Chapter 28: You are warming me when you are ignoring me. Who can’t stand the cold?
The dead cannot be resurrected, Gojo Satoru was sure.
Suzuki Chuan noticed the teacher's serious expression, and his racing thoughts were pulled back. He couldn't help but ask nervously: "Is there something wrong with this restraint?"
"It's a big problem." Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and said cryptically, "Someone's resurrected."
"Zombie?!" Suzuki Kawa's eyes widened, and the horror comic about the living dead that he had read not long ago quickly emerged in his mind. It was as if he saw a zombie with twisted limbs and staggering, but still retaining some appearance of the same kind, walking towards him.
"Don't you have psychic eyes? What are you afraid of?" Looking at Suzuki Kawa who looked like his soul was out of his body, Gojo Satoru twitched his lips.
"That's not a conflict!" Suzuki Chuan replied sadly. "Do you think there's still a resurrection in your world of curses? That's too scary."
Gojo Satoru finally understood that Suzuki Kawa felt disgusted by cursed spirits and was afraid of vengeful spirits. In terms of priority, the closer the spirits were to human appearance, the more frightened he was.
His eyes fell on the phone screen. After a moment's thought, he stood up and said, "Send me the picture. I'll get some paper and pen."
After Suzuki Kawa got his phone back and sent the picture to Gojo Satoru, he remembered what happened to Itadori Yuji. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to edit the message and send it to his sister.
After all, he bears a great responsibility for Hisahito's current distraction.
Suzuki Kawa sighed, but without stopping his hands, he immediately typed a long paragraph and clicked send.
For the first time ever, she replied quickly and asked Suzuki Kawa to pass on Yuji's contact to her.
Gojo Satoru came in with a pen and paper, followed by a servant holding a tray. The freshly made milk tea was placed on the table, and the servant retreated silently.
"The formation of the binding pattern follows a certain pattern." Gojo Satoru said as he clicked on the picture while sitting opposite Suzuki Kawa.
Suzuki Chuan took a sip of milk tea: "It tastes good, it seems a bit sweet."
Gojo Satoru:......
"Come on, Mr. Gojo, I have something to talk to Yuhito about!" Suzuki Kawa grabbed his cell phone and tried to slip away.
"Ogawa."
Suzuki Kawa's steps as he stepped out of the room froze when he heard Gojo Satoru's voice behind him: "Come back."
The blond boy sat back in his seat obediently.
The sunglasses were taken off and placed on the table. Gojo Satoru quickly sketched out the bondage pattern. Suzuki Kawa watched him and wanted to ask why he didn't need to look at the picture while drawing, but he felt that if he asked, he would be shown off, so he kept quiet.
"Keiko's sister has been cursed for a while now," Gojo Satoru said without looking up, "but I haven't heard him say that."
"Yeah, if I hadn't discovered it and asked him, he would have kept it to himself." Suzuki Kawa was also a little puzzled. Logically speaking, he was also a sorcerer now, so why didn't Megumi Fushiguro tell him?
Gojo Satoru looked at the completed pattern, and a light blue light appeared on his hand again. It fell on the paper and began to flow along the lines. The eyes of the strongest man, who usually had a steady breathing, trembled for a moment, and his wrist released the strength and fell on the table, and the tip of the pen made a light sound.
Those dazzling blue eyes could be an extension of the sky or the fury of a glacier; within the calm color lies a raging storm.
It was dark outside the door. Gojo Satoru stood up and said calmly without looking at Suzuki Kawa, "I'm going out for a while. Doesn't Ogawa have something to talk to Hisahito about?"
As soon as the words fell, the person teleported away.
Suzuki Kawa was puzzled. He was the only one left in the tea room. He took the paper curiously. The pattern on it was outlined smoothly and completely, exactly the same as the one he had seen.
That blue light just now, was it cursed energy?
He looked at his fingertips and found that the nail of his index finger seemed to have been accidentally bitten, so he silently changed hands.
The rich purple cursed energy condensed, but it did not turn into a small point of light like Gojo Satoru. Suzuki Kawa tried to compress the cursed energy, but felt that it was too scattered, almost like a fog, and it was impossible to condense it into a point of light.
The attempt failed, and Suzuki Kawa put the paper back in disappointment, lowered his head and sent a message to his close friend Megumi Fushiguro.
Megumi Fushiguro did not reply to him, and Suzuki Kawa opened the chat box of Yuji Itadori without hesitation and started poking his good friend Yuji.
Yuji Itadori replied quickly: [What's the matter, Ogawa?]
[Of course it’s a big deal! ]
[Have you been feeling a bit down lately, your body lacking energy, and your mind wandering all the time?]
[Yes!]
This time, Suzuki Kawa did not fool Yuji Itadori, but seriously said that he wanted to recommend a super powerful teacher to him.
In the dormitory building of Jujutsu High School, Yuji Itadori stood in the corridor, looking at a series of messages sent by Suzuki Kawa with a stunned expression. The cool night breeze blew, and he unconsciously clenched his phone.
It seems that my abnormality has caused my companions to worry.
There were footsteps, Yuji Itadori turned around and found it was Megumi Fushiguro. The other party seemed to have gone to the vending machine downstairs, holding a can of Coke with water droplets in her hand. Xiaobai was actually lying on the head that looked like a sea urchin. Judging from Megumi Fushiguro's expression, it was obvious that he was used to it.
Yuji Itadori was stunned. He was indeed a little distracted today, but what he hadn't noticed was that Fushiguro and Haku were already so close? No, didn't Fushiguro seem to dislike puppies?
"Hi, good evening!" Xiaobai raised his paw and greeted the stunned Yuji Itadori.
