Chapter 92

The phone screen lit up with the incoming call ID.

Is it the principal?

Gojo Satoru paused for a moment before continuing on his way out, answering the phone with one hand.

He was talking on the phone, but it did not hinder his actions at all.

Look at the mission, find the place, exorcise the cursed spirit, and clean up after the exorcism.

"Ah, I didn't... OK, I get it."

"Uh-huh."

"There won't be a next time. Is there anything else?"

Answer every call, pick up every answer, and finally ask "what else can I help you with?" These are the three things you should take seriously when calling.

I hung up the phone and just finished the last task.

Gojo Satoru handed the paper document to the assistant supervisor beside him, and asked directly about Sochin Satoru's location.

Since the call has been made to Ye Mo Zheng Dao.

It sounds like there are quite a lot of people involved. Maybe the assistant supervisor on duty is paying attention to this matter.

If you don't bother to check the cursed spirit exorcism missions that have been submitted recently and communicate with your colleagues, you can also get Sochin Satoru's location.

This subsidy supervisor seems to be the former.

"They should be in Minami-Chiri now. The specific address is..." Without even checking, the assistant supervisor put down her phone, answering questions about business matters she is familiar with like a professional working woman.

"This is the address and 3D street projection. The mission location should be in this large area, which is now covered by a tent."

Gojo Satoru was speechless for a moment.

Although I know it can be checked and I have thought about the current situation, but isn't your information too detailed?

And why is he so skilled?

He waved his hand in thanks, found a blind spot and teleported outside the tent. When he arrived, he heard familiar music and the assistant supervisor who was cheering for him like a fan. Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall and crossed one leg, thinking of the phone call he had not long ago.

So.

It wasn't him who gave the task of handling the special grade cursed spirit to Sochingo.

But it was this little fellow who insisted on taking away the special cursed spirit's mission list.

This morning.

Gojo Satoru didn't get up that early. When he came to catch him, Sochin Satoru had already finished his morning run and breakfast, and was packing up in the dormitory, getting ready to go out for class.

The first-year students seemed to be planning to go to the classroom together, and Fushiguro Megumi was waiting at the door of her dormitory.

Before Gojo Satoru arrived, Yuji Itadori just came out of the dormitory.

"Sorry for the long wait!"

Fushiguro Megumi looked at the time and said calmly: "Not bad."

When Yuji Itadori's gaze passed over Megumi Fushiguro and looked at the dormitory door of Norose Kugizaki and Satoru Sochin, he suddenly realized.

Then I followed Megumi Fushiguro and waited by the wall, chatting about something.

The dormitory corridor was narrow so it was easy to spot someone coming. When the two heard approaching footsteps, they looked over. When they saw it was Gojo Satoru, they were obviously surprised.

Why is Gojo Satoru here at this time?

...If I hadn't known that Sochingo was in the room, I would have thought it was another prank of his.

"Gojo-sensei." Megumi Fushiguro & Yuji Itadori.

"Hey, Hisahito, Megumi, good morning~"

Gojo Satoru greeted the two of them, using his actions to show that his presence had nothing to do with them, and walked right past them without stopping.

But he suddenly stopped halfway and tilted his head to give instructions.

"Oh, by the way, remember to ask for leave for him when you have time~"

he?

There was no need to ask or wait for Gojo Satoru to explain. The moment they saw the person push open Sochin Satoru's door and walk in, they knew who it was.

……Well.

Yuji Itadori turned his head and looked at Megumi Fushiguro, trying to make some eye contact with him.

What can I do?

Yuji Itadori also felt that Fushiguro might not understand, so he tried to use his hands to gesture.

"..." Fushiguro Megumi looked at him and then looked away.

Good, communication failed.

"Just tell the truth." When Yuji Itadori was looking at the door over there, wondering if he would be heard if he asked directly, Megumi Fushiguro spoke.

"The person who asked for leave and the person who asked him to take leave."

