With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

The five purlins pushed open the door, and the evening air still had a lingering aftertaste of sultriness. His perception ability was not weak, even without the bonus of spells, he could immediately detect the curse spirit secretly watching.

He easily grabbed the curse spirit hidden under the stones, which was almost integrated with the ground.

The curse spirit is small in size, and such external conditions make it more convenient for scouting purposes.

The five purlins picked up the mantra in the posture of carrying a cat or some small animal, and shook it as if playing a mischievous way.

Faintly aware of the mantra that he was familiar with on the mantra spirit, the five bars raised the mantra spirit a bit, stared at its countless eyeballs, and dropped it helplessly, "Forget it, it seems that you are For the sake of Xia Youjun's curse spirit, I will not get rid of it."

The curse spirit lay on the ground, and then made a sound of "beep, beep, beep". Seeing Wu Lianglin's eyebrows furrowed, it made a louder beep. Form yourself into a ball and roll in a certain direction.

this direction...

The five purlins thought about it, but still lifted their heels up.

At the same time, Xia Youjie, the holder of the curse spirit, who was immediately aware of it, thought for a while calmly, and after reaching a certain conclusion, he seemed to remember something, and smiled at the students who were staggering on the ground. Said: "It seems that Wu has not trained you enough in physical arts, the task for the next half class is very simple, as long as you can rely on physical arts to survive five rounds in my hands... No, three rounds will be enough. You can rest."

"Of course, wheel battles or all together are fine."

He changed into clothes that were similar in style to Gojo Satoru's uniform, and his tone was unhurried, but the students present could clearly sense the contempt and contempt in his tone.

Even though he and Wujo Wuming's face-to-face discussions on weekdays show that the strength purely based on physical skills is almost similar, but when they really face him, after changing positions, they can truly feel the overwhelming power. strong.

In the case of not relying on spell power, only Zenyuan Maki, who usually pays attention to physical skills, can not be one-sided at the beginning of the fight.

"Speaking like this, I really... don't look down on people!"

Chanyuan Maki leaned on the magic tool to stand upright, and she raised the magic tool handsomely and pointed at Xia Youjie, "I'll come first."

The smile on Xia Youjie's face faded, and contempt flashed across his long and narrow eyes. He doesn't like monkeys.

"Hey Fuhei."

Yujin Yuzu crawled on the ground and whispered to Fu Heihui, who was lying on the ground next to him, the young man with a hedgehog head raised his head and interpreted "?" with his expression.

"Speaking of which, what is Mr. Xia You's rating? Although I haven't used a technique before, I feel on par with Mr. Wutiao in terms of physical skills."

The direction of cognition was distorted by Gojo Satoru, and until now he still thinks that Xia Youjie can be regarded as a teacher of the college, Knotabagi Yuren lay down on the ground and chose to chat with his classmates.

Playing one-on-one with Xia Youjie on the side, but Zenyuan Maki, who can hear it all, feels that the training in the first grade may not be enough.

Nagasaki Wild Rose, who was a little far away from where they were lying, also turned her head to look over, and nodded weakly in agreement.

Gou Juanji was lying on Pang Da's body, and he was one of the few people watching Zenyuan Maki and Xia Youjie fight.

Fu Heihui looked at the expression of Polygonum cuspidatum, hesitated for a while, and said, "It's super."

Whether it's Xia Youjie, a super-class conjurer, or Xia Youjie, a super-cursor...

"It sounds very strong. I remember that Mr. Wujo's rating is also a super class." The dying Knotaba Yuhito immediately regained his enthusiasm, "Then the senior I met last time is the one who will disappear in an instant. "

"That's right, Fuhei, tell me."

Hearing this, Fu Heihui's expression became more complicated. Seeing Nagizaki's gaze also cast over, with a gossip on his face, he sighed silently, "Quasi-superior conjurer, five purlins."

It was only later that Fu Heihui learned some one-sided information. He is not a gossip person, but since the rain, Gotiao Wu has always had to mention it in passing because he is afraid that he will look up the information again because he is curious. What is "Hui's words?" Just ask Purlin and call him Uncle, and Purlin’s surname is Wutiao, Wutiao’s surname.”

Who wants to hear "Sweet past, hello."

The most important thing was how he would call out the word "Uncle" to that face that was less than 20 years old!

but……

"However, the five purlins... are no longer there."

After Fu Heihui finished speaking, he turned his head down and continued to be a student who was trained by Xia Youjie until he chose to die.

"Eh?"

"what?"

"Salmon." Gou Juan on the side also cast his gaze over, and said several words in succession, and Pang Da acted as his intimate translator: "You have met a ghost!"

"Let me tell you, five purlins..."

Before Pang Da finished speaking, Maki from the Chanyuan over there was still a bit inferior, and was knocked back by Xia Youjie's blow, and straightly retreated in the direction of Pang Da and Goujuanji. people.

"Cough..." Chanyuan Maki raised her hand and wiped her face.

The knotweed Yuren at the side immediately turned up from the ground, eager to try: "Then it's my turn, Mr. Xia You."

"Of course... But, I still suggest that you go together, so that you won't—" Xia Youjie raised his lips, obviously he had been fighting Chanyuan Maki for a while, but his hair was a little messed up, "It's too ugly to lose .”

