It's good, Guan Nanjing suddenly rushed into the prison gate and went to the martyrdom of Gojo Satoru (no), all this happened so fast that they couldn't react to what was going on at all.

"Ahh How so? ”

The real person jumped down from the roof, jumped next to Qi Suo, who seemed to be very defensible for the first time, and asked with ten out of ten malicious happiness: "Your brother abandoned you and ran away with someone else?" Does he not want you? Why doesn't your body listen to you? Oh, oh, what the hell is going on? ”

The three brothers who followed were stunned: "How could the mirror be imprisoned?" Did you design that too? You've wanted to kill him for a long time? You speak! ”

The leaky pot watched as he suddenly broke a powerful spell spirit, and the volcano on his head erupted: "What magic weapon does Gojo Satoru have on his body, and how did he suck the Guannan Mirror into it!" Damn it, evil sorcerer! I'm afraid that the mirror is more than lucky, and he may be killed by this demon inside! ”

Everyone:......

No, leaky pot, it seems like you're the only one who got the situation a little wrong.

Ignoring them, he just crouched down to check the situation at the prison gate. The mood has been adjusted in a very short period of time, or there is no way to adjust it - the seal is indeed completed, but the speed at which the Prison Gate Frontier has to deal with Gojo Satoru is much slower than expected, and the other party still has room to launch a spell to fix himself here is an unplanned step. The second problem was that Guan Nanjing desperately left him and threw himself in......

It's annoying.

He has passed the age of regretting that he does not have the so-called "absolute power", and he has long since ceased to be rude to have the unique talent and magic power in the world, and longs to become the strongest person who is favored and blessed by the heavens. From the time he was born, he was so weak that he couldn't even get on the chessboard, whether it was Tian Yuan, Su Fu, Genshin or too many powerful spell masters later, they were the ones who stirred up the times, the center of the spell world, and the masters who could control the fate of others at will. But what are the facts? Now it's him who is playing with the fate of these guys.

He went from being a guy who didn't even deserve to be a chess piece to a chess player.

— but occasionally, like now, he still feels a kind of outburst: If only I had the most power.

Why is fate so stupid that it always gives the most extraordinary talents to those who know nothing but pleasure and do whatever they want.

I'll kill you directly, Satoru Gojo. You don't have to do all the tricks and painstaking efforts to endure all of your actions, because you are powerful and reckless, and you will intrude on the hearts and minds of others.

Give me back my baby!!

"Leave your own business." Amid the shouts of the spell spirits discussing what to do next, he calmed down and calmed down to think about countermeasures—no matter what, sealing Gojo Satoru was temporarily completed, and although there was a mistake in time, everything was still under his control. He'll think of a way to save Kan Nanjing, and Gojo Satoru won't kill him, but I don't know if he'll do something else...... A matter that separates them from their flesh and blood.

It was worse than killing Guan Nanjing, he held his face with his hands, and his eyes darkened.

"Can you please stop holding my hand?" Inside the prison gate, Guan Nanjing is carefully using magic to build a more comfortable house: I want a double room, I don't know if I can conjure food, and I don't know if they will be hungry although they won't die, but in short, they will also leave a place for the kitchen, and then the living room...... I don't know how many times I was helplessly attracted by the silver-haired man.

"How's it going, do you remember a little bit?" The other party was quite happy, his lips under the blindfold curled, and he shook his hand with a grin and said, "We used to do this a lot." ”

Guan Nanjing looked at him for a while, withdrew his hand and hid it behind him, and said firmly: "Lying." ”

"Really, why are you still so hard to deceive." Satoru Gojo touched his face: "...... Ah, yes, I want a Barcelona chair there, it's the kind with footrests, yes, yes - great! The power of the mirror is amazing! ”

South Mirror: ......

He was sure he knew him before, because if someone else was teasing him like this, he would have fought three hundred rounds by now; If it is Qi Suo who dares to make trouble, it is even more "the corpse is talking". But when Satoru Gojo did this, he was quite calm, and changed the sofa according to the other party's description.

