Chapter 91

The cursed spirit's body was twisted and torn apart by the magic.

The huge curse power that makes up its body cannot disappear out of thin air, so naturally after the main body is crushed, higher-level curses burst out in the surroundings.

However, these curses were completely eliminated by a spell in the next second.

When the barrier detected that the curse content inside had reached the acceptable limit, it would automatically break open a hole, slowly fade away, and end its mission.

The roof of the top floor had been almost destroyed by Sochino's unilateral beating of the cursed spirit.

This double-special cursed spirit probably uses its innate abilities subconsciously because it was just born, but it doesn't know how to use its own domain. Unlike the last special cursed fetus that used its semi-finished domain unconsciously, the domain it possesses from birth is complete and needs to be used consciously.

When resistance is limited, the problem can be solved without difficulty.

As the tent faded, the sun outside gradually penetrated most of the way and was exposed to the outside. At this time, the bumpy concrete ground also covered Sochin Satoru, who was standing on the other side of the sunlight.

His white hair reflected a faint light in the sunlight, dazzling the eyes.

Those more attractive eyes contained a slightly relaxed mood, and the white eyelashes were like silver butterfly wings carrying scales. The bright pupils were fixed on Gojo Satoru, whose half body was covered by shadows.

He was nothing like the person just now, with an indescribable dangerous aura around him.

Sochin Satoru raised a familiar, somewhat frivolous smile and walked towards the two of them. He looked at Gojo Satoru and asked sincerely, "Why are you here?"

After all, this head teacher, except for the first day when he dragged his students into a trap, was nowhere to be seen on the second day. I heard that he canceled all the afternoon classes and handed them over to other assistant teachers.

This person can't just be wandering around when he's not in class.

The midday sun in the sky shone on the skin, and because it lasted for a long time, it became somewhat scorching hot. Sochino realized that it was already noon.

When a teacher visits a student outside of school during the week, there is usually only one reason.

——Catch truants.

But if Gojo Satoru was to come and catch him... Sochin Satoru still found it hard to believe.

"You're not coming..."

Before he could say anything, Gojo Satoru took two steps over him, and was pushed from behind just like when they first met, and of course he scored three goals.

However, this time, the man of the same height grabbed his neck with his hands, and his tone was surprisingly gnashing, while he shook him and said, "Yes, I'm here to take you back to school!"

This is surprising enough.

"How dare you! You skipped school on the second day and on the third day again? Why don't you give us a proper explanation?" Although he was questioning me, his words were not as powerful as the previous one. Instead, he spoke in a teasing and low voice, close to the ear that was being shaken.

Fushiguro Megumi: = =.

Help! It makes me dizzy just looking at this.

Munechika was almost shaken to the point of sticking out his tongue.

He used his idle brain to fill his memory and doubt life.

No way, no way, there is actually a day when Gojo Satoru catches truants from school? ?

He doesn't believe it!!

"How much did Mr. Yemo give you... I'll give you double... cough cough!" Sochin Satoru spoke with difficulty in this situation. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and slapped Gojo Satoru's arm that was stuck on his neck and still shaking his arm, begging for mercy, "Surrender, surrender..."

"Hey~ Why do the principal and I have a financial relationship?"

Gojo Satoru loosened his grip and stopped shaking him. He pressed his shoulders and turned him to face him. He naturally rubbed Sochin Satoru's neck with his hands and moved so close that the tips of their noses were only a few inches away from touching.

"He doesn't have as much money as I do, but you can't even catch up with the principal's treasury, huh?"

As he said this, he moved his hand, which had just been rubbing his neck, to cover Sochingo's eyes. He pulled out an eye patch from his pocket that was the same as the one he had on his face, and put it on Sochingo with sloppy movements, causing him to hiss.

Little brat, you dare to bring Hui with you to fight the special cursed spirit. Judging from his reaction just now, it is obvious that something has happened before.

It’s better to go back and attend class.

