Chapter 005: Jay Becomes a Policeman
Gojo Satoru was not at all surprised that the visitor from another world disappeared. He said a few soothing words to the students on the other end of the phone, then hung up with a joke.
Even though this Geto seems to be calmer and gentler than the crazy Geto who is on the verge of collapse in this world.
I have to say, that look is exactly the Geto that Gojo Satoru imagined when he was in high school, except that he is not that serious.
But he also understood that since he was Geto, his nature was the same and he was rebellious at heart.
He told Yega Masamichi that there was no need to meet that Summer Oil Geto, wasn't it because he wanted to see what this Summer Oil Geto was obsessed with?
Xia Youjie is willing to give everything for his justice and ideals, regardless of the consequences and cost.
The purpose of this world is to kill all ordinary people and create a paradise for sorcerers, so what about him?
Gojo Satoru stroked his cell phone. Without the casual smile he always had, his face covered by a bandage looked more mysterious and cold.
Even though people around him say that he looks like a bandage freak, in fact, with Gojo Satoru's figure and temperament, anyone with a discerning eye can see his dignity when he stands on the street.
Ijichi, who was driving in front, pursed his lips and tensed his body unconsciously. He felt that Mr. Gojo was in a bad mood.
Gojo Satoru's phone vibrated silently. Ijichi didn't dare to look at it again. After a few seconds, he heard Gojo Satoru speak: "Ijichi, do you remember the location of Yuta's mission today?"
He actually knew this, after all, he was the one who personally selected Otsutsuki Yuta's mission for Gojo Satoru.
Gojo Satoru yawned, and his cold and hard demeanor softened, turning into the Gojo Satoru that everyone saw again.
"Let's go. If you don't arrive in ten minutes, your salary will be deducted."
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It's him, that guy!!!
Almost at the moment when she saw that seam, Chidori's so-called calm and relaxed attitude disappeared in an instant.
Anger spread throughout his body, and countless memories that caused him pain all night long but could not be forgotten emerged. The first thought that popped into his mind was:
Kill him! Kill him!! Kill him!!!
As if bewitched by such thoughts, Chidori uncontrollably took a step forward, wanting to catch up with that person.
[Chidori! Chidori!!] 022 looked at the person who couldn't hear what he was saying, and he hardened his heart and sent out an electric current to wake the other person up.
The uncontrolled electric current stopped even the trained Chidori. He frowned and seemed to have regained his thoughts.
He quickly changed his position. After all, his vision just now must have been amazing. That person was extremely sensitive.
It was not until he was some distance away from his original position that Chidori came to his senses. The emotions that dominated him just now were those of Ma Jia, so strong that they even made him forget himself for a moment.
Chidori wanted to rub her brow, but she found that her palm was covered in blood, which was caused by the nail prick caused by the excitement just now.
He lowered his eyes and looked at his palms, but his emotions were difficult to calm down, and the anger in his heart was gradually increasing.
His bun had fallen out at some point, brushing softly over his neck. Feeling itchy, Chidori raised her head and saw the large billboard on the street opposite.
The billboard advertised a well-known beverage brand, but the person holding the drink was not the person he remembered.
This trance made him more sober. He knew that the billboard should have shown Gojo Satoru's confident and proud smile. No one would not stop for such a smile.
Occasionally, he would take pictures and show them to others when passing by, and say something teasing or complimenting.
But this world is different, so... another world cannot be substituted here.
It was him, he was too immersed in the role, too confident of victory.
After a moment's silence, he raised his head again, his face had regained its composure. He took out a rubber band from his pocket and naturally and skillfully gathered up his black hair into a round and beautiful bun.
Maybe the person with those characteristics is not the one in his memory, but he can't miss any possibility, this is a world of spells.
Chidori put on the hat she had just picked up from the car, recalled the direction the man had walked, and lightened her pace to follow.
But Chidori's luck seemed to have always been bad. That person disappeared in the crowd on the street like a shadow.
He sighed silently, and walked into the alley next to him without any hope. He stopped abruptly when he saw the scene in front of him.
A man with an injured arm was lying on the ground as if he had received some serious shock, and standing in front of him was a boy with a black sea urchin head.
He was wearing simple casual clothes and making shadow puppet-like gestures. His whole body was tense and he was extremely alert.
The two people's gazes fell on the air at the same time, and Chidori subconsciously looked in that direction.
Nothing...
All that came into view was the dirty, dark road stretching out; Chidori saw nothing else.
He quickly realized what the two people encountered. It was what he had just come into contact with in the past two days - a cursed spirit.
And standing in front of them was also a familiar person in their memory.
Perhaps the sudden appearance of someone at the alley startled the other party and distracted his attention. In Chidori's eyes, a bloody cut appeared on his thigh, with the skin and flesh rolled up and blood flowing.
"Mei!" When Chidori saw the wound, she called out subconsciously and even took a few steps forward.
The boy who was called just paused, but he knew very well what he should do now, and just shouted coldly: "Stop, leave now! Turn around and leave!!"
Fushiguro Megumi felt that it was a bad day to go out today. She originally just wanted to go to the supermarket to replenish her daily necessities, but she didn't expect to hear a cry for help and feel the breath of the cursed spirit when she passed by.
He walked towards the alley quickly without hesitation, but frowned when he saw the cursed spirit in front of him.
Judging from the cursed energy emitted, the cursed energy in front of him is no less than level two, but in reality, Megumi Fushiguro himself has not learned it systematically.
