Vest hunting system

[Gojo Satoru] casually throws a bag of Kikufu over.

"Don't worry about my plan." He folded his arms and looked ahead, even when facing himself ten years ago, he still held the strength that would not retreat.

"Understood." Gojo Satoru took the gift bag, and replied perfunctorily to another self's repeated reminders: "I actually bought Xijiufu, thinking that I would always give me cheap melon seeds and candies for display in the dormitory hall .”

He didn't expect that when 'himself' had a good intention, the King of Curses glanced at him, and only choked back two words: "Passing by."

"Don't be so indifferent, I said that I am looking forward to your plan, why are you worried that I will make trouble?"

Gojo Satoru lazily changed to a more convenient eating position: "You should trust me, I will be bribed after eating your Kikufu."

He didn't regard the person in front of him as his future, and Gojo Satoru at this time would not hide his arrogance, firmly believing that he would not handle everything in the future worse than [Gojo Satoru].

The man named King of Curses smiled. He looked at Wujo Satoru and smiled mockingly: "Of course I believe you, I believe you—I want to use me as an experiment."

The two looked at each other, Wujo Wu tilted his head, and generously admitted: "Yes, that's right."

"All curses include the entire magic world, if everything can be destroyed..." Gojo Wu's eyes behind the sunglasses showed uncontrollable excitement: "I will be very happy too."

From the first night he was replaced, he had a conversation with his true self who became the king of curses.

Unlike the doppelgänger who lives in disguise during the day, [Gojo Satoru] claims that he really comes from a whole world.

When Kashima Kiyoshi didn't know it, he was teetering on the verge of overturning.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, relayed the news Kashima Kiyoshi told him, and continued to stimulate the curse spirit in front of him: "Have you ever thought about a possibility?"

He said slowly: "You, like him, are not in a complete world."

"It doesn't matter if you mentioned the false five articles that you didn't recognize, or you revealed it to me, or the crazy world you lived in until the end. To me, you are all right."

Gojo Satoru swallowed the last mouthful of Kikufuku: "You think it's fake because his reaction is enough to make people puzzled, obviously not enough for 'Gojo Satoru', but have you ever thought that the world you experienced is so magical in the end? Something happened—is itself a mirror world?"

"He's a doppelganger, and you're not much better, a lunatic from another mirror world."

At the end of Wujo Satoru's speech, he raised his head, grinned, provocatively, and applauded the reasoning that he thought was almost perfect.

Very well, Kashima Kiyoshi who almost overturned was dragged back from the cliff by Gojo Satoru.

Unexpectedly, [Gojo Satoru] was not irritated by this brat, he said flatly: "It would be better if the world I live in is a mirror world."

The next moment, the corners of [Wujo Wu]'s mouth opened to the maximum, and his mood suddenly changed. He laughed exaggeratedly, and his faint madness was comparable to that of the two-faced Nuo whose fingers he swallowed.

"Hahaha..." There was a sense of desolation in the piercing laugh, which sent chills down the spine.

A bird twittered and flew away in the distance, his laughter gradually weakened, and he wiped away some tears from the corners of his eyes: "Anyway, you don't want to interfere with my plan."

"Become a good boy for the time being."

Xia Youjie was in a good mood. He instructed the mantra to clean the room, and the decreasing temperature in his eyes reappeared: "I didn't expect Wu to like to eat this kind of food."

Xia Youjie put all the remaining cans of herring at the door of Gojo Wu's bedroom.

He smiled and said: "When he recovers, we must let him eat all of it."

Xia Youjie, who had long been accustomed to the curse orb, was not afraid of the smell, but was more interested in seeing Wujo Wu being deflated.

Kashima shrinks to the farthest point, on the one hand, to avoid the curse spirit, and on the other hand, he feels instinctively dangerous to Xia Youjie, who is full of vicious humor.

Sure enough, he knew Gojo Satoru's purpose, hiss, and insisted on spoofing, as expected of Gojo Satoru's best friend, they were all terrifying men.

"Okay, let's talk while we're free now? Kashima-kun."

Xia Youjie tied up his hair casually, leaving some broken hair on his shoulders. He took two bottles of soda and sat down.

Kashima Kiyoshi sat upright, his slackness disappeared, and he returned to work: "It's about Mr. Gojo."

Other than that, they don't have much to talk about either.

"No." Xia Youjie shook his head.

"Don't worry, Wu, I've already thought of a way."

Kashima Kiyoshi's eyes lit up: "What way?"

"Well...for the time being, it's just an idea." Xia Youjie waved his hand and said briefly: "I will definitely tell you when the time comes."

Lu Daoqing didn't ask anymore, he knew how reliable Xia Youjie was, so he turned to ask the question he had just provoked: "If it wasn't for this matter, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Conjurers and ordinary people, what do you think?"

Xia Youjie's smile faded, and he became serious: "No matter which side you are on, you will subconsciously take sides with your own perspective. I want to know what a purely neutral person would say."

