Chapter 31 Return

　　Kei Kojima's field is slowly improving.

　　However, he had to work during the day and could only practice at night. After a month, his progress was slow. The probability of successfully using the domain was only 50%, and the duration was only extended to two seconds.

　　But the damage is extremely strong.

　　Kei Kojima conducted an experiment and found that the maximum number of cursed spirits that could be removed within the area was 112.

　　But this is not the maximum limit of the field, but there are only so many cursed spirits in this mission site. If there are more cursed spirits in the site, then the record will continue to be broken.

　　After all, it is like a trump card. Only Gojo Satoru knows the specific situation, and no one else is informed for the time being.

　　The problem that Kei Kojima has to solve now is to extend the duration of the domain and to finely control the amount of cursed energy consumed by the domain.

　　When the damage is so high, the corresponding result is a rapid consumption of physical strength and magic power. It takes two or three days, or even half a week to succeed once, and the performance is extremely unstable.

　　For Kei Kojima, what he needs most right now is time. With gradual accumulation, his field will gradually grow and develop. His daytime work activities have become a burden, taking up his time.

　　Gojo Satoru noticed Kojima Kei's anxiety, so he waved his hand and temporarily stopped Kojima Kei's assistant position and replaced him with another new member.

　　——Nanami Jianren.

　　This man went to work in an ordinary company after graduation. After experiencing painful work and endless overtime, or perhaps because of some subtle reasons deep in his heart that no one could tell, he finally chose to return to the world of sorcery and became a formal sorcerer. Before starting his activities as a sorcerer, he was first pulled into the teaching talent team by Gojo Satoru.

　　Even though he had been away for a few years, Kento Nanami's strength was still online. As soon as he arrived, he was dragged by Yu Haibara to fight in the training ground.

　　The final result was that the two were evenly matched, with Haibara Yu narrowly winning.

　　But even so, Haibara Yu was almost vomiting blood by his friend's attack.

　　"You are so busy at work, do you still have time to exercise?"

　　Haibara Xiong got up from the ground and said indignantly.

　　"Nothing, just a natural talent."

　　Nanami Kento smiled slightly.

　　"You kid!"

　　Haibara Yu threw the towel over angrily, and Nanami Kento grabbed the towel.

　　"Welcome back, Nanami!"

　　Haibara Yu smiled and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Nanami Kento.

　　"Thank you, Huibara."

　　Over the past few years, the two have kept in touch and there is no awkwardness in their interactions.

　　"Long time no see, Nanami."

　　Kei Kojima stood outside the training ground and waved at him, and Kento Nanami smiled and nodded.

　　"Not bad, Nanami~"

　　Gojo Satoru watched the entire match:

　　"I haven't slacked off in the past few years. Okay, I've decided. You'll be my teaching assistant~"

　　Nanami Kento frowned and sighed faintly:

　　"Okay, Gojo-senpai."

　　"Why are you sighing? Nanami, you are very suitable to be a teacher, believe me~"

　　Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow and said.

　　Nanami Kento shook his head:

　　"nothing."

　　I was assigned work as soon as I arrived and had no time to rest at all.

　　How annoying...

　　"I hope you can agree to my conditions," he said.

　　Gojo Satoru made an OK gesture:

　　"Don't worry, I don't want to work overtime either. After get off work, I have to go on a date with Kei. I'm very busy!"

　　Nanami Kento glanced at Kojima Kei standing next to Gojo Satoru and said politely:

　　"That's natural."

　　It was truly magical. To him, the most incredible thing was that after all these years, the two of them were still so close. According to Huiyuan Xiong, their relationship was even closer than it had been a few years ago.

　　The senior is still the same as before, and it’s hard for Kei Kojima to endure it for so long.

　　Kojima Kei: "?"

　　Why does it always feel like Nanami Kento looks at him strangely?

　　After being away for a few years, he integrated into the group in just a few minutes, filling the gap. With one more person, the school suddenly became lively.

　　In order to celebrate the return of Nanami Kento, Yaga Masamichi specially held a welcome party and asked Gojo Satoru to introduce Nanami Kento to some people who were not familiar with him so that they could carry out their work later.

　　Small talk is inevitable at dinner and receptions.

　　In such occasions, Kei Kojima is basically just a background board. He rarely takes the initiative to greet people and just sits quietly in the corner eating.

　　He was sitting at the same table with Haibara Yuu, Nanami Kento and others, but Haibara Yuu, who had maxed out his social skills, had already gone to the next table to show his affection to a new female colleague.

