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

Ieiri Shoko seemed to be lost in distant thoughts.

His voice became increasingly depressed. "I have treated dozens of sorcerers, if not hundreds. Some survived, while others did not. I was even asked to perform autopsies to determine the cause of death."

"Dissection, research, suturing, reporting... Sometimes I even wonder if it's because of me that so many fellow sorcerers have died."

Haibara Yu was shocked by this sudden theory and said in surprise: "Why would Ieiri-senpai think so? You see, we encountered a cursed spirit that was beyond the evaluation level in Onomichi, and Nanami was injured to save me. Thanks to you, his arm is fine now, and he can even take a hot spring bath."

Ieiri Naoko sighed deeply again and did not respond.

Gojo Satoru took off the towel from his head and wiped the beads of sweat on his neck and chest. "What an idiot! What Nozomi meant was that if she wasn't there, some sorcerers who were injured and unfit for battle might have retired... and wouldn't have died one day in the future because of a powerful curse."

"Maybe she thinks it's unlucky to say such things, so I said it for her~"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present fell silent.

Ieiri Naoko laughed grimly: "Yeah, it feels like I'm sending my companions to their deaths."

Huailiang glanced at Xia Youjie, who seemed to be lost in thought about this topic, and an alarm instantly sounded in his heart.

I'm not saying that you guys who are sixteen or seventeen years old are so fond of dwelling on trivial matters, thinking about this and that all day long. I think you are not busy enough!

"I think that no one can control or change another person's future."

Huailiang interrupted the silence and said, "Humans are species with subjective initiative. Take my daily life as an example. All a doctor can do is to cure the patient in front of him, but he cannot guarantee that the patient will not contract a serious illness again due to lifestyle such as alcoholism and smoking."

"In other words, as long as someone is sent to the hospital, even if he has committed a serious crime, the doctor will treat him equally. Otherwise, it would be a violation of his oath."

"I think that doctors are a respectable profession that saves lives, not gods who decide life and death."

After that, she looked at Geto Xiayou beside her and said meaningfully, "Sometimes, letting go of the desire to help others and respecting the fate of others is a wise attitude towards life."

Gojo Satoru covered his head with the towel again, his voice full of joy: "I agree with Liang-san's point of view~"

"Well, I just treat being a sorcerer as a job, and I just need to do my job well."

Feeling the warmth of the spring water flowing through her fingers, Ieiri Naoko chuckled, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Blame me for making the atmosphere so heavy. Obviously, Jie organized this game to let everyone relax."

She slowly stood up from the water. "I'm hungry after soaking for so long. Does anyone want to go to the restaurant with me?"

Everyone wanted to lighten the dull atmosphere, so they responded one after another.

It has to be said that the hot spring hotel booked by Geto Suguru has indeed achieved excellence in every aspect.

A large table of local specialties, boiled, grilled, steamed... almost covering the preferences of everyone present, and the appearance alone is enough to make one's mouth water.

Huailiang quickly changed into the prepared yukata and entered the Japanese-style restaurant with Jiaru Naoko.

"I didn't notice it just now, but this blue-green goldfish hairpin of yours is quite unique. The belly and eyes are inlaid with pearls~"

Raising her hand, she gently stroked the kingfisher pearl hairpin on her temples, Huai Liang pursed her lips and smiled: "Jie Jun brought it back from his previous business trip."

"Oh - so that's how it is~"

Ieiri Naoko deliberately prolonged her tone, revealing a hint of girlish playfulness as she said, "It was sent by Jie~jun~."

Soon everyone arrived and began to clink glasses and enjoy this sumptuous dinner.

Table games are probably a staple of technical colleges.

After Jia Ru Xianzi was the first to raise her hand to propose, everyone else expressed their willingness to join in the lively atmosphere.

But Huailiang keenly realized that this seemed to be a 'trap' specially prepared for her.

Because everyone agreed to play the truth or dare game to determine the loser by spinning the bottle.

Are you kidding? Everyone here can use cursed power except her.

She only found out later that, although the drinking game last week seemed fair in allowing Gojo Satoru to turn around and draw cards, in fact, Rokugan had 360-degree vision - there were no restrictions on him at all!

On the surface, those guys were calling her friends, but in fact, they were taking the opportunity to get information about her.

I didn’t expect that the scene would happen again this week!

But her mentality is now very peaceful, and she doesn't feel unhappy about being "trapped". After all, in essence, she has deceived them, right?

Ieiri Naoko's eyes flickered a few times and she originally wanted to stop it, but after receiving the excited look of Haibara Yu who was eager to try, she instantly suppressed herself and prepared to watch the show.

Almost every three turns, it would be Huailiang's turn. She pretended not to know and chose "truth" every time, answering the questions seriously as if they were a household registration check.

Another round began. Gojo Satoru reached out to grab the wine bottle and accidentally touched Huailiang's fingers that had not yet been retracted.

My heart suddenly tightened and a series of numbness spread from my fingertips.

He suppressed his impulse to eject himself, and continued to turn the bottle as if nothing had happened.

The next unlucky guy drawn was Huihara Yu, and he boldly chose the big adventure, which caused cheers from everyone.

Gojo Satoru sat back in his original position and absentmindedly ate a bite of the Yunohana hot spring steamed bun, his thoughts already wandering to another world.

The strange dream that had been going on in his apartment had finally come to an end.

But then, another dream began, one that was even more difficult for him to talk about.

It was endless. If it weren't for his strong reason and self-control, he would have been driven crazy.

"So what's your ideal type, Ryo-san?"

Huai Liang held his chin with one hand, seeming to be lost in thought: "In addition to having a good figure and a gentle personality, I like those with a deep and pleasant voice, and those who are gentle and caring."

As she spoke, she slowly looked at Geto Suguru, "If she had black hair, narrow eyes, and blessed earlobes, it would be a big plus."

Liar, you obviously like the cute type...

Eh? Did she say something like that?

Gojo Satoru shook his head and looked at the fruit drink in his hand suspiciously, wondering if it was mixed with alcohol.

He felt a great tightness in his chest, as if there was a huge rock pressing down on him, getting heavier and heavier.