God is still on the way to recovery

The task of Fuyuki City is special, and there are leylines that magicians value in the local area, so it is easy to implicate the other side.

The higher-ups originally wanted to use Uramo to test the attitude of the other party. It would be better to let Umo offend the magicians because of the task. Those guys who are looking for the origin and roots are old-fashioned and arrogant. If you come to negotiate with them, you will definitely be ridiculed.

But unexpectedly, in less than a week, the matter was resolved. The magician and the representative of the Church of the Holy Church came to Tokyo in person, and even brought "all the evils of this world" that polluted the Holy Grail and caused sudden mutations, although it was only a part of it. , but enough to shock the magicians.

Being able to solve the problem of the Holy Grail pollution and bring the wishing artifact back to the right track is a problem they have always wanted to solve. Now someone has done it, and Mao Mao's reputation has spread to the London Clock Tower.

Facing the celebrity of the magician world, Matsushige, the high-level conjurers can no longer make tricks to disgust each other casually.

In case someone is accidentally lost, the magicians will follow up and ask for accountability.

Adhering to the principle of allowing the two forces to coexist peacefully for a long time, the high-level officials of the spell had no choice but to suppress the urge to kill Mao Mao and re-examine the value status of the other party.

Now, listening to Kotomine Kirei describing the situation in Fuyuki City to the high-level executives of the magic world in front of different "gates", Uramo looked calm and looked at these high-level officials with a tone of hatred with green eyes. Hate but can't get rid of his appearance.

He understands, this is called impotent rage~

There are far fewer conjurers in this world than magicians. In terms of books, literature, educational inheritance, and power extension, the system of the conjuration world is relatively simple. Facing Kotomine Kirei, some old men even have the intention of flattering them. , hoping to gain the support of the church when the term changes.

After walking out of the "gate" world, Uramo saw Gojo Satoru and the headmaster of Rakuyan Temple who had a relationship once.

Seeing this old man, Ushio didn't have a good face.

He probably remembered that the other party asked Yamada to lie to him to go to Kyoto, and pushed himself into a small dark room.

Although I don't remember the details, but after waking up after that, I can tell from the injury on my hand that the other party definitely has bad intentions.

"Student Mu." Leyan Temple greeted first, "Don't come here without any problems."

Ushio originally wanted to go straight to his Wujo teacher, but the bad-hearted old man came to his door by himself.

"Who are you?" Uramo replied coldly.

The old man let out a strange laughter in his throat: "It's okay to pretend that you don't know the old man. All in all, you are indeed safe now. Although this operation failed to solve you, we have eliminated another scourge. Hehe, it will be a while." It's not interesting to you anymore."

The young man's green eyes glanced at the old man for a while, and then said calmly: "The headmaster of Leyan Temple has lived for more than 80 years, why don't you answer my junior's confusion? You are young, there are some things you can't understand."

The old man thought it was Gojo Satoru who told the other party about himself, probably complaining about the old man in his eighties who was about to go to the ground, so he didn't care, and said cheerfully, "It's easy to say."

Condescending to bend down and get closer to the other party, Miao Mao whispered softly: "Ask me, how does it feel to kill a confidant?"

The old man's back was like a jagged ridge, suddenly tense and stiff, and the cloudy old eyes under his eyebrows stared at the young man, Leyan Temple angrily scolded: "Impolite thing! What nonsense are you talking about?"

"No nonsense, will human beings resist the past like this when they are old? I thought you would recall the extraordinary years at this advanced age, but your heart is empty, and some only have this afterimage." Mao Mo made a small comparison Small hand gestures, commenting in an objective and calm tone, "As the leader of the conservative faction, the status you have pursued all your life seems to be unable to bring you a little nostalgia for the world after death. Teacher Wutiao said that you were buried in half, which I think is very vivid. metaphor."

Rakuganji was panting like a bellows, if Kotomine Kirei hadn't been around, he might have hit Urashige on the head with the crutch in his hand.

