The person in front of me was clearly slightly bent over, but he still looked very tall.

The man with the slit mouth was not short, about 1.8 meters tall, and the man in front of him was estimated to be around 1.9 meters tall.

The most important thing was that even though there was a layer of obstruction between them, he still had the strange feeling that his body was being seen through.

"...That..."

Originally a relatively introverted person, after being stared at like this for a few seconds, the slit-mouthed man's emotions went from uneasiness to another extreme.

Xiao Bai: ...gradually becoming furious and wanting to hit someone.

“Eh…”

The eyepatch man continued to look at him with interest, with the knuckle of one finger on his lower lip. When he saw that he was getting more and more uneasy and was about to run away in the next second (although he was already starting to want to beat him up), he stepped back and stood up straight again, "Ah, I can't help but stare at you - I say, you look very special."

Even though he was wearing a mask, he felt like his face underneath was visible.

...feel unhappy.

"Nothing." The man with the slit mouth pulled his mask to hide his emotions, "...bye."

"ah--"

Noticing that he was about to leave, Gojo Satoru reached out and grasped his wrist. The two of them blocked the door of the small café and kept talking back and forth, attracting the attention of the waiter.

"Do you two need any help?"

Gojo Satoru smiled brilliantly and waved his hand: "It's okay, just do your thing."

In the brief second when he looked back, Xiao Bai shook off his hand expressionlessly.

"…What do you want to do?"

The man was a little surprised that his hand was shaken off so easily. He glanced at his empty palm and his smile deepened.

(I felt the flow of my magical energy being affected when I touched it. No wonder I was able to escape so easily.)

He didn't know that this was caused by the inherent attribute of the Slit-Mouth Man himself, which contained "chaos".

The man in front of him adjusted himself but still didn't intend to let him go: "Don't be in such a hurry to leave, why don't you tell me who you are——"

"The man with the slit mouth who has become very famous on the Internet recently?"

He interrupted others by answering his own questions, and did so in such a frivolous tone.

Jiuyuan began to wonder if he had just teased Nakahara Chuuya too much, so a messenger of justice suddenly appeared to punish him.

Originally, he really had the thought of "running away", but when he was touched just now, he felt a different power from that of Nakahara Chuuya in this person -

Is this cursed power? Then this person must be a sorcerer.

It looks like the last piece of the puzzle for this script has been found, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.

Although his heart had calmed down, the black-haired young man still behaved in a way that was consistent with his character. He seemed to be suppressing his uneasiness and glanced at the sorcerer who was holding him back.

"…Let's talk about this somewhere else."

…

…

It’s called a change of location, but in fact it’s just a change of coffee shop.

After finding a quiet little shop, Gojo Satoru generously ordered two cups of coffee for each other, although he was destined not to drink the one in front of Bai.

The man sat up straight.

"But I didn't expect you to be such a shy person. You don't look like the type of person who would stop others and then take off your mask to ask yourself if you look good! Do you have a split personality? If I didn't have good eyesight, I might have been fooled by you. You can't judge a person by his appearance~"

He was adding enough sugar cubes to make a person snore to death, and as the sugar cubes sank to the bottom, he started the conversation while stirring with a spoon.

"Where should I start? After all, I should first tell you what you are. You don't look like a cursed spirit - I am very interested in this."

After calming down a bit in a less crowded place, the man with the slit mouth looked at the man with the eye mask in front of him and said, "I don't know what a cursed spirit is. Also, you look like... a kidnapper, so there's no need for me to tell you."

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "You are more suspicious than me, Mr. Slit-mouthed Man. By the way, for ease of understanding, I'd better introduce myself first." He raised his right hand slightly, and his voice was confident and clear: "Gojo Satoru - the instructor of the first year of Jujutsu High School."

However, the man in front of me wearing a mask still looked confused.

Of course, he was just pretending. Jiuyuan had already learned all this relevant knowledge from the system, but the "slit-mouthed man" didn't know it.

Gojo Satoru was not surprised by his ignorant reaction. After all, curses and cursed spirits were all named by humans, not to mention that the cursed spirit in front of him was obviously different from a cursed spirit made of pure evil.

"It seems that I have to start with the basics. Please listen carefully to what I say next. The teaching time of an elite teacher like me is very precious."

Then he explained these concepts again.

Including the birth of curses, cursed spirits, sorcerers and the like, but he deliberately did not explain the High School of Curse.