"Is that okay?" The other party lay comfortably on it, Guan Nanjing's hand was withdrawn from the back of the chair, allowing the mana to maintain its current state, pressing the elasticity to confirm that the feel of the leather was about to be removed, and then his hand was held by another big hand.

It was just a very brief moment of crossing the line, and Gojo Satoru was so disciplined in the next second that he could be said to be a gentleman took out a handkerchief from his arms and put it on the armrest, then held up his hand and put it on the handkerchief, pulled the ring from his middle finger, and said softly: "Let's just say that the mirror is stupid, if I don't give it to you, when will you remember to go back?" ”

His eyes, a certain one.

"I've been keeping it for you, and it's time to return it to you. Seeing this, you still can't remember anything? ”

Guan Nanjing's fingertips trembled, and he lowered his eyelashes and watched as the other party slowly put the ring on the ring finger of his left hand...... Well? On the ring finger of the left hand?

"Mr. Gojo!" He finally couldn't stand the teasing a little anymore, and reluctantly snatched the ring and sat on the carpet with his back to him in protest. The other party lay back in his chair and laughed loudly, and after laughing for a while, he covered his face and said, "Don't call me that, Mirror." ”

"Huh?" Guan Nanjing dealt with it casually, and carefully examined his eyes. It is completely different from the heart, and when it is separated from the body, it is apparently dead and sealed in a gem.

It looks beautiful, lifelike, as if it's still alive, but it's really so dry that it can't be dried anymore, the curse is haunting, it's vicious, and if you don't resist, staring at it creates a lot of hallucinations.

It is not necessary or possible to take it out and put it back in the eye socket.

"'Satoru', you used to call me by my name." Gojo Satoru didn't get up, nor did he stare at him, but he lowered a hand and secretly curled his hair, like a cat with rich means: "Let's start reminiscing with the title, right?" ”

"It's a lie again." Guan Nanjing didn't want to put his eyes on his fingers, so he only put them in his pocket: "You said you were my senior...... Then I'll just call you 'senior'. ”

When the word "senior......" blurted out, he was stunned first, put the word in his mouth like a strange taste of sugar, and turned it over and over, not knowing whether he was avoiding the taste or tasting it, and muttered back and forth in a distraction.

I want to follow this feeling and find the source of the fog: "...... Predecessor. ”

"Hmm." Satoru Gojo's fingers touched his earlobe and whispered, "I'm here." ”

The early spring of '06 was colder than usual. Gojo Satoru was able to remember it so clearly because the dark wee hours of the morning when he finally found Guannan Mirror in the mountains were so cold that he had to increase his mana output all the time to resist the cold and maintain his body temperature.

Xia Youjie, who was beside him, was warming himself with a small fire-breathing spell, and at this time, he also moved very considerately between the two of them to let him rub the heat, but he laughed at him unforgivingly: "As for it?" We're not in the North Pole, so the wind freezes you. ”

"Your father has the ability to take back the spell spirit, and then talk about it......"

The two of them swore all the way up the mountain, and only climbed to the top before sunrise, and when they reached the top, they realized why they could not even see the temple marked in the mission book at the foot of the mountain, so that they had to walk cautiously on their legs—the mountain was already half collapsed.

So to be exact, they climbed half of the mountain.

The other half is right on the back, already deeply embedded deep in the ground. As the sun rose, perhaps the last curser to cast the enchantment had withdrawn or died, the full situation was finally revealed, the stone was broken, and the collapsed temple and large areas of blood could be seen at two-thirds of the height, and the fishy smell seemed to rush here, a whole hellish picture.

As the youngest and most talented two first-level spell masters in the spell world at the moment, Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie have dealt with eight special cases in a year, but this scene is still more exaggerated than everything they have seen before - those spell spirits are full of destructive desires after all, but this time it has nothing to do with spell spirits, it is a human being.

More accurately, the Cursers.

