Ability name The Tale of Genji

"Personally, I suggest you join the second grade as an auditor." Gojo Satoru had already successfully received Yuan Xiwu who was waiting under the flower tree, and was not in a hurry to take Yuan Xiwu to the classroom, but first brought Yuan Xiwu to the office.Yuan Xiwu looked at the can of fruit juice that was opened and placed in front of him, and silently picked it up.

"I accept all suggestions from Mr. Gojo." He drooped his eyelashes, looking very docile, "In short, as long as you become a super magician, Mr. Gojo will tell me the past, right?"

Gojo Satoru sat in the chair, propped his face on one hand and smiled.

"Although I mentioned it specifically, how do you feel, you don't really care about the lost memory?"

Yuan Xiwu really didn't care too much about it. Of course, the lost memory was like a silk thread that was tied to his heart lightly, making him feel that kind of regret all the time, but more often, the relationship between Yuan Xiwu and the past As if through a layer of glass, he looked from the present to the misty past, but there was a faint sense of unreality.

"Not true? No wonder." Gojo Satoru expressed his understanding, he stretched out his arms to pick up a stack of documents on the desktop, and handed them to Yuan Xiwu.

"Look at this first, the agreement signed between the port Mafia and the Metropolitan High School of Conjuration. They even signed one with me on purpose. I'm really suspicious."

Yuan Xiwu reads very fast, and he is familiar with this type of agreement for a long time. He read it cautiously and quickly. The above terms are indeed beneficial to him, but...

He lowered his eyes.

Each one silently and subtly reminded him of his identity as "Mafia".

It seems that the person who drew up the agreement must be Mr. Mori.

"I agree with the content of the agreement." Yuan Xiwu put down the agreement, "I have no objection, and will strictly abide by the agreement."

Gojo Satoru nodded, then looked up suddenly.

"Since the formal agreement has been confirmed, I also want to conclude a private agreement with Mr. Xiwu." He leaned forward, and Yuan Xiwu leaned back, blinking his eyes.

"privately……"

"Yes! There is no agreement on paper documents, so it is very free!" Gojo Satoru looked happy, and then lowered his voice, "However, with the character of Mr. Xiwu, even if there is no compulsory restraint, he will obediently abide by it Bar?"

"Not necessarily." Yuan Xiwu said calmly, "I'm an illusionist, I can deceive people, and I can also break contracts."

Gojo Satoru's head fell down for a second, but he quickly lifted up tenaciously.

"Why don't you listen to the content of the agreement before making a decision?"

"……Um."

Gojo Satoru immediately moved his chair forward.

"My agreement is very simple, Yugiri-kun was in the high school of conjuration—"

Because the person in front of him was wearing a black eyepatch, Yuan Xiwu could only look at the shape of his lips, the lips moved slightly with a smile, and spit out the second half of the sentence.

"Forget about being a Mafia."

……what?

It sounds like an overly simple agreement, but the involvement in it feels very complicated, and Yuan Xiwu can't guess Gojo Satoru's original intention.His expression remained unchanged. In fact, he had been observing nervously, trying to deduce something from the other person's expression, but failed.

Gojo Satoru has no flaws.

Yuan Xiwu looked down at the paper agreement in his hand, Mr. Mori's wording, Mr. Mori's sentence pattern, and Mr. Mori's request.His fingertips trembled slightly, and he raised his head.

"But this agreement..."

A finger was poked on his forehead, and Gojo Satoru's tone was almost rogue.

"forget."

"But……"

"forget."

"Can……"

"forget."

"..."

"forget."

After saying "forget", Yuan Xiwu finally crumbled and clutched his red forehead.

"Mr. Gojo, I'm going to say 'yes', please at least give me a chance to speak!"

"Huh? Is that so?"

That's it!So stop poking!

"I probably understand what Mr. Gojo means." Yuan Xiwu still leaned back and covered his head, so as not to be poked again, "Mafia's identity is dangerous for Mr. Gojo's students. I can guarantee that in Mr. Gojo's Do not reveal Mafia's characteristics in front of students, and will never use Mafia's means if there is no conflict of interest."

Yuan Xiwu said while watching Wujo Wu's expression, but the other party tilted his head.Yuan Xiwu didn't understand the meaning of this movement, he also subconsciously tilted his head, and put down the hand protecting his forehead.

The smile on the silver-haired conjurer's mouth widened.

"completely--"

"I guessed wrong."

The unceremonious poke landed on Yuan Xiwu's forehead again, Yuan Xiwu was almost stunned by the poke, and the logically deduced purpose of the other party was wrong, he couldn't tell Wujo Wu's original intention at all.

"I mean, you can relax as much as possible here." Gojo Satoru stood up, "The Conjuration High School is a place where Mafia can't interfere, and there are also innocent children here, full of youth, Friendships and dreams... As an aside, when did you leave campus?"

Yuan Xiwu remembered this very clearly.

"The first grade of junior high school."

