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Once Geto Suguru makes a move, whenever he mobilizes multiple cursed spirits, the battle situation will instantly escalate to a level that is enough to overturn the terrain - the air waves caused by the collision will tear the earth apart, and the twisted bodies of the cursed spirits will smash the reinforced concrete, and in just a moment, the surroundings will be completely unrecognizable.
What's more, he has to face an enemy who uses the same technique as him, and the destructive power of this duel is multiplied.
"Oh, Jay is still the same, making such a big noise." Gojo Satoru quickly pulled Hipper into his arms, glanced at the debris falling above his head, and just before the entire underground station collapsed completely, he teleported out of the crumbling darkness with her in his arms.
"You have no right to speak against him." Ever since Geto Suguru and Nozomi's fight, Hipper had been keeping an eye on the other high school students' battles in the distance. Her tone wasn't particularly kind, and she used her free hand to slap him across the face without hesitation. The force wasn't strong, but it carried a rebuke that held no room for argument.
"You two are about the same. You're only a bit more restrained in your physical skills, but how much more destructive is your magic than his?"
oO? !
"Did you manage to miss out?" He looked at her without the blindfold blocking his view, but his arms didn't loosen at all when he landed, still holding her firmly in his arms, with a barely perceptible frivolity in his tone.
“…”
With a flick of her fingertips in the air, she wiped away the floating virtual screen. Then she crossed her arms over her chest and looked up to meet his gaze. The genius's expression was not good-looking and his tone was hard.
"I'm a brainiac. This kind of rough and tumble work should naturally be left to someone more skilled at it."
He made a righteous excuse, but his eyes clearly showed a warning - if you dared to say one more word in rebuttal, he would slap you in the face the next second.
He had taught Hipper that you should hit someone in the face, and she really remembered it. Even if she was facing her teacher, she would not show any mercy and would not hesitate to slap him when he deserved it.
Maybe... he'll even laugh when I slap him.
“Is this true…?”
As Geto Xiayou brushed past them, he caught a glimpse of the interaction between the two men from the corner of his eye. The corners of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, and he was speechless in his heart.
The smoke hadn't yet cleared, and the surroundings were filled with ruins. In such a tense situation, these two unconscious people actually had the mind to bicker and flirt as if no one else was around? I didn't bother to watch any longer, and my figure quickly disappeared into the dense dust and fog.
“…”
Hmm... a little grumpy, Hipper.
Suddenly, he gently threw her up in his arms, then caught her steadily when she fell down, his fingertips rubbing against her tense neck.
"Hungry?" He looked at her, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes. "You must have consumed quite a lot just now. Do you want to go eat something?"
It was clearly a question of consideration, but the listener's expression darkened. The person in her arms mercilessly elbowed him in the abdomen. With a muffled groan, Gojo Satoru doubled over in pain. She seized the opportunity, grabbed a strand of his drooping white hair, and yanked it down hard, forcing him closer to her. Her voice still clung to her anger, "You see, why don't you just leave!"
Haha, it looks like I’m really hungry ^o^
"Yes~ yes~ let's go now." As he said that, he hugged the person in his arms tighter. As Cang moved at high speed, the whistling sound of the wind in his ears was blocked out by the unlimited magic.
He lowered his head and asked her, "What do you want to eat?"
"Sugar replenishes the fastest, and now is no time to replenish carbohydrates."
The person in his arms moved his fingertips, shrinking the floating virtual screen and pointing to the area marked with Yuji Itadori. In the real-time picture that popped up there, the boy's figure was dodging the enemy's attacks flexibly.
Who is that person? I can't recognize him, so I'll just call him a lackey.
She rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady heartbeat, her eyes fell on the screen again, "Teacher, was the Nine Phase Diagram killed?" As she spoke, her eyes followed Yuji's movements on the screen, her brows slightly furrowed, and she fell into deep thought.
"Hmm? That guy with the Red Blood Manipulation Technique? He was dealt with a long time ago." He responded casually, but his gaze paused on her face for half a second - he always felt that Hipper's mind was not on this, was she thinking about Yuhito?
"Well, Hisahito is his brother." The girl's tone was a bit nonchalant and calculating. "If he's still alive, it wouldn't be bad to use him as a laborer. If he's dead, forget it."
