How do I get out of the Shura Field, who bumped into the ceiling

Wuzi is in a memory.

A foreign man in his teens, wearing a white felt hat, sat across from Gojo Satoru, just like when he sat face to face with Gojo Satoru at the same table before.

The young man said to himself, "I... want to do something to change the world."

Gojo Satoru, who was eating ice cream, looked blank: "Ah? What's the matter with me then?"

The young man said: "If I succeed, there will be people who think that they will be successful too. Then you will become the enemy of all human beings. You will be betrayed, you will be hunted down, you will lose everything, and you will even die. I want to save you." These, you'd better—kill the me in front of you right now."

Gojo Satoru stuffed a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, and looked at the Russian boy in front of him with crazy eyes.

"That's none of my business?"

He finally said so.

The young man was taken aback, and asked strangely: "You don't want to know what my plan is before you decide whether to kill me or not?"

Gojo Satoru said as a matter of course: "Is what you are going to do the right thing for you?"

The Russian teenager nodded: "For me."

Wujo Wuli was confident: "Then do it? If you stand in front of me and become my enemy, then I will kill you. If not - what you said is just 'possible', isn't it? You are Doing things that have nothing to do with me, why should I meddle in my own business? There are so many flies flapping their wings and flying around, maybe they will cause the epidemic of hepatitis B, do I have to shoulder the health of all human beings and kill them one by one to become a master fly killer ?”

The teenager blinked, then laughed, his whole body trembling from laughing, and finally turned into a cough.

"Thank you," he said. "I never thought that the only person who would listen to me and support me would be you."

Wujo Wu thought to himself, why does this person like to talk to himself, when did I say I support you?

The Russian teenager stood up: "Thank you...for letting me go once, and for supporting the future I chose. In exchange, one day in the future, as long as it is the future you choose..."

The boy's voice gradually faded away with his people.

Wu Zi sighed: "Sure enough, as I deduced, he used the power of the 'book' to eliminate the supernatural power, and then hid the existence of the 'book'. But he knew that sooner or later someone would use the power of the 'book' to eliminate the supernatural power and associate it with the spell. It can also be eliminated."

"I don't know how they did it, but the prerequisite for eliminating the spell may be to adjust the balance of the spell power, that is, to reduce the power between the spell spirit and the magician simultaneously. Therefore, killing or temporarily sealing Wujo Wujo is also an inevitable choice."

"But this is by no means a choice without troubles, because unlike the 'supernatural power created by the book', spells and spell spirits are objective facts that exist naturally. The existence of phenomena must have its cause and effect, and destruction is inherent. The formed causal relationship will definitely cause backlash."

Wuzi sighed, what a pity, thinking that the world can be peaceful if the spell can be eliminated, just like thinking that pulling out the fangs of all wild animals can obtain a fairy tale kingdom, but never thought that animals would evolve fangs, There must be a reason.

"Do you remember it?"

A voice asked.

Wujo Wuzi looked back and saw the "Wujo Wu" who had a similar appearance to him in the depths of his soul, but was older and arrogant.

"You should be aware of the hint hidden in this memory."

Gojo Satoru reminded.

"Well, it means that the future after 18 years will not be easy," Wuzi replied, "Those ignorant people will probably think that it is because I am still alive, and increase their search for me, but they don't know that this is the truth. The inevitable consequences of what they did."

Gojo Satoru nodded: "As expected of me. You see, you shouldn't forget everything and leave your memory with me. I know you want to enjoy a brand new life without any burden, but knowledge is also a kind of power. Forgetting the original My skills will only waste your time and take a detour, you should accept me instead of isolating me."

The Enlightenment of the Six Paths replied: "But, you don't want to forget love."

Gojo Satoru was silent.

That is a matter of course, his formation, the reason why he became what he is now, is that he realized that he was loved by others, wanted to respond to this love, wanted to leave the seal, and wanted to protect the one he loved.

Those who loved him and those he loved were all dead, making this love eternal.

He doesn't want to forget these things, he doesn't want to forget the love of human beings, that's why his existence still remains in Wuzi Liudao.

"And I don't have the ability to love human beings." Wuzi said to him, "I am too weak, and I still need the power of Medusa to protect myself and the people I cherish. For this, I need to burn my love. Now I have no energy left to love others.”

"So it's just right for you to keep your love for human beings, and hide this feeling in the depths of your memory where no one can touch it. It's just right for me."

Gojo Satoru smiled: "This kind of statement is like having an affair."

He understood what Wuzi meant.Although recovering memory can gain the same level of power as Gojo Satoru, it is equivalent to abandoning the cooperation from the ring of hell.Satoru can improve himself through learning and tempering, and gradually gain the same level of power as Gojo Satoru, but he doesn't have the courage to give up the most convenient spell at present.In order to protect the important person, at present, he can only give up his ability to love.

However, as long as the memory of being Gojo Satoru is still in the deepest part of his heart, and Gojo Satoru's love for human beings is still hidden in a place in his heart that no one can touch, he can preserve the possibility of having love in the future.

Just like the black flash, those who have experienced the black flash, those who have tasted the taste of the black flash, will remember the taste of the attack method and spell power.

As long as the memories are still there, those painful and sad ones, those who have lost a lot, but the memories that prove that they have been loved are still there, there is a possibility for Liu Dao Wuzi to fall in love with human beings.

