[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

Seeing the stubborn young boy in front of him, Shizhi always felt a little magical.

There is basically no difference in appearance, why does the personality seem to be completely different?

The 12-year-old Wutiao child looked as mature as an adult—Yu Zhi believed that this was probably his faking, after all, the little guy at this age likes to think that he has become an adult.

However, the 30-year-old Mr. Gojo is a childish ghost who is downright annoying and has a bad personality.And it's not a pretense, but because of his nature.

...No no no.Thinking about it carefully, since he was in high school, he has been like this annoying fart. His bad personality has remained unchanged for more than ten years, and it can be said that he has not changed at all.

"Ugh……"

Ye Zhi couldn't help sighing.

In just a few short years, how did Gojo Satoru grow from a stinky kid to a stinky naive ghost?

I firmly believe that this is definitely the most difficult unsolved mystery in the world to find the answer.

But put this question aside for now, Gojo Satoru was already shivering from the cold, and his hands that were tucked into his sleeves were also moving around, not stable at all.Although the expression is still stubborn and stubborn, as if it is impossible to reconcile with Shizhi, but in fact, from Shizhi's point of view, this is a pitiful appearance.

Yes, he wanted to sigh again.She tore off the blanket that was draped over her shoulders, and lightly laid it on Gojo Satoru's body.For this blanket that carried her body temperature, the five little boys did not resist much, but the scarlet color that had finally subsided returned to his face.

He lowered his head, hid all his expressions, and said nothing.

"But it's inconvenient to walk around the house wrapped in a blanket, isn't it?" Ye Zhi helped him straighten the edge of the blanket, and asked again cautiously, "You really really really really don't want to Wear my clothes? Don't worry, I won't pick out any weird clothes for you to wear."

This kind of thing can only be done by five childish ghosts who have grown up.

"Actually, I don't want you to wear my clothes. If you don't want to, you can wear your own clothes, if you don't mind being too big. I just don't want you to catch a cold and get sick. It happens to be the flu right now." It’s the season, it’s better to be careful.”

But it would be nice if I could see Gojo Satoru's state when he was sick - I don't know why such an evil thought jumped out of Yezhi's heart.

Such unspeakable thoughts suddenly burst out, no matter how you think, it is because Gojo Satoru has never been sick.

Human beings are always full of curiosity about unknown sights—to put this truth into reality, she is very curious and wants to know whether the sickly Gojo Satoru will become a more terrifying clingy ghost than usual.

However, she was only limited to thinking about it.In any case, she didn't think being sick was a good thing.

Probably because her words were considerate enough, of course, it may also be because the phrase "flu season" she just said was a bit scary, and Gojo Satoru's attitude was a little softer.He nodded and agreed.

"Then I will wear... my own clothes."

Oh, it seems that I still insist on myself.

Yezhi smiled softly, and didn't insist on anything anymore, he found a relatively loose knit sweater from the closet and put it on his little head.

"Put the sleeves on by yourself, I won't help you anymore." Shizhi ruffled his short hair, "You are already a 12-year-old boy."

Gojo Satoru turned his head away in dissatisfaction, shook off her hand, muttered "I know" in a low voice, and put his hand into the softer knitted sweater.The wide kimono sleeves are wrapped in the narrow knitted sleeves, stacked layer by layer, which is uncomfortable to watch.

Not only that, but the cuffs have grown a lot.Even if Gojo Satoru straightened every finger, there was still no way for the fingertips to protrude from the edge of the sleeve.The shoulder line was stretched crookedly by the inner layer of clothing, almost reaching his elbow.

No matter how you look at it, it's awkward.He flicked his sleeves uncomfortably, muttering in a low voice:

"so big……"

"Of course you're big, who made you grow so tall."

Ye Zhi helped him straighten the sleeves of the kimono, and rolled up the cuffs a few times, which barely made the dress fit a bit better, but the kimono neckline that leaked out of the round neck of the knitted sweater was still very strange. She couldn't help laughing just by looking at it.

"Are you sure you don't want to wear my clothes? It will be much more comfortable to wear." She said secretly, "Don't think of my clothes as women's clothes - just think of them as ordinary M size clothes. Is it okay?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head and firmly denied, "No."

"Ah... well."

Suddenly he didn't seem so cute anymore.

Yezhi sighed in disappointment, feeling sad even thinking about it, but she cheered up in the next second.She patted Wujo Wu on the shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and said mysteriously:

"Do you want to know your current height?"

"Who wants to know such nonsense."

was mercilessly rejected.However, Yezhi was not discouraged at all, he was still smiling, and his expression looked a little proud.

"You're 1.9 meters tall now. Isn't that amazing height?"

"Oh……"

He responded lightly, as if he really didn't care at all, but from Shi Zhi's point of view, the corners of his lips must be secretly happy.

Um.The little boy is really cute.

