I'm not really a magician

The memory of the changer is generated according to your own thoughts, hahaha. "

"Uh..." Only then did Shunping realize that his memory was generated based on his own thoughts, his mind went blank for a moment, and he murmured: "The first time I saw classmate Ji Jiang bleeding..."

Ji Jiang: ...

She remembered, she wondered what Yikui's blood was made of, and tasted it.

"It's strawberry juice, stuffed into the body to pretend to be blood." Ji Jiang explained dryly.

"Also, Ji Jiang read the passage from "The Grass of Vain" in class..." Shunping continued.

Ji Jiang was startled: "You heard that!"

Books in this world are also circulated in the world of corpses and souls. Ji Jiang also learned that passage when he was a child. When the teacher didn’t finish reading that passage in class, she answered it in a low voice with a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. The sentence she answered happened to say The length of life of all things.

Because she thought of the lifespan of a person and the lifespan of a god of death at that time, her tone was probably a little subtle, and she could be heard.

"And classmate Ji Jiang from..."

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Ji Jiang interrupted hurriedly when he heard that Shunping wanted to say more, his cheeks were hot.Originally, it was just curiosity, but it turned into a public execution in the end.

She quickly changed the subject: "Since it is such a monster-like existence, what have I done?"

Shunping looked at Ji Jiang hesitantly, as if asking if you really want to know, Ji Jiang thought that she was the one who lost face just now, and waved her hand quickly: "Forget it, since it's a false memory, let it be Let's go."

Seeing this, Junpei couldn't help but bend his lips, but he remembered Gojo Satoru's refusal, and the smile he just showed disappeared immediately.

"Student Ji Jiang, if you want to protect important people...can't you become a magician?" Shunping sat on the single sofa with his hands hanging on his knees, looking at his hands with his head down when he asked a question, his tone was very At a loss.

Ji Jiang is not very clear about the entry rules for their conjurers.And she often replaces the conjurer to exorcise some curses in the living area, so she can't answer this question.

But after replacing the conjurer with Shinigami, Ji Jiang found that he, like Gojo Satoru, was not able to accept Junpei's answer.

"For me, if I just want to become stronger, then Junpei's reason is indeed enough." Ji Jiang slowly expressed his opinion: "But it is not enough to become a reason for becoming a god of death."

"Eh?" Shunping heard that Ji Jiang said the god of death instead of the conjurer at the end. He was about to ask, but Ji Jiang stopped him with his eyes.

"Although I don't know much about the lives of most conjurers, judging from the few tasks I have been involved in, the tasks of ordinary conjurers are life-threatening.

You say you want to protect important people, but this kind of occupation can't even guarantee your own life. Once a person dies, there is nothing left.

If you think about it carefully, there is actually no necessary causal connection between becoming a conjurer and protecting important people, and maybe the two will conflict. "

"For example, if your important person becomes a curse spirit, do you choose to let him go or exorcise him?"

"The god of death is also such a profession. Both the god of death and the magician must protect human beings from dangerous creatures. For me, if I choose this path, I must protect everyone."

Ji Jiang recalled that when he first learned the method, it was obviously only two or three years ago, but now he felt a little far away: "Of course, this is only my personal opinion, and it is still difficult to implement."

In theory, Death wants to treat all souls equally.But in fact, when she bury those souls in this place where criminal cases occur frequently, she also has the idea of ​​not wanting to bury the other party when she hears the evil deeds committed by some souls during their lifetime.

Even last night, if it wasn't Shunping who the real person almost killed but someone she didn't know, Ji Jiang wasn't sure that he would use the swastika so quickly.

She also has her own likes and dislikes and selfishness, just like...

"It's the same as human beings." Ji Jiang said softly.

Once again, she remembered the question Gojo Satoru asked her.

What is the difference between humans and gods of death.

Ji Jiang's voice was too low, Shunping couldn't hear clearly: "What?"

Ji Jiang quickly came back to his senses, shook his head, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, these are just my own opinions. You don't need to pay too much attention to Shunping, even if you can't become a magician, there are other ways, such as... ah, yes Got it! Make money and hire magicians!"

Junpei: "..."

"Just kidding, just kidding, but after meeting the curse spirit yesterday, I did understand one thing."

Shunping didn't ask any questions at all to satisfy Ji Jiang's consciousness to continue talking. After a moment of silence, Ji Jiang said disappointedly: "Student Shunping, come to the special training, I will teach you how to fight and escape!"

Junpei?

"I don't accept rejection, Junpei-san's shikigami is fine. But as a magician, it's a glaring weakness. In this day and age, even melee fighters have to learn magic well!"

For example, Aizen Soyousuke is not only good at swordsmanship, but also one of the best ghosts in the world of ghosts and souls.

