On how to contain anomalous objects

"Uh... are you alright? Mr. Smirnov?" Yidichi Jiegao couldn't help but took a few steps back, looking vigilantly at the young man who suddenly coughed as if he was about to die in a second.The magic power invisible to ordinary people on the opponent suddenly swelled up, wrapping him like a cocoon. Yidizhi Jiegao didn't know how he stimulated that person, but the ever-expanding ominous premonition in his heart still made him instinctively press the button. dial key on the phone.

The doctors rushed in under the harsh sirens of the monitors. Before Yidizhi could stop him, a nurse reached out to help the patient put on the oxygen mask.But in the next second, she screamed in horror at the unknown object that the other party had vomited onto the quilt, and almost knocked over the infusion stand behind her when she hurriedly backed away.

A bony hand supported her.

The nurse turned her head in horror and confusion, only to see a strange strange man appearing in the ward.The other party's white hair was tied up high like a broom, and there was a black blindfold on his eyes, as if he had an eye disease-the nurse swore she had never seen this guy before the chaos just happened.

"Mr. Wutiao!" Yidizhi Jiegao breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't understand why the other party appeared just after he dialed the phone, but if the "strongest" in the magic world was present, there would be absolutely no problem up.

"It's so slow, Yidizhi, can't you do such a simple thing? I wasted my time buying edamame Kikufu, and your salary will be deducted." Gently pushing away the nurse who almost fell, Gojo Gora Long voice talking trash.

The young man was still coughing, and the blood flowed down the open wound in his throat, staining the white sheets red, and besides the fine fabric, there was another kind of texture... Does Yidi know how to describe it? It looks like a small lump of white slime, and it seems to be shining with golden rainbow light when you look closely.The slime was stretching its "body" wantonly under the stares of everyone, walking lightly on the steel frame of the hospital bed like a living thing.

"...Bleached venom?" A doctor who looked silly murmured in a low voice, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.

"Pfft—that's right! It's the casting scene for Venom 3, everyone who has nothing to do with it, please leave quickly! Don't spoil it online when you get home—"

... You laughed, you absolutely laughed!How could anyone believe such a perfunctory excuse!Yi Dizhi could almost imagine the huge workload in the aftermath, which made his vision go dark.

Soon there were only three people left in the huge intensive care unit.Gojo Satoru approached the young man who was curled up in pain, and curiously reached out to poke the limp-looking slime.

A trembling, slender hand grabbed his sleeve.

[Please, cough, please don't touch——]

"Russian? I don't understand." Gojo Satoru tilted his head to look at him. This was the first time he saw the face of the canned man he picked up from the sea.Under his "sight", the young man instinctively loosened his hand on his sleeve, but the next second the other party forced himself to increase the strength, to ensure that Gojo Satoru could understand his intention to stop him.

"Please...don'ttouchit.Itcouldbedangerous." (Please don't touch it, he is dangerous)

The young man spoke word by word in English with a retroflex, and finally raised his amber eyes that were extraordinarily moist from pain.

Gojo Satoru and him stared at each other for a while, until he let go of the person embarrassed by the sight, he said slowly, "...It really is strange no matter how you look at it."

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the ball of slime that was still happily rolling around on the bed, ignoring Elijah's terrified eyes, and pulled the soft ball a few times like kneading dough.

Soon the thing that had been stretching its teeth and claws became extremely obedient in his palm. Gojo Wujo squeezed it into a heart shape like plasticine, and curled his lips when he found that the other party was completely unable to shape it. Throwing it back, watching it crawl back to Elijah's palm: "This thing is eating my magic power."

"How is it possible?!" Yidizhi Jiegao murmured in surprise.I've only heard that spell spirits can devour each other or devour the spell power of non-magicians, but I've never heard that spell spirits can also swallow the spell power of conjurers!What's more, it has crossed the limitless...

"It's so strange, it looks like it will die if you pinch it, and it's so weak that you can't even think about getting rid of it, but even my six eyes can't see through it..."

Gojo Satoru suddenly approached Elijah's face, and those who were close could see the white reflection in the suddenly narrowed pupils: "Let me tell you, what the hell are you?"

Elijah: "...?!" Wan, I can't understand what the other party said just now?And why is this person so close all of a sudden, face!The face is almost pasted!

Elijah, who is essentially a socially phobic nerd, instinctively leaned back in horror, and then hit the back of his head heavily on the back of the hospital bed, making a loud muffled sound, and physiological tears flashed in his eyes.

Wutiaowu: "..."

I made a mistake, forgot the language barrier, and the threats didn't seem to have the desired effect.

Elijah was about to shed tears from the sudden pain just now. He looked at the other person in the room for help, but found that the other person turned his back with a horrible face. Before he could ask for help, his own His jaw was forcefully snapped by that man who did his own way and was extremely weird.

"Obviously the handsome Wujo teacher is here, why do you want to see that bald man?" The man whose mental age was at most three years old shouted dissatisfiedly. Pulling open the eyelids of both of their eyes to check the pupils, and even pinching his mouth to look at the mouth of his teeth, he couldn't help feeling angry when he was as gentle as Elijah.Even he has a temper, being looked at like an animal for a long time, even a clay figurine has to be angry. Just when he couldn't bear it and was about to slap the opponent's hand off, Gojo Satoru finally let go.