　　I heard from Huihara Yu that this colleague in the logistics supervision department is beautiful, generous, efficient and decisive in her work, and is simply the template of his dream lover.

　　During a break in his meal, Kojima Kei glanced at the two of them. They were sitting together, talking about something, but they looked very happy. Haihara Yu's eyes were glued to the female colleague next to him, his face beaming with joy.

　　This man, who has been single until now and is a good friend of Kei Kojima, hopes that he can find his true love this time.

　　Kei Kojima shifted his gaze and fell on the man standing with Kento Nanami not far away.

　　Even though there are many people in this venue now, Kei Kojima feels that the most dazzling person here is undoubtedly Gojo Satoru.

　　Just standing there attracted all his attention, and even his peripheral vision could not ignore his presence.

　　For some reason, Kei Kojima could never take his eyes off this person.

　　He took a bite and looked around. Before he knew it, Huiyuan Xiong had finished socializing and sat next to him, poking him jokingly:

　　"Okay, stop looking. Gojo-senpai isn't going to run away. Go eat first. It's almost over and you haven't even taken a few bites yet."

　　Kojima Kei subconsciously retorted:

　　“…Who’s looking at him?”

　　Huiyuan Xiong put his arm around his shoulders:

　　"Hahahaha, Kei, you're really not good at lying. Your eyes give it all away!"

　　Kojima Kei fell silent, lowered his head, picked up the cup, and tried to hide his emotions by drinking water. Unexpectedly, the cup contained wine, and he choked on it.

　　“Cough cough cough!”

　　He doesn't like drinking and rarely touches it, and the spicy food makes him cry.

　　"Hurry and drink some water."

　　A glass of water was handed to him. Kei Kojima took it and turned his head to see that Gojo Satoru had sat down next to him without him noticing.

　　How did you get here? Weren't we just chatting happily?

　　"This one's yours."

　　Gojo Satoru pushed some of the juice next to him over.

　　Kojima Kei wanted to ask if this was something he had prepared. Hesitantly, he was about to speak when someone called Gojo Satoru's name. Gojo Satoru turned around and replied, then turned back to Kojima Kei and said,

　　"If you're bored, just leave with Huibara."

　　"……good."

　　Kei Kojima said this, but his hand subconsciously grabbed his sleeve, not wanting him to leave.

　　Gojo Satoru's eyes suddenly became gentle, and he touched his head:

　　"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

　　Kojima Kei looked up at him:

　　"No... When will you finish?"

　　Gojo Satoru glanced at the time:

　　"It should take a while. Eat something and I'll come find you later."

　　Kei Kojima nodded obediently.

　　He sipped the juice and looked at Gojo Satoru and Nanami Kento standing together.

　　Nanami Kento noticed his gaze and smiled at him.

　　Kojima Kei smiled politely.

　　The two had a good relationship when Kento Nanami left.

　　He is very smart, unlike Kei Kojima.

　　Kei Kojima was a little envious of him.

　　He didn't want to admit it, but he felt a little jealous seeing the two of them standing together.

　　He is not good at speaking or thinking, has little talent, and has few things to show for it.

　　How could such a radiant person be willing to stay by my side forever?

　　Kei Kojima could never understand.

　　But he would no longer give his naked heart to others like he did before. As long as he did not take the initiative to speak, he would be invincible and would not be hurt.

　　Kei Kojima finished the wine in the glass in one gulp, said something to Yu Haihara, then got up stealthily and slipped out the back door.

　　Kei Kojima felt a little dizzy after not drinking for a long time.

　　After returning to the dormitory, he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep. He got up again, left the technical college, and headed straight for downtown Tokyo.

　　He was not walking fast. It seemed that his cell phone was ringing on the road, but the sound was far away. Being drunk amplified his emotions. He did not want to answer the call and ignored all the calls. He did not know how long he had walked before he finally arrived at the familiar street.

　　Kei Kojima hasn't been here for a long time.

　　There was no one inside and it was pitch black - this was his home.

　　Kei Kojima took out the key and opened the door.

　　A familiar smell came over me, mixed with dust, and the furniture and the floor were covered with a layer of dust.

　　Kei Kojima couldn't help sneezing. He turned on the light and saw the photo on the counter was gray and covered with dust.

　　The phone kept ringing, he threw it aside, rolled up his sleeves, wet the rag, and started sweeping.

　　After mopping the floor, watering the flowers, and washing the sheets, it was already after midnight when everything was done.

