After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

Matsushiro Kazuki would rather be wrong.

He held the handle of the knife in his hand, and with the filter turned off, he couldn't see the difference between the two scalpels.

The scalpels used by domestic nitrates have wider blades than those used by ordinary surgeons.And right now, Kazuki Matsushiro's uneasy face was clearly and visibly reflected on the side of the blade that could be seen clearly.

The dismantling of the system indirectly led to the death of some employees of the General Administration and their logout from the world. Regardless of deeds or intentions, Gojo Satoru's behavior is tantamount to indirect killing.

I don't know if it was a psychological reaction, but at this moment, a strong smell of blood came from behind like an illusion.

The slender fingers holding the scalpel turned slightly hesitantly, and through the slightly distorted reflection on the smooth stainless steel surface, he saw half of Gojo Satoru's profile behind him.

Gojo Satoru was wearing a blindfold and had no eye contact.

But even though he was wearing a blindfold now, when Kazuki Matsushiro looked into his eyes, he still had the illusion that he was looking at Gojo Satoru.

Maybe it's not an illusion.

He pressed his fingers hard on the blade of the scalpel, and the sharp blade cut through the skin, oozing a little blood, and the sharp pain immediately woke him up from his stupor.

Compared with his covert and silent actions, APTX4869's reaction was much more intense than his. The moment Gojo Satoru appeared on the reflective surface of the scalpel, the system blurted out a foul language: [I*. 】

【When did Gojo Satoru come? 】

APTX4869 sees Gojo Satoru now, just like seeing a 100BB data packet that can walk while alive.

After he finished swearing, the calmness he had a few seconds ago disappeared instantly.

APTX4869 didn't even dare to look back, he shrank back like a quail, and the whole thing sank straight into Matsushiro Kazuki's sea of ​​consciousness.

It is cowardly and confident.

To be reasonable, it is not afraid that Gojo Satoru will give him another 100BB. Attacks like ddos ​​that it can handle are easy to say, but if Gojo Satoru has some unused means and really scraps him, Kazuki Matsushiro will not be able to go back.

It is a strategic retreat, a strategic retreat...

APTX4869 reluctantly withdrew into his consciousness, leaving Kazuki Matsushiro alone to face Gojo Satoru outside without any love from his colleagues.

"Glass," Gojo Satoru put his hand on Kazuki Matsushiro's shoulder on the image reflected by the scalpel, and asked casually, "What are you talking about?"

Nairi Koko stared at his hand on Kazuki Matsushiro's shoulder, suddenly her expression became complicated for a moment.

Gojo Satoru knew... Matsushiro Kazuki, like those before him, could no longer see the curse spirit?

She paused as she was about to answer.

Out of a secret protective psychology and hesitation that came from nowhere, her throat tightened slightly, and she said with disgust as usual: "I was talking about why you didn't knock when you came in."

Jia Ruozi raised his eyelids, and changed the subject mellowly: "Excuse me, next time, can you remember to knock on the door first before entering the infirmary?"

"Okay," Wujo Wu followed suit, "I will definitely do it next time."

Home into the nitro: ...

"Forget it," she propped her chin, showing a piece of her wrist, "what's your business?"

"Noctua asked you to accompany him to the meeting, and let me see if you have any injuries to deal with," Wujo Wu spread his hands.

"Let me go?" Jia Ruozi twitched the corner of his mouth, looked Wujo Wujo up and down, "What are you doing again?"

Only a few days before the exchange meeting, Ye Mo Zhengdao suddenly replaced the meeting, it must be because Gojo Satoru did something that made him want to pretend that he never had this student.

"It's wrong, it's wrong," Gojo Satoru yelled, taking off his blindfold, "It's just because I'm too busy in summer."

Matsushiro Kazuki subconsciously turned around.

When he said this, there was a little tiredness lingering between his brows. Kazuki Matsushiro paid special attention to his eyes, but there were no dark circles on his face, probably eliminated by the inversion technique.

According to the frequency of missions in the world of conjuration that treats everyone like a beast, he couldn't help but think about how heavy a mission it was to be able to see the sleepiness on Wujo Wu's face.

How long has it been since Wujo Satoru had a good night's sleep?

In such a huge world of conjuration, he is currently the only super conjurer who can really be responsible for some high-level tasks.

The remaining three special grades, one defected and the other was dispatched abroad, and the last one who was still in Japan went to pursue freedom, and was suspended without pay for several years without limit.

But also Gojo Satoru, many of the systems in the logistics team in the headquarters were scrapped because of his DDOS attack, which indirectly led to the death of the logistics team employees, and he was one of the behind-the-scenes driving forces behind the meltdown in this mission world.

He presupposed countless possibilities for the death of the logistics team, but he never thought that there would be a part of Gojo Satoru.

The daily tasks of the logistics team include routine items such as eliminating the psychological shadow of n.pc. When all team members do not know that the blackened Wujo Satoru will attack the system, all employees who receive this routine item in the task will see Wujo Enlightenment is that the gourd babies save grandpa, and send them off one by one.

Their ending will only be that the system is scrapped, lost contact with the General Administration, and the body dies and logs out of the world.

And Gojo Satoru is not a fool.

Meeting people like Matsushiro Kazuki once or twice can be regarded as a coincidence, but once more times, he will definitely notice that these people are coming for him.

