Chapter 006: Jay Becomes a Policeman

Everything seems to be going smoothly, and ordinary people who are reckless and ignorant will die at the hands of the cursed spirits without knowing their own limitations.

But reality is always full of drama. A dazzling and terrifying blue light ball fell from the sky, landing directly on the cursed spirit with unstoppable momentum.

There was a deafening sound of the ground cracking, and the cursed spirit disappeared from everyone's sight without even uttering its last sound.

Following the stunning momentum attack, Gojo Satoru landed on the ground with his hands in his pockets. His expression could not be seen, only his slightly pursed lips.

The moment she saw Gojo Satoru, Chidori knew she was safe now. She breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously relaxed.

But Gojo Satoru looked like he didn't want to let the person in front of him go. God knows how he felt when he saw an ordinary person like Geto Suguru standing in front of the cursed spirit.

"Are you crazy? If you want to die, you don't have to choose this method." Gojo Satoru's voice was unexpectedly calm, but perhaps only he himself knew how much anger was hidden in it.

The person being questioned looked innocent, then waved his hands and explained: "I calculated it, and that position is just right, Hui's...helping position can help me avoid fatal injuries."

Chidori said it lightly, without mentioning anything other than the fatal wound, or the low success rate of this method.

The Gojo Satoru in front of him was obviously a second-hand preparation. Otsukotsu Yuta would definitely tell Gojo Satoru the news of his disappearance, so it wouldn't take long for this guy to arrive.

Of course, this preparation was obviously a complete gamble, and he was not very sure, it was even just a small guess.

Fushiguro Megumi looked between the two of them and asked in confusion: "Do you know each other well?"

There is no one in the world of sorcery who doesn't know Gojo Satoru, but it is the first time that Megumi Fushiguro has seen Gojo Satoru as someone other than an acquaintance of his students.

And they obviously have a good relationship, otherwise Gojo Satoru wouldn't have reacted so strongly.

As soon as he spoke, Chidori instantly remembered the injuries on the child's body and the man hiding in the corner.

Fushiguro Megumi seemed to have guessed what he was thinking and waved his hands to indicate that he was fine. For a sorcerer, this was nothing.

But the man in the corner was not in such a good mood. After witnessing with his own eyes that terrifying cursed spirit being destroyed so easily, he was obviously shaking even more violently.

The two people next to him didn't show any intention of comforting him. Chidori frowned slightly, but still walked towards him.

In such a special place, he didn't call an ambulance, so it would be better to let the man go to the hospital by himself.

It was obviously he who bandaged the man first, and now he is also the one who is indifferently thinking about letting him be self-sufficient.

Chidori didn't think there was anything wrong with her thinking. She smiled gently and was about to say something when the other party spoke first.

Those eyes were filled with fear and disgust, and he waved his hands in despair as if that would disperse them.

"Get out! Get out! You, all of you, are monsters!!!"

His voice was so shrill that no emotion could be heard. He did not show any joy at being rescued. Instead, he was full of disgust towards his savior.

That full of resentment and fear was an emotion that he had not experienced even when he had just seen the curse spirit.

Chidori fell silent after seeing his emotions. His brows wrinkled even tighter with awareness. As if remembering something, he turned to look at the two sorcerers behind him.

The two of them looked like they were used to it, as if they were used to being disliked and hated by the people they protected.

This... this is not right.

Some people deserve praise and gratitude instead of accepting hostility and licking their wounds alone, over and over again, which only deepens the scars.

Just like when he was a policeman, even though there would occasionally be negative news about them in the news media, at least most people were grateful and happy when they received help.

Every profession has its rightful owners, but if it only brings pain to others, then it would be too unfair to the people in this profession.

The smile on Chidori's face had disappeared, and his gentle temperament gradually faded. It was obvious that he was angry.

But he said nothing. He just lowered his eyes to the man lying on the ground and trembling, and said softly, "You should find a hospital as soon as possible."

After saying that, he walked towards the alley entrance. After walking for a while, he turned back and looked at Gojo Satoru and Fushiguro Megumi and asked in confusion, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, pulling Fushiguro Megumi beside him, "Let's go, the people at the window will come to deal with it later, Megumi didn't let you go, right?"

When the sorcerer is exorcising a cursed spirit, he or she must lower the [tent] to prevent the cursed spirit from being seen by ordinary people and causing greater panic.

If those people knew that it was Megumi Fushiguro who did it this time, they would definitely complain a lot. It would be better to take the blame on myself. Anyway, those idiots wouldn't dare to do anything to me.

Gojo Satoru thought it was a matter of course, dragged people away, and followed Chidori, saying that he wanted to go to a very famous dessert shop on this street.

"Ah, the strawberry parfait in that shop is super delicious. Let's go, it'll be a waste of our trip if we miss it."

Gojo Satoru's tone jumped, but he didn't mean to refuse anyone at all. Or rather, he didn't mean to refuse Chidori.

Fushiguro Megumi's injury still needed to be treated, so he said hello and waited for the people at the [Window] to take him away. It was obvious that he didn't really want to go have dessert with Gojo Satoru.

