Fireworks are normal

[The reason why a hell joke is a hell joke is that it is hell.] Feng Zaochu remained calm, [If we continue to develop here... we will probably be able to spawn a lot of hell jokes.]

920, which has gradually become a seasoned expert, has to admit that what Feng Zaoche said does make sense, but it seems to have been obsessed with the pupil setting recently. It left a sentence "I'll find some fun eyes for you, hehe" and ran away.

Normally, he talks even less than Geto Suguru when he has nothing to do. At this moment, he was staring outside as if hanging on the car window. When he came to his senses, he had already returned to the city.

All three seniors can live in the technical high school, but of course, Huihara Yu has to be sent back first.

When the younger generation model Huihara Yu got off the car, he seemed quite reluctant to leave. Fuzaoche looked around again and again, not knowing why, and saw Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru in the corner at the back of the car, laughing so hard that they were crooked and slapping their thighs, looking like a complete loss of their image.

"You wouldn't do anything weird to the juniors who haven't entered school yet, right?" Feng Hayateru questioned.

"How could that be? Do we look like such frivolous people?" Gojo Satoru clapped his hands. "I asked him what he thought of this 'trip'."

Feng Zaoche quickly reloaded his performance in his mind. To be fair, he was satisfied. Apart from the fact that he seemed to have accidentally lost his eyes, he managed to capture a special-grade cursed spirit without getting hurt. Apart from anything else, at least he had no problem expanding a little.

"I think if you didn't instill anything weird in him, there wouldn't be any weird answers." Feng Zaoche said, and naturally raised his eyes to see their reactions, "So what did he say?"

Being able to witness a battle between special-grade cursed spirits with one's own eyes, even if the entire process itself is not worth referring to, is undoubtedly an extremely rare experience for Huiyuan Xiong, who has not yet enrolled.

"Thank you for your care, seniors. I feel my goal has become clearer. Today I saw the unprecedented powerful technique of senior Fuuhaha, and I feel that I have benefited a lot. I must read more theoretical books when I go back."

When Gojo Satoru imitated the humble tone of Haibara Yu and spoke, his voice was like a towel that had been twisted into a knot, with water dripping from it.

"After that, I was kind enough to tell him that this technique was not something that could be found in a book. He was stunned for a moment, but then he said he wanted to read more books." Gojo Satoru spread his hands, "That's about it."

"You two's sense of humor isn't that low, is it?" Feng Zaoche chuckled and didn't believe what he said, but it was indeed very much like Haibara Yu's style. It must be that Gojo Satoru had hidden some key information.

"Well, it's common for young people to be unable to suppress their curiosity." Gojo Satoru shook his head seriously, "He just asked one more question."

Even at this point you're still keeping it a secret.

Feng Zaoche clicked his tongue and slightly opened his lips in a threatening manner - from the known information, everyone knew that his technique needed to be activated by speaking.

Only I know that this is not actually a limitation, but using sound as a medium is indeed faster than simple movements, and I have already done relevant experiments.

"For a technique like this, Kazehaha-senpai, do you need to bring your own props? No, why do you need to bring a skirt? Is there a restriction on wearing a skirt?"

Gojo Satoru continued to laugh in the same way that Haibara Yu had just laughed.

At least the younger generation had just shown him respect, so Xia Yujie, who had regained some of his conscience, did not participate: "He got himself into trouble, it's that simple."

"…No, who among you leaked the matter of the skirt curse?" Feng Zaoche found the key point with his excellent ability of summarizing.

Two hands immediately stretched out, one to the left and one to the right. The two people who were pointing at each other looked at each other, suddenly withdrew their hands, turned their heads away at the same time, and pretended nothing had happened.

Feng Zaoche slammed the car door shut.

"I don't want to ride in the same car with you guys," he announced.

"Then how are you going to get back?" asked Xia Yujie.

Due to the special nature of the college, even if there is sufficient funding, the location is located in a place adjacent to the wilderness. This is why everyone often needs to rely on auxiliary supervisors to drive and pick up when they go on missions.

But there are always special cases, so there is an equally common alternative.

"Take the bus, then walk back." Feng Zao replied calmly, "I'll go see a movie or something. It's a rare day that I don't have any work assigned to me, so of course I have to take a break from my busy schedule."

As soon as he said this, the other two realized that the so-called announcement was just an excuse to run away. One of them made a funny gesture, and the car slowly drove away.

