Oba Hazo's Time Traveling

Gojo Satoru stood at the gate of No. [-] Elementary School, watching the people from the Magic Association and the police, coming in and out of the school.

Four police cars with red lights were parked outside the school, and the policemen with the cherry blossom badge on their chests assisted the members of the Magic Association to pull up the seal. From time to time, some people trotted over and saluted: "Report, the general public has been evacuated .”

Gojo Satoru asked lazily, "How many victims are there?"

The supervisor conveyed: "It is confirmed that there are 0 victims and 4 are critically ill." He paused and said, "The 4 critically ill people are the 4 rescued from the lockers. From the current point of view, the symptoms are fractures and internal bleeding. With concussion, etc., the specific situation can only be known after going to the hospital for further examination."

Halfway through the handover between Gojo Wu and the supervisor, Xia Youjie came over, and he put his phone back in his pocket with a gentle expression.

Ye Zang's phone was finally connected, and Aye said that he had evacuated the scene with the first batch of students and parents, and was now gathered near the earthquake-proof facilities.

Gojo Wu looked at Xia Youjie, and only asked, "Is it resolved?"

Xia Youjie nodded slightly: "Xiuzhi is safe, he was keenly aware of what happened, and asked me if there was a curse spirit." Xia Youjie said, "I didn't tell him in detail, only that the curse spirit has been eliminated He's fine, he's fine."

That's the end of the topic, he also leaned down and got into the yellow seal line and said, "How about you, did you find anything? Who exactly destroyed the curse spirit?"

Gojo Satoru drew out his voice, like a big cat stretching its body: "Who knows, the filth has been cleaned up completely, even my eyes can't catch the trace."

In his heart, he regretted and said: Damn, Ah Ye's movements are too fast, I still want to see Jie's pupils shaking.

He didn't want to run up to Xia Youjie and say it rashly, it wouldn't be interesting.

"Undetectable?"

Gojo Satoru folded his hands behind his head and said, "Yes, but it's enough to settle the matter. Maybe it was a kind curse master passing by who dealt with the curse spirit for one reason or another."

Xia Youjie is still very serious in this regard. He twitched his brows slightly, trying to correct Gojo Wu's statement: "You can't say that, Wu, judging by the number of victims, the rating of the curse spirit in the puerperium village must be at the first level." The above may be a super-level curse spirit. From observing his movement to being wiped out from the window, within 15 minutes, managing and curbing the development of the curse master's power is one of the duties of the curse master. The curse of the teacher is running away, which is contrary to the duty."

Wujo Wu really wants to mock him, so go and imprison your weak Shuzhi-kun, come and tell me something.

No matter how good his relationship with Xia Youjie is, Wutiao Wu at this moment is still that unstable and wanton young man, he just hates the truth.

"What duty is not duty." He said arrogantly, "I didn't admit that there was duty."

Xia Youjie's forehead popped out a few crosses calmly: "This is a public place, Wu." He seemed to be patient and said, "I'll talk about it later."

Gojo Satoru: "Ha, didn't you mention it first?"

Xia Youjie: "Huh?"

However, Xia Youjie looks like a Buddha, but Wutiao Wu is a powder keg. When two young people with full-blooded puberty get together, they always want to fight.

The supervisor was one meter away from the two of them, with his hands raised, undecided, and a weak "Please don't quarrel..."

No one listened to him at all, which can be said to be very sad.

As Gojo Satoru said, no matter how many conjurers came, they couldn't find Ruan Hui, they couldn't even guess the level of the conjurer, and the school's surveillance cameras didn't capture anything. It just came to an unresolved ending.

……

The Tsushima family is quite different.

This is Shir's second visit to Tsushima's house, Hui is still like a little black cat with fried hair, hostile to Shir, even arched his back, wishing to let out a threatening sound from his throat.

Jin Meiji didn't know anything big, but she was instinctively afraid of Shi Er, she leaned beside Ye Zang, holding Ye Zang's clothes with her fingers.

"It's okay." Aye still had a gentle smile, first patted Hui's shoulder affectionately, and then rubbed Tsumiki's head soothingly.

