I decided to debut after dressing up as a real person

rooftop.

The scorching sun in midsummer scorched the asphalt road, and the breeze whipped up a wave of heat.

Boundless silence spread in the air.

Mamako looked at the conjurer standing lazily outside the door. The conjurer had anti-gravity silver hair. Even with a strange black eye patch, this was a handsome face that captivated thousands of girls.

If this face wasn't Gojo Satoru, or if she wasn't dressed as a real person, she would definitely appreciate this face.

But now her head is blurred, her pupils are constricted, and her mind is full of how to run, how can she not die on the spot just after crossing.

If she said that she came from time travel, would Gojo Satoru believe it, would she think it was a reason she made up to escape and directly bombarded her...

There were a lot of thoughts in her mind, and finally Mamako raised her hand tremblingly, but hesitantly greeted her.

"Hi?"

A weak voice broke the frozen atmosphere.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly under the black eyepatch, full of interest in the sudden situation in front of him.

When he was queuing up to buy the limited edition Xi Jiufu for the summer special, he received news that there was a curse embryo growing through metamorphosis in an abandoned building in the suburbs.

And his task is to exorcise the curse spirit and recover Su Nuo's fingers, which is very simple and boring.

Different spell spirits have different strengths, and the strength of the leaked spell power is also different, and the breath naturally has different shades.

When he bought the limited edition summer special offer Xi Jiufu and rushed to the abandoned building, the curse embryo's breath disappeared and was replaced by another curse spirit with a mixed smell.

In other words, his task was preempted by someone, no, the correct way to say it should be that he was preempted by the curse spirit, by a curse spirit with mixed scents.

Gojo Satoru stretched out the hand in his pocket and touched his chin, unscrupulously sizing up the girl with a dull face opposite him under the cover of the black eyepatch.

The girl's gray-blue hair was rolled up by the sultry wind and waves, her pupils were different colors, and her amber eye was translucent golden in the sunlight, overflowing with light.

With a slight sense of innocence on his face, he looks like an ordinary JK in his youth.

But the light gray sutures running through the whole face, the dark and rich smell of the curse spirit mixed with the smell of human beings crazily penetrated into the nostrils, and the six eyes were crazily declaring that she was a curse spirit.

A mantra with such strong mantra power is a super mantra, right? Or a super mantra that has not been recorded before.

It smells really bad.

The appearance is no different from that of human beings, and there is a super magic spirit with wisdom and communication ability, which is more interesting than the simple and boring tasks before.

Hearing the trembling voice of the curse spirit, Wujo Wu raised the corners of his mouth, frivolously responding to the curse spirit's greeting.

"Miss Curse, hello, hello."

The tail rises, the voice is full of laughter, and the six eyes under the blindfold are like the blue deep in the glacier without any fluctuation.

Wujo Gou twisted his neck, moved his wrist, stretched out a hand and pressed it on Mana Ling's shoulder for the convenience of questioning.

"Next, Miss Mantra, please answer my question seriously and truthfully. When were you born?"

Mamako looked at the hand on her shoulder that was just a centimeter away and didn't quite reach it.If it is reached but not completely, this is Gojo Satoru's no-lower-limit technique!

The joints are clear, white and strong, and there is no doubt that Gojo Satoru's force value should be able to send her to heaven in an instant, she organizes her words carefully.

"If you mean my birth, it should be just now?"

An ambiguous answer, is there a curse spirit who doesn't know when he was born?

Gojo Satoru blinked, thought about this insignificant question for a while, and continued to ask: "Miss Curse Spirit, what curse spirit are you?"

Mamako raised her head and tried to recall what the official said about the real person, and honestly gave the official standard answer: "A curse born from the hatred and fear of humans for humans."

"Then Miss Ju Ling, is there any use for you to collect Su Nuo's fingers?" Wujo Wu understated, his voice was not warm: "Or do you have any plans against me or the magic world to use Su Nuo's fingers?"

"No, no, no." Makoto shook his head in denial, raised his fingers wrapped in white bandages and explained: "This thing suddenly appeared on the ground, and it fell to the ground after the magic spirit disappeared. It picked it up, and just in time you came."

