The red silk thread vaguely entangled the white-haired man kneeling on the ground.

His white hair seemed a little messy, his pale blue eyes blinked gently, and his long snow-white eyelashes swept across.

He had a very handsome and delicate appearance, and his body wrapped in a black uniform was slender and strong. The muscles of his thighs were slightly bulging because he was kneeling on the ground. Because his kneeling posture was not very standard, the whole person had a more romantic charm. Not to mention that at this moment, he was entangled and tied up by red silk thread, and the light red marks on his wrists made the slender and powerful hands look even more taboo.

He knelt there in a passive posture. Perhaps because he had been kneeling for too long, the man was breathing softly, his Adam's apple rolling slightly, his breathing was suppressed and intermittent, and his voice was magnetic and seductive.

Although it was clearly a state and posture of being in a disadvantageous position, it looked somewhat erotic, with a kind of sexiness that an adult could hardly describe.

At this moment, he just knelt on the ground, raised his head slightly, and stared at the woman in front of him who was most familiar to him with a provocative look in his eyes, which were always full of planning.

A hint of depth flashed in his pale blue eyes, and he raised his head provocatively, with a smirk on the corner of his lips, "Is that it? You are not cruel enough, Mio Mio."

"What else?" The woman had a face he was most familiar with, but even with the same face, the same arrogance, and the same technique, Gojo Satoru knew that the person in front of him was not Kagura Mio.

He looked at the woman in front of him, who was walking towards him step by step, her fingertips lightly sliding across the side of his face, and asked him in an interested tone: "The so-called strongest human is just this."

She quietly increased the output of cursed power, and the red silk thread instantly surged with tremendous cursed power. She looked at the man in front of her, who should have been in extreme pain, and endured it in silence. His pale blue eyes only had her reflection.

Beads of sweat began to appear on Gojo Satoru's forehead. He chuckled softly, his voice revealing a hint of laziness, "Mio Mio, you stare at me like this..."

The man narrowed his eyes, and his pale blue eyes flashed with undisguised mockery, "...Could it be that you can't help it?"

He licked the corner of his lips slowly, with a smile, "Do you like me like this, or do you like me to resist more fiercely?"

He spoke in a long, low and hoarse tone, "Alas, Kagura Mio, so many years have passed, and your interests are still so special."

Ridiculous.

Did he think he could escape the fate of the ritual?

In this vast universe, everyone is a slave to cause and effect. This is her fate, his fate, and cannot be disobeyed.

So the woman in front of him just smiled, and no emotion could be heard in her tone, "Do you think you can wake him up like this?"

"I'm not your sweetheart, I'm not Kagura Mio."

"Of course you're not her." Gojo Satoru took a shallow breath, then continued, "But, 'you' are Kagura Mio."

"You are Kagura Mio?"

In this fictional world, with a chaotic consciousness, Kagura Mio felt that she was no longer human.

She couldn't feel her own existence, let alone her own body. She seemed to be forcibly hidden in the dark side of her consciousness, with nothing around her except darkness.

She should have known.

This was the fear she had hidden for twenty-eight years, the fate she had tried desperately to suppress in her life but to no avail.

But she instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

She wanted to go out, she heard someone calling her, her mind told her that she should overcome it all -

but her self-awareness drifted farther and farther away, with no end, until those words were like a powerful blow that broke through the realm, shattering a corner of her dark world -

"Are you Kagura Mio?"

The first time she heard these words was when she was five years old.

She was born into a family of sorcerers in Kyoto. Although her ancestor was not particularly famous, she was at least a lady from a family of sorcerers.

She was supposed to grow up with the awakening technique, learn how to control the technique, and then enter the Kyoto Jutsu High School to study. But everything changed the trajectory of her life because of the awakening of her technique -

her technique was too powerful.

Thousands of years ago, her ancestors were sorcerers who were comparable to the three great families in the world of sorcery: the Gojo family, the Kamo family, and the Zenin family. However, because their techniques could not be passed down, they gradually declined, and later the three great families became the dominant ones.

And such a magical technique was unexpectedly passed down by her a thousand years later.

The Kagura family, which boasted the best resources, was unable to successfully train her, so she was sent to the Gojo family for foster care, to study with the legendary six-eyed godchild of the Gojo family.

In fact, at the beginning, the Gojo family did not think that she had the talent to study with Gojo Satoru, but the strange compatibility of the two people's techniques made them collectively silent.

The reason is simple, Kagura Mio's technique is called "Ninety-nine Quartets". The core of the technique is resonance. She can use her own magic to adapt to every existence with cursed power, whether it is a human, an object or a cursed spirit.

