The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 99 Our Agreement.

Itabashi Ward, Higashi Shinmachi.

The black car parked in the white snow and opened the dusty door. Shigure Qian and Gojo Satoru walked in. The gravel path was covered with white frost, and there were a lot of snow piled up in the courtyard. .

The pear trees that only bloom in April are now blooming with several pear blossoms, which are the blooming snowgu flowers.

The two simply tidied up the house and swept away the remaining snow in the courtyard. After a while, the smell of human fireworks came out of the desolate residence that had been unoccupied for a long time. Shigure Qian and Gojo Satoru were sitting on the tatami in the living room. The scent of tea lingered in the entire cabin, and the heat of the boiling water relieved some of the coldness around them.

Gojo Satoru was minding his own business while holding the teacup. He could not help but nod his head and praise him: "It tastes good. It feels good."

When I came to pick him up today, Yuqian's friend had not left for a long time. When asked why, he just explained leisurely that he had free time and had nothing to do. But he was the one who cleaned the fallen snow in the courtyard.

But as a conjurer and teacher at a conservatory of conjuration, how could he be so leisurely? Moreover, the tea made by Shigure Asaru has a bitter taste. How could a person who likes sweets think that bitter things are not bad?

It's obviously something he's hiding.

Shigure Qian smacked his mouth twice, moistening his throat with hot tea. He looked at Gojo Satoru, who was doing nothing but making many small moves, and his thoughts were revealed: "Hey, Gojo, if you have something to say, just say it and hide it. This is not your usual style."

Gojo Satoru put down the tea cup, leaned back and said in a taunting manner: "Tch, I am just as bad at hiding things as that guy, and you will find out every time."

He was looking up: "Qian, how long do you plan to stay in Japan this time?"

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Before Shiguqian could answer, Gojo Satoru spoke again: "I said, after running around the world like this, do you want to change your lifestyle?"

"What?" Shi Yuqian asked doubtfully.

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes at him: "Although I certainly can't stop your determination and actions for revenge, a person's life has to do something meaningful besides that, right? People like you are searching for traces of the Yamata no Orochi all over the world. , if Yamata no Orochi is really determined to hide from you for a hundred or two hundred years and wait until you die to appear again, what should you do?"

"The lifespan of the curse is more than a star and a half longer than ours. No one will help you take revenge when the time comes."

"If it's like what you said, consider yourself unlucky." Shigure leaned back lazily and replied as if joking.

"However, I think that in the new era, there will always be one or two great magicians who can do things that we can't accomplish."

"Really?" Gojo Satoru said jokingly, playing with the tea cup on the table: "There will be a magician who can rival or even surpass us?"

"Who knows? We couldn't see at that time." Shigu Qian picked up the tea cup and took another sip of hot tea.

Listening to Shiguame's words, Gojo Satoru chuckled, "Oh, but I remember a certain person who always put a sentence on his lips when he was a student. Do you still remember it?"

He simply imitated Shi Yuqian's tone when he was a student, with a cold and serious expression: "Wu, Jie, how many times have I told you, we are not the strongest. The strongest is not enough. We have to do it. The best thing is to surpass all the ancestors, stand on the highest mountain and the longest river, and look down on all the people who came after."

Gojo Satoru put his clenched fists on his chest to cheer him up, looking funny and funny.

"Haha." The laughter of the two people echoed in the living room.

The most sincere dream in their student days has become their most innocent smile now.

Shigure's cheeks were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth were smiling. He looked down at the turbid tea in the cup, as if he was recalling the flamboyant and wanton youth in his youth.

'It's so embarrassing. If I knew that I would be talked about now, I shouldn't have said such words at that time. But the atmosphere at that time always felt that I should say something and this was the right thing to do. '

Belatedly, Shiguzen replied: "It's just a joke from the past, it can't be taken seriously."

"Qian, go back to the high school to be a spellcaster." Gojo Satoru directly stated his purpose, "Work with me to cultivate a group of reliable and powerful partners in the high school to reform this bad era."

"Just like we promised back then."

The winter wind suddenly blew, carrying snow, but it was not cold.

Shiguqian looked at those dazzling blue eyes in silence, and her thoughts returned to that sad evening at sunset.

"Qian, have you ever thought about your future?"

"Huh? Not yet."

"Work with me to cultivate more reliable and strong partners in colleges and universities. If I am alone, I will be "lonely"."

"it is good."

"Do you still remember the agreement between the two of you?"

There just happened to be a wind coming from afar, as if we were familiar with each other, among young people.

