Why aren't people raising me

That kind of feeling like chasing after wind and shadow, of course, there is no certainty at all.

Natsume Masaharu got on the plane and left the country after attending his own funeral.He had noted the time of death of a European last time and had to catch this flight.

After going to a strange country, Natsume Masaharu always felt that his actions became slow, and sometimes he couldn’t hear Yinan’s voice clearly like tinnitus.

"It turns out that monsters can also be uncomfortable..." he complained.

Yi Nan's reaction was similar to his, the whole person almost shrank into a ball, Natsume Masaharu asked him the reason, he just buried his head in the wall, and said depressedly, "I don't suit their looks, I still can't understand their words , the atmosphere here is also very strange, I..."

"So let's go back tonight."

"Huh?" Yi Nan pulled out her head in surprise, "Tonight?"

"Ah."

There is the next person in line waiting for him to tamper with death.

Returning to the familiar land, Masaharu Natsume's head suddenly cleared up, he stretched his waist, and felt like a withered grass meeting nectar for a long time,

A few days later, Natsume Masaharu didn't pay much attention to time. He didn't even have the concept of the day of the week when he was in Yahara. Now, although he knows the date of each day, he can't feel the passage of time in his heart.

Sometimes it's leisurely, and sometimes it's a race against time.

Then one day, while he was basking in the sun on the roof, he heard arguing from below.

Oh, someone had an argument.

Masaharu Natsume looked over his head curiously,

He deliberately found a remote place to rest, but someone still broke in.

In the alley, the black-haired boy was opening the white-haired boy's hand, his eyes were very dark, "Are you going to stop me, Wu, you should be able to understand."

"Understood a ghost!" Wujo Wu's eyes stared extremely brightly, "Eliminate all those in power? Whether they are in the magic world or ordinary people, we must obliterate them, and establish a paradise where everyone is equal?"

"Impossible, how is it possible!" Gojo Satoru clenched his hands tightly, "If the old order is overthrown, there will be a new order. Now that all the old oranges are dead, there will be a group of rotten little oranges in power. We must fundamentally, To achieve the influence that shakes people's hearts like Masaharu—"

"Is this the result of your three-month confinement?" Xia Youjie raised his eyelids Xuxu, he twitched the corners of his mouth, it was a very weak and sarcastic smile, "It is obviously faster to cut the mess with a sharp knife, and it is faster to use terror The hearts of those who rule are also strong."

"Jie, this way you will not only be hunted down by the magic world, but you will be treated as a public enemy."

Xia Youjie's eyebrows were pressed down, showing a bit of displeasure, "Obviously you have committed violence, obviously you have done it, why can't I do it!"

"Because I am the unique six eyes!"

This sentence was said with extreme force, and the scene froze for a while.

"Ah... yes." Xia Youjie's voice softened. "You are Six Eyes, you are precious and indispensable, even if you make a mistake, you will not be punished too severely, because this world cannot live without you, and will follow you no matter what..."

"What about Masaharu!" He suddenly raised his voice, almost yelling.

"Has Akashi Masaharu been replaced by you, by me, by a succession of talents? He is no longer the unique and only special class, so if he blocks someone's way, is splashed with dirty water, and arouses people's suspicion, he can be killed at will. Cleared, right!"

Xia Youjie gritted his teeth, and pushed Gojo Wu hard. He didn't use any skills, and didn't use any spells. He just vented his grief and anger without hurting him, "So why is it him! They Why, what qualifications do you have to deal with Yazhi!"

"I hate the exploitation of those in power and the ignorance of rotten oranges. Their existence should be to lead the world to a better place, not to sit in their own position and enjoy the security and wealth that the people below have bought with their flesh and blood. This is wrong. Yes, the way this society works is wrong!"

"But Jie, killing those people won't change anything..." Gojo Satoru stood firm, "Because there is no qualified successor, one-man dictatorship is even more impossible."

"I didn't say you would change your mind..."

Gojo Wu's condition is better than Xia Youjie's. They all seem to have a storm of instability brewing in their eyes. Three months of quiet thinking,

"I've had your thoughts too." Gojo Satoru stared at him, "I let those people be buried with Masaharu... none of them remained...but I awakened hatred."

"So you are really gentle, Wu." Xia Youjie took a breath, and he felt his throat tighten, "If you had removed those rotten oranges earlier, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened."

"……what?"

Xia Youjie squinted his eyes, "You are always clamoring that sooner or later you will clean up the rotten oranges, but in the end, it is still too late. You see, you killed several high-level officials, and they only put you in confinement. Punishment is really optional."

Gojo Wu's eyes trembled, and he also laughed, his voice was breathy, "Why are you mocking me again?"

Gojo Satoru was on a business trip when Akashi Masaharu died.

The last message exchange between them was the day before Masaharu Akashi passed away, and Gojo Satoru was too busy to reply him.

Even though Masaharu's death has nothing to do with him in essence, Gojo Satoru still suffers from inner torment. Does he regret and blame himself, does he regret it?

