Undead meow of a certain college

Unlike before, Gojo Satoru can't see his phantom this time, because he is already beside his cat, and his cat doesn't need to look at his phantom for false comfort anymore.

The small black room was pitch black, and the eyes seemed to be blinded, and they couldn't see anything.

When vision disappears, the other senses become sharpened.

Gojo Satoru hugged the Zenyuan Shiya, feeling Mao Mao's dependence on him, and frowned slightly while being happy.

A small ball was in his arms, probably with his eyes closed.

He let go of one hand, wanting to tease tease.

But as soon as he let go of his hand, Chanyuan Shi immediately shouted nervously: "Brother Wutiao!"

The hand that had just been released was once again attached to Mao Mao's back.

He comforted, "Brother Wutiao is here."

"Yeah!" Zenyuan Shiye responded loudly, leaning his little head back on Gojo Wu's chest.

Breathing gradually calmed down.

Just when Wujo Wu thought that Zenyuan Shiye was about to fall asleep, he felt Zenyuan Shiye move again.

Zenyuan Shiya's hand suddenly appeared, grabbed his hand, and pulled it hard, making him hug him even tighter.

Gojo Satoru chuckled and said, "What, are you pulling the quilt?"

Zenyuan even paused, not understanding what Wutiaowu was talking about, so he asked, "Brother Wutiao? What do you mean?"

Gojo Satoru flipped his palm and broke away from Zenyuan Shiya's hand, then turned around and grabbed the little hand that had just pulled his hand like a quilt.

He asked, "Didn't your hand pull the quilt just now?"

It was only then that Zenyuan Shiya understood Wujowu's strange metaphor, and he replied seriously: "No, I just..."

"Just what?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"I'm just..." Zenyuan Shi Ye rubbed Wutiao Wu, and said truthfully, "I just want Brother Wutiao to hug him tighter."

"That's it~" Gojo Satoru let go of Zenyuan Shiya's hand, and hugged him even tighter.

His cat is so obedient and cute when he doesn't say what he says.

Patting Zenyuan Shiye on the back, he said again: "Don't be afraid, brother Wutiao will not leave, brother Wutiao will hold you tightly."

"Okay," Zenyuan Shiya's voice weakened, "Then I'm going to sleep..."

The last note was almost inaudible.

Gojo Satoru knew that his cat was asleep.

Do you dare to sleep after getting his promise and being completely at ease?

—Aren’t you afraid that I’ll lie to you?

—Aren’t you afraid that I’ll regret it when you fall asleep?

He asked in his heart, and lowered his head to look at the place where Shi Ye was located in the monastery.

Although he couldn't see it, he could feel that his cat was here.

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During the long time in the small dark room, women still appeared frequently, accompanied by always full of malice, which made the monastery tremble uncontrollably.

Sometimes Zenyuan Shi remembers who this is and sometimes doesn't remember who it is, but whether he remembers it or not, Gojo Satoru has only one suggestion for him: Beat her!

Choosing between Mother and Gojo Satoru...

The answer is of course yes.

——How could brother Gojo be wrong?

——My mother herself said that Brother Wutiao is the most perfect, so she must be right.

Zenyuan even chose Gojo Wu without hesitation.

Under Gojo Satoru's watchful eye, he broke up the women in the small black room time and time again with his own hands.

Then he was rewarded with a hug from Gojo Satoru.

"Are you happy?" Gojo Satoru asked him.

"Happy!" Zenyuan Shiya replied, "I am so happy to have Brother Wu Tiao!"

That's not what Gojo Satoru meant, but since his cat is happy, there's no need to delve into what he originally meant.

As long as his cat is happy.

At this moment, the door of the small black room was pushed open again.

The Chanyuan even reflexively wanted to rush out again, wanting the woman to disappear into this room as soon as possible.But before taking two steps, he was pulled back by Gojo Satoru.

Returning to the warm embrace, his first reaction was to look at Gojo Satoru, his eyes full of doubts.

Seeing Wujo Wu raised his chin towards the door, he turned his head and looked towards the door as well.

Only then did he realize that the person who came was not his mother, but a child, a little boy, and also his... younger brother, half-brother.

No wonder it wasn't so strong that he could feel the malice through the door, so it wasn't her...

From the boy at the door, he could hardly feel the presence of malice.The cold was very faint, so faint that he felt that it was his illusion.

"Brother!" the boy shouted excitedly at him.

There was even a sparkle in his eyes, as if he was very happy to see him.

But he subconsciously felt something was wrong.

The body wanted to move forward, but it couldn't move, as if there was an abyss in front of him, and if he walked through it, he would fall into the depths.

"Brother Wujo..." He turned to look at Wujo Satoru, "This is my younger brother."

He has seen it before, and when he is released occasionally, he has seen this younger brother from a distance.

The younger brother was the same as he was back then, held in his mother's arms, both mother and son were smiling and playing happily.

The only difference is that the mother will not ask the younger brother to study like him, and even let the younger brother stop and rest when practicing the art.

In terms of jealousy, there should be some, right?

But with Wutiao brother here, everything else is not important.

"Brother Wutiao?" He called out again.

