Chapter 169
According to Gojo Satoru's speculation, someone is secretly helping Hatori Kazuma.
But he had no clue as to who it was.
Strictly speaking, barrier techniques are not a constantly evolving discipline; since their birth in the Nara period, they have been almost entirely mastered by Tengen.
For spells like the one born with a spell pattern that is naturally imprinted on a spellcaster's body, the spellcaster's job is mostly to inject spell power into the imprint to activate the spell pattern and find ways to expand its more powerful derivative applications.
In contrast, while barrier spells are available to all ordinary spellcasters, they still require the spellcaster to possess a certain amount of spell power and the talent to construct spell formulas from scratch within their own body.
[Tent] is actually a simplified application of barrier spells, specifically developed to shield the senses of non-spellcasters.
This includes the pinnacle of sorcery, [Domain Expansion], which contains many elements of barrier magic.
Therefore, barrier magic is actually a skill that requires a certain level of expertise; a strong mage does not necessarily mean that they are proficient in barrier magic.
Of course, Gojo Satoru is both strong and capable; his talent for learning anything is astonishing.
That is why he finds it hard to imagine anyone who could bypass this barrier system built entirely by Tianyuan and silently assist Yizhen.
Could it be Tengen himself?
Gojo Satoru muttered to himself, but he really felt it was unlikely—the other party had absolutely no motive to help Kazuma.
If we really want to get to the bottom of this, then Yizhen and he are the culprits who prevented the Star Essence from assimilating with Tianyuan.
Even now, after the Ryusei-gu Shrine has been repaired, that shut-in has never uttered a single complaint to the outside world, as if...
It no longer exists.
Gojo Satoru was startled by the sudden thought that popped into his head, and quickly shook his head to shake it away.
—His guess is even more outrageous, since all the barriers across Japan are still functioning properly without any abnormalities.
It's just that Gojo Satoru couldn't guess the target, let alone Hato Kazuma.
He did suspect that the system might be blocking it, but since there was no customer service available for the game, he had no way of confirming it.
Following Gojo Satoru's advice, since this situation doesn't currently cause any loss to Hagoromo Kazuma—in fact, it makes his assassination missions much easier—it's best to simply pretend we don't know anything about it.
Kazuma Hagoromo agreed.
In any case, the current management department is already behaving very well, and he won't have much of a chance to make a move for some time to come.
Since he got an apartment to return to, Kazuma Hatake no longer lives in the Pansei-kyo compound, but instead takes the subway or bus to work every day like most believers.
Ayako Sakami assumed that Kazuma Hatori had bought a private apartment and even asked if she needed someone to pick him up and drop him off, but Kazuma Hatori promptly refused.
Just kidding, how could he and Wu's home be known to unrelated people?
Nanako and Mimiko have recently started studying seriously—since Ayako Sakami took over the care of these two children, their upbringing has gradually become stricter.
The curse masters recruited earlier were also assigned by Kazuma Hatake to continue performing exorcisms for the Panxing Cult.
Of course, Xia Youjie's share of the salary was also distributed to them, so no one objected.
Only Xia Youjie, who left alone, needed to be wary of, but unfortunately, the other party remained extremely well hidden; even though Yuqu Kazuma later sent his followers to search for his whereabouts many times, they all returned empty-handed.
They may have gone into hiding abroad, and Xia Youjie's parents have also never returned.
Kazuma Hatori had no other choice but to instruct anyone with a lead to report it to him immediately.
In addition, he made a special trip to the flower and bird market to carefully compare the silver pine needle koi he remembered catching with the one he had caught, and bought one that was almost exactly the same to take home.
He liked the way Wu looked at the fish, like the sun sinking into a gentle, deep sea.
For the rest of his time, Kazuma Hatori spent it with Satoru Gojo.
They can wake up in the same bed, go out together in the morning, discuss what to cook for the day, how to pass the leisurely evening, and finally lie in the same bed again, say goodnight to each other, and fall into a deep sleep.
Countless small moments of happiness accumulate slowly over time, like gentle, warm snowflakes falling into the heart.
They celebrated many festivals together, especially the New Year, when they would go to the shrine to pray for good fortune, draw fortune slips, and then hang the ema (votive plaques) with their wishes written on them on a wooden frame.
No matter how many times, Kazuma Hatori's wish is always the same.
Please give Gojo Satoru all the love he desires.
One year, two years, or seven or eight years, this prayer has never changed.
Every time Kazuma Hato opened his eyes after making a wish, he would see Satoru Gojo beside him with his hands clasped together, looking at him with a soft smile on his lips.
The wish that Wu made was probably related to himself, right?
Kazuma Hatake thought to himself, not entirely sure.
It's hard to imagine that he would have the idea of wanting to be with someone forever in a game...
In fact, it's becoming increasingly intense.
…………
In the winter of 2016, Panxing Sect.
[I want to eat sukiyaki tonight — (pure white cat raises its paws in a peace sign.jpg)]
Okay, I'll go buy groceries.
When mobile phone technology leaped from flip phones with buttons to touch-screen smartphones, Gojo Satoru immediately bought one for each of them and installed the LINE messaging app, which was super popular among young people recently.
