Healing Vest Essence

However, after Gojo Satoru's self-inflicted manipulation, he finally knew who the traitor the crow was pointing at.

...He said why this crow can remember everything clearly, but the name is mistaken as "Xia Youwu", and the feeling is Xia Youjie! !

Yazawa Haruto, who was backstabbed by a crow, resisted the depression of vomiting blood in his heart. What he urgently needed to solve was the tense scene in front of him.

As a result, when he raised his eyes, he met Gojo Satoru's eyes with hidden anger.

The flames burning in the gorgeous blue pupils are enough to burn the soul inside through the skin.

With excitement in my mind, Yazawa Haruto played it.

Maybe the showman gene is engraved in everyone's DNA, and it's just divided into dominant and recessive. Give it a chance, and there will be a big scene.

The silver-haired young man who was grabbed by Gojo Satoru by the collar had his face sideways, and the softly drooping silver hair covered most of his face, and he couldn't see any emotional expression of the young man under that.

【Wujo Wu】Suddenly let out a chuckle, the laughter was not a series or a single sound, but a broken voice as if coughing up blood: "Oh, yes, Xia Youjie died in this world, I Should have thought of it."

"But what you lose now is only him."

Gojo Satoru's heart tightened suddenly: "What did you say?"

"What is it worth [Gojo Wu] to make such a big sacrifice?" The silver-haired young man grabbed Wujo Wu's hand that was pulling his collar. The strength from the wrist and the imperceptible tremor made Wujo Wu feel a little dazed. .

"Being an enemy of the entire magic world, betraying the beliefs of the past, pursuing illusory righteousness, mixing with disgusting curses, dying like a poor worm in a corner where no one cares about it, it doesn't look like a […] Gojo Satoru], right?"

Others were shocked when they heard it, but [Wujo Wu] continued as if nothing had happened, as if he was torturing himself, and continued: "Is he crazy? Is such a sacrifice worth it? Why..."

"Not just his best friend."

"His teacher, his only friends, his students."

"He couldn't just watch them disappear."

"Are these enough?"

Every time a word is mentioned, the corresponding person can't help but look away.

The night moth is on the right path, the house is in the glass, the wild rose Nagasaki, the black Huihui...

When [Wujo Wu] raised his head, everyone could see his current appearance clearly.

There was obviously no change in expression, but when she looked at him, she seemed to be trapped in a whirlpool of sadness, unable to escape.

And the fundus of those blue "six eyes" are just like that of Yuzu Yujin when he first met him, with a small windmill turning in it, faintly seeping blood and tears.

As soon as Yazawa Haruto's excitement passed and he recovered, the belated embarrassment almost took him out of this world.

Ah ha ha ha, did he just do something in the second class...

Help, how to clean up the mess after a public attack of the Second Second Disease! ［Crying Cat Head.jpg］

After seeing a group of people looking at him with complicated and distressed (?) eyes, Yazawa Haruto strengthened his heart that he would not lose his horse even if he was killed.

***

The next day, when the one-year trio got up for training in the morning, they all looked at each other's faces in unison.

All three of them had thick dark circles under their eyes.

Nagasaki Wild Rose was listless, and yawned very tiredly: "Ha-woo, I'm so sleepy."

"Ah, everyone didn't sleep well." Yujin Yuzhang seemed more lively, and took a bite of the sandwich with his right hand after speaking.

Nagasaki Wild Rose found a piece of lawn under the shade of a tree, sat down, rested her chin in one hand, and squinted at Yujin Knotabagi: "Isn't this nonsense, I've heard such information, who can sleep well, no see Do you even have dark circles under your cold face?"

"Whispering." Fu Heihui put on a speechless expression.

"Damn it, my perfect beauty sleep plan, the beautiful girl's face doesn't look hydrated and smooth anymore." Nagasaki Yaqiangwei took out the small mirror she carried with her, looked at herself, closed it and said with gritted teeth.