"Where are we going?" Yuji Itadori bent down and looked at Sochingo's door, curious.

Fushiguro Megumi also looked over.

Sochino's room.

After the morning run, even though there was no sweat or dust, Munechika still followed his habit and took a quick shower.

When Gojo Satoru came in, he was only wearing school pants and was reaching for his shirt.

"Are you free?" Gojo Satoru closed the door as he came in, holding a stack of papers in his arms.

Sochin Satoru was originally in a normal sober state, but when he heard these words, he immediately became alert and became excited and sober. He turned his head and his "sight" fell on the stack of papers in Gojo Satoru's arms.

"What is it?"

He forgot to put on the clothes in his hands.

The two people present didn't care. Gojo Satoru took the stack of papers in one hand and slapped it into his other hand, then showed Sochin Satoru how thick it was.

This requires quite a bit of strength in the palm and arm muscles.

After all, seven centimeters of paper...

It really has a certain weight.

"How about the task assigned by the principal?" Are you interested?

The little guy in front of him has been fighting with cursed spirits since he came here. It was when they first met and it was also yesterday.

Gojo Satoru found out the reason why the two of them skipped school yesterday, and in the evening he still called Fushiguro Megumi to ask about what happened after the incident at the pet store.

In his opinion, except for the last special curse spirit, all others were force majeure.

The first thing the two students should have done when they realized that a special cursed spirit was about to be born was to report it instead of going to the scene alone and evacuating the crowd in that way, opening a tent that no one had ever seen and performing the exorcism in it.

However, when Sochingo realized that a cursed spirit was about to be born, he decided to go.

It was only after the conversation that he found out that Sochino had initially wanted Fushiguro Megumi to go back first.

It was only after I heard about it that I realized how outrageous Sochin Satoru's behavior was at that time.

In short, judging from Sochingo's performance during this period, he is very interested in fighting.

It was so high that when he brought the list over, he could be sure that Sochingo would not refuse it.

Hearing that it was not a trouble, if Sochin Satoru had ears, he would slightly droop down at this moment, and then stand up again because he realized that Gojo Satoru had a combat mission in his hands.

Mission, mission to exorcise the cursed spirit? !

"So many?!"

The tone was not one of shock, but one that clearly showed surprise.

Gojo Satoru:?

Gojo Satoru, who had gone through several possibilities in his mind, didn't have time to react in time and just stood there in a daze.

He also thought that even if he was interested in fighting, fighting so much was a bit exaggerated.

Thinking about how to convince him to go with me.

Although it was indeed as he thought, Sochin Satoru had a certain passion for fighting... but no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be to the extent of being a surprise, right?

"I'm free, very free, extremely idle. May I ask how we can share it?" Sochin Satoru dropped his clothes and appeared in front of Gojo Satoru in a flash, particularly coveting the stack of papers in his hand.

All the honorifics were spoken.

Not really?

Gojo Satoru looked at him, then glanced at the paper in his hand, and pressed hard with his fingers subconsciously.

Very good, it feels like thick paper.

I still feel like the task is too complicated.

So why does Sochino look like... the stack of money in his hand is not a mission but a reward for completing a mission?

He believed that Sochingo could not have misunderstood, so he could only skip it for the time being and planned to divide the tasks with Sochingo according to the process. "There are tasks from level 4 to special level here..."

Even though Sochingo's eyes were covered by a blindfold, Gojo Satoru didn't feel that he could inexplicably feel Sochingo's burning gaze.

He concentrated on keeping his composure and continued, "What level do you want to do, and how many do you plan to do today?"

Gojo Satoru knew that Sochin Satoru's strength was definitely at the special level.

The special cursed spirit assigned to the first-years some time ago was exorcised by Sochingo. The special cursed spirit that I met with Megumi Fushiguro yesterday was exorcised by Sochingo.

It should be enough to steadily exorcise special-grade cursed spirits.

