Chapter 89

"I'm fine."

"There's no problem at all."

Angelica's soft heart seemed to be illuminated by the warm sunshine, not only filled with warmth, but also with a kind of light happiness.

What a lovely group of people.

Worried that she was not convincing enough, she raised her hands slightly and spun around in circles.

Considering today's itinerary, in order to better travel through the forest and climb the peak, Angelica did not wear the long skirt that she usually wears.

She was dressed neatly in long sleeves and trousers, and even her hair was tied into a high ponytail that she wouldn't normally tie.

"Huh." The young Gojo Satoru breathed out from his nose, not sure whether he heard it or not.

"Okay." Because she received the rare concern shown by the "unlucky child", Angelica was also willing to comfort the other party - just like comforting a dog that always makes its own decisions - if it weren't for the other party, she probably wouldn't be willing. , she had probably reached out and patted Gojo Satoru gently on the shoulder, "Let's find the cursed object together."

"I'm ashamed to say that I know nothing about this, and I also know nothing about it."

"I don't know. Can you finish it in one day?"

[Pfft——]

This time it was the young Gojo Satoru's turn to laugh.

Because it was rare that he had the upper hand in front of Angelica, he laughed so loudly that he wished the whole forest could echo with his arrogant laughter.

"What stupid words are you talking about?"

Xia Youjie sighed and raised his hand to cover his eyes: Although Wu started to rub his nose and face again... what he said was quite right.

"Angelica." The young conjurer sighed, "The curses left by Liangmian Sunuo are all special-grade."

"And the special-grade curses have special sealing locations, and there are also dedicated people responsible for regular inspections and inspections."

"Every special-grade spell has a very detailed entry and exit report."

It is basically impossible to obtain it casually.

"...Is that so...?"

Angelica felt that she didn't quite understand. She subconsciously turned her head and looked at the few teenagers next to her - although they were driven away several times by the adult Gojo Satoru, they were always like roots under their feet and did not move, just to watch.

Her eyes couldn't help but fixate on the pink-haired boy, Hisato Hisato.

"Classmate Xiayou, it's all my fault."

"I forgot to tell you where the two-faced Sunuo in me came from -"

"Actually, the first person to pick up the finger of the two-faced Sunuo was this child. ."

Angelica's tone was calm, her expression was gentle, and when she looked at Hiroyuki Knotweed, there was an indescribable kindness - after all, this child was really lovable.

"What?

" On his shoulders, his head swayed, "He was just an ordinary high school student!"

Huh?

He was as calm as Xia Youjie, but his expression was also cracked.

"How could it be..." Although Gojo Satoru often shared with him the corrupt and stupid things in the magic world, Xia Youjie, as an ambitious young man, still believed that the magic world had a future - at least there was time for his generation to create it. In the future, "It won't be in..."

The top management of the magic spell has gone so far that they can let just an ordinary person! High school students! Can you easily pick up special spells?

...Spellcraft World...

"That's right! Just as you guessed-" He is indeed a good homie recognized by Gojo Satoru himself. Even as a peer in the parallel world, the adult Gojo Satoru also knows what Xia Youjie is thinking. "That's him! I picked him up in school!!!"

...The magic world...

is really hopeless! ! !

"I know what your next words will be -!" The adult Gojo Satoru put two fingers on his chin and twisted his whole body into a strange shape, "The world of magic! It's simply! It's hopeless!"

"...Satoru... "

Xia Youjie choked hard and finally showed his first unhappy expression so far.

... This guy...

can serve as a role model for a bastard like you... It seems that the magic world ten years from now... is indeed hopeless!

Even so, Xia Youjie still wanted to struggle again to save the shaky "status" of the magic world in his mind.

"Hey!"

However, before Xia Youjie, whose pupils were shaking, could speak, the young Gojo Satoru had already spoken first, with a very rude and impatient tone: "What are you talking about?!" "

Pretending! That's all. Do you like to play tricks on others? "

Oh.

Angelica looked surprised: Such words could actually come from Gojo Satoru's mouth?

She looked up at the sky: it was clear and there was no sign of rain.

What an amazing “progress”.

"This is such a huge injustice!!!" The adult version of Gojo Satoru made an exaggerated grimace behind Hisashi Hiroyuki. Although there were no tears, he still raised his hand to pretend to wipe the corners of his eyes gently, "This is such a huge injustice. "

Teacher!"

The pink-haired boy looked moved, turned around and patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder (because he was still bending over lazily, with his upper body almost leaning on him), turned his head and rushed to the young teacher Gojo on the other side. Show disapproval.

