Chapter 24 Forbidden x Manga x Junior
Xiao Lu You doesn't believe in love without a reason, but he does believe in hatred without a reason.
Some people are born without the ability to love others, always resent everything around them, and blame all the misfortunes in their lives on others.
Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu showed considerable enthusiasm from their first meeting and were quite knowledgeable about some of his little things.
For example, he likes to eat ramen.
They're always getting handsy with me.
While it's normal for guys to put their arms around each other's shoulders, however...
I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.
Anyway, his intuition told him something was wrong.
—After all, he wouldn't want Dazai to change his clothes.
From this perspective, Xia Youjie's actions are indeed quite strange.
"In the comics I've read, if someone is inexplicably enthusiastic towards another person upon first meeting, it's either because they have ulterior motives, or because that person is someone they know from the past—a relative or a lover..."
Xiao Lu You also thought about it for a moment. Since they were both boys, they could first rule out lovers.
That is, he resembles one of Xia Youjie's relatives.
"Do you see your brother's shadow in me?"
In that instant, all the anger that Xia Youjie had been holding in dissipated.
It was as if the heart that had been hanging in suspense had finally died.
The blade of judgment fell, and nothing happened.
The moment Xia Youjie heard Xiaolu Youye's question, he almost lost his hearing.
He felt the world quiet down, and he could hear nothing but his own increasingly rapid breathing and his increasingly intense heartbeat.
What was Yuya thinking when he asked that question?
Is it that you don't care about answering at all, or do you have some special expectations?
Even knowing that the chances of Yuya falling for him in such a short time together were slim, he still couldn't help but indulge in some useless fantasies.
Of course, all those fantasies shattered when she heard "brother".
Xia Youjie lowered his head weakly, burying his face in Youye's neck, his voice feeble: "Youye... what exactly are you thinking about?"
Why would you want to smash a pink bubble atmosphere with a steel hammer?
First, the father and son wore the clothes, then the brothers became stand-ins.
Do you not even have the idea that guys can like other guys?
Aside from being perverted, can't you tell that I like you from all the things I did?
Countless words lingered on his tongue, but Xia Youjie didn't utter a single one.
He said, almost in despair, "If that's how you think it is, then so be it."
A fleeting look of understanding crossed Xiao Lu Youye's eyes. He patted Xia Youjie's shoulder reassuringly: "It's okay, I don't mind."
So Xia Youjie is such a clingy older brother! You wouldn't guess he's the kind of reliable eldest son who's the pillar of the family.
The thought that such a person could also be vulnerable and transfer his feelings to others, and seek solace in others, filled Yuya Koshino with a sudden sense of responsibility.
Someone needs him.
Very much so.
"Xia You, from now on you can treat me like your own brother, and I will..."
You treat him like your own younger brother.
Xia Youjie's voice was muffled, and at this moment it really sounded a bit childish, unlike his usual mature demeanor that didn't match his age: "No need."
But there are no younger brothers and older brothers sleeping together.
...It seems like there are some?
Some erotic images unconsciously surfaced in Xia Youjie's mind.
In bed, Tingyou also called out in a broken voice, "Little brother, be gentle," which seemed to be quite nice?
I've never heard this in bed before.
The erotic scene elicited a strong reaction, and Xiao Luyou almost immediately sensed that Xia Youjie was acting strangely.
He said sincerely, "Xia You, well, you seem to have a lot of internal heat. In this case, I would suggest that you drink some mung bean porridge, which can help reduce internal heat."
"Or you could go to the restroom?"
Xia Youjie looked at Xiaolu Youye's oblivious gaze and a wicked thought arose in his mind.
"I'm not going."
Yuya Kojima: "But this..."
"I'll take care of it here."
"Huh?!" Yuya almost burst out of voice, stammering, "R-right here? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
"What's wrong with that? There's no one else here but you and me. No one will come in without my permission, so there's nothing to worry about."
Xiao Lu You also blushed: "This is a rather private matter. I don't think it's appropriate for me to stay here. I should give you some private space."
Xia Youjie absolutely adored Yuya's blushing and anxious expression. He deliberately said, "Didn't Yuya say he didn't need any private space? He told me to treat you like an older brother. Since we're brothers, it's normal for us to watch each other do this kind of thing, right?"
