[Spell Return] Various Possibilities of Xia Youjie
While Xia Youjie was squatting under the eaves of a convenience store eating oden, he heard the "Shinjuku Vicious Assault Incident" being broadcast on the TV. The white mist from the hot soup blurred the wanted poster photo. His ball head was wet from the rain, and his sleeves were still stained with crayons given by the children in the orphanage.
The proprietress behind the cashier suddenly raised her voice: "There are so many crazy people these days!" He paused for a moment while pinching Takewa's fingers, thinking of the curse master girl he rescued three days ago - that child was sent by the top management to kill him, and she wore the same curse tool as Haihara Yuu's on her waist.
"Total 480 yen."
Xia Youjie showed scars on his wrist when he took out change, and the cashier took half a step back in fright. This reminded him of Nanami Kento's reaction when he saw him at the izakaya last week: "So people like you also eat grilled chicken skin."
The Panxing Sect has long ceased to exist. Now he lives on the coast road in Chiba and rides a second-hand bicycle to the fish market every morning to buy discounted mackerel. Mimiko and Nanako were studying in a nearby middle school, and their school uniform pockets always had his handwritten amulets - modified with the puppetry technique taught by Noctua Shodao.
It was snowing lightly the day Gojo Satoru came. The strongest magician, wrapped in a ridiculous Santa Claus scarf, smashed Sendai Kikufu into the fishing net he was repairing: "My students have been made things difficult for the higher-ups again."
They sat on top of a rusty shipping container and ate cold cream daifuku. Xia Youjie talked about the curse master organization he rescued last month. Those children were doing research on the harmlessness of curses with Jiujiu Yuki. Gojo Satoru complained about the stubbornness of the Kyoto school and used Cang to help him repair the leaky roof.
"Haihara's sister has been admitted to the medical school." Gojo Satoru suddenly said, "She asked me to bring you homemade cookies."
Xia Youjie's chewing movements stopped for a moment. The sea breeze carried the postcard sent by Qianhai Jianren and brushed against my ears. The sunrise on the African grassland was printed on it.
That night he sneaked into the Council of Directors' database, not to kill people, but to copy genetic experiment data. When retreating, he bumped into Otoko Yuta. The super magician pretended not to see the documents in his arms, but secretly blocked the pursuers with Li Xiang.
"You are more humane than when you were in high school." Xia Youjie said before leaving.
"Miss Nizi said this is a mid-life crisis." Yigu threw him the special hemostatic patch provided by the senior management.
On the day when Mimiko graduated from junior high school, Xia Youjie bought a suit at a second-hand store. He stood in the last row of the auditorium and watched his adopted daughter take the stage wearing a fleur-de-lis bow tie to receive the award. Nanako secretly took a photo of him wiping his eyes, and the photo later appeared on the refrigerator in Gojo Satoru's teacher's apartment.
One morning, Xia Youjie found an abandoned baby magician in the fish market. He squatted on the damp dock, drying the swaddling clothes with magic spells. The baby grabbed the ring finger of his right hand and giggled. On the distant horizon, Kujiu Yuki's scientific research vessel is slowly sailing towards the Pacific Ocean.
"What name do you want?" Nanako asked teasing the baby.
Xia Youjie looked towards Tokyo. Gojo Satoru just sent a message that Noctua's rehabilitative hearing was passed.
"Call Sunflower." He wiped the raindrops from the baby's face. "The sun and sunflower are both good."
Xia Youjie never apologizes or looks back, but personally I feel that the fishy smell of pickled mackerel and the soapy fragrance of girls' school uniforms have a more real warmth than "righteousness".
Purpose: Don't neglect doing good deeds because they are small