Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

"Assistance Department".

This is the content of the proposal submitted by Su Ze when he proposed to increase the number of seats in the "General Manager's Department".

The purpose remains simple - decentralization.

Peeling off the clues, bit by bit, the old oranges' direct control over the magicians was removed.

The assistant supervisor is responsible for connecting with the magician and providing him with information support and logistical assistance. Previously, most assistant supervisors were only responsible for communicating with their immediate superiors, and the contact between them was not close. Those who were far away did not even know the names of their colleagues.

With the personnel dispersed, there is naturally no way to talk about large-scale protests against the elders.

——In other words, before this, there was a lack of a "logistics center" to gather personnel and coordinate the layout.

"Since ancient times, there have been two situations in which scholars have been able to command the army: the imperial power is unshakable; or they are in charge of baggage and food supplies."

Su Ze spoke leisurely.

Gojo Satoru, who was sitting next to him, glanced at him, continued to stuff snacks into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I don't know the history of Da Yan... But in the East, there were many cases of samurai who refused to obey the daimyo and drew their swords to fight internal conflicts."

"The inferior overcomes the superior."

How should I put it...old tradition?

Next to her, Nariko was recommending some osmanthus-flavored rice cake to Naoko, but Naoko didn't like sweets very much, so she just had a quick taste of it.

"Sister Glass, is dissection fun?" Tennantoriko came close to Glass and asked sincerely with an expectant look on her face.

"It's okay. It's strange to see a complete body turned into a pile of parts..."

Tenriko's CPU burned out all of a sudden. "Becoming parts" refers to various organs and parts... right?

Gaozi wanted to light a cigarette, but then he remembered that he was in an office building, so he gave up and put the mint cigarette back.

"Have a candy--" Su Ze took out a lollipop with a smile, twisting the thin stem with two fingers and turning it back and forth.

Glass was stunned and looked up at Su Ze, who was smiling brightly.

The head of the Gojo family pretended to vomit: "I can't stand it anymore. I'm going to throw up my breakfast~"

His expression was extremely exaggerated, and he rolled his eyes and waved his hands.

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The office building of the "Auxiliary Department" was newly built and its location was chosen inside Tokyo High Technical College. The reason why the high technical college is located in a spacious area and is not easy to attract attention is just one of the reasons.

The most crucial factor is that Tokyo High School is the "direct line" of Su Ze and others.

……

2011, October.

Hongxing Palace, lower level.

There was nothingness all around me, and I could see through it at a glance.

Su Ze took a step into the innermost barrier.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed. Spots of light and colors surged around like ink. The bizarre scene kept flashing by, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. Su Ze squinted slightly due to the strong light.

Then, the scenery around me suddenly became quiet.

He opened his eyes, looked down at his hands, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Master Tianyuan...are you trying to bring back my memories of the academy?"

Su Ze looked at the dark blue sleeves and the touch on his body was so familiar.

Needless to say, I put on the college uniform again.

He came in a shirt and windbreaker - no doubt it was the effect of the Tianyuan barrier now.

He then looked around at the scene around him. The familiar classroom, even the seat he sat in was the same one he had sat in high school.

He gently stroked the uneven tabletop.

The barrier even simulated the sunlight outside the window. His cultural textbook was spread out on the table, and on the table next to him, which was Gojo Satoru's table, there was an open bag of potato chips on it.

Dust particles were floating in the air and the curtains were blown by the wind.

It seemed like it was during the afternoon break one day and Geto Suguru and his friends happened not to be in the classroom.

Tianyuan, still wearing the wizard's robe, held the textbook in one hand and picked up the chalk to write on the blackboard.

"Su Ze, I have always been a believer in pacifism, and because of unwritten rules, I basically don't interfere in the affairs of the magic world—"

There were ugly little words written on the corner of the blackboard:

"Duty Officer:"

"Gojo Satoru, Geto Summer Oil"

The handwriting is crooked and it's obvious that it was written by classmate Gojo.

Su Ze placed his arms on the table, supporting his head, and looked at Tian Yuan's back.

Xiu Ya's chalk writing is printed on the blackboard.

It is Matsuo Basho's "In the long summer, the grass and trees are deep, and the samurai leave traces of their dreams." He is a poet known as the "Haiku Saint" of the East.

Su Ze remembered that this was the Chinese class they had taken.

At that time, Gojo Satoru lamented that these flashy ancient texts were really difficult to learn.

Tianyuan's arms were slender and white, with two strands of white hair hanging beside his hood.

With Suze's help, her "evolution" was delayed.

"Master Tianyuan, at this point, we can no longer stop easily—" Su Ze glanced at the blackboard, "Even if I want to stop here, the "elders" will definitely not give up."

Over there, Tianyuan had written a haiku on half a blackboard and then stopped writing.

Su Ze held his cheek and continued, "Lord Tianyuan shouldn't blame me and say something like, 'It was you who started the dispute with the elders first,' right?"

"There's no point in saying this now--" Tianyuan's voice was still lingering, and it was impossible to tell the tone.

"Su Ze, I can see...you are not an ambitious person."

"All you did was to create a better world of spells... in your own way."

Su Ze looked down at the table and picked up a photo frame on the table, which contained their photo.

Everyone in the photo is wearing the same black haori and light gray long kimonos. They are the four Suzes, Nanami, and Haibara, and the singer who is rarely wearing a shrine maiden costume.

Everyone was smiling... except Nanami.

——Well, if he doesn’t frown, it means he’s in a good mood.

This photo should be taken at a hot spring resort in Kyushu during a study tour two years ago. The torii gate behind me is brightly colored.

Still remembering that night when they stayed there, before Utahime and Glass returned to their residence, they sternly warned Gojo not to break in in the middle of the night... But in the early morning, she hugged her pillow, trembling, and knocked on the dormitory door of Su Ze and the others.

Master Su, who was half asleep, opened the sliding door. Before he could ask anything, he heard the singer say, "I heard a child crying in the creek outside my house, it was so sad and melodious."

"Senior Geji, I told you before not to tell ghost stories before bed, but you didn't listen to me--" Su Ze was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He rubbed his eyes and said helplessly.

The group of people who gathered before bed were having a great time, but the singer suddenly said, "It's a waste not to tell ghost stories on vacation in the mountain village," and insisted on having a storytelling session.

"No! Su Ze, there really is a strange noise over there!" The singer was about to cry, "Glass heard it too, she said she wanted to go check it out, I had to work hard to persuade her -"

Inside the house, Nanami and Geto Suguru also woke up after hearing the noise.

The snoring of Gojo Satoru and Haibara was deafening.

Afterwards, the kind-hearted Master Su couldn't just leave the singer alone, so he put on his coat and went outside with a few people to find out what was going on.

"It's just a giant salamander... I don't know if it's wild—"

Under the light of the flashlight, the four-legged salamander was lying under the water, whimpering. The water in the stream was very clear.

Master Su shivered from the cold, yawned continuously, and comforted the singer.

Full of curiosity, Nitro approached the giant salamander and looked at it carefully from front to back and left to right.

……

"It's only been a year since I graduated...it feels like a long time has passed."

Su Ze's eyes were a little dazed and he did not answer Tian Yuan directly.