It's a power, not a spell

It was indeed fleeing.

But it's not because of Gojo Satoru, but Zhongya Chuya.

Up to now, nearly a year has passed since that day, and the memory is gradually blurred, but some scenes are still clearly engraved in Gojo Satoru's mind.

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"Boundless space".

The realm constructed by integrating the infinite magic formula into the mantra, in this realm, the surrounding information is constantly pouring into the mind, and the people in the realm will be in the state of "feeling that they can know everything, but they can't do anything". Strange state.

Simply put, it is the inability to act.

Even with instinct, human actions are carried out based on external information obtained, and Zhongyuanzhong is no exception.

After observing Gojo Satoru's domain in the distance, Ichichi returned to Shinjuku.

He was shocked to feel the aftermath of the energy remaining in the air, and the damage to the building became more serious as he went further inside.

Chuya-kun...is he controlled by the enemy?

He actually didn't understand the situation.

Although Nakaya-kun suddenly injured Mr. Gojo, the two of them seemed to communicate peacefully afterwards, and Nakaya-kun didn't shoot at his own side, but fought with the enemy instead.

And then……

Thinking of the power that erupted from Nakahara Nakaya just now, Yidi Zhiben's already pale face became even uglier.

It's hard to describe what that feels like.

Mantra power is formed by negative emotions of human beings, giving people a cold feeling. As an assistant supervisor, Yidizhi has also seen special grades at close range. The coldness almost penetrates into the bone marrow, and it is the embodiment of human evil thoughts.

At that time, the power of Nakahara Chuya gave him far more than that. He could feel the cold evil thoughts, but there were other things, hot, violent, chaotic, pure, distinguishable and indistinguishable. All mixed together.Compared with the special class encountered in the past, it was almost like a mayfly and a tree. Standing there, every inch of his skin tensed reflexively, his pupils contracted into needles, and his brain temporarily became blank.

Fortunately, this feeling was only for a moment at that time.

When Yizhizhi and the others evacuated Shinjuku together, he subconsciously looked back.

An ominous scar clings to the boy's skin, as if trying to swallow that slender figure.The blood was mixed with dust and dirt, and the smooth orange hair was also in a mess, Yi Dizhi was taken aback.

Mr. Zhongye is a very clean kid, and he will definitely be angry after recovering.

This is the second time he saw the child in such a mess, Yidizhi turned around, although he is a scumbag in combat, he can also help Mr. Zhongye from other directions, such as intelligence, this time It was not Xia Youjie's side who attacked Zhong Yejun, because the other party also looked unexpected, and not many people were affected, which did not conform to Xia Youjie's style.

There are other enemies still hiding in the dark, at least Yidizhi has no clue yet.But since they made a move, he will definitely catch them, and the speed should be faster. Maybe after Mr. Zhongye recovers from his injury, he can kill the guy who attacked him with his own hands.

...There will be this chance.

Yidizhi came here with a mission.

The upper management already knew about the situation here, and issued the death penalty for Chuya Nakahara, but after all, Mr. Chuya is the proud disciple of Mr. Gojo, and there will always be a way.

With such hope in mind, Yidizhi approached the huge depression in the ground ahead.

Somewhere on the side of the huge pit, he saw the person he had hoped for just now. The white-haired conjurer sat with his back facing him, sitting cross-legged, with his head lowered. There are also damages from previous penetrating wounds.

"……five……"

"Oh, it's Yizhi, what's the matter?"

When he spoke, Gojo Satoru turned his head first, wearing an eyepatch, the blood stains on his face stretched all the way into the black cloth, his voice was a little scattered as always.

The boy lying in his arms closed his eyes quietly. Those ominous scars had disappeared. Although his body was covered in blood, the injury might look serious, but the treatment would come soon.Ichigo breathed a sigh of relief.

"The higher-ups ordered that Chuya-kun has been sentenced to death, Mr. Gojo, you..."

For the first time, he felt that Wutiao Wu's disobedience to discipline and going his own way was so reassuring. Even if the other party frowned and said something like 'just kill those old oranges', Yi Dizhi would support him for three seconds.

Because Chuya-kun... is obviously a good boy.He was just plotted against by the enemy, and those things were not what he was willing to do.

The white-haired conjurer stood up under Yidizhi's gaze. The boy in his arms leaned obediently on his shoulders, his feet were hanging down, and blood flowed into the shoes along his slender ankles. Compared with his 1.9-meter figure, he looked extraordinarily petite.

Gojo Satoru turned around, lowered his head to look at Yidizhi, the corners of his mouth curled up, his smile remained the same, his voice was still indistinguishable from before, "Do you want to execute it immediately? Then you can go back and report."

Although you always squeeze your subordinates, but now, only now, he, Yizhizhi, supports him from the bottom of his heart——

"……Eh?"

