The Holy Grail of Self-discipline Xiawuren

He saw his best friend whose life was taken by himself on the streets of Yokohama.

Is it a conspiracy?

Or a hallucination?

Gojo Satoru suddenly found that the analytical ability he had always been proud of was useless at critical moments.

It's not that the 'Six Eyes' that can see through spells and detect spell power has lost the ability to function, but that he found that he couldn't believe the information given by the 'Six Eyes'. Compared with 'seeing with his own eyes', Gojo Satoru I would rather believe that my eyesight was caused by heatstroke.

Who would believe it?Who can believe it?

A person whose life was obviously taken by him will appear on the street again, not in the form of a curse spirit, nor a clone, let alone some strange species, but a living human being, truly , living human beings.

It's so weird isn't it?

Even the strongest in the world can't believe it.

If it is because of the return of the first seven, it should also be within a week of his death, not suddenly and abruptly popping up seven months later.

On December 24th, Gojo Satoru remembered the date on which he lost his best friend.

'If I discover the person who planned this evil event, Qiang Qiang will definitely teach him a good lesson, and just send him to hell. '

Five Enlightenments.

He raised his hand and greeted him with a stiff body, but in fact the stiffness was just his illusion. With the blessing of the 'six eyes', he could control the operation of every muscle in his body, and there would be no physical incoordination at all.

"Yo, where are you going, can you take me one?"

Gojo Satoru thought that he would be speechless, at least there should be abnormalities in his pitch, but no, his throat was still working normally, and his voice was normal, without any abnormality.

'Even at this time, you can show your strongest strength. '

The words passed through his thoughts like light smoke, and then dissipated.

The person who heard the question lifted up the familiar face of Gojo Satoru, with a healthy complexion and full of energy, it seemed that he was not as thin as before.

The man looked at him suspiciously and asked.

"Excuse me, have I met you?"

Amnesia?He lowered his waving hand, who did it?

"Who is she? Your child?"

Gojo Satoru did not answer the other party's question, but turned his attention to the little girl who was closely following the other party.

"No, she is Alice."

Fortunately, the other party answered him, Gojo Satoru relaxed a little.

The next action went very smoothly, Gojo Satoru used the excuse that he hadn't eaten yet, and joined their team.

It's true that he didn't eat. His original plan was to go to Chinatown to buy Cantonese dim sum, but unexpectedly encountered an unexpected situation, which made him choose to abandon the original plan.

When eating in Jutang, Gojo Satoru observed that except for the must-eat dish soup tofu, the other dishes ordered were relatively simple, making it difficult to know his preferences.

'What was his favorite food before? '

Gojo Satoru suddenly became unsure, too, if not counting the meeting last year, they hadn't seen each other for almost 11 years.

A lot can change in one year, let alone 11 long years.

'Why are you here? '

'Could it be that what happened seven months ago is actually my memory being confused? '

'Maybe...you didn't die? '

With a stomach full of questions and guesses, Wujo Wusho finished his meal without knowing the taste.

The other party also happened to finish his portion, and aware of his intention to speak, Gojo Satoru interrupted the other party first.

'I don't want to hear what I don't want to hear. '

Gojo Satoru asked for an extra dessert, and the other party agreed, and even gave him the right to order independently.

'So easy to talk, be careful to overwhelm you. '

With this little bad intention in mind, Gojo Satoru ordered a table of desserts in a good mood.

'You're still eating with me, aren't you?To be distracted by other irrelevant things. '

Thoughts of dissatisfaction were growing, so Qiangqiang, who had always been obedient to his heart, reached out and took away the other party's mobile phone.

'It doesn't matter if you lose your memory, just get to know each other again. '

Gojo Satoru introduced himself to the other party by putting down the phone. Of course, the other party did not complete the due process of mutual self-introduction.

But it doesn't matter, after all, I have amnesia, and it's normal not to remember my name.

Eating more delicious desserts than ever before, Gojo Satoru's mood cleared up after a long absence.

Before he saw the photo of the three of them again.

Gojo Satoru remembered the incident of taking pictures, even the group photo at that time was still in his home, and when he was looking for Glass, he would occasionally find the photo in the infirmary.

Obviously, the three people in the group photo that the other party took out were him, the other party, and Nitro.

But the position is wrong.

The photos in his and Nitro's hands are each other, him and Nitro.

Because at the time I didn't know where Nitro heard the saying 'It is said that when taking a group photo, the person standing in the middle will die first', Gojo Satoru shouted 'I am the strongest' and occupied the middle position first.

At that moment, the other party just smiled helplessly.

