It's a power, not a spell

"Your home is in downtown Tokyo."

"Well, almost?"

"What makes you think we can bypass the traffic police and stay at your house for one night without being arrested and taken to the police station?"

Gojo Satoru blinked, "Well, don't worry."

Zhong Yuan also parked on the side of the road as he said, he opened the door and got off from the passenger side, squatting beside the car, not knowing what to do.I lowered the glass and took a look, and found that this guy was writing and drawing on the ground, which should be something like a curse seal, but it was obviously different from the ones I had seen in the Central Plains.

The black incantation quickly circled the car, Gojo Wu interlaced his ten fingers and clenched his fist, injecting mana power to activate the mantra seal.

He stood on the side of the driver's seat, and said with a smile, "Five special express trains, departure—"

The scenery from the car window was blurred for a moment, and it became a place I had never seen before.

Wujo Wujia's style is unexpectedly more traditional, and the crisp sound of Jinglu can be heard from the yard behind.

Zhong Yuanzhong also closed the car door, and was not surprised to see the warm light shining through the window.After all, with such a big house, there should be several servants to take care of it. Whether it is cleaning the house or trimming the garden, Gojo Satoru usually doesn't have this kind of free time.

Gojo Satoru showed a surprised expression instead.

He brought Zhong Yuan Zhongya to the front of the house, opened the door with the key and said, "Hui, today is Wednesday, have you played truant?"

The voice of the boy who seemed unable to lift his spirits came from inside, "I asked for leave before to solve a curse in Kanagawa, and I just came back today... Hey, you gave me this task." Because it is an important stage of learning , Asking for leave was still Gojo Satoru's call as the guardian.

"Ah? Since it's a rare vacation, why don't you come back after a few days of fun for me—it hurts, what are you doing, Chuya?"

"It's okay." He couldn't hear his bad speech, and Zhongyuan Zhong also kicked him before bending over to change his shoes, "Your brother?"

Judging from the voice of the person in the room, he should be a teenager in his teens. Based on his understanding of Gojo Satoru, this person would not have done such things as having sex with other girls and giving birth to children in his teens.If they are other relatives, they shouldn't live together, so Zhongyuan Zhong also guessed that it was a brotherhood.

"Huh? Nope."

"You..." The boy in the house came to the door. Although his expression didn't change obviously, his eyes were very shocked.

"Okay, let me introduce—" Gojo Satoru patted Nakahara Chuya on the shoulder, who had already changed into his slippers, "This is my lovely student, Nakahara Chuya. Although he has the same name as a certain poet, he can't write poetry oh."

Chuya Nakahara: "Hello."

"Then there is... Fuhei Huijun, who shouldn't be here, is my adopted son, and he will become Zhongye's junior without accident."

Fu Heihui: "Hello."

The two teenagers looked at each other, and they both saw the dislike of Gojo Satoru in each other's eyes.

"I'm going back to my room, you can do whatever you want." Just pretend he doesn't exist.Fu Heihui turned and left. If he had known that Gojo Satoru would be back tonight, he would have gone straight to school.

adopted son.

Nakahara was also stunned for a moment, and then felt deeply unbelievable, "Raise the child, you? Will the child really not become the type whose goal is to destroy the world?" Guys get along day and night, and they will definitely have the idea of ​​'what kind of shit is this world'.

"No, it's better to say that I would be happy if he really had that kind of goal. This kid has always been dull, and it's not fun to tease him at all."

Focus on the last sentence.

The corners of Zhongyuan Zhongye's mouth twitched, thankfully Yu Fuheihui hadn't been too deeply influenced by Gojo Satoru.

"Okay, Zhong just sit on the sofa for a while, watching TV or playing games, it doesn't matter, I will get it done soon."

Gojo Satoru not only has one real estate in Tokyo, nor does he usually live here. Megumi Fukuro rarely sees him except when necessary.And the reason why I didn't go to the other few houses was, of course, because——

Only the refrigerator here will have ingredients.

Because Fu Heihui lives here, even though he lives in school, there are usually some long-preserved ingredients in the refrigerator.

