Of course, "Heaven and Curse" must have more than just this one form of expression, there are many more that Gojo Satoru has thought of.

All in all, if only relying on the above information, Gojo Satoru might think that this is a rare "Heaven and Curse" and send him away as an ordinary person.

After all, if it is not necessary, Gojo Satoru actually does not want to drag ordinary people into the corrupt world of the sorcery world.

Unfortunately, in addition to the above information, Gojo Satoru also saw another phenomenon in this young man.

Although the young man did not have any cursed energy on his body at the moment, he saw with his own eyes a sudden surge of cursed energy appearing on the young man's body a few minutes ago when he was exorcising the cursed spirit.

However, the wave only appeared for a very short time, and Rokugan didn't even have time to determine its specific direction. He only knew that it was moving roughly towards the upper body.

In such a short time, ordinary people might suspect that they are dazzled.

But Gojo Satoru never doubted himself, or maybe it was because he was very narcissistic, so he firmly believed that it was because of Thor.

So after receiving a call from his superiors urging him to go back, he even had the leisure and elegance to invite the young man to dinner together.

What? You're asking what to do with the top brass in the magic world? Who cares about those old oranges?

Anyway, there are only a few things to do when he goes back. Rather than going back to be a tool who works hard and is always on the lookout for help, Gojo Satoru now wants to explore the secrets of this young man.

Please, amnesia, cloak, face covering, secret.

These keywords are really attractive, aren’t they?

The two of them had only walked side by side for a short distance when Gojo Satoru became unhappy.

He suddenly stopped and reached out to grab Ji, who seemed to be distracted. As the young man looked back subconsciously, the white-haired man puffed up his cheeks.

"Jijun - I don't want to walk anymore -"

The pale-haired young man blinked in confusion and thought for two seconds. Then he made a gesture of encouragement to Gojo Satoru.

But it was obvious that this 1.9-meter-tall but unexpectedly willful man was not encouraged by his action.

Because the man let go of his hand, ignored his useless action, raised his hand and tapped his chin, approached him with a mysterious look and said, "I have a faster way~ Do you want to try it, Jijun?"

The young man tilted his head, accepting this interaction that had long exceeded the normal social distance. He didn't even think it was strange that Gojo Satoru suddenly didn't want to leave halfway through the walk.

But... a faster way?

Take a taxi?

Thinking of this, Ji turned his head and looked left and right.

Not to mention a car, there was not even a shadow of one.

But he looked at it again, unconvinced, his head shaking left and right, almost like a tossing rattle.

Gojo Satoru jumped in front of him, approached him, and said proudly, "There is no car - it's me! It's me!"

Ji stopped and looked at him, waiting for his explanation.

"I have a spell that can help me teleport. I can be there in a snap."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru saw the young man's eyes in front of him light up.

The grayish-white pupil color was a bit strange, almost blending into the white of the eye, making Ji look like a blind person.

——He and Gojo Satoru standing together might be photographed by some reporter, who knows, and a report saying "Shocking, a blind father and son depend on each other on the street."

"Can you really do this?"

The young man was gesticulating and dancing, much faster than when he was communicating with Gojo Satoru just now, and his excitement was clearly visible.