"The lower limit of humanity always scares me." Xia Youjie muttered to himself, and waved a flying spell spirit to probe the situation below: "What does 'Chaos Body' mean, they want to rush to grab it?" That kid can't handle it alone, damn it, aren't we too late......"

"After all, a reward of 100 million, what grade, and my price...... But it's not too late. Gojo Satoru put his hand in his pocket and looked down intently, and he didn't know when he lifted two small round sunglasses, his soft silver hair was blown back by the wind, and his bright eyes were amazingly bright: "I saw it." ”

Unlike the "over" scene that Xia Youjie saw, in Gojo Satoru's eyes, this half of the mountain was actually still shrouded in a strange, invisible mana, constantly changing from time to time, and still cruelly strangled all other sources of mana, whether they were spell spirits or curse masters, as if they had terrifying souls—until only one person remained.

The master of this mana.

The collapse stopped, and the last stone gurgled and rolled down, making a dull noise, stirring up a small storm of dust, and they saw from afar that under the beams and rubble that had collapsed from the main hall of the temple, a small dirty hand with a mixture of dust and blood came out of it, struggling to grasp the edge of the stone pavement, and was cut to blood...... And then there was no then, and he seemed to be stuck.

"Ahh Why can't he do this? Satoru Gojo exclaimed and put his sunglasses back on: "It's really urgent now!" Hey, Jay—"

How long does it take for a few hundred kilograms of stone and wood to crush a badly injured boy whose magic power suddenly collapses? No matter how optimistic you are, the situation is obviously not optimistic.

Xia Youjie had already grabbed the claws of an eagle-form spell spirit and flew down.

"You're going to take me with you, stingy!" Gojo Satoru shouted loudly in dissatisfaction, and jumped down in the glow of the mountain wind and the accumulation of blood.

After digging the man out of the rock, they were forced to wait for about two hours for the assistant superintendent to pick him up in a car before they set out on the way back: with a corpse that seemed to have just been dug out of the disaster film set (...... On public transport, they have no doubt that they will be taken by passers-by and taken to the police station on the spot. When the time comes, the high commissioner will go to fish for them, then it will really be a big flood that has washed the Dragon King Temple, and maybe it can be on the social news "Two DKs are suspected of dragging corpses on the street" or something, wouldn't they be scolded to death by the night moth.

During the long time of waiting and going back, the little corpse never woke up, and Gojo Satoru was sleepy, and he slept twice, and pestered the assistant overseer to go around and buy him a trunk of desserts, nibbling and nibbling five, six, seven, or eight...... The other party was still lying there groggy, motionless.

With a few sharp brakes, the blanket that rolled him gradually loosened, revealing his dirty, gray-drenched and bloodstained face, and his little hands that hung under the seat and shook with the car, as if they had completely lost control, and even the assistant superintendent who had been calm all the way was silent, and after glancing at it several times uneasily, he couldn't help but ask:

“…… The kid is still alive, isn't it? ”

Xia Youjie, who was in the back row with the little corpse, could obviously hear him panting, but he deliberately leaned over to listen to his heartbeat, and then his pupils constricted and he bounced up in shock!

The assistant superintendent was so frightened by him that he almost lost his hand on the steering wheel: "What, what's wrong?" ”

Gojo Satoru completely saw through his prank, held his breath, highly cooperated, and looked very shocked, and even sank the auxiliary supervisor's heart into the depths of the trench: "Here, what is the situation?" Is it dead or is it going to mutate? ”

"Supervising ......" Xia Youjie turned his head to look at him with a solemn face: "Don't you say that I haven't found out yet, his breathing has become stronger, and he may wake up soon, half an hour to an hour." ”

Satoru Gojo nodded vigorously on the co-pilot: "Yes! It's amazing! ”

Auxiliary Supervision: ......

