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This was probably the only time in his life that Zenin Naoya spoke calmly and face to face with the people of the "Gojo School".

...Except for the guy in a suit and goggles next to him.

From the moment he entered the room, all Nanami Kento saw was the profile of Zenin Naoya with his chin raised.

Nanami Kento: Is it my fault?

"Oh, I didn't expect we would be sitting at the same table."

Gojo Satoru smiled as if he was blind to the tension between the two.

"I understand your request, but I have to say, you are very bold. What makes you think I will switch to your side?"

Zenin Naoya crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows and smiled, showing off his evil spirit.

Gojo Satoru was too lazy to argue with the other party about "request" or "cooperation" and said, "Just because you came to the high school today, I can be sure of it."

"When you came here, you should have figured out why Maki sent you that photo, and you came here just to listen to my nonsense."

Zenin Naoya was silent.

What Gojo Satoru said was not without reason. The world of sorcery had long needed a new order. He watched Gojo Satoru struggle for so many years, and finally saw some improvement in the past two years, and even knew how to make allies.

Thinking of this, Zen Yuan Zhiya's mind moved.

If the reform of the magic world goes smoothly, then he and Xuejian...

He calmed himself down and said, "Wait until you have made some achievements, then it won't be too late to come and cooperate with me."

As he said this, he turned to leave.

"I'm afraid Miss Tsukishiro can't wait any longer." Nanami Kento, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"I heard some rumors while on a mission recently. Some people think that you are seduced by beauty and are ruining the morals of the Zen Temple family. They also have some complaints about Miss Yuecheng."

Zenin Naoya paused, and finally decided to leave the room without any hesitation.

"That woman, do you think she alone can change my life for nearly thirty years?"

*

When Zenin Naoya returned home, he found that his servants had prepared formal clothes for him.

"What is this doing?"

"Master, the master said that a distinguished guest will come to visit tomorrow and asked you to receive him well."

It was a common thing, and Zenin Naoya didn't care.

However, no one told him that this group of people came to his house with this intention.

"You are young and promising, and you are a role model for young people in the world of sorcery. I, your humble daughter, am willing to serve you."

It turned out to be a blind date meeting.

Naohito, who was sitting at the top, seemed unaware and continued drinking. Zenin Naoya gritted his teeth and said, "I've already told you about Xuejian and I, but you still caused this incident today."

Seeing that he had a cold face and was hesitant to respond, the head of the small family laughed awkwardly twice.

"Haha, I've heard for a long time that the master of the Zen temple likes wine. I have a collection of more than a hundred years of aged wine at home, and I would like to give it to the master for tasting."

"Okay, I just finished this bottle of wine."

The old father finally let go of the wine gourd and gave him a way out.

Zenin Naoya breathed a sigh of relief, at least he had escaped today.

He was a little unwilling. Even after they broke up, I was still thinking about her and keeping my virginity. Isn't this cheap?

Next time, let Zhenyi tell Xuejian the truth about this blind date and make her mad!

So at the following banquet, Zenin Naoya showed great patience and both the guests and the hosts enjoyed themselves.

The young master was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. He forgot everything and played drinking games with Zenin Naohito. Finally, he drunkenly said to Zenin Naoya:

"I was worried about Naoya-kun's character, but it seems the rumors are not true."

Why did his father find such a brainless family for him to marry?

Just to disgust him on purpose.

Zenin Naoya forced a smile. Zenin Shinichi, who was familiar with his behavior, frowned, glanced at the complacent old man, and shook his head secretly.

"Oh, what's the rumor?"

"They said you were arrogant and conceited, and often beat and scolded the assistant supervisors who cooperated with the mission."

"Hehe." The blond young man was wearing a solemn black kimono with family crests embroidered on it. He supported his chin with one hand and smiled. He held a wine glass in the other hand and was served by the young lady who was preparing for marriage. He arched his back and stared at the person in front of him with burning eyes. He said:

"Any more?"

"Also, it's about what happened in your room." The man smiled ambiguously.

The head of the family had already left the table, and those seated now were either guests from the opposing family or his mortal enemies and their supporters.

In the noisy and joyful banquet, he was the only one who didn't even have anyone to help speak for him.

Zenin Naoya tried hard to suppress his anger and asked, "What do you mean?"

"That's the woman who made a scene in Tokyo and threatened to break up with you. Naoya-kun must be very troubled. He was so foolish that he kept such a shameless woman."

"Don't keep a woman who comes to you asking for status. She's restless and will cause trouble sooner or later."

