Chapter 2

At one point, the cursed spirit seemed to be looking through Gojo Satoru at someone else.

This was so obvious that he could be sure of it even without the Six Eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, others have always been shrouded in the shadow of Gojo Satoru, and the reverse has never happened.

While Gojo Satoru was feeling resentful, his curiosity was also aroused, so even though there were other more important things to ask, he chose this one now.

When the traces of the cursed spirit were discovered, Gojo Satoru had already notified the assistant supervisors to evacuate. There were no idle personnel within a ten-mile radius. It was probably because of the battle last night. Even though there was a forest around, not even the sound of insects could be heard.

The atmosphere was tense. Under Gojo Satoru's gaze, the Curse Spirit slowly said, "I don't know what you are talking about."

The cursed spirit's voice was hoarse and his words were slow, as if he had not communicated with anyone for a long time. This was consistent with Gojo Satoru's guess about his identity.

However, he was not satisfied with the content of this answer.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head to observe the other person's expression and asked, "Truth?"

The cursed spirit did not reply, and Gojo Satoru judged that it must have undergone rigorous training before it died, and it was difficult to get useful information from its expression.

Gojo Satoru quickly gave up on simply relying on chatting to get intelligence.

"never mind."

His figure disappeared in the next second, and the cursed spirit subconsciously raised his hand to block Gojo Satoru's attack.

Bai Yun lowered his head and caught Gojo Go's fist that was aimed at his chest and abdomen with his forehand and backhand. There was a not-so-noticeable space between his gloved hand and the opponent's.

This is the application of Gojo Satoru's "No Limits" technique. To put it simply, it means "I can hit you, but you can't hit me."

Very shameless.

It was originally a tentative attack, and being caught was within his expectations. Gojo Satoru was very calm, and even said deliberately: "Even if you didn't tell me, I could probably guess it."

Bai Yun: “…”

Wait, how did you guess that?

What did you guess???

Originally, Bai Yun was using his backhand, so it was difficult for him to exert much strength. In addition, Gojo Satoru noticed his sudden movement quickly and increased the strength of his hands several times in an instant. With the combined force of the two sides, the originally stalemate was broken in the blink of an eye.

Uchiha Obito's fighting instinct made a judgment at this moment.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and looked at the eyes of the cursed spirit in front of him, which were originally as black as ink and began to turn red from the inside out.

In the moonlight, it seemed as if three magatama were spinning madly in the glowing scarlet eyes, and finally they became one.

The next second, Gojo Satoru felt the resistance under his fist disappear. He watched his attack pass through the palm and chest of the cursed spirit, and seemingly further penetrated the core chest and abdomen that were originally the target. However, no matter from the feel or effect, it was like hitting the air and had no effect.

Taking advantage of the fact that Gojo Satoru had lost his balance and had not yet adjusted himself, the cursed spirit formed a vortex-like space gap with its right eye as the core. It calmly watched its body being pulled to fill the gap, and soon disappeared completely.

Gojo Satoru, who stayed where he was, looked at the place where the cursed spirit disappeared, then looked down at his hands, recalling everything that had just happened, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an ambiguous arc.

Kind of interesting.

*

Kento Nanami used to be an office worker, but now he is a sorcerer.

And if we don't count his time in technical college, he actually spent more time at work than as a sorcerer.

Although the length of time does not represent the depth of the impact, his working life does affect him in various small details.

For example, the constraints he set for himself, such as his habit of wearing formal clothes when performing tasks.

For example, 2:50 in the morning should absolutely, absolutely be considered sleeping time.

The moment he realized there was an intruder in his room, Nanami Kento woke up suddenly. He reached his hand under the pillow and rolled to the side away from his original position to prevent possible attacks.

When he regained his balance, he held his weapon in his hand, protecting it against his chest in a defensive posture.

When he realized that the invader was Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento's tense muscles relaxed and his hand holding the weapon naturally dropped.

He looked at Gojo Satoru, who was standing beside his bed with a smile on his face without saying a word, sighed deeply, and pinched the bridge of his nose with his free left hand.

When Gojo Satoru decides to ruin your night, there is nothing you can do but obey. After all, he is not a man who has the word "give up" in his dictionary, and any behavior resembling a struggle can only provide more fun for the other party.

Nanami Kento looked down at the robe he was wearing and sighed again: "Give me five minutes."

Gojo Satoru was very happy to get the answer he wanted: "Then I'll wait for you in the living room."

After saying this, he pushed the door and left as if he was at home.

Three minutes and twenty-seven seconds later, Nanami Kento appeared in his living room fully armed.

Gojo Satoru is tall and doesn't like to sit still. He was lying on the sofa, and it was hard to pretend that you didn't see him.

Gojo Satoru saw Nanami Kento ready to go and praised him, "You got into the game really quickly. You're a former office worker. Were you often called up in the middle of the night to work overtime before?"

"No, you're the only one who would do that."

Nanami Kento walked over to the sofa across from Gojo Satoru and sat down, and got straight to the point efficiently: "So what exactly happened?"

