Chapter 131

Urged on by Masamichi Nobi, the location of the asteroid body had been inexplicably leaked, and they needed to get to the apartment where Riko Tennen was located as soon as possible.

"So, what we need to be most wary of is that group of curse masters called [Q]?"

Having rushed to the downstairs of the luxury apartment building, Gojo Satoru, feeling thirsty, stopped at the vending machine and instead bought two cans of drinks.

Inserting a coin, pressing the selection button, picking up one can from the inventory for himself, and casually tossing the other to Kazuma Hagoromo—the whole sequence of actions was smooth and fluid, as if he didn't need to think at all.

"Pretty much. The [Panxing Cult] is a non-magician religious group that has almost no ability to fight against sorcerers."

Xia Youjie answered Wutiao Wu's question, and shook his head after Wutiao Wu asked, "Do you want some?"—he was still not used to drinking such sweet fruit juice soda.

Only Kazuma Hatori would accompany him to eat all sorts of strange and unusual sweets.

When Kazuma Hatake caught the drink that Satoru had tossed to him, he quietly added a comment as he pulled the tab.

"not necessarily."

Isn't he the most capable "traitor" in the [Panxing Sect]?

But under the questioning gazes of the two, Kazuma Hatori added, "They can choose to hire a sorcerer."

"Indeed, religious organizations are always very wealthy. I remember religious corporations are even exempt from taxes?"

Gojo Satoru tilted his head back, took a sip of his drink, and exhaled contentedly.

"You know this too?" Xia Youjie was genuinely surprised. "I thought you knew nothing about the systems of ordinary society."

"Don't underestimate me. Lately, in my spare time from researching inversion spells and spell reversal, I've been reading Japanese legal codes."

Gojo Satoru chuckled. "Someone reminded me before that our age, the amount of work we put in, the protection of our physical and mental health during work, and the compensation we receive are not commensurate—and when I thought about it, hmm, that makes a lot of sense!"

Xia Youjie opened his mouth, then silently uttered, "But shouldn't sorcerers be outside the jurisdiction of ordinary Japanese law..."

Having already read the relevant content, Gojo Satoru immediately retorted confidently, "Who says they don't care? Japanese law follows the principle of territorial jurisdiction; it can handle anything that happens within Japan's borders. Besides, even if it follows the principle of personal jurisdiction, we are all Japanese citizens, aren't we?"

Xia Youjie stared at Wujiao Wu in shock: "…………"

This guy is actually studying Japanese law, and he sounds like he's become a semi-know-it-all!

Gojo Satoru finished the last sip of his drink. "Let me tell you, I'm also planning to..."

boom--!

Looking up, one could see that a section of the twenty-story luxury apartment building had been blown up for unknown reasons, and smoke and dust were quickly spreading outward from the damaged walls.

"Is it the home of that [astromatter]?"

Gojo Satoru deftly crushed the soda can in one hand and stuffed it into his pocket—the exact same action he took in the previous game, crushing the cake wrapper and stuffing it into his pocket.

"Has an attack already occurred...?"

Xia Youjie raised his hand and assumed the starting stance for summoning a spirit.

"If they die now, will they blame us?"

As Gojo Satoru was speaking, the three of them watched in disbelief as a small black dot, resembling a human body, rapidly plummeted from a great height—

"ah."

Xia Youjie paused just as he was about to summon a cursed spirit, immediately switching to a flying type, a ghost manta ray cursed spirit, and quickly went to greet the person while still seated.

"Oh dear, that was close!"

Gojo Satoru sighed with relief that one of them could fly, then put two fingers together and raised them, activating the [No Limit] technique that could easily block all flying blades.

Masked, with long hair, a short-brimmed hat with a [Q] symbol on the front, and wearing a modified military uniform from who-knows-when—even paired with a short cape that was so embarrassing it would kill—this kind of villain was immediately categorized as a [minor character] by Gojo Satoru.

"That's great! You must be Gojo Satoru, right? I heard you're really strong, so I'll let you..."

And this nobody from the [Q] Group would clap his hands and praise him in a serious manner, as if he were some kind of amazing guy.

"I'm so annoyed by your rambling. Ichijin, go!"

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and pointed, and Hato Kazuma immediately drew out the [Karma Twins] from his waist and released the [Black Flash] skill to lock onto the man in front of him, and swung the staff down quickly and accurately!

"—Aww!!"

The second half of the sentence suddenly got stuck in his throat. This [Q] nobody never expected that Kazuma Hagoromo would just go at him like that, without the slightest bit of politeness beforehand!

Is that brat a dog? He just jumps on anything he hears!

He hastily raised his hand to block, but his bones were broken, and the pain brought tears to his eyes.

"Huh, it's already failing?"

The legendary "Six-Eyed" Gojo Satoru was still mocking him with an air of arrogance, walking over with such an overbearing swagger that it made the strongest fighter in the "Q" Group, Bayer, want to curse him out, but he was also wary of Hatake Kazuma, who was still standing next to him and looked like he could hit him with a stick at any moment.

"Since you're already crying, why don't you just apologize while you're crying?"

Gojo Satoru lowered his head, his azure eyes behind his sunglasses staring at this nobody with a smile—the intense sense of oppression became more and more obvious as he bent down and closed the distance, causing Bayer's expression to gradually turn terrified.

"In that case, I might consider sparing your life."

"…!!"

—Having easily dealt with this situation, Gojo Satoru casually snapped a picture of the miscellaneous fish and sent it to Natsumi Yujie.

They quickly replied, "OK, I'm done here too," and asked them to come over to the apartment to meet up.

"What curse master group [Q]? They're utterly vulnerable."

While pressing the elevator buttons repeatedly, Gojo Satoru muttered a complaint to Hato Kazuma.

