December 24th.
Tokyo, Shinjuku.
The setting sun was blocked by the black barrier.
Thousands of cursed spirits slowly came from the other side of the barrier, from the sky and the earth.
"Pay attention to public facilities. If you find that there are still ordinary humans left, send them out of the barrier as soon as possible!"
Noctua Zhengdao raised his voice and shouted instructions to the experts.
After not seeing the pushy Xia Youjie appear for a long time, an unexpected person came behind Gojo Satoru who was feeling something strange.
"Hey, isn't this the old man Zhibiren, the former head of the Chanyuan family?"
"What's up?"
The man holding the wine gourd had a stiff expression on his face. This kid was still as annoying as ever.
Too lazy to be polite, the Zhibi people got straight to the point: "Shi'er's son, it's time to return him to us."
"That's the blood of our Zenyuan family, and Shi'er even accepted a transfer of one billion yen from us."
The man from Zhibi stroked his silver mustache and said seriously: "If you hadn't been so willful, we should have taken the child back long ago."
"Tch, troublesome old man."
Gojo Satoru muttered softly, frowning slightly.
Fushiguro Megumi, the son entrusted to Gojo Satoru by Jinji before his death.
Megumi Fushiguro was still a first-year student when we first met.
Until now, Fushiguro Megumi was still a few months away from graduating from junior high school and joining a junior high school.
Gojo Satoru had contacted the Naohbi people a few years ago and wanted to buy back Megumi's custody rights for one billion yuan...
But, it was rejected!
Forcing Fushiguro Megumi to stay was something Gojo Satoru didn't make sense from the beginning.
But he didn't expect that the Chanyuan family would come to his door at this time.
"Old man, please tell me how much it will take to let that child go."
The wealthy Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows: "Egu is my student now, so you'd better not let him go to that damn place in your house."
"Besides, didn't the head of your Chanyuan family awaken to the Ten Shadows method early in the morning?"
"It would be nice to have one. Don't be too greedy!"
Hearing the hidden warning in Gojo Satoru's words, Naohito's voice couldn't help but become colder.
"You little brat from the Gojo family, this matter can't be solved by just showing off your temper."
"For the sake of the stability of the magic world, and for the sake of the child's life, you'd better hand it over."
"The stability of the magic world?"
"ha?!"
Gojo Satoru sneered: "Why, old man, are you threatening me?"
"It's not a threat, I'm telling you the truth after you let yourself go."
The direct person looked serious: "I am surprised that Shi'er's child has also awakened the Ten Shadows Technique."
"But this is not the reason why the Chanyuan family must let him return. It is impossible for a simple Ten Shadow Magician to compare with our family master."
"I don't think too highly of that child. The reason why I persist is just because..."
"This is just an order from the master of the family."
It's him...
Gojo Satoru curled his lips as he thought of Mirai with a fake smile on his face.
This annoying old man is also arrogant enough to deny Hui's talent as a magician without even meeting him.
Just as he was about to speak, Gojo Satoru's eyes suddenly turned to the sky in the distance.
"It's really impressive."
"——Zi la!"
Exploding thunder resounded high in the sky.
The spread wings are enough to cover the entire steel building, and the dazzling lightning flashing around it seems to tear the night sky apart!
Just like Gojo Satoru said.
Mirai, standing on top of Shikigami Nue, attracted everyone's attention the moment he appeared.
...
White beret, white short sleeves.
Miguel, a foreign magician whose skin resembles that of an African, stood at the edge of the barrier.
After confirming that Gojo Satoru would appear in the future, Miguel exited the barrier in one step.
In just one second, Miguel entered the battlefield again after sending the edited text message.
"There will be five enlightenment in the future of Zenyuan. Is this the existence that Xia You said we need to pay attention to..."
Miguel tightened the black rope of the special magic tool in his hand and twisted his neck to warm up before the battle.
"Like Jie, are you the type who likes to be in the limelight..."
Looking at Zenin Mirai sitting on the edge of the top floor of the building, Gojo Satoru murmured softly.
"Gotiao brat, please think carefully about Shir's child!"
Seeing the appearance of the future, the direct people looked more solemn than before.
"Although the head of the family didn't say anything about the consequences of your unwillingness to hand over the child..."
"But I'm sure! One hundred percent sure!!"
Naobi looked at Gojo Satoru, and his words were a little more impatient!
"The head of the family will definitely take action against the Gojo family and that child!"
"What's more serious is that he will attack you directly, or even a high school student!"
"At any cost, even without fear of the sacrifice of all the Zen Masters."
Based on Nabito's understanding of the future for more than ten years, the consequences of Gojo Satoru's refusal will definitely develop in this direction.
The reason why the direct people are impatient is that they don’t want the Chanyuan family to go crazy with the future because of this trivial matter!
But don't listen to future orders...
There is no need to take action against the Gojo family, the Zenyuan family will be directly slaughtered by Mirai first.
Looking through the bandage, he looked directly at the expression on the person's face, the slightly tense body, and even the chaotic spell power for a moment...
The six eyes were feedbacking the signal to Gojo Satoru at this moment. What Naohito said before was not alarmist.
"trouble!"
It’s not that I’m afraid of finding myself in the future.
But because of this incident, the Chanyuan family members went berserk, which would really destroy the stability of the magic world.
Just like he has always been dissatisfied with the senior management of the college, but he endured the reason and did not take action.
Hui's problem is much more troublesome than the thousands of cursed spirits in front of him!
The main thing is that Gojo Satoru doesn't take it seriously.
"Mr. Gojo!"
Auxiliary supervision from a high school, Ichichi trotted all the way.
"Yigu classmate you asked me to investigate before..."
...
At the same time, college classrooms.
Maki, Otoko, Bai Zetsu.
Listening to Bai Jue's endless explanation of advanced pick-up routines, the two of them were speechless and the other blushed.
Suddenly, the darkness shrouding the sky suddenly woke them up.
"account?"
"Bai Jue, stay here, Yi Gu and I will go take a look!"
Maki stood up with a solemn expression, picked up the gun, and left.
"Senior Maki, wait for me."
Yigu blushed slightly and hurriedly chased after him.
"Are you coming..."
Bai Jue crossed his legs on the desk and looked out the window.
This was the best viewing angle he had chosen in advance yesterday.
"It's really the same as what Future Boy said."
Looking at Maki's back downstairs, Bai Jue smiled crookedly.
"I feel sorry for little Maki in advance...three...two seconds."
...
Shinjuku, inside the barrier.
Looking down at the magicians and curse spirits fighting below, Mirai's eyes were full of indifference.
The divine power space opened on the side of his shoulder continuously absorbs the magic power escaping inside the barrier.
This is what the future calls a buffet.
A battlefield wrapped in an enchantment, whether it is the death of the curse spirit or the death of the magician...
These will be the nutrients that promote Kaleidoscope and the evolution of heretic demons!
After glancing at Gojo Satoru, who was being dragged down by the foreign magician, and Ming Ming, who was struggling to kill the cursed spirit not far away, Mirai grinned.
"It's almost time. Let's take a final bite and then withdraw."
At this time, ten minutes had passed since the panda and the dog Juanji were sent away by Gojo Satoru.
