[Curse back to battle] Wujo Wu he Jinwu Zangjiao

Viola Gojo is also the person who has spent the longest time with her in this Gojo family, besides him.

Occasionally, he also thought that if Viola was no longer an existence "no different from those guys" in her eyes, if such a person who could disappear at any time entered the scope of her "concern".If one day, she does not escape the fate of these "ordinary people"...

Will Crane Ruo Zheyu have any emotions that he has never had before?

Will it be sad?Will you be angry?

No matter which side it is, it belongs to the category of people's negative emotions.

And negative emotions...

This is really an interesting proposition.

It's just that now that Viola is dead, all assumptions will no longer be possible, and there seems to be no need to continue discussing this issue.

I don't know if it's good or bad.

Gojo Satoru propped his face and his thoughts wandered, and then he heard the voice of the crane breaking feathers again.

She asked: "The assistants of the Gojo family, when their age gradually increases... At that time, how will they be arranged?"

What are ordinary people like when they should go to school, graduate, step into society, get married and have children, retire and provide for the elderly?

"People in the magic world, whether they are magicians or assistants, are actually very scarce." Gojo Satoru tilted his head slightly and replied, "There are even fewer people like you, Xiao Zheyu. Anyway, even if you get married After giving birth, I will continue to work.”

He suddenly raised his hand to cover the lower half of his face, and said to her as if he was whispering to prevent others from making small reports: "Let me tell you, there are those who are seven or eighty years old and have to draw out their weapons from time to time." What about the old man?"

Wutiao Qiuren: "..." He heard it.

"Ah, that's it." He Ruo Zhe Yu nodded calmly, without saying anything.

Gojo Satoru continued to look at her with his chin propped up, and smiled with his lips curled up.

Even if nothing happens, Viola will not be able to lead a peaceful life.

Knowing this, Xiao Zheyu already had the answer in his heart when he asked the question.At the same time, he also understood from the eyes he met her when he came back to his senses.

The status quo, his curiosity, and the proposition.

——she knows it all.

Her performance also gave the answer today.

will not.

Everything is considered normal.

2005, summer.

"Boom."

Billows of smoke and dust flew from the top floor of the building, and a curse spirit with weird wings stepped on the wall of the building's roof, creating a thicker smoke screen that almost covered its huge figure.

No, there are almost no conjurers who rely entirely on vision to determine the location of the spell spirit.

After chasing to the top floor, Heruo Zheyu's glasses even blocked most of the smoke and dust for her, preventing her from being dazzled by the dust.It's just that the flying dust made her purse her lips a little dirty, resisting the urge to raise her hand to cover her mouth and nose, stepped on the protrusion of the ruined wall with one leg, narrowed one eye, raised the bow and arrow in her hand, and aimed at the curse spirit direction of escape.

The distance is a bit off, so...

Using force under her feet, she jumped out of the collapsed part of the wall, maintaining the aiming posture with her hand, and instantly released the bowstring at the highest point. Let the curse spirit that escaped so fast dissipate invisible.

No one saw where the magic power that dissipated like mist went, but the black-haired figure gathered the collar of the uniform, fell down the tall building, and was caught by another person in mid-air, who flexibly hugged her on the wall. After a few leverages, he landed safely.

It was Wujo Wu who solved the curse spirits on the lower floors of the building.

The boy's stature is already very tall, even though the girl is not short, she looks like a small one in his arms.

Putting her down, he bowed slightly, and took away her gold-rimmed glasses for her after finishing the solution as usual: "Xiao Zheyu always plays such dangerous moves."

"No, I know Wu is here." She squinted her eyes and smiled, took Wujo Wu's glasses and put them in the box.

"You two are very messy."

Another voice came from one side, and the person who came was holding his forehead, looking at the scarred building in front of him after a battle with some headaches.

He Ruo Zheyu looked up and saw him, and nodded politely: "Xia Youjun."

It was Xia Youjie who came. He looked back at the building and nodded with the two: "Senior Heruo, Wu."

He paused and continued: "Fortunately, the logistics people made up the bill, otherwise today's incident may be on the news again." Having said that, there was not much fluctuation in his words.

Anyway, it wasn't him who was going to collapse for the aftermath.

"Hey~ In the end, the tent was released anyway." Wujo Wu still put his hand on He Ruo Zhe Yu's shoulder, and he shrugged indifferently, "Jie, you always call Xiao Zhe Yu Senior, it's really weird. .I often forget that she is still in the first grade."

