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

Xia Youjie took off the fox mask on his face, hoping to use his natural handsome face to gain more respect for himself——

At least don't be treated as a weird person and be hated by her.

"Well, I really..."

It's not over yet, is it?

Huailiang remembered that this guy was obviously a very perceptive person who was good at reading the atmosphere. Wasn't her cold attitude obvious enough?

Just as she was about to start to retort, she was pulled behind a "high wall" by an irresistible force.

The young man's broad back shielded her tightly. It was Gojo Satoru who had returned at some point in time.

Holding two fluffy pink hairs in his hands, Gojo Goko raised his chin and stood in confrontation with Geto Suguru: "Hey, don't talk to someone else's fiancée without permission."

My heart felt like it was stung by a bee, and it was filled with intense pain.

Xia Youjie pursed his lips. He finally found someone he liked, but it had only been a few minutes.

The budding love was poured with a bucket of cold water over my head, leaving me chilled to the bone.

But he didn't want to give this arrogant guy an easy time, so he retorted, "You're not old enough yet? Are you engaged?"

This really hit a sore spot for Gojo Satoru, and he sneered with disdain: "We will hold the engagement ceremony next winter, so just give up."

Huailiang tugged at Gojo Satoru's sleeve, signaling him to stop talking: "Let's go, we still have to go to Jueming Temple to hang up wishing papers and release Kongming lanterns."

Gojo Satoru passed one to her, and seeing that she couldn't wait to take a big bite, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He half-opened the mask and hung it on the side of his head, then took a bite of his own. Somehow, it was sweeter than any he had ever tasted before.

Geto Suguru stood there, the bustling crowd and bright lights seemed to have nothing to do with him anymore.

The dark shadow was stretched out, and he looked at the backs of the two people leaving hand in hand. The pain in his heart became more intense.

As if he could no longer bear the pain, he pressed his chest tightly and looked away.

Yes, I came here to do serious business today, he thought, it was just a small episode.

There are especially many curse spirits in the summer, especially in places where people gather, where curse spirits are more likely to breed.

He would have to try his luck again to see if he could enrich his "collection" today.

In the future... he will always meet someone else who makes his heart beat faster, so don't think about it anymore.

Every Tanabata Festival, people go to various shrines and hang red, blue, yellow, white, purple, or other branches with their wishes written on them on bamboo branches.

Bamboo is hollow and it is said that gods can possess themselves inside it. It is a sacred plant and praying with it will make your wishes come true.

"Let me see, what did you write?"

As Huailiang put down his pen, a cat head popped out from behind his shoulder, blinking its baby-like blue eyes and approached the wish paper.

"Peace and joy... Tsk, so uncreative."

Huailiang hung the blue paper on the bamboo branch and asked casually, "So what 'creative' wish did Wujun write?"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru nervously pushed the person out gently and said, "Go wait for me over there where you ask for the amulet. I'll be right over there."

Seeing that the other party was acting sneaky and didn't want to be seen too much, Huai Liang's curiosity instantly increased by five points.

However, she remembered that the highlight of the night had not yet begun, so she suppressed her emotions and went to see the amulet as she was told.

When Gojo Satoru saw the other party turn and leave, he carefully took out the wish paper.

There were two rather abstract little people drawn on the paper, one with 'satoru' written underneath and the other with 'ryou' written underneath.

'Wu' and 'Liang' are exactly his and Huai Liang's names.

There is a big ? between the two little figures. I don’t know how such a complex text and picture can be condensed into such a narrow piece of paper.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about all that. Relying on his tall stature, he hung the piece of paper carrying his wish at the highest point where his fingers could reach.

It is said that the higher you hang it, the more likely it is that the gods will see it and your wish will come true.

After doing all this, he smiled, turned around contentedly, and followed in the direction Huai Liang left.

It didn't take much effort to choose the amulet. Huailiang casually pointed to a golden tassel-shaped amulet. Just as he was about to take it, Gojo Satoru snatched it away and stuffed it into the front of his yukata.

Well, if everything goes well, she won't celebrate Gojo Satoru's birthday this year, so this will be his birthday gift.

"Drip-drip-"

Gojo Satoru opened the cover of his phone, and his smiling expression instantly fell.

He uttered a dissatisfied complaint: "Ah, I am speechless. Why do you bother me so late at night?"

"Why would you exorcise a first-level cursed spirit if you don't have the ability? I'll have to finish it off in the end."

Huailiang's heart moved, knowing that the show was about to begin, and the main part of the play was about to begin, so he quickly adjusted his expression: "What's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru rubbed his hair irritably, like a cat with its fur standing on end. "A team of cursed spirits that was out of the Gojo family and was responsible for clearing the area got into trouble. They encountered a high-level cursed spirit that they couldn't handle, so they asked me to go and provide support."

"Then go ahead, Wu-kun."

Gojo Satoru hesitated: "But I haven't released the lanterns with you yet..."

Huai Liang frowned and said with concern: "Of course saving people is the most important thing. You can't be willful about this kind of thing. At worst, I can wait here for you to deal with the matter, and then we can release it together."

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and looked at his phone screen again. "It's almost 9 o'clock. I may not be able to make it back in time."

"Maybe Qixi Festival is over——"

Huailiang spoke soothing words: "Time is not important, what's important is to be with Wujun."

Gojo Satoru was almost instantly struck by the heart with such explicit sweet words.

This was the first time in more than three years that he had heard words that could be considered a "confession" from the other person.

No matter how hard he tried to control himself, he couldn't stop the corners of his lips from curling higher and higher, his ears turned red, and even his voice became lighter and lighter.

"Got it. Then you wait here for me. I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers, and the five family magicians hiding in the shadows appeared one after another: "Protect her."

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

His eyes reluctantly swept across Huailiang's face, Gojo Satoru bit his lip, reminded him again, "Wait for me to come back", then turned and walked out.

After walking about ten steps, he seemed to remember something and hurried back.

The warm palm held Huailiang's cheek and left a light kiss on her forehead.

His ears were red and almost purple. He didn't dare to look into those clear eyes again. He just whispered: "Next winter, I will be...years old. You wait for me."

After saying this, he didn't wait for Huai Liang's reaction and instantly disappeared into the vast night.