See the spirit boy Gangji

The boy's hand was aimed at the white-haired conjurer's brow.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's pupils dilated abnormally.

He hates someone appearing in front of him now, and he doesn't want anyone in this space at this time.

All the life forms that appear here, the sense of existence they bring squeezes the oxygen and sense of security that Tsunaki can absorb from all directions, and he seems to be wrapped in the torrent of water, and he can only swim upstream desperately. Get a little free air.

He was angry.

Anger took hold of him, an influx of grief from being uncontrollable, manipulative, powerless.

[If you hate it, then destroy it. 】

It wasn't right, but he now desperately wanted to be alone here.

my fears and rages, my secrets,

They don't need to be known--

A dark color suddenly enveloped Gangji's eyes.

Something was stuck on his nose.

The boy hesitated and touched it in confusion.

Cool metal frame.

"It's sunglasses—" a light and casual voice sounded in the boy's ear.Gojo Satoru removed his hand from the glasses frame and snapped his fingers in front of Tsunayoshi.

"how do you feel?"

"Although the blocking properties of sunglasses are not as good as eye masks, they are much more handsome than eye masks~" Gojo Satoru shook the black eye mask that he had put down before: "Is it not so clear now?"

Tsuna touched the darkened world in front of her eyes.

In the already dark room, in the visible line of sight, what caught the eye was a group of indistinct black shadows, and the figure in front of him was tall and slender.

It was the strange person who came to Bingsheng school to meet him last time.

"Oh, you seem to have calmed down a lot." Gojo Satoru leaned on the sofa next to him, and he kept a relatively safe social distance with the boy this time.

The brown-haired boy grabbed his pants, Tsuna stared at the darkness in front of him, took a few deep breaths, and the expression on his face became calm.

After the angry flame-like emotions subsided, the brown-haired boy sat obediently in his seat, but his appearance seemed a little reserved.Wujo Wu thought, he looked like a well-behaved and innocent little sheep again.

"Stupid, please explain." Reborn looked at Leon, who was half hatched, with an expressionless immature face, which made people feel an unusual sense of seriousness.

"I..." Hesitation appeared on Gangji's face, he didn't want to tell others these things.Regarding the boy's expression of trying to hide his struggle, Reborn was as direct as ever, and he explained the situation.

"Juji and Yamamoto already know that something is wrong with you, are you going to hide it from them?" The little baby said:

"What is the reason for hiding? Paranoia, psychological problems? Or do you have any other better reasons? Sawada Tsunayoshi, don't treat everyone as fools."

What reborn said was not pleasant, but it directly hit the point where the boy subconsciously wanted to quibble.

Gang Ji shook his head, he was silent for a while, and carefully tested: "...Does Mom know?"

Reborn touched the cocooned pet with a calm tone.

"she does not know."

Tsuna looked at him, his eyes behind the sunglasses stared at the killer's cute and soft face. There was no expression on Reborn's face.

The expressionless face of an adult will give people the impression of being gloomy, indifferent and difficult to get along with, but reborn is different, his face is soft and looks so harmless, and his black pupils are as usual with the kind of eyes that belong to a baby pure.In this kind of eyes, Tsuna felt that he would never understand what Reborn was thinking.

He couldn't even imagine any overly exaggerated emotions on Reborn's face, was it because in his impression a baby with this appearance couldn't make such an expression?

Gang Ji suddenly realized that he had never seen a bright expression on the other party's face.Most of the emotions Tsunaki feels are reflected in Reborn's tone of voice and actions, which are naturally reflected in the subconscious judgment of the human brain.

When Reborn restrained his behavior, what he felt was just confusion, because he could no longer understand the motivation and meaning of the other party's behavior.

The brown-haired boy stared at his tutor for a long time, and finally lost. He took off the sunglasses in front of him, and his eyebrows and eyes drooped.

Gojo Satoru looked at the two people in front of him playfully, with his arms resting on the sofa, his long legs raised alternately.

"Then Tsunayoshi, come and introduce us what you 'saw'?" Gojo Satoru bit down on the specific vocabulary, and Tsunayoshi raised his eyelids and glanced at the white-haired conjurer.

"Outside the window, 10 minutes ago." Gojo Satoru looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi with his face turned away from Hei Ⅰ and II: "What did you see?"

The brown-haired boy tilted his head.

"Seven o'clock direction."

