After being scummed by four men

In October, Tokyo has just entered autumn, and the unbearable heat has faded away. The school is full of pleasant refreshment from the woods.

Xia Youjie held the suitcase with one hand, listened to the grunting sound of the pulleys sliding across the bluestone slab, and walked forward silently with his head slightly lowered.

At this moment, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind:

"Summer oil!"

Xia Youjie stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw Nitrol looking at him in surprise, striding over.

"Glass." Xia Youjie's tone was flat, unable to detect any emotion, he looked at Glass, his eyes were slightly closed stiffly and tiredly.

"I just found out from Mr. Ye Moth that you resigned." Nitrate paused, and continued in a joking tone, "You guy, you didn't say goodbye to us, are you trying to sneak away?"

Xia Youjie looked at Nitro's eyes for a while, and he looked at the large and small shrines in the distance with an unclear expression, and said vaguely:

"Is that so?"

Nitro was silent for a while, then frowned and took out a cigarette, lowered her head slightly and nodded, she said in a flat tone:

"This is the first time I've seen you wearing cassock. What, you plan to be a magic stick in the future?"

Xia Youjie smiled, but said nothing.

At this time, Xia Youjie was wearing a dark blue gown with a cassock with gold lace, against his tired and plain expression, it made people feel like a dangerous and deep whirlpool for no reason.

Nitro looked at him, frowning more and more tightly, and finally couldn't help giving him a thump:

"Are you really planning to make trouble?"

"I just want to live a better life." Xia Youjie moved his body uncomfortably, and said lightly, "In order to live a happier life, take some trivial measures."

"Small tricks?" Nitzi squinted at Xia Youjie suspiciously, she didn't believe that Xia Youjie would do small things at all.

Xia Youjie is a close friend of Wujo Wu, a lawless guy, so if he gets together with his kind, he won't be too cute.

Nitzi just looked at Xia Youjie carefully for a while, but Xia Youjie seemed to have improved in the past few years, and she didn't frighten her sharp eyes at all, and always had a flat expression.

"Forget it, if Xia Youjie wants to do something, only that guy Wu can stop him." Nitro took a puff of cigarette irritably, and continued, "It just so happens that Wu will come back after the end of the year. When the time comes, let him Go and stop you yourself."

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes as if thinking for a while, and then raised a faint smile:

"Enlightenment, well, if you want to stop him, let him come."

It's time to make a break.

The child Toru Ichino that Makoto He Ze rescued almost killed the rogue guest Hatta Hirobumi today.

When Xia Youjie got home, one big and one small were arguing.

"I told you before! You are not allowed to use magic power without my permission! You actually use it to kill people!" He Zecheng looked angrily at the little boy who twisted his head and looked unrepentant, and scolded him.

"But it doesn't matter even if he has bad intentions towards you, my lord?" Ichino Toru was also very wronged, and he replied angrily.

"If he makes a mistake, let the police deal with him." He Zecheng had a headache, and tried his best to teach the child patiently. Use your own thoughts as the standard, and judge at will."

Ichino Toru obviously couldn't understand, he frowned and looked aggrieved.

He Zecheng had no choice but to simply tell him:

"In short, you must not use spells on ordinary people! Remember it!"

This time the child understood, but the expression of dissatisfaction appeared on his face again, causing He Zecheng a headache.

"Cheng." He Zecheng heard someone calling him from behind, subconsciously turned around, and saw Xia Youjie in cassock and carrying a suitcase.

"Xia Youjun?" He Zecheng was a little confused, cassock and suitcase?This is how the same thing?

Xia Youjie walked up to He Zecheng, frowned and said softly:

"That Hatta Hirobumi harassed you again?"

Damn monkey.

"It's okay, he can't beat me," He Zecheng sighed, feeling a little annoyed, then he looked at Xia Youjie and asked curiously, "What's going on with you?"

"I resigned from school," Xia Youjie said, with a smile on his face, and stretched his arms to show him the robes on his body, "I will be your guardian in the future, how about it?"

"Resigned? Brother Wu?" He Zecheng was not as happy as Xia Youjie imagined, but asked him anxiously, "Does Brother Wu know? Why did Xia Youjun resign?"

The smile on Xia Youjie's face gradually faded, and finally he looked at He Zecheng with eager eyes and said:

"Cheng, let's talk."

"What is Cheng's technique? Can you tell me?" Xia Youjie looked at He Zecheng intently and sincerely with his long and narrow eyes.

He Zecheng hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not.

He didn't know the reason why Junko didn't let him tell the art, he could only guess that it might be to avoid being feared by others, but he wasn't sure if there were other reasons.

So although he knew that Xia Youjie would not be afraid of him because of his technique, he was not sure whether he was allowed to tell Xia Youjie for other reasons.

While He Zecheng was hesitating, he didn't notice a gloomy look in Xia Youjie's eyes.

Before He Zecheng could think it over, Xia Youjie took the initiative to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and comforted him softly:

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me, anyway, the effect of Cheng's spell can make ordinary people have spell power, right?"

He Zecheng lowered his head in embarrassment, and let out a "hmm".