Since their ultimate moves, techniques, and internal and external conditions are basically the same, Gojo Satoru will not worry about whether Sochin Satoru is capable of fighting against the special-grade cursed spirit.

When you are undecided about something, there is infinite emptiness.

"Special! One hundred!"

Gojo Satoru: …

Gojo Satoru had been preparing himself mentally from the beginning, guessing that the answer Sochin Satoru might give would be outrageous, but he didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

He picked up a thick piece of paper and threw it at Sochingo's head.

Gojo Satoru spoke in a speechless tone, pausing after each word, and said in a long tone: "Not so much."

That sounds right.

——What are you thinking about?

Where did you get a hundred special cursed spirits to exorcise you?

"How many are there?"

Gojo Satoru raised his chin towards the table.

After Sochingo calmed down, he moved an extra stool, put on his school uniform, and sat down while asking, "Do I not have to go to class today?"

Gojo Satoru placed the paper on the table, making a low rustling sound, and tilted his head slightly when he heard the words.

When I asked him if he was free just now, he didn't seem to be worried about classes. He even asked me for a hundred special-grade curse spirits.

"Yes, this is your training content for the past few days. I will be the one to lead you personally, so you don't have to attend classes. Are you happy?"

Gojo Satoru kept separating the papers quickly, placing the special, first to fourth level cursed spirit missions in order from left to right, into five piles of paper.

After separating them, the originally thick stack of papers became visually much smaller.

Sochingo:!!!

Ahhhhhhh!

Look, this stack of special cursed spirits’ task lists is simply emitting an alluring charm that makes people unable to take their eyes away!

His breathing was disordered for a second, and he coughed dryly to pretend to be serious.

Then he said frankly: "Happy."

After getting the expected answer, Gojo Satoru raised his head, bent his index finger, and lightly touched his forehead with the knuckle. He finally understood. This kid is simply a fighting maniac in this regard...

No, why did I develop such a personality?

Seeing Sochin Satoru holding all the special cursed spirits' mission lists in his arms like he was protecting his own child, with his happy face and the flowers fluttering behind him, someone who didn't know him would have thought he was holding a bag of limited edition desserts.

"No, if you take so much, I'll be in trouble if the principal finds out." The corner of Gojo Satoru's eye, which was blocked by the blindfold, twitched.

Absolutely - yes you will be scolded.

Let alone the principal, 80% of the people who knew him knew about it, and they all...

Gojo Satoru reached out to take the paper from Sochin Satoru's arms, but the boy quickly blocked his way and protected him. The two of them maintained this posture and moved hard, and the scene seemed to be still and deadlocked for a long time.

In the end, because Sochin Satoru's strength was inferior to Gojo Satoru in all aspects, Gojo Satoru forcibly pried his hands apart.

“…”

Sochingo didn't say anything, but even his actions revealed his pitiful look.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, a drop of sweat slid down his lower cheek, and the air felt a little scorching.

Sochino stared at his fingers closely, as if he would feel particularly uncomfortable if one more was taken away.

The tip of his slender finger flicked through the papers, gradually reducing the number from half. Gojo Satoru paused, gave up his original plan, and finally took out only two sheets, and then stuffed more than half of the first-level cursed spirit task lists on the table into Sochin Satoru's arms.

"(灬°▽°灬)~! !"

Seeing the corners of Sochin Satoru's lips rising unconsciously even though he tried hard to suppress them, and seeing that he was eager to rush out to complete the mission right now, Gojo Satoru supported him.

He wanted to extract some more special cursed spirits.

He said he wanted to add some low-level cursed spirits to him.

but……

Help, I can’t bear it.

Gojo Satoru was silent for a long time, then sighed and said, "Then let's divide it this way."

After hearing his decision, Sochin Satoru jumped up from his chair and was about to go out, but Gojo Satoru anticipated and grabbed his collar.

Gojo Satoru: "Have breakfast first, then go."

