Vest hunting system

Wujo Wu stretched his long legs and sat casually on the tombstone. The sparse drizzle was passively resisted by a layer of infinite passive resistance, and his whole body was still dry.

His long white eyelashes trembled slightly, Gojo Satoru stared at the forest in front of him, his gorgeous blue eyes didn't move a bit, and he ignored the people who came up.

Holding an umbrella, Kiyoshi Kashima spoke first to break the silence: "He didn't kill any more people."

If he doesn't ask Gojo Satoru to figure it out, Gojo Satoru won't cooperate with him to complete the last mission. After losing the skill card, Kashima Kiyoshi is running out of time, and he can't keep fooling around in front of those old ghosts from the magic club.

Kashima Kiyoshi walked over holding an umbrella: "You and the one lying here—" He looked down and scanned the empty grave they had piled up together for [Gojo Satoru], "You all know in your heart that he can't persuade you back."

Gojo Satoru ignored him, and after a while he casually said, "Did you find out?"

"Because most of them weren't involved, it took a little more effort. But it's a matter of the old guys with the most power."

Kashima Kiyoshi originally thought that the urgent task Xia Youjie received was the result of the collusion of the upper echelons of the Magic Society.

Unexpectedly, the result was unexpected. These idiots were not so stupid that they could not be cured.

They didn't even say much about the idle 99 oil base, how could they think of pushing Xia Youjie, a labor force, outside.

The intuition was wrong, and Kashima Kiyoshi dug deeper, and the old fox's tail was finally exposed after Xia Youjie was officially pronounced as a curse master.

"No, it's not just this emergency mission, but also the second-year intelligence error last time."

It is estimated that it was a plan that was originally thought up, and it was just Kashima Kiyoshi incidentally.

Gojo Satoru suddenly recalled a conversation he had with Kashima Kiyoshi, and thought of the spell club he claimed to have been honest with himself for a long time.

Tsk, my face hurts.

All the things are connected by a thread, Gojo Satoru understood: "Last year's astral body incident...?"

Kiyoshi Kashima advised him to look away: "Maybe earlier."

Faced with this comfort, Gojo Satoru became even more depressed.

Xia Youjie probably guessed something, so he never even thought about calling the police.

It's useless at all, the little old men of the Spell Club have a lot of contacts, let alone two orphans in a remote village, even if one or two people die in an inconspicuous place in Tokyo, no one cares.

Those who want to use him are always more thoughtful than he thinks.

But Xia Youjie couldn't say no, not just because of the righteousness in his heart and the two abused little girls in front of him.

He glanced at Kashima Kiyoshi without leaving a trace, chose to follow his heart, and let the curse spirit in his body break through his shackles and summon him.

Gojo Satoru doesn't want to recall the scene that day, it will make him feel very powerless, and he can't help being angry at Kashima Kiyoshi for watching.

"I want to go back." He closed his eyes to relieve his emotions, and exhaled the depression in his heart.

Opening his eyes again, he smiled at Kiyoshi Kashima and said, "It's a happy cooperation."

The relationship between the two seemed to be restored, and Gojo Satoru took the initiative to shake hands.

In the blink of an eye, one of the two well-known super-level conjurers in the conjuration world turned into a curse spirit and fell, and the other betrayed and became a curse master. It is embarrassing.

At home, he found a random smoking area and sat down, took out a lady's cigarette with his left hand, and touched his pocket with his right hand, only to realize that he forgot to bring a lighter.

The usual expressionless laziness disappeared, and she looked a little impatient, and the momentary desire for cigarettes made her eager to find a fire source to light a cigarette.

"Kata."

A hand with sharp bones appeared in front of him, holding a lighter with a small flame to help him light a cigarette.

"Long time no see, Xia You."

As for the curse master who is now frightening, she glanced at the crowd in front of her again and stopped paying attention, her indifferent face did not show any emotion.

"Long time no see." Xia Youjie, who had his head half tied up in a bun and his black hair loosely draped over his shoulders, didn't have a smile on his face.

Xia Youjie finished smoking a cigarette with Jia Ruozi, and when she wanted to take out another cigarette, Xia You suddenly said, "Quit."