Gojo Satoru glanced over.

Gojo Satoru saw a teeny fly by.teeny?He rested his chin on one hand and stared, noticing that the brown-haired boy's eyes were not following the magic spirit that was too weak to calculate the damage.Sawada Tsunayoshi's gaze was fixed on the position next to the window, which was further away from the 7 o'clock position.

The conjurer found it interesting, what are you looking at?His six eyes looked over, but there was nothing there.

"You don't look straight, is there other reasons?" The conjurer propped his face and said his guess: "Except for the reasons for the shock of the ugly appearance. I think you are quite courageous, so don't dare to go straight. Is there some other reason why Shihe always runs away blindly?"

"Let me guess—" the man bent his lips: "Oh, it's not that I don't dare to look at it, but that I can't look at it, right?"

Curses born from people's negative emotions and fears are called curse spirits. They are born of curse power, so they also use spell power and like to attack humans.But Gojo Satoru in Nishimori Town didn't feel a lot of curse breath.

This is a peaceful town with not many people, and the surrounding residents are just ordinary people. Many people have stayed in this small place in Bingsheng all their lives.This area generally reveals a stable and clean atmosphere.

Unless there are some serious evils, the curse spirits he saw along the way are all relatively easy to remove.

Attracting the attention of the curse spirit will indeed make it easier to be attacked, and pretending not to see it is just a relative probability of reduction.However, apart from the recent case of the death of a young girl around Sawada Tsunayoshi, there has never been a serious case of wounding people with curse spirits.

So what is Sawada Tsunayoshi afraid of?

"Invisible, unsubstantiated," he mused:

"And, the most important point is the birth of non-mana."

"It's a completely different system from yours?" Reborn looked at the young conjurer named the strongest.

"Yeah, it's true, the six eyes can't see." Gojo Satoru's fingers pressed down the blue eyes that were almost inhuman on his face.Usually everything goes against the odds, and the six eyes, which are almost defined as the "eyes of the gods", actually hit a wall directly.

The man's tone rose, and he didn't feel any sense of frustration at all. In fact, Tsuna could feel another strange excitement from the white-haired magician in front of him.

"In this case, then..." Regarding the weight ratio of conjuration education, Reborn pressed down on the brim of his hat. He was about to talk about his future plans for Sawada Tsunayoshi, but the white-haired conjurer showed great interest, as if Staring at Tsunayoshi Sawada like seeing some super fun and delicious toy.

Sawada Tsunayoshi felt his scalp tingling from being stared at by these eyes, and couldn't help shrinking back.

"Isn't this... super fun?!"

Reborn coldly pointed his pistol/gun at Gojo Satoru, he had clearly seen that the conjurer in front of him was not a normal person, and there was something wrong in his mind for doing this.

"Don't get me wrong, my students are not some of your toys." Reborn's voice was cold: "Maybe the Marisa House on 3rd Street next door might be very suitable for you."

Marisa House is a very famous Barbie doll store in Japan.

The little girl next door quarrels every day to ask her mother to buy her the latest doll. When I was seven years old, it seemed that Nana bought me one too...

Ahhh, what are you thinking about? ?Sawada Tsunayoshi's soul flew into the sky.

"Hey, why are you all so fierce one by one?" Gojo Satoru showed an aggrieved expression: "I wouldn't do such a disrespectful thing to a little boy! Besides, I am also now You can also be regarded as half of Tsunayoshi-kun's teacher?"

The white-haired man opened his slender hands, his index and middle fingers interlaced, and made a strange gesture.

After seeing this gesture, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt his hairs stand on end for no reason.

There was no reason for this feeling, he jumped up from the sofa almost subconsciously, but his legs were already numb due to the long-term stiffness before, and when he realized that he had stumbled with his left foot and rolled directly behind the table with his right foot On the ground, clearly and directly, he fell a beautiful somersault in front of the two of them.

Reborn: "..."

reborn: "What a shame, stupid gang."

Gojo Satoru was speechless, and looked at the boy lying on the ground with a face of novelty:

"Your reflexive condition is a bit interesting, but I haven't done anything yet." Gojo Wu turned his head: "Your family's training is quite scary."

Look at what the child's ptsd looks like.

"Oh, flattery, I didn't teach this." Reborn gave Sawada Tsunayoshi a cold look, and Sawada Tsunayoshi could only shake his head frantically, no, he didn't remember, this is the instinctive reaction of the body!