Wujo Wu's brows were frivolous, and there was a half-smile on the corners of his lips, and he glanced at Su Nuo's fingers wrapped in white bandages tightly held by the girl's fair fingers.

"Then Miss Curling, please give me Su Nuo's finger."

The tone is gentle but declarative, not a request, more like stating something that will definitely happen.

Mamako didn't hesitate, and immediately handed Su Nuo's finger to Wujo Wu honestly, like a good baby in kindergarten who listened to the teacher and handed over snacks.

Gojo Satoru took the Su Nuo finger that was handed to him with the hand holding the paper bag, looked at the Su Nuo finger that was easily in his hand, Liuyan told him that it was indeed the real Su Nuo finger, and no manipulation was done on it.

The long-lost silence.

He gave Su Nuo's finger so easily. Could it be that he guessed wrong, or is it just a slow-down tactic to relax his vigilance, and the curse spirit has other goals.

Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, narrowed his eyes slightly, and patted Mamako's shoulder casually, with an arrogant silence in his movements.

But no matter what the plan is, it doesn't matter, because he is the strongest.

Then he withdrew his hand on Mamako's shoulder, raised his mouth, and said briskly, "Thank you very much for your cooperation, Ms. Cursing Spirit. This is the end of the relaxed and happy interim question-and-answer session."

Gojo Satoru hung the paper bag on the doorknob, and Su Nuo tossed his fingers up and down casually with his right hand, waiting for the curse spirit on the opposite side to make a move.

The atmosphere returned to tranquility, and the two looked at each other on the empty rooftop.

Finally, under the gaze of the conjurer with a little bit of expectation, Mamako said slowly and hesitantly: "That's not, you're welcome? It is necessary to cooperate with the work, it should be."

Hearing the answer, Gojo Satoru seemed to have been poked into something funny, caught the finger thrown in the air, bent down and laughed.

"Miss Mantra, you, you are so funny."

Looking at Gojo Satoru who was laughing loudly in front of him, although Mamako didn't understand the point of the smile, she also curled the corners of her mouth in cooperation and pulled out a stiff smile.

Gojo Satoru, who bent down and smiled for a long time, waited for a long time but did not wait for the magic spirit to make a move, only waiting for an extremely stiff smile.

Patience is over.

The most powerful magician, there are many things waiting for him to deal with every day, he does not plan to continue playing role-playing games with the magic spirit.

Then let's solve it in one go, and use that for super-level curse spirits, Gojo Satoru straightened up with a smile, and stuffed Su Nuo's fingers into his pockets.

Looking at the smiling conjurer, Mamako lowered her head in relief and thought that the situation was not as bad as she thought.

When she opened the door and saw Gojo Satoru, she thought that she would be sent a "Cang" without saying a word and then went to see God. In fact, the atmosphere between them is not quite gentle now. The two are so friendly...

"Cang."

The conjurer's flat voice interrupted Mamako's remaining thoughts, and she looked up at Gojo Satoru in shock.

Gojo Satoru had the usual smile on his face, he couldn't see the six eyes under the black blindfold, and his hands were in mudra.

The strong mantra gathered in the palm and poured out in an instant, the dazzling light enveloped Mamako's entire vision, and the world seemed to be filled with white light in an instant.

The huge tear spread from the roof all the way to the distant forest. The old and uninhabited building was broken into two halves from the middle, and the dust was flying. After a rumbling sound of collapse, it successfully turned into devastated ruins.

The aura of the super-level curse spirit disappeared, and Six Eyes didn't see any curse spirit in the ruins.

Gojo Satoru floated above the ruins with a smile on his face, holding the paper bag that he took off from the doorknob at some point in his hand.

"Oh, the battle is a bit big, but I solved a super imaginary curse spirit in one go, and Principal Ye Moth will still say that I am messing around."

He took out Su Nuo's finger from his pocket, stretched lazily, and said, "Overfulfilled the task, go back and eat the special Xijiufu in summer!"

Long after Gojo Satoru left, the sun was setting, fiery red clouds rolled over the sky, the sun was dancing on the devastated ruins, and the fine dust particles shone under the sun.

The stone slabs of the building shook slightly, and the debris shook off.