【Gojo Family Housewife's Daily Life】Comics

(This article is a continuation of the previous article Extra 1 Parallel World () Endless End)

"The light of my life, the fire of my desire; my sin, my soul."

———Vladimir Nabokov (USA)

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At night, the castle tower was silent, with only a few cat meows coming from the front.

In the diffused night, moonlight shines on the window frames, and silver light permeates the air, like a dream.

Yoko knelt at the foot of the steps of the castle tower, not daring to breathe. After she reported the recent intelligence about Master Feng's whereabouts, the head of the family remained silent.

There was silence all around, as if time had stopped.

She raised her head slightly and glanced at the head of the family.

Under the moonlight, his long silver hair hung down, like the Milky Way scattered into the night, while the silver light of the moon halo flowed on the hanging silver-white hair, making him look very divinity.

The snow-white cat in his arms called out from time to time.

Yoko recognized this cat. It was the one that her lady had given to Miss Xing. It was almost 9 years old now and was an old cat.

She just kept daydreaming like this, and it seemed like a long time had passed, so long that Yoko felt that her kneeling legs were almost numb.

Then I heard the master of the family say slowly: "I really didn't expect that old man Gojo Masa would actually dare to send Feng away."

At this point, he smiled contemptuously, "After all, he is a male heir, so he is especially taken care of by the old oranges. Over the years... he protected him, and protected him... I didn't expect that he would really develop feelings for him."

Ah, this... Is the head of the family talking about Lord Zheng and Young Master Feng?

Yoko felt that she couldn't respond to this.

Fortunately, Master Wu quickly changed the subject: "How is the investigation going on with the Huaguo matter?"

"Your guess should be true. And the head of Quanxing, Lü Liang, has been helping us. With him, our investigation is going smoothly. Currently, we have found seven of the descendants of the Eight Wonders, and only the descendant of Daluo Dongguan is left, and there is no clue yet."

Gojo Satoru smiled after hearing this. He walked down the stairs step by step and said, "Very good, let's continue. But... remember to speed up. Because I'm getting a little impatient waiting."

Yoko, who thought she had passed the test smoothly, was frightened when she heard the last words of the head of the family.

As if sensing the change in the man's mood, the white cat in his arms also meowed.

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It is March, and the warm breeze is blowing.

The flowers bloom on the branches, like a girl's smile, bright and charming.

In the spring sunshine, birds are singing melodiously. The birds in the Gojo family's residence are active again, singing happily on the branches.

As soon as Jing opened the window, she saw a cuckoo jumping on the branch, calling "cuckoo cuckoo".

She looked at the vibrant spring scenery in front of her, but lowered her head and sighed slightly.

Just ordinary bird song...

Since the death of Mrs. Qin, the Gojo family no longer sees the wonderful sight of flocks of birds flying and dancing.

At this time, Tsuruori came in, "Sister Jing, Mr. Yega is here to visit. He wants to see the head of the family."

"Okay, I'll go and pass it on." Jing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and left.

Yega Masamichi followed Jing in the courtyard and felt the constant fluctuations of cursed energy coming along the way. He guessed that the hidden guards of the Gojo family were lurking everywhere.

He couldn't help but sigh, "The security is very strict."

Jing smiled bitterly: "Because last month another thief tried to steal..." She wanted to say that a thief wanted to steal the lady's body, but then she thought of something, so she held back and didn't continue.

But Night Moth understood her silence and asked, "How are those people?"

Jing listened and replied calmly, "Dead. The master of the family crushed it himself. Even the residue was fed to Miss Xing's dogs."

Jing spoke calmly, as if she was not talking about anything particularly important. After all, over the years, the number of thieves who wanted to steal Madam's body was so great that one could hardly count them on one's ten fingers.

Who wouldn’t be envious of the Lu family’s “Soul-Clearing Technique”?

But these words stirred up a storm in Ye Moth's heart...

Kill him directly....Enlighten him....Does he really leave no room for leniency in his actions...

(By the way, let me talk about the ending of Naohua in this "Parallel World 2": he wanted Qin's body, but was killed by the crazy Wu Miao. He even died in the same way as Hua Yu. Alas, you thousand-year-old bitch... Rest in peace...

But Nozomi is still awesome, he chose the right time and almost succeeded. He is also the only thief who has touched Qin's body and almost succeeded in taking Qin out of the Gojo family in recent years. I have to say he is also very strong, but he was killed by the crazy Wu Miao... He was beaten to pieces by the unlimited technique...

Therefore, there are no tiger wars in this world, no death and return, and no resurrection of the great man.

The world line is completely messed up….(? ?︿ ??)…..

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The weather warmed up at the end of March, and the garden at the backyard of my family was already full of flowers.

However, the most unrestrained and beautiful one is the hundreds-year-old double-cherry blossom in the courtyard.

The end of March is the best time for cherry blossoms to bloom. At this moment, the cherry blossoms in the garden are in full bloom. Under the gentle and soft spring sun, the pink flowers bloom as pink as red clouds, gorgeous and dazzling.

Under the gorgeous cherry tree, a young couple sat. The man had silver hair that reached down to his waist, and was wearing a silver-white kimono. Although he had a bandage on his eyes, it didn't seem to affect him as he was carefully painting the nails of the woman in his arms.

Her beauty does not mind being stained by rouge and powder, and her temperament prefers the fragrance of silk and satin.