Sawada Tsunayoshi wants to cry but has no tears.

"Can you see what's in my hand?" Gojo Satoru didn't intend to tease the other party anymore, he closed his fingers into a fist shape, and Reborn watched the conjurer's movements calmly, he couldn't see the incantation It is not the specific form created by the master, but one can indeed feel a force condensed in it.

This force makes people instinctively feel uncomfortable.

The black eyes shifted slightly, watching the expression of Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Idiot Tsuna was obviously able to see what Gojo Satoru was doing.

So the biggest question is really about what the conjurer can't see, but the fool can see?The killer inevitably gave a secret "tsk".This is indeed trouble.

"Dark purple." Tsuna replied, "Like a flame."

He stared curiously at the burning mana in front of him.

Gojo Satoru bent his lips, and asked in a tone like coaxing a child: "Do you want to know how this is done?"

"It's very simple. The source of the mantra is the negative emotions of some people." The mantra in Wujo Wu's hand is constantly changing, "It is the concrete manifestation of negative emotions such as resentment. The energy extracted from these emotions, It's the magic."

"Negative emotions...?" The boy asked: "Everyone has negative emotions, so can everyone become a magician?"

"Everyone does have magic power, except for those with special "restraints"."

"But only those with stronger spells can see what we see." Wujo Satoru explained:

"You can also call it [talent]."

"People without talent can't even see the existence of magic spirits, let alone become magicians. There is still a certain screening threshold for this." Even if you can barely step into the threshold of magicians after practicing, but It is not uncommon for weak strength to lead to a tragic end in the end.

Tsuna stared at his hands.

The man's way of depicting is very abstract. Most of the students in his high school of conjuration are in a state of stocking. Coupled with his own talent from birth, Gojo Satoru's way of explaining conjuration can be said to be extremely bad.But the inexplicable Gang Ji actually understood the meaning of the other party.

It's like you learned how to weave flower rope a long time ago.Even if I can't remember clearly, once I practice it, it becomes as natural and simple as breathing.

The brown-haired boy spread out his hands, feeling some kind of heat flowing from his body and condensing between his palms.

It is a white thing like steam. They are warm and seem to have a strong vitality. After these things are condensed in the hands, they become a ball.

Bright and warm, like a flame painted with the clearest orange paint used by a painter, illuminated his face.

Reborn stared at the flame in the boy's hand, Hey II, and said the name of the flame with no expression on his face.

"Flame of Death Qi."

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?

"Oh, isn't this Prison Monarch? Why don't you go in?" A gentle voice with some doubts sounded from behind.

"The one next to you is...?" The two turned their heads and saw a woman in a blue dress standing behind them and looking at them with a smile.The woman also holds a light-colored vegetable basket in her arms.

Takeshi Yamamoto looked at the short-haired woman with warm brown hair in front of him, and guessed her identity almost immediately.Before Gokuji Hayato opened his mouth, he showed a smile that belonged to "Yamamoto".

"Ah, is it Ganga's mother?" Takeshi Yamamoto smiled: "You both look alike! When I saw you just now, I felt a sense of familiarity. Tsunayoshi's mother looks really good-looking. "

"Hey, eh, is it?" Nana Sawada rubbed her face with one hand, feeling a little embarrassed to be praised so suddenly.

"Oh, you really can talk..."

"Hahahaha, you're telling the truth." The short-haired boy touched the back of his head with a natural and sincere look: "Gang is also very cute."

"My name is Takeshi Yamamoto. My hobby is playing baseball. I'm Tsunayoshi's classmate. Good afternoon, Auntie."

The boy introduced himself.

Nana Sawada smiled and waved her hands: "Since they are all classmates of A-gang, don't be so polite, just call me Nana's mother."

"Okay," Takeshi Yamamoto ignored the eyes of the prison temple next to him who wanted to kill, and said in a selective and elliptical manner:

"Good afternoon, Mom."

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The author has something to say:

59: I can't hide my eyes that want to kill someone.

80: Hahaha I don't understand what you are talking about.

感谢在2021-10-1123:58:08~2021-10-1323:52:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Nangong Cuihua, Lin Lin, Mr. Hat, and one who is not straight in the world;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：南宫翠花10瓶；卿芽鸭8瓶；临磷3瓶；neet猫2瓶；棒棒糖1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!