Jia Ruozi played with the cigarette in his hand: "Quit smoking, try again later."

"Do you have any plans?" Jia Ruozi chatted coldly about homework: "In the future?"

Xia Youjie stood up, obviously preparing to leave: "I'll talk about the future, but whether it's the school or the parents, I won't go back for the time being."

At home, Ru Nizi poked and held the mobile phone in his pocket and asked, "Hey, the school is easy to explain, what will your parents say?"

Xia Youjie doesn't care: "A business trip or my death, it's up to you."

Jia Ruozi witnessed the green light on the opposite side of the road, and Xia Youjie disappeared among the crowd.

She instinctively dialed the phone that should have been unanswered, and the notes showed - five.

Gojo Satoru's mobile phone is temporarily placed on Kashima Kiyoshi, and after the traverser disappears, all information contacting Gojo Satoru will be sent to this mobile phone in Kashima Kiyoshi's hand.

The two who had just decided to go find Xia Youjie saw their mobile phone ringing suddenly, and the note displayed on it was that the house was in the glass.

Gojo Gojo raised his chin: "Answer the phone."

On the streets of downtown Tokyo, there are endless crowds every day.

Enduring the stench of the monkeys, Xia Youjie walked between them with a displeased expression.

"Jay."

Wujo Wu suddenly stood not far behind Xia Youjie, and quickly caught up.

The vast sea of ​​people has become the background, which is automatically blurred in Wujo Wu's eyes.

Xia Youjie, who was in a complicated mood, was at the top of his emotions at this moment.

Xia Youjie stopped.

He heard his voice.

After a month, he heard Gojo Satoru's voice again.

Xia Youjie resisted the urge to turn back: "If you want to kill, kill it."

Gojo Satoru had already made the "Chi" gesture, and slowly lowered his arms weakly.

"Everything you do counts."

The words Xia Youjie couldn't help but say were like recycled fate discs, which looked exactly the same as [Wujo Satoru] that day.

Xia Youjie overlapped with another figure of himself.

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

In an instant, all clues formed a closed circle.

He understood——[Wujo Satoru] flapped the butterfly wings for the purpose of self-destruction, creating the weak wind at this time.

Gojo Wu stood where he was and let Xia Youjie leave.

Kiyoshi Kashima stood opposite the intersection, watching Gojo Satoru who was not far away remained indifferent.

[Drip——It is detected that the target [Wujo Satoru] has successfully returned, and the task is completed. 】

[Sub-quest failed, Nourish, Nourish... Sub-quest cancelled]

[The host will leave the anti-world in 3 minutes, please be prepared. 】

Hui Yuanxiong's branch line was canceled, which proved a guess of Kashima Kiyoshi, and he was not surprised at all.

But this time there is only a 3-minute stay?

Most likely the system wanted to punish him after he went back.

Originally thought there were still three days to say goodbye, but now the time was shortened suddenly, so he had no choice but to go to Gojo Satoru and ask him the most itchy question.

"Are we really friends?"

Gojo Satoru saw that he was about to leave, half true or false: "It can be, Mr. Singer."

There was deep meaning in his eyes, and after he had figured everything out, he analyzed the reason why Kiyoshi Kashima in the village was watching the play.

What a non-interfering world.

"Are you unable to interfere with the world or are you agreeing with Jie's ideas?"

When Kashima Kiyoshi thought about the last mission, he had a good memory, and he would remember what Gojo Satoru said ten years later.

Unable to change Gojo Satoru's attitude in the first mission, Kashima Kiyoshi followed the misunderstanding and replied: "Both."

"In terms of work, I can't interfere. Personally, I agree with him."

Kashima Kiyoshi, who tried hard to pretend to be a villain, showed the strength of the second disease, and temporarily bluffed Gojo Satoru with the temperament of the second disease.

"Personally, I really want to see what the world will look like after it is destroyed." Kiyoshi Kashima raised the corner of his mouth, and estimated that 3 minutes would be up: "Time is the least important thing for me, see you in ten years, my friend .”

"Ten years? You wait."

Gojo Satoru had something else to ask, Kashima Kiyoshi had already felt the anti-world's rejection of him, and gradually backed away.