A gust of wind blew by, and flowers rained down, with a fragrant smell. Countless petals fell, landing on him and the woman in his arms who was wearing a lavender skirt.

When Ye Mo Zhengdao followed Jing to the backyard, what caught his eyes was this picturesque scene.

Before Jing could speak, Gojo Satoru seemed to have noticed the person coming. He raised his head slightly and smiled, "Teacher Yega, long time no see."

Perhaps to an uninformed person, this picture of a beautiful woman in springtime might seem so moving, but in the eyes of Ye Moth Zhengdao, all this seemed particularly strange.

Under the gorgeous spring light, the living man and the dead woman....hug each other affectionately.

Even in the sun, it sent chills down his spine.

"Wu...you..." Ye Moth looked at the student in front of him whom he was once very familiar with, and suddenly felt that he was so strange.

After Qin passed away, he grew his hair long again. More than six years later, his long silver hair had grown to his waist like a galaxy of stars.

He held Qin in his arms, half lying on a rocking chair in the yard, basking in the sun while applying nail polish for the woman in his arms.

Qin in Wu's arms was wearing a very spring-like lavender dress. She just lay quietly in his arms, motionless like a doll, allowing him to intimately put his face half on her beautiful face, and then dye her nails red little by little with bright red nail polish.

More than 6 years have passed, but time has stood still forever for Lu Qin.

He didn't know what method Wu used to keep Qin's body looking so lively. It was really as if he was just sleeping.

He wasn't sure, maybe he had invited Master Daochen, who was nearly a hundred years old (Daochen's ability was to make inanimate objects immortal, as mentioned earlier, the same was true of Lu Ren's body).

However, no matter how much like real flowers they look, they are still just fake flowers; no matter how much like a living dead person they are, they are still just a dead person.

Just a lifeless shell of a beauty...

The servants brought a coffee table and chairs. Gojo Satoru asked his teacher to sit down, and Jing also poured two cups of spring tea for them.

Wu looked at Jing with dissatisfaction and complained, "Where's Qin's?"

Jing then realized that she had just made a mistake. She avoided the question and said, "Master Wu, the lady doesn't like brewing tea (1)."

"That's right." Gojo Satoru accepted her explanation and expressed his agreement. Then he looked at Qin in his arms, smiled and touched her soft face with residual warmth, and said, "You go down first. Remember to brew a pot of Mingqian Longjing tea. Xiaoqin likes that the most."

Then he kissed the cheek of the woman in his arms, lowered his head and asked Qin: "Is that right, Xiao Qin?"

He listened quietly, paid his respects, and then quickly left.

Ye Moth was sitting here, feeling uncomfortable all over.

He was so nervous that he even put down his teacup. He thought for a moment before speaking, "Wu... How are you doing recently? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I accompany Xiaoqin every day, see how the recruited kids are doing, and deal with those annoying old men at the directors' meeting. Of course, I also listen to reports occasionally... deal with the affairs of the Gojo family, um... and then there's nothing to do. What can I do?"

But after he finished speaking, he propped up his chin and thought for a while, then looked at the woman in his arms like a spoiled child and began to play the victim: "It's not that nothing is wrong. Xiao Xing has reached her rebellious stage and doesn't get close to me. Xiao Feng is even more so. She has learned to run away from home. I am such a failure as a father. Xiao Qin, you don't even help me."

But the woman in his arms remained like this, with her eyes closed and not moving.

"Huh? Qin doesn't care? He didn't wake up when he heard his son ran away from home? The world outside is very dangerous. He is a child out there, he might be bullied, he might get hurt... or even die." He said this and laughed at himself. (Gojo Satoru lied, Feng was sent to Lu's house by Gojo Masaru)

Ye Mo Zheng Dao couldn't bear to listen any longer. He thought for a moment and decided to interrupt and get down to business. "Wu, you know that four unregistered special-grade cursed spirits have appeared recently and have killed hundreds of people. Wu, you..."

Gojo Satoru became more excited after hearing what Ye Mo said, "Ah? Special grade cursed spirit, is it so powerful? That's really incredible. So scary~"

Then, he put his ear close to Qin's ear as if he was sharing a secret, and whispered, "It's scary, isn't it, Xiaoqin? But rest assured, Xiaoqin, I will definitely protect you well and won't let anyone hurt you again. Last time, someone actually tried to steal you away, it was terrible!"

"Fortunately, I have crushed him into pieces. Don't be afraid, Xiaoqin," he added.

Ye Moth was really angry this time. He said seriously: "Wu! Hundreds of innocent people were killed. They are also..."

"That's really pitiful...but what does this have to do with me?" Yega Masamichi was interrupted by Gojo Satoru before he could finish his words.

"Don't be like this, Satoru..." Ye Moth looked at Gojo Satoru. He really had no other choice.

Now the Gojo faction is the only one that dominates the board of directors.

But Wu used all his strength to do what he had to do - to find Huaguo's "Eight Wonderful Techniques"!

Maybe he shouldn't be too harsh on Wu. He had done enough before. This was not his responsibility in the first place. He could have lived such a comfortable life from the beginning, but ever since Geto Suguru left, he has almost single-handedly shouldered the important tasks of the entire sorcery world.

He saved many people, he kept them alive, and protected many people's families... But in the end, the person he loved left him, and his family became fragmented...

Buddhists always say that one will go to hell after death, but perhaps for Wu, there is only one hell in this world... and he is in it.