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

Gojo Satoru took out the blindfold from his pocket and put it on. His usually soft white hair stood up against gravity as he pushed the blindfold upwards. Then he showed his usual frivolous and confident smile. Not long after Gojo Satoru left Then he left the house.

Gojo Satoru can be said that he is the person who knows the five bars best in this world. All the foundations between them are built by time, the most indestructible foundation. Even if he has been walking alone for so long, his bars still have no little change.

But it is precisely because of the ability to make up all the remaining memories and familiarity from one movement and one look, which makes Gojo Satoru feel unprecedented peace.

And Purlin's strange desire to protect him.

Obviously he is the strongest, and the five purlins will also say that Wu Jun is very strong.

But ah... Gojo Purlin has always stood in front of Gojo Satoru with a "protective" attitude.

This gave Gojo Satoru a very headache. What gave Wujo Purlin such an illusion?

Is it because... Before he became the strongest, he was occasionally deflated.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and decided not to think about Wujo Purlin anymore.

After all, his purlin is not a delicate flower that needs protection.

The only thing he needs to think about is how to make the wandering ghost stay on the ground willingly.

……

"purlin?"

"Ok?"

The dark blue-haired boy who looked a little dazed because he had no purpose was holding a huge knife that didn't match his size at all. His expression looked a little empty and dazed. He explored the locations provided in the document sent to him by Gojo Satoru. After finding nothing, he casually leaned on the side of the road waiting for new information.

Before waiting for the information, he first waited for a very familiar old friend.

The man with loose black hair and wearing a loose cassock narrowed his eyes slightly. When he saw the particularly conspicuous young man by the side of the road, he put on a more fake and polite smile and walked over.

Xia Youjie called out an affectionate title, and the reply he got was indeed a neutral response.

Wu Tiaolin raised his eyes to look at him, and said calmly, "Mr. Xia You, are you dressed up... for some strange event?"

Xia Youjie was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Wu Lianglin to complain about his appearance before he opened his mouth. The black-haired man smiled dumbly, "What about you, standing on the side of the street holding such a heavy knife , I saw it at a glance from a distance.”

"It's a mission."

Wu Tiaolin didn't have much defense against Xia Youjie, it had nothing to do with position, it was just friendship for many years.

"Is it the recent gathering of curse spirits?"

When mentioning the recent incident, Xia Youjie first thought of this.

After all, his technique needs to collect spell spirits, and he will not miss this kind of gathering event that seems to be caught casually by casting a net to catch fish.

"Ah."

Five purlins nodded, "But the information I got this time is not accurate."

"Eh……"

Xia Youjie made a sound with unknown meaning, and immediately said: "As long as you don't come to arrest me or something...then do you want to have a drink with me?"

Xia Youjie knew that Wu Tiaolin didn't know about the deal between him and Wu Tiaowu.

Yes, he escaped from Gaozhuan again after being arrested. This was a scene he and Gojo Satoru played for those old guys.

The only thing that didn't count...is that the interesting person Shendaishu would intervene, which made the originally fake show a bit more difficult to guess.

This favor... is owed.

Xia Youjie was nonchalantly making calculations in his heart.

Although he is not interested in anything now.

after all……

The purlin is still there, but what he wants to see...has disappeared.

Is it because he didn't try to persuade Wu to stay?

Xia Youjie asked this question, but the answer he got was... no answer.

If it is really a short death like a flashback, then he hopes that his Ah Zhi can spend a few happy days without thinking about anything after death.

After all, he was beyond redemption.

"Have a drink? Xia Youjun, are you sure?" Wu Zilin blinked, revealing a bit of youthful agility, "I can't pour a thousand cups."

"...Then I'm looking forward to it, and I don't know if my drinking capacity will decline after so long." Xia Youjie joked with him with a smile. Too much, his drinking capacity... Well, it shouldn't be ugly.

As for drinking down the five purlins.

Even if it is unlikely.

Xia Youjie was deeply touched by this. Wu Tiaolin and Wu Tiao Wu, who can't drink alcohol, are simply two extremes. No matter how high the alcohol content is, Wu Tiaolin can easily drink it like plain water.

"Is it a bar? Or an izakaya."

Five purlins asked.

Xia Youjie thought for a while and said, "At this time... Izakaya, I should be hungry too."

The five purlins nodded politely, and immediately asked, "Does Mr. Xia You prefer a warmer atmosphere?"

"...Because I still remember that Purlin prefers Japanese-style sake bars to those fancy foreign wines." Xia Youjie said helplessly, "Obviously they all come from the Wujo family, and Purlin is obviously more like a traditional family."

Whether it's polite or appellation.

If Xia Youjie didn't know anything but the name of the Wutiao family, one of the three royal families in the magic world, and asked him to identify Wu Tiaowu and Wu Tiaolin as the heirs of the Wutiao family, Xia Youjie would think Wu Tiao Wu is the one picked up by the Wujo family.

Wu Zilin hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell Xia Youjie the truth: "...it was because the former etiquette teacher was left by Wu Junqi, so he decided to train me, and then... well, I hope I... more or less Let's influence Wu Jun."

"Huh? The etiquette teacher who is Wu will be so angry that he will jump off the building." Xia Youjie couldn't imagine the scene, and his always smiling expression cracked, "So...you don't like sake more? "

Wu Zilin and Xia Youjie chatted about these unnutritious topics, like old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, telling each other about the events they have experienced over the years.