　　Kei Kojima lay on the floor. Moonlight streamed in from the curtainless balcony, and he drifted off to sleep.

　　Someone seemed to be talking in the haze, and Kei Kojima opened his eyes.

　　There was a man sitting on the sofa, looking down at himself with his arms crossed.

　　He was wearing the same coat as the last time we parted.

　　"Hey, nice to see you again, Kei."

　　The man smiled.

　　Kojima Kei suddenly stood up:

　　"Why are you here?"

　　I actually dreamed about this guy, it's really disgusting.

　　He said indifferently:

　　"Get out."

　　"Don't say such hurtful things. Isn't it because you want to see me that I'm here?"

　　Geto Xiayou stood up, walked across the living room and came over.

　　"Of course I want to see you."

　　Kei Kojima held the sword but hesitated to draw it out:

　　"I dream of killing you! ... But not here. You don't have the face to stay here. Get out of my house!"

　　The dream was so unreal that Kojima Kei could hardly hear him speak, his words were intermittent. He wanted to stop him, but his body had no strength. He watched helplessly as he walked over and stood in front of him:

　　"I'm here to celebrate with you, Kei. Congratulations on learning the domain. You've become stronger again. I'm so happy."

　　Geto Suguru put his hand on Kei Kojima's scabbard and pushed the half-pulled sword back.

　　"Be careful. You don't want to destroy this place, do you? This is the only place your aunt left you with memories. What will happen if it's damaged?"

　　"You don't have the face to talk about her. Shut up."

　　Kei Kojima tried hard to break free from the restraints on his body, but his whole body felt as if it was carrying a thousand-pound weight and he couldn't move at all. The cursed energy in his body seemed to be solidified.

　　Geto Satsuki stared down at his face, and stretched out his hand, almost touching Kojima Kei:

　　"I missed you. I wanted to see you, so I came. I don't know when we will meet next time."

　　His eyes fixed, and he suddenly lifted up Kojima Kei's collar. The marks on it were a bit eye-catching. "What is this...?"

　　Xia Yujie's lips were tight, and his tone sounded questioning: "Wu... stayed? Did you sleep with him?"

　　Get out!

　　Get out of my dream!

　　Kei Kojima raised his arm with difficulty and smashed it towards the disgusted face.

　　With a "click".

　　The restraints on his body were instantly released, but Geto Suguru in front of him mysteriously disappeared.

　　The ground under Kei Kojima's feet turned into a whirlpool, tearing him down and causing him to fall continuously. He felt that he was about to be drowned when a pair of strong arms pulled him back.

　　"Kyu?"

　　Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared and caught him firmly:

　　"Why are you sleeping here?"

　　Kojima Kei opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. He felt Gojo Satoru gently touching his face and whispering:

　　"Let's go home, okay?"

　　He didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and fell asleep in this embrace that made him feel at ease.

　　A night passed.

　　Kei Kojima suddenly opened his eyes.

　　He was lying on his bed in the dormitory, sleeping in Gojo Satoru's arms.

　　He sat up with a headache. His head hurt so much from the hangover that he staggered to the table and drank a large glass of water to quench his thirst.

　　"I won't drink again next time."

　　Kojima Kei muttered to himself.

　　It was simply a nightmare. Not only did it make me feel bad, but my whole body ached as if I had run a marathon in my dream.

　　Kei Kojima didn't want to talk about what happened last night, so Gojo Satoru didn't ask any more questions.

　　However, after this, Kei Kojima was banned from drinking any alcoholic beverages.

　　A few days later, Gojo Satoru suddenly said:

　　"The sheets you washed last time are dry. It's going to rain in Tokyo in a couple of days. Should I have someone pick them up, or should you go back by yourself?"

　　Kojima Kei: "???"

　　Gojo Satoru knew how precious the boy was to the things in his home. In the past few years, he never let anyone touch them or allow anyone to come to his house, so he asked for his opinion first.

　　"When did I wash..."

　　Kojima Kei suddenly realized something and his expression froze:

　　"I'm not dreaming?"

　　Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow. "Looks like you were really drunk. Did you think it was a dream? I called you but you didn't answer. When I went to look for you, you were sleeping on the floor covered with a thin blanket. I was the one who brought you back home, and you woke up during that time. Have you forgotten everything?"

　　Kei Kojima frowned when he thought of the person who appeared in his dream.

　　Seeing his expression was not right, Gojo Satoru immediately realized something:

　　"Did anything else happen that night?"