"After all, it was just a small interlude in the middle of adolescence."
Yuya was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
Xia Youjie continued, "It's not just about looking at each other; we can actually help each other out, right?"
"Isn't it normal for an older brother to guide and teach his younger brother about the physical changes he will encounter as he grows up?"
"Sex education is also a very important part of a child's growth process. We need to teach children about the physical changes."
Xiao Lu You also felt like cursing.
He wanted to curse, "Shameless!"
Look at your calm and fearless attitude, do you need someone to teach you?
"I think what you need to learn more is a sense of shame." Yuya felt that his rebuke was particularly tactful and skillful.
Xia Youjie wondered, what good is having a sense of shame?
It will only create distance between the two people.
Now that he has discarded his sense of shame, Yuya is helpless against him.
Xiao Jie was full of energy and showed no signs of fatigue.
"Brother, please teach me."
Xia Youjie whispered these words into Youye's ear. He took the other's hand and slowly moved closer.
"Knock knock knock—"
The sudden sound interrupted them, and the two of them looked toward the source of the sound at the same time.
Outside the window on the 33rd floor stood a grumpy-faced Gojo Satoru.
He punched a hole in the window and swaggered in.
"I feel like I've seen this scene before, last week..."
The same thing must have happened in the dorm before, right?
"Were you two getting along this well without my knowledge?"
Gojo Satoru gave a forced smile: "As a classmate, it's not right for you to ostracize me, is it?"
Xia Youjie sighed inwardly, stood up, and pulled Xiaolu Youye up as well: "I would like to say the same thing to Wu."
"They always appear at the most inopportune time."
Was it intentional?
Gojo Satoru ignored Xia Youjie's words; an unnamed fire burned within him, making him restless.
To their surprise, Yuya suddenly ran to Satoru Gojo's side and pushed him toward the door, saying, "Satoru-kun, let's go quickly, Natsuyu-kun has other things to do."
Gojo Satoru's anger was half dispelled by him, and he followed along without understanding why.
Xia Youjie didn't catch up either.
He lowered his head.
There are indeed still things to do.
After confirming that no one was following behind, Xiao Luyou breathed a sigh of relief. Just to be on the safe side, he pushed Wujiao Wu away from the Panxing Sect headquarters—and even walked another street away.
"Why are you always looking so grumpy? People around us are avoiding us."
No one dared to approach within a three-meter radius of the two of them.
Gojo Satoru no longer looks like the handsome DK; his grumpy face makes him look more like a cold-blooded killer who has been killing fish at RT-Mart for ten years.
“Yuya hasn’t realized his mistake yet,” Gojo Satoru said, reaching out to pinch Yuya’s face and squeezing his mouth into an “O” shape. “Didn’t I tell Yuya that Jack is no good? You should be wary.”
"What were you planning to do if I hadn't come?"
Want to have sex?
Even though Gojo Satoru's soul was thrown out of his body by the shockwave, he was still dealing damage.
"Yuya, Jie is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He looks honest, but he's actually a cunning fox with a head full of dark thoughts. You two can't be alone together anymore. What if Yuya messes things up when I can't see him?"
"Just think about it, when Yuya comes back from a mission, he's lying on the bed with his face red and crying, not even wearing clothes, covered in marks left by Jie, and... umm?"
Yuya Kojima used all his strength to block Satoru Gojo's mouth, making sure that not a single syllable would leak out.
"Gojo Satoru, were you just released from a mental hospital?"
What kind of talk is that!
Gojo Satoru released Yuya Ogawa, but held his hand tightly in his palm, his face serious: "I was serious about what I just said, Yuya, you have to remember that!"
"Remember what? Xia Youjie and I are both boys, the things you're talking about won't happen."
Why not?
"Why... are we all boys?"
"Can't men like men? Can't men date men? Can't men have sex with men?"
"Who made that rule?"
Gojo Satoru asked so aggressively that he crashed the computer when asked by Yuya Koshiro.
Yuya Kojiro frowned.
Yuya Koshino is thinking.
It seems there's no rule that says boys can't be with other boys?
Although pairing men and women is common, it is not...
There is only one option for the representative.