For the rest of the ride, he seemed to have his mouth stitched shut, even though Satoru Gojo sang next to him, "Why are your ears so big, why don't you speak", and he was very cold and silent, vowing to refuse to tease the hateful DK of adults with his actions. The two beside him are not annoyed, each wearing headphones to listen to songs, Gojo Satoru has been looking out the window, and when he encounters a beautiful woman driving or a cute Samoyed in the back seat, he also presses the window to say hi to others, and Xia Youjie closes his eyes to recuperate - this trip does not need to swallow the spell spirit, which saves him a little disgusting, so he is extremely comfortable and tired now.

It wasn't until the little corpse did wake up at Xia Youjie's estimated time that the two of them finally had a new object to follow.

"Hey, Chaos, what's your name?" Gojo Satoru pulled the back of the chair and poked his head back, only to see the other party crawling up dirtily and curled up in a blanket in a chair that seemed too loose for him, as if he couldn't understand human speech.

"Are you scared?" He muttered and glanced at Xia Youjie. The other party didn't need him to hint, he had already pulled out a few wet wipes out of benevolence and righteousness, and gently handed them to the people around him: "Wipe your face first, okay?" Drink some more water. ”

The speed of the car was fast, the scenery outside the window was speeding by, and there was the rumbling wind outside. Guan Nanjing looked at him in confusion, in fact, his ears were still in a state of temporary deafness, maybe the eardrum was broken, but he didn't know. He couldn't react to what was happening for the time being, his head was hurting and his heart was hurting, as if he was cramping. Memories coiled together in confusion, eyes of hatred, sharp knives, shouts, collapses, stones, blood, blood-like flowing translucent stuff coming out of his body.

He suddenly covered his mouth, Xia Youjie was stunned, he didn't care about being polite or impolite, he held his neck with one hand to prevent him from vomiting and suffocating, and held a wet towel in the other hand to catch it underneath, and a spell came out behind his back to improvise, but only wisps of sticky blood fell from the fingers of Guannan Mirror. He finally couldn't hold it anymore, and spit out a big mouthful, the emaciated vertebrae got in the way, and he couldn't stop trembling in Xia Youjie's palm. The assistant superintendent parked the car on the side of the road and asked with a frown, "Do you need to go to the hospital urgently?" ”

"No, we need to find a glass urgently." Satoru Gojo pulled his sunglasses down again, frowned, and said, "It's ridiculous - as soon as he wakes up, his magic power is attacking his own body, I've never seen anything like it." ”

"It's a small thing, it's just that he never uses mana, and if he uses it too much, his body will be overloaded - it's a very easy truth."

Before giving it to the glass, Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie looked at each other, thinking that their freshly baked junior brother who was just baked yesterday was so fierce and unlucky, and the little corpse was afraid that it would really become a corpse! It's only been ten minutes since I gave it to the glass, and not only is the person fine, but also wiped clean by the glass (Glass: I'm learning to dispose of corpses, but this kid is not dead yet, so I didn't take off his pants), and suddenly from the barren mountains and wild corpses (...) It became a very beautiful baby angel, lying there very cute and well-behaved, breathing steadily!

They applauded together sincerely: "Wonderful hand rejuvenation, Doctor Glass!" ”

Then he was rewarded by the glass, and one person had a brain meltdown.

"I'm not done yet." She skillfully took out a cigarette, and Xia Youjie also skillfully took out a lighter and handed it over. Since she learned the reversal technique, her study pressure and work pressure have increased dramatically, and cigarettes have become her fresh belongings:

"However, a normal sorcerer would never have the problem of 'overload,' would they? Mana is such a thing, it is determined by talent, born with it, born without it, born with it, born with more than you want, born with less. Mana only depletes and melts, but it doesn't overload - it's impossible for a spellmaster to use it with a spell he doesn't have. ”

"Common sense doesn't need to be explained, this kind of thing even a halfway monk like Jie knows it." Satoru Gojo asked while holding Xia Youjie's hand as he tried to beat him, "Is it also because he is a chaotic body?" ”

Glass thoughtfully: "No...... Actually, it seems to be because it was sealed before. ”

Xia Youjie instinctively objected: "There is no such thing as depriving humans of their mana for more than ten years......

