Chapter 125

In the end, Moth Masamichi agreed to find someone to make arrangements.

As Gojo Satoru said, the world of sorcery has always been severely understaffed. Not only are there very few non-family sorcerers who can persevere, but assistant supervisors and [windows] are always overworked.

Every promising young mage that can be discovered deserves to be treated with utmost care.

Even if Fukuro Megumi doesn't awaken her magic in two years, her talent of [being able to see curses] will still be of great help.

"Hey kid, weren't you going to sing karaoke? This is really a surprise..."

Just as Masamichi Yagami was about to complain, he heard a long string of voices coming from the other end of the line: "Wow, Yagami-sensei is such a good person! I knew you would agree. I also have a date with Kazuma, so I won't take up any more of your time. We'll talk about it later, bye-bye—"

Then, with a click, the phone was hung up.

Night Moth said: "..."

A vein bulged silently on his forehead.

That brat, he caused me trouble and then just slipped away!

...Well, finding a non-family sorcerer who is only about four years old in advance is a great achievement. Young seedlings at this age are most easily destroyed by various unsuspecting and defenseless cursed spirits.

Masamichi Noi flipped through the records and began contacting the assistant supervisors in Saitama, asking them to help arrange Megumi Fushiguro's guidance and part-time job.

After giving his instructions and hanging up the phone, Moth Masakazu was still pondering.

If Fushiguro Megumi could awaken a more powerful life-giving spell, it would mean that his potential as a sorcerer would be very high—there is a severe shortage of sorcerers.

But thinking about these things now is useless. Even if they have powerful spells, it doesn't mean they can stick with being sorcerers. There are quite a few who switch careers halfway through or even defect to become curse masters.

When Wu and Yizhen return, we'll have to ask them... Wait a minute?

As he was thinking, Moth Masamichi suddenly realized that something was wrong.

What did Gojo Satoru say before he hung up the phone? He said he had a date with Kazuma?

Dating! ? ?

—Leaving aside the fact that Masamichi Yagami was left alone at the vocational high school with his brain racing, Satoru Gojo snapped his phone shut, his whole being radiating double the joy.

He put his phone back in his pocket and took the initiative to hold Kazuma Hatake's hand.

"Alright, now we can focus on shopping!"

Kazuma Hatori narrowed his dark eyes and tightened his grip on Satoru's five fingers.

"Um."

He opened the [Marriage] interface that he had unlocked last night and, unsurprisingly, saw a strict requirement.

Players and their target must be at least 18 years old to initiate a marriage proposal.

Tch... How awful.

On this street where only they were strolling, Gojo Satoru asked the question that he couldn't elaborate on in front of Fushiguro Megumi and Fushiguro Miki.

"Speaking of which, the [future] you just told me about, is it something I can actively control, or something I'm forced to accept?"

He still leans more towards the idea that this is one of the effects of the Life-Giving Technique that Kazuma Hatake possesses, but he himself is not yet proficient in using it.

That being said, the forward rotation technique alone, as demonstrated earlier, is already quite practical and can counter those types of spells with continuous effects.

Gojo Satoru had even thought about how to deal with Hagoromo Kazuma's move—well, he could use a high-powered ultimate move before Hagoromo could activate his technique.

After all, Ichishin's attack has a rather long wind-up, and according to Ichishin himself, it also needs to be used in conjunction with [Karma Double].

Therefore, Gojo Satoru pondered that if Kazuma could develop another technique related to the [future], he should be able to raise his strength to another level.

Although Kazuma Hato has not revealed his living environment outside of the high school, Gojo Satoru is still somewhat worried, considering the details he showed in his subconscious reactions before.

But for Kazuma Hagoromo, the issue is quite delicate—the key is that the game doesn't allow him to tell the truth.

Generally speaking, since he can't go back to the first playthrough, it should be considered a passive situation.

"It was a passive effect before I came to the vocational college, and it's no longer possible to achieve that now."

Kazuma Hatori shook his head slightly.

"Hmm...I see."

Gojo Satoru felt regretful about this, but quickly accepted it.

If all else fails, there's always him; he'll never let this black Shiba Inu suffer!

"I'm a little curious about something... that kid from earlier, the one named Fushiguro Megumi. Do you know what kind of magic he'll awaken in the future?"

Kazuma Hagoromo: "I know that. I remember it's the [Ten Shadow Techniques]."

It was during his first playthrough that Goku told him the name of the technique.

Gojo Satoru abruptly stopped, turning to stare at the other man's wide, azure eyes: "Huh?"

Kazuma Hatake was pulled along and his body swayed: "?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

That's a ghost! That's a family heirloom technique from the Zen temple!

…………

Just before the concert started, Kazuma Hatori and Satoru Gojo returned to Super Arena.

They came out through the staff entrance; the official entrance was already packed with long queues, and everywhere were spectators holding light sticks and cheering sticks, enthusiastically discussing something.

Too many voices overlapped, like fireworks bursting one after another, reflecting countless smiling faces filled with excitement and anticipation.