Boys can be with boys, and girls can be with girls.
Gojo Satoru pulled Yuya along, saying, "Yuya, come with me, I'll take you somewhere."
Yu was still thinking when he was dragged away, and he barely managed to keep up by quickening his pace.
Gojo Satoru led him on a tram, then a bus, and finally they arrived at a somewhat old-fashioned comic book store.
There seemed to be quite a few people reading in the store, but for some reason, everyone was blushing and looked very wary of those around them.
Gojo Satoru put away his sunglasses and strode into the comic book store with Yuya.
His natural and generous demeanor contrasted sharply with those around him.
His presence even drew a second glance from the boss, who was playing computer games.
I've never seen anyone so good-looking and shameless who comes here to read comics.
Yu didn't have time to look at the manga categories carefully before Gojo Satoru led him to a section. Before he could even react, a manga was shoved into his hand.
"Look at this."
Yuya Koshino lowers his head; the cover features two naked men.
One had blonde hair, the other had dark hair.
The two were entwined on the bed.
? ? ?
Yuya's voice trembled: "What did you stuff into my mouth?"
"Comics, □□ Male-male oriented comics."
Gojo Satoru's voice wasn't quiet; those nearby could hear it. They couldn't help but peek over, wanting to see who could so brazenly talk about reading erotic comics in public.
Noticing their gazes, Gojo Satoru was quite displeased: "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen two people watching a banned comic together?"
Some people unconsciously shook their heads: they had never seen such a scene before.
"Isn't Yuu usually the one who learns things from comics? Take a look at this, I believe you'll find it very helpful."
Gojo Satoru patted Yuya on the shoulder: "Yuya, you take a look first. If that's not enough, there are many other comics in the store."
"If you're not interested in that, how about this instead?"
Yuya glanced at the cover and felt as if his eyes had been burned.
The huge cover featured a man bound with a tie, accompanied by the words "picture" in large print.
"Overthrowing the Superior: A Night of Lewdness with a Junior Bound"
Yuya Koshiro slowly clenched his fist.
He killed Gojo Satoru.
They killed everyone else in the comic book store as well.
The body must be destroyed to cover up the crime!
Gojo Satoru felt a little guilty when he saw that the curse power around Yuya Koshika's body had become unstable.
I forgot that Yuya is actually very shy.
Actually, we should have bought the things and looked at them together at home with Yuya. That way, we might have been able to trick Yuya into trying out the things drawn in the manga.
Anger really does make people lose their minds; I hadn't thought of that at all just now.
Yuya Oguri gritted his teeth, practically spitting out each word: "Wu-tong, thank you so much for bringing me here, but since it's a □□ manga, I think we should avoid contact."
What do you think?
His gaze towards Gojo Satoru had already turned murderous; once Gojo Satoru...
If you dare to say anything out of line again, I will definitely take action.
Gojo Satoru thought about it for a moment.
Without saying a word, he took the book to the front desk, threw down a stack of money, grabbed a black pen from the table, crossed out "18", and then changed it to "14" as appropriate.
He looked proudly at Yuya, his meaning clear without him saying a word—look, it's not censored anymore, it's 14+.
Xiao Luyou was so angry he laughed. He threw the book down and wanted to leave.
However, Gojo Satoru hooked his neck around her neck.
"Yuya, don't you owe me a request?"
"I'm going to keep my promise right now—stay here and read comics with me."
Before Yuya could refuse, Satoru Gojo continued, "I've already said that Yuya can refuse me. But this isn't something like murder or arson, or anything that goes against your principles."
"Even so, Yuya is still going to reject me?"
"I'm fine with anything."
You've said it all, and you've already said it to that extent. If he refuses, wouldn't it make him seem like he can't take a joke?
Yuya snatched the comic book away menacingly: "Fine, read it. But when you get home today, you have to delete the photos and never mention that day again."
Seeing that even when he was angry, Yuya still walked quietly so as not to disturb others, Gojo Satoru revealed a smug, cat-like smile.
Yuya, in a fit of anger, found a completely deserted corner, frowned, and began reading comics in a torture-like posture.
Gradually, his brows relaxed, and he became completely absorbed.