Shizhi rubbed his head and gently pushed him out of the room.This is also the first time that the five little boys saw the whole picture of this house—his home.

In fact, their home looks quite ordinary, just a very ordinary one-story apartment.The layout and area are just right, not too big and exaggerated, the overall decoration style is quite simple, and the furniture is also warm wood color.The most unusual place is probably that the location is quite expensive.

Gojo Satoru paused in front of the locker, his gaze fell on the photo frame above the locker.Inside is a photo of him as a grown-up with the woman who calls herself (and is) his wife, with their arms around a big yellow dog, smiling easily, and wearing nothing but a ring That's all, it seems that this is a group photo before the wedding.

But there is no dog in the house at the moment.Gojo Satoru could tell that there had been no traces of pets in this house for a long, long time.

It seemed that the dog was long dead.

He thought so, so flat that it was almost indifferent.

Anyway, this death has nothing to do with him.Even for the deaths that were really related to him-a lot of deaths that were born in the name of "protection" by people around him in order to kill the strongest curse masters who approached him-Gojo Satoru has long since stopped caring up.

"Enlightenment!"

He saw Yezhi poking his head out of the kitchen, holding a milk carton and a strange flat square thing in his hand.

"What do you want for breakfast? Muffins or sandwiches?" She waved the strange thing, "I'm going to order takeaway."

"It will be all right."

"Then muffins."

Her head jerked back again.Gojo Satoru heard a soft "bang", it was she who closed the refrigerator door.

Gojo Satoru continued to wander around the house, and he could see traces of the lives of the two of them everywhere, such as the super-packaged puffed food in the snack box, and the housework division table posted on the refrigerator door .

All of this should be unfamiliar, but invisibly gave him an indescribable familiarity.He couldn't tell whether that was good or bad.It's just hard for him to understand and imagine what it would be like to live here and leave a lot of traces behind him, and what he was thinking in his heart.

After going around and around, he finally returned to Yeshi's side.

Only by this person's side can the young boy feel the most at ease, as if this terrible situation has completely disappeared, even though he doesn't know where this peace of mind comes from.

"Finally I don't have to substitute for you today. Huh—the weekend is really great." She whispered to herself, "I hope I won't be assigned any annoying work today. Ah, if I could Just stay at home all day... By the way, Wu, is there any place you want to go in particular?"

Gojo Satoru watched her slowly fold the empty milk carton flat, his gentle eyes always seemed to be smiling.

"Although I really want to stay at home all day, I always feel that children of your age should not be willing to waste ten hours at home. If you want to go somewhere to play, you can tell me. I will take you go."

"Anywhere?"

"Yeah. But..." she added solemnly, "Illegal places and places with age restrictions are not allowed!"

What a rigid grown-up.

Gojo Satoru thought furtively.Although I didn't like this kind of gentle inspiration, I still responded with an "oh".

"Is the amusement park okay?"

I don't know why, when he said this sentence, Ye Zhi pursed his lips and smiled lightly, even the corners of his slightly curved eyes were smiling.

"Wutiao kids want to go to the amusement park?"

"Don't call me that." He curled his lips, "Why, is it strange for elementary school students to go to the amusement park?"

"No. I didn't say that." She shook her head with a smile, "I think amusement parks are very interesting. Well...Thinking about it, I haven't been to an amusement park for a long time."

The empty one-liter milk carton was finally folded into a palm-sized piece of cardboard by her.

"Then, let's go to the amusement park together today."

They happily reached a consensus.

After earnestly eating breakfast, and tidying up his attire, the five little boys followed him out.According to her, the amusement park is not far from home, and it just so happens that the weather today is also very good, so it's better to go there on foot.

Gojo Satoru has no opinion.He just felt that this cashmere cardigan was too big and uncomfortable to wear. He kept walking and the rolled up cuffs collapsed, so he had to turn around countless times to help him straighten the sleeves. Worried more than his old housekeeper.

In fact, he can do this kind of thing himself, there is no need for her to worry all the time.

He pulled the sleeve from Yeshi's hand.

"Honestly, I think you are a strange person."

With a blank face, she raised her finger and pointed to herself: "Me? Strange?"

right.strangeness.

But in fact, it is not her who is strange, but himself named Gojo Satoru.

He became a little strange when he was around her.The mood I can experience is indescribable, completely different from the past.The emotion she gave herself was also an abstraction that was difficult to describe in words, and it was completely different from the emotions given by others.

The favor of Zhongxing Pengyue is a bow to his power, and the killing driven by the curse master against him is the fear of this power.

What it gave him was neither fanatical admiration nor cowardly malice, but vivid and rich emotions like a square 49-color watercolor paint plate.

As long as you get close to her, it seems to be dyed, and you can feel the same clear and vivid colors.

So, what exactly did she give herself?

Wujo enlightenment, unable to comprehend.