Sochingo pretended he heard nothing and reached out to put the blindfold back on himself.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that this person will pull out a bunch of my hair.

After he finished in two moves, he tilted his head back and looked at Fushiguro Megumi who was standing next to him, and said, "Megumi must be hungry, Gojo Satoru will treat us, shall we go have lunch together?"

Fushiguro Megumi was stunned and didn't have time to react.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be about to say something, but was interrupted by Sochin Satoru's next words.

The man in front of them smiled brightly, his white teeth shining, and he raised his thumb and added: "Self-service hot pot, unlimited desserts, experience the taste yourself."

Gojo Satoru: …

He stretched out his hand and clapped it vigorously with Sochingo's hand, making a heavy clapping sound, as if he had decided something important, serious and earnest.

"Let's go."

"..." Megumi Fushiguro stood aside, looking at them through her eyelashes above her sight, and blinked twice slowly.

He probably shouldn't be here, he should be under the car.

What does your two people's drama have to do with me, Megumi Fushiguro?

Also, he shouldn't have believed that Gojo Satoru came to ask them to go back to school.

Fushiguro Megumi: = =.

A Gojo Satoru is someone who occasionally stirs up trouble, and he'll do it when he gets the chance.

The two Gojo Satoru are probably the perpetual motion machine for sustainable development. One plus one is greater than three. They will create opportunities even if there are none, and they never care about the opinions of others.

Why would someone take an ice cream cone to the chocolate waterfall to wrap it in chocolate and eat it until their mouth is full of chocolate? Why would someone disassemble a cake and reassemble it into a simple castle? Why would someone use donuts to make railway tracks and then use marshmallows to make JR strips?

You guys have a knack for architectural art.

Then the two of them simulated riding a train and eating desserts like little kids, and they were having a lot of fun. If Megumi Fushiguro hadn't refused to participate, it would have been a three-person show.

By chance, a family with a child passed by the table.

The little boy looked at the large dessert on the table with envy and sparkling eyes, "Mom, that's fun."

His mother said softly, "That will disturb other guests. Don't do that."

"……I see."

The little boy looked at them eagerly, but sensibly held his dessert and didn't make a fuss.

Damn, even six-year-olds are more obedient than you.

Megumi Fushiguro sat next to the hot pot, her elbows resting on the table, her forehead supported by her hands.

He buried his head in his palms to cover most of his face, really not wanting the people around him to know that he was with them. Unfortunately, they were sitting at the same table.

"Well, gentlemen..." The waitress came over with great embarrassment and said politely, "Please don't waste food. If you waste food, you will be fined according to the weight, okay?"

Gojo Satoru hummed lightly when he heard this, looked over, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we won't waste it~"

"Yeah, that's it." Sochingo agreed.

It’s just a piece of cake for such a small amount.

Fushiguro Megumi sighed and pulled himself out of the palm of his hand.

The table in front of them was divided into two parts, one was the hot pot area for Fushiguro Megumi, and the other was the dessert area for the two white-haired people. Gojo Satoru and Sochin Satoru were sitting opposite each other.

"I will make sure they finish eating." He looked at the waitress seriously.

The waitress smiled at him with a look of relief and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Looking at the waitress's leaving back, Sochingo was very interested and deliberately asked Hui who was sitting next to him in a defiant tone.

"Hey~ Why did it get solved as soon as Hui asked?"

...Don't you have any idea in your mind?

Fushiguro Megumi looked at the ice cream boat filled with sugar beads, then looked away and decided to eat the hot pot alone.

As for the two beside me...it's stupid to pay attention to them.

Before coming to this store, or rather when he was standing on the shabby top floor of an office building, Megumi Fushiguro felt something was wrong when he heard Gojo Satoru say "let's go" and he immediately wanted to separate from these two dishonest guys.

It turned out that Gojo Satoru knew him too well, and just as he was about to attack, he rushed over and hugged his arm.

"Hui~ Go~" He pronounced Hui's name in a coquettish tone, and his subsequent tone was also sweet, "Look, you haven't eaten yet. What if you faint on the way back to school?"