"It's not him." Glass gestured with his left hand in a circle in the air: "It's that kind of enchantment. ”

"Ahh Gojo Satoru understood: "That temple? Or that mountain? Is it a realm forbidden by mana? That's weird and ridiculous......"

"Possibly. But a few days ago, I don't know for what reason, the seal must have been broken, and the news that there was a chaotic body there was also posted on the dark web, and a reward of 100 million was opened...... That's probably what happened to it. Glass blinked and asked softly, "Is there still a living mouth at the scene?" ”

Xia Youjie was silent, but Gojo Satoru replied easily: "It's gone." But how many ordinary people, how many curse masters died in it, we have to wait until the other end is cleaned up to know, and I will see the report in a week. ”

So saying, he put his hand in his pocket, bypassed the glass, and went through the door, leaning over to look at the person on the bed very curiously. Black hair, looks very pale, pretty is beautiful, beautiful like a delicate and slender flower, just a little unhealthy, is it from the deep mountains and old forests, and followed the monk, malnourished and no meat to eat, so it didn't grow tall and heavy? For a spell master who practices physical arts every day, this physique is a bit tragically weak.

"Is it the blood that hasn't been wiped clean? Ah, no, it's a mole. ”

He touched the other party's chin with an itchy hand, and let out a sigh of surprise. After all, it's strange to have such a bloodless face with such a bright color. Thinking so, I itched my hands and touched them again.

"I forgot to mention it, Gojo." The glass probe said, "Be careful not to be too rough, he seems to have something wrong with his heart." ”

Xia Youjie leaned against the railing and sighed heavily.

When Guan Nanjing woke up, he completely forgot the journey from coma to high school. After the stress passed, his memory finally became clear, and he knelt on the futon with the nocturnal moth and talked to the two shapeless boys about his experience.

He could remember that his name was Guannan Mirror, that he could remember everything that had happened since he was a child, that he could remember the strange man who suddenly broke into the temple the night before, that he had suddenly been stabbed to death, that had stopped him from letting him go, and that he had been stabbed to death by a strange thing, and then that something strange had suddenly gushed out of his body (it was mana, stupid, Satoru Gojo interjected, and was punched twice on the top of his head by a night moth)......

"Then I woke up, and the 'senpai' with a mole on my face — she said she was older than me, and asked me to call her senior — said she cured me......"

"Huh?! Wait a minute, wait a minute. Gojo Satoru almost dropped his sunglasses, his eyes widened, and he pointed at himself and Xia Youjie with an incredulous face and asked, "What's going on, how did you skip the most critical part perfectly, don't you remember at all?" It was the two of us who saved you, both of us! Climbed against the wind for two hours in the middle of the night, understand? Yesterday I was escorting you in the car, and Jay wiped your face and hands-"

He started playing, and he was determined to scare the junior brother hard, so he put on a cold and critical look: "Anyway, that's it, we saved you." But we're not good people, and there's a reason for saving you - nocturnal moth, this guy is so valuable, it's a waste to kill him directly as originally planned, what should I do, stew him and eat it? ”

With a little bit of a cat-and-mouse grin, he held his chin, and his tone was accosting others, but his eyes deliberately stared directly at Guannanjing: "Or do you want to make eight pieces into a special spell?" Then I want his eyes, and that's why they look pretty. ”

Xia Youjie smiled and smiled, his eyes narrowed into a beautiful and upturned line kindly: "Then I will have a good heart." I've heard that the potency of the heart is always the strongest. ”

Guan Nanjing hung his head and was silent, and after a while, he leaned down and spoke, only to find that he had already cried, with a faint tremor in his voice:

"The grace of saving my life is unforgettable, even if I want to return it with my life, it is also my luck. It's just that the seniors of the family said that this is a high school, so I want to ask, can you let me go to school for a day and then kill me? I've never read a book and really want to know what it's like to go to school......"

Yes.

