After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

Kazuki Matsushiro took a big step back, turned his head subconsciously, and called APTX4869 like a bomb.

[Let the logistics team get out,] He paused for a moment, then glanced at Gojo Satoru in front of him, [What's going on?Wasn't Wujo Wucai eighteen when I left? 】

Although Gojo Satoru has a relatively childlike face, and looks only different in height from when he was 28 or [-] years old, but this does not mean that he can forcefully hypnotize himself with Gojo Satoru who looks at least [-] in front of him. Eighteen?

[Probably because... the child is too big to control his mother? 】The system was scared back by Kazuki Matsushiro's horrified face before finishing a sentence, 【The fuse system can't contact the logistics team, the world channel is closed, and the information is one-way entry. 】

You can't send him another logistics team employee to pass the message and then die, right?The Authority isn't that inhumane yet.

Matsushiro Kazuki: 【...I killed the logistics team when I got back. 】

He said how could so many lives be filled in and the logistics didn't stop. It was definitely because the employees at the beginning thought it was a bug, and then the logistics side kept adjusting the timeline to save trouble, trying to forcibly avoid the bug mechanism before launching. Task.

Now it's all right, the timeline has been pulled back, the bug has not been avoided, but the fuse mechanism has been activated, and the state of the world is directly locked.

He also said to avenge the little girl. The first thing he does when he goes out now is to avenge himself by tearing up the logistics.

[Why don't you take a look at Gojo Satoru before taking revenge? 】APTX4869 paused, 【Gojo Satoru saw you for a while. 】

【ah? 】 He heard the words and looked up, and sure enough, he saw Wujo Wu staring at him.

The drop of blood on his eyelashes has not been wiped off, and now it hangs again and again at the end of his eyes, looking at him for fear that the drop of blood will accidentally seep into his eyes.

Only then did he realize that his forehead was throbbing with pain.

The curse spirit chasing him just now was probably expelled by Gojo Satoru. When the flesh was broken, a sharp object flew towards his forehead. It probably scratched the skin, and a drop of blood splashed along the wound. Gojo Satoru's eyelashes.

All the mental preparations that he had made before to come in and fight Gojo Satoru were all forfeited, and now he subconsciously just wanted to turn around and leave.

"Thank you," he said, looking away and frowning.

He was not sure what Wutiaowu meant.

Although APTX4869 is slobbering, but this is true, I can't help it, Gojo Satoru barely knows what he is thinking, 28 Gojo Satoru just stares at him, who knows what he is thinking.

APTX4869: [Retrieval completed]

APTX4869: [Are you looking for——"Parenting Psychology"]

Matsushiro Kazuki: […]

【roll roll roll. 】

APTX4869: [Then "The Psychology of Love"? 】

Matsushiro Kazuki: 【You insist on bringing this up and want me to hit you, right? 】

APTX4869 was amazed: [Matsushiro Kazuki, such a cruel man. 】

Kazuki Matsushiro blamed it: [Can you shut up? 】

APTX4869 climbed.

Once APTX4869 left, Kazuki Matsushiro had to face Gojo Satoru again.

He couldn't tell what he was thinking, so he could only guess. Matsushiro Kazuki thought about several beginnings, and finally he had to say dryly: "...Would you like to wipe your eyes?"

As soon as these words came out, Gojo Satoru finally stopped staring at him, but instead squinted his eyes, lowering his eyes as if to cover up.

Others might not be able to see it, but Matsushiro Kazuki was familiar with this expression, he didn't understand what he just said.

As long as he wasn't thinking about other things, Kazuki Matsushiro secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Blood," he explained, "probably splattered from my wound."

It's good to be able to tell what he's thinking, just now Gojo Satoru was staring at him without moving, Matsushiro Kazuki really wasn't sure what he was thinking.

In the past, Gojo Satoru should have asked, but 28 Gojo Satoru just stared at him, making him unconsciously start to feel a little empty.

Hearing this, Wujo realized, and straightened up slowly, wiping the corners of his eyes with his white cuff.The drop of blood was wiped off by him with the white shirt cuff, and a little blood stained the cloth.

Only then did he realize that Wujo Wutiao was half a head taller than him when he stood upright.

Matsushiro Kazuki: ...

He even bent over while closing his eyes, which had just been able to look at Gojo Satoru at the same level.

Humiliate the tree, really humiliate the tree.

Obviously Gojo Satoru is about the same height as him, but after going out for two days and coming back to face a 28-year-old, it’s still half a head taller than him. The promised boy won’t grow any longer after he grows up?

