Chapter 14

Cursed spirits, monsters born from human emotions, always trouble urban consciousness.

What's more, this kind of monster is regenerative. After one wave is cleared, a new wave will be generated immediately. It is as annoying as a fly that can't be killed.

"I don't know why, but there are more cursed spirits recently." The boy was a little depressed now. The lazy cat unceremoniously ordered the workers to help with the work: "Be careful, don't destroy the new building."

The newly painted building exudes a rich and elegant fragrance every day, and the owner of the flower shop once gave Tokyo a bright and colorful carnation.

"Hey, got it." Gojo Satoru responded with his hands and performed a spell. The cursed spirits that were like a mountain of flesh accumulated in the alley immediately burst like an overripe tomato.

Hinata Shinichi immediately jumped away, looking disgusted with the pus: "It's so dirty, can't you try a cleaner method?"

This was the first time someone dared to interfere with Gojo Satoru's spells, and the young master was unhappy: "If you have a way, don't let me do it."

Speaking of which, Gojo Satoru didn't understand why Tokyo asked him to help get rid of the cursed spirits. Given Nekomata's stubborn personality, it was already puzzling that he didn't pull all the cursed spirits into the shadows at once.

At this moment, the boy seemed to have been hit in the sore spot. He puffed up his cheeks in anger and said reluctantly: "These things are so dirty that even the shadow demons don't want to eat them."

Unable to exorcise the cursed spirit for this reason, Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, then burst into gloating laughter.

"Hahaha, I didn't realize you're so weak. You can't do anything without the Shadow Demon." Gojo Satoru, who was too proud of himself, laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. Even after Tokyo kicked him in the calf, he couldn't recover.

The boy's ears stood up: "I'm not weak, otherwise, otherwise..."

Explanations are not as fast as taking action directly. Facing the arrogant Gojo Satoru, the best way is -

"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to fight me?"

There was a sound exploding in Gojo Satoru's ears, and the unlimited technique was instantly activated, and the six eyes were also used to the extreme. However, this time he still failed to resist successfully, Tokyo had already merged into his shadow, and the familiar feeling of shackles surged up again.

"Let me think, what should I do until you are back on track?"

A bad premonition came to his mind, and Gojo Satoru's heart skipped a beat. He saw his body spinning uncontrollably, and the orchid finger on his right hand curled up uncontrollably.

Gojo Satoru, who at this time couldn't wear a girl's school uniform openly, still had something called shame, and the boy in his shadow had just made up his mind.

"How about you change your clothes first, then go shopping on the street, and then I'll take you back to school." As he said that, he controlled Gojo Satoru to walk towards the nearest women's clothing store, where Gojo Satoru's wallet happened to be.

The white-haired sorcerer was forced to move forward stiffly, and because of his resistance, Hinawa Shinichi was also forced to move awkwardly, moving his hands and feet in the same way, looking like a controlled puppet.

This strange behavior naturally attracted the attention of passers-by, and among the passers-by there happened to be someone who knew Gojo Satoru.

The sorcerer An Utahime who came from Kyoto originally planned to buy some fashionable clothes in Ginza, Tokyo. Although she was more suitable to wear shrine maiden costumes, she had to go to various occasions when exorcising cursed spirits.

Then she was caught off guard and saw Gojo Satoru, the man with six eyes from the Gojo family!

"Gojo-kun, what are you doing here?" They were all students of the Jujutsu School, and as a senior, Iori Utahime went over to greet them politely.

Gojo Satoru's behavior was different from what she had imagined. Not only did he ignore her words, he also picked up a dress and tried it on himself.

An Geji: "..."

Judging from the style, is he planning to wear it himself? For a moment, a series of prefixes related to Gojo Satoru, such as six-eyed sorcerer, strongest, genius, etc., flashed through An Utahime's mind. Then, looking at the high school student holding the small floral dress, An Utahime wanted to cover her face for a moment. How could such a person be the strongest of their young generation?

Although she wanted to walk away, Angeji still planned to say something, hoping that the other party would consider the face of Tokyo Jugo. However, after calling him several times, he was ignored, and the angry Angeji directly reached out and pushed him.

This push pushed Gojo Satoru right in front of the floor lamp, and the long shadow under his feet was illuminated by the light.

The connection with the shadow was also cut off at this moment, and the control of the body was restored. Gojo Satoru immediately stood in the brightest place under the floor lamp in the mall to prevent being ambushed by Tokyo again. Without the shadow, the Nekomata who controlled the shadow would have no chance to take advantage.

Surrounded by the floor lamp, all the shadows around Gojo Satoru were driven away by the light. In the light, his white hair shone brightly.