　　Seeing Kojima Kei's hesitation, Gojo Satoru quickly guessed what he meant. His eyes darkened and he changed his words:

　　"Who else did you dream about?"

　　"It's... him."

　　Kei Kojima spoke with difficulty:

　　"He's sitting...on the sofa in my house."

　　Gojo Satoru looked at him:

　　"Um?"

　　There is only one name that Kei Kojima is reluctant to say.

　　"What did he do?"

　　Kei Kojima was silent for a moment, but finally spoke out, only skipping the fact that he saw the marks on his body and questioned him.

　　"Is it true?"

　　Kojima Kei was a little skeptical:

　　"I always feel like something is wrong..."

　　On the other side, Gojo Satoru closed his phone:

　　"It wasn't a dream. The people who followed you yesterday also lost their memories for a period of time. If you didn't ask them specifically, they wouldn't have known anything about it."

　　He put the phone on his chin and thought for a moment.

　　"You all must have been affected by some kind of spell. Do you have any other impressions?"

　　Kei Kojima tried to remember:

　　"My body seems to be controlled, and my thinking has become slower. It may also be the effect of alcohol. I can see him clearly, but the surrounding environment has become blurred. More importantly, I can't use my cursed energy and can't feel anything at all."

　　Kei Kojima's expression suddenly froze.

　　If this is the case, it means that Geto Suguru may have mastered a new technique, or absorbed some kind of cursed spirit with special abilities, and his level of danger has greatly increased.

　　Gojo Satoru placed his hand on Kojima Kei and frowned slightly:

　　"I haven't found any traces of magic on you, but I can't rule out the special abilities of some special-grade cursed spirits. Don't go out for the time being. If you do, come with me."

　　"good."

　　Kojima Kei responded.

　　"Anything else?"

　　Gojo Satoru stared at Kojima Kei, trying to find something from his expression.

　　"……there is none left."

　　Kei Kojima skipped the conversation about Gojo Satoru, turned his head away guiltily, and his eyes wandered.

　　Gojo Satoru laughed helplessly and pinched his face:

　　"Really? Didn't you say anything about me?"

　　Kojima Kei was surprised:

　　"How do you know?"

　　"Because I understand Kei~" Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

　　Kei Kojima said in a low voice:

　　"I was drunk and wanted to go back and take a look. Sorry... I didn't answer your call that day."

　　Gojo Satoru held him in his arms:

　　"Is it because I've been too busy these days, and Kei is too lonely? Today happens to be free, let's go on a date~ and make up for all the food we've eaten in the past few days!"

　　Kei Kojima lay in his arms without saying a word. He neither denied his first sentence nor rejected the second sentence. He just opened his mouth and bit Gojo Satoru's collarbone.

　　Whenever Kei Kojima thought of what happened that night, he felt a chill down his spine.

　　If this assumption were true, then it could be imagined that perhaps Geto Suguru had mastered a spell that could manipulate the human body, or perhaps he had absorbed a cursed spirit with such power. In either case, this spell was also very dangerous, and even a brief second of its effect could change the course of the battle.

　　This is also a huge threat to Gojo Satoru.

　　Geto Suguru hides very deeply, and every time he appears, it is an active act, so his whereabouts are very difficult to find.

　　In fact, with Gojo Satoru's six eyes, he would be able to find Geto Suguru's hiding place sooner or later by searching the entire territory.

　　But Geto Suguru had already prepared countermeasures. As long as Gojo Satoru approached within a hundred meters of him, he would indiscriminately slaughter the local ordinary residents, no matter the number, until they were all killed.

　　What if Geto Suguru used it on Gojo Satoru?

　　Kei Kojima couldn't help but feel a little worried.

　　"Don't worry."

　　Gojo Satoru noticed Kojima Kei's worry and winked at him:

　　"Do you think I can be controlled by such a simple spell? I am a hundred times stronger than Kei~"

　　Kojima Kei: "..."

　　It was also the hundredth time that he thought, this person is so arrogant!

　　Although it is true, it sounds so ridiculous!

　　Kei Kojima was so angry that he gritted his teeth and reached out to pinch his face.

　　"Don't be envious, what's mine is yours~"

　　Gojo Satoru took his hand with a smile.

　　"I wonder if Mr. Kojima would be able to have some time to go out for dinner with me later~"

　　Gojo Satoru holds Kojima Kei's hand:

　　"Great! You took my hand, so that means you agree, right? Then let's go now!"

