Is the most powerful spell being taught by my brother-in-law to be a man today?

Summer is over.

Immediately afterwards, autumn ushered in nothing new, accompanied by endless, boring, uninteresting, day-to-day work.

Occasionally, well, often, Gojo Satoru wants those annoying rotten oranges to fall into eternal sleep, with a pickle or something... No, maybe it really takes action, just need He.

Not long after graduating, the young man who originally had great ambitions to cultivate the next generation of the magic world and eradicate the rotten oranges from the root, now has a pure white head hanging down with a pair of big eyes. With long legs, she sits indistinctly by the flower bed not far from the school training ground.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the first-year students he was leading from a distance from the corner of his eye, and his mood gradually became more and more depressed under their pecking each other's practice.

So weak, even weaker than Diva.

It can be said that he was a genius from birth, and even the companions who grew up with him were all as strong as the sky-defying young man sighed.

Then his thoughts inevitably diverged, and at this time Gojo Satoru, who was already well-deserved with the strongest spells, became worried.He wondered if there was something wrong with the path he chose. According to the growth rate of these youngsters, maybe others may not be able to witness the reformation of the magic world in their later years.

Wujo Wu, who was a teacher for the first time, couldn't help complaining subconsciously in his heart.

How long does this take to teach, like they only needed to...

Then the thoughts came to this point and were consciously cut off roughly and stopped abruptly.

"Five, five teachers..."

In the eyes of the students, the teacher who was bored and fishing for fish suddenly stood up straight, and he didn't look much older than them. The young teacher wrapped in a strange white bandage teleported over with his lips pursed, and suddenly announced ruthlessly that today would be Training news.

Students: "??!" Why? !

Gojo Satoru looked exactly like a devil at this time: "It was because I was too weak, you guys."

Students: All right, they are used to it. After all, it depends on who is strong or weak...so they have to be patient...tolerate...forget it!

"Wow—Mr. Ye Moth, Mr. Wutiao is bullying us QAQ again!!!" The students scattered and complained.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Of course he was trained.

Even because of repeated admonitions, Gojo Satoru received the most severe warning from the Noctua Moth.

"Wu, if you are so impatient again, don't stay in school as a teacher, go on a mission and don't come back." Ye Mozheng looked at his former student, and saw that although he had a stinky face, he was still honest. He actually stood in front of himself and listened to the teaching, and finally softened his tone: "And compared to letting them improve their strength quickly, have you forgotten what you want to do? Just train them blindly, and nothing will change in the end."

"Can……"

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth and closed it again.

Ye Mozheng frowned and asked him: "What are you anxious about? No, or ask you this way, what are you afraid of?"

The teenager who was questioned showed a rare look of bewilderment.

After a long silence, only the white-haired boy said in a hoarse voice: "...you have to have the strength to live first. If you are too weak, you won't even be able to save it in time."

Ye Mo Zhengdao was slightly taken aback, he thought Gojo Satoru was talking about Tennei Riko.

"Although the child has fallen into a coma and doesn't know when he will wake up, he is still alive. Now, you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to be comforted, he hummed indiscriminately when he heard the words, and after saying goodbye, he turned his head and slipped out of the school.

When he was leaving school, he happened to meet Yarui Niuzi who had just returned from a mission.

With obvious dark circles under her eyes, the girl greeted Gojo Gojo lazily: "Yo, long time no see, Wujo."

Gojo Satoru stopped his aimless pace, as if he had finally found something to divert his attention, he replied enthusiastically, and even chatted with her for a long time after one of the former curse high trio left Lai: "Welcome back, Nitro, how's work going?" He even noticed that Jiajin's hair seemed to grow long.

"Wow, you have long hair, it's very nice." The white-haired boy curled his lips, as if talking about family matters sincerely.

The family entered the glass but frowned in disgust: it's so fake.

But she was too lazy to break the illusion of peace at this time, and casually followed his words: "Well, someone told me that I look better with long hair."