Even in such cold weather, they were willing to buy tickets and come just to hear their favorite singers perform on stage.

Even the fiercest wind doesn't feel cold.

Gojo Satoru stood at the entrance of the passage and looked in that direction for a moment.

He also tried to find Xia Youjie and Jia Rushao, but with so many people gathered together, even [Six Eyes], hiding behind sunglasses, was working overtime, making it impossible to accurately find the two.

Junko Arasena probably didn't release any announcements about their participation beforehand, likely wanting to surprise the audience.

"You guys are back. Looks like you had a good time?"

Araki Junko, who was making final preparations as they walked through the staff entrance to the backstage lounge, immediately pulled them aside and turned to instruct her assistant.

"Let them test the microphone first, then take them to get their makeup done..."

"No, no, no!"

Gojo Satoru immediately shook his head vigorously.

"So resolute?"

Arashiro Junko carefully examined him for a moment, then readily changed her tune.

"It's fine if you don't want to wear makeup, but you guys need to change your clothes—you really have to change, you can't go on stage in your windbreakers, can you?"

"Changing clothes is no problem," Gojo Satoru nodded, and then he and Hato Kazuma were pulled into the dressing room to change into super sparkly stage costumes.

With silver ornaments jingling everywhere around his neck, waist, and wrists, Gojo Satoru felt quite restricted even when walking.

The staff outside were still busy, making a lot of noise by running around and shouting.

In contrast, the staff break room was much quieter, with only the staff sitting in their own chairs.

The audience seats further away were almost silent, but you could still feel the faint atmosphere of excitement, lively, expectant, and filled with beautiful and sincere emotions.

And they are waiting to go on stage.

Gojo Satoru fiddled with the small silver fish ornament hanging on his wrist and spoke.

"I suddenly feel a little nervous."

Upon hearing this, Kazumasa Hatori, who had also changed his clothes, held the paper covered with lyrics and recited it repeatedly, humming a few lines when it was his turn.

He appeared to be in complete control, but when those dark eyes looked at Gojo Satoru, one could easily discern the nervousness within them.

"Me too."

Kazuma Hatori spoke up silently.

He has never sung in front of tens of thousands of people before.

Moreover, this is completely different from the mental preparation or the scenario I had imagined beforehand.

Being actually in this atmosphere-filled environment is a completely different concept from imagining yourself standing on a stage facing all eyes.

He was memorizing lyrics at this time simply to keep himself occupied and avoid being too stressed.

"Oh...it's nothing serious."

Seeing that even his sitting posture was visibly tense, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but chuckle and instead began to comfort him in a lighthearted tone.

"This is Runzi-neechan's concert, not ours. Relax, relax. We're just warming up the crowd. We'll be off the stage right after we finish one song—hmm, let me think, something like transition music or commercial breaks, right?"

Gojo Satoru simply dragged the chair to Hagoromo Kazuma's side, put his arm around his shoulder, and patted him on the shoulder.

Kazuma Hatake almost laughed.

No, it won't.

He turned his head, his dark eyes fixed intently on Gojo Satoru.

"You will definitely be the center of attention, and the world..."

"Everyone is cheering your name loudly."

——Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru.

——Gojo Satoru! Gojo Satoru! Gojo Satoru!

When the lift was manipulated, and Gojo Satoru and Hato Kazuma gradually appeared in the center of the stage, standing under the spotlight, the entire audience erupted in cheers.

Junko Araki was introducing them to her fans with a smile, but it was just a formality.

The audience seats, clustered around the center stage like layers of petals, were already waving their light sticks, like waves surging one after another.

At that moment, Gojo Satoru's name resounded throughout the brightly lit night sky.

"Satoru! Satoru! Satoru! Happy birthday, Satoru!"

The unanimous shouts, now reduced to the affectionate name, are proof that Gojo Satoru is loved by the entire world.

Perhaps some of them were calling out Kazuma Hatori's name, but Kazuma Hatori didn't care.

He preferred watching Wu standing under the spotlight, watching him being cheered on and surrounded by applause, lights, and countless light sticks lit up in pure white and sky blue, shining brightly under the spotlight.

Standing on the stage, Gojo Satoru remained silent. His misty blue eyes, reflecting the clear sky and herons, opened under the starry night dome, gazing at the magnificent spectacle that had been raised for him.

This is something that no amount of sales can compare to—it embodies the genuine affection and love of countless fans.

Even if it was only for a brief moment on this stage, Gojo Satoru received it all too clearly.

This was a birthday gift from Arashi Junko to him.

He seemed to understand why singers like Arashi Junko, who had been famous for a long time, would insist on standing here no matter how tired or hard it was to hold a concert.

—Just like him, he never thought of doing any job other than a sorcerer.

As the intro to "FIND" began, Satoru Gojo chuckled softly.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of bright and cheerful blue eyes, like dazzling and priceless treasures.

"Hi everyone, good evening! I'm Gojo Satoru!"