　　"……Hello!"

　　The two took a car into downtown Tokyo. When they arrived, Kei Kojima realized that they were not the only two there. A boy was already sitting there.

　　"Brother Kojima."

　　The boy waved at them.

　　"Fushiguro?"

　　Kojima Kei was a little surprised, glanced back at Gojo Satoru, then turned his head and replied:

　　"haven't seen you for a long time."

　　"Long time no see, Kojima-san, Gojo-san."

　　Fushiguro Megumi said politely.

　　Megumi Fushiguro and his sister Miki Fushiguro received sponsorship from the Gojo family. Although his sister was just an ordinary person, Megumi Fushiguro came from a Zenin family. In another year, he would be able to officially enter a technical high school for systematic study.

　　Before that, Gojo Satoru would occasionally give him special lessons and coach him in some basic training.

　　According to Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Megumi was a very talented guy, as smart as his father, and very smart. Before Gojo Satoru found him, he and his sister had a very difficult time relying on each other for survival.

　　Kei Kojima had seen him several times before. He was a very well-behaved and polite child. He grew very fast. When they first met, he was not even as tall as Kojima's legs, but now he is almost as tall as him.

　　Although he was sometimes rude to his sponsor Gojo Satoru, he was always respectful to Kojima Kei:

　　"Kojima-san, what do you want to eat? It's my treat today, so order whatever you want."

　　"Oh~ You little brat are so arrogant~ You made money!"

　　Gojo Satoru snorted softly.

　　Fushiguro Megumi pursed her lips:

　　"I'm fifteen now, and will be sixteen soon. I'll be an adult soon. Please stop calling me a brat, Mr. Gojo!"

　　Gojo Satoru laughed:

　　"Haha? You're pretty quick at rounding off. Why don't you just fast forward to thirty?"

　　Fushiguro Megumi was angry: "You..."

　　Fushiguro Miki hurriedly pulled him:

　　"Xiaohui, don't talk to Mr. Gojo like that..."

　　Kei Kojima lowered his head and flipped through the menu, ignoring the two childish guys.

　　He is so mature now and won't fall for such tricks! Fushiguro Megumi is still too young!

　　"You are still young, wait until you start working before inviting us."

　　Kei Kojima looked at the menu and smiled:

　　"I haven't seen you for a long time. Let me treat you today. Eat as much as you want."

　　Fushiguro Megumi hesitated for a moment, then listened to Kojima Kei say:

　　"I have a big appetite."

　　Fushiguro Megumi immediately nodded in agreement when he heard this:

　　"Okay, thank you, Kojima-san."

　　Fushiguro Miki smiled helplessly.

　　Mr. Gojo next to him shrugged, not caring about the closeness of the address, and instructed Kei Kojima to help him order food.

　　"Kyu's treat, so I want to eat my fill!"

　　"I don't eat this, it's too greasy~"

　　"I want toast!"

　　"Order me another juice~"

　　"I want this..."

　　The young master was talking blah blah.

　　Megumi Fushiguro's eyes gradually became speechless, and she wanted to say something but held back.

　　Kei Kojima patiently ordered all the dishes that the young master wanted.

　　Gojo Satoru reached out to Kojima Kei: "I'm going home to relieve myself. Give me the key~"

　　Fushiguro Megumi could no longer bear it:

　　"Doesn't this restaurant have a restroom? Mr. Gojo!"

　　"I won't share a bathroom with those commoners~"

　　Fushiguro Megumi: “…”

　　Kojima Kei was already used to it and handed him the key:

　　"Come back soon."

　　"Don't think about me for one minute~"

　　"Um."

　　Gojo Satoru kissed Kei Kojima on the mouth in front of Megumi Fushiguro and quickly disappeared.

　　Fushiguro Megumi was stunned: "!!"

　　What is this guy doing in front of minors!

　　He didn't even know whether he should cover his eyes or not!

　　This place is very close to Kei Kojima's house, and with Gojo Satoru's speed, it only takes one minute to go back and forth.

　　"Brother Xiaojia..."

　　Fushiguro Megumi looked at Kojima Kei with some confusion and disbelief:

　　"Why on earth have you been with this person for so long?"

　　If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to endure it for even a minute.

　　Kei Kojima was stunned by the question and thought for a long time before finally giving a curious Megumi Fushiguro an answer:

　　"Because... he's been very nice to me."

　　It's so good that sometimes Kei Kojima always asks himself why.