Sochingo turned his head and "looked" at Gojo Satoru, with an innocent look on his face that couldn't be hidden even with half of his face. He pointed at himself with his free hand: "But I've eaten?"

Gojo Satoru held on tightly and refused to let go.

If we let Sochino do it now, considering his high interest at the moment, I'm afraid he can finish all the tasks in one day. How can he carry out his plan of slacking off after that!

His lips touched hers, and with a hint of command, he said "kindly" word by word: "Accompany me."

That's what you're going to say.

Sochingo looked down at the task list in his hand, and without holding out for long, he compromised.

"All right."

If Gojo Satoru hadn't dragged his feet for quite some time this morning, Sochin Satoru would have definitely finished it by now.

The person on the "stage" gave the audience one last wink~, and with the end of the last line of the song, the special cursed spirit, which had no power to resist and was covered with wounds, was completely exorcised.

“Turo dust.”

Let me also turn into dust.

He finally closed his eyes and pointed, then bowed in a very ceremonial manner.

No matter how many times I see him, I always feel that he is very, very suitable to be the center of attention.

That kind of brilliance, that ability to catch people's attention at all times.

When Sochin Satoru put on the blindfold, Gojo Satoru actually felt a little regretful.

With his eyes covered, Sochin Satoru deliberately restrained some of his habitual behaviors. The difference was no less than falling from a world superstar to an ordinary passerby.

Even if some connotations cannot be concealed, it will still make people feel a strong sense of gap.

"Thank you for your hard work. This is the task list you gave me to keep!" The assistant supervisor this time was a tall and thin man. When he saw Sochin Satoru coming over, he straightened his back, exuding a serious and reliable aura, and handed over the few sheets of paper left in his arms with both hands.

I'm afraid he didn't even try so hard when facing his boss.

Before Sochin walked over to take it, Gojo Satoru naturally took the paper from the Assistant Supervisor's hand, flipped through it and counted the numbers calmly. No one could see that he frowned slightly.

The quantity was not what he expected.

The assistant supervisor standing by was so angry that he dared not say anything and could only stare at Gojo Satoru's hand.

It's not that he has any opinion on Gojo Satoru. His specific feelings can be referred to when a fan had his support items snatched away by his agent. After all, the "agent" did nothing wrong, so he could not resist and lost an opportunity to contact his idol.

"Why are you here?"

After Sochingo finished speaking, he realized that this sentence sounded very familiar, as if he had said something similar yesterday.

Gojo Satoru mercilessly rolled up the paper and hit him on the head. Whether he got hit or not was another matter, but the action was necessary.

"Didn't you have lunch?"

Sochino paused, then noticed the time: "Ah... I forgot."

"Let's go, let's stop here today." Gojo Satoru felt that the few pieces of paper in his hand were particularly precious. He shouldn't have agreed to work separately from Sochin Satoru in the morning.

This is really almost done for today.

Not to mention that the principal wants to cause trouble for him, he wants it himself = =.

As for his own mission, since they were all low-level cursed spirits, it was just a little troublesome for him to travel, and he cleaned it up quickly. So at noon, he specially found a dessert shop and took a leisurely rest for an hour.

Actually, he should have gone straight to Sochingo at that time.

Mainly because Sochingo didn't have a cell phone and he couldn't find anyone.

He also didn't expect that Sochingo would not even give him time to rest at noon, and he had been playing from almost noon until now. It seemed that he didn't even notice the time before he opened his mouth.

After casually saying hello to the assistant supervisor, he dragged Sochino back to the school cafeteria, took out two daifuku to cushion him, and took him to the training ground.

Gojo Satoru could actually see a lot, but he just never thought about it carefully.

From the evening of the day we first met, to today's task list of exorcising the cursed spirit.

Sochingo has made no secret of his desire to become stronger through fighting, and when he fights, he shows himself in the direction of the line of sight, which shows more of a sense of responsibility.