"I made an appointment with Tsumiji before, and I will explain what happened when I come back."

"Even Mr. Shier has doubts, doesn't he?"

Shi Er really wanted to know about Ye Zang, but in the current situation, wouldn't he lose if he admitted it?He simply crossed his legs and sat on the sofa with a big horse, his back sunk deep in the soft cushion: "I have nothing to doubt."

Aye cooperated with his stubbornness, and led Jin Meiji and the others to sit on the tables and chairs in the open dining room. The living room and kitchen of their house are connected together.

"Tsu Miki doesn't know anything yet, and Hui-chan seems to know a little about the magic world." He found a pair of black-rimmed glasses suitable for children from nowhere, and handed it to Tsu Miki.

Tsumiki accepted it ignorantly, and put it on under Ye Zang's encouraging eyes.

Not at all mushy.

This was her first reaction.

Tsumiji once tried on 100-degree myopia glasses while playing with her classmates. Her vision was 5.0, but the result was naturally blurred. The straightness of the blackboard and the refraction surface of the glass window were all distorted. .

What Ye Zang gave her was a plane mirror, and Tsumiji wandered around the room curiously, and found a distinctive "creature" in the corner of the refrigerator.

"The ice cream...is about to melt," the creature about the size of a sparrow made a shrill voice, "The ice cream...is about to melt."

Children's courage and ability to accept are often better than adults who don't know how to adapt. Tsumiji asked curiously: "What is that?"

Ye Zang said: "The curse spirit, to be precise, is a fourth-level curse spirit."

Shi Er stretched out his little finger to pick his ear, looking like a rascal: "I just said why didn't you crush that thing to death, and you want to have a demonstration class together?"

Hui stared at Shier again, and he kept staring at Shier.

Ye Zang whispered to the two children: "Wait for me." Then he walked into the study, and when he came out, he was holding a picture book in his hand.

Shi Er glanced at the contents of the picture book sharply, and laughed loudly: "You are really a kindergarten teacher."

The picture book was made by Ye Zang himself. If the name is forced, it can be called "Picture Book for Introductory Curse Spirit Course". The cartoon illustrations are highly recognizable and blur the horror of the curse spirit. The language is humorous and fits the context of children. While watching, Shi Er thought sarcastically: It should be sold to the high school of conjuration as a preschool textbook for everyone.

How did he know the curse spirit?Oh, by the way, he was directly thrown into the curse pit, and "greeted" face to face with those disgusting things.

Gentle introduction?Even if there was, it wasn't for him.

Who told him to be a shameless disgrace?

"...The classification of spell spirits is roughly like this."

Not only Tsumiji, but also Kei listened very seriously, their hands neatly propped up on their knees.

Hui asked: "I met today..."

"It's a special magic spirit."

Aye's introduction is comprehensive enough. In addition to spell spirits, he also conducts popular science on the existing forces in the spell world. Of course, with the comprehension of elementary school students, who can't understand the complicated twists and turns, Aye divides the spell forces into "Official" refers to the two schools in Tokyo and Kyoto and the Curse Association behind them; "Aristocratic Family" refers to the ancient family headed by the Yusanjia;

"Mr. Shi'er and Huijiang's bloodlines both originate from the Yusan family."

Tsumiji opened her mouth wide and said, "Isn't that amazing?"

Japan has retained the aristocratic system until now, and the royal family and the prosperous Chinese are far away from the common people, but the common people still hold them in awe, Hui doesn't feel much about it.

Aye said patiently: "Maybe it is, but there are always two sides to things, Jin Meiji."

Shi'er, who has been lazy since entering the house, finally said respectfully: "Do you want to go back to the Zenyuan, Hui?" He opened the corners of his mouth, showing a unique smile of hunting wild animals, "Want to go back to that rotten to radiant A sour-smelling dump?"

Hui refused, "I don't want to at all."

He sniffed in disgust and said, "What's so good about cultivating your family."

Shi Er let out a "ha", not only did not refute, but said, "It's good that you know, Hui."

Aye always had a calm smile on his face, which made him look friendly, but Fang Shier's eyes were fake.

