On the Compatibility of Spells and Death

As a cadre of the port mafia, Nakahara Chuya has experienced various things, but he has never been as surprised as he is now.

It was not the first time he encountered this kind of monster that suddenly appeared and didn't know what it was invisible to ordinary people, but he never thought that there was a human face under that hideous and pale mask.

Such a change made Zhong Yuan Zhong also stunned for a while.

He turned his head to look at the boy who was walking towards this side, and after hearing those words, he also raised his hand to give the last blow to the monster that suddenly attacked him and his subordinates.

Looking at the light spots slowly flying towards the sky like fireflies, after a while, Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at the boy who had stopped by his side again.

I always feel a little familiar...

"Do you know what that is?"

Kuchiki Sakiya said "hmm": "That is what the soul of a human being turns into after death. In the words of the world, it should be regarded as a kind of evil spirit."

"That's right."

Zhong Yuanzhong also expressed understanding, thinking of it and some guys he met before, subconsciously asked: "Is there any difference between this guy and those guys without masks?"

Kuchiki Sakiya did not answer him immediately, but looked at him carefully before asking, "Isn't it a magician?"

"Ah... not."

Although he hadn't dealt with him face-to-face, Nakahara had heard rumors about conjurers and the like. He looked at his young man and asked, "Are you a conjurer?"

"For the time being, he is an ordinary person."

He thought for a while, leaned closer, and stared into Nakahara Chuya's eyes: "What about you?"

The sudden approach made Zhong Yuan Zhong also take a step back, suddenly being stared at so frankly and curiously, even he found it a bit difficult to deal with: "...It's not something important, is it?"

"Ok?"

"It's a supernatural being, don't come over here! - Idiot!"

Nakahara Chuya reached out to push Kuchiki Sakiya away, but he took two steps to the side first, avoiding the opponent's hand, and said with a smile: "Are you shy?"

"No!"

Zhong Yuanzhong retorted without thinking, and was ashamed to be asked, his brows twitched: "Who the hell are you?"

"Ordinary people."

He blinked innocently, saying that he was chatting with Nakahara Zhongya, but actually he was thinking about something else in his heart.

Generally speaking, in order to prevent people in this world from being harmed by falsehoods that appear from time to time, Seireitei has arranged death gods stationed in the world to protect them in various regions.

It's been a while since just now, and he hasn't even seen the shadow of Death...

Could it be that he was killed?

Generally speaking, the god of death stationed in the present world should not be considered weak. If it is really killed by Xu, maybe there is a difficult guy to deal with.

Well... But he shouldn't have to worry about anything, after all, Seireitei should consider this and send a reliable god of death over.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Kuchiki Sakiya didn't intend to stay here for a long time, and said goodbye to Nakahara Chuya with a smile.

After trotting for two steps, he turned around as if he had thought of something, and waved to Zhong Yuanzhong who was still standing there: "That's right, if you are a child, be careful on the way back!"

"--what!?"

The veins on Nakahara Chuya's forehead had already started to throb: "Who do you call a child!"

It's a pity that no one responded to him, Kuchiki Sakiya had already run away.

He could only calm himself down, raised the brim of his hat, turned around and walked in the direction just now, halfway through, he took out his cell phone from his pocket with a look of astonishment as if he had thought of something.

"——It's that guy!!!"

There is a photo on the phone. In the photo, the boy's appearance is a little blurry, but he can still be seen clearly.

That head of smooth black hair was tied into a high ponytail and tied behind his head. There was a slight smile on Junxiu's face, and those gray-purple eyes were looking at the camera, probably looking at the camera. This photo guy.

This is a netizen from Zhongye Zhongyuan.

In other words, this is the completely unknowing "face-to-face" between them.

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Probably because Kuchiki Sakiya was very repulsive yesterday, so Sakai Jinta didn't force him to go to Sakai Hon's house to apologize to the old man.

However, this should not have taken into account his mood, but worried that he would still have this attitude after he went to the main house, so as to anger the head of the Sakai family.

Traditional families have always been more rigid than ordinary families, not to mention the Sakai family, which can be said to be rigid in terms of etiquette. Letting people who refuse to admit their mistakes pass by is simply pouring fire on the whole thing. Oil.

Sakai Jinta would not do this, and Kuchiki Sakiya was of course happy. After lunch, he bid farewell to Sakai Yoko.

He was in no hurry to return to Tokyo.

After leaving Sakai's house, Kuchiki Sakiya went to the place where he had an appointment with Yoshino Junpei last night.

The most important thing for him today is to find out the situation of this child.

"Sakai, I'm over here."

Probably looking forward to someone like himself, Yoshino Junpei came a lot earlier than expected today. He ordered a cup of coffee and sat there quietly waiting for a long time.