As she spoke, her fingertips slid rapidly across the virtual screen, clicking through the live feeds of students from various colleges and universities. After confirming that everyone on the screen was energetic and lively, she switched to the control panel of the simulated universe. But when she saw the abnormal data, her blood pressure rose.
“…Tsk, who is it?”
Eh? Even angrier. What did she see?
"Stop." Hipper's voice suddenly became commanding, and his words were clear and crisp.
The moment he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru's high-speed movement came to an abrupt halt. He tilted his head, his pale blue eyes filled with surprise and curiosity, and he replied with a soft, rising voice, "Hmm?"
This sudden stop came without any warning, and he couldn't help but feel confused - what did they want him to do by stopping at this time?
"Teacher, you—" Hipper paused for half a second, and those scarlet eyes suddenly turned to him. Their eyes were as cold as ice, and they scrutinized him with a hint of anger. "You haven't wandered into my simulated universe before, have you?"
Huh? Her domain? Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow, deeply surprised. Although he did hold that 0.7% authority, that place was completely inaccessible. Besides, hadn't Hipper clearly stated that no living people were allowed to enter?
He shrugged, with a bit of nonchalant innocence: "No, you can't get in even if you want to."
"Really?" The girl's voice was emotionless, only icy calm. Her hand traced the hem of his shirt, her fingertips piercing the fabric of his uniform and shirt to rest on Gojo Satoru's abdomen. The touch felt irresistible, as if it were grasping something through his flesh.
"Then why—" She leaned her head back in the man's arms, her scarlet pupils suddenly constricted as she stared at him intently. Her voice suddenly rose, filled with uncontrollable anger and questioning, "You destroyed my domain! Why is there a remnant of your cursed power in it? Answer me!"
He practically bit out the last three words. Gojo Satoru's pupils suddenly contracted, and all his carelessness instantly froze on his face. He froze in place as if nailed to the spot, and a burning pain pierced his abdomen where the touch had been made.
It's not an illusion.
The pain in his abdomen was clearly spreading. It was not an ordinary touch, but a direct impact from the Hipper technique. The electric current rushed into his body along the area covered by her palm, wreaking havoc along his blood vessels and nerves.
Just the piece of skin that was in contact felt a burning pain. The flesh under the cloth was ironed by the high temperature, causing waves of numb burning pain.
Every action in this world leaves a mark, and the mark left by a curse is particularly distinct, almost instantly recognizable. Furthermore, each sorcerer's cursed power carries their own unique stamp, one-of-a-kind, impossible to replicate.
If there really were remnants of his cursed energy in Hipper's domain... then there was only one explanation—
"--It was another Gojo Satoru who went in, huh?" He slowed down his tone, with a hint of playfulness, and took advantage of the situation to hug the person in his arms tighter, nuzzling the top of her head like a clingy large dog, "It really wasn't me~"
He pressed his palm lightly on the back of her hand covering his abdomen. He had no intention of pulling her hand away, but he was also unwilling to let go even a little bit. The strength was unyielding and stubborn.
"Eat something first? Hmm?" His voice was soft and gentle, and he didn't forget to caress her with his hands. "You consume more energy when you're angry, right? You'll faint from anger."
He first lowered his posture and softened his attitude, and then used the gentlest way to dispel the other party's vigilance - he had already practiced this combo of admitting his mistakes first and then coaxing people to perfection. At this moment, he used it naturally and fluently, and even the concern in his tone was just right, as if the tense confrontation just now had never happened.
Well, a one-sided confrontation.
With Hipper's personality, if someone makes a mistake and needs to be punished, he will not show mercy, but it's different now - hasn't she taken that step yet?
Well, there's no need to get into a tit-for-tat situation with a problem that can be solved in bed. He doesn't intend to get angry with the person in his arms, let alone fight.
"Don't be angry, eat first. Only when you're full will you have the energy to pursue the matter." The man coaxed her while carefully pulling her hand out of his clothes and pressing it back onto her abdomen.
The next second, he tossed her up like a child, then caught her firmly. "Calm down," he said, his tone slow and gentle, "Think carefully. Besides me, who else can enter and leave your domain?"
