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

"Is the gathering of curse spirits..."

Gojo Satoru slumped on the sofa with no posture to speak of, the paper document in his hand was crumpled, and the words on it seemed a little blurry.

"Hmm... the fluctuations in the magic power felt at the scene of the exorcism of the super-level magic spirit... can't match any of the current magicians in the magic world..."

Gojo Satoru read aloud in an emotionless, light, drowsy voice.

Sitting on the sofa beside him, he wiped the five purlins of the knife-shaped magic tool without changing his color. He stared at the surface of the knife until it reflected his face like a mirror before giving it away.

This is the new magic tool that Wujo Satoru configured for him.

Although it is not as good as the original one, but in terms of weight, it is quite in line with the five purlins' preferences.

"purlin!"

"I say……"

Wutiao Wu saw that he had been reciting for a long time, but Wu Tiaolin didn't give him half a look, he just held his beloved knife, like a big cat who was originally loved and suddenly realized that he was neglected, so every hair was indifferent. Staggering around trying to attract attention.

However, Wu Tiaolin just raised his head in a daze and gave Wu Tiaowu a look, which was full of what's wrong with you.

Gojo Satoru felt defeated.

"Don't you think this incident is very strange?"

Looking at Wu Tiaolin's more puzzled expression, Wu Tiaowu was sure that Wu Tiaolin didn't hear a single word of what he said just now.

Wu Tiao purlin tried hard to recall what Wu Tiaowu said just now.

Then he said, "Well... ah, if Wu is not at ease, let me go and have a look."

Gojo Satoru felt a sense of defeat in his heart.

He just said: "Leave this kind of thing to Hui and the others, after all, he is a good student trained by my Wutiao teacher..."

But... He always felt that things were not that simple.

Gojo Satoru restrained his expression.

He didn't wear a blindfold today either, and his blue eyes were shining brightly. Apart from his not-so-elegant sitting posture, the weird posture of occupying the sofa and his frivolous tone, he is still a pretty good-quality handsome guy.

He looked at the five purlins who raised his head and said "hmm" as an answer to his words and then continued to lower his head to fiddle with the knife. Since being counted that time, the five purlins rested in the five mansions for a long time before waking up. good.

He was a bit absent-minded in everything he did. Wu Tiaowu felt that Wu Tiaolin had something to say, but he kept silent.

He settled down, and said casually, "Purlin."

"Ok?"

The five purlin heads were not lifted.

"I always feel that I'm hiding something from me. This is not the behavior of a good student."

Wutiao Wujian raised his head and looked at him after hearing his words, his dark blue eyes that would be covered a little bit because of his slightly long bangs flickered.

"...I just feel that Wu Jun is working very hard now."

He spoke in a declarative tone.

"Huh? Huh?"

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a second by his sudden words, and then spit out two words stupidly, it was rare that he didn't answer right away.

Wu Lianglin put the knife flat on his thigh, and gently stroked the blade with his fingers. He lowered his eyes and continued: "I have been expecting Wu Jun to become the head of the family, because he has enough power and status, so he doesn't need to be like an ordinary person. Your conjurer has worked so hard..."

Gojo Satoru heard that the corners of Wujo's mouth curled up more and more, and then fell down immediately.

"Really... what are you thinking every day, I just want to train more companions to be my help... and now I have Hui them—"

Gojo Satoru hadn't finished speaking.

Five Purlins interrupted him first.

His expression was serious and focused, watching Wujo Satoru quietly, as if he could engrave his every move and every subtle expression in his eyes.

"If you become the head of the family, you will only receive more complicated tasks than before, and you also need to play games with those pretending old people, then I would rather Wu Jun not become the head of the family."

His voice was calm and indifferent, but also revealed an irreversible firmness.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, his usual unscrupulous expression was fully restrained when the syllables of Wu Tiaolin's words popped out one after another, his pair of eyes that could not see anything, could not reflect anything Hitomi flashed.

Then he let out a low, uncontrollable laugh.

"Hahaha……"

"I really didn't expect that Purin has been struggling with this problem."

Wu Tiaolin just looked at him, watching his smile become more and more wild, then more and more far-fetched, and finally let go of his hand a little embarrassingly.

Wu Zilin said calmly: "During the days when I returned to the mansion, I can clearly feel that Wu Jun is really tired, and he doesn't even have time to breathe... This is in line with what I imagined and preset. completely different."

"At least... don't make yourself so hard."

The tone of the five purlins was rare and gentle.

Gojo Satoru felt more and more irritated and rubbed his white hair, and he fell silent very rarely.

"……so."

After a while, Gojo Gojo murmured.

"Why can't you think less about things?"

Gojo Satoru showed a bright smile.

Then he approached Wu Lianglin's face with his big hand slightly, rubbed it vigorously, and laughed when he saw Wu Lianglin's indifferent expression being crushed.

Gojo purlin wrinkled a bitter gourd face that was rubbed by Gojo Wu, raised his hand to grab Wujo Wu's hand and moved it to the side, and squeezed out a sentence: "Wu Jun...don't get close...the knife..."

Before he finished speaking, the knife he had laid flat on his lap fell to the ground with a clatter because Gojo Satoru disturbed his posture forcefully.

Or the kind with the blade facing down.

Fortunately, Gojo Satoru's feet were also covered by Wujou, and the sword didn't touch him.

Wu Zilin hurriedly broke away from Wu Jo Wu, bent down to pick up his precious knife, and then carefully checked whether there were marks on it.

Gojo Satoru watched Wu Lianglin treat the knife carefully, as if he was facing some precious treasure, and felt that people were not as good as swords.

"Really, I still can't change this stuffy personality." Wu Tiao Wu casually squeezed around Wu Tiao, making the originally not spacious sofa even more crowded, and Wu Tiao silently moved the knife farther away.

Gojo Satoru looked even more upset when he saw this knife.

But this knife was carefully selected by him for the five purlins. Although it was not as good as the previous one, it wasted a lot of his strength.

Wu Lianglin didn't know what to think of, he got up, picked up the knife, and carried it on his back.

"purlin?"

Seeing that he looked like he was going to do something, Wujo Wujo was puzzled.

"I'm going to investigate this incident, Wu Jun can rest for a while."

After finishing his speech, he stepped out of the house step by step.

Gojo Satoru also stood up, glanced down at the documents that were randomly thrown there on the table, and smiled indifferently.