But the man behind him had an injured arm and looked mentally vulnerable, so he had to act quickly.
But he didn't expect that just as he summoned the jade dog, another person appeared at the alley.
He was so rushed that he didn't have time to think about releasing the account. What a miscalculation.
Although he didn't know why this person knew his name, he didn't have the energy to protect one more person.
Since the man was not injured, the right thing for him to do was to turn around and run away.
One white and one black jade dog bit the terrifying cursed spirit, but the cursed spirit didn't care who it was fighting.
It was like a lump of flesh with countless eyes, making a hoarse and unpleasant sound: "Look, just take a look, just once."
"Tsk." Megumi Fushiguro couldn't help but let out a sound of disgust. No matter what kind of cursed spirit caused by human resentment this disgusting thing was, he was the only one who could stop him now.
He did not lose focus any more, and without any hesitation, he rushed straight towards the cursed spirit in front of him and cooperated with the jade dog.
Chidori did not rush forward, he knew very well that he could not help much, after contacting Gojo Satoru immediately, he dragged the injured man away as fast as he could.
"Don't you have any cursed power?" Chidori asked doubtfully. Since you can see the cursed spirits, why don't you fight them?
The man was terrified when he heard this, as if he was listening to a ghost story. "What are you talking about?! What is this monster? It's so scary! Am I going to die? I don't want to die!"
His spirit was in danger. Chidori looked over again, but still saw nothing. So... could ordinary people see such existence under extreme stimulation?
Even though the man's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up, he still struggled with his hands and feet to leave this place.
But suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his arm again, and he looked in horror at the man who had just pulled him in.
The other person was wearing a clean white shirt, and his smile to me was so gentle and soothing. He looked no different from a college student.
If the man hadn't deliberately pressed on his wound, he might have been more in line with this image.
"Sir, I have contacted professionals and will simply treat your wound. If you move, you will lose more blood and your arm may become disabled."
A clear male voice sounded, and his hands did not stop moving as he spoke. He tore off the victim's clothes cleanly and quickly treated the wound.
The whole process took less than a minute. The young man pushed the man into the corner, stood up, and rushed towards...to the alley without hesitation.
Wait, what is this guy going to do? Can't he see that there is a monster over there? Does he want to die?
He curled up in the corner. If that person wanted to die, he could die. He would not do that.
…People who can see such monsters, and even fight against them, and still die without hesitation, these people, these people must also be monsters!!
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Chidori knew very well what she was doing, and she also knew that an ordinary person would be seeking death if he rushed in like this.
But... although he couldn't see the cursed spirits, nor the spells cast by Megumi Fushiguro, he could see the surrounding environment.
After being checked by those students yesterday and today, he was sure that his physical fitness was not inferior to theirs.
The dust flying up during the battle, Megumi Fushiguro's fighting style and line of sight, it seems that he is using two cursed beings to help Megumi Fushiguro fight, and he is obviously intending to lead them.
However, although he could guess the current battle situation through speculation, he knew that he could not help much.
All he could do was not to be a drag. Ordinary people's attacks could not cause any harm to such an existence.
So he certainly didn't do this for such an innocent purpose as helping to get rid of the cursed spirit. Chidori still had some self-awareness.
It’s just… since ordinary people can see the existence of cursed spirits under stimulation, then of course he can too.
It is not enough to just understand the world of magic. Without seeing it with your own eyes, everything is just talk.
Now that he has decided what to do, he must disregard everything, including his own life.
For the sake of ideals and justice, all actions are meaningful.
Fushiguro Megumi obviously noticed Chidori's move to enter the battle area. He was surprised and wanted to scold her, but was shouted back by her: "Focus! You are a sorcerer, right? I am not here to hinder you."
He said simply, and Fushiguro Megumi thought he was also a sorcerer passing by, but there was no cursed energy emanating from him. Could he be weaker than him?
But he didn't have time to think any further. He had to take the cursed spirit in front of him 100% seriously and not let him leave the alley easily.
Chidori was indeed not a hindrance as he said. On the contrary, he was just observing the surroundings. Occasionally, when he saw the flying dust, he knew that it was an attack coming towards him, so he quickly dodged.
His white shirt was already stained just from dodging, and a few strands of hair fell out of his bun, but it did not disturb his master's unblinking concentration at all.
Finally, he saw the opportunity he had been waiting for.
After observing Megumi Fushiguro's expression and body movements, Chidori ran quickly and bumped into the unsuspecting Megumi Fushiguro.
The next moment, he felt a chill, as if he had stepped into another world. He was enveloped by a stinging coldness and murderous aura, as if he could feel the dense resentment and bestial murderous intent in his soul.
He was going to die. Such a thought seemed to pop up directly in his blank mind. It was an instinct beyond reason.
Cold sweat could not be controlled, but the person surrounded by such an atmosphere gritted his teeth and raised his head.
Although there was an instinctive fear on his face, his eyes did not blink, and he stared at the existence that seemed to have suddenly appeared in front of him with shocking brightness.
A wriggling mass of flesh as big as a truck, covered with eyes that opened and closed. Countless strange bloodshot eyes all fell on him without any emotion.
But these are not important. What is important is
——He saw that the one in front of him was the cursed spirit.
The cursed spirit seemed to be faster than him, as if it could devour him without moving, and it let out a sharp, inhuman cry.
The meat ball suddenly grew huge, and countless eyes were filled with appetite and joy. It had even touched the human in front of it, and it let out a "hehe" laugh of anticipatory enjoyment.
It accepted the food without hesitation!