[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

"After all, even my parents gave up on me because I entered a 'religious school' without their consent. My admission letter was torn up, and they said I was mentally ill."

Xia Youjie sighed, "When I was in the second grade of junior high school, I was misunderstood as a hooligan because I saved a girl from the neighbor's house who was controlled by a cursed spirit, and I had to move away.

"They don't want me to...deal with cursed spirits anymore."

Huai Liang had no talent for comforting people, so he could only change the subject abruptly: "Speaking of that Curse Spirit Jade, aren't you going to absorb it?"

"curious?"

She nodded honestly.

He took out the Curse Jade from his pocket, opened his mouth wide, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

An expression of pain could not help but appear on her face, and the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes soaked her dark eyelashes.

"taste very bad?"

Xia Youjie pressed his collarbone tightly, his Adam's apple rolling, and it took him a while to recover: "It smells like a rag that has been used to wipe vomit."

Hearing this, Huai Liang silently gave up the idea of ​​tasting it.

"The only way to use the cursed spirits is by devouring them?"

"For now, the only way to tame it is by swallowing it."

She touched her chin and said, "Maybe I can go to the hospital for surgery to remove my sense of taste, then I won't feel so disgusted."

"This is a way of throwing the baby out with the bathwater."

Xia Yujie shook his head. "Although I don't have a big obsession with food, I don't want to be deprived of my sense of taste for the rest of my life. This will lose a lot of fun."

"Then is it possible that lying down can be a life attitude? If you don't pursue the strongest, you don't need to absorb curse spirits anymore."

"Neither."

Xia Youjie raised his head, looked at the dark sky, and murmured in a low voice, "At least I can't just watch the cursed spirits kill humans and remain indifferent."

"I need to become stronger to deal with the increasingly powerful cursed spirits."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few beams of golden sunlight broke through the layers of dark clouds, and the sky behind him was painted with a gorgeous and soft picture.

Huailiang was dazed for a moment, and seemed to hear the orchestra and the children's choir singing Hallelujah solemnly and sacredly in his ears.

She even wanted to cross herself.

Isn't this the Holy Father in this world?

She couldn't help but recall the scene that the system had just played. The boy had a sinister look on his face, which was completely different from now.

So, is this guy with a saint-like strong sense of morality about to turn evil?

Huailiang decided to attack directly: "Um, excuse me, Xia Yu-kun, do you hate monkeys?"

Xia Youjie has already gotten used to the other person's jumping thoughts: "The kind of monkey that likes to eat bananas? That's pretty cute."

"Let's go, Ryo-san."

"We need to notify the people outside to come in quickly. There are four hostages who have been successfully rescued and need to be sent to the hospital."

"..."

It took a long time for Huai Liang to understand.

To a certain extent, people with high moral sense will become without bottom line once they voluntarily cross that line.

In other words, they are only willing to recognize the "boundary" that they have redrawn.

Unfortunately, she is now unconscious.

Director's Office, third floor.

The office of Kazuya Matsushita.

"Failed?"

The middle-aged man sitting in front of the sandalwood table put down the teacup in his hand. He was wearing a black-patterned suit, and his expression did not change. "You also managed to save four non-magicians?"

“Yes, that’s right.”

The man standing at the door of the Japanese-style room lowered his head even more, and his shoulders kept shaking slightly.

"Understood, let's go down."

"Yes!"

Kazuya Matsushita supported his head with his left hand, stretched out his fingers and dipped them in the boiling hot tea.

He was not ugly, but the deep nasolabial folds wrapped around the drooping corners of his mouth made him look very unkind.

"The first-class and special-class cursed spirits that were completely exorcised, the newborn with no trace of cursed power detected, and the cursed spirit operator that was not affected..."

He tapped his forehead with his fingers, tracing the stitches that ran across the entire forehead.

"If the intelligence is not enough, then let's wait and see if it works."

……

"Hey! Don't touch it."

Huailiang snatched the small gear part from Gojo Satoru's hand and said, "If you have nothing to do, you can go to sleep."

"No way! How can you form a clique when you and Jiechu go out to play without me?"

The angry cat rolled back and forth on the tatami, throwing a tantrum.

Xia Youjie was lying on the bean-paste green beanbag sofa, holding a volume of the "Ranma 1/2" manga in his hand: "I told you that we are going on a mission, not to play."

"I don't care, I don't care!"

"He even sneaked out to get ice cream after completing the mission! And why can't I encounter any special-grade cursed spirits? This isn't fair!"

Huailiang's forehead veins popped out: "I told you not to disturb me when I'm researching something."

"If you yell again, I'll use a restriction tent that strengthens the effect of 'Everyone except Gojo Satoru can enter'. If you have the guts, blow up the entire building and then try to see if you can get in."

The cat poked its head out: "Are you really angry?"

"Then you have to promise me that next time you go on a mission, you'll bring me Ikkouan's puffs. I want... 20 of them."

Huailiang continued to operate the precision machinery in his hands and angrily sent the man away: "Okay, okay, go and do your thing."

Gojo Satoru was satisfied: "Well, Jie, come with me and go find Nanami and the others."

"No."

Xia Youjie stole a glance at Huai Liang who was lowering his head to assemble small parts, and lowered his voice, "I want to be quiet for a while."

Gojo Satoru snatched the comic book from the man's hand without explanation and forcibly lifted him up. "Go ahead, go ahead. Your breathing will disturb her."

"Hey, do you understand what I am saying—"

The source of the noise gradually faded away. Huai Liang let out a long sigh and calmed down to continue his research.

……

"Welcome our student Huailiang to the technical secondary school!"

"Well, cheers everyone!

After exorcising the special cursed spirit in Jiahui Hospital, it happened to be a holiday week.

In order to thank Geto Suguru and Huailiang for providing the new type of special-grade cursed spirit physical tissue, Ieiri Shoko contacted everyone and held a welcome party at the Houjima Izakaya.

In addition to the Tokyo school, I also contacted students from the Kyoto school with whom I was on good terms.

An Geji loves drinking, but her drinking habits are often criticized by people around her.

Given the opportunity to have a meal and drink together and get a glimpse of the newcomer who had defeated Gojo Satoru in physical skills, he naturally expressed his excitement to join.

But here, after drinking a big glass of craft dark beer, my spirits became visibly high.

"Hey, Glass, let's go to karaoke next time! I've practiced a few new songs recently~"

Before Glass could reply, Gojo Satoru interrupted her: "Forget it, it will reduce the lifespan of my eardrum."

An Utahi immediately got angry and yelled, "Why is a teetotaler coming to the welcome party? Go to the Sunflower Class Picnic instead!"

"Ha, a guy with a mouth full of burps, it's so stinking."

"Who are you calling foul-mouthed?"

"Whoever has the loudest voice wins~"

"..."

As expected, the two of them started to argue as soon as they met and started to confront each other again.