"The statement that 'the person standing in the middle will die first' is completely nonsense, please read less inexplicable books."

"Wu, it's too impolite to say 'I', it's better to say 'I'."

The previous sentence was addressed to Nitro, and got a grimace from the girl in his class who didn't care.

One of the parties to the latter sentence has changed his rhetoric again.

"I am the strongest, so I will stand in the middle."

"We are the strongest, Satoru."

Hearing his new rhetoric, the other party felt helpless again, sighed and stood beside him, leaving the middle position to his wayward companion. Gojo Satoru's pride at that time could be seen through the photos.

The photos from the past overlap with the group photo in front of me, but there are differences in the subtleties.

Gojo Satoru could no longer deceive himself.

The other party is his classmate, his best friend.

But not his classmate, his best friend.

It probably came from a parallel world, a different world, etc. It was the same body of his dead friend.

That's great, my best friend in the parallel world is still alive.

But now it's his turn to be unlucky in the parallel world, who made him lose his best friend?It also made the other party lose their memory when they were exiled in a different world.

It seems that the ass of the peers must be wiped.

Wujo Wu's thousands of thoughts were spinning in his mind, he had to strike first and keep the other party in his protection circle.

'It can be changed this time, and things like that won't happen again. '

Gojo Satoru, who could no longer endure the death of his best friend, took him to the Tokyo High School of Magic without asking for his opinion at all.

When he met Principal Noctua, Gojo Satoru realized that the reason why he chose to bring people to the school was that besides the fact that there is an enchantment here that can block the magic spirits and that it is difficult for the high-level hands of the magic world to reach into the school, There is another very important reason.

That is, Gojo Satoru wanted their current principal and former head teacher to help confirm each other's identity.

Even though his "six eyes" had already told him all the information, Gojo Satoru, the strongest in the world, suddenly felt a little scared.

'What if all this is just a miscalculation on my part?Who says six eyes can't go wrong. '

So Gojo Satoru subconsciously wanted Principal Noctua to help confirm the other party's identity.

As the night moth Zhengdao who had done his best to bring them to graduation, he naturally recognized the identity of his own student, which made Gojo Satoru relieve the depression that had been hanging in his heart.

He found his best friend again, even though it wasn't his, but his peer was his own, Gojo Satoru arrogantly wanted to show off to Glass.

After a chance encounter with a new first-year student who told him a fairy tale about dying generously, he felt his emotions becoming unstable again.

'If you continue to let the strongest Wutiao teacher fall into negative emotions, I don't know if a special magic spirit will be born? '

The depressive mood made Wujo Satoru think wildly, ignoring the fact that the negative emotions of the magician will not give birth to the magic spirit.

'Once a person dies, it's really over. '

'No matter how lofty ideals he had in life, as long as he steps into death, everything he owns will draw an insurmountable gap with it. '

'Why die so easily? '

'Why not struggle a little more? '

'Why can't you... think about things you value? '

Gojo Satoru doesn't understand.

But as a close friend, he knows that this is the other party's choice, because the other party has lost confidence in this world, and the other party knows that his horrible and naive ideal can no longer be realized.

'Let me give you a ride, at least in the end. '

Gojo Satoru personally ended the life of his best friend.

Now, someone who is not a close friend but also a close friend appears in front of him.

'Sorry, I don't know which parallel world I am, I want to keep him. '

'I don't want to, and I won't be able to just watch him go and be powerless again. '

Gojo Satoru adjusted his mentality, drove away the students who were left by him, and took them to play tricks on Glass.

'If you can understand the information of his servant, will you be able to understand the other party's thoughts more deeply? '

So Gojo Satoru began to bribe Alice with Nitro's snacks, hoping to have a good relationship with the cute little girl.

'Who are you? '

Gojo Satoru didn't mention this issue again, because he wanted to re-create the bond with the other party, so he would not touch this sensitive point again until the other party's memory was restored.

'The name cannot be chosen casually, it contains the past, and cannot be covered by inexplicable names. '

So Gojo Satoru snatched the paper and pen from the opponent's hand for naming.

'Cassocks don't look good at all, you need to be more free. '

So Gojo Satoru decided to prepare new clothes for the other party, as long as it wasn't cassock, anything was fine.

No, it doesn't work either, the other party doesn't seem to like him grabbing his wrists very much, if he grabs his sleeves, he has to buy ones with bigger cuffs.

Then just buy a kimono. It happens to be the summer festival next month, so we can go play together then.Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru's mood lightened up.

Gojo Satoru heard the other party calling him.

"Enlightenment."

"...Well, I forgive you."

I forgive you, Jay.