APTX4869's voice sounded: [According to measurements, Gojo Satoru is 7.33 centimeters taller than you. 】

Matsushiro Kazuki: 【...No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak. 】

The system is quiet.

"Your forehead?" Gojo Satoru wiped his eyes and glanced at his forehead, "It seems that the wound is a bit deep and needs to be bandaged."

At this time, it was impossible to tell what he was thinking, what he said seemed to be polite and diplomatic words, which made Kazuki Matsushiro feel uncomfortable for no reason.

"No need," he subconsciously refused, "I'll just put on a band-aid when I go back."

This is not a serious injury. He has never suffered any injuries in the mission world before. He thinks that such a small injury does not need to be so complicated to bandage.

Besides, I came in with the mentality of facing Gojo Satoru, but ended up facing the upgraded plus version of 28. Rao Matsushiro Kazuki was a little bit too slow at this time, and felt that he needed a little space to calm down.

If the logistics team told him that what he was facing now was Wujo Satoru, then he would rather turn off all work calls than die in Hawaii.

However, Gojo Satoru was aggressive and didn't give him this chance.

He took a step forward suddenly, then bent down and raised the hair on his forehead to expose the wound.

"At least take some medicine?" Kazuki Matsushiro just said the words of refusal, and he quickly threw out this sentence as if he had been prepared for a long time.

Gojo Satoru was staring at his forehead, Matsushiro Kazuki knew what he was looking at.

He was using his six eyes to try to see if this identity was a magician.

Browbones, side neck, the restrained gaze looked at him from head to toe, searchlight-like eyes, Kazuki Matsushiro subconsciously tightened his jaw line, and then forced himself to relax.

Unfortunately, no.

What he brought into the mission world was the identity of an ordinary person.

Kazuki Matsushiro knew where his troubles were coming from. He was an ordinary person who suddenly appeared in a place where a curse spirit appeared in the mission location. Gojo Satoru was suspecting that he was a curse master.

Wait a minute, I got used to it day by day, and almost forgot that this time I brought in the identity of an ordinary person. How can ordinary people accept this kind of thing so well?

But what was said, the water that was spilled, I can’t say anything now, why don’t I bandage it? I have never seen blood since I was a child.

Why don't you pretend to be dizzy now and just fall to the ground?

Matsushiro Kazuki glanced at the dusty ground, and quickly dismissed the idea.

Forget it, even if he wasn't obsessed with cleanliness, the ground was full of gravel and steel bars, and it would be too hard to fall down.

He really can't bear the current Gojo Satoru.

A task is a task, and reality is reality. He has always made it very clear. After submitting the report, he should have nothing to do with Gojo Satoru.

After submitting the task of completing the report, it’s fine to come back for the twice-cooked meat. Once you enter the task, it’s still hell mode.

However, this person was still pressing his forehead to look at it endlessly, Matsushiro Kazuki felt hairy from his back, so he had to take another step back and tilt his head to avoid it: "Sorry, I'm not used to being so close to others."

There was a smell of disinfectant on his collar, like a doctor who was pickled in the operating room, and even his voice was faint, showing a little alienation outside the social range.

"What was that just now?"

The logistics team made him a mess, and now he can only play around in the mission world.

He consciously found a good beginning. He is now a scientist with no power to bind a chicken. He can't see the magic spirit and has no magic power. He knows nothing about the world of magic and has injured his forehead by the magic spirit.

"Hey - can't you see?" Seeing him retreating, Gojo Satoru didn't move forward, just put away his fingertips and twirled, and said with a natural expression, "The few times you dodged just now had a good sense of fighting, I thought You are also a conjurer."

The few times I hid, I was seen.

Matsushiro Kazuki frowned: ...

You. Damn.

He heard the grandson of APTX4869 laughing.

"Really? I've only learned a few tricks from others, so it seems that I'm quite talented in this area..." He could only find a reason to perfunctoryly say, "I just work in a special place. The things I research are more dangerous, and I have learned a few tricks to protect myself."

The best lie is to tell the truth.

He really didn't lie. Although the identity of this ordinary human shell has nothing to do with the magic world, it is not simple.

He entered the winery with this shell at the beginning to study drug A.

"As for the conjurer, what is that?" Matsushiro Kazuki turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru, standing outside his social range like a stranger.

"Teacher Wujo—" A boy's voice came from the entrance, "Xi Jiufu bought it—eh? Where's the curse spirit?"