She nodded, ready to leave.Unexpectedly, Wujo Wu finally found someone who could divert his attention, so how could he let her go so easily.

"Who? Boyfriend?" He bent his eyes and asked enthusiastically, like a gossip.

Originally, all he had to do was to perfunctory him, and he would be able to get away from him in no time.But for some reason, the girl who has also become a teacher stopped her pace. She thought for a long time in silence, then turned her head to look at Wujo Wu, and said calmly: "I don't remember, Wujo." Before Wu could react, he asked him back, "Do you still remember?"

At this time, the seemingly normal atmosphere was broken, and the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop to freezing point at an unimaginable speed.

Of course Gojo Satoru didn't remember either.

But the corners of his lips drooped, but his tone was still casual.

"How can I remember your personal affairs?"

Jia Ruozi nodded when he heard the words, ended the topic as he wished in a bad mood, and left.

Gojo Satoru's six ice-blue eyes under the bandage stared at the back of his old friend leaving without warmth. After viciously infecting his old friend with his bad mood and hurting each other, he found that he was still...very angry.

That's right, it's hot for no reason.

Soon the miserable day was over, and the new people's teacher, who had been wandering around all day with nothing to do, returned home with a bunch of packed desserts.

Opening the door, he paused at the porch, the house was silent, there was no sound.

So the strongest mantra, who was in a bad mood, walked into the house, threw the things in his hand on the table with a mantra, and walked towards the bedroom irritably.

From the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced at another closed door next to the bedroom, with a cold face, walked into the room non-stop, and threw himself onto the bed.

so tired.

Gojo Satoru stared at the snow-white ceiling above his head without focus, reached out to touch the bandages on his eyes, and closed his eyes wearily.

But it's useless, even if you don't use it consciously, Six Eyes is still doing its duty, giving feedback on everything around it.

... How conscientious is it?

With his eyes closed, he could even hear a strange yet familiar call.

"Wu... Really, I just lay down on the bed when I got home, and got up first to change my clothes."

Even through the feedback of the six eyes, the trace of "her" passed through his tightly closed eyes, and was undeniably reflected in his eyes.

The girl...it should be the girl'she' standing beside his bed with her head slightly tilted, seemingly annoyed and amused by his act of picking up the quilt to cover her from head to toe to avoid preaching.

But she was still a little worried that he was really uncomfortable: "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"

The girl bent down and approached, her long hair brushed down, carrying an illusory fragrance.

Gojo Satoru suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. He pulled down the quilt covering his head, his eyes were floating in the empty room, but he could still 'see' a white phantom in his ear and mind. A frightened look appeared beside him.

He 'saw' seeing 'her' pat his chest, and 'heard' 'her' complaining to him softly: "Really, why did you sit up suddenly, I was shocked."

The bandage wrapped in front of the white-haired boy's eyes fell loosely due to the master's actions, revealing the boy's cold and resistant expression at this moment.

Time passed minute by minute.

In the end, he heard his hoarse inquiry, which was the umpteenth compromise.

"What's your name?"

He doesn't remember her.

The girl did what he wished, but she answered patiently with doubts: "Huh? Is Wu tired and confused? I am..."

...he couldn't hear her name either.

The young man's tightly pursed lips began to turn pale due to the master's excessive strength. It seemed that the omnipotent spell was the strongest outside. At this time, he was like a child who accidentally lost something important. After a long silence, he asked in a hoarse voice, " She': "Tomorrow... Will I remember you tomorrow?"

'She' really smiled softly: "Of course, as long as you understand what you want."

The young man's back was slightly stiff, and he stared at the phantom of 'her' that was difficultly pieced together through all the clues under the continuous action of the six eyes.

"No... I will completely forget you until tomorrow."

Tomorrow is another tomorrow, and today after the number of tomorrows, the white-haired man with the strongest spell once again gave an answer with no expression on his face.

Gojo Satoru knew he was in a dream.

In his dream, occasionally, just very occasionally, he could remember her appearance.

