I'm not really a magician

"Compared to Tokyo's curse density, it's almost endless. Speaking of which, I also encountered a white monster, which doesn't look like a curse, but it was quickly solved by someone dressed like you, Ji Jiang. Lost."

"Huh?" Ji Jiang was a little surprised, "Didn't he ask you anything?"

Knotashi Yuhito: "Gojo-sensei said we were Quincy Masters, and that person just left. But it seems that he doesn't like us very much."

Saying that he is a Quincy Master, it would be strange to be liked.

Ji Jiang glanced at Gojo Satoru who was happily like a 1.9-meter-old kid on the other side, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

Three years ago, in the Great War of the Guardians of the Spirit King that nearly destroyed the world and caused a major earthquake that violated all scientific principles, the initiator of the war was the Invisible Empire formed by the Quincy divisions headed by Yuhabach .

The Reapers suffered heavy losses in that war. Several captains of Gotei [-]th Division were killed in battle, including Yamamoto Motoryu, the chief captain who built the prototype of Goutei [-]th Division and cultivated Shinou Spiritual Art Academy system thousands of years ago. Zhai Chongguo.

That man still kept his standing posture until he died.It can be said that that person used to be one of the spiritual pillars of all the gods of death and even everyone in the soul world, and the other spiritual pillar was the Spirit King.

Thinking of this, Ji Jiang's expression couldn't help being covered with several layers of haze, and his mood turned bad.

"Huh?" Yuren, who was walking ahead, stopped and looked at the window on the side of the street.

Fu Heihui next to Youren asked, "What's wrong?"

"Hmm..." Knotabagi Yuhito pointed to the poster posted on the window, "The poster of this movie is a bit unique, it's a rerun of an old movie."

Ji Jiang looked over, the style of the poster is not so much unique, it is better to say that it is curious, and the name is also very strange, called "Earthworm 3".

"It will be released next month, so you can't watch it now?" Wild Rose glanced at the release time on the poster, and suddenly turned to ask Ji Jiang, "Is Ji Jiang-chan interested? Let's watch it together then?"

"Ah!" Ji Jiang suddenly opened his eyes wide, rather flattered, and blushed.

At this time, let alone that she is not interested in the movie promoted on the weird poster, she immediately said: "Is it possible? I can do it anytime! Wild Rose Sauce will contact me when the time comes?"

"No, high school students have to go to school, right?" At this time, Matsuda Jinpei, who was behind Ji Jiang, persuaded, "It's okay after school, but it's not good to skip classes, right?"

"Uh..." Ji Jiang: You are too conscientious!

The theater is next door to a game store, Ji Jiang remembered that he was almost ripped off when he was asked about games in Yanshan today, so he tugged on the sleeves of Wild Rose's uniform, biting his ear and saying that he wanted to go in to make up for missed lessons.

On the way home from school yesterday, she asked for half of this month's salary to be paid in advance to her. Just now, the mobile phone has received the notification of the account, and she can spend the money.

"Speaking of which, does Ji Jiang's house have a game console?" Yuzu Yuhito followed him in with some curiosity.

Ji Jiang thought about the electronic equipment she saw in the room with the sign full of heaven before, and she was not sure: "Should there be it? But I haven't used it. The sign says full of heaven."

Her gaze lingered on the shelf, moving from the cover with the lovely young girl to the cover with the handsome boy, and then to the weird monster, as confused as a primary school student who broke into a university classroom.

"Don't know what to play? I recommend this?" Gojo Satoru reached out and pulled out a game from the upper shelf beside him, and handed it to Ji Jiang with goodwill.

Looking at the English above, Ji Jiang struggled to translate the title of the game: "Student days?"

But the cover is full of cute girls, so it should be a game describing youth?

Just like what Senior Rukia said, the girls chatted in the garden with bento boxes, and the club members trained enthusiastically for the upcoming competition?

"Teacher, you..." Knotweed, who caught a glimpse of Gojo Gona's game, hesitated to speak.Although he hadn't played it before, many male students in school had played this game before, and then suffered from serious psychological shadows.

Matsuda next to Ji Jiang was furious: "How could he recommend this kind of game to students!"

Ji Jiang's finger, which was about to reach out to pick it up, froze in mid-air.Then she decided to trust Officer Matsuda, who had a strong sense of justice, and slowly withdrew her hand, saying politely, "No more."

Gojo Satoru looked meaningfully at Ji Jiang's uninhabited side, and put the game back to its original position.

Finally, under the reference of everyone, Ji Jiang bought several famous otome games, waiting to go home and play tomorrow.

Work hard tonight too.

……

At night, there were still so many souls that needed burial that Ji Jiang doubted her life. It was already four o'clock in the morning when she finished her work.

Ji Jiang went back to his residence in a daze, poured it into the body and fell asleep.