"So that's how it is... Mr. Gojo suspects that I'm a curse, a cursed spirit or something..." Xiaobai nodded slightly and asked back: "Then... do you want to get rid of me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man, who had been soft and harmless just now, suddenly became sharp, as if a razor blade hidden in a box was suddenly poured out and spilled all over the floor.

"No, you are not a cursed spirit. I have seen beings like you before, and fundamentally, we don't have a life-and-death relationship - provided that you are not hostile to humans."

After Gojo Satoru said this, the man with the slit mouth relaxed instantly.

(Hmm, like a pufferfish.) Gojo Satoru looked at him with interest.

In fact, he had guessed long before he received the report from Nanami Kento that the other party was probably closer to a monster or spirit, and now that he had met him, he was even more certain. Any sorcerer with a little experience could easily make that judgment.

The difference between this kind of existence and cursed spirits lies in the "reasons and methods of formation".

Generally speaking, cursed spirits are born from negative emotions and are more like a ball of pure evil energy.

Monsters and elves are different - they are a collection of human concepts, based on imagination and the belief of "belief", and condensed from concepts introduced by all those who participate in this imagination. They themselves contain implications, and it is difficult to say that they are purely good or evil.

The most obvious difference between this kind of existence and cursed spirits is that if people no longer have this kind of imagination, then these existences may disappear.

If humans no longer believe in the existence of God, God will disappear - although it cannot be verified at present, most people believe in this theory, including Gojo Satoru.

Likewise, he was more confident about the Slit-Mouth Man because he was not a cursed spirit, nor a collection of chaotic evil that could not communicate, but a being with self-awareness.

In other words, communication is possible.

"Is this the end of the boring explanation? Now it's your turn to answer my questions. I'm very interested in your purpose - I know you have a companion. And he stopped you from going berserk last night."

Jiuyuan understands this.

It seems that Gang Hei has hired a sorcerer to deal with what happened last night. Now that everything has been connected, there is no need to lay the groundwork next.

The man with the slit lowered his head and looked at the iced coffee in front of him.

"Purpose... should I say purpose... I don't really understand. The master of the family is going to do something very important and great. I am just a small cog in the master's plan..." He started to mutter like a cat with its head drooping. "It would be too presumptuous for me to say that I have a purpose. I am just following the master's instructions."

Gojo Satoru showed great interest: "The head of the family? The one who leads you?"

"The master of the house... is like a master or a feeder. I don't know what the master of the house is thinking, but I just have to follow his orders."

"Hey, can you tell me what the order is?"

"The master of the family just told me to 'do what Axue said.'" Xiaobai tilted his head and looked at Gojo Satoru, "That's all."

"Ah, you mean that snowman?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin. "But you won't be unwilling to accept this, right? There shouldn't be a dominant relationship between you and the snowman, right?"

"No, Axue is the closest to the master of the family. Only he can understand what the master of the family means... All I have to do is to become Axue's tool and work together to realize the master of the family's long-cherished wish."

At this point, Gojo Satoru was already quite curious about the specific content of the "great wish" of the patriarch and the slit-mouthed man.

But before that, he complained seriously: "Generally speaking, this kind of vague 'great wish' mostly sounds like the words of the villain boss in a boy's comic. Let me ask in advance, your patriarch doesn't want to destroy the world or unify the world, right?"

Xiao Bai looked at him in shock——

"How do you know...?"

Gojo Satoru: ...Are you serious?

He is no longer sleepy when it comes to this. Although he will not call himself a partner of justice, he still has no good face for such villains who want to stand above human rights and civilization.

Feeling that Gojo Satoru was indeed moved, Kuen acted even more happily.

Xiao Bai made a sudden change of heart with a sincere look on his face: "...But, the master of the family usually lives in the underworld, so there is no need to destroy the world."

Gojo Satoru: Oh, that means we want to unify the world.

In comparison, it doesn't seem to be much better.

"The head of the family... just wants to give a home to all those homeless beings like me." Xiao Bai's voice trembled slightly, "Not only me... but also those poor beings who are struggling in despair and resentment. They should not be despised, manipulated by human public opinion, born in tragedy, and destroyed in tragedy."

He straightened up unconsciously, as if he thought it was disrespectful to his master to say these words in such a lazy manner.

"Master, I want to create a pure land for 'us' who are born in the new generation—"

"——To do this, we must establish a new order."