I don't want to be a heroic spirit

The sun today is really too strong. It is a dazzling incandescent color, and the incessant chirping of cicadas makes people feel even hotter.

Jasmine was sitting alone under the shade of a tree, her calves, as white and as soft as milk, tightly pressed together. She was sitting very stiffly, with a few plastic bags beside her legs.

At this moment, Jasmine was wearing a light blue dress that looked very cool. The short sleeves on the shoulders were translucent, and there was a star-shaped decoration on the waist. Her grey shoulder-length hair was pinned up in front with a hairpin, revealing her rare and beautiful big golden eyes that were always covered by her bangs. Jasmine looked more energetic than usual at her age.

"Come, Jasmine, this is yours."

"Ah! Thank you... Sister Bawanshi."

Bavanshi, who appeared next to Jasmine, was not wearing her bright red dress. Although she was a servant and would not be easily affected by the heat, it would be bad to wear so much and attract attention when going out.

Her upper body is a white off-shoulder shirt with gray patterns. The neckline is pulled up to the collarbone, boldly exposing her fair shoulders to the sun. The front of the clothes is held up by the fullness of her chest. Her lower body is a black pleated skirt. The shirt on the upper body feels a little short and does not connect perfectly with the pleated skirt, revealing a small piece of white belly in the middle. The maturity and innocence are perfectly combined in her body.

However, even after changing her clothes, Bawanshi still insisted on wearing high heels. The main body of the shoes was white, but the stilettos and the bottom were emerald green.

Jasmine politely took the strawberry cone from Bawanshi with both hands, which made people wonder if she was too polite.

Bawanshi doesn't like eating strawberries, but she likes strawberry-flavored desserts and drinks, such as strawberry cookies, strawberry milk, strawberry cake, etc.

Jasmine also had a strawberry-flavored cone, just because she said, "It's fine for me and my sister to have the same one."

Bawanshi actually hopes that she has more of her own color instead of being dyed with her color.

"Oooooh! It fell!"

Bawanshi frowned, looking at the strawberry ice cream dripping between her fingers, thinking it was such a waste.

"In this weather, ice cream melts very quickly."

Subconsciously, Bawanxi licked the ice cream that flowed from the cone clean, then held the cone with her left hand, and with her pink tongue, she licked the pink liquid between her fingers carefully and meticulously, bit by bit.

But even after licking it clean, the sweet aroma of strawberries still remained on her hands, so Bawanxi opened her seductive red lips and held that place in her mouth, sucking it gently a few times, leaving a few crystal drops between her fingers.

Jasmine saw the entire process, and she was stunned unconsciously.

He didn't even notice that the ice cream cone in his hand had melted.

"Jasmine! Jasmine! Your cone is melting!"

"Whoa!"

After a flurry of activity, Jasmine lowered her head with a blushing face. Bawanxi half-knelt in front of her and took out a tissue she had prepared to wipe Jasmine's hands.

As for Bawanshi's ice cream, she had already finished it.

"Really? Why are you daydreaming again?"

Obviously, Bawanxi was wiping her hair with a serious look, but for some reason, Jasmine felt a wave of disappointment from the bottom of her heart.

"How many times have you been in a daze since you left the house? Did you get heatstroke?"

Caring words came into her ears, followed by a hand as soft as jade gently touching her cheek.

"Does it seem a little hot?"

Those grey, crystal-clear eyes only reflected her figure at this moment. The feeling of happiness almost filled her chest, making her speechless.

Bawanshi remained in a half-squatting position, looked around, and then his eyes locked on a coffee shop.

"Jasmine, there's a coffee shop over there that looks like it has air conditioning. Let's go sit there for a while."

After saying that, Bawanshi stood up and patted her thigh. She took Jasmine's free hand with one hand and picked up the bag containing the clothes she bought for Jasmine with the other hand.

The glass door was pushed open, and the pleasant "ding-dong" sound of the bell rang above the head. The cool breeze on the face immediately blew away the anxiety caused by the heat outside, making people feel a lot more awake and calm.

There were quite a few people coming in to escape the summer heat, and Bawanxi and Jasmine almost couldn't find an empty seat.

Even though I just had ice cream, I've already come in and sat down, so it seems a bit unreasonable not to order something?

It just so happened that I received a lot of bounty for the astral plasma incident not long ago, so it doesn't matter if I'm a little generous.