　　"But this isn't the reason for being together."

　　Megumi Fushiguro questioned.

　　Next to her, Miki Fushiguro smiled softly and said in a gentle voice:

　　"Megumi, don't ask such rude questions. Of course, we've been together for so long because we love each other."

　　Kei Kojima lowered his head but did not refute.

　　……Yeah?

　　Yeah.

　　He was also a little uncertain.

　　The other side.

　　Geto Suguru's secret hiding place.

　　Geto Suguru was sitting cross-legged in front of a table covered with secretly taken photos.

　　There was a short man kneeling in front:

　　"I'm sorry, Master Geto, I didn't dare get any closer... Gojo Satoru is very alert. He must have spotted me. I didn't want to alert him, so I hurried back."

　　"It's okay, Koji, don't blame yourself. Gomoto is difficult to approach. I'll find another opportunity for you next time. It's really putting you in a difficult position to go alone."

　　Geto Summer Oil said gently.

　　Shimoyama Koji looked terrified and thanked him repeatedly:

　　"Thank you, Master Geto!"

　　Shimoyama Koji was a talented sorcerer that Geto Suguru discovered by chance. He possessed an extremely rare technique that could bind specific people, slow their thoughts, and bind their magical power. Most importantly, it could ignore their level. With this assistant, Geto Suguru's speed in subduing high-level cursed spirits was significantly accelerated.

　　The only drawback is that this man named Koji Shimoyama is too timid and always looks terrified.

　　He was often bullied because of his ugly appearance and short stature. In order to survive, he had to rely on and please others, becoming the lowest member of the group.

　　Later, it was discovered by accident that he could actually see ghosts. He was an outlier among outliers, so he was chained up and often used as a punching bag. After being beaten and scolded, he had to drag his injured body to make a fool of himself for entertainment.

　　It was a long dark time.

　　It was not until Geto Suguru rescued him, killed all those who bullied him, helped him take a bath, untied his chains, changed him into new clothes, and was able to sit at the table and eat properly. He no longer had to lie on the ground like a dog, begging and crying for food.

　　Koji Shimoyama expressed his utmost loyalty to Geto Suguru and said that he would follow Geto Suguru's lead from now on.

　　"You don't have to be like this, Koji, we are family,"

　　Xia Youjie smiled slightly. Even though he looked ugly, he treated him like a real family member, gentle and warm:

　　"Just do your best. You've worked hard these past few days, so go down and rest first. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, just tell the people who serve you."

　　"It's already very good, Master Geto!"

　　Koji Shimoyama said hurriedly, but there was no response for a long time. He carefully looked up to see the supreme and honorable Lord Geto Suguru, who was looking through the photos on the table with his head down, looking at them very seriously, so he carefully retreated.

　　Koji Shimoyama knew who the person in the photo was.

　　——Kei Kojima.

　　Mr. Takeuchi's former lover had now betrayed him and abandoned him to be with Mr. Takeuchi's former friend. He had overheard members of the intelligence team saying that whenever Mr. Takeuchi saw a photo of the two of them together, he would always feel depressed and would sit in his room reading to heal his wounds.

　　It's unforgivable!

　　Koji Shimoyama thought angrily.

　　Such a good Master Gouyu! Master Gouyu, who is like a savior, was actually betrayed by someone so close to him!

　　There was such a good opportunity that day, why didn't Lord Getu take the opportunity to kill him?

　　And...talking to him so closely...

　　Are you still in love?

　　If he finds an opportunity... maybe we can capture him and present him to Lord Getsu... which would be another great achievement.

　　Koji Shimoyama was silently calculating in his mind.

　　Kei Kojima knew nothing about this.

　　The school's work is gradually getting on track. He and Nanami Kento take turns working. In addition to taking care of the students of the technical high school, some high-level curse-clearing missions also require them to accompany the students, assisting and protecting future sorcerers to complete the tasks together.

　　In the blink of an eye, Fukuzawa Yuki, Hatta and Ma and other students successfully graduated and became official sorcerers, but they were sent to other places with their own jurisdiction. It is unknown when they will meet again.

　　Gojo Satoru taught an entire grade. Although there are not many students now, the rumors about him being a problem child in the school are becoming less and less, and he can now be considered a capable teacher.

　　At the beginning of the new school year, Gojo Satoru brought back a boy named Otsutsuki Yuuta.

　　This completely broke the peace that the college had maintained for several years.

　　——This genius was rated as a special-grade sorcerer before he even started systematic learning.