Nanami Kento has always believed in efficiency above all else, especially when working overtime, but Gojo Satoru obviously has a different understanding of the meaning of three o'clock in the morning.

There is a saying in the world of spellcasting that when there is no disaster, Gojo Satoru is the biggest disaster.

When things haven't progressed to a critical juncture, this man always talks about random things before getting down to business, whetting people's appetite, and then slowly gets to the point when other people's blood pressure soars and they can't hold it back.

This time is no exception.

Gojo Satoru crossed his legs and did not give a direct answer. Instead, he suddenly asked, "Have you ever thought about why the special grade is called the special grade?"

For a moment, Nanami Kento thought seriously for two seconds whether the other party just wanted to hear him praise him.

But from past experience, any attempt to guess Gojo Satoru's inner world is futile. Nanami Kento took a deep breath and answered honestly: "Because it is strong enough."

People always like to divide people into different levels around the average level, and outside these levels, those who are far beyond the standard are grouped together. Even if there are huge differences between them, they will still be classified into the same category for convenience.

At least that's how it is in the world of magic.

Gojo Satoru placed an arm on the back of the sofa and affirmed, "It's strong enough, so it's rare enough."

After all, if there are strong people everywhere, then the so-called strength becomes an average.

Gojo Satoru complained, "If it appears too often, is it still considered special grade?"

He tilted his head and looked at Nanami Kento who had realized something: "What does Nana Ming think?"

Although he received Gojo Satoru's hint, Nanami Kento would rather believe that he had misunderstood.

He tried to confirm: "You met a special curse spirit again?"

"Is it removed?"

"Unfortunately, he ran away."

Under Nanami Kento's incredulous gaze, Gojo Satoru didn't even change his expression: "Three of them appeared in just two days. Isn't that strange?"

Under normal circumstances, sorcerers of the same level can remove curses stably, and Nanami Kento has also removed special-grade curses before. But again, special-grade and special-grade are not the same.

Just like cats include ordinary kittens and Tohoku Kindred, the special grade cursed spirits include not only Ryoumen Sukuna, but also some who were eliminated before they even had a chance to get a code name.

Three have appeared within two days, and there must be more hiding. No one dares to bet that they are all small fry and there are no powerful guys among them.

Especially since Volcano-Head, the only known true head-on clash, is not as weak as Gojo Satoru thinks.

Nanami Kento calmed down and asked, "What did the cursed spirit you encountered today look like?"

Gojo Satoru recalled: "A complete humanoid, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a purple robe, with a scar on his face, black hair and black eyes..."

A flash of scarlet flashed through his memory, and he corrected himself by saying, "Well, sometimes it is red."

Nanami Kento pondered: "Black or red... Does the changing eye color have anything to do with his spell?"

"Probably, but the specific effects of the technique are still unclear."

With Gojo Satoru's ability, it is impossible for the cursed spirit to retreat safely without even using any techniques.

As long as you have fought each other, you should have at least one guess.

I don’t mention it now only because I don’t want to talk about it.

Nanami Kento didn't know what circumstances would make Gojo Satoru hide the information about a special-grade cursed spirit. He only knew that with his salary level, he shouldn't be dealing with this information in the early morning.

He shouldn't actually be dealing with this at any time.

The blond man sighed in silence and changed the subject: "A complete humanoid form... is it some kind of curse related to humans?"

Gojo Satoru denied: "No, I am more inclined to believe that it is a cursed spirit that was transformed after the sorcerer died."

Gojo Satoru seemed very interested in this topic, but Nanami Kento only felt that the progress of the matter was becoming more and more abstract.

The sorcerer must be killed using a ritual, otherwise there is not only the risk of resurrection (see Yuji Itadori), but also the possibility of becoming a curse after death.

But even if there really is a sorcerer who turns into a curse after death, it is impossible for him to be a completely human being. This is the conclusion drawn from thousands of years of experience.

However, if this conclusion was drawn by Gojo Satoru...

Nanami Kento felt that he had missed some crucial information: "Do you have evidence?"

Gojo Satoru said casually, "Because it mistook me for someone else at first."

Nanami Kento: "...What do you mean?"

Gojo Satoru explained casually, "It doesn't know me, but I and the people it knows have some very unique and noticeable characteristics."

Gojo Satoru counted his features: stylish hair, handsome face, great personality...

And the extremely rare six eyes that can be used as proof of identity.

Even if other people don't know what Gojo Satoru looks like, they will quickly recognize his identity once they see him in person.

Because there is only one Rokugan in an era.

But the cursed spirit only realized that it had recognized the wrong person after seeing Gojo Satoru's face clearly.

Therefore, Gojo Satoru made a bold guess that it recognized an ancestor of his who also possessed six eyes but whose name was still unknown.

That's not a hard conclusion to draw, is it?

*

On the other side, Bai Yun, who was studying the system, watched the words "Hatake Kakashi" begin to blur in the introduction of the relationship between the vested characters.

Among them, the surname part has a tendency to gradually change towards the two characters "五条".

Bai Yun: “…”

Gojo Satoru, what on earth do you know? ? ? ! !