"Ahahaha," Yuzu Yuto rubbed the back of his head, "After all, everyone cares about what that [Teacher Wujo] said."

"...Ah." Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei responded, opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but fell silent again.

The three-person group fell into a period of silence for a year, except for the slightly cool breeze in the morning, shuttling among the branches and green leaves, and the "rustling" sound of the branches and leaves.

"I said, according to what he said, in that future, we're almost dead." Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei held her face, her eyes didn't know where to look, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

"That's right." Knotabagi Yujin replied.

Knotweed Yujin was lying on the lawn, and when he looked up, he saw the blue sky with clouds passing by from time to time.

He had just entered the high school, and although he had always heard that the death rate of conjurers was extremely high, to him, it was just a series of numbers, which could not be turned into real emotional resonance.

As for Yuzu Yujin, who has just started to enter the magic world, the current college life is still very comfortable and leisurely. Except for daily training and exorcising curses, it is no different from his life as an ordinary person in the past. .

But recalling what [Wujo Satoru] revealed, he was not surprised, on the contrary, he felt a strange sense of reality.

After all, this is who they are.

Whether it is the pursuit of "unequal death", Fuhei who believes that good will end well and evil will be rewarded with evil, or Nagasaki who wants to leave the small village in the countryside for some reason and come to live in a big city, or want others to get The normal dead self.

Everyone has their own creeds in their hearts, but they all do the same thing, that is to exorcise the curse and protect the world.

It is not difficult to understand that after encountering a strong enemy, they will die in defeat.

But ah...

"However, in such a future, the sacrifice of [Gojo Teacher] is really unacceptable." Knotabagi Yuhito murmured.

Megumi Fukuro, who was leaning against the tree, and Ye Qiangwei, who was sitting beside him, turned to look at him after hearing the words.

The young man with pink hair opened his palm to the sky and grasped it again: "If that is the future, then go and change it."

"Really, judging by his appearance, which is not much different in age from the unscrupulous teacher, you can tell that 'I' died very early, tsk, I haven't become a big star and become famous all over the world, how can I die like that, it's too embarrassing !" Nagasaki Wild Rose clenched her fists and frowned.

"Then become stronger, strong enough to break everything." Fu Heihui said firmly with his hands in his pockets.

Become strong enough to protect everything you want to protect.

"Damn it, I was preempted by Fu Hei to play cool again!!" Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei yelled loudly.

Knotweed · Brainless · Youruhito's hearty laughter sounded: "Hahahahaha, Fuhei is so cool!"

Fu Hei Unhappy Hui: "...I'm so annoying."

The singing of cicadas, early summer, and their youth.

At this moment, infinite brilliance bloomed.

And in the corner that neither Yazawa Haruto nor Makasei system paid attention to, the task progress bar that was originally hung on the subsystem panel, which was still gray, suddenly sprinted forward a large space and turned blue .

"The current world: the main world of A-8349 of "Shoushu O-Battle".

……

Commission completion progress: 40.00% [-].

It is detected that the host hidden task activation condition has been met, is it enabled?Please make a selection within 1 minute. "

"...1 minute is up, the host has not selected the option, choose to open the hidden task according to the default option."

"He who redeems others shall also be redeemed."

***

Yazawa Haruto had a dream again, dreaming that he was in the water, his limbs were tightly entangled by a big cat, and then he was strangled awake.

He stared blankly at the white ceiling above his head for a while, and then slowly moved his gaze down.

This feeling of suffocation has become very familiar in the past half a month.

Yazawa Haruto stared at Gojo Satoru who was sleeping soundly while hugging himself like a pillow, and gave up struggling.

The sleeping Gojo Satoshi was very much like the big white cat in the dream, but the weight was a bit unbearable, Yazawa Haruto felt like he was about to be crushed.

This guy, why do you have to share a bed with him...

Also, is it really necessary to work so hard?

Seeing the increasingly dark circles under Gojo Gojo's eyes, Yazawa Haruto didn't know what to say.