By the way, don't forget to taunt and pull a wave of hatred: "If you can only rely on the magic tool to exorcise the curse spirit, and you can only do this step, it's better to go back."

Instead of getting angry, Zenyuan Maki smiled, "So, I should practice with Master Xia, You, Lao, and then...defeat you completely!"

"The face-down kind!"

Xia You... Teacher?

Xia Youjie's pupils dilated slightly, and under the voice of the first grader, "Don't say it, Mr. Xia You, be careful! Let's go together!", he was so shocked by the name that he was distracted for a moment, and he was hit by Yuren Yuzhang punch.

Nagasaki and Fukuro Megumi also turned up and quickly joined the battlefield.

When Zhizhi finally rested and walked slowly to the playground wrapped in Xia Youjie's underwear, he saw the scene of Xia Youjie being beaten by a group of people. He let out an "oh", as if he had learned something. The essence of Wujo Satoru.

He purposely sat in a place far away from the center of the battlefield, and just as he sat down, he said, "Are you looking for someone?"

The dark blue-haired boy appeared in the high school at some point, and the barrier here was normal for him, so he returned here very easily.

Wu Tiaolin nodded, "But it seems that Wu Jun is not here."

"The weather is fine today."

As soon as Zhi Zhi finished speaking, as if the words had accidentally summoned a dark cloud, the raindrops fell abruptly and landed on the tip of his nose with a thud, the blond boy blinked.

Immediately changed the subject and added a sentence: "Well... it's time for get out of class to end, I'll ask Jie to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he changed his tone and shouted: "Jie!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Xia Youjie turned his head, and hit Knotweed Youren again.

Xia Youjie: ...

Knotweed Yuren: ...

Knotabagi Yuhito: "Sorry!"

Hearing the sound, the one who reacted as fast as Xia Youjie was Juke Pangda, who turned his head immediately, and then was firmly blocked by Gou Juji and Chanyuan Maki, and Gou Juji also took out his prank props to firmly cover it Close Panda's eyes.

Xia Youjie's first glance was at the blond boy, and his second glance was at the standing figure beside him.

The other party seemed to have sensed his gaze, and raised his eyes to look at him. Those eyes, which seemed to contain a vast starry night, were still bright and bright through a pair of glasses.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Standing in the light rain, he showed the familiar smile in Xia Youjie's memory.

The students on the side were so shocked that they lost their voices.

Today... today is not Ghost Festival!

Damn it in broad daylight, Mr. Wutiao, come back soon!

"Sure enough, you still came to the college, but it's a pity that Wu is still on a business trip." Xia Youjie's tone couldn't detect any special emotion. He and Wu Tiaolin were just classmates, but...

——"Xiayou, for example...you remember to let Wu Jun eat less sweets. The doctor of Wutiao's family has secretly asked me to report this problem many times."

At that time, Xia Youjie was leaning against the fence of the roof, holding a cigarette he had just lit with one hand, and said with a smile, "You can talk to Wu yourself."

The dark-blue haired boy always looks obedient and well-mannered on the surface, but in fact he is also a bad student who drinks secretly and never gets drunk. Of course, no one knows except Xia Youjie.

He and Xia Youjie took advantage of Wutiaowu's absence, when the homeroom nitrate was in the infirmary, and the homeroom teacher Noctua went to the higher-ups for a business trip, they took the cigarettes alone and the wine by themselves, standing on the roof while the wind was blowing, chatting a little topic without purpose.

"Wu Jun will only ask me, which is more important, the brain or the teeth." Wu Zilin said helplessly, "I know his six eyes are a heavy burden on the brain, but I am more afraid that his toothache will destroy Wu Tiao's mansion. Let alone a doctor, the entire Wutiao family will not be able to stop it."

"Pfft." Xia Youjie couldn't deny it, he laughed without giving any face, and then his expression turned cold, staring at him and asking: "Sometimes I really don't understand, are you really that group of old people?" The trump card cultivated by the guy is still focused on enlightenment."

"I'm not Wu, he's too lazy to think so much." Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes.

Later, what was the answer of the five purlins.

After seeing those eyes again, Xia Youjie remembered.

He said, "Come on, soon you will get the answer you want."

The five purlins say "you".

After that, on an unprecedentedly sunny day, they waited for an unrecognizable corpse.

And one summer after his death, Xia Youjie never had the chance to hold a bouquet of flowers for that grave.

When he gradually understands Gojo Satoru's idea of ​​reforming this decadent magic world through education, and when Gojo Satoru finally understands "Bitter Summer", the sunny days before that summer will no longer reappear.

"You guys know each other."

Zhi's voice broke the delicate atmosphere. He sat there with his legs crossed casually. After all, Xia Youjie's underwear was not made by his figure. With his movements, a whiteness appeared, and Xia Youjie's complexion It was a bit uncomfortable, and he didn't bother to talk about the five purlins, so he turned to Zhizhi and said, "Why did you come out wearing this dress?"

Zhi Wenyan showed him her usual carefree smile, but her voice sounded aggrieved, "Because this is not home, Jie."

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The author has something to say:

Regarding the five purlins, how the vest is hung:

Brother Shu Zi: This is the inevitable ending caused by the character design and the plot.

It was originally planned to be at [-] o'clock every day during the ranking period... it was a little ([-] million) late.