The comic isn't filled with explicit images; rather, it earnestly depicts the love-hate relationship between the two main characters.
The visuals are beautiful, and the dialogue is also very nuanced.
Yeah, it's just that I hug and kiss him all the time, which makes him feel a little awkward.
Gojo Satoru casually grabbed a comic book and covered his face, pretending to sleep, but he kept peeking at Yuya's expression through the gap.
He noticed every subtle change.
Gojo Satoru, Yuya hasn't changed at all.
Even if they are tricked into agreeing to something, they will not go back on their word, and they can do things seriously even if they don't like them.
……Um?
Wait a moment.
Things I don't like.
Judging from Yuya's expression now, he probably doesn't dislike it, right? He's clearly completely immersed in the story and can't pull himself out.
Gojo Satoru watched as Yuya's expression shifted between relaxation and furrowed brows; his face changed from angry to satisfied.
He didn't interrupt Yuya, he just kept looking at him.
"Smack."
The book closed with a soft sound, and Yuya lowered his voice to praise it: "It was my fault, Satoru. Putting aside some of the content, this manga is really good. The emotions are depicted very delicately."
"Wu, do you know where the next book is?"
Gojo Satoru took the book off his face and said lazily, "There is no next volume."
Yuya's expression stiffened slightly: "No next volume?"
"This manga is based on the author's own personal experiences. Because he had relationship problems, he didn't draw the next volume," Gojo Satoru said nonchalantly. "Maybe they..."
"Let's publish the next book whenever they reconcile."
Yuya Ogawa was furious: "How can someone be so unprofessional? If you're a manga artist, you should finish drawing the story you've created!"
Gojo Satoru said in a strange voice, "But he's just a porn manga artist. It's normal for porn manga to come out one volume at a time."
Yuya choked up and couldn't reply for a moment.
"Compared to the next volume, Yuya, did you even bother to read the 'essential' parts of the manga? It's a pornographic manga, so of course the forbidden stuff is the 'essential' part," Gojou Satoru picked up the manga and expertly flipped to the most explicit page. "Like here, this pose is absolutely 'essential'..."
Yuya covered his mouth and forcefully pulled the comic away: "Okay, Satoru, don't talk."
As he pulled the person away from the comic book store, Yu casually slipped the comic book into his pocket.
After all... cough cough, Gojo Satoru has already paid. Besides, the cover has been drawn on with black pen, so it doesn't look very nice here.
Yuya Kojima convinced himself, and his steps became lighter.
He had forgotten what had made him so angry before.
Comics are innocent, and so is the level of explicitness.
“Yuya’s strength is getting stronger and stronger,” Gojo Shochao muttered loudly. “Ugh, I was just trying to show Yuya the new world, but he was treated so roughly.”
"Yuya is really going too far."
In the past, when Yuya heard such words, he could calmly ignore them and treat his classmates as crazy.
However, having just experienced the baptism of banned comics, he finds it difficult to look at certain words directly.
For example, "brutal".
Please treat me more roughly, I will accept it all.
Xiao Lu You also thought of this and inexplicably shivered: "From now on, you are forbidden from using vulgar language."
"Why? Yuya is clearly thick..."
“I’ll treat you to dinner,” Yuya interrupted Satoru Gojo. “Satoru, behave yourself, and I’ll treat you to dinner.”
Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up: "I want Yuya to make it himself, I don't want anything from outside."
"Now I'll take you back to the college for lunch. You're not allowed to say anything like I treated you 'rudely' again."
"Sure, one meal, one word."
Without a second thought, Gojo Satoru agreed to Yuya Ogawa's conditions.
Oh dear, Yu is just too naive. You can't listen to this kind of talk after reading the manga; he actually has a lot more dirty talk he hasn't said yet.
Moreover, Yuya simply forbids him from saying it to Yuya.
Is it against the rules to let Yuya say such things himself?
Gojo Satoru looked down at Yuya Kojima's head and thought that the whorl of hair on his head was incredibly cute.
Beneath his eyes, which symbolize the pure sky, lies a desire unseen by anyone.
There is also pity for the prey who are completely unaware of the trap they have fallen into.
But the hunter said nothing; he wouldn't alert the enemy.