But there's no denying that he likes these, too.

It is also easy to find that when Sochingo fights, he focuses more on protecting others present.

The corresponding performance is that the enemy, that is, the cursed spirit, has no chance to fight back. Even if most people can't easily see it, Gojo Satoru can also perceive that Sochin Satoru has probably included everyone around him in the scope of observation and protection.

He does not avoid ordinary people or low-ranking sorcerers in battle. Instead, as if to embarrass himself, he includes all people within the occupied area in the scope of protection.

At the same time, the battle is transformed into a magnificent performance.

If Gojo Satoru were to fight on his own and unleash all his strength, he would not be able to guarantee that he would not accidentally hurt his allies.

Although it is possible to do it with a little more effort, maintaining those techniques and fighting is exhausting enough, and if I add other things to it, my brain will burn out, so forget it.

Also, as long as he determines that the opponent is a threat, Sochin Satoru will use his ultimate skill to end the battle directly.

These are the things Gojo Satoru noticed consciously or unconsciously when he personally encountered them.

There are many things that can be seen from these.

For example, the responsibilities and pressures that Sochin Satoru shoulders are probably greater than those that Gojo Satoru, his current teacher, bears.

It doesn't matter whether he is active or passive.

Given Sojingo's personality, it is basically impossible for him to take the initiative to pay attention to these things and do them unless something major happens.

Gojo Satoru wants to change the world of sorcery and works hard towards this goal.

Sochin Satoru took on something and enjoyed it.

So Sochingo must have encountered something else in his past.

Because Gojo Satoru himself admitted that his personality when he was seventeen was totally unpleasant.

He was aware of the need to avoid low-level sorcerers and ordinary people in battle, but he was unaware that his companions also needed protection.

Yesterday when he broke into Sochingo's barrier, when Sochingo noticed someone breaking in, his first subconscious reaction was to use the Infinite Space to completely exorcise that special cursed spirit.

If this action alone is the reason, it may be to hide something.

But after the cursed spirit was completely exorcised, Sochino looked at him. Even though he was surprised to see him coming in, the tension in his eyes suddenly relaxed, revealing a hint of relief.

But what kind of things should a minor bear?

Perhaps after experiencing some things, the 17-year-old Gojo Satoru will take responsibility for himself.

But now 28-year-old Gojo Satoru doesn't think anything can deprive others of their youth.

The two people have different past experiences and environments.

Of course he could see that the so-called different environment was a difference in the overall environment.

That includes a series of factors such as social conditions, the world of magic, and the distribution of power.

This is why their growth trajectories are different.

Gojo Satoru didn't care where the disagreement started.

He folded the papers and put them close to his body, released Sochino's hand and pushed it forward. The indoor training ground was built according to the strength of a first-class sorcerer, and there were also special props for training special-class sorcerers on the side.

In fact, that was specially arranged for Okkotsu Yuta before he went abroad.

Among the new talents in the school now, perhaps Yuji Itadori can catch up with the promotion speed of Yuta Okkotsu.

Although the situation is different, he cannot empathize with Sochin Satoru, nor does he know what the other person's world is like. However, if Sochin Satoru continues to act on his own will, the one who defeats him in the future may not be the enemy, but himself.

Now he just wanted to teach the person in front of him what it meant to combine work and rest.

(Deleted by 50 cents) Actually, I just wanted to vent my frustration of the day.

Sochin Satoru looked at the training ground, then at Gojo Satoru. He was so surprised that he lifted his blindfold and double-confirmed that the Gojo Satoru in front of him was indeed him. He asked in shock and a little joy: "Do you want to fight me?"

Oh, that tone.

Gojo Satoru: Myocardial infarction.jpg.

Then he beat up Sochino very neatly and smoothly.

Yeah, maybe a fight will wake him up?

The atrocity took place in the empty training ground. After about half an hour, Sochingo lay on the ground, looking at the ceiling and thinking about life.