However, the boy didn't realize that the other party thought about it abnormally, and continued to conclude: "Maybe the confidant I said is not accurate enough, it should be true love."

The old man froze and didn't respond for a long time.

Seeing his reaction like this, Mao Mao said "ah", regretfully said: "So you haven't even faced up to your own will."

Kotomine Kirei repacked the Holy Grail into the prepared sealed item, closed it carefully, and with a few words, disintegrated an old man's inner god of offense and defense, feeling that the other party's unknowing revelation was cruel.

Because even if Leyan Temple reacted, all that was left was an even worse emptiness, after all, the person was gone long ago.

Then, he understood that this was Uramo's revenge.

The gods are gentle, weak and vengeful.

Leaving the old principal with a cloudy expression on his face, Urashige turned to Gojo Satoru and regained his obedient demeanor.

"Mr. Gojo." Ushio moved closer to the other party, and he hadn't seen him for a few days, and he missed this good-looking long-legged teacher a little bit.

"Don't talk to the bad old man for too long, or you will be spoiled." Hooking the other party's neck, Gojo Wu walked down the mountain with his juniors in his arms. "What did you say to Leyan Temple? This is the first time I saw the old man He looks like he's going to kill someone, he's the best at pretending, I haven't seen him show his true emotions."

"A little secret, I can read his prayers." Uramo simply explained.

"Pray, is this how Mao got some weird information?" As he said, Gojo Satoru pointed to himself, "What about me? What can you read?"

Momo looked at him for a while, then shook his head silently.

"You never prayed to God."

This exaggeratedly strong man has been at the highest point since he was born, so he never prayed.

He himself is a god, and only others ask for his share.

With the arrogance of being the only one in the world, Gojo Satoru bullied the younger generation to play, poked Uramo's soft face, and enjoyed the soft touch on his fingertips.

Before the other party grinned and his eyes turned red, Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand in time, and then said solemnly: "Mao, something happened here while you were away. I have to tell you some sad news, classmate Knotweed is dead."

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, and Mao Mao said quietly: "You are lying."

Not a question, but a statement.

"He was watching the Titanic in the basement of your private residence in Tokyo," he paused, and added, "Holding a bear doll and drinking happy water."

"Can't you hear my thoughts?? The answer is so precise, it really hurts my heart——" Gojo Satoru collapsed and covered his face. The last second he got the answer, he started to fool the other party with confidence, and he hoped to see the beautiful boy doing it for him. This is an excellent juvenile manga scene where friends die and cry in the street.

As a result, you know everything!

Mao Mo had no choice but to say, "I will know if you are lying."

Judging the truth and falsehood is one of his powers to know the world, and if he deliberately lies, he must hit the gun.

At present, the abilities he has recovered include listening to prayers, judging lies, and inspiration, two assistants and one passive. However, due to his poor physique and low attack power, he can't even defeat Fu Heihui in elementary school - the opponent can blackmail Elementary school student money gangster high school student beat him to the point of crying.

Wutiao Wu listened to the other party's introduction of his current abilities. With his auxiliary skills, he was rated as a super-level conjurer and easily completed difficult tasks. The people's teacher Wutiao Wuxin said: It is indeed my junior who is a bit of a scumbag.

Ushimo asked Kotomine Kirei to find a place to live in Tokyo first, the priest was brainwashed by himself, Ushimo had to be responsible to the end, and planned to start a company in the future and arrange a suitable position for the other party, the priest looked good at lecturing, so he could do publicity , high force value can be used for missions.In this era, believers are only owned by righteous gods, and he, an unknown existence in awakening, who recruits followers indiscriminately can easily be regarded as a drug, and he simply collects followers in the form of starting a company and recruiting subordinates.