"May the world bless you." Kiyoshi Kashima had a whim, put his right hand on his shoulder, and slightly tilted his waist. After getting up, the method of leaving was the same as last time.

With the help of the system, all pedestrians on the road ignored the special effects around Kiyoshi Kashima.

The fragments were scattered and refracted, the silver liquid light entwined the boy with different pupils, the fragmented glass floated and gathered, plunged into the darkness, and disappeared without a trace.

Anti-world, timeline-zheyu, correction completed.

The world consciousness began to adjust the deviation, smoothing out all the abrupt bumps caused by hunting the traversers.

Back in the familiar environment of the real world, Kiyoshi Kashima collapsed on the sofa at home, and licked Garfield, who would appear out of thin air with him.

Kashima Kiyoshi did not check the system messages, and after a long silence, he slowly said: "Let my emotions towards Wujo Wu escalate to the peak in the conflict, Xia Youjie has long thought of using this method to see Wujo Wu."

"It turned out to be such a method." Rubbing the bridge of his nose: "No wonder I asked him earlier, and kept it secret."

After smoothing the hair on the back of the system several times, Kiyoshi Kashima was a little confused: "Good guys, bad guys...it's really complicated."

Against the World, 2017.

The later stage of the Hyakki Night Walk incident.

Most of the Tokyo High School was destroyed, Xia Youjie's hair was scattered, and he was half lying in an alley, his image was unprecedented.

Because of the excessive bleeding, Xia Youjie's eyes were a little dizzy, and a double image appeared when he saw Wujo Wu standing in front of him.

The two were chatting one after the other.

"Did you see him not long ago?"

Gojo Satoru sat next to Xia Youjie, with his back against the wall: "The appearance has hardly changed."

"Time is really amazing."

Xia Youjie felt a little regretful: "It's been ten years, and the experience at that time felt like Alice in Wonderland."

Gojo Satoru didn't like those days, he frowned and retorted: "What Alice, that feeling of powerlessness is obviously terrible."

Xia Youjie couldn't help laughing a few times, laughing and coughing up some blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

Gojo Satoru stood up, his face regained his indifference: "It's the last moment."

Xia Youjie looked up and joked with a smile, "You're talking about cursing..."

His smile stiffened on his face.

Ten years ago, a conversation he thought was unintentional in the high school office suddenly reappeared in his mind.

Kashima Kiyoshi's appearance after the disguise has no characteristics, and the face is so ordinary that it is blurred in memory.

But at that time, the strong malice in Lu Daoqing's eyes was very clear, which impressed Xia Youjie so deeply that ten years later, he still couldn't forget it.

【"Xia Youjie, live on."

"I have to live no matter what."]

Gojo Satoru pointed his fingers at Xia Youjie, and with the approach of death, after entering the countdown, the feeling that something was wrong became stronger and stronger.

Xia Youjie clearly felt that he was transforming like a curse spirit, his fingers turned black, the bones in his body creaked, and the magic power that was close to drying up began to churn, gushing out like a spring.

He was cursed by Kiyoshi Kashima!

Xia Youjie wanted to stop this process, but it was too late. The cunning curse took advantage of the loophole and launched it in the last three seconds of Wujo Wu's attack.

Gojo Satoru's attack was approaching.

He didn't want to become a curse spirit.

[Time 5min] Remaining volume: 3s

For the first time after the transfer, I sensed the host's strong desire to survive after his life was in danger, and the skill was passively activated.

[World Consciousness Blocking - 1, 24, 97... Blocking Failure - Skill Activation]

The time on the skill card jumps, and only the last second is left.

[Host confirms survival! 】

【Serious warning!The host is being attacked by traversers—resistance failed]

[[Time 5min] remaining amount: 0, host status: stagnant]

Kashima Kiyosu sneezed twice on the sofa.

"System, what was my punishment for changing the world line in the last mission?"

The system was silent, feeling that the anti-world's world line had been disrupted in an instant since 2017, and was speechless for a while.

Kashima Kiyoshi hadn't thought that he would change so many timelines by mistake.

The world consciousness gritted its teeth and released the task, looking for the nearest anti-world entry time point.

[Three days later, the host starts a mandatory punishment mission]

[If the task fails, the host will be executed with "existence erasure"]