It's a power, not a spell

... Boom, boom, boom.

The rhythmic knocking sound came to his ears, gradually awakening his deep consciousness.

Takeuchi opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a piece of dried blood. He immediately woke up, stood up 'swipe', but his muscles softened halfway, and he fell back to his seat.

"I... why did I fall asleep again?"

Just when he doubted himself, the white-haired young man who stood in front of the cash register and sat like a wall stopped knocking on the table, put the shopping basket in his hand on it, and showed no negative attitude towards him Emotional smile, "Excuse me."

Next to the youth is a third person covered in blood.

It turns out...it's someone I know.

"Please wait a moment." Relieved, Takeuchi stood up while supporting the table, and began to perform his duties.

The orange-haired man walked in with a bag.

"Makoto, a total of 8527 yen will be charged to you." The service packed the ingredients thoughtfully, and just happened to come to the cashier, took out the card and handed it to Takeuchi before the bloodied person.

Takeuchi: ...?

He took the black card that symbolized wealth and nobility with shaking hands, and his heart was full of fascinated questions.

Although, of course, this is the first time for him to see the real thing, and he is indeed full of longing for the legendary black card, but the problem is...

This low-key and luxurious card, which appeared in a convenience store that can be seen everywhere, is used to consume ingredients for 8527 yen.

Is this... the life of the rich?

After swiping the card, Takeuchi handed it back respectfully, and said his lines professionally, "Welcome to your next visit."

The blood-stained guest suddenly said: "It's better for you to rest for a few days, or at least eat something."

"Thank you, thank you very much!" He bowed violently, and made a crisp sound when his head hit the table.

The other party was taken aback, "Ah...you're welcome."

-

"That guy was entangled by a monster, right? Is this kind of thing common now?"

He didn't find the main body in the convenience store, but although the traces of demon power on the clerk's body faded, he could still see it. He had obviously had contact with monsters. Seeing his black and listless eyes, Zhong Yuanzhong naturally thought of it Some type of ghost.

Although there are monster extermination masters in this world, they are not like conjurers who work all over the world for nothing. Exorcist exorcists only solve problems for customers when they are entrusted, or they fall in love with monsters. If you want to become a shikigami, you will only do charity once in a while.

Therefore, ordinary people who are targeted by monsters can only think that they have some strange disease, and then die.

"That kid can't die," Madara said.

When Rage God just disappeared two years ago, monsters were indeed very excited. They used to want to harm people but dared not, and they appeared one after another like leeks to cause trouble. In this case, even demon masters cannot Standing idly by, they took action to suppress some of them, but after all, with limited manpower, the situation is still not very good.

Of course, there are also monsters who are kind-hearted and willing to get close to humans. For example, the town named Yahara where Natsume Takashi was in high school, where the monsters who have a good relationship with him, when they encounter monsters hurting people or devouring their own kind, He would come to Natsume Takashi for help, and once he came and went, he became famous among those monsters, and then became more and more famous.

Occasionally, he encountered a crisis situation. In order to improve his self-protection ability, he learned fighting skills and how to use strength.Nowadays, it is considered to be the end of the Dharma era. Most of the monsters are not strong, and the truly powerful ones are still moldy in the seal. With the powerful spiritual power in the body, Natsume Takashi's name has been spread from ten to ten, and the more it spreads, the more outrageous it is. The excitement at the beginning also passed, and the monsters settled down, no longer daring to make trouble blatantly.

But occasionally stealing and cheating, just like this time, if you suck a little bit of human energy, as long as it doesn't kill you, you will be acquiesced.

After all, if you press too hard, it will be more troublesome.

...The guy in the sea was an accident. To be honest, Madara doesn't know much about the situation on the other side of the ocean. After all, the ocean area is much larger than the land, so it should be difficult.

But I didn't expect it to be so exciting the first time.

——Of course not as powerful as Madara-sama!

Listening to Madara triumphantly finished talking about Natsume's brilliant history of killing gods from An'an, who gave back his name, all the way to the monsters, Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, "For free?"

"..." It seems that they did not ask for payment.

Wujo Gojo tutted out, "There are not many such kind-hearted young people in this era. We must persevere. The future of the country depends on you."

Madara stomped on all fours symbolically, but did not dare to use great force, fearing that Natsume Takashi's wound would be involved, "Natsume let me go, I want to teach this yin and yang guy a lesson!"

"Eh? I'm really complimenting you."

"……real?"

"Of course it's true."

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly remembered, "Where are the three brats?"

"Uh...in my mouth." Madara, who had already forgotten about it, looked away guiltily, "I'm still alive! I don't have the habit of eating indiscriminately."

It just so happened that Chuya Zhongya's apartment also arrived.

He opened the door with the key and turned on the light in the hallway.

Let the wounded sit on the sofa first, and Zhongyuan Zhong also paused on his pale face, noticing the fine beads of sweat on it, and dispelled the idea of ​​letting him take a bath first.

After all, Natsume Takashi is different from their mafia who have become accustomed to being injured.

"I'll take care of it for you later." He took out the medicine and tools he bought from the pharmacy, and looked at Wujo Gojo, who had brought all the ingredients, "I'll leave it to you to make the curry rice, Wujo."

"Enlightenment".