"Please don't make unreasonable and malicious speculations about Mr. Gojo! This is groundless! This is slander!"

"Every word Mr. Gojo said is true!"

"Fushiguro-san can also testify."

He said, Knotweed Yourito also turned to look at the expressionless sea urchin boy, trying to find a little bit of approval in his dull eyes.

?

Fushiguro Megumi had already emptied his mind when the situation at the scene once again fell into the chaos caused by Gojo Satoru. After instinctively catching the sight of Hisahito Kizune, he cast an innocent and confused look for the first time.

?

It's not my business?

"Tsk——!" The young Gojo Satoru has indeed had plans for the future recently - for example, he may stay in school to become a teacher in the future - but he has never had this kind of overly "harmonious" relationship between teachers and students. Had delusions.

As for why you want to be a teacher...

it's simple.

Since the magic world is rotten from top to bottom, of course it would be more practical to cultivate a clean new generation from scratch!

"Although those rotten oranges are indeed not a good thing, and the entire magic world is full of loopholes, and there are no responsible people... But I remember, don't they treat special magic items like eyeballs?"

Perhaps to comfort Xia Youjie, who was in mental turmoil, or perhaps to explain to Angelica and a few teenagers who didn’t know what was going on, the young Gojo Satoru muttered: “Although there is indeed a way to suppress curses by using [popularity] ...But no matter what -"

"Whether it is a seal or an [account] set up to isolate ordinary people from contact, it should be able to ensure that special-level curses will not be discovered by ordinary people, let alone be used casually. Falling into the hands of ordinary people!"

His eyes were like fire, and he stared at the young Gojo Satoru on the other side with Angelica's path as a boundary.

He didn't think that the other party was lying, but based on his attitude towards Understanding his own personality, the guy ten years later is definitely hiding some more serious problems.

"Hmm, you seem to be right."

Ten years later, Gojo Satoru smiled carelessly, in a way that would make almost anyone with a bad temper want to punch him.

"But it is indeed the case."

"Right - Hisuhito-kun -?"

"Why bother with this?" Angelica raised her hands and raised them to both sides, signaling the two Gojo Satoru to step back and stop. During the fierce confrontation, he couldn't help but get closer and closer, "Can you deal with the issue of the two sides first?"

"What's more -"

The teenager's view of the problem is still a bit one-sided. In other words, they are always unnecessarily stubborn.

There are obviously some things that cannot be completely solved now that they are clear about it, but they insist on clinging to it, as if the answer to this long-destined question is related to their lives or destiny.

"No matter what problems arise in the world of magic, they will naturally be revealed in the process of collecting magic objects, right?"

Young Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru were obviously still a little angry, but what Angelica said was true. It's impossible to refute.

After a lot of fuss, everyone finally reached a consensus for the time being.

"It's not difficult for me to collect special magic items." The adult Gojo Satoru wanted to stab his young self (he seemed a little inconvenient to say it to [himself], but the long-standing prejudices, whenever he had time, He was sarcastic and sarcastic at every opportunity), "I'm afraid it won't be convenient for you two to move around, right?"

These words!

This tone!

This expression!

"You guy——!!!"

If Xia Youjie hadn't been holding him back with all his strength, the young Gojo Satoru would have wanted to fly over and bite him severely. His expression was extremely ferocious, as if he had met a lifelong enemy.

"You don't have to worry about it now."

"We have our own way."

Xia Youjie also felt that Gojo Satoru's tone ten years later was indescribably strange: Gojo Satoru's character is indeed a headache... But after becoming an adult, Ten Years...what exactly did he go through?

Compared with now, it has become sharper and colder... maybe it is an illusion...

and it seems to have become more lonely?

How could you be lonely?

He glanced at the three "good students" surrounding the adult Gojo Satoru: Isn't this extremely lively? With students who are dedicated to speaking up for themselves, they should not feel lonely.

As if by mistake, Xia Youjie asked:

"Excuse me, how will [me] be ten years from now?"

You?

Twenty-eight years old, Gojo Satoru, who often laughs at himself and is about to retire, turned his head, and through the black eye patch, people could feel his serious gaze.

He just watched quietly, without crossing the torrent of time, his eyes fell on [his] best friend in the most ordinary and easy manner.

It's like looking at a memory, or like looking at a phantom.

"You..."

As soon as he spoke, everyone could hear the fatigue that could not be hidden in his voice.

"you disappeared."