He simply lets his prey get closer and closer, then catches them all in one fell swoop.
"Let's go back and take the tram."
To be honest, the comic book store is quite a distance from the tram stop. I don't know how Gojo Satoru, who was in front of me, managed to pull me over here with such incredible strength.
Now, walking back, the road seems so long.
.
Gojo Satoru suddenly walked up to Yuya Koshika and squatted down.
"?"
"What? Want to rest for a bit?"
"Yuya is such an idiot. What I meant was to have you come up here and I'll carry you."
Yuya's face lit up with joy, but she still maintained her composure: "Actually, it's alright, I can still walk."
Gojo Satoru patted his own shoulder, a silent urging.
"You brought this up yourself, I'm not exploiting you."
With a slight jump, Yuya Kojima climbed onto Satoru Gojo's back, and Satoru Gojo caught him steadily.
"Hold on tight! It's time for the Wupai Express to depart—let's go!"
Gojo Satoru excitedly rushed out, while Yuya Koshino clung tightly to his waist and neck in fright: "Wait, wait, wait, there's no need to rush like this!"
Are you a sorcerer or a sorcerer gorilla? How can you move so fast while carrying someone on your back?
"Seriously, what are you so excited about?!"
Being with Gojo Satoru, you're always the center of attention.
Ignoring the strange looks from those around him, Gojo Satoru charged forward like a mad mule.
They wouldn't let anyone into the tram station.
"Hmm?" Gojo Satoru straightened up, supporting himself with his hands under Yuya's buttocks. "There are remnants of a cursed spirit, at least a level two cursed spirit."
"And there are sorcerers present as well."
Yuuko didn't know when he had started using Satoru Gojo's hair as a mule's reins, gripping it tightly. Now that he'd removed his hand, the two tufts of hair stood up like bull horns.
Because of this, Yuya's voice was somewhat sluggish: "What is it? Ah, a sorcerer, they're probably on a mission, it has nothing to do with us."
Recognizing the master of the remnants of the cursed power, Gojo Satoru's lips curled slightly: "Let's go take a look, maybe there'll be something interesting."
He changed direction and went against the flow of people.
Yuya Kojima snapped out of his daze, leaned down, and whispered in Satoru Gojo's ear, "Is it someone we know? An enemy or something?"
"Well, if I had to say, I'd say he's my future junior."
"Junior?"
**
The door leading to the downstairs work area opened, and people who had finished lunch gradually returned to their posts. The last person to leave didn't notice that the door didn't close automatically; instead, a hand blocked it, and then two people quickly slipped inside.
"They said they'd put me down, but this is really inconvenient."
"There's nothing inconvenient about it. Yu is also very light, so it's not difficult to carry him at all."
Yuya Kojima was helpless against Satoru Gojo, as if he had returned to the first day they met.
"Did the filthy traces extend all the way down?"
Even after carrying Yuya for more than half an hour, Gojo Satoru's breathing did not become rapid. His reply echoed in the stairwell: "It goes straight down. Judging from the filth, it seems that the sorcerer discovered the cursed spirit and deliberately lured it here so as not to affect other ordinary people."
Yuya looked up at the ceiling: "Isn't this inappropriate? It's right above the train. What if the cursed spirit goes berserk and wipes out everyone on the train?"
"Haha, that's right. When you see that guy later, Yuya, you should give him a good beating like that."
Their expressions after being scolded will be hilarious; I want to take a picture.
Yuya tugged at the ear of the scooter: "You're so wicked."
Two or three hundred meters ahead of the two, a blond boy was confronting the cursed spirit.
However, judging from the wounds on his body, he was clearly at a disadvantage.
I have a broken rib, and my spleen... I also feel like I have some internal bleeding.
The blond boy spat out the blood and foam from his mouth and remained silent.
He began to think about why he was like this.
From a young age, the boy discovered that he could see monsters that others couldn't, and that feeling was terrible, as if only his own world was dirty and gray.
No matter how hard you try to hide it, something will occasionally slip out.
He knew that his neighbors and classmates often talked about him secretly, saying that he was a guy with dirty eyes and that he was eccentric.
His parents moved several times with him. As he grew older, he could walk right through the monster's body without batting an eye. As long as he didn't make eye contact with the monster, it generally wouldn't bother him.
