Logical twist?

Looking at this philosophical name, Yahara couldn't help but look forward to it. And the doctor left after bandaging and explaining a few precautions, just leaving him enough time to read the introduction of the system.

[Logical distortion: Logic is the laws and rules of thinking, and distortion is distortion and reversal. This technique can forcibly distort the law of cause and effect of things to achieve an offensive effect. 】

Just a few dozen words made Yahara gasp, and forcibly reversing the law of cause and effect of things is too perverted, right?

Thinking that he still has the opening ability of a sophist, wouldn't the two be invincible if they were combined?

He was in a good mood all of a sudden, and even the pain in his arm had subsided a lot.

After receiving the reward from the system, Yahara got up and went to the ward of Sasaki and Iguchi Senpai to check on their condition.

Gently closing the door of the ward, Yahara turned her head to see Sasaki's body trembling, and when she was about to go out to call the doctor, she suddenly opened her eyes and gasped for breath.

"Yahara-kun? Is that you? Sasaki asked, narrowing his somewhat short-sighted eyes.

"It's me, and this is Sugisawa Hospital, so it's safe." Yahara walked over to the bed and handed her Sasaki's glasses.

Sasaki put on his glasses tremblingly, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said to himself: "It's all because I don't have to go to school at night to meet that kind of monster, and it also affects the well..."

Before he finished speaking, tears couldn't stop flowing, and his heart was extremely painful.

Yahara sighed: "Alas, it's not actually the fault of the seniors, all the source is just that finger called a super-grade curse, which will attract powerful curses around it." ”

"It was me and Knotweed who picked it up, and if there was a mistake, it was also our fault. Iguchi-senpai is not in good shape, but someone should come to treat him tomorrow. Thinking about Heihui's instructions before leaving, Yehara added a sentence.

Sasaki looked at Yahara who was smiling sincerely in surprise, and it seemed to be the first time in his memory, and he rubbed his red eyes: "Well, I remember." ”

After telling her to have a good rest, Yahara walked to the hall and saw that the nurse's station had pointed to the clock at two o'clock in the morning, and then realized that his body was tired.

When there was no one around, the spell brought by the sophist vanished, and exhaustion and sleepiness came flooding up. In a hurry, he found a bench to lie down and rest.

When Knotweed Yuhito came to wake him up, it was already sunny and peaceful outside the window.

Yawning, Yahara asks him how things are going. And Knotweed Yuren said with an indifferent face: "It's nothing, it's just a suspended death penalty and joining the Spell High School, it's not a big deal for the time being." ”

Yahara couldn't think of anything for a while, so he had to take him to visit Sasaki and Iguchi-senpai. After a few words of greeting, Knotweed reluctantly said goodbye and ran away.

After that, Yahara and Gojo Satoru accompany Knotweed Yuhito to the crematorium to dispose of his grandfather's body, looking at the gradually smoking chimney, Knotweed Yuhito's mood falls into a trough.

"I'm sorry, but at a time like this..."Gojo Satoru rarely got serious, "So have you decided what to do?" ”

After a long silence, Knotweed Yuhito suddenly asked, "Is it common for curses to happen?" ”

After patiently explaining the frequency and harm of curses, Satoru Gojo turned his gaze to Yahara: "What about your thoughts?" It can't be an impulse to agree to enter the Spell Academy, right? ”

Yehara didn't expect him to suddenly ask himself, thought for a long time, and said word by word:

"I want to know what kind of scenery each decision will bring to me as I reach the finish line."

Oh? The corners of Gojo Satoru's mouth went up, but it was an unexpected answer?

Seeing this, Knotweed Yuhito remembered what his grandfather said before he died: You are very strong, you want to help others, and you have to die surrounded by thousands of people.

"The curse generated by the death of the su will also be reduced, right?"

"Of course!"

With his grandfather's face in mind, Knotweed Yuhito asked for a second Subu finger and swallowed it in one gulp in front of Satoru Gojo and Yahara.

Satoru Gojo spread out his right hand and took a receiving stance, paying attention to Yuhito's reaction. Fortunately, the latter only had a curse pattern on his face again, and retched with disgust and said, "It's really unpalatable." ”

This excellent physical patience and willpower amazed Satoru Gojo, and at the same time amused by his strange answer.

"In that case, knotweed, you and Yahara should pack their bags today."

Knotweed Yuhito stood up and asked curiously, "Where to go?" ”

"Tokyo." Megumi Fushiguro, who was wearing a bandage on her head, walked from a distance, still with a cold and unwavering expression, "Next, you all have to enter the school where the sorcerer is studying." ”

"The full name is Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Jujutsu."

The next day, Yohara accompanied Knotweed Yuhito in front of his grandfather's tombstone to mourn in silence, and then followed Gojo Satoru on the road to the High School of Spells.

The High School of Spells is not only an educational institution, but also an important place for mission planning and volunteer support.

Yahara listened silently to Gojo Satoru's introduction, and compared the Miyazawa Prefecture No. 3 High School with the buildings with the intertwined Japanese religious characteristics of this pavilion, Xiao Yin Yu Lin said that's it.

Arriving at the path in front of the door, Satoru Gojo began to arrange the itinerary: "Knotweed will go to the principal for an interview later, and I will test it myself." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yuhito raised his hand and asked, "What does the interview mean?" ”

"It's like the process you go through when you go to the company, it's intuitive enough." Satoru Gojo made an analogy.

Yahara was a little confused at this time, how did his interview become like this, and it was Satoru Gojo who came in person? Isn't it a test of the truth of your spell?

At this time, a narrow scar under Knotweed Yuhito's eyes suddenly opened, and he sneered with sharp teeth: "Humans really like to do these boring things, and tests that have nothing to do with strength are all jokes!" ”

Knotweed Yuhito hurriedly covered it, and as a result, his mouth appeared from the back of his hand: "I can feel your power, and when I am resurrected, I will be the first to kill you!" ”

Then he shouted to Yahara: "Boy, you are also very interesting." Then there was no movement.

In the words, you are obviously the last to block the Sufu technique of Gojo Satoru.,But the spearhead is pointed at the night of the wild for some reason.。

"It's your honor to be praised by Su Fu, Yeyuan." Satoru Gojo patted him on the shoulder.

"Is this guy famous?" After struggling not to let Su Fu come out, Knotweed Yuhito asked curiously.

"The two-faced sufu is an illusory ghost with four hands and two faces, but in the story 1,000 years ago, it was a real human."

"At that time, the sorcerer was in his heyday, and he summoned all his forces to challenge him and failed."

"Since then, he has been dubbed the Sufu, and even his body cannot be destroyed."

Although there was a hiccup, Overnight Hara and Knotweed Yuhito finally started the interview without danger.

Coming to the playground where the high school of spells is specially trained, Satoru Gojo put his hands in his pockets: "Okay, Yahara." Come and show me your technique. ”