Feng Zaoche then took out his stack of manuscripts from his backpack. After counting the number and confirming that they were correct, he walked towards the west.

He discovered this when he came. Huihara Yu's home was actually not far from his current employer. If he walked, it would only take about 20 minutes to get there at an average speed.

Just as I was about to take out my phone to contact my editor, an auntie with shopping bags came towards me.

Feng Zaoche had not yet changed his uniform. He didn't think much about it and was about to pass by her, but she stopped him.

"Classmate, are you from the Jujutsu High School?"

Although Feng Hayateru is not a serious sorcerer, he has a certain degree of judgment with the help of 920. This aunt is obviously not a sorcerer, but she knows about the high school.

"Yes...you are?" The answer was not difficult to guess, but out of caution, Feng Hayateru still asked.

"I'm Haibara Yu's mother," she said. "Would you like to talk sometime?"

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, he finally returned to the main line of the "home visit" mission. It wouldn't take him much time to submit the manuscript anyway, so Feng Zaoche agreed without hesitation.

Haibara's mother first went back and put the vegetables at home. Fuzaichou stood in a blind spot and heard Haibara Yu greet his mother, then took the vegetables and helped to prepare them.

She did not reveal the existence of Feng Zaoche, but made an excuse that she wanted to meet a friend.

"There's a cafe nearby. Many young people like to go there. I'm sorry for delaying your time today. Let me treat you to afternoon tea." Huihara's mother asked for his opinion with a smile. Feng Zaoche nodded, and she walked to the front to lead the way.

Along the way, Huihara's mother added more details to their family's story.

She is a teacher and Huibara's father is an ordinary office worker. They got married after three years of dating and now have a son and a daughter. The couple are both ordinary people, but both children can see cursed spirits.

"Your daughter also..." Feng Zaoche was a little surprised.

"Yes, she saw them in picture books when she was a child. Those...those monsters looked like them." When Mother Huihara mentioned the cursed spirits, there was a noticeable pause in her voice and her breathing unconsciously became much heavier.

He had heard before that Haibara Yu was unwilling to let his sister join the industry, and he thought this meant that Haibara Yu's sister could use simple techniques, could not see cursed spirits, and could do simple logistical work.

"I took him to see a doctor, and I think that's how I got the news. Someone came to our house and said, 'Your son should go to the Jujutsu High School,' and left a message. My husband and I disagreed. It was a completely unknown field for us." Mother Huihara sighed, "The child didn't want to go either."

She raised her hand to call the waiter, and they each ordered a cup of coffee.

But it is not so easy to hide one’s peculiarities. The first time Huihara Yu revealed his peculiarities was when he was in the third grade of elementary school.

He saw a cursed spirit that hated children entering the school, and he subconsciously rushed out to protect him, but was mistakenly thought to be looking for trouble and was beaten up instead. He never fought back.

Being able to see cursed spirits is "special", and Haibara Yu was warned by his parents since he was a child. He kept this secret very well.

By the year her younger sister was born, Huihara's mother had returned to work and discovered that her son, who should have been home long ago, was nowhere to be found. She ran out in a panic and looked for him everywhere, only to find that he was still in junior high school.

A child died 'accidentally' in school.

"Mom, I saw it, it was it that did it, but I couldn't do anything. By the time I reacted, that classmate had already, had already..." Xiao Huiyuanxiong said to her with sobs, opened his arms to her and hugged her tightly.

When such an accident happened, the children would naturally leave if they could. The teacher also said that if it was inconvenient for them to call their parents, they could go and contact them. If they really couldn't remember their family members' phone numbers, they could contact them on their behalf.

In the end, only Huihara Yu was left alone in the school, staying there silently until now.

"I still remember the look of despair on Xiong's face. He was such an optimistic child, and I was always proud of him..." There was a lingering melancholy between Huihara's mother's brows.

After that day, Huihara Yu changed his mind. He dug out the note that could contact the world of sorcery that he had kept at home and used it as a medium to begin absorbing knowledge related to the world of sorcery and prepare for the future.

"My opinion, as well as that of the two students who just left, is that it is better to take the initiative than to sit and wait for death." Feng Zaoche paused, "After all, you know that the cursed spirits really can..."

murderous.

Maybe it's due to his personality. If he were in Haibara Yu's position, he would definitely insist on going to the Jujutsu High School from the beginning.

If he is destined to die, he must take two away first before he dies. If he has to fill this void with his life, he must get something in return, otherwise it would not be worth it.