He used to be afraid of monsters, but after learning how to defeat them, he gradually became able to face them with equanimity.
He seems to possess a special power that allows him to see the weaknesses of cursed spirits. As long as he attacks those weaknesses with all his might, the monsters will disappear.
During his breaks, he would occasionally go to places where no one could see him and eliminate those monsters.
Unfortunately, we failed today.
This monster was stronger than any he had ever seen before, and his strength was insufficient to shake it. Instead, he was treated as a plaything by the monster, which had no intention of killing him directly. Instead, it tormented him with great interest, waiting for him to resist before attacking him.
Like a cat that has caught a mouse, it is not in a hurry to deliver the fatal blow.
I'll probably die here.
That's what the blond boy was thinking.
Somewhat surprisingly, he didn't feel scared.
Perhaps he had been mentally prepared for this long ago. He could kill the monsters he could kill, and he could also be killed by the monsters that could kill him.
It sounds a bit convoluted, but it's a dog-eat-dog world where only the fittest survive.
The blond boy gave up resisting and leaned against the wall.
Actually, he didn't come over. The moment he made eye contact with the monster, he knew clearly that he was no match for it.
But he still managed to lure him over.
If he doesn't resist, the monster might leave peacefully after killing him.
The other passengers on the tram will be fine; only he will die.
I hope his death wasn't too gruesome, so as not to frighten the staff at the tram station. I also hope that his parents, who have both remarried after their divorce, won't grieve for too long after receiving news of his death.
The blond boy completely gave up resisting.
Waiting for death to come.
The monster tilted its head in a human-like manner.
Stop struggling?
It grabbed the boy, shook him like a water glass, and then broke one of his ribs.
After confirming that humanity had given up resistance, I felt somewhat bored.
Let's kill them completely.
The boy was carelessly tossed to the ground, and tentacles as sharp as mantis legs were about to pierce his stomach.
Disembowel it like you would a dead fish.
The boy thought: I guess it wasn't a painless death.
Just as his stomach was about to be cut open and he was about to say goodbye to this world, he heard a huge roar in his ears.
Turning my head, I saw a hand reaching out from inside the wall.
He was still holding his phone.
Accompanying this was a gentle but very anxious voice: "Gojo Satoru! Are you stupid! There's a door right next to you, why do you have to go through the wall? What if it's a load-bearing wall and you smash the whole train station to pieces?"
"Don't worry, don't worry, I checked the layout when I came down, nothing will happen."
The crackling sound echoed in the tunnel, and the blinding flashes of light made the blond boy raise his hand to shield his eyes.
What came out?
"Yes, yes, yes, this scene is excellent. Let's record it now; we might be able to exchange it for something incredible later."
Enraged by being ignored, the monster let out a hideous roar and charged at the two people who looked like they had just run out of a circus.
The blond boy's pupils contracted, and he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Get out of here!"
He struggled to protect the circus performers, but a tall, silver-haired man with his back to him pressed his head down.
"Wait a minute, I haven't finished recording my video yet. Video will be more impactful than photos."
"It needs to be properly uploaded to the cloud and saved."
What are you talking about? Is it because you escaped from a mental hospital that you can't communicate?
But no matter what, he didn't want these two people to die here.
"Run!"
The blond boy stood in front of the two, deciding to use his body as a human shield to block the attack and buy time.
However, the black-haired boy being carried was even faster than him.
He scattered something that looked like seeds.
"bundle."
"twist."
In the blink of an eye, the narrow tunnel was filled with green vines. The blond boy only saw the monster get entangled before everything went black.
The vines blocked his view.
When things became visible again, the monster was gone.
Only two oddballs remained.
The black-haired boy comforted him, "It's alright now."
Two very strange people.
Seven Seas Build People Think.
A man who seems mentally unstable, and... a combination that might be disabled?
Seeing that the other person's gaze was lingering on his legs, Xiao Luyou realized that he had been misunderstood. He punched Wujiao Wusou on the shoulder twice and said, "Put me down."
Gojo Satoru reluctantly let go: "Anyway, Yuya, you're so light I can carry you, why won't you let me carry you? Besides, we were working together so well just now, Yuya, you were exorcising the cursed spirit and I was secretly filming the funny moments."