This way, they no longer need to send emails back and forth, and they can communicate in real time.
Gojo Satoru is particularly fond of LINE's sticker sending function—after all, he not only enjoys surfing the internet but also loves searching for all sorts of cute pictures—now he finally has a chance to put his skills to good use!
The cute anime high school girl emoji packs that Kazuma Hatake received last week are just the tip of the iceberg.
Wu Tiao Wu even specially found a series of hand-drawn emoticons of Wu Mao Mao, the super popular mascot of Panxing Sect!
I guarantee it will completely bewitch the silly black Shiba Inu, making him nod and agree to whatever he says.
Hmph... Gojo Satoru, a superstar who only had a fleeting moment of fame, is just as popular even if he mimics Satoru the cat!
Oh my, no wonder he's so popular, it's almost become a sweet problem.
Little Wu gradually grew into Big Wu, but when he was happy, he still liked to sway his head back and forth, as if humming a beautiful and melodious tune.
"What's making you so happy?"
Nanami Kento looked around at the gloomy and abandoned house before him, and really couldn't understand what part of it could make Gojo Satoru so happy.
"Secret—secret." Gojo Satoru happily put away his phone. "Nanami will understand later."
This made it sound like Nanami Kento was not just a year younger than him, but ten years younger.
Qianhai Jianren: "..."
Wearing sunglasses, Nanami Kento silently glanced at the phone. "I'm not particularly curious about what you and your partner talked about."
Gojo Satoru let out a long "Eh—" with a beaming smile, "Nanami actually knew I had a lover?"
"...Anyone who doesn't know you have a partner is a dense idiot."
Nanami Kento raised his hand to adjust the dark sunglasses clipped to his nose, feeling an overwhelming urge to sigh, "You never officially went public, but you didn't really try to hide it either."
He could even vaguely guess who it was... but it was best not to casually reveal the name of that curse master who was currently facing an immediate death sentence.
Gojo Satoru roughly guessed what he wanted to say, and after pausing for a moment and realizing that the other party did not intend to mention Hagoromo Kazuma's name, he laughed happily.
"Just as incredible as Nanami returning to become a sorcerer?"
Last year, when I received a call from Qihai·Office Workers·Jianren saying they wanted to visit the college, I thought I had misheard.
"Please don't suddenly steer the conversation towards me," Nanami Kento said, lowering his hand. "I'm just tired of that kind of life, but I don't think being a professional sorcerer is a [right return]."
Hearing Gojo Satoru, who was clearly a senior, reply with a drawn-out "Okay—okay—", Nanami Kento felt a little tired.
He's not a child anymore, so why does he always drag out syllables when he speaks?
—That's because some people like to listen to it.
Kazuma Hatori added a happy black Shiba Inu emoji wagging its tail to Gojo Satoru's reply, "[Yay!]".
He could even imagine the expression on Wu's face when he said those words; it would definitely be incredibly cute...
Yuqu Kazuma was lost in thought for a moment when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door—it was most likely not Ayako Sakami. The Panxing Sect was operating smoothly overall, and she would only come in to report at fixed times.
"Enter."
The one who opened the door was Miguel Ulduar, one of the curse masters Xia Youjie had recruited before.
He is a rare overseas sorcerer and a Black man, said to be from the Kenyan region, whose physical abilities alone surpass those of most Japanese sorcerers.
Miguel told me that there are other sorcerers active in the area, but their numbers are much smaller than in Japan, and they haven't received much formal sorcerer training.
If he hadn't heard that the level of sorcery in Japan was very high—especially Gojo Satoru, who was known as the "strongest" and was always present whenever the topic of sorcery was discussed—he would not have been discovered and recruited into the Panxing Cult by Xia Youjie.
However, for Kazuma Hagoromo, Miguel is now the main force in the exorcism business after Natsuyuki left, so he still needs to pay attention to Miguel's situation.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know how to describe it to you, but it's quite tricky."
Miguel's Japanese had a slight accent, but it was still within the realm of comprehension—though he looked visibly distressed at the moment, adjusting his white soft hat which was drooping to one side before gathering his thoughts and beginning to speak.
“A few days ago, a woman came to us and accused her son of being nearly killed by his classmates and that he is currently in the hospital being treated.”
Just by listening to the beginning, you can't tell whether it has anything to do with cursed spirits.
Kazuma Hatake nodded, signaling Miguel to continue.
"She came through a believer's introduction, hoping we could help get rid of the demon that stuffs people into lockers."
Kazuma Hatake became increasingly confused as he listened: "...Why is stuffing someone into a locker considered evil? Is it school bullying?"
If you're small, you should be able to fit inside.
Miguel's Japanese expression skills need further improvement, so I'll have Ayako Sakami enroll him in a Japanese tutoring class later.
“I was also confused, so I went to see for myself. That devil… no, that brat was the one who was bullied for a long time, until he stuffed all four bullies into a locker.”
Miguel took a deep breath in fear, unaware that he too was about to fall into the hellish abyss of Japanese language intensive training.
"But the real key is... he was cursed by a terrifying vengeful spirit."
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