A number flashed through his mind—in 102,415 possible worlds, there could be more than one Gojo Satoru. Excluding himself, the most likely candidate was the 15-year-old Gojo Satoru.
Could it be him?
"It's not him." The girl's expression was stern. Her finger slid rapidly across the virtual screen, opening the central control interface. A complex holographic image appeared before her eyes, with glaring red dots flashing in multiple locations, indicating data failures. These red dots seemed alive, multiplying at a visible rate, a phenomenon unprecedented since the simulation began.
Her face turned pale from lack of sugar and hunger, her eyes filled with scrutiny and determination as she continued, "There's no record of Wu coming in or out. He's using my authority, and I'm sure he'll sense it if he enters my territory."
All the clues quickly intertwined in his mind. After eliminating them one by one, Gojo-sensei, the only two surviving Six Eyes owners, who held 0.7% of the authority, was undoubtedly the biggest suspect. After locking on the target, Hipper looked up and fixed his gaze on Gojo Satoru.
"Teacher, you are highly suspected." Although he is suspected, all the signs at this moment are almost certain to point to him.
"Well... Hey, Hipper, have you ever thought about—"
Faced with her doubt, Gojo Satoru showed no panic on his face, his thoughts were still clear, and he suddenly put forward a guess that was almost a fantasy.
"——Is he an illegal resident?
“!!!!”
His guess was like an explosion in Hipper's ears. She suddenly opened her eyes wide, her face pale from exhaustion and hunger, her whole body frozen, forgetting even to breathe.
How could there still be illegal immigrants? This, this is absolutely impossible!
"Impossible, this is impossible..." The girl kept shaking her head, her voice trembling uncontrollably, as if she was trying to convince herself, but also as if she was resisting Gojo Satoru's guess.
Without warning, tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, ran down his cheeks, passed through the edge of the virtual screen, and landed on his clothes, creating a small dark spot.
I can't believe it, it's hard to believe.
"Clearly... they're all dead..." His voice was choked with sobs and a thick nasal sound. "I didn't save any of them! Not even one!"
The collapse came unexpectedly, like a dam bursting. But the surging emotions only lasted a moment before she forcibly suppressed them.
"I can't save anyone," she said, her eyes lowered, tears still hanging on her long lashes, her voice so soft it sounded like a sigh, "Even Six Eyes and myself, none of them can be saved."
“…”
She cried quietly, even the momentary collapse was like a snuffed-out candle, abruptly extinguished just as it emerged. Hipper never learned to face death calmly, because deep down she held too many attachments she couldn't let go of, and a greed she was too ashamed to admit—there were too many people she wanted to keep.
He doesn't hate this kind of greed.
"Alas, isn't it too early to say you can't save Liuyan?" The man half-knelt down, his warm palm gently supporting her chin. Their foreheads touched, their noses almost brushing. His voice was soothing and warm, just like the time he gave her guidance when she was in trouble.
"Is there a third Six Eyes? We'll know if we check it out."
He wiped the tears from her cheeks and said with a more serious tone: "Find him and teach him a lesson. But don't be soft-hearted just because he's the one you saved, okay?"
"Even if I have to face Gojo Satoru's face and make you angry, you have to slap him back like you would a teacher~" As he said this, he put the person in his arms to the ground and pushed her from behind. The force was very light, more like encouragement.
"Now, go and confirm it." The man stood there, his pale blue eyes reflecting her figure, his tone indulgent and light.
The girl stood with her back to him, her head slightly tilted, most of her face still hidden in the shadows, and replied softly, "Yes."
"The field unfolds, simulating the universe."
In an instant, a light blue halo spread out from her body, wrapping her figure layer by layer, and was finally completely swallowed up by the virtual world that belonged to her, disappearing without a trace.
After watching her figure completely disappear, Gojo Satoru squatted back down on the ground, his hands supporting his knees as he looked at the empty ground and sighed, "Oh... Is this true? Another six-eyed one? Is she some kind of six-eyed trap?"
The last time Liuyan gave the ring away, what was he going to give this time? Herself?
"Hippo...isn't she too gullible?"
Next time I have to teach her how to counter cheating. She can’t believe everything Gojo Satoru says. At least... it can’t be another Rokugan.
Being greedy is a good thing, but you are too greedy, little genius.
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