"So Cheng, I have an idea, listen to me." Xia Youjie held his face and gently asked him to look up at himself.

Then He Zecheng looked at Xia Youjie's face that had become thinner and sharper for some reason recently, and heard him softly say to himself:

"Cheng, let's build a paradise that only belongs to magicians?"

"Huh?" He Zecheng looked into Xia Youjie's serious eyes in bewilderment.

"You have the ability to do it, right?" Xia Youjie grabbed his shoulders, lowered his head close to his face, looked at him and said softly.

He Zecheng thought about the operation of his spell power recently and didn't know why, and occasionally there was a little confusion.

As the protégé of the night moth Zhengdao whose spell is "puppet control", He Zecheng is very good at the fine manipulation of spell power. Later, he can even manifest fine bird wings, and manipulate it meticulously and dexterously .

Then this kind of confusion is probably not a mistake, but an abnormality. It is still impossible to know why this abnormality occurred, but He Zecheng has a kind of worry. It's about mantra.

"Cheng?" Xia Youjie awakened He Zecheng in his memory, his eyes were lowered, and his long eyelashes made it difficult to see his expression clearly.

"You don't want to?" He Zecheng heard Xia Youjie ask in an unclear tone.

"Xia Youjun," He Zecheng brushed away Xia Youjie's hand holding his shoulder, and he sighed, "I know you want to prevent the casualties of conjurers, but it's not at all whether human beings can control the power of spells." reason."

He Zecheng looked at Xia Youjie's silent face, and continued:

"Could it be that all human beings have become conjurers, and there will be no casualties for conjurers?"

"Cheng, you have to try it." Xia Youjie frowned, "Why don't you try it?"

"Xia Youjun, sometimes you really look like a child," He Zecheng caressed Xia Youjie's face helplessly, "it's really childish to simplify complicated things."

Xia Youjie pursed his lips, and Nitzi had said the same thing to him, but he still couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, so he insisted on persuading He Zecheng:

"Try it, Cheng, for Huiyuan and the others, try it."

"It's a waste of effort," He Zecheng always disagreed with his thoughts, "Xia You-jun, if solving the spell problem can make everyone happy, the police won't have such a headache, those vicious criminals Ordinary people."

Mr. Xia You slowly turned his head away, as if he really didn't want to listen to him.

"The criminals chased by the police were all born to the parents of ordinary people. Do you want to kill their parents?" He Zecheng looked at Xia Youjie, who was rarely childish, with some amusement, and explained patiently, "Blindly Killing can't really solve the problem."

"So I want you to give it a try, Cheng." Xia Youjie turned around when he heard the words, and looked at him angrily, "Why don't you just listen?"

"Because I am more in favor of Brother Wu's idea, look for smart companions, teach them to grow up, use education to educate people's hearts, and prevent the birth of evil." He Zecheng looked at Xia Youjie seriously, "Since the curse is caused by Human beings are born of evil, and ordinary criminals are also born of human evil, why not stop it from the root cause?"

"But do you know how many people will die here? Especially our companions! Huiyuan and the others!" Xia Youjie turned cold towards He Zecheng for the first time, "Huiyuan and the others can't wait for you and Wu's beautiful ideals The day it comes true!"

He Zecheng was silent for a while, turned his head away, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window compared with the dark room, and said softly:

"I know, I've always known, and brother Wu knows too."

He looked at Xia Youjie who was stunned, and forced a smile: "We also know that we may not see that day at all, and die before dawn."

"But this is a reformer," He Zecheng looked at him softly, "May our flesh and blood pave a solid road to happiness for future people."

Xia Youjie stared blankly at He Zecheng's gentle and sad face, and it was the first time that he really felt like a god.

Sacrifice, devotion, gentle and equal shelter for all.

He raised his hand, and slowly stroked He Zecheng's soft blond hair with his broad palm. His long and narrow eyes fixedly looked at He Zecheng:

"With me and Wu here, you never have to worry, no one can get past us and hurt you."

"I promise."

Then the new righteousness about Xia Youjie was just gone.

Three months later, in a small abandoned building.

"Uh!" Hatta Hirofumi let out a grunt in his throat. He was curled up on the ground and twitched, his eyes were wide open, and blood flowed from his neck continuously, and quickly gathered under him into a small pool of blood. .

He stared at the man with the strange bangs looking down at him, his vision gradually dimmed, and his heart was filled with unbelievable sadness.

He was killed by the man he loved.

Xia Youjie was wearing cassock, with a compassionate smile on his face, but the coldness in his eyes made him look more like an evil monk.

"Master Xia You!" "Brother Xia You!"

A boy and two girls came up and stood behind him with their hands tied.

"Are you afraid?" Xia Youjie smiled and turned his head slightly to them.

Ichino Toru, Nanako, and Mimiko are all children with tragic experiences. They looked at Hatta Hirobumi's body without changing their expressions.

"No." The three children said in unison calmly.

"Very good." Xia Youjie turned around with a smile, dropped a curse spirit, and ordered it to clean up.

"Then, let's start to implement our righteousness." Xia Youjie whispered with his back to the three children.

"Yes, Master Xia You!"

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