If used properly, she can enable the person to achieve the most enhanced form of his or her own technique.

There is no one who doesn't want to become stronger. Countless people are flocking to Kagura Mio's technique. After learning the specialness of her technique, the Kamo family and the Zenin family also tried to snatch her away. In the end, because Kagura Mio prefers Tokyo, she chose the Gojo family. Although the six-eyed god of the Gojo family was born in Kyoto, she grew up in Tokyo.

When they met for the first time, the arrogant Goddess asked her, "Are you Kagura Mio?" Kagura Mio replied without hesitation, "Are you Gojo Satoru?"

The little white-haired boy stared at her for a few seconds and laughed with interest: "You are quite interesting."

From then on, the two of them attended classes and lived together, and they were childhood sweethearts.

Until I went to attend the Tokyo Jujutsu High School.

Afterwards, Jia Ru Xiao Zi still remembered that it was a sunny day. Everything is just right.

At that time, she had just learned that a transfer student was coming, and her first reaction was, "Ah? A young lady from Kyoto?"

It sounded like she would be a rare species in the technical high school - at least that young master didn't act like a young master at all.

The always lawless white-haired classmate next to her rubbed his hair, crossed his legs on the desk, and acted like a big boss, "Hehe, you don't know that person..."

Geto Suguru showed a thoughtful expression and accurately grasped the point: "It looks like you two know each other very well?"

Gojo Satoru put his feet down from the desk, grabbed his coat from the back of the chair, and walked out of the classroom to greet the new students: "It's okay, we just grew up together."

"But seriously, don't be fooled by that guy's appearance--"

"Hello everyone, I'm Kagura Mio, I'm very happy to be friends with you all, please give me your advice."

The girl who spoke was wearing the same uniform as the technical high school. Although she came from a large family, she did not wear the Japanese-style modified technical college uniform, but instead wore a very "Kagura Mio" style - a pleated skirt and a well-cut short jacket, with a Japanese-style shirt underneath, no stockings, and a pair of leather shoes on her feet.

She's a pretty gentle-looking lady.

This is what Ieiri Shoko thought in her heart.

"Finally a girl is here." Ieiri Shoko looked at Kagura Mio, and the teardrops at the corners of her eyes curved along with her smile, "Hello, Ieiri Shoko, in charge of medical care."

Suguru Geto also extended his hand out of courtesy to greet Kagura Mio, "Sutsumi Geto, the technique is the cursed spirit manipulation technique."

"Then can't you control the cursed spirits?" Kagura Mio blinked her long eyelashes and asked as if she was a little curious.

"Yes." Geto Suturu answered readily, "I'll have a chance to show you next."

"Is that so..." As if automatically blocking the young man next to her who was nearly 1.92 meters tall, Kagura Mio naturally skipped over Gojo Satoru and turned her gaze to the people present. "My technique is 'Ninety-nine Quartets'. It's difficult to describe in theory. Shall I show you?"

Neither of them had any objections, until they saw the gentle and generous young lady in front of them turn her face towards Gojo Satoru: "Satoru, let's fight?"

Geto Suturu & Ieiri Shoko: Things are gradually becoming interesting.

Gojo Satoru, who was standing at the very edge and was ignored from beginning to end, took off his sunglasses lazily, leaned forward slightly, turned his face to the left, and looked at Kagura Mio with a speechless expression, "Hey, don't I say, Mio, can't you see there's a super handsome guy standing here?"

Kagura Mio raised her eyebrows, poked Gojo Satoru's cheek with her fingertips, then looked at the boy opposite with a disdainful expression, "Even if you say I'm a super handsome guy, Gojo Satoru, I won't forgive you."

"Then just don't forgive me."

Kagura Mio cast her gaze at Geto Suguru and Ieiri Shoko, "My technique requires cooperation, are you two willing to help?"

"Hey." Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to stop Kagura Mio.

He stood beside Kagura Mio and looked at her with a look that said "are you crazy?" "Who else could it be besides me?"

"It's up to you." Kagura Mio shrugged and gave the two of them an apologetic smile.

Receiving the girl's gaze, Gojo Satoru curled the corners of his mouth and raised an unconventional smile, "Mio Mio, I've become stronger."

Kagura Mio didn't look at him, she made seals with her palms, and said in a cold tone: "Oh, so what?"

"Just to remind you, lest you be too surprised by the explosive effect."

"When did you become so kind?"

"I've always been kind, you are my partner."

"Hehe."