This kind of deliberate bullying of people, but the response you get is so pitiful that it makes people feel like they will suddenly open their eyes in the middle of the night and regret "I'm damned"! Without waiting for the embarrassed two people to answer, the night moth righteous path couldn't bear it anymore. Even in front of the freshmen, I don't want to give face to these two bastard seniors, what a bad taste!

He seemed to have a tic-tac-toe on his forehead, one person punched, his arms were put on two heads, one black and one white, and he pressed it hard, spinning and beating!

"You two! Knowing that he is a new junior, he still bullies people!! Stop talking!! ”

"No, excuse me, this is ...... Ah......h

Guan Nanjing instinctively stretched out his hand and retracted it, stunned, frozen, and dazed.

This was his first day in the High School of Spells, wearing a hospital gown, quietly following behind the two seniors with bulging bags on their heads, through the long wooden corridor, passing by maples, common bamboo, mountain cherry blossoms, and many crane orchids, and finally stopping in front of a row of Japanese-style row houses, Gojo Satoru pulled out the key and threw it to him, kicked the door open, leaned against the door frame with his hands on his chest, and was not very emotional because he had been beaten, and signaled that this was his room, and said to him:

"Oh, this one is yours, and the two next two are your peers, he's out on a mission, and you'll meet again tomorrow." Considering that your home is gone, your luggage must be gone, and if you need to make a list of things, someone will buy them, so if you need it urgently, borrow it from us first-"

Xia Youjie was helpless, and said directly to Guan Nanjing: "Don't worry, you don't need to borrow anything, I have a spare, I'll take a copy for you later." ”

Guan Nanjing said softly, turned his head to look out the window, and the remaining two people couldn't help but cast their eyes together. Although it is an old-fashioned house, the windows are not made of rice paper, but have been replaced with floor-to-ceiling windows. At this time, the pear trees outside are falling one after another, like a heavy snow in spring.

"Ah, I forgot that the tree was outside your house - do you like the pear tree? If you don't like it, it doesn't matter if you change the room, there are a lot of empty rooms. ”

Xia Youjie thoughtfully added.

Pear.

Although he had read it in the book, this was the first time that Guannanjing had seen it with his own eyes, and the fluttering petals of flowers fell from his quiet dark green eyes, as if snow was also falling in his pupils. Satoru Gojo looked at his eyes for a moment, let go of his hand and walked over, one back in his pocket, and the other pressed the top of his head and rubbed it vigorously:

"We're on the same level as Glass—the girl who greeted you in the morning. So do you understand what to call us? ”

Guan Nanjing looked up at him, his hair was soft, his face was pale and immature, like a young bird staying in his palm, and he hesitated and shouted: "Senior." ”

It has been twelve years since this senior.

"Kagami, when I saw you again for the first time, I should have said it directly. After all, you've forgotten about me, so what can you know? So I've always been the one who wants to talk about this. ”

In the prison gate, Gojo Satoru's fingertips wrapped back around the ends of Guan Nanjing's hair, and whispered, "I miss you so much." ”

In this position, he gently pulled down Nanjing's hair, and the latter raised his face obediently, and they looked at each other in such a way.

Guan Nanjing felt that his head was about to crack, and something was emerging from the cracks, like hair, tightly wrapped around their souls...... Damn, what's it, what's it...... His eyes were out of focus and he asked, "Do we have ......?"

"I don't know if the restraint will work......" The grown man's slender warm fingertips slid to his lips, holding them down, and whispered, "But try it anyway—the trigger is to kiss." ”

"......" Guannanjing just found some memories of the feeling, and immediately got stuck again!

He felt that he almost didn't come up in one breath, and for the first time, he moved a little stabbing heart: "Can you not lie to me again at such a critical time!! Please be serious—"

Gojo Satoru raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, okay, don't make trouble, don't make trouble!! Actually, it's a kiss on the forehead, because when I set this up, I don't think I'll be able to let someone kiss me on the door of my head in my life, who knows if it's going to be used - come on. ”

He patted his leg, supported his head with his right hand, the corners of his lips curled, and said in a long voice, "Come and kiss your seniors." ”