The boy looked down indifferently at the pink-haired girl in front of him, who was chattering excitedly with him about something, a beautiful face that was hard to describe in words was reddish, and his eyes were bright, like stars.

"Wu--are you listening?"

Qi Mu Xingye called his boyfriend with a drawn out voice in dissatisfaction... No, in a few days, he will be his husband.

Thinking of this, the girl's already rosy cheeks became even more blushing. She gave her boyfriend a small thump on the chest, pointed to the design drawing in her hand and asked him in a gentle voice, "Which style do you like?" The location has been booked long before, and they don't need to worry about related matters, but the new house considers that no matter how good the decoration materials are, it may be harmful to the body, so even if Kusuo Ameng and Kongsuke Tinker Bell can solve the decoration problem in an instant, It also requires two people to choose the style they like.Of course...you can change it if you don't like it.

Oh, it's time to get married, Gojo Satoru's expression is a little cold, he knows it well, anyway, when he wakes up, he won't remember anything.

The young man's spell was the strongest and he felt that it was boring, and he hugged the girl in his arms tightly.

He buried his head between her neck and rubbed it lightly. After a long time, she patted his head in doubt and replied in a buzzing voice: "The one with you is fine."

Qi Mu Hoshino: "...?"

She did know that before they confirmed their relationship, both of them had a sense of mystery and insecurity, but this feeling has long since disappeared. She didn't expect her boyfriend to suddenly change back when they were about to get married.

Although puzzled, she still gently held her boyfriend's head, pressed it up, and kissed his eyelids intimately.

A familiar pleasure of stroking cats emerges: "I'm right here, Wu. I'm not going anywhere."

If it was normal, she would easily coax her boyfriend who suddenly acted like a baby, and then the two would continue to discuss the next thing intimately, but this time, the skilled cat-handling skills did not get perfect feedback.The fluffy big white cat in her hand rubbed her hand with its cheek, accusing her full of grievances: "Liar, you will disappear when I wake up."

Qi Mu Hoshino: "? Huh?"

Anyway, when he wakes up, nothing will be left behind. This is a rare opportunity. Gojo Wu simply smashed the pot and smashed it. He asked aggrievedly: "Kiss me again, okay? You can't even touch what I made myself, Totally unreal."

Qi Mu Hoshino: "?!!!" What do you mean he made her by himself? ? ?

Qi Mu Xingye was stunned.

At this time, Gojo Satoru (youth version), who was having an intimate discussion with his girlfriend about the marriage room, was suddenly kicked out of his body due to unknown reasons. The brother-in-law saw him, and after explaining the cause and effect, the two quickly teleported over to make the evil spirit occupying Gojo Satoru's body go away.

【...So, isn't the evil spirit in your mouth the past self? 】 Saiki Kusuo said numbly.

Gojo Satoru (youth version) who is not going to give up his lovely girlfriend to "himself" for a second is crying to his brother-in-law.

[Hey, brother-in-law, look at him too much, he actually took my body and still loves me, Xing was cheated by him! ! !Think of a way to help me solve it completely. 】That's right, this is not the first time this kind of thing has happened. Although the number of times is not many, it is still unbearable!

Gojo Satoru (youth version) looks at the 'self' occupying his body and kissing his daughter, with a murderous look.

'I' green myself, that is also green.

Saiki Kusuo was overwhelmed by Gojo Gojo's acting skills and logic, and was unable to complain.

Based on the idea of ​​out of sight and out of mind, the superpower still followed the trend of the world line closing expressionlessly and used his ability.

[Okay, before you meet your sister, 'you' won't remember anymore. 】

Gojo Satoru, who returned to his body smoothly, accepted a loving kiss from his girlfriend and cheered: "Okay~ Thank you brother-in-law."

Saiki Kusuo: 【…】Did you forget that you have a few days to get married.

Saiki Kusuo annoyed him so much, but there was nothing he could do, so he couldn't bear to look directly at him and left quickly.