He was so desperate for an answer to that question.

Anyway, Kashima Kiyoshi will leave with the content of the chat with him after completing the task soon.

Faced with Xia Youjie's question, Kashima Kiyoshi had a feeling of "finally asking", and quickly relaxed: "How should I say it?"

He propped his face, and sat in front of Xia Youjie in a relaxed posture: "It's not fair."

"I find it very unfair to conjurers."

Kashima Kiyoshi felt this way starting from the drawn [Conjurer Basics].

Forcibly let a very small number of conjurers pay for the grievances of billions of ordinary people, why?

Little welfare, poor treatment, and high death rate. What kind of charity is this?

"Learning from the vigilante in the comics?" Kashima Kiyoshi couldn't help but sneered: "But the vigilante also had the wrong choice from the very beginning, but the conjurer didn't have this choice."

It is not ruled out that there are people who become conjurers and then switch to ordinary people's jobs, but they are also the first to become conjurers before they decide to change jobs.

What makes Kashima Kiyoshi most dissatisfied is that the students of the high school need to perform tasks.

"Teens and minors, even if they are accompanied by a teacher, it is not suitable to take them to the front line prematurely." Kashima Kiyoshi did not understand: "You have a magic club, the high-level people in it should be yours. Head strength, why do they perform missions less frequently than students?"

it is ridiculous.

"Why do you take it for granted that conjurers must protect ordinary people?"

Kiyoshi Kashima exhaled and spoke his thoughts.

A little confused about what he was criticizing, he said the excitement, his tone revealed a bit harsh: "Xia Youjie, have you ever thought that your ideas are too selfish for your body and mind."

Ka Daoqing saw the shadow of his past in Xia Youjie.

Being too obsessed with a certain idea for a long time will lead to tense nerves all of a sudden when encountering something that is inconsistent with the idea.

"Aren't there too many complicated things in the world?" Kashima Qing didn't understand, and he said to Xia Youjie angrily, "It would be too ridiculous to blindly believe that all things in the world must be allowed by a certain concept." gone."

"...Sorry." Kashima Kiyoshi suddenly calmed down, his throat was a little thirsty, and he fell back on the sofa all at once, and said wearily, "I'm so excited."

He shouldn't have said that to someone he didn't know well.

Xia Youjie's inquiry almost turned into Kashima Kiyoshi's uncontrollable self-exposing of his scars.

Kashima Kiyoshi glanced at the phone: "I'm a little sleepy, good night."

After finding a reason casually, he walked back to the room quickly.

Their second separate conversation still broke up unhappy.

In the impenetrable space and interior, the faint candlelight is flickering, and one after another paper doors are randomly floating in the air.

It was the regular gathering of the high-level executives of the Magic Society again, and no one spoke for the time being in the eerie and cramped space.

"Ahem, cough, that mission failed?"

Suddenly, a dying voice, like a broken wind, came from the paper door floating in the middle, opening the first topic of the meeting.

Another hoarse voice sounded: "Gojo Satoru did arrive at the hospital, but he quickly got rid of the curse spirit and left."

"I just said that kid is unreliable." The rough voice at the beginning said again: "Do you believe any rumor? Gojo Satoru said it himself."

The hoarse old man shot back: "I just don't want to let go of any chance, and besides, I have personally met that kid, and I am sure he has some way to assassinate Gojo Satoru."

This person is the old man who "invited" Kashima Kiyoshi to the other courtyard at home.

"How do you know he has a way?" The rough voice raised a bit: "If we want to kill Gojo Satoru, we must be sure that there is a 100% success rate. Now he is a curse spirit who kills without batting an eye! I still recommend Use a conservative approach.”

"You've said it's a curse spirit, so how can you protect yourself against the curse spirit?"

Seeing that the two elders were about to quarrel, the peaceful voice behind the third paper door came out to persuade: "Okay, we all have the same goal, so stop arguing."

The speaker obviously had more authority than the two elders. After he finished speaking, the room returned to silence.

"Gojo Satoru has become a curse and must be killed. This is our unshirkable responsibility as conjurers, but you have disagreements on the specific method. If this is the case, why not try a compromise method? .”

——"Bring that Kashima Kiyoshi over here, let's meet him together."

Kashima Kiyoshi didn't want to deal with the magic society.

The last time he agreed to cooperate, it was just for fun, or it was more appropriate to use it. After he was sure that the spell would be useless, he quickly kicked them away.

Conjuration Club: Something seems wrong.

After hearing Kashima Kiyoshi's rejection of their invitation at the beginning, the Conjuration Society still hadn't reacted, until they sent several messages in succession without replying, and they suddenly realized——someone dared to use them!

In the end, Ka Daoqing's repeated rejections caused him to be blocked at the door of his house when Xia Youjie was not around.

"Mr. Kashima, the Jujutsu Association sincerely hopes that you will accept our invitation."

Zenyuan even put his hands behind his back: "Please?"