"Because it's such a small one." He lowered his head again, supporting the girl's shoulders and bending down, his blue eyes faintly peeking out from behind the black lenses, revealing his narrow smile: "Hey ? Senior Zheyu?"

The girl's slender eyelashes trembled, and she turned around and said, "It's because the enlightenment is too high."

Xia Youjie looked at the pair of childhood sweethearts in front of him, and felt a little strange in his heart.

One is the strongest and one is the weakest.

Of course, the latter is purely based on the "four-level" judgment on the file.At least from his point of view, the bow and arrow in the other party's hand does not know what level of magic equipment, which can block the flow of magic power and let her kill at will. So far, I don't know how many magic spirits have been dealt with.

For a conjurer without magic power, his strength cannot be judged from the level alone.

"bell."

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone stopped He Ruo Zhe Yu's intention to say something, she took out the phone and glanced at the name on the screen, after a moment of silence, she answered the phone: "Hi teacher, I am He Ruo Zhe Yu .”

The caller was Noctua Masada, he seemed to have heard about the matter of the curse spirit here from the logistics department, talked to her a few words, and then explained the new job: "The news from Aomori City According to the news, many ordinary citizens have died by hanging their heads at night recently, which may be related to the curse. Zoru, go..."

He Ruo Zheyu didn't hear the next few words, and her mobile phone was taken away from her hand by Gojo Wu, who had been listening to the side all the time, and now he said directly to the other side of the microphone: "Oh, teacher, give me another Zhe Yu sent a job? Give her a vacation?"

In the middle of the sentence, Noctua said: "..."

Why is Wutiao Wu you little bastard again.

"How are you together?"

Crane Ruoyu and Gojo Satoru, he remembered that the locations of their respective missions were not in the same place.

Wujo Wu's ending voice rose: "Well, I came across it by accident, and I was also very pleasantly surprised."

He wasn't surprised at all.Ye Mozheng's face was dark, and he made a decision in a calm voice: "In this case, Xia Youjie should be with you too. It just so happens that the three of you go on this mission together."

"Hey - I don't want to -" Gojo Satoru immediately dragged out his voice, and the sudden increase in volume caused the girl beside him to tilt her head.

"Anyway, you've finished your work and are free. There's no other tasks at the moment." Noctua Zhengdao didn't care about him, "Send all three of you there, this can already be regarded as a holiday, you understand? But Zhe Yu A level 4."

Gojo Satoru: ...

"I know, I know." He clicked his tongue and hung up the phone directly, which made the head teacher over there who wanted to explain a few more words angrily yell at his name again.

An assistant passing by the office door heard it, and complained to the colleague next to him as usual: "This is the 21st time this month."

"Ah, I'm so troublesome." Gojo Satoru rubbed his silver-white hair a little irritably, "Can't the conjurer take a vacation? You can go home peacefully and lie on the bed to sleep. "

Xia Youjie shook his head helplessly: "Wu, don't hang up on the teacher's call like this next time... and don't snatch the senior's phone, it's very rude."

"Ah, it's started, Jie's preaching mode." Gojo Satoru shook his hand, then suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, "That kind of thing is fine, rather than that, go to a dessert shop with me first! There happens to be a good one in this area, and I haven’t been there for a while.”

Tsururuo Oriha took back his mobile phone and continued to communicate with the teacher through emails. He followed Gojo Satoru to a dessert shop. He just felt that he didn’t know how he found it. more appropriate.

Lifting the curtain at the door, the bell hanging above made a crisp tinkling sound.A person sitting alone in the store raised his head when he heard the commotion, and saw the person walking in the front who had to lower his head to enter the store, and opened his eyes slightly: "...Eh, Master Wutiao?"

"Hey, store manager." Gojo Satoru waved at him, but the words he said were not very pleasant, "Your store is so deserted today."

If anyone who runs a small shop heard this, he might get a little angry, but the man called the store manager stood up, straightened his apron, and turned around as if he didn't hear what Gojo Satoru said. I wanted to go to the console: "Is it the same cherry cake as before? I'll make it for you right away..."

Looking at the person in a trance, even his voice was a little fluttering.

"Mr. Store Manager." Xia Youjie turned to him with deep eyes and said, "What happened? You don't seem to be in a good condition."

"Ah, I'm very sorry!!" The store manager paused as if waking up from a dream, hurriedly turned around and waved his hands to apologize, and then lowered his head deeply: "I'm really sorry...in fact, my