Strictly speaking, it wasn't the first time he heard Chuya Nakahara call his name, but it was indeed the first time Chuya Nakahara called him by his name.

"Leave it to me, Chuya." Gojo Satoru curled the corners of his lips.

"Chuuya".

The last two syllables lingered on the tip of the tongue, overflowing indistinctly, with a vague nasal sound and a sticky feeling.

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard it in his ears, and subconsciously remembered the faint taste of dessert on Gojo Satoru.Looking at the cheerful back of him walking into the kitchen, I recalled the three syllables I said... I didn't feel much about it before, but now I feel a little hot for no reason.

"Satoru".

...not just a name.

The wound on Natsume Takashi's body was very clean. Nakahara took out the normal saline and asked him to take it to the bathroom to wash it first. He used his mobile phone to call several subordinates who had been dialed by Mori Ogai.

Of course, these children cannot be dealt with by the port mafia. Zhongyuan also ordered them to take these three children to the Armed Detective Agency. After all, they were the ones who accepted the commission.

The three children were spit out in the entrance by Madara, and they were covered with saliva. Nakahara took a quilt and wrapped them up for them to ensure that they would not catch a cold. The rest should be handed over to the "good people".

"Will you open the door?"

"My uncle is a monster! It's not a real cat, of course it will."

"I'll ask you to open the door later."

Nakahara Chuya returned to the living room, Natsume Takashi had already cleaned it briefly, and now he was trying to disinfect it with alcohol.

... This kid really can't handle it.There is no way to rub alcohol into the wound.

The cotton swab in his hand was taken away, and the wound was too painful, Natsume Takashi forced a smile, "Mr. Nakahara... sorry for your trouble."

Zhongyuan Zhong also let out an 'hmm', disinfected the poison in twos and threes, took a bandage, tied it up, and tied it in a knot.

Although it's not deep enough to need sutures, such careless treatment will probably leave scars.

"Scars are medals of courage, it's okay, thank you." The smell of food wafted from the kitchen, and the stomach of the smiling young man on the sofa groaned inappropriately. Of course he had dinner, but he had already digested it.Natsume Takashi blushed.

"It's just right that I'm hungry, and I want to eat." Zhongyuan Zhong also smiled, he didn't hate the other party's type of person.Although he looks like a bully, he has an extremely strong soul, always firm in himself, and at the same time gentle in his heart.

"Although that guy Wutiao looks unreliable, he's surprisingly good at cooking."

"Hey~ why is it 'Gojo'?" Gojo Satoru came out of the kitchen with a pot of curry in his hand, and when he heard Nakahara Chuya's words, he put down the pot with a dazed expression, "Could it be that the tenderness just now was just to make me want Cooking, now it’s useless—”

"When you need me, you're 'Enlightenment', and when you don't need me, you're 'that guy'..."

The white-haired conjurer used his young and handsome face to make rich expressions that even actors would be ashamed of.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

"No, it's just... just getting used to it for a while. Enlightenment, is this okay?"

Tsk... it's just a name.

Gojo Gojo turned into a smiling face in a second, "Qiang Qiang, the curry rice from Gojo's house is ready to eat."

Nakahara Chuya's body would not be hungry, so he took a shower and changed into pajamas while they were eating supper.

-

Arrange Natsume Takashi and Madara to rest in the same room, leaving only Nakahara Chuya and Gojo Satoru outside.

There are some things that are inconvenient for others to talk about, and although it is very late now, Wujo Satoru is obviously not the type who can wait until the next day.

The two were in the kitchen, Gojo Satoru was brushing the bowls used today, and Nakahara Nakaya stood beside him and watched.

This picture seemed familiar.

It should be when he went to Wujo Wujia the night before...

Unexpectedly, it was Gojo who came to his home this time.

Zhong Yuan also felt the impermanence of life again.

"...If you come here too, what about the battle over there?" The Spell Alliance doesn't have many forces deployed in Shinjuku, because there are 'the strongest', that is, apart from the strongest, it's not too much to say that it's just paddling. Pass.

Gojo Satoru has this kind of strength.

However, Gojo Satoru is here at the moment.If it disappeared with him, it might not be good for someone else to face the enemy.

But he is only a soul traveling through space, but Gojo Satoru is the whole person, soul and body coming together.If it was just the soul, it could be said that it was because he was close to him and brought him here together... The real situation seems to be impossible to explain. ——This question has no solution for the time being, so put it aside.

Nakahara Chuya had thought about this before, but Gojo Satoru himself seemed indifferent, so he didn't ask at that time.

"..."

The action of washing the dishes stopped, the cold water washed over the fingers, the faint lemon smell of the dish soap seemed to be gone, and the sound of running water echoed in the kitchen.

The air suddenly fell into silence.

Those eyes were still clear blue, with thick eyelashes like ancient frost and snow, covered with clear ice, but the fundus of the eyes was dark and turbulent, setting off huge waves.He lowered his head slightly, his white hair fell down, and the corner of his mouth was pulled emotionlessly, and the tiny smile disappeared in an instant.

"Five... Enlightenment?" The young man who didn't get an answer raised his eyes to look at him.

Before Zhongyuan Zhongye said anything, he had already packed everything, and now he bent his eyes as if nothing had happened.

"—It's over, the other party ran away."