"You will be sentenced to death." (You will be sentenced to death)

The white-haired man who was pretending not to understand just now announced calmly.Yidizhi's eyes couldn't help dimming. Even though he had expected this to be the end of the other party, he still took a sad look at the gentle young man who was probably not a few years older than a college student. He was surprised to find that the other party was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly.

"Don't you struggle? Maybe I will help you if you ask me?" Gojo Satoru asked him in English, "You had such a strong desire to survive when you were in the sea, but now you decide to die without struggling?"

"It's okay." Elijah replied softly, eyes half down, "To me, death is just another great adventure."

He lied, and Elijah lowered his head, hiding the relief in his eyes.The first time you experience death, you will feel fear, the second time you will have doubts, the third time you will be excited, the fourth time you will be confused, then the fifth time, and the sixth time... When a person has died countless times, it is far away. The restful sleep in time becomes the bait hanging in front of his eyes, forcing him like a stray dog ​​exhausted, chasing the air and biting wildly.

And now, he will soon be able to rest.

Gojo Satoru looked at the group of white slimes shivering and hid in the young man's hands calmly. Those pale hands with clear blood vessels were curled up and trembling unconsciously, revealing an unconscious nervousness.And that mass of creature also became softer and softer, as if it was about to melt into the palm of the young man—almost in a trance, the white and flexible fingertips of the young man were under the gaze of the six eyes. After a strange twist for a moment, the lump of liquid disappeared completely in his texture.

Wow, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a human being.

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt boring.He stood up, stretched lazily, and said lightly, "I'm lying to you, you won't be executed by the magic world."

Looking at the young man's slightly widened eyes, he unexpectedly explained patiently: "Although those old men in the magic world are very timid, they will probably be very happy to find an existence like you that can eat my spell power, so Even if I want to kill you, they will try their best to keep you here."

The white-haired man pointed at himself with a smile, and said something terrifying in a relaxed tone: "—Of course if I really want to kill you, no one can protect you."

"After all, I am the strongest."

……

"Mr. Smirnov." The assistant superintendent rushed over panting with a pile of discharge paperwork.After hearing his voice, the tall Russian young man standing at the hospital door subconsciously turned his head and gave him a polite smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Ichichi, thank you for your hard work." He thanked him in a low voice in Japanese with a strange accent, and reached out to take the pile of medicines and test sheets in the other party's arms.Today is another rare sunny day in winter, the sun shines on the pale face of the young Russian, and casts a soft shadow under the brow bone that is too thin and sharp.

"...Are you sure you don't need me to borrow a wheelchair for you? There's nothing embarrassing about it." Yidichi Jiegao didn't let go of his hand, he hesitated to look at Elijah's bandage-wrapped neck, coughing lightly from time to time with difficulty He always felt that the other party was going to melt lightly into the sun in the next second.

"...You really don't need to bother, thank you." Elijah pursed his lips, and declined the other party's kindness awkwardly.

Yidizhi looked at him and sighed. Ever since he learned that the other party was just a big boy, and he was even considered a minor in Japan, the assistant superintendent rarely felt a little love and pity in his heart - part of the reason was that only in Elijah In front of such a gentle and easy-going young man, Yidizhi Jiegao unexpectedly gained some respect that an adult should have.After all, the little conjurers he comes into contact with on a daily basis are getting crazier one by one, so it is impossible for him to have any admiration from minors to adults.

As for the other part...

Yidizhi Jiegao's cell phone rang suddenly, he hurriedly changed the pile of debris, and quickly answered the call from hell: "Mr. Gojo! Yes, yes, the discharge procedures have been completed... ..."

"It's so slow, Yidizhijiegao," the demon on the other end of the phone complained loudly, "If I don't see you at the gate of Jugao in another three or ten minutes, I will beat you up!"

Yidizhi Jiegao listened numbly to the busy signal that was hung up on the other end of the phone, and motioned to Elijah to follow him into the car.

"Young man, now you have two camps to choose from!" Before leaving, the white-haired man squatted carelessly on the window sill of the ward, maintaining a posture of jumping off at any time.

"Camp A, the rotten orange camp, your task is probably to cooperate with them in the slicing experiment. The reward for joining is +1 favorability of Rotten Orange, and -100 favorability with the most handsome and strongest teacher Wutiao in the world." Satoru Gojo With his thumbs down, he showed an innocent smile at the dazed Elijah: "Personally, I don't recommend you to choose this main line. After all, if you are in the opposite camp to the strongest, no matter which player It’s all starting in hell, right?”

"Camp B, the supreme Gojo faction camp that is invincible and powerful in cosmic explosion. Your task is to pass the interview at the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Cursecraft and become a student there. The reward for joining is rotten orange favorability -1000, handsome Gojo teacher favorability + 100."

In the morning light, the white-haired man seriously emphasized: "Add a full 100 favorability points. If you can't buy it, you can't be fooled. You can't buy it. You have three days to think about it~"

The author has something to say:

The author of the crumbs is a manga party, and he has just fallen into the pit because of his reputation. If there are any plot bugs, please correct me!