My fish pond is not limited to the world of magic

There are seventeen curse spirits, twelve first-level ones, and five special-level ones.This number is abnormally large.With so many powerful curse spirits appearing at the same time, it could only be that someone wanted to mess with him.

Xingchuhe also tried his best to deal with them, frowning and thinking.

During the year he came to Tokyo, he didn't provoke any strange people, and even had contacts with very few people. Logically speaking, no one should want to target him.And if that person's goal is Gojo Satoru...

He stepped back to avoid the front and overhead attacks.But in the next second, severe pain came from his back, and the attack was so severe that his internal organs seemed to tremble and shift. He staggered a step forward, managed to stabilize his figure, and was immediately forced into an awkward posture Hide to the left.Even if he is more cautious, the difference in the number of the two sides cannot be ignored, and as time goes by, his spell power and physical strength are wearing down faster and faster.

Facing the attack of the seventeen curse spirits at first, he was a little relaxed.But at this time, the restriction of abilities still cannot be untied. Even if the opponent has lost more than half of it, he gradually feels that it is difficult to deal with it. The attacks he receives continue to increase and accumulate, and his body and spirit seem to be reaching their limits.

Three special grades and two first grades, this is the number of spell spirits left on the field.Xing Chuhe also glanced around, shaking his body.I don't know when the eyes are covered with a layer of dark red mist, and it becomes more and more difficult to see things.He narrowed his eyes, staring at the blurry shadow ahead.

The shadow suddenly split from it and rushed towards him.He subconsciously retreated to avoid it, but his knees tingled and his legs immediately softened.The body fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Hmm..." The pain didn't come from the imagination, someone caught him.He barely raised his eyes to look at the person coming.

The sapphire-like pupils reflected the fine light, through the layer of dark red mist, he saw the only brilliance in several hours.

"Thanks for your hard work, Kazuya did a great job." The man held him in his arms, his eyes were as gentle as water, but there was a sharp edge hidden in the depths.He put the sunglasses on Hoshide Kazuya's face, and looked up at the five magic spirits standing opposite.

With just one glance, no matter if it was a super class or a first class, the five curse spirits instantly froze in place. They could only stare in horror at the man who suddenly appeared, unable to even speak.

"Leave the rest to me." Gojo Satoru put Hoshide Kazuya on the clean space beside him, pushed the sunglasses hanging on the bridge of the boy's nose, and turned to look at the curse spirits, his blue eyes seemed to freeze With the frost, the chill spread from the bottom of my heart, corroded the whole body, and touched the soul directly.

The curse spirit in the farthest corner struggled a bit.The next moment, the head was in a different place.

Hoshide Kazuya retracted his gaze and slowly closed his eyes.

"Wake up." Someone whispered in his ear.

"Wake up." The voice repeated over and over again, tirelessly and tenderly.

Hoshide Kazuya frowned, and opened his eyes impatiently.It was pitch black all around.He froze for a moment, then became nervous for a moment, and immediately ignored the pain in his body, stood up on the ground, and watched his surroundings vigilantly.It's a small, completely enclosed space.He frowned, and his fingertips gradually accumulated magic power.In his memory, Wujo Satoru had just arrived and rescued him from the remaining curse spirits.In just a few seconds, the surrounding environment completely changed.So now he... has entered the realm of a certain curse spirit again?

But would Wujo Satoru allow such a thing to happen?

There was a light directly ahead, and a milky white light flickered.The flickering was very frequent at first, but it became more and more rapid when he was silent, and finally blurred into one piece, looking like a bright spot of light.A voice came from the spot of light: "Hello, Kazuya."

It was the voice that woke him up just now.Xingchuhe also stared at that place, gazing silently.

"Don't worry, I have no malicious intentions." Guangdian continued, "I was born for 'aid'."

Xing Chuhe also pouted, but still did not respond.

——If a curse spirit said such a thing, who would believe it?

"Helping everyone who comes to my field solve his emotional confusion is the meaning of my existence."

"Oh?" Xingde Kazuya raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"You can ask me three emotional questions, and I will give you [-]% true answers. This is a limitation in this field, and even I cannot violate it, so you don't have to doubt my answers at all. They are absolutely not false .”

"Then let me prove it—" Hoshide Kazuya half-closed his eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Who is the person I like?"

"Peak of combat power." Guangdian responded, "You two met through the Internet, so far, it has been 380 days."

There was a bit of a smile in the voice, and Hoshide Kazuya murmured, "Oh—"

"Now, you can ask your questions."

"Okay." Hoshide Kazu also smiled, and asked casually, "Is there anyone he likes?"

"Have."

"who is it?"

"In order to protect the privacy of the parties concerned, I cannot disclose specific identity information."

"Tsk." The curse spirit still understands this?

He pursed his lips in displeasure, and asked the second question: "Have they met?"

"I have seen."

have met before?Hoshide Kazuya was also stunned, clenched his hands behind his back unconsciously, the coolness from his fingertips invaded his whole body, he trembled and came back to his senses.

"Your third question."

"Does that person like him?"

"of course."

The pain that had been faintly coming from his body disappeared in an instant, and Hoshide Kazuya closed his eyes, but the scorching light was still engraved in front of his eyes.

- It's over.

he thinks.

--I'm dumped.

——Brother Feng, he doesn't like me.

This made him feel more panic than facing the last five curse spirits just now, and his life was in danger.