"Ah, good evening." Yuji Itadori also raised his hand.
Megumi Fushiguro looked up at him: "Why are you standing here? Aren't you going back to your room?" Her eyes fell on the lit screen of Yuji Itadori, and when she thought of the message sent by Suzuki Kawa just now, Megumi Fushiguro's brows relaxed, and she vaguely guessed something.
Yuji Itadori didn't know how to answer for a moment. He had just stayed in the room and wanted to practice the circulation of his cursed power, but he couldn't calm down... The woman's pale face kept flashing before his eyes.
"Did Ogawa look for you?" Megumi Fushiguro asked, looking at the screen which was gradually getting darker.
"Yes, he said he wanted to recommend a teacher to me." Itadori Yujin only saw the first half of the sentence and touched his head a little embarrassedly, "Sorry to make you worry."
Fushiguro Megumi shook her head, raised her hand and accurately pinched the back of Xiaobai's neck to pull him down, saying, "Gojo-sensei has also heard about Ogawa's plan, but he has more ideas. He probably wants to establish a psychologist position in the technical college. However, he needs someone who is familiar with curses to take the position, and he can't find anyone for the time being."
"Of course, Miss Ieiri refused."
Xiaobai jumped onto the railing, and Yuji Itadori couldn't help but look at it nervously, fearing that the little white dog would accidentally fall down.
When he heard what Megumi Fushiguro said, he was still a little unresponsive: "Psychologist?" This was a very unfamiliar and distant term for Yuji Itadori, who was still a junior high school student not long ago.
The black-haired boy nodded and pulled the ring of his Coke, the sound of bubbles leaking out could be heard. He leaned against the railing, his expression still calm, and continued, "Yes, because in the process of exorcising the cursed spirit, it is inevitable to encounter various problems. Yuji, completing the mission is not as simple as exorcising the curse. The more difficult part is dealing with ordinary people."
As the cold liquid rolled down his throat, Megumi Fushiguro remembered what Gojo Satoru said to him when he met him at lunch.
"Well, because many missions are related to ordinary people. After all, these groups are weak, and cursed spirits are equivalent to supernatural beings. They often encounter situations where they are not understood or even insulted." The teacher wearing sunglasses said, holding the cake that Ijichi had just bought, with his thumb resting on his smoothly shaped chin.
Adult sorcerers encounter much more troubles than younger sorcerers like Fubuki and Kuroe. Whether it is the thrilling and exhausting process of exorcising cursed spirits, or the mental and physical exhaustion of coordinating with ordinary people, it is extremely easy to breed negative emotions. In addition, the salary of sorcerers is very considerable, so many sorcerers have the habit of smoking and drinking.
In addition, when accepting a mission, you must rely on experience to judge the level of the mission curse spirit. The evaluation given by the "window" is for reference only.
Experienced sorcerers can already judge the level of the cursed spirit from clues.
However, more young sorcerers often cannot hold on. They either die in high-level tasks due to detection errors, or are unable to withstand the overwhelming pressure and defect or give up their identity as sorcerers.
Returning to the life of an ordinary person is a relief.
"I always feel that there is something behind what Gojo-sensei said." Megumi Fushiguro looked at the teacher with his eyes downcast, hesitated for a moment, and finally said it.
"Is it that obvious?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyes and said in a relaxed tone, "My classmates and junior students are living examples."
He glanced at the time and said, "Ah, it's getting late. Huihui, go eat. We have training this afternoon."
After saying that, he walked towards the office with the cake in his hand.
He was still muttering, "Young man, you still need some guidance."
A light breeze blew and Xiaobai sneezed. Fushiguro Megumi came to his senses and realized that he had said so much without realizing it. His hands were already covered with sticky water droplets and there was a dark water stain at his feet.
He stood up and looked at Itadori Yuji: "So, it's very common for sorcerers to encounter difficult situations. It's up to you whether to accept Ogawa's advice or not. Every day of a sorcerer's life is precious, and you can't be depressed all the time."
Xiaobai wagged his tail and said, "By the way, Yuji's mother might still be alive, but the situation is probably beyond your imagination."
The pink-haired boy suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiaobai: "What..."
The ringing of the phone interrupted him. Yuji Itadori lowered his head and found that it was Suzuki Kawa who opened the phone. He looked at the time and found that they had been talking for more than half an hour.
Oops, I forgot to reply to Xiaochuan. Because the phone interface stayed in the chat box, it kept showing that I had read it.
Fushiguro Megumi also saw the familiar note, and then watched as Yuji Itadori clicked the call, and immediately Suzuki Kawa's heartbreaking voice echoed through the corridor -
"Yuujin! You're using cold violence against me!!"
"I won't live anymore. You and Xiaohui are both treating me coldly and violently! I can't accept the cold violence from my good friends. Who are you trying to warm up when you're treating me coldly and violently?!"
"Speak up! Why haven't you replied to my post?"
Fushiguro Megumi fully believed that if Suzuki Kawa were here, he would have been holding them and shaking them wildly, then rolling on the ground in despair.
However, Itadori Yuji quickly calmed the excited Suzuki Kawa with a nervous look on his face: "No, no, I was just talking to Fushiguro for a long time. I checked the message right away. I really didn't mean it!"
"Really?" Suzuki Kawa on the other end sniffed.
"Really!" Yuji Itadori answered firmly.
"Then you must not refuse my suggestion."
Fushiguro Megumi held his forehead and said, "It must be said that Yuji and Ogawa have not spent much time together. Unlike him, he is no longer at the age where he should sympathize with Ogawa."
I always feel that it sounds a bit vicissitudes of life.
Is it an illusion?
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