On the degree of compatibility between Guardian Egg and Yokohama

The sea and the sky meet in the base hidden in the dark alleys of the bustling city. The bright summer sun shines on the golden sandy beach, and the sea is sparkling.

This is an excellent place for a vacation, but the people standing by the beach have solemn expressions.

On the surface of the sea, a red octopus emerged—this is the only remaining curse spirit in this space, born from human beings' fear of the ocean.

Xia Youjie set his sights on it and frowned.Hanao, who went to Yokohama, also lost contact with Masato and Leko.There was a very ominous premonition in his heart, and he vaguely came up with a guess that could be called a fantasy—the three special-level magic spirits whose strength was far beyond ordinary spell spirits were exorcised in Yokohama.

But—how is this possible?Unless they met Wutiao Wu, those three curse spirits must have the power to fight.According to his information, Gojo Satoru has been dispatched abroad.And even if he has already returned to China, he should return to Tokyo instead of Yokohama.

He wanted to go to Yokohama himself, but he dismissed the idea when he thought that the three curse spirits had no news or whereabouts.It's ridiculous, but he doesn't want to 'disappear' in Yokohama for no reason.

"Tsk... Trouble."

After standing still and thinking for a while, Xia Youjie took out his mobile phone and sent an email to the curser who had been working with him for a long time.Because of the particularity of this shell, it is inconvenient for him to show up in front of the conjurers.

Because the real owner of this body, Xia Youjie, was the leader and planner of "Hundred Ghosts of the Night" - executed by Gojo Satoru himself.

......

After getting in touch with the curse masters, Xia Youjie received an email.

He clicked on the icon, and the first thing that appeared was a photo of a human girl—this was a newborn conjurer in Yokohama that the senior management of the conjuration world had been following closely recently.

It may not be accurate to say that it is a conjurer, because they still have no way of knowing the specific ability of that girl.

After zooming in on the photo, Xia Youjie continued to browse the contents of the email.The next moment, his squinted eyes opened suddenly, and his pupils shrank—Gojo Satoru...Why did this guy who went on a mission abroad suddenly appear in Yokohama?

"Troublesome..."

With this guy around, there is no good luck for Hua Yu.If Masato and Lehu are still in Yokohama at this moment...

"Crack——."

The slight sound of glass shattering brought Xia Youjie back to his senses, and when he looked down, he found that the flip cover of the phone had been crushed by him.With a light click, he pulled out the phone card and threw the phone into the sea.

His plan for thousands of years—absolutely impossible to fail!

......

High School of Conjuration

Gojo Satoru walked into the school gate, pinched a wild flower with yellow pistil and pink petals in his fingers, and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.

"Spells that can make people lose fighting spirit... Interesting."

However, no matter how interesting it was, he also exorcised the curse spirit without hesitation—he had no sympathy for creatures like the curse spirit.

The only use of that curse spirit is to demonstrate the exorcism process to his lovely student Knotabagi Yuhito as teaching material.

Although I understand that Ye Qiangwei, Fuguro Megumi and Junping must feel very heavy about the death of their companions, but for the sake of Hisuhito's safety, he, a student who has been resurrected from the dead, cannot appear in front of the high-level officials.When the right time comes, let Youren jump out and smash their faces!

Hmm... Before that, I troubled the reliable Nanami to take care of Youruto for a while.

Sitting on the steps, Gojo Satoru remembered the devilish words of that young man named Osamu Dazai.

"Dragon...?"

"Hello? What are you doing here?"

Wearing a white coat, Nitzi walked up to Gojo Satoru, looked down at the man who seemed to be in a daze, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Glass... If I say, I want to put those old oranges in one pot..."

After hearing Wujo Wujo's stupid words, the young woman unceremoniously gave him a shudder: "What stupid words are you talking about, Wujo Wujo, you want to talk to Xia..."

That person's name was stuck in his throat like a fishbone, and he couldn't get it out—Gojo Satoru's former best friend and genius, Xia Youjie.

"...forget it." Jiarui Nitzi put down his hand, sighed and sat down beside Gojo Wujo: "I said, why not be your teacher well?" This guy didn't think about it before Do you want to change the entire magic world through education?

"Education is indeed necessary, but... my students also need to have a safe education environment." The 'death' of Knotabagi Yuhito has indeed stepped on his bottom line.

"Ah~ You're talking about the knotweed stick?" Jiarui Zhizi took out a cigarette, lit it, put it in his mouth and asked, "Will you be the same as that guy?"