Yuya Ogawa ignored it.
He walked over to Nanami Kento and checked his injuries: "Are you feeling alright? Can you hold on?"
Nanami Kento remained calm: "His internal organs are ruptured, and he has three broken ribs. I don't know how much longer he can hold on."
Yuya's eyes widened: "Isn't this quite serious?!"
He could only perform basic hemostasis and bandage the wound.
Gojo Satoru uploaded the videos and photos to the cloud before slowly walking over: "You look quite disheveled."
Nanami Kento asked, "Who are you people? You could also see that monster from earlier?"
“That thing we just saw was called a cursed spirit. And he and I are both sorcerers who specialize in eliminating these cursed spirits,” Gojo Satoru said, pointing at him and Yuya Kojima. “You’re very brave; you dared to lure out a cursed spirit that you’re no match for and deal with it alone.”
"Unfortunately, it was a crushing defeat."
Nanami Kento thought, "This man is good-looking, but he has a mouth that can't say anything nice."
A sorcerer sounds like a long-established, stable profession. So, in the world he can't see, there are actually many people like him.
You can see monsters and you can destroy them.
He wasn't the only one like that.
Unbeknownst to him, deep within his heart, a heavy weight seemed to have been lifted. Suddenly relieved, Nanami Kento felt a wave of darkness wash over him.
He leaned forward and was embraced by a fragrant embrace.
Before he lost consciousness, he heard the anxious voice of the black-haired man.
"Hey? Are you alright?"
"Wait a minute, he's passed out. What if he suddenly dies?"
"It's alright, we'll go back to the college now. As long as we get him there before he dies, Shoko can handle it."
This doesn't sound like good news at all.
Many years later, the people of Qihaijian were still thinking about it.
If he had persevered a little longer, perhaps he wouldn't have been sent to a vocational college; if he hadn't been sent to a vocational college, perhaps he wouldn't have gone to study there; and if he hadn't gone to a vocational college, he wouldn't have met that piece of shit, Gojo Satoru.
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs" in life.
His life has gone astray from this day forward.
**
The small clinic was packed with people.
Considering there were still patients, Ieiri Shoko simply twirled the cigarette in her hand without lighting it. She urged Gojo Satoru with some disdain, "Gojo, you're such a big guy, you're just getting in the way here."
"Get out."
Gojo Gosuke refused: "There are four people here, why should I go out?"
"If you don't leave, who's going to leave, the patient lying in bed? Or me, the doctor? Little Deer can still lend me a hand if she stays here. What use are you if you stay here, besides watching the show and eating the crumbs of the snacks I left all over the floor?"
Gojo Satoru made a wink.
"Just the fact that my divine face is here is enough to make you feel happy and motivated. Isn't that enough?"
Ieiri Shoko didn't say anything, but rubbed the cigarette in her hand.
This guy has become even more shameless.
I can't imagine what a disgusting adult I'll become in the future.
Gojo Satoru sat on the chair, his long legs spread apart with nowhere to go, his chubby face squeezing out from the back of the chair.
"Shoko, how much longer until he wakes up?"
"He'll wake up when he stops pretending to be asleep."
Upon hearing this, Nanami Kento, who wanted to observe the situation further, had no choice but to open his eyes.
Gojo Satoru said in a surprised tone, "You're pretty good at pretending to be asleep. I didn't even notice."
Nanami Kento said calmly, "Making eye contact with a monster would be very troublesome."
Moreover, monsters are always more active at night.
Calmly ignoring the situation and pretending to be asleep were things he could do effortlessly.
Where is this?
"High School - Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Higher Specialized School".
"A place specifically for training sorcerers."
Gojo's round eyes, framed by sunglasses, were filled with ill intent.
"—This is also where you will study in the future."
Um?
Wait a moment?
He didn't agree to this, did he?
Before Nanami Kento could object, Gojo Satoru began cheering: "Wow~ A new guy has arrived! I'm a senior now! From now on, I can delegate all missions to my juniors. I'm free~"
At this moment, Nanami Kento's thoughts were the same as Xiaolu Youye's thoughts on his first day at the college:
Nerves!
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