Holding the menu handed to her by the waitress, Ba Wanxi ordered a cup of Orchid Latte and a large portion of triple chocolate fruit parfait.

But Jasmine hesitated and struggled for a long time.

After looking at the menu, Jasmine's eyes, which were exposed because her bangs were pinned up, widened slightly.

"Um... well... actually I don't need to..."

Being stared at by both Ba Wanxi and the waitress, Jasmine's voice became smaller and smaller, until even Ba Wanxi could not hear it clearly.

"...You decide, sister."

Jasmine, with her head almost lowered under the table, said this in a voice barely louder than a mosquito.

"Leaving the choice to me? Really..."

Ba Wanxi inexplicably recalled the past when she went out to eat with her parents. Every time she ordered food and her parents asked what she wanted, she would answer with something like "whatever", "you decide", "I'm fine with anything".

At that time, was I as troublesome in my parents' eyes as Jasmine?

"Your sister is so cute."

Bawanxi, who was holding up her face in thought, suddenly heard this sentence. She turned her head and saw the waitress bending over and talking to her.

"You have good taste." Bawanshi's gray eyes sparkled slightly. He straightened his chest and raised his head and said, "Moli is my most lovely and proud sister."

Upon hearing this, Jasmine pursed her lips and her ears turned red.

She reached behind her head, but unfortunately she was wearing a dress instead of a sweatshirt, so there was no hood to cover her head.

The order was taken very quickly. During this process, Bawanshi and the waitress had a brain circuit. She did not hide her love for Jasmine in her words, which made Jasmine shy and wanted to dig a hole in the ground to crawl into.

The waiter left respectfully with the menu in his arms. Before leaving, he looked back at Jasmine a few times with nostalgia, as if he wanted to engrave Jasmine's shy and cute look in his mind.

Bawanshi, who had already placed her order, propped up her chin and squinted her narrow eyes at the waitress who had left.

In her eyes, a snake-like cursed spirit that only she and Jasmine could see was wrapped around the waitress's neck, emitting bursts of disgusting laughter.

"Since you have good taste, I'll help you."

Bawanshi muttered softly, then stretched out her hand without the waitress noticing, and scarlet and strange magic began to gather in her palm.

The cursed spirit seemed to sense its impending death and began to twist its body violently, and its voice became sharper and sharper.

But Ba Wanxi didn't care about the other party's dying struggle at all, and didn't even touch it directly. Instead, she slapped it in the air, and the cursed spirit was reduced to ashes in less than a second.

The waitress, who had already walked some distance away, had a slightly changed expression. She touched her shoulder, looking puzzled, but soon stopped caring and continued to devote herself to her work.

Chapter 34 I'm not me, don't talk nonsense

While waiting, Jasmine felt that every minute was torture.

The hem of this newly bought skirt is too high for her. Her calves always feel cold and she doesn't feel safe at all.

Moreover, ever since she put on this dress, whether in the mall, on the street, or even now, she can feel more and hotter eyes staring at her than before.

Even sister Bawanshi was like that, she kept supporting her cheek with one hand and looking her up and down, causing her to rub her thighs under the table to relieve her anxiety.

"That...sister..."

Jasmine asked timidly, "Am I really that weird like this?"

"Nonsense, little Jasmine is the cutest girl in the world right now."

"Eh?!"

Sister Bawanshi...

My face is so hot, my heart is about to jump out...

Without a hat, Jasmine had to hold her hair to cover her hot cheeks.

"But...but...everyone has been looking at me with strange eyes since a while ago." Jasmine secretly glanced at Ba Wanxi and asked in a whisper, "Isn't it because I'm wearing something strange?"

"That's because they're struck by your cuteness. After all, appreciation for cuteness is shared by both men and women." Bawanxi caressed Jasmine's gray hair lovingly. "Be a little more confident. Didn't the waitress just say you're cute?"

"I...I...I'm cute and all..."

Jasmine lowered her head shyly. The touch on her head made her feel very comfortable and dizzy.

The bell at the door jingled, and Bawanshi glanced over there in a mysterious way.

Two guests came in, both dressed in black.

Don't get me wrong, it's not the suspicious black color of Gin and Vodka in Conan. These two people are wearing the black uniforms of the Jujutsu High School.

A person has his blonde hair combed meticulously. Although he should be a high school student, he looks very mature and even has wrinkles around his eyes.