"Very good, you skipped a grade! Now continue your studies from the second year of the junior high school!"

"But……"

As soon as Yuan Xiwu said "but", he quickly covered his forehead.Gojo Satoru originally planned to poke it again if Yuan Xiwu covered it slowly, but Yuan Xiwu did cover it too quickly, and he expressed his regret.

"I'll take you to meet your classmates. Speaking of which, you should be the youngest in it."

"……Yes."

Yuan Xiwu, who was covering her head, complied obediently and breathed a sigh of relief.The question is for work. In fact, he has already completed his university courses by himself, and he also got a degree in Europe, because there are always occasions where he needs to use or talk about it.Re-reading high school to experience youth or something, a little bit...

Until he saw his classmates fighting each other with weapons on the training ground.

Yuan Xiwu: "..."

This is different from the high school he thought!No, it should be said that this is not a serious high school!

"I thought that a conjurer was at the student stage, at least..." Yuan Xiwu tried his best to make his words more tactful, "At least he must learn a certain amount of general knowledge and theoretical foundation..."

Is it because of the second grade, the first grade learns theory, and the second grade fights on the playground?

"Hahahaha!" Gojo Satoru was quite frank, "General education is not important. Most magicians don't really need profound theories. If they really need it, we also have special lectures. Oh right, right, I especially recommend it. Yugiri-kun, come and listen to my special lecture, it's very interesting."

"……for example?"

"For example, Zeno proposed the 'Zeno's Paradox' in order to support the theory of his teacher Parmenides. To understand these paradoxes deeply, I suggest that Mr. Xiwu start with calculus, but calculus can explain it but cannot explain it. To resolve these paradoxes, the contradiction really lies in 'extensibility', right? If we explore further, the theories of Descartes and Gassendi are also worth looking at... Xiwu-kun? Xiwu-kun?"

Yuan Xiwu: "..."

Help, help!

No one told him that conjurers need to learn advanced mathematics! ! !

The end of liberal arts students! ! !

Yuan Xiwu felt like he was splitting open. He looked at the field now, everyone looked like a math boss, but for some reason, everyone's hair, including Mr. Wutiao, was still flourishing.

If a few people in the second grade could hear Yuan Xiwu's heartfelt voice, it would probably explode in a second——

Are we all normal juvenile comics? !

If you want to be bald, let Wujo Wu go bald alone! ! !

Gojo Satoru, who should be bald in theory, clapped his hands lightly, attracting the attention of several people in the field.He gently pushed Yuan Xiwu forward, and grandly introduced it to several people.

"This is the new classmate, isn't it cute?"

Three people: "..."

It's cuter when you look at it up close!

Yuan Xiwu, who was pushed forward, was a little unable to cope with the situation in front of him. He paused, and introduced himself as usual with new colleagues.

"Yuanxiwu, it's the port..." Speaking of this, he remembered the agreement with Gojo Satoru, and abruptly turned his own words, "Employees of large shipping companies in ports and ports, if there is any need for freight, You can contact me, and I will give you a [-]% discount."

Three people: "..."

Sounds so affordable.

"I am Zenyuan Maki, this is the panda, and this is the dog Curly Thorn."

"Hello." The panda raised its front paw and shook it.

"Kelp." The dog curly spine also greeted.

Zenyuan Maki always felt as if she had seen Yuan Xiwu somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while, and soon she had no time to think about it. Gojo Satoru stood by the training ground and looked around, and then suggested with a smile.

"Today is Yugiri-kun's first day at the Conjuration Academy, Maki, let's fight him with physical skills."

"... Huh?" Chanyuan Maki looked at Gojo Satoru, then at Yuanxi Wu with drooping eyelashes.Yuan Xiwu's eyelashes trembled and lifted up gently, her misty dark purple pupils always seemed to be filled with sadness.

"Only use physical skills." Wujo Satoru asked from the side, "If you need a weapon, you can go to the side to get it. Don't look at Maki's stern look, but she really knows how to love people. You can let her..."

"...No need." Yuan Xiwu slowly raised his eyes, "Weapons are...not necessary."

Two golden fans suddenly appeared in his hand. The fan surface was made of extremely thin alloy with sharp edges, but he didn't open the fan now, so the blades were all hidden inside.Yuan Xiwu has always been active as an illusionist or curse killer, and it is generally believed by the outside world that he has a strong long-range ability and is weaker in close quarters, which is completely understandable.

But these people forget...

With the senior of Yuan Yugiri, the gravity of the port Mafia made Nakahara Chuya——

He is an out-and-out fighter who is invincible in close combat!

Zenyuan Maki has already picked up the magic tool and was about to go on stage, but Wujo Wu raised his hand and stopped her.

"Maki, wait."

Maki might not be Gen Yugiri's opponent.

He walked onto the stage by himself and stood still in front of Yuan Xiwu.Yuan Xiwu saw him smiling, his posture was loose, but he was full of interest.

"I'll still come."