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

Gojo Satoru pursed his dry lips and felt his throat dry due to the chaotic thoughts swirling in his mind.

But I was too tired to get up and find some water to drink.

His blue eyes gradually focused on a bat-pattern carving on the eaves, and a thought suddenly came into his mind.

If he had more powerful strength and more extensive influence, would things like this happen again?

Is it true that no one can take her away from him?

Is it true that even if she doesn't want to, he still has a way to... force her to stay?

He still didn't know where such extreme emotions came from, but the only thing he knew was that she had already sold her life to him for only ten billion.

Therefore, even if she regretted it later, or was bewitched by others and wanted to leave him, he would never allow it.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru quickly got up and changed into a light yukata. He thought, he wanted to see her now, immediately, and soon.

Passing by a lacquered and gold-painted wooden carved treasure house, he paused, reached out and picked up the two Kongming lanterns on the stand.

The lamp is plain white and made of ordinary paper. It looks ordinary and even more simple than the other exquisite and expensive antique ornaments on the shelf.

But he was extremely careful when holding the lantern, because he had made it by hand in the past few days.

Although the lantern was simple, his thoughts were not simple. He quickly closed the door of the room and walked out of the courtyard quietly.

It was already early morning, but Huai Liang still had no desire to sleep.

Although she had drawn up a plan to escape from the Gojo family, the most crucial step was that she had to find a way to meet Gojo Satoru first before she could carry out a series of measures.

She has no personal freedom, so she can't play the game of "if the mountain doesn't come to me, then I will come to the mountain" - although she does have the ability to break the barrier.

But her "blind spot" of breaking the barrier and escaping from the back mountain that night at Kakumei Shrine had not yet led to the interrogation of the Gojo family.

When it comes to matters of life and death, Huailiang has never been optimistic. She believes that the Gojo family has not discovered this flaw, and she prefers to believe that it was Gojo Satoru who mediated on her behalf.

But this does not mean that she has passed the test. Looking at Gojo Satoru's abnormal attitude of not contacting her for several days, she knew that he might have become suspicious and might have dug a bigger trap for her.

However, things have come to this point, she does not want to and cannot retreat, and can only face the challenge head-on, find and seize a glimmer of opportunity in the crisis - from then on, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.

Huailiang thought calmly that if there was still no news of Gojo Satoru by tomorrow night, she would have to take the initiative.

The worst plan is to contact Fushiguro Shinji outside to support him while Gojo Satoru is out, wait for her to break through the layers of barriers of the Gojo family, and use her shadow-traveling ability to break out of the siege.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

The wooden window coffin made a few slight muffled sounds, and Huai Liang was startled. It finally came.

This was a secret signal that Gojo Satoru had set with her without her permission, under the pretext of not trespassing into a young girl's bedroom. Huailiang merely accepted it as a "funny" agreement on the surface, but secretly despised it in her heart.

He had clearly broken into her courtyard, only separated by a wall, and in a so-called 'polite' way he asked for her permission to enter the house - as if she had the room to refuse.

This may be the bad nature of most men. Does it mean that it is not considered rape if you can't get it in?

No matter how much he complained in his heart, he put on a fake business smile on his face.

Huai Liang hadn't fallen asleep yet. Because of the hot weather, she wore a white nightgown. She looked for the source of the sound and opened half of the window.

What I saw was Gojo Satoru's big smiling face, his blue eyes rippling with waves. There was no awkwardness of seeing him again after losing contact for no reason a few days ago, and there was no trace of gloom on his face.

"Hey, I didn't expect you were still awake so late."

Gojo Satoru blinked, and his already handsome face became more lively. "Let's light up the lanterns together. Didn't we fail to do so on the Tanabata Festival?"

A trace of hesitation flashed across Huai Liang's face: "But, other people will see it - and won't it run into the barrier outside the courtyard?"

"Ah... Speaking of this, Ryo, can you tell me when you learned such a powerful barrier-breaking technique without a teacher?"

Gojo Satoru slowly lowered his arm, which had been holding up the lantern with great excitement. "It is said that this requires extremely subtle manipulation of the magical energy, and a very close familiarity with the magical energy circuits that operate the barrier."

Well, what is coming will always come. If you stick your head out, you will be hurt. If you hide your head, you will also be hurt.

Huai Liang covered his mouth with his hand and yawned a little, his eyes hazy as he said, "I was wondering why you were lighting the lights so late at night. Turns out you came here to question me."

There was some resentment in her tone, "So you have been ignoring me on purpose these days? I thought you were jealous, but it turns out you were just afraid of wasting your 'life-saving talisman'."

"Forget it, it turns out that I was just being sentimental."

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth slightly, and his originally deep pupils froze for a moment. He had never seen such a scene before.

The girl always looked indifferent and cold in front of him. Although her words at this moment contained some angry complaints, her tone revealed an indescribable coquettishness and sadness.

The barrier that had separated him and her from the beginning to the end seemed to disappear in an instant, bringing with it a sense of playful intimacy and liveliness.

It was as if the statue of Buddha, who was originally sitting quietly in the shrine, suddenly glanced at him.

"That, that..."

The Six-Eyed Son of God, who was always sharp-tongued and good at seeing into the essence of things, was now like a cat whose tongue had been bitten, stammering and speaking unclearly.

The only thought in my mind was to break it down for myself. I had no such intention and I didn't want to hurt the good heart of the Bodhisattva who had rarely shown kindness.

"I'm just curious. I want to know everything about Liang. If you feel bored and want to study something else, you can ask me."

Having said that, Gojo Satoru didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that his hot cheeks were incredibly red. He felt a little embarrassed, but he was reluctant to leave.

He just wished that pair of silver-grey eyes could stay on his face longer and longer.

"The Gojo family has a library that has stored thousands of years of... various secrets of the world of spells and other materials. If I had known you liked these, you should have asked me for them. Sooner or later... they will all be yours."

After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something and looked at the other person with burning eyes: "Will you light the lantern with me?"

Seeing Huailiang remained silent, his tone couldn't help but be anxious, "Liang, you said that time is not important."

"The place is not important, it's the people who are important, right?"