Gojo Satoru, who was standing in front of him, turned his back and took a step to the left when he heard the voice, and spread his hands calmly: "Excuse me."

"Ah?" The boy who ran over a pile of construction waste with Xi Jiufu was taken aback, "You agreed to practice for us, teacher?"

"Teacher Wujo?" Kazuki Matsushiro couldn't help but glanced at the boy running over with a strange expression.

The boy who appeared suddenly interrupted their conversation about the magician, and Matsushiro Kazuki was actually quite grateful to him,

Ever since he knew that the current timeline here has been adjusted for at least ten years, he has thought about what Gojo Satoru might be doing now, but after thinking so much, he may even have thought about the big demon king who guards the resurrection point by the staff of the logistics team. I just didn't expect this person to be a teacher.

Leaving aside whether this is reasonable or not, is the heart of the night moth Zhengdao really okay?

[Teacher for one day, father for life,] APTX4869 old god is here, [Good thing, your seniority has risen. 】

Matsushiro Kazuki:?

Can't count it that way?

"Ah, this is it?" Knotabagi Yujin came over with Xi Jiufu in his hand, and saw a...doctor in a white coat?

When he ran over from the entrance, he didn't see a person standing opposite Mr. Wujo.

In fact, he is not short, but his figure is relatively thin, and he looks a little smaller than Wujo Wuqing. Under the empty sleeve of his white coat, there is a forearm with no muscles, and his hands are powerless. What conjurer.

It stands to reason that such a big person standing here should not be so easily overlooked.Probably because of the angle of the position, he was right behind Mr. Wutiao, and was blocked by him in the shadow. From his perspective, it is understandable that he didn't notice it all at once.

"The place where I work is quite special," Gojo Satoru didn't reply to Yuzu Yujin, but lowered his head, returning what he just said, "The things I teach are more dangerous."

"For self-protection," he bit down on the words a bit, "I have learned a few tricks."

Matsushiro Kazuki:?

Is it his illusion?Why do I always feel that he is gnashing his teeth a bit when introducing his career to the eldest son.

It's not that he doesn't know the situation of the Conjuration High School, it's a bit modest to say something for self-protection, but considering that he is an ordinary person who knows nothing about the conjuration world in front of Gojo Wu, it seems to be okay to say so. normal.

It's just this sentence that copied his sentence pattern from beginning to end. After ten years of absence, Gojo Satoru has grown to be more yin and yang, right?

Just as he was in a daze, two more students in high-spell uniforms ran in at the door. He saw that the black-haired student was familiar to him, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

【Whose son is this? 】Matsushiro Kazuki subconsciously avoided the topic about Gojo Satoru, and instead stared thoughtfully at the student who just came in, 【I hugged him when he was a child, time flies like an arrow and the sun and the moon fly by. 】

APTX4869: 【...Do you feel that you are especially like during the Chinese New Year, and I have to ask you if you remember who the seven aunts and eight aunts are. 】

【What happened? ] Matsushiro Kazuki was so cowardly in front of Gojo Satoru, but now he is alive in front of the system, and he choked with him, 【Why don't people lament how fast time is? 】

[Allowed, allowed,] The system quickly escaped, [The technical team sent a plug-in, I will deal with it. 】

Now they can only contact the General Administration unilaterally. The technical team is still outside to analyze the reasons for the world shift. Their information cannot be transmitted, so they can only wait for the technical team to send it in.

With the system gone, Kazuki Matsushiro had no choice but to put away his feelings about time.

The two students who came in later were also stunned because they didn't see the mantra. He didn't know the orange-haired girl, but the son of Shier from the Zen Academy in the back looked familiar because he looked like him. The age of high school.

The two ran over together, and were taken aback for a moment when they saw Kazuki Matsushiro in a white coat standing behind Gojo Satoru.

It seems obvious what happened. Gojo Satoru probably removed the curse spirits that were left for them to practice in advance because ordinary people entered the mission site.

"The injury on your forehead seems to be a bit serious." Yujin Yuzhang said very lightly and didn't mention why there was an extra ordinary person in the task site where the account was lost. "How about bandaging it?"

This is the second person to say that the injury on his forehead is serious. How serious is this?

Matsushiro Kazuki couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

Just when his fingers were about to touch the wound, Gojo Satoru who was standing in front of him suddenly pinched his wrist.

He frowned and looked up.

"It's better not to touch the wound," the orange-haired girl next to her couldn't bear to look directly at her. "Are you a doctor? Why don't you bandage it yourself?"