…

Talking about reason, before being beaten by Gojo Satoru.

He thought he was strong enough.

It should be said that Munechika knew that even if his strength was definitely weaker than Gojo Satoru's, the difference should be at least a point or two. From a distance, he should be about the same as Gojo Satoru...

It was not until this fight that he realized that he had only caught up to half of Gojo Satoru's level.

The guy who beat him up looked damn cool.

Yes, if it was full, he would have left long ago.

It was still the same question as before. He knew that there was a gap that had not been filled. After all, he had experienced three worlds, and he now had a certain degree of awareness of his accumulated wishes.

Although it was vague, whenever someone believed in him, even without judging from whether their abilities grew, he could tell by a more mysterious feeling.

But think about it, he has been trying to gain power from being a small person since he came to this world.

Later, I got to know many extremely powerful people.

Today he even appeared in front of most of the assistant supervisors in the world of sorcery, and it seemed that someone had passed on something. The total amount of wishes he had received was probably as much as Mr. Yega's impression of him.

But even so, his power is only half of Gojo Satoru's? ?

It was clear that besides humans, even the curse spirits had an impression of him.

"Are you okay?"

The cool air touched his cheek, and Sochino came back to his senses.

He took off his blindfold during the fight, which didn't keep him running without limits.

Of course, it was Gojo Satoru who told him that school was safe and agreed with him to untie it temporarily, so he just lay here and let himself go.

Sochin Satoru subconsciously reached out his hand to take it, but Gojo Satoru immediately pulled his hand away and took the frozen orange juice away, then left a cup of warm sugar water in a thermos with a wicked smile.

He squatted beside Sochino, shaking the drink in his hand in a somewhat malicious manner.

"Hey, this is just to cool you down, it's not for you."

Sochingo: ...

It's not surprising at all.

He sat up and took the thermos. It was the right temperature and sweetness.

Gojo Gora watched him drink water with interest, then reached out and pinched Sochin Go's face twice.

Sochingo: ????

"Well, come find me anytime when you want training, and don't harm the cursed spirits outside." Gojo Satoru hooked the drink bottle with one hand and supported his chin with the palm of his hand. He rubbed his fingers twice with the other hand before removing them and rubbed his fingertips with a happy mood.

Feels good.

It’s exciting to pinch someone else’s face or theirs.

Sochin Satoru didn't even have the time to say that he was surprised to be pinched on the face and asked what he was doing, because his attention was drawn to the second half of Gojo Satoru's sentence. The look in his eyes was filled with shock and a sense of betrayal.

How can you say such a thing?

Obviously.

"Aren't we short-handed here?" Sochingo looked at him with reproach.

The people on his side are new and inexperienced, so they don't let him rob. But isn't it too much to not let him exorcise the cursed spirits here because they are short of manpower?

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips.

Sochino did not continue speaking either.

The training room then became quiet, with only the sound of the two people breathing being heard.

In such an atmosphere, Sochingo gradually calmed down, and finally there was only confusion in his eyes, and he stubbornly demanded an explanation.

Only then did Gojo Satoru speak.

"We have to do everything, so what will they do in the future without us?"

I run my hands through the fine, soft hair. The white hair is the same length as mine. But the feeling of touching another person's hair is different from when I style my hair in the morning.

The image of Gojo Satoru was reflected in Sochino's eyes. At this moment, he felt that the person in front of him was very reliable.

That is a far-sighted view of the big picture.

If the situation was not different, perhaps he would have had similar thoughts as Gojo Satoru.

But there is no need to think about things that have not happened. At least now he feels that his impression of Gojo Satoru has been refreshed.

Next second.

Gojo Satoru took his hand back, touched his hair to confirm, and asked excitedly: "What shampoo do you use? Why do you feel your hair quality is better than mine?"

Sochin Satoru was still immersed in his previous words when he was suddenly interrupted: ...

Please, could you keep this atmosphere going a little longer?