"Hey, are you really okay?" Gojo Satoru's appearance really has nothing to do with the kitchen. To put it too exaggeratedly, if this guy only looks at his face, he will think that he only needs to drink dew to survive .Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help being a little worried.

"No problem, no problem, Zhong Ye only needs to be responsible for the food, as agreed, I will treat you today."

Nakahara then followed what he said, sat on the sofa, chose a channel at random, and stared at the TV screen in a daze.

If the kitchen explodes in a moment...

-

None of the scenarios envisaged in Zhongyuan happened.

A young man in a bright yellow apron came out of the kitchen, holding a plate in one hand, which contained unexpectedly good-looking food.

"...What's the matter with the apron?" Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help asking.

Because the apron on Gojo Satoru is really weird.Of course, it's not the kind that makes people look straight, on the contrary, it's very delicate, with pink polka dots on the bright yellow background, and lace trims are just right on the edges.It's a very girly type, but it's worn by Gojo Satoru.

"Should I buy something as a gift? Uh... I can't remember. Don't you think it suits Kei?" Gojo Satoru recalled, "I gave it to him a year ago, but Kei doesn't seem to like it very much."

Nakahara Chuya: "...Oh."

You should be glad he can't beat you.

"Chuya asked this if he likes this type? I still have a blue one—"

"No need." Zhongyuan Zhong also interrupted immediately.

Gojo Satoru showed regret, shrugged his shoulders, turned and went back to the kitchen to say goodbye.

The food he cooked was not so delicious that people couldn't stop, but it was indeed 'delicious'. At least for Chuya Nakahara, it was already an unexpected result.

Under Gojo Satoru's confident gaze, Nakahara Nakahara nodded, "It's surprisingly not bad."

"'Unexpected'? What was that expected?"

"It's better to be coke, it's the last time to blow up the kitchen."

"Eh? It's too much!" Gojo Satoru was heartbroken, "I was deeply hurt by Chuya's distrust."

"At least I didn't stop you from entering the kitchen." Although the kitchen was prepared to be bombed.

Nakahara Chuya thought that Gojo Satoru would say something tonight, such as Xia Youjie, the enemy who was about to launch an attack soon, but there was nothing until the end of dinner, and there were a lot of meaningless bickering.

Watching Gojo Wu doing the dishes leisurely, Nakahara Zhongya said, "Won't you introduce me to Xia Youjie? For example, his ability and so on, the battle will start soon." He knows Xia Youjie well now. Only limited to 'Curse Master' and 'Wujo Wujiuyouji'.

As a result, Gojo Satoru looked over suspiciously, "Did Inohara not tell you?"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

He seemed to be able to talk, but since he hung up the phone, Inohara probably thought he knew and didn't call again?

Gojo Satoru pondered for a moment, as if he was wondering where to start, "He is a super curse master who uses magic spells, the so-called magic spells... You can understand that he is the master of Bao○meng, and the curse spirit is Bao○meng , can be used as a pet after being subdued by him."

Very easy to understand explanation.Nakahara took the plate from Gojo Satoru and put it on the rack to dry, "So tomorrow he will lead his Pomonu army to invade Tokyo and start a war against the magicians?"

"Hmm... In fact, Jie doesn't have much malice towards conjurers. His goal is simply to "kill all ordinary humans and create a world where only conjurers exist." "Gojo Satoru's tone was very relaxed, as if explaining what time to get up tomorrow, "It is our responsibility to protect ordinary people, so we must stop him."He also knew that his plan would not be able to cross the conjurer, so he planned to destroy the high school that was the center of the conjurer as the first step. "

"The ratio of ordinary people to conjurers is less than one ten-thousandth, right?"

"A hundred times less, only in this country."

"Has he seen Harriet? I think he has a lot in common with Voldemort."

"Pfft." Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing out loud, "Does Chuya also read fairy tales?"

"Just watched the movie."

"You can recommend him to visit next time we meet, if there is still time." Gojo Satoru went on to introduce the situation of the war, "The main battlefields are in Shinjuku and Kyoto..."