Shuichi Kimura and his wife are the original members. Without special abilities, they can only help with the running of the company. For specific tasks, it depends on those with actual combat capabilities, such as Kotomine Kirei who throws the black key as easily as a flying knife. , such as that Gilgamesh who lost his figure and followed not far away, thinking he didn't know.

Mao Mao went back to the dormitory first, took off his school uniform and changed into a comfortable and loose long-sleeved T-shirt and jeans, threw all the clothes he brought on this trip into the washing machine, then went to the bank, and handed over part of the task fee to Mrs. Kimura for the other party As the company's operating funds, part of it was called to Anna, and finally some pocket money was kept for emergency use.

Afterwards, he went to the property where Knotweed Yuren was hiding according to the address given by Gojo Satoru.

The retro Japanese-style real estate located in the suburbs has a garden house. After Matsushige knocked on the door, a dedicated waiter opened the door. It can be seen that Gojo Satoru usually takes care of the waiter. Indeed, it is hard to imagine that guy would take the iron by himself Take care of 25 high-end shirts.

"Mao ah~"

As soon as the door was opened, the large dog suddenly rushed over, hugged the elder senior in his arms, and turned around easily.

"I pretend to be dead here every day to avoid the high-level eyes and ears. I'm so lonely that I'm dying! I can't see Kizaki and Fukuro, and Mr. Gojo is often away—"

Momo, who was turned into a daze, managed to catch his breath. The knotweed had already held him with both arms and easily picked him up to sit on the sofa. Then, he took out Coke potato chips and asked, "What flavor do you like? This There's tomato, steak, honey butter..."

"I'm not hungry, just give me a Coke."

After receiving the drink handed over by the other party, Mao Mo glanced at the TV screen, and saw "Mission: Impossible" inside, and a stack of discs on the floor next to it, one could imagine how many dramas the other party had watched in the past few days.

"Teacher Wujo said that watching TV is the way to train me to use spells correctly, isn't it amazing~" Knotweed Yujin has always been talkative, always able to actively find topics, and the atmosphere will not be depressed with him. "You are missing one of the earrings. "

"This one..." Uramo wanted to say, but lost it when he was on a mission, and Yuren had already raised his hand to touch his ear.

The boy's hands were dry and warm, Ushige closed his eyes subconsciously, his black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he hid a little to the side.

Knotabagi Youroto is always used to getting along with people, and he would tease Fu Heihui twice if he had nothing to do with him. Although he would be beaten afterwards, he thought it was nothing. They were all boys, and it was normal for friends to fight.

The black hair ran across the back of the hand, and the knotweed looked at Urumo's closed eyes, and suddenly had the illusion that the other party was not avoiding him, but waiting for a kiss.

Realizing that always touching a boy's earlobe is an overly intimate gesture, after all some people have sensitive ears, Knotweed's face slowly turns red, he is embarrassed to stop, touch the back of his head, and then tell some jokes to brighten the atmosphere.

Suddenly the palm of his hand opened his mouth silently, and he smiled maliciously, taking advantage of the two people's unpreparedness, the tip of his tongue brushed against Mao Mao's ear.

Uramo had the illusion that a snake had crawled across his cheeks, and the wet, cold and evil touch made him tremble all over, he quickly covered his face and got up, and then he heard a strange deep male voice say: "You little brat, if I were you, I would will directly..."

"Ahhhhh! Shut up!" Katsuobu Yuhito screamed miserably, and instantly slapped his right hand on his palm, pressing back the mouth that belonged to the two-faced Su Nuo, and kept apologizing to Mao Mao, "I'm sorry I don't I should let him out, sorry—"

"It's disgusting——" Seeing that there was a suspicious liquid in his hand, Ushio's face turned blue.

With a crisp sound of "snap", Gojo Satoru who did not know when was standing at the door clapped his hands, and after attracting the attention of the two of them, he showed a deadpan gesture with a knife in his hand: "Youren, cut off that hand. "

Knotabagi Yuhito: Mr. Wujo, don't say horrible things lightly!It's really not my fault! !