In the end, Nakahara Chuuya did not choose to kick Suzumiya Kazuki into the wall, but ruthlessly ruffled his hair. He looked at a face that was very similar to his former colleague with a crying expression, and felt cold and relieved again.

Because there were still special-grade cursed spirits on campus, Yukimura Seiichi and the others did not choose to delve into the matter too much, but simply explained the situation to Nakahara Chuuya.

"Although I know you're not a sorcerer, since you're also looking for those people, I think it's necessary to remind you." Yukimura Seiichi was a little worried, "Those cursed spirits...even though they haven't caused any harm to ordinary people now, it doesn't mean they don't have any conspiracy."

Nakahara Chuuya pressed his hat down and said in a somewhat awkward tone: "You junior high school students just need to study hard. I will take care of the rest."

"Cursed spirits can only be cut with cursed power or cursed tools, right?" Niou Masaharu disagreed. "Although I don't know who you are, since you are not a sorcerer, you'd better not go there rashly."

"Hey, haven't you two heard of the port mafia?" Nakahara Chuuya said with a sigh, "Anyway, don't worry about me too much."

"Port Mafia..." Niou Masaharu thought for a while, and for some reason he wanted to ask, "Don't you have any academic requirements?"

Nakahara Chuuya suddenly felt that this campus and the people around him were full of hostility towards him. He took two deep breaths and said in a firm voice, "Leave it to me!"

What a joke! What kind of cursed spirit can't be crushed by cursed power? Can learning those chemical reagents make a living?

Suzumiya Kazuki stood quietly aside, listening to the conversation. It was not until Yukimura Seiichi and Niou Masaharu began to search the school's evacuation passages and contacted other members of the tennis club that he tugged at Nakahara Chuuya's sleeve and said, "Let's go find Jay first. I want to return the notebook to him!"

"You returned the notebook to him, what will you do?" Nakahara Chuuya suddenly thought of this question, "You can only rely on the notebook now."

Ryomiya Kazuki had a nonchalant smile on his face, standing in the campus with no sense of disharmony with other students: "I'm not a fool. You keep talking about me, but don't you think I'm dead?"

"I am indeed dead. If that's the case, then what's the point of staying here?" He said seriously, "Geto Suguru once helped me, and I returned the notebook to him because of my obsession, but in the end I just wanted to say thank you."

Nakahara Chuuya was silent. He said, "You really don't know the Ryoumiya Kazuki I mentioned? Judging from his age, he should be about the same age as you."

"About my age..."

The boy's eyes started to turn red again. He covered his head in pain and murmured, "He's about my age, Suzumiya Kazuki."

"No..."

He put his hand down, revealing a somewhat sad and a little excited expression, and said firmly: "The person you are talking about is definitely not called Suzumiya Kazuki."

Nakahara Chuuya was choked by his affirmative attitude and couldn't help muttering in his heart that the name Ryomiya Kazuki was actually not common, and considering the two people's similar faces, it really showed that this was not a coincidence.

But since he had known that person, he had never heard any other name from his mouth.

"What could his name be?" Nakahara Chuuya asked, "It can't be the Mizukami Chetsuya they mentioned, right?"

The corners of Suzumiya Kazuki's mouth twitched, and without hesitation, he slapped Nakahara Chuuya on the head, but was blocked by gravity.

"Can you please stop talking nonsense!" His emotions were not as volatile this time as the previous two times. He just said in a sullen tone, "Shui Shang Cheye... is someone I dislike more than others."

Nakahara Chuuya walked with him in the noisy crowd, looking for Geto Suguru, while chatting idly.

It seemed that Ryoumiya Heshu felt that he could sleep forever after returning the notebook, so he became less tight-lipped and even had an attitude of answering whatever was asked.

Nakahara Chuuya was confused by his dying tone. His heart was choking, but he didn't know what to say to comfort himself. He could only hold his breath and try to solve the current problem.

"Did he bully you? If so, I don't mind helping you beat him up." He said seriously, "It's free."

Suzumiya Kazuki was still holding Yukimura Seiichi's camera in his hand. He turned around and looked around. When he heard what Nakahara Chuuya said, he rolled his eyes and said without hesitation, "No!"

"Didn't you say that it's been more than ten years since you left me?" Ryoumiya Kazuki said, "If that's the case, he must be in his seventies or eighties. There's no need."

"Seventy or eighty years old? He is your grandfather?" Nakahara Chuuya raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, I was just kidding. She's probably in her thirties at most." Suzumiya Kazuki said casually, "It's nothing serious anyway."

"At that time... he did nothing wrong, but his stance was different, so he chose to stand by and watch."

Nakahara Chuuya said, "Oh!" "You haven't answered my question yet. Let me put it another way. Do you know the person I'm talking about? Don't fool me like you did last time."

"We are acquainted, if the person you are talking about really has the same name as me." Suzumiya Kazuki had a complicated expression, as if he wanted to be angry but couldn't. He ruffled his hair in frustration, "He is actually my younger brother."

"Huh?" Nakahara Chuuya said in disbelief, "Kiss?"

"Yeah." Ryoumiya Kazuki nodded, looking at the stalls that had already reached the end, a little frustrated, "Strange... Why can't I find anyone?"

