Qintiansi Time 01
As Zenin Zhibiren said, if a family-born sorcerer leaves their family and wishes to continue practicing sorcery, they must attend the Jujutsu High School. Without the status of a sorcerer, they cannot freely use their own techniques. Most sorcerers' techniques are innate, innate like instinct, and not using them is like a fish out of water.
Between the two Jujutsu High Schools, your choice is obvious. Wherever Tengen goes, you go. Believing this would be difficult, you initially planned to go with Zenin Naohito, but he quickly returned with a sour face and a simple "It's done." You're baffled, but Ryoko excitedly packs her bags and urges you to visit her often. You reassure her, even thinking of warning Naoya and saying goodbye, but he's nowhere to be found. He's determined to avoid you. You dismiss this as a big deal; it's not like you'll never see each other again.
There is no use thinking too much.
Anyway, you're in Tokyo.
"Grandma, I'm going to answer a call." You walked to the balcony with your phone and answered the call.
"Miss, have you arrived in Tokyo?" Kiyoko's voice sounded extremely tired.
"Qingzi, grandma has prepared lunch." You said calmly.
"Yeah……"
You and Qingzi remained silent at the same time, both of you feeling a little depressed.
"Can't Qingzi come back?"
"I might not arrive until the afternoon...but didn't the young lady decide to go to school in the afternoon..."
"Yes. I've contacted the school. I won't disrupt my plans for Kiyoko."
Qingzi's hearty laughter came from the phone: "Miss, just be firm in your own ideas."
"Anyway, here in Tokyo, we'll definitely have the chance to meet often." In fact, Kiyoko often has to travel between Kansai and Kanto, and your words are just to comfort her.
"Then it's an appointment. If you have time... please spend more time with grandma for me."
"You can accompany your own grandma by yourself!"
Really, no matter what, you are not the old man’s real granddaughter.
"Grandma likes you very much."
"I like you just because I like Qingzi. It's called loving someone and loving his dog." You explained earnestly, but Qingzi didn't take it seriously. You got angry and said, "Grandma is calling me to eat!" Qingzi was still laughing and said, "Go ahead."
"Hmph. I'm your boss."
"Hahaha, boss. Is this considered bribing your boss?"
“Not really.” You said majestically and hung up the phone.
"Grandma, are those hydrangeas planted in the yard?" You sat down again.
Grandma pushed up her reading glasses: "あじさい."
That's a hydrangea.
Last Christmas, Christmas roses bloomed in the garden.
"My mother also likes to tend to flowers and plants."
"Oh?" Grandma looked up at you, her small eyes filled with wisdom. "Really? You don't even recognize a few of the flowers planted in my yard."
"Well... tending to flowers and plants is my mother's hobby, not mine." You became more and more confident the more you spoke.
"It's good that the little girl has her own ideas. So have you thought about what you want to do?"
What should I do? I can't tell my grandmother that I'm a sorcerer.
"I haven't decided yet."
"There's really no rush. You're still young."
"Will grandma be tired taking care of the flowers and plants by herself?" There are also flowers and plants planted in the Zenyuan family, but the overall tone of the Zenyuan family is too solemn, and there is really no mood to appreciate them.
"Of course I'm tired. As you get older, nothing becomes easy."
"I'll come and help you sometime."
"Is your school in the suburbs? It's a long way to go, so I won't bother you."
"It's not a big deal. I'll probably be in Tokyo quite often." On missions. That's out of the question.
"That's right. Young people still like bustling big cities. But I heard from Qingzi that you are not in good health."
"It's much better now!" You clasped your hands together, trying to avoid the topic.
"You kid." Grandma lifted the lid of the chicken pot, "You are too thin. Eat more."
"Then I won't be polite to grandma."
"I'm starting."
Ah~ I finally escaped from the cold food at Zenyuan’s house~ Food tastes better when it’s steaming hot~
The cooked chicken meatballs all floated up. The bubbling in the pot looked lively and tasted delicious.
Grandma is holding a colander with vegetables, and you want to go over and help her.
Suddenly, the earth shook.
