Sato-kun is normal today

More than ten hours later, the operation was finally over, and Miwako Sato was pushed into the intensive care unit. The doctor said that the person was out of danger when he woke up. His father asked Hiroshi Sato to go to class, and he asked for leave to stay in the hospital.

Before leaving the hospital, Hiroshi Sato went to visit Mao Lilan.Sitting on the hospital bed, Mao Lilan was deeply confused, completely different from the gentle and assertive look she saw last time, and everyone looked at him with the same strangeness.

Hiroshi Sato expressed condolences and best wishes to the Maori couple. After that, he went home, took a shower and changed his clothes before rushing to school.

As soon as he sat down, he met Saiki Kusuo's burning eyes.

'I'll pick you up in the morning and you're not here. '

Sato Hiroshi suddenly remembered that the two had made an appointment to go to school together, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, something happened last night, and I made Qi Mubai wait."

Saiki Kusuo didn't mind, 'What happened?Do you need help? '

"Ah, thank you for your concern, but there's no need. My aunt was injured and admitted to the hospital for revenge by the gangsters. We can't help." Sato Hiroshi said sadly.

That's not necessarily true, Qi Munanxiong thought, if he went back in time, the injuries suffered by Police Officer Sato would no longer exist, but...

"But she'll be fine." Sato Hiroshi said firmly, as if what he said would come true.

'……Most definitely. '

His aunt's life and death are uncertain, Sato Hiroshi has no interest in studying at all, and doesn't remember to take out the textbook after class.As soon as the school bell rang, he packed his schoolbag and went to the hospital, but at the gate, he saw Yoshino Junpei whose family had been disaster-stricken.

In just two days, Junpei's house collapsed, and his aunt was injured and hospitalized. Sato Hiroshi couldn't help wondering whether the two of them had offended God.

"Junpei!" Sato Hiroshi called out to the black-haired boy who was circling with his toes at the gate.

"Sato!" Yoshino Junpei walked up to him in surprise and looked him up and down, "Are you all right?"

"Me? Nothing happened, what about you? Auntie's injury doesn't matter?" Sato Hiroshi felt guilty when he thought of the scene where Junpei's mother was thrown.

"My mother and I are fine, it's all thanks to Sato." Yoshino Junpei thanked.

Sato Hiroshi was hit by an arrow, "...If I didn't understand your character, I would have thought you were mocking me."

"Huh? I really appreciate Sato."

"I know, I know..." Hiroshi Sato pulled Yoshino Junpei aside and moved away from the gate, "But I'm sorry Junpei, I have something to do and I can't accompany you today."

Yoshino Junpei came to see Hiroshi Sato this time, not only wanted to see his friend safe and sound with his own eyes, but also wanted to protect his safety by the way.

"I can go with Sato, anyway, I have nothing else to do."

"is it okay?"

"Ah."

Hiro Sato agreed without thinking too much. Friends may not be free in the place where they live, so it is better to relax outside.

The two walked side by side towards the station, Saiki Kusuo watched their figures disappear into the corner of the street, and suddenly turned to face the corner that was empty in the eyes of others.

'Stay away from him and tell me something. '

The real person who was planning to follow up quietly slowly widened his eyes, "Can you see me?"

Saiki Kusuo stared at the strangely dressed person in front of him, no, it didn't look like a human being, there were sutures all over his body, even on his face, one across the bridge of the nose, and one through the right eye, his complexion was pale, and his eyes with different pupils were full of sutures. With a coldness that is different from ordinary people.

That is a kind of indifference that regards all living things as worthless.

"Are you a conjurer too?" Daoist asked with great interest, his contemptuous tone gave off a false sense of tenderness.

'no. Saimu Kusuo thought about the recent messages sent from his mobile phone one after another, "I heard that a strange curse spirit with a stitched face appeared recently, is that you?" '

"Hee..." Zhenren grinned, "It turns out that you are a person related to the high school. I don't know if you are more important than Shunping in Su Nuo's heart..."

Saiki Kusuo was sure that the man in front of him was the curse spirit that Gojo Satoru reminded him to guard against, and it was also the manipulator behind the Yoshino Junpei family incident.

'What is your purpose? '

How could the real person answer, deliberately playing tricks: "Well, guess what?"

'So that's the case, you plan to force the knotweed Youren to set up restrictions that are beneficial to Su Nuo. '

"..."

The relaxation on Zhenren's face disappeared, and he asked coldly: "How do you know?"

Saiki Kusuo asked instead: "Who are your accomplices?" '

Masato kept his face cold and silent, but this did not affect Saiki Kusuo's roll call one by one.

'Summer oil, human?There is also the curse spirit side, Leuhu, Huayu...'

With a loud bang, a huge crater exploded where Saiki Kusuo stood, concrete fragments splashed everywhere, and dust flew up.

After the smoke cleared, there was still a sarcoma the size of a stone pier in the pit, and the outline of a fist could barely be seen, connected to the real person's shoulder, which was formed by his right arm.

Saiki Kusuo stood aside unharmed.

The real person missed a single blow, and his expression became more gloomy, "I ask you how-know!" In the prolonged questioning, the real person's hands turned into huge slaps, stretching and contracting at will, dancing airtightly.

'What are you doing at the gate of other people's schools? Saiki Kusuo gently raised his hand, easily restraining the giant palm twice his size.

The real man secretly used all his strength, but the opponent remained motionless like a mountain.

"Hey ha ha..." The real man laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth cracked to the base of his ears, "You've been fooled, Wuwei changed—"

A strange force came from the contact point, and the fingers of Saiki Kusuo's contact with the giant palm began to swell and deform, spreading to the forearm in the blink of an eye.

This is no ordinary power!

Saiki Kusuo immediately noticed that the opponent's power was directly acting on the soul.

"Are you scared?" Daoist laughed wildly, "It's a pity that I didn't see your technique, but you still give it to me honestly...huh?"

Saiki Kusuo's body fell down with a plop, and the inaction transformation ended.

It was the first time Masato encountered such a situation, his arms returned to normal size, and at the same time he pulled Saiki Kusuo's body in front of him.

died?

After looking carefully, Zhenren came to a confusing conclusion. Inaction transformation will only change the shape of the soul, and cannot directly kill him. The situation of the young man in front of him is very strange, his soul has disappeared.

Saiki Kusuo stood in the air and looked down at the real person, his entire arm had turned into a swollen lump of flesh.

Is this the kind of unhealable technique mentioned in Wutiaowu's text message...

Saiki Kusuo activated the time regression, the soul body and the arm of the boss returned to their original shape at the same time, and even the big hole at the school gate disappeared without a trace.

Time retrogression can trace the surrounding objects back to a day ago, and his arm and the road were of course intact before a day.

Shocked, Masato dropped his body to check the road, while Saiki Kusuo took the opportunity to return to his body.

"This is impossible!" Zhenren clenched his lower lip, almost bleeding from the bite.

For the first time, the omnipotent magic formula met its nemesis.