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Fushiguro Megumi felt the blue veins on his forehead dancing.

Who would faint on the way back to school?!

Also, don't act so cuddly. Don't even think about whether Gojo Satoru is tired from doing the horse stance; he already has goosebumps all over his body.

If Gojo Satoru were a single person, he could indeed be frivolous at times, but he still had a bit of a teacher's bearing. At least when he was trying to trick Fukuro Megumi, he was setting the trap for him to fall into.

Instead of setting a trap in front of others like what is happening now, and then dragging Megumi Fushiguro into it openly.

Sochingo only watched for a second before he learned how to do it and grabbed Fushiguro Megumi's other arm.

"Megumi~ Can you bear to leave us and let us eat alone?" Sochingo was very familiar with this routine, and he said with tears in his eyes.

Thank you for the invitation. I have no intention of doing that. And why can the two of you be alone? If you are alone, it should be when he goes to eat alone.

Gojo Satoru and Sochin Satoru were the ones holding Fushiguro Megumi's arm.

Or rather...

Fushiguro·Controlled by others·Mei.

Not to mention that they couldn't pull their arms out, if these two didn't take a horse stance to lower their height, their posture would definitely not look good at this moment.

It can be said that Megumi Fushiguro was completely forced to have a meal together.

Miserable, Fushiguro Megumi, miserable.

Back to the present time, seeing that Fushiguro Megumi didn't answer, Sochin Satoru realized that although this person didn't show it on his face, he was probably on the verge of exploding. He stopped provoking the tiger and happily ate the dessert in front of him.

“Don’t you know?” Gojo Satoru extended his index finger from the hand that was resting under his chin.

"Hui is quite popular. Nowadays, young girls like this type of person who looks cold but is actually very warm-hearted."

Sochino saw that half of the donut track had been destroyed, and suddenly he became alert: "Ah! So that's how it is."

Then he put on the role of the old mother with a worried tone, and said nervously: "But Hui is still a high school student, don't fall in love too early! The world outside is very dangerous."

Megumi Fushiguro, who was eating kelp, paused while holding the wooden chopsticks, and lowered her eyes to look at the red oil base that only took up a quarter of the hot pot.

He seemed to be having some mental struggle.

Gojo Satoru noticed this and added in an exaggerated and restrained tone: "Mei, how can you have other women outside? The two of us... aren't they enough?"

He deliberately made the sound ambiguous, as if he was being played a twin play by a scumbag, which attracted the attention of five or six groups of neighboring tables who would occasionally pay attention to this table with shocked emotions because of the louder movement.

This is a qualitative change reaction produced by a series of events that happened together.

Megumi Fushiguro used her excellent reaction speed to pick out the seasoning shiitake mushrooms that were already included in the bottom of the pot, and quickly and accurately spread it on the donut that Sochin Satoru was about to take.

Sochino: Shocked.jpg.

Then, just as quickly and accurately, he picked up the donut and spread the chili oil on the chocolate marshmallow in Gojo Satoru's hand.

Gojo Satoru: !!!

At this moment, Gojo Satoru's cell phone, which was placed on the table, lit up.

There was an incoming call on the screen, and it was a call from Mr. Nightmoth.

Gojo Satoru looked at the marshmallow in his hand, ate it in one bite without changing his expression, and then hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

Then the situation got out of control.

The waitress stood not far away, watching the only normal person fall. She twitched her lips with sweat, but she didn't dare to go over to remind him.

Why do I feel like the people at that table are not normal?

In fact, it’s not that exaggerated. It’s basically just marshmallows cooked in clear soup and desserts with spicy oil.

It's not delicious either. Gojo Satoru and Sochin Satoru thought it was fun, and Fushiguro Megumi was taking a rare vengeful action. In the end, they were tricked by these two into doing trouble together.

Something like, it tastes good this way, let Hui try it.

...Will it really not make you feel upset?

