Qintiansi Time 10
[Because your choice is meaningless, Miss Zenyuan. Many things in this world are predestined, and your participation or not has no effect on their ultimate trajectory.]
It doesn’t matter, I’m the “first”.
You uncapped the pen and wrote the words "Reversal Spell." And that was it.
This is the first time you, who have always been successful in learning something, have suffered a setback.
Advanced barrier technique?
Ha, now you have figured out the supreme masterpiece of barrier art, the Hongxing Palace that has existed for a thousand years. Next time, you won’t be driven out by Lord Tianyuan in such a miserable state.
You have only been studying for more than half a year.
Ha, making spell tools is extremely difficult, relying on chance and accumulation of experience. You can produce them in large quantities steadily, and you've only been learning for less than two months.
But when it comes to saving people, the world is always against you.
Tianyuan, Lizi.
I don't want to make my family suffer so much, so I want to study the reversal technique. But you don't understand anything about reversal techniques.
Jia Ru couldn't explain it clearly.
Maybe you would say that it has only been a few days, so isn't it quite normal to get nothing?
You don't care that in the thousands of years of history of magic, there are no more than a handful of people who have mastered the reversal technique, nor do you care how sophisticated and profound the reversal technique is.
Too much wisdom will lead to harm.
If you can't get started in three days with your talent, then you can't learn it. You know this very well.
What's more, it has been more than three days.
The change of thinking failed.
You rubbed your neck with one hand and opened the drawer with the other, organizing your notes and putting them inside.
After stretching, he stood up, shoved the chair in, and walked to the door of his dormitory.
Jia Ru has been away for a long time recently.
Heal the sorcerer, and after he's healed, he'll continue to exorcise the cursed spirit. He might come back, or he might never come back. The housekeepers have to face this again and again.
You pinched your brows.
This is not a solution.
So what if there’s another sorcerer in the world who can reverse spells?
No, even if I learned it, I wouldn't necessarily be able to heal others like Glass does.
Not to mention that I can't learn it.
Why can't I?
I wonder if Gojo and Getsu will understand. Thinking of them, I remember that the first period today is Chinese.
It would be awkward if you were the only one attending class.
You touched the earrings you were wearing today.
"Since the arrow is on the string, why hesitate?"
Fragments kept flashing through your mind. It was different from the two worlds you'd experienced. That world was more... You had no more memories.
But you feel like that world is influencing you, too. At least when you name the barrier, you're inspired and unhesitating.
You walked out of the dormitory building alone and ran into two sneaky DKs.
Silence fell among the three of you.
You glanced at Gojo, and sure enough, he avoided your gaze. You had no idea what was going on with Gojo, but he'd been avoiding you lately.
Got it?
How sinful was it for you to realize how sinful your past actions were?
"What a coincidence."
It was Takeru who smoothed things over. He, too, looked puzzled, alternately glancing at you and then at Gojo.
Normally, the behavior pattern of these two classmates is that Gojo speaks first, followed by Getsu, and the two of them sing in unison, making the other person mad.
You have reason to believe that Gojo-san has led Takeru astray. Takeru was a shy and well-behaved child when we first met. He even spoke in a good-natured tone when he called his mother shortly after school started.
Ahem, you didn't eavesdrop on purpose, you just happened to see it by accident.
The two classmates are going to skip class again.
"Unfortunately, we have to go our separate ways," you responded to Geto-san with a smile.
"Will the good boy tell Mr. Yega?" Gojo raised his chin, his face full of arrogance, but his hands kept groping at his collar. Tsk, is this guy holding a grudge?
How could we let Mr. Ye Moth do something he didn’t want to do! And that was so long ago!
Getsu-san grabbed Gojo-san and said, "Hey, what's going on with Satoru lately?"
Gojo-san is truly blessed by fate. His blue eyes are brighter than the morning light, and he resembles a regal, gorgeous ragdoll cat. Well, he still has that baby fat, a childish air about him.
Oh...it's hard to imagine that Shen Er has become a father. I wonder how he is doing as a father.
He comes and goes without a trace, and he always looks for you but you can't find him.
Not coming to see you means everything is fine.
You decided not to bother with Gojo-san.
"Gojo-san and Geto-san have skipped classes more than once or twice. Have I ever betrayed you?"
"And..." You tried to stand on tiptoe, and Geto-san understood and helped you press down Gojo-san. Gojo-san pretended to struggle hard, but finally his arrogance gradually died down.
"Is Gojo-san an idiot?" You can finally return the words to Gojo-san. You pat his head gently: "There are only four people in the entire grade. The teachers know who is missing. Do I need to tell them off?"
Hey, why are you acting like I've defiled you? Gojo-san, just wait to be punished by Mr. Yega's righteous fist! You didn't say that.