This kind of emotion will be taken out by a close friend, and Gojo Satoru can't help but fall into the negative emotion of dispute, "At that time, why didn't you protect him well?"

Xia Youjie suddenly opened his eyes wide.

This sentence is an inverse scale that neither of them can touch.

They have the pride of being the strongest, but the strongest can't even protect their friends.

It's fine if you don't protect it well, and there are not even corpses left.

So they wrestled together, Wujo Wu didn't have no lower limit, Xia Youjie didn't use magic spells, the whole scene was controllable and uncontrollable, they seemed crazy, but also seemed to be in control.At the end of the fight, the two leaned against the wall without looking at each other.

Their clothes were full of wrinkles, Gojo Wu casually tore at the broken neckline, Xia Youjie touched the bruise around his mouth.

Natsume Masaharu stood on a high place and stared blankly at this scene, his mood had already changed from relaxed to confused and heavy.

He touched his face, but it wasn't wet, and he didn't cry.

But now he is so uncomfortable that it is difficult to breathe.

There was silence for 2 minutes, and both of them calmed down, so the conversation became rational and peaceful.

"Masaharu said..." Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes, "Don't care what other people think, after all, it's not worth mourning and resenting their ignorance, ignorance, indifference and cruelty, it should be based on their value."

"Jie... Violence can solve many things, but violence doesn't need to be extended to violence, it can be transformed into other things."

"You are now the leader of Panxing Sect."

The words were vague, but Xia Youjie understood what he meant.

He looked up at the sky, but still couldn't hold back the tears that filled his eyes,

A few breaths and he was almost in tears,

"I'll still kill, Wu." He said hoarsely, trembling almost uncontrollably, "I won't show mercy to those who make mistakes."

"I'm not going to let them get away with it."

"They should pay the price."

This is already a step back.

Gojo Satoru picked up the sunglasses that fell on the ground during the pushing, and at this moment, his calm brain caught a trace of imperceptible information with his six eyes.

"Who's there?"

Gojo Satoru flew to the roof in an instant.

From the perspective of the six eyes, the direction of the magic power in front of him depicts a tall figure, but it is clear that no one is standing there, and there is no magic power, unless it is the sky and the curse...

A skill with no lower limit is the rapid movement between two points, so fast that it only takes an instant, Natsume Masaharu was stunned, and took several steps back in fright.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand forward,

He is used to pinching the enemy's vitals for interrogation. At this time, he is tentatively pinching Natsume Masaharu's neck.

"Go away!" Natsume Masaharu shouted out in a hurry, "Don't come near me!"

Gojo Satoru really stopped.

He froze for a moment, his neck turned like a stuck part, then he turned back and asked Xia Youjie, "Did you hear any sound?"

Xia Youjie had just quarreled with him, and at this moment he was in a bad and comfortable state, so he replied perfunctorily, "No, have you been hallucinated by me?"

"It's a bit strange." Gojo Satoru carefully stared at the figure in front of him, and then at the big guy next to the figure, "Is this figure... a monster?"

A monster that is not easy to appear in front of people.

What conjurers possess is mantra power, not spiritual power or demon power, so they cannot see monsters, and eliminating demons is not within their business scope.

"However, I seem to hear someone talking to me just now."

Being able to hear the voice of youkai——is a chance.

And being able to see monsters is more like a godsend.

Natsume Masaharu trembled his lips, and read out the name of the person in front of him, "...Enlightenment."

This call seemed to open a channel between two worlds.

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide in shock,

He couldn't believe it, his eyes cherished as if he was afraid of breaking some environment,

"Jaji?"

The figure of the white-haired boy appeared in front of him.

His face was clear and his facial features were clear, as if nothing had changed.

"Ah?" Xia Youjie below heard Wujo Wu's voice, "Are you okay?"

Gojo Satoru stepped forward excitedly, "Masaharu!"

Masaharu Natsume's retreat was almost scrambling, "Don't come over!"

Gojo Satoru stopped, "... Masaharu?"

Xia Youjie finally realized that something was wrong. He took the Rainbow Dragon and flew to a high place in an instant. The moment his eyes touched the roof, he was so shocked that he almost lost his words.

"Jaji?!"

"Hey...they can't say other words?" Darryl scratched his chin, "but how can they both see you?"

How do I know that I have been exposed to others? !

Masaharu Natsume nervously held Yi Nan's hand, he didn't know who the two were at all, he only saw them arguing and talking "bloodbath", "clear" and "kill" all the time, he had long been to himself in the last life My circle of friends became uneasy.

"Master Masaharu." Yi Nan received Natsume Masaharu's nervousness and apprehension, and he put his arms around Masaharu's waist knowingly, "Do you want to go?"

"Go!" Natsume Masaharu said without hesitation.

All of a sudden, there was a wind, the huge wings flapped, and Natsume Masaharu's body went to another place in a blink of an eye.

Xia Youjie paused, Gojo Satoru aimed at that place, ready to use teleportation, "What are you doing, chase after me!"