The other person had black hair and looked cheerful, the kind of cheerfulness that she couldn't handle.

This black-haired guy looks familiar? I think I've seen him recently.

After the two men came in, they scanned the room as if looking for a seat, and then the black-haired high school student met Ba Wanxi's eyes.

Ba Wanxi saw that the other party blinked blankly, then showed an exaggerated smile of surprise as if he had confirmed something, and walked straight towards this side.

"Benefactor! You...Gah!"

"Keep your voice down and don't cause trouble to the people around you."

The black-haired man hadn't taken two steps when his companion suddenly grabbed his neck. He seemed to have more wrinkles around his companion's eyes.

Who is this funny and familiar character?

Obviously, Bawanxi has forgotten about Huihara Xiong, even though she saved his life just yesterday.

Compared with Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru and others, Haibara Yu's appearance really has no special features at all, and he died too early in the plot and did not have as unforgettable a character description as Nanami Kento.

"Benefactor! Have you forgotten me?"

The confusion in Bawanshi's eyes deeply hurt Huihara Yu, and then a red well-shaped character appeared above Nanami Kento's head.

"Look at my surroundings, you cheerful idiot."

At this moment, Nanami Kento was thinking that he might as well apply to act alone after returning.

He felt that in the future he would not die in a battle with the cursed spirit, but from a myocardial infarction caused by cleaning up his teammates.

Because standing was too conspicuous, Bawanshi let the two of them sit down. There were exactly four seats, so Bawanshi and Jasmine sat together, and Nanami Kento and Haibara Yu sat together.

"Benefactor, do you really not remember me? It's me, the one whose life you saved yesterday. If it weren't for you, I would have died at the hands of the special-grade cursed spirit long ago."

"Huh? Why do you think I should remember you? Just because I saved you once?"

In Bawanxi's opinion, I saved you not for any noble cause, but for selfishness, self-satisfaction, and hypocrisy. It's up to you whether you want to repay me or not, but I will not regard this as a favor and deliberately keep it in my heart.

This kind of mentality has one advantage, that is, if someone wants to blackmail you one day by saying something like "Since you have helped me once, why can't you help me to the end?", you can directly tell him: I'm sorry, I have no morals.

But Huiyuan Xiong seemed to have misunderstood it and meant something else...

"You take this act of rescue for granted. You are so compassionate. You are worthy of being my benefactor!"

While Haibara Yu was giving compliments that made Bawanshi so embarrassed that she wanted to commit suicide, he was also very moved by himself.

Even Nanami Kento, who was sitting next to him, had a slightly different look in his eyes when he looked at Bawanshi, as if to say, "I have changed my mind about you."

I don’t know what image you imagine me to be, but it’s definitely not right!

"My benefactor, such a kind and great person like you shouldn't be a curse caster. Why don't you come to us curse casters?"

Do any of these four words, kindness and greatness, have anything to do with me? And...

"You also know that I'm a curse master? In the eyes of you sorcerers, I'm an unforgivable villain."

"It doesn't matter! I'm very confident in my judgment of people." Huiyuan Xiong proudly raised his thumbs up, "My benefactor, you are definitely a rare kind-hearted person!"

"Really? Then you have really bad taste."

As they were chatting, the two parfaits and drinks that Bawanshi had ordered earlier were served, and then Haibara Yu and Nanami Kento also took the menu and ordered something.

"Do you need me to treat you?" Bawanshi asked suddenly.

"No need," Nanami Kento replied calmly, "Although we are still students, there is still a good reward for removing the cursed spirit."

"I can't become a sorcerer."

Take a spoonful of parfait and put it in your mouth. The rich aroma of chocolate and the sweet aroma of fruit blend together and bloom on your taste buds, and even your mood becomes good.

"I can't coexist peacefully with the high-ranking officials of your Jujutsu world. They are afraid that I possess a power even greater than Gojo Satoru's. I despise them for being timid and unwilling to make progress."

In order to make his words more weighty, Bawanshi then gave several examples.

"Take Gojo Satoru for example. The higher-ups even considered killing him, but Gojo Satoru's growth was too fast. By the time they realized what was happening, they were already powerless."

"Also, I recently saw a promising young talent. He might become a special-grade cultivator on par with Gojo Satoru in the future. I also heard that the higher-ups in your Jujutsu department seem to be considering eliminating this promising talent before he can grow up."