He was waiting for Gojo's instructions, and he wondered if Gojo would let him do it.

Whatever Wujo Satoru told him to do, he would do.

Gojo Satoru took Zenyuan Shiya's hand, and the scene from the last round of illusion emerged in his mind.

He knows what will happen next.

What to do with his cat?

At the door, the boy seemed to have not noticed that he was being ignored, with a pitiful expression on his face, and whispered: "Brother, you have suffered."

As he said that, he opened his hands towards the temple, as if he wanted to hug his brother.

Zenyuan even turned around and hugged Gojo Wu.

He didn't know why, he just knew that he didn't want to hug this brother.

Brother Wutiao is so good, why did he let go of Brother Wutiao to hug other people?That was simply incomprehensible.

Regarding his behavior, the Chanyuan even took it for granted that there was no problem.

At the door, the boy still staged the plot according to Shi Ye's memory in the Buddhist temple, without any influence from the two of them.

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, picked up the Chanyuan Shiya and walked towards the door.

"Brother Wutiao?" Shi Ye asked in the Chanyuan.

Gojo Satoru strode forward and replied, "Let's touch him."

He still remembered the feeling of regret when his cat overheard the boy laughing behind his back and telling his companions that he was going to play tricks on him.

Regret not touching it, regret not confirming the existence of malice.

I regret that I had ridiculous expectations back then.

Then touch it now.

The Chanyuan didn't know why, but since Brother Wutiao said so, then he would do so.

Soon at the door, Gojo Satoru grabbed his hand and reached out to the boy at the door.

Before he touched it completely, he already clearly felt the presence of malice.I didn't feel it at first because the distance was too far.

His younger brother...it turned out to be a fake.

No wonder it doesn't feel right.

Gojo Satoru naturally also felt malicious.

So, he stopped suddenly, and took Zenyuan Shiya's hand and retracted it.

Since he could feel maliciousness without touching it, why bother to let his cat dirty his hands?

"Brother Wutiao?" Zenyuan Shiya looked back at Wutiaowu again.

"Don't touch it anymore." Gojo Satoru said simply.

"Yeah!" Zenyuan Shiye nodded, then frowned and said coquettishly to Gojo Wu, "I feel a little sick."

Disgusting?

Disgusting indeed.

"So what should we do?" Wujo Satoru asked him.

Zen Yuanshi also blurted out: "Beat him!"

Gojo Satoru was very relieved that his cat, Maomao, had such self-awareness.

So this time...

He rubbed Shiya's head in Zenyuan, and asked, "Would Brother Wutiao come to beat you up this time?"

Chanyuan even obediently rubbed Wujou's palm with his head, and replied, "Okay."

Brother Wujo can do whatever he wants.

Gojo Satoru also accepted this idea.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he hugged the Zen garden to the side, and then slowly clenched his fists.

Bones crunched.

In no time, he cleaned up the disgusting thing.

Patting the non-existent dust on his hands, he took Shiya's hand in the Zenyuan and asked, "Shiya, do you want to go out and play?"

Zenyuan even smiled and rolled his eyes, and replied, "Okay."

It's really cute.

"Okay, then let's go." Wujo Wu led Zenyuan Shiya out of the small black room, and then walked towards the gate.

During the time in the small black room just now, women would occasionally open the door.

But the screen quickly slid past and returned to pitch black again.

This was the first time he actually brought Shi Ye out of the small black room.

What's so interesting about just visiting the Buddhist monastery?

Of course I'm going to have a look outside.

I don't know what it is like in the world of Zenyuan Shiye, outside of the Zenyuan family.

Among the pictures he saw, apart from the Chanyuan family, that is, the Chanyuan family, he had never seen anything other than the Chanyuan family before he took him away.

When he came to the gate soon, he took a look outside first, but there was nothing unusual.The scene outside is the same as the one he saw when he went to see Shi Ye in the Buddhist monastery that day. It is very clear, not blurred, nor is it what it used to be.

It seems that his cat often looks here, and has updated to the latest picture.

But as soon as he went out, he found something was wrong.

Except for the scenes that can be seen inside the door, which are the latest pictures, the colors and styles of other places have changed abruptly.

Looking back, he saw that the door of the Chanyuan house was not the one he had just seen.Many of the furnishings have changed positions, and the already tall trees have shrunk a lot.

This is what it looked like ten years ago.

Sure enough, his cat really hasn't been out of the Chanyuan house for a long, long time.

"Brother Wutiao, where are we going?" Shi Ye of the Chanyuan looked excited, "Brother Wutiao, where do you want to take me to play?"

Gojo Satoru looked at him and said to himself, "That depends on what you can play here."

"Ah? Brother Wutiao, what do you mean?" Shi Ye asked with his head tilted.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to caress the side face of Zenyuan Shiya, and slowly straightened his head.

"What I mean is, let's go out and have a look first. If we see something interesting, we can play if we see anything we want to play, okay?"

"Okay!" Zenyuan Shi Ye smiled and squinted, holding Gojo Wu's hand and bouncing up and down.

The person who was originally taken out, turned against the guest and walked in front at this time.

Gojo Satoru also smiled, letting himself be dragged forward.