Gojo is surprisingly respectful to his teacher, even though Mr. Yega is no match for him now.
Wait, stop smiling.
"No Lower Limits" is common, "Six Eyes" is rare. However, this "common" is limited to a hundred years. "Cursed Spirit Manipulation" is even more rare, occurring only once every thousand years.
The last cursed spirit master defeated Ryoumen Sukuna. Geto-san received a first-level sorcerer certification upon entering school. The same was true for Gojo-san. Their techniques were recognized as powerful by the entire sorcery community.
And you——
"Getsuyu-san, could you please extend your hand for a moment?"
Geto-san didn't know what you were going to do, but he still reached out his hand obediently. Gojo-san took the opportunity to break free from his restraints and jumped up: "What are you going to do?"
You didn't press your palm against Getsu-san's, you just compared them.
"Hatsu's hands are so small." Summer Yu sighed.
"Getsuyu-kun, am I good?" You asked him, pointing at yourself.
"Of course, はつ is really amazing."
Getsu-san is just trying to fool you. He doesn't mean it that way at all.
"Where's Gojo-san?"
"You ask me? It depends on who you're competing with. Compared to me, of course you're super weak!"
Gojo-san was telling the truth. But he didn't think your strength was worth his attention—people fear the incomprehensible power but embrace the visible fragility.
My weakness is obvious.
After being promoted to a first-level sorcerer, you were summoned by the old men at the General Director's Council for a lecture. The intense workload and the numerous tasks you had to deal with left you feeling unwell and pale. They then discussed in front of you how they would kill you if you disobeyed their orders.
Their conclusions were surprisingly consistent.
As long as they get close to you, you're doomed.
They seemed to have completely forgotten that you could control them in an instant, and they had no chance of getting close at all.
My weaknesses are obvious.
You didn't say anything at the time. After leaving the meeting room, Qingzi kept trying to comfort you, but you simply asked her to take you to the interrogation room. It's been so long since I've been to the Directors' Meeting, and there are so many Curse Masters to deal with.
"Yeah. Gojo-san and Getsu-san, both are very strong," you said with a smile.
Gojo-san and Getsu-san are the most outstanding young generation in the entire world of sorcery.
"Very strong?" Gojo pulled Geto over and the two of them put their arms around each other's shoulders like good brothers.
"Laozi and Jie are the strongest!"
"Okay, 'The Strongest'."
The strongest sorcerer in the current world of sorcery is probably Yuki Kujuku. The only special-grade sorcerer. If she weren't astral plasma, she might be the one to handle the mission. You haven't even met her yet. This woman, a sorcerer, didn't exorcise cursed spirits, but went to America, where cursed spirits are rare.
Why...
Tianyuan Barrier...
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm wondering where Gojo-san and Getsu-san will go. There's really nothing fun to do in Tokyo."
“Enlightenment—”
Gojo-san rolled over and covered Gojo-san's mouth when Gojo-san wasn't paying attention. He looked into Gojo-san's eyes for three seconds before slowly letting go and turning to face you with a wicked smile on his face.
He took out sunglasses from his pocket and put them on in a cool way.
“Hmph.”
You looked at Gojo-san in silence.
"Of course, go to places where girls can't go!" he said loudly.
"For example?" You asked him in the most sincere tone.
"This, that..." Gojo was in a panic and couldn't say a place for a long time.
"Gojo-san, do you like the one from Ginza or the one from Gion? I like..." You mentioned a few names. You met them all when you were visiting your uncle.
Haha, man.
"Or Kabukicho?"
"What!?" Gojo and Getsu were both shocked.
What's all the fuss about?
You tilted your head slightly, "If you tell me my name, they'll treat Gojo-san and Geto-san well."
"Ahem. H——"
"Goodbye!" You waved, "I won't see you off."
“Have fun.”
"Let me explain...!" Geto Suguru didn't want to be misunderstood as that kind of person.
Getsu-san caught up.
"Satoru and I are going to buy a cake." Geto slapped his face resignedly.
“There’s a cake shop in Shinjuku that has delicious cakes. It’s only open three days a week, and they sell out soon after they open. So Wu and I plan to go there early…” He became increasingly embarrassed as he spoke, and finally covered his face with his hands.
Getsu doesn't like sweet food.
Gojo is a sweet-sweet person.
These two idiots.
"I was just joking, Geto-kun."
"But you really have been there, right?" Geto spread out his hands, looking embarrassed.
It felt like the world had collapsed for Getsu-san.
"Um...yes."
"Jie, you told her everything. You're so disloyal!" Gojo put one hand on Geto's shoulder and pointed at you with the other hand: "No matter how much you beg me, I won't give you any of the cake."
Gojo-san, please don't add any drama to yourself without permission, okay?
OK
Getsu looked at you helplessly with a faint smile on her face: "Do you like sweets like Wu?" She obviously doesn't eat much of Wu's desserts.
