Finally, they invited the old butler into the reception room.

The old butler walked into the Panxing Cult's base trembling with fear, carefully keeping a certain distance from the purple-haired heroic spirit.

It was no mistake that this young man was very hostile to him.

Kong Shiyu took the initiative to say goodbye. Amanouchi Riko and Kuroi Misato knew that there were guests coming, so they did not come out of their rooms. Xia Yujie originally wanted to avoid them, but Al looked very nervous, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch his child away, and he refused to leave no matter how he was pulled. So he had to stay with Al.

He was not worried about Wu, but was only worried that Al's maternal love under the personality of "Genrei Mitsu" would explode and hurt people.

"Al," he said helplessly in the team channel, "This is the Gojo family's family affair. We shouldn't be sitting here."

"Jie-chan," Al said seriously, "Wu-chan's family affairs are our family affairs."

...It sounds reasonable, but it doesn't make sense at all!

"Hey." Ieiri Naoko gossiped, "The people from the Gojo family finally came to find you?"

Summer Oil: "!!!"

Gojo Satoru: “!!!”

Hey guys, you're still here!

The boys who often forget that Ieori Naoko is also in the chat group were shocked. Xia Yujie quickly asked, "Noko? Do you know anything about this?"

Ieiri Shoko said coolly, "I don't know. But in the morning, someone from the Gojo family came to see Mr. Yega. As for what they talked about, I have no idea at all."

"..."

It sounds like they were well prepared. At least they had reached some kind of consensus with Mr. Yemo or the technical college.

Al said with a sad face, "Jack, I always feel that the little home we just built is going to be destroyed by external forces."

He now looks like a parent who is worried that his child will go to the big city to work and never come back.

Xia Yujie was shocked by his own wonderful metaphor, and said dryly, "Really? I didn't know you liked this base so much."

Al said sadly, "You don't understand. This base symbolizes the beginning of a story."

Ieiri Naoko pricked up her ears silently.

Al continued, "We, mother and children, have supported each other through hardships, and our bond has deepened little by little in the difficult times. We have more and more beautiful memories, as well as the career and wealth we have built together, and the love and ideals that have become closer and closer."

Ieiri Naoko: “…”

No, it’s been such a short time since we last met, and your painting style has already become like this?

Summer Oil: "..."

Gojo Satoru: “…”

The style of this berserker is getting more and more bizarre, to the point where the real Minamoto no Raikou would want to fight him whenever he sees him.

Al said sadly, "But, but our touching new life has not even begun, and we are facing a huge crisis. What should we do? We haven't earned billions of dollars in property and haven't brought Nitro here in a grand manner--"

Ieiri Naoko complained, "So we had this kind of agreement?"

Gojo Satoru on the side was speechless and said, "Hey, Al, I haven't said anything yet."

Geto also complained: "In the hard life, the ties are gradually increasing...Are you sure? Your main personality will only stay in the quilt to read comics and listen to music. It's the best thing for you to run an online store."

They were chatting animatedly in the team channel, busy complaining about each other, but in the eyes of the Gojo family's housekeeper, the three of them were unusually silent, and the atmosphere on the scene was very awkward.

After a while, the butler took the initiative to speak: "Master Wu, Mr. Xia Yu, Mr. Al... Before coming here, I went to visit the senior management and Mr. Ye Moth, and they also know that I came here to see you."

Gojo Satoru leaned back on the sofa and said indifferently, "Oh, so what? Let's get straight to the point. You know I have little patience for things that don't interest me."

So the old butler obediently went straight to the point and said, "As long as the two of you are willing to come back, the senior management is willing to--" He was halfway through his words, and then he carefully changed his words: "The senior management is willing to accept the two of you again."

Gojo Satoru laughed.

His blue eyes were clear and indifferent, as if he had seen through everything.

"Let me guess, what those rotten oranges said was to give us a chance to redeem ourselves, right?"

The old butler sighed inwardly and acquiesced.

This is what the top leaders mean, and it is also what the Gojo family and the college hope to see.

He was most aware of Gojo Satoru's stubborn temper. Because he was aware of this, they never came to Tokyo to disturb him after Gojo Satoru came to high school. But this incident was really too big.

It was so serious that no one could sit still. Even the elders of the Gojo family were jumping up and down in their own houses, wishing they could fly directly to Gojo Satoru and yell at his unfilial children - but the fact was, no one dared to do so. The only one who dared to persuade Gojo Satoru was his hardworking old butler.

Fortunately, Gojo Satoru did give him face.