Something broke.
Oh, it's your chicken pot.
The moment the house was attacked, you grabbed your grandmother and ran away. Although your strength isn't great, your reaction time is second to none.
The delicious chicken pot fell flat.
A huge crack appeared in the wall of my grandmother's house. At first, she thought it was an earthquake and nearly fainted from fright. After realizing it wasn't, she quickly calmed down and launched into a full-throttle, diatribe against the *** members. These days, nothing the *** do seems to surprise my grandmother. They've slashed a movie director's cheek, thrown people off hotel balconies, driven bulldozers into people's homes... There's nothing they can't do, except what you can't imagine. No wonder my grandmother is so accepting; it saves you from having to find excuses.
You think of the members of the Communist Party who were sent to prison last year, the man who set himself on fire in the park last year, and the recent news.
Japanese society is in a period of decline, while sorcerers are busy in contrast.
Curse spirit, sorcerer...
"Grandma, I'm going to check." Although you can sense it from inside the house, it's more clear when you get to the scene. You're determined to find the person who ruined your chicken pot.
Most sorcerers carefully concealed the existence of cursed spirits. Even if they encountered one, they would try not to make a fuss. But this person, on the other hand, went about his own business, completely unconcerned.
""mirror""
I'm in a bad mood, I'm just taking it out on this cursed spirit on the side of the road. You don't mind taking it out on a punching bag when you're in a bad mood, she/he is a hundred times stronger than Naoya, Naoya only takes it out on human punching bags, but!
She/he has seriously endangered the property safety of residents!
You stare at the cracked pavement, lost in thought. Are sorcerers truly such a destructive force? The sorcerers you know wouldn't resort to violence in front of you. You know they're powerful, but you don't truly grasp that power.
Next time we meet, I will tell Naoya, "It turns out that Naoya has always been playing house with me."
Next time we meet, I'm going to tell Shier, "I don't think Shier is violent enough. Shier is too artistic."
I don't know if anyone saw me just now. Just in case, I'll just forget it.
Less trouble is better than more. No one should see it.
You take a deep breath: "Delusion"
There's nothing to be afraid of, old man.
Spellcaster... You walk back, pondering the school situation. You're a freshman, and there are only two seniors in the two grades above you. This shows how few spellcasters there are. Compared to the previous grade, your first year is incredibly crowded, with four of them. Besides you, there's one person, Goyu-san, whom you recommended, one person, Gojo-san, who "defected," and one more person... Ieiri-san.
They are all geniuses that appear once in a thousand years. When these people gather together, you look extremely mediocre.
The gathering of heroes will be the beginning and climax of the story, but it is definitely not the end of the story. You are somewhat curious about what kind of story these few people will write.
But it's just curiosity.
About yourself - your idea is very simple. You will only be qualified to talk about the next few decades of your life after Riko's matter is over.
I want to visit Riko... but I can't.
"Grandma, how much does it cost to repair this wall?"
"Just make do. It's quite spacious," Grandma said kindly. The other houses weren't damaged; yours was the only one unlucky. But the cracked pavement needs repairing. Can we count on the Japanese government?
"It's very spacious..." You said with a bit of embarrassment, "But this is too dangerous - hasn't Grandma ever thought about moving to a safer and more prosperous place?"
"Qingzi has advised me many times. But I just can't bear to leave every store here."
That's right, the sight of things brings back emotions. Without scenery, there's no emotion, and without emotion, life is empty. Empty, absolutely empty. Looking back, life is empty, so why bother living it?
How can such precious things as memories and emotions be tampered with at will?
"I'm going to the convenience store to buy some fast food. What would Grandma like to eat?"
"Pudding~"
"Okay. But just eating pudding alone won't do."
Grandma called you: "Is Qingzi not coming back today?"
“Ah,” you turned your head, “Kyoko came back after I left. Grandma won’t be alone.”
The sky is very blue today.
Why do you like looking up at this blue sky so much? Why do you like this blue sky so much?
There is no need for reasons to like or love.
Mom, I can walk freely under the sky.
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