"Do you need me to fix your broken ears?" Gojo Satoru held Nakahara Chuya in his arms, straddled him and walked to the ground, "Just this one thing? Is there anything else? I'm very busy. Hurry up and finish talking together."

Yidizhi stiffly followed and turned his head, Zhongyuan Zhongye's drooping legs swayed as he walked, and the hand on his abdomen slipped silently, his pale and bloodless skin suddenly gave him a feeling of 'that's a dead person'.

"Mr. Gojo, what do you mean...let me report 'execution success'?"

"Ah, there's nothing I can do about it. Of course I don't want to do it if I can, but if it goes on like this, the final result will still be the same. Rather, because I killed it in time, I avoided Chuya. His body is like a balloon - bursting with a 'bang'."

Yi Dizhi could hear the complaint in his voice, "I've already given the chance, but I didn't grasp it. There's nothing I can do about it." He finally repeated.

After the power in Zhongye's body was triggered in the Central Plains, the soul that occupied the magpie's nest disappeared, but the soul that was supposed to be inside has not returned for a long time. His body was on the verge of the limit before he shot.

So there is really no way.

"Stop making such a stupid expression, Yidizhi, finish speaking quickly, or I'll leave."

Yi Dizhi opened his mouth, "The curse master Xia Youjie was defeated by Lord Yigu, and he disappeared after being injured. The higher-ups asked you to go—"

"Let me find someone, right, you know."

"...The requirement is...to kill on the spot."

He watched Gojo Satoru's upright figure disappear, the phone in his pocket rang and stopped, until the people who came to rescue the wounded also came, and then he lowered his head as if waking up from a dream.

The man in his 20s took off his glasses and wiped them with the cloth of his cuffs.When I put it back on, my vision became even more blurred.

Xia Youjie was not difficult to find, or rather, he had no intention of hiding his tracks at all.

"Why are you here so late, Wu?"

Seeing the appearance of the people who came here, Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment, "I haven't seen you in such a mess for a long time, have you encountered other troubles?"

"Why not because of you?"

"Well, I'm quite self-aware about this. I really want to see who can make you look like this... Are my family members okay?"

"I didn't notice, but most of them should have escaped." The two blood-stained people stood and sat face to face, Gojo Satoru pulled back the blindfold.

"—Any last words?"

Wujo Satoru, who killed two people successively, returned to the high school, and congratulated the student Otoko Yuta who successfully solved the curse.It was the first time for the students to see him so embarrassed, and they knew that he must have encountered a difficult enemy.

"Where's Chuya? Are you injured?"

"Well..." He smiled, with a bit of bitterness that seemed real and fake, "Really, I worry about the teacher once in a while."

"Don't you know how to reverse the spell, just give yourself a sip of milk." Chanyuan Maki didn't buy it, "How about Chuya, do you want to postpone tomorrow's party?"

"Then postpone it."

"Is the injury serious?" Panda was a little worried, but as long as Miss Nitro was alive, there would be no major problems.He has been looking forward to the scene where Nakahara Chuya and them put cream on Gojo Satoru for a long time, "When will the party be postponed?"

"Yes, I think about it..."

"Wait till I learn how to drive."

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At the beginning, the person who said he wanted to look up to him finally stayed at 1.6 meters. Gojo Satoru looked at Nakahara Chuya, who was only up to his shoulder, and the other party just looked over, with a smile on his lips, "Then you are pretty able."

"of course."

"Where's Xia Youjie?"

"It was killed." Gojo Satoru handed over the clean dishes, noticed the hesitation on the young man's face, and guessed that he might want to ask himself, but why did he hesitate to ask this...

In any case, this question should not be answered by Gojo Satoru now, "It's my turn after Chuya's questioning, please tell me about the matter of the cadres."

"...I'm not good at telling stories." Nakahara Nakaya sighed, didn't say anything, and started talking about his past, "I joined the port mafia at the age of 15, and the leader arranged me and Osamu Dazai to Together……"

He was still talking about himself dryly at the beginning, but after a while he couldn't help——

"That bastard mackerel! I have nothing to do all day long except hang myself or fall into the water. The documents and reports are thrown at me in different ways. Those guys don't know whether they are his subordinates or my subordinates. Every time something happens, I am the one who comes looking for it... "

Gojo Satoru repeatedly brushed a plate, and small cracks appeared on the surface of the white porcelain. He was smiling, although he was upset that Osamu Dazai played a huge part in the story of Nakahara Chuya, but there is a saying that is good, and I also like it A person may not necessarily be a friend, but it is equally possible to hate a person.

So after the story is told, the relationship between the two people is obviously much more harmonious.

He asked about what happened before he was 15 years old, and the Central Plains didn't hide it. Although what Huangba vomited, and some of what he said before were the secrets of the port mafia, it didn't matter, after all, there was no "port" over there. mafia'.

As for exposing the fact that he is not human... Anyway, the guy knew it the first time he met Gojo Satoru.