Me: I beg you two to have an open and honest conversation, okay, I kneel down and beg you ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