Kazuki Matsushiro still remembered his avatar while being pinched by Gojo Satoru: "No, I'm doing research, and this is a laboratory outfit."

How to get into the task location for research?They don't know if there is a hospital within a hundred miles, but there must be no laboratory.

Nagasaki Wild Rose and Fuguro Hui looked at each other strangely.

"Then why don't you go down with us first?" She thought for a while and took out her mobile phone. "I'll search for any nearby hospitals. You should bandage it earlier."

Going out with this head injury, she was afraid of scaring passers-by.

"No need," Kazuki Matsushiro didn't want to follow Gojo Gojo back to the high school from the bottom of his heart, his wrist was still pinched by Gojo Gojo, and he didn't realize how stiff his voice was, "I'll just go to the hospital by myself."

He started to leave, but when he was about to turn around, he realized that his wrist was still in Gojo Satoru's hand.

"Let's go to the infirmary," Gojo Satoru lowered his head, and paused every word, "Grass should be here today."

"Alright?" Wild Rose Nagasaki had no objection anyway. The location of this mission is not too far from the high school. She just searched it. Going to the hospital is better than going back to school.

As soon as the words fell, the blackness outside the parking lot suddenly faded.

"Yi Dizhi has collected the bill," Fu Heihui looked out the window, "Let's go."

Needless to say, the wound on the researcher's head is indeed a bit scary.

A slanted line was drawn upward from the left brow, as if it had been scratched by some sharp weapon, probably because the injury had been done for a long time, and now the blood around the wound was a little congealed, making it even scarier to look at.

No one explained to him what the curse spirit was all about, and Kazuki Matsushiro just asked like this. Gojo Satoru is now determined to get him, an ordinary person who strayed into the mission location, to go back to investigate, Kazuki Matsushiro I had no choice but to prepare to get in the supervisor's auxiliary car and go to the entrance of the high school to ask some questions.

Hearing Gojo Satoru's meaning that now Nitrate is working in the infirmary of the high school, thinking of his old classmate's violent practice of medicine, and the level of accomplishment that might not have passed the examination for his medical license, Kazuki Matsushiro felt his forehead hurt even more for a moment.

He took a step forward, then stopped with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Gojo Satoru's voice came.

"No," Kazuki Matsushiro couldn't bear it anymore, "Why don't you let go of my hand first?"

Just now when he wanted to touch the wound, Gojo Satoru pinched his wrist to stop him and never let go.

Gojo Satoru let go with an innocent look on his face.

If it weren't for Gojo Satoru's hot hands, Kazuki Matsushiro would suspect that this scene was a reenactment of his nightmare on the plane.

If only he woke up suddenly and found that he was still on the plane, and the plane landed in Hawaii immediately.

Another stick of incense was offered to the martyrdom's annual leave, and Kazuki Matsushiro got into the supervisor's assistant's car.

In the past ten years, the hardware settings in the magic world have really improved a lot. He is also a supervisor and assistant. The car he is driving now is better than the one he drove back then.

The only girl in the group sat in the front, and the back seat was crowded with him, Wujo Wu, the Zenyuan son, and the pink-haired boy at the beginning. It was really crowded.

He got a seat by the window because of the injury on his forehead. Gojo Satoru rubbed his shoulder with his left arm, probably because he was afraid that his forehead would hit the handrail. The moment the car started, he pulled out and helped Kazuki Matsushiro shoulder, and then put his left hand on the seat in front of him naturally.

One touch away.

Before Kazuki Matsushiro had time to think about it, APTX4869 came back.

[Dangdangdang,] The grandson also played a song for himself, [The last piece of the upgraded plug-in was passed over from the technical department, saying that he was not sure if the problem in this world was caused by Gojo Satoru, and asked me to install the test Check his blackening value and check again. If not, you have to find out where the bug is. 】

[You test it. ] Kazuki Matsushiro sat feeling uncomfortable all over, and the feeling of satirizing the incomplete upgrade of the system was gone.

[Let me see, this data is quite a lot...] APTX4869 read while installing the plug-in.

【Five Satoru】

[Owner of Six Eyes, Unlimited Heir, Patriarch of the Wutiao Family... How come there are so many titles like Dragon Mother. 】

Matsushiro Kazuki: 【You recite what you should recite. 】

[Possess spells: Cang, He, Chi, Reversal spells... Hey Gojo Satoru is quite powerful, so I learned all of them. 】

[Field: Infinite space. 】

[Blackening value: ... 100? 】

【ah? 】Matsushiro Kazuki almost jumped up from the stool.