"Proper sugar intake helps improve your sense of happiness, Geto-san."
"but."
"Gojo-san's sugar intake is definitely exceeding the recommended limit."
"Huh?" Your words irritated Gojo-san! He forcefully held you down and explained, "Isn't it natural for me to be a member of the Sweet Party? I'm not like some people who only use violence to solve problems. 'No bottom line' is really mind-boggling."
"Wu, can you please say it again?"
"Wow. I wasn't talking about Jay, so why did you take it so personally?"
Do you only rely on violence to solve problems?
You really can't help but laugh.
"If we keep talking, I'll really be late. I'm leaving now. See you later, Geto-kun."
"Return to——"
"What about me?" Gojo Satoru was very shocked. She didn't even say goodbye to him!
"Eh? I don't think Gojo-san wants to talk to me much lately. Let's keep our distance." You're serious. If Gojo-san doesn't work, it's up to your animal friends to explore the world.
Just a little slower.
"Satoru, isn't it rude to interrupt someone?!"
"Jie, there are more important things to do now." Gojo solemnly declared, "Although I won't share with you, I can take you to buy it."
"Thank you for your kindness, Gojo-san. But I'm totally fine going alone or with Ieiri. See you later."
"You're alone..."
"Gojo-san, would you like to experience my technique?"
Gojo remained silent.
That’s all for today.
You didn't even turn around. There was really no time to lose now. You had to go to the infirmary to visit your family first.
"Isn't it still early for class?" Gojo leaned against a tree with his hands in his pockets.
He lowered his head, and you couldn't see his expression or know what he was thinking.
Want to talk to her.
Gojo Satoru hated this feeling that he couldn't control, but he was completely unable to stop it from arising.
"I'm leaving, Gojo-san."
So angry!
Why don't you cooperate with him!
If you like sweets, let’s go buy them together!
"What's wrong, Satoru?"
Geto Summer Oil watched Gojo Satoru's every move. There was nothing wrong with Gojo Satoru lately.
"Jay, let me ask you something." Gojo Satoru regained his confident and uninhibited demeanor after you left. "When I see someone, my heartbeat speeds up, my whole body gets hot, and I feel either electric shocks or pain. What's going on?"
Geto Xiayou's mouth opened and closed, but he didn't utter a word for a long time.
Gojo Satoru's hands flew in front of Geto Suguru: "Speak, Geto."
"This is love." Geto Suguru said it so calmly and naturally, as if he had expected it.
Gojo Satoru's brain short-circuited for a few seconds, and then a warm current flowed from his heart to his limbs.
Has he been avoiding this?
How could he like the puppets carefully cultivated by those old men?
!
[Thank you for your concern. I don't think I need protection.]
[I have the ability to fly in the sky.]
[Who asked you to make the choice for me!]
Why should I cry in front of you?
[Gojo-san, would you like to experience my technique?]
Dare to say such things to him.
"Soga, soga, soga..." Gojo Satoru's voice became louder and louder, and his trembling became more and more severe.
How could he take it for granted that he treated her like a puppet?
"So this is what love is..." Gojo Satoru regained his composure. Without warning, he pinched Geto's shoulders, a brilliant smile on his face.
"I'll go find her now."
Geto Suguru held down Gojo Satoru who was about to teleport: "Listen, Satoru."
"You'll cause her trouble."
"I don't care about her." Gojo Satoru said halfway when he suddenly realized that this was wrong. He rubbed his temples and breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Jie. I'll buy you some cake."
"I don't like sweets." After confirming that Gojo Satoru had returned to normal, Geto asked, "What are you going to do?"
"Chase her." Gojo Satoru said nonchalantly.
"No." Geto Suguru emphasized his tone and increased the strength of his hands. Gojo Satoru jumped away and looked at Geto Suguru with confusion. "Why, Geto? My appearance and strength are both impeccable. There is no reason for her to reject me."
If only I could be as confident as Satoru.
"No means no." Geto Xiayou tried to keep calm and restore his usual smile. Wu would not notice his feelings.
He has been like this towards はつ from the beginning.
"If you do that, Satoru will run away. He'll never talk to you again."
Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment. Then, with his eyes downcast and his hands in his pockets, he planted one foot firmly on the tree and whispered, "I understand."
The trees swayed back and forth.
Gojo Satoru stretched out a hand and ruffled his fluffy hair: "Let's go buy some cake, Jie. Buy some more and share them with Naoko and her. She will forgive me."
Wu is always so flamboyant and confident.
"Don't worry, Jay. Just like before, I understand."
"Don't bully her."
"I didn't—" Gojo Satoru poked Geto Suguru's forehead, "It's her fault for not remembering my existence."
"what ever."
Gojo Satoru hummed happily.
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