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

Huai Liang raised her face, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a layer of bright gold on her clear eyes.

Her skin, like cold jade, was covered with a warm orange color.

"Oh, I think I saw an animal with a long nose... and then I fell asleep."

She pretended to be innocent and harmless, and asked confusedly, "Is it a monster?"

"Well, it's okay in that case. You are safe now."

Xia Yujie clicked the shell, and the moment the girl looked at him, a strange feeling swept through his body.

In fact, things started to become absurd and unreal from the moment he stepped into the amusement park.

He first fell into a dream in which he was washing dishes in the kitchen, and then he inexplicably started playing with bubbles.

This is clearly a childish trick that only Gojo Satoru would play.

After he realized that something was wrong, the illusion was instantly shattered.

As the remnant of the cursed spirit followed along the trail, he saw a giant cursed spirit that looked like a dream-eating tapir, with its mouth wide open, trying to lure the girl to jump in.

Then there is a routine set of task processes:

Use the Curse Spirit Manipulation Technique to transform it into a Curse Spirit Jade, and then check on the non-magicians involved in the supernatural events.

Finally, leave the barrier and notify the auxiliary supervisor outside to handle the follow-up matters.

However, his plan was interrupted when he reached the second step.

This strange girl seemed to have a strong attraction to him, which made him inexplicably concerned.

But he quickly attributed this to the fact that the other person had an exceptionally pretty face.

"Oh, so you saved me?"

Huailiang took out the phone from his pocket familiarly, "Want to exchange numbers?"

"Hmm, eh?"

Xia Youjie was caught off guard by the opponent's initiative.

Ordinary people who have encountered monsters in the past would fall into fear for a short period of time and would be unable to respond to the outside world.

——This is also the reason why auxiliary supervisors need to clean up the mess.

The General Directorate and the local police have cooperated. In addition to ensuring the physical and mental health of non-magicians, they are also required to sign a confidentiality agreement to prevent causing panic among more people.

But the girl in front of him seemed to have instantly gotten rid of the panic of being attacked after seeing him - or rather, she didn't seem to be afraid?

Or has he been stimulated to the point of mental disorder?

Otherwise, why would you be so abrupt and ask for his contact information?

"Well, I'm still on a mission, so I can't--"

Just as Geto Xiayou was about to use the official explanation to fool people, a loud male voice pierced his ears.

"Hey-Jay! Is it clean?"

Turning around, a silver-haired boy carrying a bag of desserts walked over in a nonchalant manner, whistling.

As soon as he approached, Gojo Satoru pulled down his small round sunglasses and leaned close to Huailiang's face: "Ah, Jie, you saved a beauty... Is it mentioned in the mission information?"

Here it comes again! This white-haired guy is here again!

Why is it that every time when she is about to launch her attack on Geto Suguru, this person pops up like a ghost from behind?

Huailiang was furious, but he tried to put on a gentle and kind look and retreated without leaving a trace.

"Hey, watch your words and your actions."

Xia Youjie frowned, tilted his best friend towards the girl's upper body, and pulled back, "Don't scare her."

Gojo Satoru shook his bag and said, "I was buying strawberry puffs at a new dessert shop nearby, and I remembered that you were here, so I came to see you."

In fact, he couldn't explain it clearly. He obviously had no plan to go out, but the dessert shop advertisement post pushed on his mobile phone piqued his interest.

He had originally planned to go back to the technical college after buying the desserts, but after a sudden burst of inexplicable palpitations, he somehow ended up here.

"Miss, have we met before?"

Gojo Satoru walked around Huailiang, his eyes fixed on her silver-gray eyes, and then he slapped his thigh: "I remember now! Aren't you the one who lives downstairs from my apartment~"

"I haven't seen you in the elevator for a long time. Have you moved? What made you come to this shabby amusement park?"

It’s over, this guy’s suspicion has come back again.

Huailiang: Being suspected is my fate, I understand.

She did not follow the other party's topic, but looked intently into Xia Youjie's eyes: "Can you give me your cell phone number?"

"I--"

Gojo Satoru, who was completely ignored, pouted in dissatisfaction and interrupted Geto's reply: "Why don't you answer my question first?"

After that, he took out his cell phone from his pocket with one hand and looked at the other person with his cobalt blue eyes, "What's your number? The cell phone will be happy to be able to record the number of a beauty~"

"Besides, we are neighbors after all. If anything unexpected happens, we can take care of each other."

Huai Liang was startled at first, and then realized that the other person was the kind of person who talked nonsense, but he was just sweet-mouthed.

She gave a string of numbers and soon received a call from an unfamiliar number.

Under the gaze of those burning blue eyes, she had no choice but to edit honestly: "What's your name? My name is Huailiang."

"Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru is this young master~"

Huai Liang saved the phone number as she was told. In fact, her memory has always been good and she can remember almost any number she has seen.

It’s just that the source of information has to be made clear symbolically.

Xia Yujie, who was left aside, couldn't explain what was in his mind.

One moment he felt secretly delighted that she asked for his number, the next moment he felt annoyed that she treated him like a close friend.

He was the one who came first, so why did he add Wu's phone number? Why didn't he ask him again?

He attributed his abnormality to being influenced by the cursed spirit that wove the illusion.

After adjusting his mentality, he said calmly: "Let's go."

……

That night.

The white light from the mobile phone screen illuminated Xia Yujie's face.

He quickly registered a FB account for himself, then recalled the phone number he heard in the afternoon and started searching.

Soon, he found an account with a cat avatar and the username [I love sleeping].

Good news, the mobile phone number bound to the social account is unique.

If the girl named Huailiang is not lying, this must be her account.

Bad news, there is only one post in this account, posted two days ago:

"I met the flower-armed brother by chance"

The accompanying picture is a photo of a wild tabby cat, which looks like it was accidentally encountered on the street.

What’s so good about photographing cats?

Obviously...

Strange, what is it?

Xia Yujie shook his head and quickly changed the profile picture of the newly registered account to a photo of his own face.

The user name was also changed to Geto suguru.

After doing all this, he carefully liked the post of the "Brother with Flower Arms".

Then, there was a long wait.

He rolled around on the bed for a few times, feeling that his behavior was extremely stupid.

It was just a small matter of repeating my cell phone number, but it turned out to be such a torment.