Chapter 51
"[Trash, think carefully about how to talk to Wu next time before you speak]."
After reading the conflict that had been brought to him as a complaint, Gojo Satoru read the last line of dialogue, which had been relayed to him, word by word into his phone—he even took off his blindfold—before looking up at the black-haired youth sitting in front of him.
"Um?"
When Kazuma Hatori uttered his final, threatening words with a smile, and added a question mark with a rising tone at the end, the threat instantly diminished, and he became even more adorable.
He just went to Shibuya to pick up a student and heard that the son of the head of the Kyoto Zen-in family was about to be beaten to death. He urgently asked Dr. Shoko, who knows the Reversal Technique, to save him. He doesn't even know who the murderer is. How amazing!
Kazuma Hatori blinked his black eyes, which were fixed on Satoru Gojo, and sat in a very obedient posture.
He provoked me first.
After saying that, he took out the transcribed notebook from his pocket and placed it neatly in front of Gojo Satoru.
It means—see, who told him to deliberately not give me the notes and even belittle you? I just punched him a few times, got the notes back, and let him go.
The player was kind; they didn't kill the foul-mouthed one.
Admit his mistake? There's no way he'd admit his mistake. It's normal for players to be belittled by various main and side characters in story-driven games, but that guy actually dared to speak rudely to the beautiful Daigo.
You can criticize him, but you can't criticize the beautiful Da Wu.
Gojo Satoru glanced at the notebook, then looked up at the black-haired youth in front of him, who had his hands on his lap, back straight, and looked every bit the composed, calm, and mature type.
But the truth is, he was able to punch Zenin Naoya so badly on his own turf that the man was nearly killed because Zenin Naoya had deliberately provoked him a few times.
Everyone could see that Zenji Naoya had deliberately provoked Hatori Kazuma, but no one expected Hatori Kazuma to be so ruthless, launching an attack without warning.
Seeing the continuous [Black Flash] that was so easily unleashed as if it were eating or drinking, no one dared to stop Yuuto Kazuma until the very end.
Even Zenin Naoya, a Special Grade 1 sorcerer, was powerless to fight back. Could they be Special Grade sorcerers?
Fortunately, this living devil was somewhat willing to back down and spare Zenji Naoya's life—on the condition that the latter must personally apologize to Gojo Satoru after he recovers from his injuries.
At this very moment, Kazuma Hatori is also using this reason to earnestly defend himself.
"I didn't even kill him."
Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru's expression clearly turned into one of barely suppressed laughter, and he finally reached out to rub the head of the Kamo family, who had stood up for him.
How can he be so cute? This guy always has such a serious face.
"I thought you would force them to eat, or teach them a lesson with your spell."
Every word he uttered was filled with an intimate and joyful smile, and his almost unobstructed blue eyes were also curved upwards; when he leaned forward and reached across the table to ruffle Yuuichi's black hair, his fine, pure white bangs fell softly, the ends swaying with his movements, making him incredibly cute.
"So you ended up punching people? Hmph, you're even more violent than I thought."
"He spoke ill of you."
Hagoromo Kazuma did not resist, but spoke with unusual conviction.
"Haha, quite a few people have said I have a bad personality even to my face, haven't they?"
Gojo Satoru smiled, but as soon as he uttered those words, he saw the other person's previously obedient eyes suddenly turn extremely sharp, as if asking—who else? He'll kill them all.
"…………"
I felt like laughing, but I also thought he was really cute, so I decided to rub his head a few more times!
As for the Zen temple that reported him behind his back, saying that even the most serious disagreements shouldn't have almost resulted in a death? Hey, how do they think that someone who's been badmouthed would be willing to go through the motions of reprimanding the black-haired youth who stood up for him?
Didn't they save that guy with a reversal spell? At least he's alive and kicking again now.
Ultimately, it was because the Zen-in family hadn't obtained enough information, and those old guys were vague and unwilling to reveal details, which led the subordinates to believe that they could deal with Hagoromo Kazuma using ordinary methods.
Satisfied, Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand and then picked up the transcribed notebook that could be considered half-snatched and half-given away.
"All the data was destroyed, leaving only these few who slipped through the net... I really don't want this to happen."
Doesn't this mean that the enemy, besides the General Headquarters, has also planted spies in the Kamo family long ago...? This far-reaching scheme was set up decades ago, and they still don't even know what the other side wants to do.
If he were to rule the world of sorcery, it could be said that he had essentially succeeded the moment he took control of the General Headquarters.
"Um."
Kazuma Hatori turned to the page with the bookmark tucked inside for Satoru Gojo. "This is indeed a spell."
According to the notes, this is a remote linking spell, a general and simple spell used to allow additional spells to be cast on a target remotely, much like how wires need to be laid in advance to transmit electricity.
The person who is afflicted with this spell will have the same curse mark appear on their body as on Tsumiki.
Since this technique was not originally developed for non-spellcasters, it was not specifically noted that it would cause people to fall asleep.
Furthermore, since this was a borrowed copy of a manuscript, the entire text made no mention of the principles behind the activation of the spell, only briefly introducing its effects, and also drew a spell mark on the side as an illustration, taking up a total of half a page.
Gojo Satoru was a little unwilling to give up. He held the page and flipped through it back and forth, then quickly browsed through the entire notebook. He found that apart from the few sentences of introduction, there really was nothing else.
"Hmm... never mind, at least we can be sure it's a spell, not a curse from a spirit."
He propped his head up with his hand and muttered to himself before closing the notebook.
"It's possible that Tsumiki couldn't withstand the power of the spell and fell into a deep sleep... If she weren't a sorcerer, that would be quite possible."