Chidori did not refuse. Since he was caught by Gojo Satoru, it would not be so easy to escape, and he had already gained enough today.

Even though he was sitting in a dessert shop decorated in a pink girlish style, Chidori still had a gentle smile on his face, making people subconsciously ignore his dirty white shirt.

His smiling fox eyes made it impossible to tell his emotions, the white mist from the hot coffee blurred his face, and his scattered black hair did not make him look feral at all.

It can be seen that he has worked out well. His body is outlined by solid but not prominent muscles. His narrow waist and broad shoulders are a very popular type.

Gojo Satoru could see that he was truly calm and not just pretending.

So he knew very well that Geto Xia Yu, who was sitting opposite him, was an excellent adult.

He is an adult who is strong and stable both physically and mentally, and spiritually. At least he is much better at faking his emotions.

It is even more incomprehensible why such a seemingly sensible person would do such a stupid thing.

"Alas," Chidori sighed, and casually pushed the loose hair that was clinging to her neck back, and laughed softly, "If you don't eat the parfait, it will melt."

Gojo Satoru bit his spoon and mumbled, "It's really lame to come to a dessert shop to drink coffee."

"Really?" Chidori said casually, and the black tea ordered by Gojo Satoru also came up. He naturally picked up the sugar jar beside him and stuffed half a cup of sugar into it.

Gojo Satoru held his chin with his hand and said nothing. He knew that this was the sugar level he liked best, and Geto's movements were so natural that it seemed as if it was supposed to be that way.

Chidori pushed the cup of black tea with sugar in front of Gojo Satoru, paused as if she had realized what was happening, smiled gently at him, and wanted to say something.

"Why do you want to see the cursed spirit?"

Gojo Satoru spoke first, and his voice was not as casual and frivolous as usual, but calm and serious.

Even with half of his face covered by a bandage, after the relaxed demeanor faded, what remained was the strongest indifference at the top of the world.

Perhaps because he was born into a noble family, Gojo Satoru's every move, though casual, still carried a unique dignity.

The aura of such a superior made Chidori a little dazed, and her fingers twitched unconsciously.

...It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Gojo Satoru with such momentum.

"What are you thinking about?"

Nothing can be hidden from Six Eyes, not to mention that the person in front of him suddenly showed some nostalgic and happy emotions, so he couldn't help but speak.

Chidori lowered her eyes, took a sip of coffee, and said softly with a smile: "When we first met, he was like this too, saying he wanted to fire me."

He seemed to just be saying this casually, looking up at Gojo Satoru and answering his original question: "Because only by seeing it can you know what kind of existence the sorcerer is facing."

What kind of monster is the sorcerer fighting against, and what kind of mood is he in standing at the forefront?

Gojo Satoru did not speak, but Chidori continued: "So, it is so terrible, a collection of the most primitive and pure malice, and every time it happens, it is facing death."

His voice was still calm, but Gojo Satoru could tell that what he said was true.

What this Geto Summer Oil is going to do, and perhaps it is not inferior to the so-called righteousness of Geto, and Gojo Satoru sees his determination.

Not everyone can rush in front of a cursed spirit knowing his own weight.

Anyone who does this is either a fool or a lunatic. Obviously, the person in front of me is a lunatic.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, but Chidori placed the coffee cup on the table with a thud. Her smile faded, and what remained was a burning determination.

"I met a man today who, in my world, is a criminal worthy of being sentenced to death countless times."

His voice was still soft, but it was filled with irrefutable firmness.

They all know that although their experiences are different, the personalities of people they are familiar with are generally the same, which can also be considered a basis.

Therefore, the sinner he was talking about might be a criminal who uses spells in this world of spells.

"I want to," Chidori swallowed the second half of the sentence, gritted her teeth and continued, "Catch him, no matter the cost."

"Besides, you want to change this world of magic, right? This world of magic is wrong and it violates the law. You and I both know this."

This is also the reason why Geto Suguru in this world chose this path. They both wanted to change the world of magic, but their paths diverged.

He knew very well that Gojo Satoru was not a person who followed the rules, and that this visitor from another world was obviously a very good opportunity.

Chidori's thoughts were racing, completely immersed in his own world. He didn't think Gojo Satoru would reject this proposal.

"Even if it's Geto Suguru in this world, I have the confidence to convince him and make him and us," Chidori continued to speak. He seemed to have been dissatisfied with this world for a long time, but he was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Jie." Gojo Satoru suddenly spoke. His voice was like a basin of ice water poured onto Chidori, calming the excited person down instantly.

The clear eyes beneath the bandage looked at him, able to see his every breath, his accelerated heartbeat, and even the flow of his blood.

Chidori was already prepared, and no matter what Gojo Satoru said, he was confident that he could answer correctly.

But Gojo Satoru is always the unexpected person, and he is always as powerful as Geto imagined.

Gojo Satoru spoke again, but it was not the question Chidori had expected:

"Jay, why did you ignore that ordinary person at that time? Aren't you a policeman?"