An Geji: "..."

An Utahime, who had just been apologizing for her rude behavior, suddenly didn't want to apologize anymore. The "radiant" Gojo Satoru seemed to be enjoying his current state, so there was no need for her to disturb him.

After seeing the "truth", An Utahime left without looking back, leaving Gojo Satoru surrounded by floor lamps waiting for another raid in Tokyo.

However, Gojo Satoru waited for almost an hour and did not receive the attack he expected. Instead, he received a call from Yaga Masamichi.

It was only six o'clock in the afternoon, far from the curfew set by the Noctua Orthodox Dao. Maybe he called now just to lecture him about how many times he had skipped classes this week.

The sorcerer who didn't want to be lectured by the uncle put his phone into his pocket as if nothing had happened. At this time, just pretend you didn't see it.

Just about a minute later, I felt my pocket vibrate again, this time it was a text message.

[There is a level one mission. If you don't answer the phone, you will die.] from Ye Moth Zhengdao

When faced with unreasonable students, upright educators will always give up their role models. Soon, Yega Masamichi called again, and Gojo Satoru immediately put the phone away after answering it.

It turned out that he was right, because soon the roar of Ye Moth Zhengdao was heard from the other end.

"Gojo, you ran out of school again! You only attended three classes this week and skipped the rest!"

The head teacher vented his anger for five minutes before Ye Mo Zheng Dao began to explain the reason for the first-level mission: "There is suspected activity of cursed spirits in Taitung District. Xia Yu has already gone there. When you two meet, wait there. The assistant supervisor will not arrive until the evening. Do not act without permission!"

Gojo Satoru hung up the phone when the homeroom teacher's anger was still fading. Since he had to go on a mission, he couldn't make trouble with Tokyo anymore. He didn't know if he was still waiting for him to come out.

Tentatively, he moved one foot away and asked quietly, "Tokyo?"

There was no response. Gojo Satoru breathed a sigh of relief and looked around, thinking that the other party had left because he was bored.

Taito District, Tokyo.

As one of the 23 districts of Tokyo, this place is no different. Busy streets and dense crowds are also factors that attract cursed spirits. Judging from the dense flow of people, it is not impossible for a first-level cursed spirit to be born. From this point of view, this first-level mission is unremarkable.

But Gojo Satoru couldn't help but recall the textbook that Doctor Hinawa read with an expressionless face during class.

Yimonzaka, Jianfanliu...

Even though most of the buildings have been renovated and rebuilt, it cannot conceal the special industry that was once engaged in here, not to mention that some of the custom shops of that time are still preserved here to this day.

Gojo Satoru stood on a high place, looking at the bright lights and nightlife below, but what he was thinking in his heart was that Tokyo obviously also has this kind of side, but it was obvious that the cat would not come to such a place. The most suitable place for that guy to go would probably be a game hall or a cake shop.

Gojo Satoru, who had no interest in the first-level mission, started to think divergently. He recalled that Tokyo was once called Edo in history. He didn't know if the name Edo could be considered an alias for Tokyo consciousness. He could try calling him that next time.

The six eyes can detect all traces of filth. Because of this, those tasks that still need to be investigated are too simple for Gojo Satoru. Just find the enemy and then kill him. Because it is so simple, Gojo Satoru is even more reluctant to waste time waiting for people and listening to the assistant supervisor's long speeches.

Geto Suguru is a new best friend, and Gojo Satoru is willing to wait for him to act together, of course, this premise is based on not missing the mission target.

So when he saw a human with cursed power, Gojo Satoru followed him without hesitation.

The following story is like a clichéd soap opera, the club's top star is envied by her "good sister", and out of jealousy, a "ghost" is born. Such stories are common in clubs on this street, but this is the first time that a curse that requires the attention of a sorcerer has been born.

"I would like to go to this lady's room and take a look?" Gojo Satoru made this request, but was directly rejected by the proprietress who could not see the curse spirit.

No matter how rich one is, if a minor shows up at a club openly, it is against the law in this country if he is not stopped. But ordinary people can't even stop Gojo Satoru from wearing his clothes.

Following the foul smell, Gojo Satoru soon found a room decorated in classical style.

In order to match the decoration of the room, the furniture inside also adopts Japanese retro style. Trees are the most difficult to find when they are hidden in the forest, but in front of the six eyes, every tree in the forest is different.

It was a floor-length mirror wrapped in red paint, which could fully reflect the figure in front of it. Having noticed something unusual, Gojo Satoru put his hand on it, and at that moment, ripples appeared on the mercury mirror.

After a burst of bright light, the white-haired sorcerer disappeared.

(End of this chapter)