And once he realized that Kazuki Matsushiro was inextricably linked with them... Maybe it was not a coincidence that he was recalled by the General Administration.

Kazuki Matsushiro was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice it until Glass had left.

There were only the two of them left in the infirmary.

He felt uncomfortable and turned around to leave.

Who knows that the mountain is not just me, I come to the mountain.

He didn't want to talk to Gojo Satoru, but Gojo Satoru now has a strong desire to communicate with him.

Before he could turn around, Gojo Satoru stretched out a hand to hold his hand, and stretched his injured index finger upwards: "Why are you so careless."

Matsushiro Kazuki: "What?"

Before he could react, Gojo Satoru had sucked his wound in his mouth.

His fingertips were cold, but his lips were hot.

Kazuki Matsushiro was upset.

He resisted and drew his hand, but didn't take it out: "It's fine."

Gojo Satoru looked at him quietly: "The wound needs to be disinfected."

Matsushiro Kazuki: "There is alcohol in the infirmary."

"Alcohol hurts." Gojo Satoru's tongue brushed over his wound, causing a fine itching

Saliva does relieve pain to a certain extent, but now it's hard not to suspect that Gojo Satoru did it on purpose.

Kazuki Matsushiro felt 1 uncomfortable: "It's not like I haven't been injured before."

"But you scratched yourself when you saw me," Gojo Satoru raised his hand, knuckles hard, "You don't want to see me?"

Normally, Kazuki Matsushiro might think that Gojo Satoru is complaining or jealous.

But now he can only hear a trace of the desire for control that is so precise that it is not badly separated, and the sense of uneasiness that spreads to all pervasiveness.

Gojo Satoru is like a bottomless pit that can never see the boundary. He always wants more and better.

What he wanted was far greater than what Matsushiro Kazuki could give.

A great irony suddenly appeared in Matsushiro Kazuki's heart.

How much more does he want?

Could it be that he was satisfied with tying himself completely by his side and becoming a prison bird without any thoughts or actions that followed his will?

Gojo Satoru seems to never be satisfied with him, always attacking cities and conquering territory, always making progress.

When Matsushiro Kazuki didn't come back, he just wanted to see Matsushiro Kazuki again.

When Kazuki Matsushiro came back, he wanted Kazuki Matsushiro to stay by his side.

When Kazuki Matsushiro stayed by his side, he wanted Kazuki Matsushiro never to leave.

Then, when he completely restrained Kazuki Matsushiro and used attacks to stay in this world forever and could not leave, he began to want to get willingness from a relationship based on attack and coercion.

He wants Matsushiro Kazuki to be willing to stay by his side.

But he used the most irreversible means.

——What's more, APTX4869 is still in his consciousness.

Gojo Satoru is a bottomless pit, but Kazuki Matsushiro is a human being, not a god. His efforts and emotions will eventually have an end.

"Yes, I really don't want to see you very much," Kazuki Matsushiro was exhausted, and he simply withdrew his hand forcefully, "I'm going first."

"Let's go?" Gojo Satoru seemed to be a little sensitive by this word, he suddenly pressed Kazuki Matsushiro, "You can't leave now."

"You can't go away." His mood suddenly fluctuated violently, and suddenly he whispered into Matsushiro Kazuki's ear as if he was showing pity: "I heard that you can't see the magic power like them. it's the same."

Matsushiro Kazuki's eyelids twitched by his tone, he pushed him away vigorously: "Gojo Satoru, don't go crazy."

"I don't," Gojo Satoru said, "I'm sober."

"I knew from the first time that Gungnir pierced your heart, but the Six Eyes couldn't see anything," he said, "There are people beyond the human world and beyond."

"Six Eyes, No Lower Limit, Wujo Family, and the Magic World are just a drop in the ocean of this world."

Kazuki Matsushiro knew this well, the six eyes belonging to this world naturally couldn't distinguish the type of attack from outside the world.

He didn't speak, and Gojo Satoru continued.

"Are you trying to find information about those people?" Gojo Satoru said calmly and frantically, "You can't find it."

"I'm totally devastated," he said.

"And" he twitched the corner of his mouth, "you can't contact the thing that can transfer you now, can you?"

Kazuki Matsushiro raised his head abruptly.

Gojo Satoru really knew the existence of the system.

But after he raised his head and met his gaze, Gojo Satoru suddenly calmed down, looked at Matsushiro Kazuki quietly, and whispered to himself: "You can't leave here,"

"Then you like me, don't you?"

"Gojo Satoru," Kazuki Matsushiro exhaled slowly, "I don't have Stockholm."

Stockholm Syndrome refers to a complex in which the victim has feelings for the perpetrator and even helps the perpetrator in turn.

In Kazuki Matsushiro's heart, could he be considered the perpetrator?

"This judgment is biased," Gojo Gojo grabbed his hand stickily, and said stubbornly, "Obviously I will never hurt you."

"Yes, you won't." Matsushiro Kazuki said softly, "You are just hurting others."

"I have a measure," Wujo Satoru said, "and Nitro."

He didn't mean to refute what Matsushiro Kazuki said at all.

Almost at the moment when he realized this, Kazuki Matsushiro's mind was in a state of confusion, he couldn't recover after a few breaths, and was almost overwhelmed by the overwhelming guilt.

"Then Nitro will know," his voice suddenly increased, "are those people dead?"

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide: "Is he dead?"

He wrote lightly: "I don't know either."