"Is there any way to find out who the murderer is?" Kazuma Hato asked.
Even after finding the notebook, the hidden commission still shows as incomplete... which means he might have to find out who the mastermind is.
"If someone with the same magical power appears in front of me, my eyes will definitely be able to tell them apart."
Gojo Satoru frowned in distress, propping his head up with one hand while fiddling with the now-useless transcribed notebook in the other, turning each page around and making a slight rustling sound.
"But I'm not a dog, and the remnants of cursed power aren't a scent that will stay in one place and wait for me to sniff them out..."
That description is really cute, but Kazuma Hatori thinks that Pretty Daigo is more like a cat than a dog...
Or a snow leopard would also work, since 1.9 meters tall is really big.
Even his little actions of playing with paper were incredibly cute. Kazuma Hatori watched intently, completely forgetting that yesterday when he saw Naoya Zenin treating the notebook like this, he punched him before the other could say a few more words.
"I see."
Kazuma Hagoromo nodded, somewhat regretfully.
"However, although we can't find out who the murderer is for the time being, knowing that this is a spell makes things easier!"
Gojo Satoru's expression brightened again. "We can find a spell tool that can break the spell, and then combine it with a reversal spell to wake Tsumiki up!"
—But this expression only lasted for less than a second before it immediately returned to its wilted state.
Kazuma Hatori was a little confused. "What's wrong?"
"[Heavenly Reversal Blade] - capable of forcibly dispelling all spells"
Gojo Satoru clenched his fist and lightly tapped his head, letting out a dry, light laugh. "I destroyed it 11 years ago!"
"The [Black Rope] can disrupt and cancel out the effects of all spells—"
He tapped his head a second time, then let out a dry, light laugh, "I ruined it last year!"
"..." Kazuma Hagoromo blinked. "Are there any other types of cursed tools?"
Haha—it's gone!
"—"
Kazuma Hatori didn't answer, but instead narrowed his dark eyes slightly, clearly wanting to laugh but forcibly suppressing it.
If he weren't the type to habitually keep a straight face, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold back his laughter.
Gojo Satoru is also innocent in this outcome.
"No matter what, I wouldn't deliberately keep dangerous items that could disrupt my spells..."
Both of these things had caused him trouble before.
However, the quick-witted Gojo Satoru immediately took out his phone, his fingers swiping rapidly to find one of the contacts, and dialed—
"Ah, Yuta, I need you to urgently set off on an overseas mission to find the [Black Rope], and you can't tell anyone! Please! ... Yes, yes, the [Black Rope] that Miguel used. Go back to Africa with him and see if there are any more—that's it, that's right, there aren't any others—thank you, Yuta!"
There's no way to find a second [Heavenly Reverse Blade], but we can still try for [Black Rope]!
That's it,"
Gojo Satoru hung up the phone, his voice, which had just been deliberately softened, immediately returned to its serious tone due to the seriousness of the matter at hand.
"If we're lucky, we can find the [Black Rope] and use it to remove the spell on Tsumiki. When she wakes up, we might be able to find out who the last person she came into contact with before she fell into a coma was."
"After all, according to this handbook, planting a curse requires the sorcerer to come into contact with the person being cursed."
Upon hearing this, the true identity of the mastermind behind the scenes was now very close, and the skill rewards from his domain suddenly seemed very promising.
Yuqu Kazuma breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."
"Alright, let's wait for news from Yuta for now. We'll keep it from Hui for now and give him a surprise later."
As Gojo Satoru clasped his hands in front of him and smiled at Hato Kazuma, the sunlight from the window slid into his azure eyes, which stretched out like a clear sky, giving them a shimmering, pale golden glow as the morning mist and lake surface intertwined.
It was dazzling and magnificent, so beautiful that Kazuma Hatori couldn't take his eyes off it. He even heard the words but didn't understand them, only nodding in response. He seemed quite composed.
However, Gojo Satoru and Hagoromo Kazuma were inseparable during this time, and Gojo Satoru easily noticed that something was wrong with the latter.
While reflecting on himself, he thought, "Is it a bit like cheating to keep taking off my blindfold because I know the other person likes my face?", he also indulged himself, thinking, "Oh well, if they like my face, it's okay to let them look at it a little longer."
Thus, the secret conversation that took place in the classroom ended up with neither of them speaking again, while the handsome Daigo leaned forward, propped his elbows on the table, rested his chin on his palms, and smiled as he let Hatori Kazuma continue to stare blankly at his face.
Just then, the door opened with a clatter, and Kugizaki Nobara's lazy voice rang out.
"Hi—the practice match is over. Gojo-sensei, Kamo-sensei, are you done talking yet... Sorry to bother you."
With a slam, Kugizaki Nobara slammed the door shut again, then turned around to face Fushiguro Megumi and Itadori Yuuji, who were completely bewildered by her series of actions.
The original course arrangement was to invite second-year students to come and practice battles together, with Mr. Gojo providing guidance from the sidelines.
But as soon as Kamo-sensei returned from Kyoto, Gojo-sensei pulled him into an empty classroom, saying it was a secret meeting or something... He didn't come out until the end of the practice match. Instead, Etsu-senpai suddenly received an urgent mission call and left in a hurry.
Now that Kugizaki Nobara is openly going to open the door, why is she suddenly backing out again?
Faced with the confusion of these two students, Kugizaki Nobara thought for a moment, then pointed her thumb backward with a flourish, summarizing succinctly.
"The atmosphere was so dazzling, I almost got blinded by the stars and flowers that popped out of my eyes."
Hisuhito Knotweed and Megumi Fushiguro: "…………"
Ah, I suddenly understand.
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