After all this commotion, by the time we finished eating everything on the table, it was already time to go home from school.

The spicy hotpot only looks red, but it is not actually very spicy. The sweet and salty taste is surprisingly acceptable.

The most unpleasant one is the clear soup marshmallow, but in fact, apart from having no texture, it has a slight sweetness in its salty taste...it's not inedible.

Coming out of the hot pot restaurant, covering her face, Fushiguro Megumi had only one thought.

——Never eat with these two people again.

Gojo Satoru sent Fushiguro Megumi and Sochin Satoru to the dormitory, just in time for the first graders to return from the end of their classes.

With a keen sense of smell, Nagizaki No Rose immediately became alert when she smelled the odor: "Did you skip class just to eat hot pot?"

Damn it, I'm actually a little moved!

Yuji Itadori moved closer and sniffed, first sniffing around Fushiguro Megumi, then sniffing around Sochingo, then he paused and exclaimed in an unexpected yet expected tone: "So sweet..."

Hey guys, you can also have desserts at the hot pot restaurant.

"That's it. I'll go find the principal first." Gojo Satoru opened the phone that was covered with messages, waved his hand, and turned around gracefully.

Upon hearing this, Yuji Itadori said, “Ah, five…” Teacher Tiao.

Kugizaki No Rose: “Wait…” Wait.

He looked around at the empty spot where someone had been standing just a second ago. Only the ellipsis could express his inner feelings.

"He has a smell too." Kugizaki No Rose said in a faint voice.

"That's right." Yuji Itadori had the same feeling.

so.

They must have found the person a long time ago, and they had dinner outside until now, and the most important thing is that they ate hot pot!!

He looked at each other.

Letting Gojo Satoru control Sochin Satoru's decision seems to be a bit problematic...

These two together seem even more deadly.

The next second, Norose Kugizaki and Yuji Itadori threw away these thoughts and rushed over to grab Sochin Satoru and Fushiguro Megumi, who were making eye contact and had question marks on their heads, and threatened them, wanting to know what they did when they went out today.

"There are so many people."

Gojo Satoru walked into the principal's office, where all the second-year students were.

Zenin Maki glanced at him and closed her eyes.

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It’s over. She has now reached the point where she gets angry when she sees “Gojo Satoru”, so she simply turns a blind eye.

There was a mixture of expectation and slight condemnation and disappointment in the panda's eyes, which was quite complicated. But he didn't really blame Gojo Satoru. Maybe... this result was within the expected range.

"Salmon." Goujuanji said in a low voice.

Sitting in the middle, Yega Masamichi placed a thick stack of papers on the table and pushed it toward Gojo Satoru with both hands, introducing, "This is your next duty assignment."

Zenin Maki continued, "We are short on manpower lately, please understand."

The stack of papers was seven centimeters thick. Normally, a sorcerer would have twenty to forty work orders at the busiest times.

——There are probably at least six people gathered here.

Today's incident made me realize one thing.

It's totally unreliable for them to ask Gojo Satoru to restrict Sochin Satoru. If these two get together, their ability to cause trouble will only produce a chemical reaction like expanded food.

As long as you are still in school, one teaching students and the other studying, you will definitely encounter these two.

To prevent them from running away with all the first graders one day.

No matter how you think about it, there is only one conclusion.

Let's send Gojo Satoru out quickly = =.

The room was quiet.

The panda quietly looked away, almost turning his head to face the people. On his furry face was a drop of cold sweat that normal people couldn't see.

Goujuanji stared at the ground, performing like an ostrich.

Gojo Satoru only needed to take a quick glance to know who had the tasks on the task list, and Yega Masamichi also understood his thoughts.

"I asked other teachers to take over the lessons before the exchange meeting. This is also to prepare for the exchange meeting. Thank you for your hard work."

The atmosphere here was very serious, but Gojo Satoru still laughed out loud, took two steps forward, grabbed the thick stack of task lists from the table, and agreed very easily, or should we say, readily?