The slightly blurry reflection flowed back like water, but Shiguqian quickly woke up from it. He added some tea to his cup again as if to escape, "Return to a high school to be a magician? I can't do it. I don’t have the ability or the qualifications, and you know what I haven’t completed yet.”

"Isn't it possible? Still don't want to?"

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Gojo Satoru took out a file bag from somewhere and placed it gently on the table and handed it over, "I, Principal Noctua, and Glass, both hope you come back."

Looking at the thick "unknown" file bag placed on the coffee table, Shiguqian hesitated.

'It seems like they were prepared? '

Gojo Satoru looked at Shiguame who was hesitating and thinking, and suddenly stood up. His slender figure began to walk towards the door, as if he was preparing to leave. However, when he reached the door, he paused, turned around and said to Shiguash: " If it’s hard to make a choice, try another approach.”

"Qian, I think you haven't moved your muscles for a long time, right? Come and practice? If you lose, leave the choice to me. If you win, you can think about it yourself."

After saying that, Gojo Satoru continued to walk into the courtyard, and his leisurely voice came again, "No need for magic power or magic, right, no sword, just physical skills."

".good."

At two o'clock in the afternoon in Higashishin Town, the light snow has not stopped, and the cold wind is mixed with falling snowflakes. In the empty courtyard, the snow bones on the upright pear trees are blooming in the wind, and the fine snow particles are flying in the crystal.

Shigure Qian and Gojo Satoru stood opposite each other, with a small distance separated by the gravel path between them.

"Hey, be gentle, this is my home."

"I know, don't worry, even the spells and spells are not used, there will be no problem." Gojo Satoru stretched his body freely, stretching and straightening his arms, as if he wanted to show off his skills.

"That's not necessarily true." Shigu Qian curled his lips and sighed, "We have said this before, but every time we start to do something, we get out of control."

"Do you still remember those times at the training ground and dormitory of the high school?" "Okay," Gojo Satoru interrupted Shiguame with a wave of his hand and told him to relax, "I will be gentler."

Shigure shook his head, and his dark eyes instantly turned into bright gold. The beating golden flames were extremely bright under the crystal snowflakes, "Oh, don't be beaten into a big pig head by me, Satoru."

"Tch, this is what I should say to you."

After a simple exchange of trash talk, the two stared at each other, the wind carrying the snow falling as usual.

In one breath, Gojo Satoru stepped out, his dark blue figure flashing in the wind and snow, his bare hands gently waving his arms to spread the frost flowers, his figure was light and fast, after closing the distance, his steps were like the wind, and he rushed forward in one step. Outside, the surrounding snow rose into the sky like rain.

Shigure Asa's speed was not inferior to Gojo Satoru at all. He appeared in Gojo Satoru's sight very quickly. The attacks of both sides met instantly, and the rising snowflakes and the force of the swings collided fiercely.

"Om."

There was a violent roar in the air, and the invisible wind exploded where the two sides met. The huge force kicked up the vigorous snow and rushed behind them.

The six pale blue eyes lit up in the white waves, and a smile appeared on the corner of Gojo Satoru's mouth. He rushed out of the wind and waves, spun in the air, and flew down with a high leg. Shiguqian raised his hands and used his arms to , using his elbow as a shield, he took the fierce whip kick.

The terrifying leg power from the spinning and stacking belt knocked Shigure Qian away in an instant.

A deep black mark of three to four meters was dragged out on the frosty ground, and Shi Yuqian slowly stabilized his figure.

"Long time no see. My strength, speed, and skills have all improved a lot. It seems that I have worked hard on physical skills." '

Shi Yuqian pretended to be relaxed and put down his hands. He casually wiped the falling snow on his clothes and said slowly: "It's not bad, but it's just average to me. It's of no use."

"Stop pretending, I obviously took it reluctantly. I have been training hard for many years. I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I have wanted to beat you up since I first started school. Now I finally have the chance."

"Be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru rushed towards Shigure Asa again with lightning speed. He made fists with both hands and punched out quickly. The surging wind brought up the shadows of fists all over the sky, weaving them into an invisible fist net, and the fists were as powerful as mountains. Pressed over.

Shigure Qian quickly moved his body and dodged lightly. He went straight through the "big net" formed by the fist wind, and his right fist burst out with great force. The wind and snowflakes shattered and spread. Gojo Satoru quickly changed his movements. He raised a With his hand, he caught the heavy punch coming from his face with his palm.

The shadows of fists and palm prints spread out, and the afterimages of the two people's arms were stagnant in the wind and snow, and the already tiny snowflakes were shattered into smaller white power.