The white-haired boy said impatiently, "Whatever you want to say to convince me, just say it directly. By the way, our reception room is chargeable, 1,000 yuan for 10 minutes, so you'd better finish your words as soon as possible."

Old housekeeper: “…”

At the side, the man with long purple hair looked at the butler expressionlessly and clenched the knife at his waist. As long as the butler dared to say something that would move Gojo Satoru, he could separate the poor old butler's head and body on the spot.

Old housekeeper: “…”

Who exactly is this gentleman?

Perhaps he understood what he was thinking, Al smiled and said in a friendly way, "Just a friendly reminder, you've been sitting here for ten minutes."

Old housekeeper: “…”

Wait, are you serious about charging money?

The elderly butler sighed and spoke faster, "The top management actually doesn't want to be enemies with the two special-grade sorcerers. The Gojo family will also do their best to protect the two of them. If Master Wu and Mr. Geta want to go back to high school, there is still room for maneuver."

Gojo Satoru asked him, "Really? We can still go back to high school and continue our studies. What about Riko Tenouchi?"

The old butler was silent for a while and shook his head gently.

Gojo Satoru said calmly: "Reason."

"…The top brass felt that Riko Tenuchi's existence challenged their authority."

Gojo Satoru laughed: "Are they serious? We went to war with Tengen to protect Riko, are we going to abandon her for the high school now? They don't really think that country place is great, do they?"

Xia Yujie rubbed his eyebrows, but did not intervene in the conversation between Gojo Satoru and the old butler.

At this moment, Al raised his head as if realizing something and looked towards the door of the reception room.

As if the old butler had already guessed what Gojo Satoru would say, he calmly explained, "The deadline for assimilation has passed, Master Tengen is safe, the High School's barrier and 'account' can be used normally, and the existence of the Star Plasma Body has become meaningless."

When he said the words "meaningless", his tone sank slightly, but he quickly covered it up.

"It doesn't matter whether the Star Plasma Body is alive or dead. At this point, the higher-ups don't have to kill her. They can just send her abroad and the result will be the same."

“…”

"Master Wu and Mr. Getsu challenged the higher-ups for the sake of the Star Plasma Body. Sending the Star Plasma Body out of Japan is a concession from both sides."

"Did you hear that, Jay?"

Xia Yujie sighed, "I heard you. These hopelessly rotten oranges have already rotted and become smelly. When I think about having to continue working for them, I feel sick and want to vomit."

"Haha, I think so too."

"Why does she have to leave?" Gojo Satoru raised his lips and said sarcastically, "Going to a completely strange country, speaking a strange language, hiding her identity, just to maintain the face of the rotten oranges?"

"Yes," the old butler said helplessly, "This is for the sake of the senior management's face."

He simply opened up and spoke.

"Power and status are what they pursue their whole lives. In their eyes, their dignity is much more important than the life of a young girl. The top leaders think so, the Gojo family thinks so, and the high school has no objection to this. No one in this world cares whether the star plasma is free, safe, or happy. She is just a tool, a symbol. Except for you, no one really cares whether she lives or dies."

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "You are quite brave to say that."

"It's the truth, Master."

Finally, Kagome spoke up: "I'm sorry, Mr. Butler, but we won't fulfill their wish. Sister Riko can already live in the sunshine with dignity. As long as we stand firmly by her side, she can live freely."

“…”

The old butler sighed softly.

He already knew that this trip would most likely end in failure, but looking at the upright and stubborn looks of the teenagers, he felt inexplicably sad.

Such obsession - not just regarding this interstellar plasma event - how long can such obsession last?

Maybe it will be tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, but it will end one day.

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, interrupting the butler's inexplicable sentimentality: "Have you finished talking? If you have, go back and tell others that we will never repent and will fight with you. In short, try your best to sell a terrible wave, and your mission will be over."

Old housekeeper: “…”

Al smiled and said, "Are you done? Oh, it will take exactly 20 minutes, and the fee is 2,000 yuan."

Old housekeeper: “…”

Very good, the young master felt relieved to have such a good housekeeper by his side. He took out two thousand-dollar bills from his wallet and gave them to Al, then left the reception room.

When he opened the door, he ran into Amauchi Riko who was standing outside the door. Amauchi Riko was standing outside the door quietly and didn't seem to have any intention of avoiding him.

The old butler paused, nodded to her, and left quietly.

"Riko." Xia Yujie said gently, "Don't think too much. Didn't we make an agreement? No matter what choice you make, we will guarantee your future."

"Well, I believe you."

Tenuchi Riko gave them a bright smile.