At this moment, Nakahara Chuuya had no idea who he was looking for. Not to mention that if he found the person, Suzumiya Kazuki might die directly, he didn't want to think about that at all. On the other hand, the gossip about his former colleague had completely aroused his curiosity.

He consoled them, "Didn't those two junior high school students say that a sorcerer would come and take care of it? If a sorcerer comes, there will definitely be some commotion. We can just go over there when the time comes."

"But Jie is such a good person, what if he gets beaten by a sorcerer?" Ryoumiya Heshu sighed, "They are a bunch of unreasonable people, each of them is either a human trafficker or a violent maniac."

"For example, Gojo Satoru, he was smiling, and then he started threatening me. Another example is Nanami Kento, he kept talking about overtime, and he wanted to chop me up when I was watching a movie."

He became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and finally concluded that all sorcerers were abnormal!

Nakahara Chuuya also echoed: "I think so too. After all, they can tell ordinary people such important things about the other world."

The two of them chatted about the issue of sorcerer being an unreliable profession.

Finally, the crowd suddenly began to surge in one direction, sirens began to sound, and a dark "tent" appeared before their eyes.

They realized that the sorcerer had arrived.

"Hurry, hurry over there. What if Gojo Satoru beats Jie? Chuuya-kun, you have to help!" Suzumiya Kazuki said excitedly and walked happily against the crowd.

Nakahara Chuuya realized it late, as if he still hadn't asked his former colleague's real name. He could only pull his hat impatiently and chase after him.

Not only Gojo Satoru came, but also two second-year students, and even all three protagonists were present.

From Niou Masaharu's description, we learned that there were several special-grade cursed spirits heading to this school, as well as a special-grade curser named Geto Suguru who was suspected to be alive. The entire curse world was almost shocked.

[Is this school conducting some kind of experiment? Perhaps they want to raise a super-special cursed spirit?]

[We gave up Tokyo and settled in Yokohama. Those cursed spirits realized how terrifying our special-grade sorcerers are.]

[Kaguya is alive! It must be that kid from the Gojo family who lied and reported the information!]

[This is a good opportunity to catch them all!]

As a result, almost all the sorcerers who had spare time for field work were called here, because Tokyo was closer and those from Tokyo Jutsu High School could arrive faster.

It was estimated that the special cursed spirits had never expected that they would be surrounded by sorcerers during an ordinary team-building activity.

In addition, the tennis club had already quietly informed all levels of management of the situation, and the evacuation of the students was carried out very quickly. They didn't even have a chance to capture a hostage when they were blocked by sorcerers on the road.

"I shouldn't have listened to you and come out to do team building." Louhu complained madly.

The last time he was held by Gojo Satoru's head and taught by Itadori Yuji, he almost suffered a psychological trauma.

"Well, there's only one top-grade sorcerer named Gojo Satoru. If all else fails, I'll just grab a weaker one and take him hostage." The real person said this bravely, but in reality, he was already ready to run away.

Naohua never thought that his identity, which he had hidden for so long, would be exposed at an ordinary school festival.

He tried to turn around and run away, but he saw Gojo Satoru's blue eyes staring at him.

"Ah, I didn't expect that we could meet in this way." Gojo Satoru's tone seemed calm, but in fact his heart was already surging.

Under the six eyes, all tricks could not escape detection. The body in front of him was indeed that of Geto Suguru. It was as if his best friend had resurrected from the grave and was standing in front of him.

"Wu, it's been a long time since we last met. Are you going to kill us all?" Naohua clasped his hands in his sleeves, his body tense.

They haven't gotten to the prison yet, and facing this man with a ceiling, they don't have the confidence to just fight one against the other.

"Saying I'm going to kill them all is too cheap. Rather, who are you to dare to be in Jie's body?" Gojo Satoru's eyes were full of anger. Although the voice, body and tone of the man in front of him were exactly the same as Getsu Jie, he clearly felt that there was a voice in his heart denying his identity.

——This man is just a thief who stole Jay's body while he was asleep!

Naohua was stunned for a moment, revealing a somewhat surprised expression: "Is that so... As expected of Gojo Satoru."

"Are you ready to face my wrath?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head. He had taken off his blindfold long ago. Staring at them with a pair of divinity's six eyes, all the cursed spirits present felt a mountain of pressure.

Zhenren exchanged glances with Louhu and the others, then separated and ran to the side without hesitation.

Gojo Satoru did not go to intercept directly.

Although other sorcerers could not defeat the special grade cursed spirit, they could still delay the attack for a while. After he finished dealing with the guy in front of him——

Gojo Satoru chuckled and made gestures in front of Naohua's angry and fearful eyes.

"If that's the case, then the only thing we can do is..." Naohua summoned cursed spirits to surround him, and the stitches on his forehead were clearly visible.

The battle is about to begin.

At this moment, a long sigh was heard, and the gravity user, who was wrapped in black and red gravity, holding a notebook in his hand, broke through the "tent" and rushed between Gojo Satoru and Naohua.

He clicked his tongue and said, "Stop fighting for now!"

The author has something to say: The team won't be wiped out, but a few deaths are still okay.

Hey, are you all sympathizing with my brother?

But he is indeed a great villain (lights a cigarette)

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