When he finally saw Kuchiki Sakiya, he couldn't help but stood up and waved to him.

This kind of behavior will naturally attract the attention of the people in the coffee shop, Yoshino Junpei realized this, and immediately sat back in his seat embarrassedly.

"You look much more energetic than yesterday." Kuchiki Sakiya sat down and looked at the boy sitting opposite: "Are you relieved?"

"It can't be said that it is..." He looked at the edge of the coffee cup, and rubbed his thumb against the wall of the cup lightly; "It's just that there seems to be more color."

"Also, I want to be able to figure this out."

"Then wait for him to come."

Thinking of how after leaving the beach last night, he called Gojo Satoru again and was complained severely by the other party, Kuchiki Sakiya was actually a little worried that he would not come back today.

So when he finally saw that figure, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You were almost late, Wutiao."

"It was almost, but not late."

Gojo Gojo shook his index finger, walked straight to his side and sat down, indifferently said: "Anyway, it's within the tolerance range, so there's no problem, right?"

Kuchiki Sakiya just glanced at him, and finally decided not to worry about this kind of thing: "This kid is the one I mentioned to you yesterday."

"Let me see."

Although he was always considered to be a fool, Gojo Satoru had never lost the chain in business matters, so he turned his attention to Yoshino Junpei who was sitting opposite him.

The young man who was still wondering how the other party saw things while wearing a blindfold seemed to feel his gaze at this moment, and his whole body tensed up, becoming a little uneasy.

Gojo Satoru didn't look at it for a long time, and quickly withdrew his gaze: "It is indeed possible and there is nothing wrong with it."

"So it's really magic power?"

"Yes!" He nodded.

Kuchiki Sakiya looked at Yoshino Junpei: "Then, you decide for yourself."

"Decided what?" Yoshino Junpei was taken aback, but hadn't recovered from the stiffness just now.

Gojo Satoru accepted the words: "Of course, do you want to become a magician?"

"If you want, you can go back to the high school with me today."

Yoshino Junpei learned some related things from Kuchiki Sakiya yesterday, so he didn't understand anything. After hearing his words, he subconsciously looked at Kuchiki Sakiya, as if wanting to Ask for his opinion.

"It's better for you to decide for yourself." He put down the coffee cup and said with a smile, "See if you want to change your current life."

The boy was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and finally made up his mind: "Then, well..."

"In this case, you can go back to Tokyo with us in a while!" Seeing that he agreed, Gojo Satoshi happily made such a decision.

Yoshino Junpei hesitated, hesitantly said: "I want to go home and have a good talk with my mother, so today may not be possible..."

"Then someone will pick you up tomorrow."

"Yes, I have caused you trouble!"

Yoshino Junpei thanked the two, and looked back and forth between them: "I forgot to ask before, is Sakai-kun also studying in that high school?"

Kuchiki Saki pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Hmm..." He nodded shyly.

"No, I'm in an ordinary school." When Kuchiki Sakiya tilted his head, a strand of black hair jumped from his shoulder to his chest: "I'm different from you, I don't have the ability to do that."

"But, you can see those too."

"This matter is actually quite complicated."

The reason why he can see it is because the soul in the body is Kuchiki Sakiya, so it is impossible to become a so-called magician.

Moreover, Kuchiki Sakiya was originally the god of death, and becoming a magician did not benefit him much.

"In short, although this guy is unreliable, it should be better to go to the high school."

The existence of conjurers is rare. Once there is a possibility of becoming a conjurer, people in their field will indeed devote themselves to cultivating them. Therefore, for the situation of Yoshino Junpei to the high school, Kuchiki Sakiya basically I won't worry about it.

"Um……"

Compared to Yoshino Junpei who behaved normally, Gojo Satoru had a great reaction to Kuchiki Sakuya's statement: "Sakiya, isn't it too much for you to say that?"

"Have it?"

"Yes, I hung up on my phone yesterday!"

He started to turn over the old score with Kuchiki Sakiya, before this matter became more troublesome, Kuchiki Sakiya picked up the fork leaning on the plate, cut a large piece of the cake and handed it to the other party .

"give you to eat."

Gojo Satoru was talking, when the cake was handed over, a smear of cream was naturally on his lips, he opened his mouth and ate the cake without thinking, and at the same time, he put all the words that came into his mouth with the cake swallowed.

"Good boy, good boy."

Kuchiki Sakiya touched his head, as if he was stroking a big cat, Gojo Satoru pressed his shoulders with his own body, and lowered his head to look down: "Who is the child, Saki Mi?"

"You."

The interaction between the two fell into Yoshino Junpei's eyes. He was a little worried at first, but now his mood became more subtle.

I always feel...so complicated.