The first thing Xia Youjie did when he defected was to kill his parents to show his determination—the determination to wipe out all the stupid monkeys without magic power in the world.

If it was Wujo Satoru who wanted to achieve this goal, he would have accomplished it long ago.

"Are you going to kill someone? Even if the target is those rotten oranges?" After asking, she laughed at herself again: "That's right, it's definitely not the first time for me to kill someone."

Whether it's the people who came to assassinate from childhood, or the curse masters who got rid of after becoming curse masters, plus Xia Youjie who was personally executed by him-Gojo Satoru himself has no moral incompatibility with killing people.

It's just... the nature of the attack on the rotten oranges is definitely different from the past.

Looking sideways at Iariko, who reacted too calmly, Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you don't object to my proposal."

Then, he said with a smile: "Of course, your opinion will not affect my decision."

"Hmph." This arrogant childish ghost.

"Glass~ I finally found you and wanted to have a good chat, so cold~"

This guy...

Gojo Satoru's tone made the veins on Jiarui's forehead twitch, and his expression became obviously impatient.She stood up and walked down the stairs, leaving Gojo Satoru behind.

"Asshole Gojo Satoru, I don't have a penchant for being a 'stand-in'."

The person this person wants to confide in is obviously Xia Youjie.Although I don't know what exactly stimulated this guy... If Gojo Satoru really has the courage to bring down all those rotten oranges, it would be something worth celebrating.

According to Jianren Qihai's words - conjurers are shit!

Half a month later

Gojo Satoru, the patriarch of the Gojo family, intervened in high-level decision-making with an unprecedented tough stance.

The Gojo family itself is one of the three royal families, but Gojo Satoru was on the edge of power in the magic world before, and the two sides were basically in a state of complete separation.

But this time, the young patriarch not only appeared in various high-level meetings, but even tried to use his strength to gather all the right to speak.

In the retro Japanese garden, an old man with white beard slammed his teacup on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

"Wujo Satoru is really deceiving people too much!"

They have never paid attention to this man with so much power and no sense, but they have never thought that once he is serious, he will look so scary.

All tricks and words are unable to shake the absolute suppression of the ceiling of the magic world.Although no one was killed, the scene where the group of protesters fell to the ground bloody and wailing, in his opinion, was simply purgatory on earth.

"Anyone else object?"

The white-haired young man sat on the first seat, his pair of magnificent eyes that seemed to extend to the end of the sky looked down at the people on the ground who were constantly twisting and crying.

"To be honest, I really want to kill you all at once."

"But... for the sake of the growth of my lovely students, you should stay in this world for the time being."

On that day, the two sides established a bondage - no one can tell what happened that day to those who don't know.

The seeds planted in the garden struggled to grow upward against the sun as usual, but they didn't know that the owner of the manor had been replaced by someone they were all very familiar with. With care, there will be no fruit seedlings that will die halfway.

......

July

The summer fireworks festival in Yokohama is coming, and everyone is immersed in the joy of the festival, wondering where to watch the fireworks in the near future.

Every year at the Fireworks Conference, Haru Suzuki will take Aoi Suzuki to participate.

But this time, Suzuki Aoi's mind was occupied by another matter.After July, the ghost festival in August is coming.As a temporary employee of the Underworld, Oda Saku brought her a new task - to organize the order of the ghosts when the gate of the ghosts opens.

This is the day when ghosts return to their hometowns to visit their relatives, but the boundary between yin and yang cannot be broken, which is the principle.Ghosts can entrust dreams to relatives, but they cannot appear in front of them in a special way, which is against the rules.

And the special way - is to allow human beings who possess spiritual power and use spells to temporarily possess entities, or communicate with living people through possession.

Suzuki Aoi's main job is to prevent this violation.

Suddenly, she thought of a person, and asked Odasaku: "Mr. Oda, if the living take the initiative to find a way to see the soul of the dead, is this considered a violation?"

"This kind of practice is not recommended in hell." The red-haired man shook his head lightly, "Because in contact with the undead, the living soul will be stained with the spirit of death."

Contaminated with dead energy, ranging from bad luck in a short period of time, to shortening life expectancy.Whether it is the living who take the initiative to meet the dead or vice versa, it will have such consequences.

This is also...the reason why he has never met Dazai even though he became a ghost messenger—even though he knew that death was a relief for that person.

Thinking of this, a helpless smile appeared on Odasaku's face—if it was that guy, after knowing the truth, he would definitely fall into the arms of the god of death without hesitation.

Or, perhaps, be devastated by the fact that death is not the end.