"Okay, I understand."

This reaction is not right.

Ye Moth Zheng Dao became alert: "Don't destroy the environment, don't let anyone go, and don't let ordinary people see the exorcism. You should remember all of this, right?"

Gojo Satoru:?

He puffed up his cheeks in anger and said, "Of course I am the kind of person who would do such a thing!"

Second grade group: Aren’t you?

It is true that Gojo Satoru rarely makes mistakes in recent years. In fact, although he did not let go when he was in high school, he was not seen by ordinary people and did not cause any bigger trouble. Yega Zhengdao nodded and once again solemnly said to him thank you for your hard work.

Gojo Satoru waved his hand and left the principal's office in a graceful manner.

After he left, the three students were about to say goodbye. Zenin Maki stood up and paused. Then hesitantly asked the panda beside him: "Do you smell... is this the smell of hot pot?"

Panda: ...

In fact, he smelled it as soon as Gojo Satoru entered the door.

The smell is completely gone only after it is diffused by the movement of molecules indoors with the wind.

People who smell it: ...

So the people in the room quickly guessed the real situation, which was basically 80% to the truth, especially Noctua Masaharu, who was hung up when he called at 2 pm, and whose phone was turned off when he called again later.

Seeing the principal's face darken, the second-year students said goodbye quickly and left with a feeling of sympathy.

Regardless of whether they were inside or outside the room, people who might have felt guilty at first had the same thought.

...Ah, is this mission still too small?

The next day, the moth received the absence report from the cultural teacher. His face was so black that it might scare a child to tears.

After the cultural class, she took over Gojo Satoru's teaching and came to give them special training for the exchange meeting. It seemed that the person in front of her, Zenin Maki, was no longer so easily angered.

She put her hand on her forehead and lowered her head slightly, frowning and sighing. The sunlight shone on the frame of the glasses, creating a not-so-bright reflection.

What replaced it was the usual and the expected deep helplessness.

She just knew it.

I knew there must be something fishy going on as Gojo Satoru agreed so readily.

But this can't be taking Sochin Satoru away to exorcise the cursed spirit and calling it training!

She quickly recalled her own attendance, which was basically in the range of Level 4 to Level 3 due to her level. Sochin Satoru could probably handle this level of missions by himself.

That unscrupulous teacher wouldn't give the special-grade cursed spirit to Sochin Satoru to exorcise, right?

Time to go to the office after school.

Since three o'clock, Noctua has received complaints from various places.

The frequency was not high, and the damage caused was not serious. It was always the assistant supervisor who called and asked in a tactful way whether "Gojo Satoru" could strengthen his awareness of opening accounts and hiding from ordinary people.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao originally thought that the other party's intrusion was too serious, which caused the subsidy supervisors to hesitate, so he asked a few more questions.

After further questioning, I found out that the reason why he was hesitant was because Gojo Satoru exorcised the cursed spirit in a timely and efficient manner... What kind of reason can't be said? At this point, the descriptions of all the people on the other end of the phone became vague again, as if they were trying to cover up something.

Since the ambiguous parts were rare compliments, Yega Masamichi did not ask any further questions after confirming that Gojo Satoru had not caused any trouble in this regard.

To sum up the entire call, it seems that... the assistant supervisors were collectively impressed, and some even said comments such as "It was a feast for the eyes!" and "I witnessed a battle like never before!"

Therefore, the subsidy supervisors just felt that the other party's reluctance to let go was a headache, and after saying that, they also emphasized and praised "Gojo Satoru" for the subsequent cleanup.

Evaluations in this regard are even more exaggerated, and even if they are meant as a joke, they are not something that can be said casually.

——"If he takes on more tasks and lends himself, I'm afraid we'll all be out of business."

After the matter is over, the brave ones would like to add a few more words.

"Ahem, well, you mustn't scold him too harshly..."

It looked like they had communicated with each other privately before making the phone call.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao hung up the call he had just finished, looked at a row of call records, and fell into deep thought.