The man looked like he understood a lot. A gleam of light flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he nodded ambiguously towards Zenin Naoya.

"Look at my daughter. She is well-educated, dignified and generous. This is the demeanor of a wife."

The daughter he mentioned shyly put down the bottle of wine, sat beside Zenin Naoya, and lowered her head so that no one could see her expression, as if she was ready to give everything for her fiancée as her father said.

But Zenin Naoya, who was sitting next to her, noticed with his sharp eyes that the girl's hands, which were gathered in her sleeves, were clenched into fists, and the iris pattern on the hem of her kimono was deformed by her.

At that moment, Zenin Naoya thought of Tsukishiro Yukie.

Was she being talked about by others when she was not aware of it? They used other people's privacy to entertain themselves when drinking and socializing, thinking they had discovered the truth of the incident.

And will Xuejian hear their gossip somewhere during this period? Is Xuejian like the girl next to her, powerless to resist and can only endure silently?

Would she be sad, would she feel wronged? Would she attribute all this to her relationship with me? That was why she didn't want to reconcile, did she regret meeting me?

Thinking of this, Zen temple Naoya suddenly became angry.

"Then you brought your daughter here to ask for status and beg me to sleep with her. It's your family that has no shame, right?"

The old man's smile froze on his face.

The noisy banquet was muted, and the only sound in the spacious Japanese-style room was the nonchalant sound of Zenin Naoya pouring wine to himself.

Seeing everyone staring at him, Zenin Naoya's smile grew wider. He grabbed the girl's shoulders and pulled her into his arms, pointing at the man and cursing,

"Am I wrong? A poor family can only maintain respectability by selling their daughters under the pretext of marriage. What kind of help can your family give me? Isn't it just sponsorship?"

The terrified girl suddenly found that the restriction her father had placed on her was lifted. She wanted to escape, but her mother stopped her, causing her father to beat her up and use a spell to turn her into a puppet, forcing her to come to this suffocating house against her will.

But now, his father's spell has been lifted.

She didn't have time to think about it, and quickly changed into a terrified position and knelt on the ground, just hoping that her father would not notice anything.

Unexpectedly, the marriage partner named Naoya released the hand that was around her shoulders, stood up, leaned over, clamped his father's chin, and whispered in his ear,

"Wash your stinky mouth clean, Yuecheng Xuejian is not a name you can mention."

After saying this, Master Naoya walked past himself who was kneeling on the ground and strode away.

"Zenin Naoya!"

The girl quietly raised her head. The man named Shan, who called himself Uncle Naoya, stopped Zenin Naoya with his eyes wide open.

"Where will the Zenin family and the Izumo family be left if you leave! How can you be so reckless as a young master? Go back now!"

"Hasn't Uncle Shan wanted me to leave a long time ago? Why are you pretending to be so hypocritical?"

Master Naoya's golden hair was particularly dazzling under the light, and the diamonds on his earrings sparkled.

The girl suddenly discovered that the young master she hated was actually an outlier in an ancient family.

The sound of fanning became louder, and the girl couldn't tell whether his voice contained anxious anger or joy mixed with defensiveness.

"If you leave, the Zenin family will be ashamed of you. You actually did such a disrespectful thing for a woman."

Zenin Naoya nodded, looking at Zenin Shan with self-mockery and the realization that "it's as I expected" in his eyes.

"This is what Xuejian said. When my interests conflict with the interests of the family, you will become my enemy."

"It doesn't matter. I don't care anymore."

*

Zenin Naoya left, leaving behind a messy scene and the host and guests looking at each other in bewilderment.

At this time, the head of the family, Zenin Naohito, who had not appeared from beginning to end, came out.

"Since my son doesn't want to, I can't arrange a marriage for him. I'm sorry, brother. The Chanyuan family will come to apologize in the future."

The angry father was about to say something to gain more benefits for the family, but he shut his mouth in embarrassment under the long-lost sharp gaze of the Zen temple master.

"It's all your fault. You can't even win over a man. A wild girl is better than you."

My father complained on the way home.

Unexpectedly, the next second the girl clamped his arm and held it with her backhand.

"I'm sorry, father. I'm also going to run away from my marriage. How about you just find someone to marry? For the sake of the family, this sacrifice is worth it."

"You, how could you..." Break through my spell.

"I have to thank you for finding me a fiancé."

He would even say "sorry" as he walked past me.

I don't know whether he was apologizing for ruining the blind date or feeling sorry for what he had just said and done.

Anyway, today is over.

The girl threw her old father out of the car, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom amid the exclamations of the tribesmen behind her. She was ready to rush towards her new world.