In the dream, she went back to about 20 years ago. At that time, she had just finished the soul burial exercise. She explained that she felt the breath of Xu and left the team temporarily.But the accompanying gods of death didn't feel guilty, thinking that she was making excuses.

However, Ji Jiang's father and Kuchiki Byakuya's father Kuchiki Cangchun are cousins. Ji Jiang's seat in Kuchiki's family was at the forefront. It was not easy to make a decision. In the end, the head of the family went to the Technology Development Bureau of the [-]th Division to call the spiritual pressure monitor near the exercise site that night, and Ji Jiang's innocence was proved.

At that time, Ji Jiang hadn't learned how to unravel, and killed a Xu with a strong spiritual pressure alone, and her perception power even surpassed that of the leading Shinigami at that time.After that, Ji Jiang's position in Kuchiki's family became ambiguous.

In the following teaching, the clan even invited the captain of the third division at that time, the genius Ichimaru Gin who was said to have surpassed Patriarch Kuchiki Byakuya, to teach a few kendo lessons to the disciples who were training in separate families at that time.

In Maou Academy of Spiritual Art, if you want to graduate and become Shinigami, you need to learn the basic knowledge of Zanpakutō.

Members of the four nobles who want to become gods of death generally do not enter Mao to study, because they have the resources to learn.

But there is no doubt that if you can't even learn Shijie, you will become the god of death. First, it is easy to die in vain on the battlefield, and second, no one wants to lose face.

Unless that person can defeat the captain with only instinctive swordsmanship like the captain of the eleventh team.

Ji Jiang was originally given high hopes, but in the ten years since then, members of the branch family who were studying at the same time have learned Shijie and entered Gotei Shisanban, and she still can't hear her Zanpakuto name.

The invited Ichimaru Gin was not so much to teach the disciples of other branches as it was specially invited to teach her.

In those kendo lessons, Ji Jiang fought against Ichimaru Gin.

After class, Ichimaru Gin left Ji Jiang alone.

"Kuchiki-san, do you want to be a god of death?" The captain of the third division, wearing a white haori, squinted his eyes from beginning to end.

Ji Jiang was silent for a moment, then asked puzzled, "Why do you ask such a question?"

"It's just a little emotional." The smile of the captain of the third team made Ji Jiang feel a little cold for some reason, and his tone was cold: "As a member of the Kuchiki clan, you don't have to be a god of death, right?"

Ji Jiang gradually heard the hidden meaning in the other party's words, thinking that the other party was looking down on him, and was a little annoyed: "Do you mean to persuade me to give up? Just because I haven't learned how to understand?"

The green progress bar above Ichimaru Gin's head is not too low. He smiled and said, "I don't mean to look down on Kuchiki-san. I've heard of Kuchiki-san's deeds of saving lives in this world."

The opponent's hand was lightly placed on the hilt of the knife by his side, and the eyes that had been squinting slightly opened a little bit, revealing the ice blue pupils that hid a bit of sarcasm.

"However, Kuchiki-san's sword has no direction so far."

"Full of confusion, you must still be hesitating?"

"The difference between Kuchiki-san and the other students is..."

"Kuchiki-san has no determination to become Shinigami." Said the captain of the third team.

Ji Jiang opened his eyes abruptly, and turned off the alarm clock he had set for school.

She rubbed her brows, and wanted to fall down and sleep for a while, but Matsuda Jinpei's voice came from outside the door: "Student Ji Jiang, are you awake? I remember that you seem to be going to school in Liying, and you will be late if you don't get up."

Ji Jiang covered his face and curled up under the quilt and replied, "Isn't today Sunday? You don't have to go to school."

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

Matsuda Jinpei: "Today is Tuesday, a working day."

Ji Jiang?

She grabbed the phone and looked at it, her face turned pale: "How is it possible! Wasn't it Saturday yesterday?"

The voice of Matsuda Jinpei outside the door seemed a little surprised: "Is there any problem with Tuesday after Saturday?"

"How can there be no problem, the time order has been..." Ji Jiang's eyes gradually became blank, "Yes, there is no problem with Tuesday after Saturday, I fell asleep stupidly."

17. Chapter 17

Ji Jiang rode this bicycle crazily to Liying High School, and when he rushed to his seat, the bell rang.

The teacher hasn't come yet, the students in the class are still talking to the students around them, the classroom is a bit noisy.

Junpei, who was taken to the hospital last week, raised his head and glanced at her. The boy who covered one eye with his too long bangs looked a bit gloomy.

His gaze paused for a moment on the ponytail tied behind Ji Jiang's head, and then he noticed that the girl's black hair on the side of her ear was slightly damp with sweat sticking to her cheek.

"Morning, classmate Ji Jiang." Shunping's lips moved, and he greeted Ji Jiang with a faint voice.

Ji Jiang took out the textbooks for this class from his schoolbag, and when he heard the voice of the classmate at the back table, he put the books on the table, turned his head back and said, "Morning, Junping classmate. How are you doing?"