This reaction was not right and was not Gojo Satoru's usual style.

As long as we think about Sochin Satoru's absence from class, we can understand that the culprit for this situation was definitely not the older Gojo Satoru, but the one that Gojo Satoru brought back.

Even though he didn't know Gojo Satoru thoroughly and hadn't known him for more than ten years, he could still be considered to have grown up with him.

Sochingo is a little too popular.

As the principal, he had to investigate after Sochin Satoru entered the school.

However, instead of asking other people or organizations to investigate, they asked Gojo Satoru directly.

The conclusion reached at that time was:

"The technique in his body is exactly the same as mine.";

"I don't believe that there is anyone who has the same technique as me, and I don't believe that person can have six eyes and hide silently in the world of magic."

“Is it reasonable to think that a traveler from another world would be like this?”;

"Don't worry, he's not a threat."

Everyone knows how easy it is to please people with Gojo Satoru's face, but unless it is necessary, at least Yaga Masamichi rarely sees him or hears that he uses his appearance to win the favor of others.

Even if he had a blessed face, given this guy's personality at the age of seventeen, it can only be said that he was not even worthy of being picked up by a dog.

As of now, Sochin Satoru gets along well with his classmates. Even though he always skips classes, the second-year students don't have a bad impression of him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come with the first-years to look for Gojo Satoru.

For Yega Masamichi, he had met Sochino only twice.

One time was when Gojo Satoru brought him to school, and the other time was at the party that night.

My first impression was, "He appears to be a very well behaved kid, but Gojo Satoru can't possibly be well behaved." The second time I think back on it now, the only person who dared to invite a first or second grader whom he had just met not long ago to go out for dinner together was Sochin Satoru.

Of course Gojo Satoru can do it, but if he invites people to dinner.

I'm afraid they will have to be on guard, for example... does this guy have some new way to cheat them? Except for Otsutsuki Kyouta, who is simple-minded and respects and trusts Gojo Satoru very much, and the new first-year students, they would be simple-minded and agree directly.

But there are some problems with this premise.

Because Gojo Satoru had no intention of inviting everyone to the dinner.

It is possible to talk about one grade alone, but it is unnecessary to talk about two grades together.

Even when he was joking and making trouble with everyone, he was always very aloof, like a floating cloud. But in his heart, he was also worried, hanging in the air at a moderate level.

Yega Masamichi only realized at this moment that he actually had a good impression of Sochin Satoru.

The fact that he was praised unanimously by so many people was just a tactful reminder to correct his shortcomings, which showed that he was liked by most of the subsidy supervisors during the course of his mission.

So even though he knew that there was a difference between Sochin Satoru and Gojo Satoru, a difference between them being two completely different people, Yaga Masamichi couldn't help but feel a strong sense of comfort in him.

We actually received complaints that were both blatant and covert praise for "Gojo Satoru".

The low pressure area around the armyworm has finally warmed up a little in the past two days.

Unfortunately, it dropped quickly.

He remembered that the calls he had just received were mostly special missions.

When Gojo Satoru was in his second year of high school, he always asked Geto Suguru to go on special-grade cursed spirit missions with Gojo Satoru.

Only after the incident with the Star Plasma Body, when Gojo Satoru's strength improved by leaps and bounds, and because the situation became urgent, did they separate and carry out their respective missions.

With vague worry and pity for the cub.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao picked up the phone with a dark face and chose to call Gojo Satoru.

He was following the order of the task list of exorcising cursed spirits from level one to four in his hand, dodging the crowd and teleporting while remembering to open the account. He completed the tasks very quickly. It seemed that Gojo Satoru had not been as serious about his work as he was today in all the past years.

Looking at the few tasks left on the task list in his hand, he hesitated for only half a second before deciding to finish them quickly and then go find Sochingo.

He stood in the empty building where the tent was slowly disappearing, and was about to walk out to the next location.

The phone in my pocket started ringing.