If you don't want to learn how to be a sorcerer, you must learn how to live in a peaceful manner in this world where cursed spirits exist.

It is certainly safer to watch cursed spirits harming people and live in fear that your sight might be discovered, but living in fear and depression is also a price to pay.

"I know. We agreed to it during that time. I even found a sorcerer and asked him to teach Xiong a lot of knowledge. But less than half a year later, he was killed by a cursed spirit while on a mission."

Mother Huihara's hand, which was holding the handle of the cup, tightened unconsciously.

"The death rate of sorcerers is not low, and the job itself is depressing, but after dealing with him, I actually felt relieved."

Feng Zaoche carefully considered his words, and finally said, "If I hadn't heard you say it, I probably wouldn't have guessed that he had such an experience. This shows that his ability to heal himself emotionally is very strong, which is something that no one I know, including me, can do."

"To be honest, both options have their pros and cons. I dare not say that he will not encounter any accidents after entering the industry, but I also don't think that he will be safe if he does not enter the industry."

The dilemma is really difficult to make, especially when it involves a matter of life and death. Haihara's mother did not firmly object, but was just hesitant. There was no quarrel between the mother and son, which shows that the family atmosphere is indeed good.

"He told me that when he has learned enough and become a qualified sorcerer, he will come back to protect Xiao Kui and teach her how to protect herself. That way, she won't have to go on missions and take such high risks shuttling back and forth between life and death."

The steam from the coffee gradually rose up and gradually enveloped the face of Huihara's mother in front of him.

The world of sorcery will not force a talented person to give up entering the profession. Even if a sorcerer is estimated to never have enough manpower in his next lifetime, this can be regarded as a tacit unspoken rule.

Although it is a pity, giving up itself requires them to pay a high price without having to do anything. Those who choose to give up will never be able to turn back, no matter how hard they try, whether it is out of fear or discouragement.

"I can see that Huibara is indeed planning to go to a technical high school. This is a decision he made after careful consideration. In this case, if I have to choose, I will respect him." Feng Hayato folded his hands, "Auntie, there is a saying that 'when in a state of near death, even ordinary people will become able to see cursed spirits'. I have always thought this saying is very interesting."

"For those who can see cursed spirits, this means they are in a state of near death at all times."

When walking out of the cafe, Feng Zaoche knew that Huihara's mother would not object to Huihara Yu's decision this time.

"In fact, I am still worried about Xiong. I am afraid that he might get into trouble someday. But he will obviously have a group of very good classmates in the future. This makes me feel relieved. If Xiong is surrounded by the same kind of people, he should be happier."

"You have already figured it out." Feng Zaoche replied.

…

"Weren't you chased away by Mr. Yemo to watch the students who will be enrolling next year? How are you?" Ieiri Shoko was passing by the corridor in front of the door and was about to go to the school infirmary when she ran into Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru who had returned.

"Normal person./Good person." Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru answered at the same time.

These two answers are undoubtedly connected in the context of Ieiri Shoko - what is that person's personality like, is he suitable for the profession of a sorcerer, and are there any hidden dangers?

"Normal people? That's great. We already have people who are intermittently crazy, people who go crazy from time to time, people who don't look crazy but are actually crazy. The hospital beds are almost full." Jiairi Glass criticized the classmate rudely, and finally returned to the first three words with a sigh, "Normal people..."

"Noseko, have you ever seen a part of the body that cannot be restored because of a curse?" Xia Yujie suddenly asked.

"Ah, you mean that guy? I think his eyes just changed color, but he can still see. It's okay, just think of him as wearing cosmetic contact lenses." Gojo Satoru pushed his sunglasses, "There is no cursed energy left to eliminate the effect, even the reversal technique can't cure it."

He briefly explained the details of Feng Zao Tetsu's exorcism of the cursed spirit. Ieiri Naoko listened for a long time with a frown on her face, and gave her own conclusion: "It should be repairable, but the damage left by the special attack is not felt at all. This is not normal. Haven't you considered a possibility?"

The two faces looked over with the same blank expression.

"For example, he couldn't stop the attack that time, and could only ensure his survival by sacrificing something. When you weren't seeing it, could he have already replaced his eyes?" Ieiri Glass said shockingly.

The silent atmosphere lasted for nearly half a minute, and the three of them looked at each other.

This is actually a reasonable and plausible explanation, because there is a detail that they did not add just now. When Feng Zaoche appeared, there were two bloodstains on his face, which were obviously from his eyes.