"What a selfish man."

Gojo Satoru sighed.

"exactly."

Satoru of the Six Paths admitted.

"It's a Mafia."

"A real Mafia."

Gojo Satoru laughed: "As expected, you are still different from me."

Wutiao Wuzi also laughed: "That's why I am called Liudao Wuzi, and you are Wutiao Wuzi."

"Okay, okay." Gojo Satoru yawned, "Then I will take a break for a while. On a certain day in the future, you will no longer rely on magic tools and choose the person you love instead of power. I am waiting for you……"

Gojo Satoru fell into a deep sleep again.

Obviously he can also choose to stay awake and observe the world from the depths of his soul, but for Wujo Satoru who has no body, watching everything he has lost in the dark is too long and painful for him.

"Have a good dream."

Satoshi Liu Dao kissed the side of the face of another sleeping self.

Please wait for me at the end of time, one day we will be one.

Now, let me live only for myself, all of which belong to myself only.

Wu Zi opened his eyes and saw an unexpected person.

"Master? You're back? The ten-year war is over?"

Wuzi sat up startled in his dying dream, what a pleasant surprise!

Liudao Mu cut off his head with a hand knife, forcing him to lie down again.

"Idiot, is this the time to talk about this? I've heard what Dazai said, you are too reckless! And what about the dead flame? What about the ring? Gojo Satoru swallowed up all the illusion and fighting methods you learned?"

Wuzi swallowed guiltyly, because the other party was a curse spirit, of course the spell is the most effective!But such a reason, the master certainly does not accept it.

"Kufufu~ It seems that you need special training to develop good fighting habits."

Wu Zi was ashamed: "No, ah, that, no, master, there are too many fighting tricks and ME will not have time to combine and match! The opponent is the magic spell that ME only uses, it is by no means that I have not thought of using illusion and dead flame Believe in ME, Master!"

"Oh. What about physical skills, was also eaten by the curse spirit?"

Wu Zi swallowed.

"Oh, you just haven't developed good fighting habits. I thought you had self-control, but I didn't expect you to be so slack! From now on, your physical skills will also be included in your daily training. I will also assess you every week in terms of gas flames and illusion. If you fail to meet the requirements, all your chocolates will be stopped."

a bolt from the blue!

"Demon, devil!"

Wuzi was on the verge of collapse, cutting off his chocolate was no different from cutting off his lifeline, chocolate was flowing in his veins!No, it can’t be like this, master, it’s too much!

"Wait, wait, what about the others? Have you caught the mastermind?"

Wuzi was surprised that he didn't see anyone else, he thought Mr. Dazai would stay to explain to him, and Lan Tang, it's not the character that he can leave with peace of mind seeing him in a coma.

"It's all settled, I'll let Osamu Dazai tell you about the specific situation later. I forbid their visits until you wake up," Liu Dao Mukuro said indifferently, "Whoever makes these little devils mess around, you're enough. They actually messed around with you! Let them reflect on it before you say it. You don’t even know the details of the enemy, so you are just reckless. Are you full of water in your mind? You still claim to be an intelligence officer. Know intelligence officers who rely on brute force?"

"Forget it, after all, you are still young, and it's normal for you to have a headache for a while. What's the matter with Osamu Dazai? It's completely up to you to mess around! Xia Youjie and Gojo Wu are even worse. You mess around, and they follow behind. Come on! And that Lan Tang, fortunately he is still a transcendent, what was he doing that day, was he dating his ex-boyfriend? This kind of man who praises you in his mouth and is actually absent when he is most needed can almost be kicked out and replaced. gone."

Wuzi swallowed again, how could Lan Tang know that such a big thing happened here at that time!Chuya and Dazai were present, and it is very likely that they stayed in Tokyo to solve other matters, otherwise, as the leader of Mafia at the port, Nakahara would have no reason to be on call.Now that I think about it, there were rumors about the man with the book appearing in Tokyo before, which alarmed Chuya in Yokohama, so Dazai and Chuya came to Tokyo together.

--Hey?

Satoshi Liu Dao thought of a question, this causal relationship has been smoothed out, isn't it because of the appearance of the man in the felt hat that the enemy's actions were triggered, and Dazai and others came to Tokyo?Everything is as designed, one link after another.If the man in the felt hat didn't appear, then he wouldn't have exposed his six eyes, stimulating the enemy's actions and triggering a chain reaction.

"Book... that book, can it predict the past and the future? It's too exciting! Isn't this invincible?"

Thinking that the current situation is the future "chosen" by the man in the felt hat, Wu Zi felt that everything was under the control of others, which was a bit creepy.

"What are you talking about, what book?"

Liu Daoku asked.

"Well, this, it's a bit of a long story to explain."

It was a unilateral agreement between someone in the distant future and another person.

Gojo Satoru of that world also had such a supporter.They should be enemies in theory, but in practice, they understand each other's chosen paths, at least one of them thinks so.

"Master, have you ever thought about what would happen if there was a world without dead flames?"

"Kufufu, that would be much better, Mafia will kill a lot less people, and I can still send stupid butchers to hell."

"As expected of you, Master."

Wu Zi laughed.

He thought so too.Therefore, our pineapple fruit is a line of disciples and grandchildren, and it has always been perfect.