The girl chuckled, and a hint of indifference flashed in her black and white eyes. She never liked wasting time in battle, so she made precise calculations and won with one move -

"Ninety-nine Quartets: Fleeting Lights and Shadows."

A strange blue light gradually formed in her palm. This subtle feeling was very similar to -

Geto Suguru blurted out: "Cao?"

He and Ieiri Shoko exchanged a glance: How is this possible?

This is clearly Wu's technique?

However, the girl in front of him smiled faintly and introduced her own technique in a casual manner: "My 'Ninety-nine Quartets' is essentially able to adapt to the existence of cursed power. The fleeting glimpses can be synchronized for a short period of time, that is, by resonating with the opponent's technique, a part of the technique's effects can be copied in a short period of time. However, there is no way to restore this technique 100%, but to adjust it in combination with one's own technique."

"And, the higher the degree of adaptability, the better the effect of the technique."

Gojo Satoru added: "By the way, our compatibility is 99%."

"In other words..." Xia Yujie watched the girl in front of him rubbing the blue ball with her bare hands, and then with the outbreak of her technique, the blue ball soared into the air and exploded ten meters ahead.

A powerful force exploded instantly, and the huge blue light mixed with the techniques of Gojo Satoru and Kagura Mio created layers of huge waves within the range. The powerful attraction instantly sucked people over. Xia Yujie grabbed Ieiri Nozomi who was about to fly beside him, and cast his eyes towards the center of the explosion -

the white-haired boy tightly held the black-haired girl's wrist, and the two stood side by side in the center of the storm, as if they were accustomed to such scenes.

He half held her in his arms, and the boundless resonance around him blocked all the smoke and dust for them.

The spring breeze brought fragments of cherry blossoms, soft and warm, lightly brushing across Kagura Mio's face. She was held tightly by the young man, and even though the cursed energy around her was raging, it couldn't hurt her at all.

There was some boyish heat on the boy's skin, which traveled along her wrist. As if he found her wrist nice to touch, he rubbed it gently with his fingertips.

Kagura Mio raised her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her with his white hair fluttering in the wind and his six blue eyes staring at her. He looked like a high-spirited and unrivaled young man, with arrogance and rebelliousness in his eyebrows and eyes that seemed about to overflow at any time, but the moment he met her eyes, he became a little complacent, like a proud white cat.

She couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth into a smile.

The aftermath of the collision of techniques was still vibrating in the air, and the atmosphere around was slightly disordered. Gojo Satoru raised his eyelids, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Kagura Mio raised her wrist, curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and spoke casually as if the previous technique test was just a joke.

"Satoru, after all these years, you are still the most suitable for me."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes: "Oh?"

"What do you think, Satoru?" She deliberately dragged out her tone and added casually, "One day, there will be someone who is more suitable for me than you..."

Gojo Satoru's smile suddenly paused.

With a cigarette in her mouth, Naoko Ieiri first glanced at the ruins of the high school, then at the two people, her tone a little helpless: "What are you two doing?"

Kagura Mio slightly turned sideways, glanced at Geto Suguru meaningfully, then looked at Gojo Satoru, and whispered to him: "He is also very strong, maybe a higher degree of match? Satoru, you can be jealous."

She tilted her head slightly, stretched out her fingers, gently hooked Gojo Satoru's chin, and looked at him with a smile, "After all, compatibility is not the only criterion."

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Geto Suguru: “······?”

Ieiri Shoko: “······What kind of Shura field is this?”

Gojo Satoru stared at her, was silent for a second, and then smiled lazily: "Who would be jealous of compatibility, Kagura Mio?"

Kagura Mio had a frivolous brow and her eyes were calm, "What's wrong, Satoru?"

She tilted her head, with a little cunning in her eyes: "Are you anxious? Or are your defenses broken?"

"Heh. Kagura Mio." Gojo Satoru sneered, "That's all you know."

His tone was still that nonchalant, as if he didn't care about the matter at all, but Rokugan stared at her motionlessly, as if trying to analyze the real intention behind his words.

And the person in the center of attention -

he had already apologized gently the moment Yega Masamichi rushed over after hearing the noise: "I'm really sorry to have caused Principal Yega to worry."

Yega Masamichi who sensed Gojo Satoru's spell power: "Satoru! What are you doing again!"

The other two people who witnessed her operation: "······6."

And Gojo Satoru?

He patted Geto Suguru's shoulder, and said in a tone that he was already accustomed to: "I told you not to be fooled by her appearance."

That girl Kagura Mio is his constant friend. Do you think she is a good person?