Maybe he was stimulated by what he said at the beginning. According to those children, the frequency of Wutiao's realization of tasks during this period is getting higher and higher day by day.

It's just that maybe he really found something. Gojo Satoru brought back a bunch of paper materials yesterday, and only went to bed after [-] o'clock in the morning.

Don't ask him how he knew, it means that Gojo Satoru didn't hold back his movements at all when he crawled on the bed, and woke him up abruptly.

Yazawa Haruto sighed secretly in his heart, and adjusted his posture gently to make the other party and himself more comfortable.

Lying down, the originally sober consciousness slowly became confused again, squinting his eyes, Yazawa Haruto simply returned to sleep.

When he woke up again, the big white cat that came crawling/on the bed in the middle of the night lay on his side with his head on his side in the posture of a delicate girl (?), and when he saw him wake up, he gave him a wink.

"Good morning, Wu-chan~"

Yazawa Haruto, who was eviled: It doesn't have to be.

In the past half a month, I have also figured out the Wujo Wu of the [Wujo Wu] temperament, and immediately interpreted his dislike at this time, before pretending to "beep": "What, when I woke up, I saw big things. Handsome boy, are you still not satisfied?"

From Gojo Satoru's words, I suddenly remembered the Internet buzzword, "Duck head, the avatar is me, dissatisfied?" Yazawa Haruto was so frightened that he almost lost his expression control, and he suppressed his hideous face, and then from Sit up on the bed.

Gojo Wu, who wanted to get closer, was pushed away by [Gojo Wu], and the other party said extremely coldly: "You have to squeeze a bed, do you have no money?"

Wujo Wu stretched out his right hand, shaking his index finger up and down: "Hey, people just think that Wu-chan is cold and cold when hugged, it's so comfortable."

"Turn on the air conditioner when it's hot." [Gojo Satoru] replied without thinking.

"It's so unfeeling—" Gojo Satoru dragged out the ending, "By the way, I'm going on a business trip today, and I'll leave my lovely students to you."

[Gojo Satoru], who faintly smelled the dangerous atmosphere, paused, then nodded.

Yazawa Haruto heaved a sigh of relief after seeing Gojo Gojo go out. Although he is a gold medal actor, his pressure can be imagined when he has little knowledge of the world.

Especially living with Gojo Satoru, who is very wise and close to a demon, he is always on guard, for fear that if he makes a mistake, the other party will notice that something is wrong.

More than half a month has passed, and Yazawa Haruto still failed to contact the vest system, otherwise he would not be so passive with the help of the vest system who knows the plot.

Yazawa Haruto let out a breath, didn't think too much, opened the door of the dormitory and walked out.

For some reason, the people in the high school did not report the existence of [Gojo Satoru] in the parallel world. gymnastics.

The theoretical knowledge part is just to catch the ducks on the shelves, holding a bunch of introductory knowledge books and copying it mechanically, but the effect of the gymnastics teaching is unexpectedly good.

This made him a little curious about which worlds he had been to before.

But today, the one-year trio seems to have received a task from above, and Yidizhi Jiegao is the auxiliary supervisor of this task.

The existence of [Gojo Satoru] was not known to the other party. When the other party was not paying attention, Yazawa Haruto quietly asked Fukuroi to come to him and handed him a whistle.

"When in danger, throw it out."

Fu Heihui reached out to take the whistle, nodded silently, but paused slightly when he touched [Wujo Satoru]'s hand.

Teacher Wutiao's hands seem a little too cold?

... Illusion.

One year the trio boarded the car to go to the scene of the accident.

Yidizhi Jiegao drove the car, looked at their youthful and pure faces through the rearview mirror in the car, and sighed in his heart, "It's still a group of children".

But there is no way, even if it is just a child's magician, it must go to the front line to fight.

Yidizhi Jiegao didn't know what kind of hell he brought these three students to.

Long after the incident ended, his heart has been surrounded by guilt and grief.