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

"We just need to wait until Wu grows up, which is five years later, and then announce the cancellation of the engagement. If you both change your minds by then, we can also hold the engagement ceremony."

Huai Liang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had passed the job interview.

Before she could open her mouth to refuse, Gojo Satoru beside her sneered, "That day will never come."

"Well, now let's set the bondage."

The golden afterglow of the setting sun slanted in through the palace doors and windows, casting a large patch of dim light on the cool black marble floor.

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes, his silver eyelashes pressed densely against his eyelids like a fluttering butterfly.

He stretched out his hand and overlapped it with another white, soft, yet icy cold hand.

In the devil's hour——

He and the blood-stained wind formed a bond.

The beginning of the new year.

Huailiang did not attend the Gojo family's New Year's ceremony, even though the head of the Gojo family announced Rokugan's engagement partner at the ceremony - it was her.

She refused anything other than "replacing a life", including but not limited to a marriage relationship that, in her eyes, would become a full-time babysitter and free sex companion.

The Gojo family just didn't want to give the position of the Six-Eyed God's principal wife to an orphan from a declining family.

Therefore, as an exchange of interests, the "fake fiancée" who is well known to both parties does not need to seek a sense of existence.

She needed money badly, and 10 billion yen was not enough.

Firstly, she had to expose her weakness so that the people of the Gojo family could take advantage of it; secondly, the principle of 'money makes the world go round' applies in every world.

Even if she could successfully leave the Gojo family later, she would have offended the largest family in the world of sorcery, so how could she end up well?

As long as they spread the news that the person with the life-replacing technique has escaped—

Unless she could enter another person's body and survive, she would be hunted by everyone even if she took some shady "private orders".

After the restraints were decided that day, Huailiang was taken to a secluded courtyard by the maid of the Gojo family.

She refused the personal service of servants, and had three meals delivered to her at fixed times every day, and all the daily necessities she needed were met as long as she made requests.

As expected, she was placed under house arrest in the name of "protection".

There's nothing wrong with this, as it just so happens that she has enough free time to collect everything related to the world of sorcery at this point in time.

Since I can't leave the courtyard for the time being, the first thing to do is to find a channel to obtain information from the outside world.

As a result, Huailiang had a fierce tug-of-war with the elders of the Gojo family over the installation of network cables and computers.

The final result was good, because the Six-Eyed God was also curious about the lives and entertainment games of non-magicians in the outside world.

With his help, she successfully installed a computer in her own yard.

Huailiang knew early on that the technology in the world he was stranded in was very backward, and the first successful moon landing was only 30 years ago.

Humans have not even fully explored the solar system, let alone space jump to other galaxies dozens of light years away.

There is no need to think about not completing system tasks, doing fancy operations to save money to buy rockets to explore the star field and "go home".

The ridge of the roof was raised high, and the raindrops as big as beans hit the black tiles, making a rustling sound.

The rainwater gathered in the grooves of the eaves and flowed down like a pearl curtain unfolding.

Huai Liang sat in the Japanese-style room. On a wooden table was a plate of seasonal Japanese confectionery. The white camellia cake wrapped in two camellia leaves exuded the sweet aroma of glutinous rice and red bean paste.

Pick up one and put it in your mouth, there is a dense, light and sweet taste.

Since she traveled through time, her greatest pleasure has been to enjoy the material things of peacetime - of course, food is an indispensable part of it.

Faint noises came from outside the courtyard. Huai Liang keenly noticed that the barrier outside seemed to have been broken by someone. Was he here to kill her?

Because there was no confidence in killing the Six-Eyed God Child with one blow, he decided to kill his "other life" first?

The sky was dark and the rain was getting heavier with the rumbling thunder.

The goldfishes in the small pond swam around, floating beside the dry lotus leaves and blowing bubbles.

The unique smell of earth after the rain lingering in the courtyard was now mixed with another fishy smell coming from blood.

It was at this time that Gojo Satoru suddenly walked in.

He was wearing a mint green hakama with a crane pattern, holding an indigo blue umbrella, and walking towards the corridor step by step in wooden clogs.

Every step left a bloody footprint on the stone slabs of the courtyard, which was washed away by the heavy rain into a blurry mass of scarlet.

"So it's Master Wu who has come to visit. I'm sorry for not welcoming you in person."

Although he was speaking in a panic, Huai Liang remained seated in front of the long table, holding a psychology book steadily in his hand, browsing the text on it.

Gojo Satoru casually placed his open umbrella on the corridor outside the house, kicked off his wooden clogs, and swaggered into the room wearing his snow-white tabi.

He lazily sat down on the mat, propped his hands behind his back, and raised his chin high: "There were more than twenty curse masters who attacked outside, and they have all been dealt with."

Huailiang turned the page and said calmly, "Oh, the strength of the Gojo family is reassuring."

"I killed ten of them myself."

Unhappy with being ignored, Gojo Satoru sat up straighter, his head closer to her side, his velvet blue gemstone eyes scanning the pages.

"Personality psychology? Hmm, psychoanalysis, humanism... all that nonsense."

Gojo Satoru came here with the intention of watching the show and scaring her.

At first, when he learned that his cheap fiancée refused to move to the yard near his main yard, he thought she was quite sensible.

But I also have some doubts whether she is playing a trick of retreating to advance.

Later, she heard from the servants that she had not left the Yaocaiyuan for nearly a month, and she began to feel a little neglected.

In the Gojo family, everyone has always praised him.

Now he has a fiancée who has cut off her retreat and has to live under someone else's roof. She doesn't seem to be worried about her own situation, let alone being greedy for any benefits from him.

——This greatly aroused his curiosity.

"I have nothing to do, so I might as well find a book to read to kill time."

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, with a small tuft of silver hair sticking up from the back of his head: "Are you really not afraid?"

Huai Liang sighed inwardly. Based on her understanding of Gojo Satoru, she knew that he would not be able to read the book before sending him away.

Although this guy had some of the proper manners of a young master from a wealthy family when he was young—

He was far from being as cynical, unruly and unrestrained as he became later in life.

But she knew very well that a person's inherent bad qualities could not be changed.

But...it just so happens that she can try out the theoretical knowledge she has learned these days.