The sky was getting dark, and the door of the izakaya was pushed open. Among the two new guests, one was wearing cassock and looked like a long-haired monk who seemed out of place here, while the other was holding a hair that didn't match his figure. The boy with the heavy and blunt knife.

Apparently they attracted the attention of countless people as soon as they entered.

Xia Youjie just squinted his eyes and smiled, not caring about the eyes cast on him at all.

But Wu Tiaolin vaguely sensed the extremely suppressed displeasure from Xia Youjie.

"Mr. Xia You doesn't like the atmosphere here?"

The five purlins asked casually.

Xia Youjie just smiled and remained silent.

He didn't want anything to do with these monkeys, they just disgusted him so much that he wanted to clean it up.

The five purlins took the lead and walked to the empty seat.

"What do you want to eat, Mr. Xia You?"

The five purlins looked up and asked.

"Order whatever you like." Xia Youjie didn't particularly like the snacks in the izakaya.

Five purlins ordered a few things silently.

This is the time when the izakaya is just pouring in customers, it doesn't seem very noisy, but it's not quiet either.

The employees who get off work early get rid of all kinds of oppression and restraint in the past here, and speak loudly and unscrupulously.

The voice of Xia Youjie talking with Wu Lianglin was naturally blurred and protected.

"I've heard about Mr. Xia You."

Wu Lianglin drank the sake in the cup and looked at the empty bottom of the cup.

"...Is that what Wu said?"

Xia Youjie didn't think there was any surprise, "Why, do you think my actions are too extreme?"

The five purlins did not change their colors, and he said indifferent words in the most flat tone: "This kind of magic world has no meaning of existence."

"what?"

Xia Youjie couldn't believe that such words would come from the mouth of the five purlin who abided by etiquette, and even his slightly squinted eyes widened.

"Mr. Xia You knows my story." Wu Lianglin picked up the wine and filled the glasses in front of the two of them, "If Mr. Wu hadn't discovered me, then I would have been with the child called "garbage" It was thrown into the garbage dump of the Zenyuan family. "

"..."

Xia Youjie knew a lot about the Zenyuan family, a family that only advocated magic.

He didn't speak, but calmly watched the five purlins opposite.

"To me, Wujo is the most important of the entire Wujo family."

"I thought that Wu Jun, who became the head of the family, would have greater power, status, and wealth, and he could completely reject those things he didn't like."

The five purlins just murmured in a declarative tone.

"But the magic world really sucks."

"I know that being the head of the family will be very busy, but if Wu Jun needs to be distracted to deal with even some trivial matters...then the so-called power is just a joke."

The five purlins drank another glass of sake.

Perhaps it was the value that the old man brought to him. He seemed to really value "power".

Xia Youjie laughed.

"If even the purlin thinks this way...then it's really too bad to save."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Xia Youjie didn't think that saying such things was just to express his grievances.

Wu Tiaolin looked at Xia Youjie, and said slowly: "I hope Xia Youjun can take over the world of conjuration."

"Ok?"

"what?"

Xia Youjie is really stupid now. He imagined that Wu Lianglin would find him to cooperate, or guessed the deal between him and Wu, but he never expected that Wu Lianglin would cast such a heavy sentence when he came up. .

"I'm a heinous curse master."

Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes, trying to calm down his gaffe.

"...When the status, power, and personal value reach a certain threshold."

"Then everything on the surface can be rewritten."

Wu Tiao's appearance is completely different from his usual youthful appearance, as if the patriarch's etiquette and posture that Wu Tiao's family has cultivated with all his heart are devoted to him. At this time, he looks more like a politician than a magician.

"Ha... Sure enough, conjurers are lunatics." Xia Youjie chuckled, "Purlin is no exception."

Do you want to change the entire magic world with your own power...

But, as long as there are "human beings", the curse spirits will be born forever.

No matter how much you do, it's pointless.

Like five purlins.

Wu Lianglin, who is as powerful as a quasi-superior conjurer, also sleeps forever on a certain sunny day.

Because there is no meaning, it is necessary to pursue righteousness.

Wu Zilin's tone was calm, as if he didn't know what Xia Youjie was thinking, as if he couldn't see Xia Youjie's increasingly gloomy expression, he just said: "...I'm waiting for an opportunity."

Looking at his expression, Xia Youjie felt more and more that Wu Lianglin knew something that he didn't.

And something like this... doesn't seem like a good development.

"..."

"It's best not to mess around. After all, Wu's destructive ability is as famous as his name."

Xia Youjie pointedly reminded me.

"……do not worry."

Wu Tiaolin said, "After all, Wu Jun will not live in the past, he will always move forward."

"And all I can do...is to make him as easy as possible."

Xia Youjie didn't speak.

He drank the sake, the pungent sensation passing through his esophagus and down his stomach.

"how about you."

Xia Youjie asked.

"I?"

Wu Zilin made a sound with some doubts, and then showed a shallow and gentle smile: "Because I don't have obsessions, I can reappear in the world."

"I heard that a soul with obsession will become a ghost..."

"I don't want to become an evil spirit that haunts Wu Jun every day and finally gets exorcised."

The five purlins smiled relaxedly.

But the corners of Xia Youjie's mouth could no longer be raised.