Like his "weak" barrier.

"While revering the royal family, we tend to sympathize with what happened to Empress Michiko." He said, "The older the family, the stricter the family rules. They are often not good and represent decay."

Tsumiji nodded ignorantly.

"Hui-chan's family is like this, even my own family has similar problems."

"It's just that compared with the Chanyuan family, its acquisition will be more in line with the times and make changes."

Shi Er still doesn't know which family Ye Zang came from. It's true that the Tsushima family is a branch of Wujo, but this should be a top student, and Zenyuan Naozai knows about it.

He is a disgrace, a "poor student", something that can't be put on the table, and he is not qualified to explore the intricate relationship between the Yusan family in private.

Shi Er didn't have the patience to explore.

Just staying at the Zenyuan's house would push him to the limit.

'My family? '

Shi Er captured the key words, and his thoughts were extracted from the sea of ​​memories.

"My main family is the Gojo family, which is also one of the three imperial families."

A Ye said the implementation of the mine bombing in a rather flat tone.

If it is heard by other conjurers who don't know why, they will definitely feel that it is very outrageous. Isn't there something wrong with pretending to be an ordinary person despite being a powerful sorcerer from the Wujo branch?

But precisely because he was talking to Hui and Tsumiki, the child who had no concept had no reaction at all.

Shi Er raised his eyebrows and interjected: "So, what do you young master have to do with us?"

"I can let you go out, the Wutiao family don't know your skills, right?"

"Someone still knows." Speaking of Gojo Satoru, Aye even stretched his eyebrows and eyes, and used an outdated phrase to describe his expression at the moment, that is, "the eyes are shining."

"Master Wu, he knew about this a long time ago."

Aye slowly told about his past: "My ancestor Shuji Tsushima had awakened a rather incredible physique. The Tsushima family obtained rich political resources during the turbulent era because of his connections with the five main clans."

"For some reason, my father hopes that we can be like our ancestors, even if we can't become magicians, we still have the physique to attract magic spirits."

"The Gojo family is also looking forward to it. We got the opportunity to pay homage to our family, but no matter whether it is brother, sister or I, we don't like that place very much."

Shi Er thought: Of course.

Ordinary people in the Yusan family are only worthy of being handymen.

He thought viciously: Those garbage, they have expelled themselves from human status.

"...I saw with my own eyes the unfair treatment my brother suffered in my family, because I don't like the magician, not to mention, I don't want to do work related to exorcism."

"So, I hide the 'seeing' thing."

"Master Wu obviously found out about this matter, but he chose to help me hide it together. I am very grateful to Master Wu."

"He can breathe new life into an ancient family that has stopped turning, I always thought so."

Aye concluded: "I tell you this, just to explain that not everyone who possesses the power of magic will become a magician, Hui."

His words are gentle but firm, which are extremely rare, words from Ye Zang's heart.

"People are born unequal, but they are equal. We cannot decide our gender and birth, but every choice we make in growing up has the right to follow our heart."

"The same is true for the magician. He is just a profession, and the power of magic is just an additional force. If you choose to become a magician, it must be in line with your own heart. If you don't want to be, you can also be a painter. Musicians, teachers..."

He paused for a while and said, "We need to exercise our spell power and ignore the spell spirit. It's all in order to be able to live a better life and make ourselves the person we want to be."

"Never intended to be a conjurer."

"No one is destined to be a conjurer."

"That's what I want to tell you, Hui-chan, and Tsumiki."

He said to the two children beside him.

Their future fate may be closely entangled with the curse, but even a coward like myself, with the encouragement of Mr. Nakahara and Oda Saku, picked up the paintbrush again. Therefore, no one can deprive children of the opportunity to choose the future. right.

Aye raised his head, and made a mouth shape to Shier who seemed to be empty and didn't listen to anything.

'That's what I want to tell you too, Mr. Shier. '

——I am cowardly, timid, and irresponsible. If there is no Oda as them, I will not even have the courage to live.But this me is still alive, still accepted, and even raised two children.

——No matter what, I have to take responsibility, no matter what, I want to be a role model, and I want to become a more reliable person.

--I thought so.