"Just now... I suddenly thought, if it weren't for me, you would have had a bright future, right?"

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes: "Are you an idiot? No matter what happens, our future is the brightest."

Tenuchi Riko burst out laughing.

Al walked over and patted Tenuchi Riko's shoulder lovingly: "Yes, Riko-chan, you should trust Wu-chan and Jie-chan more. They are both very loyal children."

Xia Yujie said helplessly: "I'll leave this sentence to you. If you said we would be independent together, then of course we will be independent together. Wu will not leave with his family. Don't worry about gains and losses for no reason."

Gojo Satoru said unhappily, “That’s right.”

Al said he was very touched. The sons have grown up and can awkwardly comfort their insecure mother. This is really something worth celebrating.

Just when Al was happy, Riko Tenuchi also patted Al's shoulder gently.

Al tilted his head, "What's wrong, Riko-chan?"

Tenuchi Riko asked seriously, "Who are you?"

Gojo Satoru & Kayuki Kagome: "..."

Kong Shiyu is an ordinary man.

So ordinary that one would have the illusion that this guy is like a supervisor assisting a higher education institution.

On this day, Mr. Kong Shiyu, who seemed to be an assistant supervisor, brought the first commission.

"The client is a guy I know. A colleague in her company was attacked by an unidentified cursed spirit and is currently in the hospital. There is no reward for this mission - because she is also poor, but according to her analysis, the cursed spirit should be quite powerful."

He put his hands in his suit pockets and said to Xia Yujie: "Either you can make money or you can make curse spirits. As long as you meet the above requirements, you can commission it. Is this what you said, Xia Yu?"

"Yes, that's right." Xia Yujie smiled and said, "After taming the cursed spirit, I will pay you the agency fee according to the level of the cursed spirit. Don't worry, since we plan to cooperate for a long time, I will not play tricks on the issue of agency fees."

Kong Shiyu smiled and said, "Ah, don't worry, I actually trust you a lot - I mean, when it comes to the agency fee. So, here is the address and contact information."

Xia Yujie took the note and looked at it.

“Kawasaki City…?”

Kawasaki City is very close to Tokyo and is connected to Tokyo and Yokohama. If you take the bus, you can get there smoothly in just one stop.

It just so happened that Gojo Satoru had recently gained new insights into the reversal technique, so on this day, Geto Summer set out with only Al.

"Go-chan's reversal technique seems to be almost complete."

"Yeah, about the same."

Al and Geto walked out of the Kawasaki station one after the other. The scenery outside the station was not noisy, but clean and comfortable. It was a city full of life.

The purple-haired hero shook his hair and said, "The last time I went out alone with J-chan was when I went back to J-chan's house."

Xia Yujie nodded, seeming a little emotional.

"That's right. It's been almost a year now."

Al asked him half seriously and half jokingly, "Aren't you going to go home and visit?"

Xia Yujie smiled helplessly and said, "No, I just need to send money to my family on time every month. They probably don't know that I dropped out of school yet."

Ever since he entered technical secondary school, he has been extremely rebellious. He grew his hair long, pierced his ears, changed his school uniform, and skipped classes at every turn. Now he has dropped out of school to start his own business and even plans to develop a church.

At first glance, he seems to be a completely hopeless young man who has gone astray.

As he was thinking this, Al hugged his shoulders and kissed his hair hard.

"It doesn't matter! As long as JJ has his mom!"

Xia Yujie didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "...Yes, yes, yes."

He took out his cell phone and flipped through the phone book: "Contact person... Let me see, it's Manami Suda, right?"

"Oh, is that the guy?"

"Um?"

Following Al's gaze, Xia Yujie looked up and saw a beautiful woman with big wavy hair and wearing a well-fitting suit waving at them.

So Xia Yujie also waved to him.

As expected, the beautiful lady came over gracefully after receiving the response and introduced herself: "I am Suda Manami, and you are the...um, monks that Kong Shiyu introduced?"

"Yes." Xia Yujie said calmly, "We are the demon exorcists introduced by Mr. Kong. You can just call me Saito One Two Three."

Saito Ichi-Ni-San is a fake identity used by Al, Gojo Satoru, and Geto Suguru. As for why the names were chosen so perfunctorily... you'll have to ask Al.

The beautiful lady chuckled: "What a perfunctory name. You don't look like monks at all."

Al smiled and said, "Oh, there's nothing we can do about it. It's too hot and Jake doesn't want to wear a monk's robe."

Xia Yujie whispered, "Al, don't call me Jie-chan, call me Saito One-Two-Three."