"I thought there was some big guy behind him, but it turns out that's [Q]'s strongest force? What's going on? How did they manage to hide for so long without being wiped out?"

Kazuma Hatori thought for a moment and guessed.

"It's probably because there aren't enough people."

Moreover, compared to the seemingly intimidating group of curse masters, they were more like lowly thugs strolling the streets.

Or perhaps this is just a tactic to lower their guard.

It's impossible for these people to overthrow the world of sorcery, but they can easily lull young people with little experience in psychological tactics into a false sense of security, making them oblivious to the real crisis that is about to arrive.

Given that the previous [cult leader] was able to use curse masters to achieve his goals, Kazuma Hatake had to be more cautious and even more careful in trying to figure out "her" abilities.

Kazuma Hatori stared at the constantly changing numbers on the elevator screen, his heart taut with tension.

He won't fall in the same place twice.

--bite.

Upon reaching the top floor of the elevator, Gojo Satoru immediately spotted the apartment door that Natsume had specially opened for them, which had come in through a hole in the outer wall. He grabbed Hato Kazuma and ran towards it.

The corridor was deserted, and it was unclear whether any of the other rooms were occupied. Despite the commotion, not a single person came out to watch – perhaps the authorities had evacuated them beforehand.

"Jay, what do you say?"

Hearing the noise while sitting on the sofa, Xia Youjie looked up and gestured for him and Yuqu Kazuma to look across—[Astral Body] Tian Lizi was lying on the sofa, fast asleep next to another person dressed as a maid.

"He's not injured; he's probably just unconscious from the blast. But our location has been exposed, so just in case, let's move to another place immediately."

The three had no objections, but the question was who would carry the two people away.

"It would be a bit inappropriate for me to hug Kazuma, after all, she's such a young girl."

Gojo Satoru raised his hands, revealing a slightly proud expression that said, "Oh, he's taken now."

“…” Xia Youjie, who had been inexplicably shown off his affection, held back for a moment, “I can only bring one person.”

Gojo Satoru: "Use your cursed spirits, it'll be a breeze to carry one person away!"

Xia Youjie: "If an ordinary person woke up and found themselves floating in the air, they would be scared half to death and then be ten meters away from us, right? ...By the way, can they see curses?"

Normally, ordinary people who are not in a near-death state cannot see the curse—but perhaps [Astral Matter] is a special case?

“I don’t know,” Gojo Satoru shrugged. “Then Jet can just carry one on each shoulder, since you have two shoulders anyway.”

Xia Youjie: "..."

Xia Youjie's temple throbbed slightly.

This guy is getting more and more outrageous!

Fortunately, at that moment, the young woman dressed as a maid woke up first, looking blankly at the three people standing in front of the sofa.

"What are you doing...?"

"That's great, you seem to be safe and sound. I'm Xia Youjie, and these two are Gojo Satoru and Hagoromo Kazuma, both sorcerers sent by the High School to escort you. May I ask your names?"

Xia Youjie immediately shifted his attention, determined not to discuss the topic of how to move the goods with Wu Tiaowu any further.

"Kuroi...Kuroi Misato."

Misato Kuroi's gaze swept over the three boys who clearly looked young for a few moments before suddenly locking onto Satoru Gojo and Kazuma Hato.

That white hair, and those blue eyes behind the sunglasses—their distinctive features were so obvious that it would be difficult for Misato Kuroi to forget them.

"...Gojo Satoru and Hatori Kazuma? Are they the new duo who sang 'FIND'?"

"Oh, you know us? If you're a fan, it's no problem for me and Yizhen to sign your autograph."

Gojo Satoru laughed out loud, tilted his head, and gave her an adorable wink.

"No, it was something the young lady mentioned before..."

Just as Kuroi Misato began to explain, Tennori Riko, who was leaning against the pillow next to her, groggily opened her eyes and saw the three people standing in front of her—or rather, Gojo Satoru and Hato Kazuma.

"Gojo Satoru and Hato Kazuma are standing in my living room, which has a hole in it. I must be dreaming..."

Riko Tennatsu, who recognized them at a glance, hugged her body pillow tightly, silently turned over, and looked like she was about to take another nap.

Everyone: "..."

A cool draft blew in through the hole in the living room wall, making Riko's eyes widen suddenly, and she immediately sat up.

Who are you?!

Gojo Satoru, who met his gaze, shrugged innocently.

“Gojo Satoru and Hagoromo Kazuma, you were the ones who shouted that just now.”

After all, they are a super popular duo who have appeared on TV shows, been interviewed by magazines, released singles, and been invited to be concert guests. It's normal that they have many fans in ordinary society.

But I never expected that [Astral Matter] would be one of them.

"But how could you possibly come to my house... and my house is now in ruins!"

Riko, facing the hole in the living room, was about to cry out in despair when she suddenly remembered what had happened before she lost consciousness—"That's right, the sneak attack!"

"Kuroi, are you alright?!"

Riko immediately threw herself onto Misato Kuroi, her bluish-green eyes darting nervously around.

"..." Gojo Satoru bowed to Hagoromo Ichishin, "She's much more lively than I imagined."

I thought she would be the type who gets sensitive and depressed upon hearing that she is about to be "assimilated".

"Hmph, even if you are Gojo Satoru, you don't understand me."

Riko Tenten stood up. "Some people confuse [death] with [assimilation], but that is a huge mistake! I am Lord Tengen, and Lord Tengen is me. Even after [assimilation], my will, mind, and soul will remain with Lord Tengen...!"

The entire passage was spoken in Old Japanese, leaving the three students from the vocational high school in silence for a moment.

Do you need an autograph?

Gojo Satoru picked up his pen and notebook, making a tactical interruption that abruptly stopped Tennuri Riko's long, difficult passage of ancient Japanese.

"—Please, I need your help!"