Junping thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back: "Student Ji Jiang, what manga have you been reading lately? Or light novels?"

"Don't ask irrelevant questions!" Ji Jiang became furious, and even felt that the other party had installed a surveillance camera in his home.

"In short, learn to fight with me!"

Junpei: "I want to be..."

"Conjurers who don't know how to fight can only be beaten and die if they become conjurers!"

Junpei was stunned.

……

After Shunping left, Ji Jiang sighed at the suddenly empty house, Matsuda watched the whole process on the stairs, saw Ji Jiang sighing, and asked, "Do you regret it?"

"It seems to be a bit heavy, am I meddling in my own business again?" Ji Jiang lay down on the sofa with some annoyance, pulled a pillow to hug him, and let his mind go.

"That classmate of yours seems to have something on his mind, so it shouldn't be because of you." Matsuda lazily said, "I'll go to the next door, by the way, according to the etiquette in this world, you should also visit the next door, by the way Return other people's clothes."

Ji Jiang suddenly remembered: "Xishiro!"

Matsuda: "Ah, he took his clothes off."

"I'll go to the store to see if there's the same style..." Ji Jiang's head ached suddenly after a busy night without rest, "Damn it, there are always so many places to spend money, and there is always only a little money earned!"

"Come back to work early, don't play too late, call it a day and get a good night's sleep." Matsuda followed out without any pressure, said words that made Ji Jiang want to cry without emotion, and drifted to the next door to drink bourbon at high frequency Wine's pink-haired neighbor.Sure enough, he was seen wearing a monitoring device again.

On the other side, Ji Jiang was on his way to the shopping mall when he heard an extremely elegant voice begging someone very loudly without any scruples.

"Light, play a game with me—"

Ji Jiang looked over curiously.On the side of the road, the blond boy seemed to be in a trance thinking about something.

Behind him was a handsome man in a safari suit and a Liwu hat, holding a folding fan, with a hint of worry on his brows.

The young man's mind was completely put on other places, and he replied: "I know, I know, I will accompany you."

"Light—" The man was still dissatisfied, his voice was tinged with anxiety, and when he was about to say something, he was suddenly interrupted.

"Excuse me, is your name Zuo Wei?"

Ji Jiang was not sure whether the blond boy could see the spirit behind him that had turned into Fusangshen, and because of the boy's reply just now, he suspected that Zuowei was the name of the spirit, so he made a sound to test.

"Huh? Can you see it!" The blond boy He Ling looked at Ji Jiang at the same time.

The author has something to say: If Junpei wanted to be a classmate with Polygonum cuspidatum, Mr. Wujo would probably let him go.After all, wanting to be a classmate with someone is youth!He wants to protect the youth of young people! (bushi)

I have to go out again during the day today, and I need to catch up on sleep when I go home, so I won’t update today

50. Chapter 50

The blond boy's name is Hikari, and he has just become a professional chess player.The spirit next to him is Zuowei, a chess player who was framed by his colleagues in the Heian period and was kicked out of the court and finally committed suicide. After committing suicide, his soul possessed himself on the chessboard.

Ji Jiang and Guang found a nearby shop to sit down and listened to the young man talking about meeting Zuo Wei.

"Except for me, it seems that no one else can see Zuowei." When Shinto Hikaru touched the back of his head with some melancholy, he said with a smile, "Now that I think about it, if it wasn't for Zuowei, I wouldn't have gone there." Let's play chess."

"Guang..." Zuo Wei half covered his face with a fan, quite moved.

Ji Jiang looked at one person and one ghost, and interrupted the pattern of their mutual affection: "Although it is presumptuous to ask this way, Mr. Zuowei's wish has been fulfilled, right?"

In Ji Jiang's eyes, Zuo Wei's soul has lost the lock of obsession that keeps him in this world, and he may become a Buddha at any time.

"Huh? Zuo Wei's wish?" Guang was stunned for a moment, and noticed something from Ji Jiang's serious expression. He felt a little uneasy, and looked at Zuo Wei in a panic, "Zuo Wei probably wants to keep playing chess?"

The peace chess player with long purple hair looked sadly at the obviously anxious boy, his slender eyelashes drooping: "I also want to keep playing chess with Guang..."

"But..." Zuo Wei's voice paused slightly, and he said something he was not sure about: "After the battle with Master Taya, I felt that I was about to disappear. That's why I just wanted to fight with Guang in the past few days. Play more chess."

At the end, Zuo Wei's voice became much gentler.

He stayed in the world to comprehend the hand of God in Go, and his obsession has been untied after that battle.

"Why is this..." Guang looked at Zuo Wei in a daze, and then looked at Ji Jiang as if asking for help, "You must know something when you stopped us just now!"

"How can Zuo Wei stay!"