Al immediately changed his tone and said, "Ah, there's nothing we can do about it. The weather is too hot and I don't want to wear the monk's robes."

Beautiful lady: “…”

She nodded vaguely, pointed at Al, then at Geto: "Your name is Al, and your name is Geto. I've remembered that."

Xia Yujie laughed.

They got in Suda Manami's car and headed for the hospital in Kawasaki City. Suda Manami said, "The guy had an accident three days ago in the lobby downstairs of the company. He had a cut on his back and blood all over the floor. But all the colleagues in the lobby at the time can prove that he was not attacked by a suspicious person, he just collapsed for no apparent reason."

Al raised his eyebrows: "Cursed spirit?"

"Well, it should be a cursed spirit. After all, ordinary people can't see cursed spirits, right?"

Manami Suda said as she drove: "We called an ambulance and thought the matter was over, but unfortunately, when I visited him yesterday, I found that he was in a very bad condition."

"Is the condition very bad?" Xia Yujie asked, "Is it because the wound has not healed? If that is the case, the wound must have been corroded by the cursed spirit's cursed power, causing the wound to not heal and bleeding profusely."

"You really know a lot." Suda Manami said with relief: "It seems that Kong Shiyu introduced me to a good sorcerer. At least he is not a liar."

Xia Yujie raised his eyebrows: "You know a lot about sorcerers?"

"I worked as a personal sorcerer for a while, but the job was dangerous and insecure, so I quit in the end. Now I work part-time in a very ordinary company."

"It's normal for a personal sorcerer to be unable to continue..." Xia Yujie said gently: "May I ask about your strength?"

Suda Manami shrugged: "Probably - level one?"

Wow.

Level one.

There are only a few first-class sorcerers in the world of sorcery, and this woman can calmly say that she is a first-class sorcerer, which shows that she is very confident in her own strength.

So, what kind of "incident" was it that forced her to ask other sorcerers for help?

When they arrived at the hospital, they met a skinny man.

"Sugada-senpai...you've come to see me again. Ahem, ahem, ahem—"

As the man spoke, he kept vomiting black blood.

Al silently raised his hand and blocked Geto behind him.

The purple-haired hero frowned, lowered his head, and clearly saw green caterpillars wriggling in the black blood coughed up by the man.

This is an ominous and dirty thing that humans should not be contaminated with.

The man who was coughing up blood was completely oblivious to this.

He couldn't see the bugs in the blood, so after a violent coughing fit, he started looking for water.

"Water, water..."

He touched the empty bottle on the bedside and suddenly became furious. He screamed hysterically: "Water! Water! Water! Water!"

Manami Suda opened the door and went to ask the nurse for water. Both Manami Suda and the nurse outside acted as if they were used to it, which showed that it had been like this during her hospitalization.

Xia Yujie quickly glanced at the furnishings in the ward and noticed that the curtains of the ward were pitch black. It was broad daylight, but the ward was dark and stuffy.

He walked over and was about to open the curtain, but the man angrily said, "Don't open it!"

Xia Youjie turned a deaf ear and suddenly opened the curtain halfway. The dazzling sunlight illuminated the bed. The man suddenly cried out and rolled around in pain like a bug.

"...He is afraid of the sun."

After coming to this conclusion, Xia Yujie pulled the curtain back to its original position. Coincidentally, at this moment, the nurse came in with a box of water. Al took the box of water from her, opened it with his own hands, and handed a bottle to the man.

The man immediately got up, unscrewed the bottle cap, and began to drink water in big gulps, like a traveler who had been thirsty in the desert for several days.

Xia Yujie asked the nurse, "Is he drinking so much water these days?"

The nurse was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, you can drink a box a day. It seems that the amount has increased today."

Xia Yujie asked again: "What's wrong with his body?"

The nurse also seemed puzzled: "His wound has healed initially, and there are no other problems after examination. We don't know why he is like this."

"...Is that so? Thank you. You go ahead and do your work. We'll just take care of him here."

The nurse nodded and quickly left the ward.

Manami Suda closed the door of the ward and looked at the man who could not wait to squeeze the second bottle of water and pour it down his throat. She said softly, "Did you see anything?"

Xia Yujie said solemnly, "He is afraid of the sun, keeps taking in water, and becomes irritable... Al, check if there are more bugs in his blood."

Upon hearing this, Al grabbed the man's skinny arm without hesitation. He lightly cut the man's arm with the dagger, and bright red blood flowed out, along with the blood, there were also wriggling insects.

“…”

Manami Sugata frowned.

Xia Yujie's tone was light but firm: "The Polu Demon."