The flickering and blurry movements are constantly intertwined, like the overlapping images dragged out by the camera, the attack and defense are constantly switching back and forth in an instant, and the wind is constantly blasting.

The snowflakes in the sky lingered between the two people like ribbons, shaking and flying as they followed their figures.

The sorcerer's physique, which is far beyond that of an ordinary human being, was vividly displayed by these two people at this moment!

Gojo Satoru suddenly turned sideways and avoided Shiguame's fist, and then quickly counterattacked. He hit Shiguame's waist with a precise kick, and the sound of the fierce kick was like a thunder bursting in the wind and snow. open.

Shiguqian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he ducked out of the way quickly. His whole body was like an illusory shadow wandering in the snow. After dodging the swift and violent attack, he jumped up, jumped up high, and stepped on the ground with one foot. On the trunk of the pear tree in the courtyard, taking advantage of the high altitude, a more violent attack was launched.

The rising figure suddenly left the tree trunk, and the snow bones all over the tree bloomed and fell overnight. The snow was like star rain, and a vast white patch was floating in the air. The field of vision around the pear tree became extremely narrow due to the snow.

Shigure turned over and spun around, and a powerful and heavy kick came from the air. Gojo Satoru, who was unable to dodge, put his hands on top of his head, and a gust of wind and snow fell quickly.

Gojo Satoru bent his body, and while sinking, he strode backwards.

"Come again!"

Gojo Satoru left around five o'clock in the afternoon. He didn't have dinner. He seemed to have a mission. He answered a phone call and left in a hurry. As expected, a magician who became a teacher could not be so free.

A little later, at night, at 20:05, Shigure Asa finished taking a bath, put on a coat and lay on the bed, looking at the "portfolio" that Gojo Satoru had brought during the day.

What was inside made him curious. After all, he didn't know what was inside.

Opening the file bag, two card-type IDs slipped out. Shi Yuqian picked up the two IDs that fell on the quilt and looked at them. One was an old student card from his student days.

The other one is a brand new teacher card, Shigure Qian's.

"I turned it in when I left the Magic College. I thought it would be destroyed, but I didn't expect him to keep it. So, are you so sure that I will come back?"

Shigure Qian continued to flip through the portfolio, excluding some materials that teachers needed to sign for employment, and what was left was "information about the admissions of Tokyo Metropolitan Conjuring College in 2016."

Top secret, five strips written on the side of the cover.

What do you mean?

Shiguqian, who didn't know why, flipped through the admissions information and browsed it carefully, "So there are five lists and information about the students who entered the school this year?"

"Why give it to me?"

"I haven't signed the school sign-in instructions yet. I have an acquaintance, Panda, and someone from the Chanyuan family, huh? A spell master?"

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Shigure Qian read the list of students, and the fight and conversation with Gojo Satoru during the day could not help but come to mind.

The battle in the afternoon would most likely end in a draw, with no winner or loser. As a result, Shigua Qian beat Gojo Satoru's face until it was swollen, and Gojo Satoru left two marks on Shigua's eye sockets. Thick purple fist print.

Fortunately, they were able to reverse the spell, and the injuries they suffered were healed instantly after the battle. Otherwise, these two people would have lost their faces if they went out.

"Let's call it a draw. I'll leave it to you to make your own decision." This is what Gojo Satoru said with a swollen face before leaving. Of course, what he said in the end was much more than that. Some of his words even slightly shook Shigure Aa's original strong feelings. concept.

"Have you ever wondered why Yamata no Orochi returned to Japan?"

"If you really want to avoid being hunted, it would be better to go abroad from any point of view. There are fewer spellcasters, the place is large, and it is easier to hide."

"I think the only explanation is... What are they waiting for? Maybe it's an opportunity, or maybe it's someone. I have a vague feeling that they are brewing something. Although I can't see anything yet, I always have a feeling that the future will not be good. a feeling of."

"All in all, in Japan, it will be easier for you to get information about Yamata no Orochi from the Conjuring College."

"Alas." Shi Yuqian put down the information and sighed slightly as he lay on the bed, "This guy has been obsessed with me since the moment I returned to China."

"But after so many years, it's time to go back and see Teacher Noctua and Glass, the few friends and thoughts I have."

It was late at night, and the lights were turned off. It was pitch black outside, with no moonlight or starlight. The cold wind was blowing, but the snow on the ground reflected the light of the day.

　It’s still the story of this volume.

　　Not finished yet.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)