I died after raising them

The full awakening of Gojo Goku and Six Eyes came one night not long after.

Yayoi woke up from her sleep, and subconsciously raised her hand to embrace the trembling child whose head was resting on her shoulder.

The back under the palm is wet.

Gojo Satoru tightly covered his eyes that couldn't be closed, but even so, it still seemed like a hot burning feeling that countless information was transmitted from the eyes to the brain, and then spread from the depths of the brain.

The child's face was distorted in pain, and he opened his mouth wide as if he wanted to howl, but his vocal cords did not move.

Although it can be seen that the child's pain comes from the eyes covered by him, Yayoi has no way to use his strength to investigate. He can only sit up anxiously, hold the child in his arms, and ask the main god with a calm face: [What happened? matter? ]

[Gojo Satoru's technique and Six Eyes are fully awakened. ] The main god said calmly: [If the six eyes are compared to a super information receiver, then now his brain seems to have suddenly turned into an information processor with maximum power turned on. ]

[When he gets used to it slowly, it won't hurt. ]

Yayoi pursed her lips and hugged the child tighter.

The conjurer's spells are generally awakened at the age of five to six, but Gojo Satoru is a special case among them.

The six eyes that a child is born with allow him to see this special world from birth. As he grows older, the magic power gradually allows those eyes to see more things, and the child's body gradually grows to the point where it can fully accept the six eyes. the point.

But today's children are still unable to observe the world with six eyes.

The newly awakened Six Eyes could not adapt to the powerful abilities brought by those eyes in a short time.

Yayoi lowered her eyes and opened the child's hands covering her eyes.

Although immersed in the pain, the child still trusted and did not resist Yayoi's movements, allowing Yayoi to remove his hand.

The expression of the white-haired and gray-eyed child froze between distorted and bewildered at this time, as if he didn't know why he suddenly suffered from such pain, and tears kept flowing from those eyes that seemed to be shattered like ice crystals, rolling down On the back of Yayoi's hand.

Gojo Satoru's gaze was firmly fixed on Yayoi's body. Even though his vision was blurred, he could still see the energy dissipating from the girl's body.

……what is that?

The child struggled to regain consciousness from the severe pain.

Asahina Yayoi, isn't she a magic-free person?

Gojo Satoru? Feeling slightly cold, he rubbed his fingertips against the end of his eyes, wiped away the overflowing tears, and then wrapped the bandages that he took out at some time around his eyes.

The healing bandage exchanged in the main god's space slowly penetrated into the child's eyes with a little coolness, temporarily relieving the pain.

After the eyes were blocked, the information from the six eyes was reduced by half in an instant, and it also gave the child's brain, which seemed to be about to boil, a chance to breathe.

"Why does it hurt so much...?"

The child slowly relaxed his tense body and leaned against Yayoi's shoulder to pant, raised his hand blankly to touch his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice.

Although the vision is blocked and the small and unimportant information is filtered, Gojo Satoru can still quickly integrate the filtered information in the brain to outline a fuzzy world,

When he raised his eyes, he could only see the blurred figure in front of him, but he couldn't see Yayoi's face.

Yayoi narrowed her eyes, patted the child's back as if to comfort her, and said, "Your six eyes and spells are fully awakened."

"Now you can't look directly at the world. Blindfolding your eyes can reduce your brain's ability to receive some information." Yayoi explained as carefully as possible: "Although it may block the line of sight now, wait until you can use the six eyes proficiently." , even if you are blindfolded, it will not obstruct your vision."

"Let's take our time and try bit by bit."

Gojo Satoru understood from Yayoi's words almost instantly that he might spend the next long period of time blindfolded.

This means that he has to reacquaint himself with the world during this period of time and practice living with the vision of six eyes.

The child fell silent.

"Will you always be with me..."

The fear of pain in Gojo Satoru's heart gradually dissipated, and finally returned to silence.

Yayoi raised her eyebrows, lowered her head to touch the child's forehead, and promised in a serious tone: "I will."

How long it would take to repair a nearly broken law, even the main god didn't know.

Maybe ten years or 20 years, maybe a hundred years or a thousand years.

There is a chance that Asahina Yayoi can grow up with Gojo Satoru and watch Gojo Satoru grow old.

It didn't take long before Yayoi felt the little hand in the palm slowly clenching back, encircling her two fingers.

Yayoi accompanied the child through the awakening period of Six Eyes.

After Gojo Satoru's pain completely disappeared, the sky was already bright.

Sunlight poured in through the gaps in the window and fell on the side face of the child in Yayoi's arms.

Yayoi, who was holding the child without moving all night, listened attentively. After confirming that the child's breathing had gradually become steady and long, she gently removed the child's hand holding her collar, and put the child down. On the bed, cover the quilt?

Yayoi got up quietly, rubbed her stiff shoulders and walked out of the room.

Asakura Kiyokazu, who found that Yayoi did not show up in the restaurant in the morning, stood at the door and waited. When the door opened, he cast doubtful eyes on Yayoi's hand.

Yayoi closed the door, and explained in a low voice: "It's okay, it's just that I'm a little numb after being surrounded by a child all night."

Asakura Kiyoka nodded to indicate that he knew, and after going to the office with Yayoi, he took Yayoi's hand to help massage.

Yayoi rubbed the center of her brows sleepily, as if she had thought of something, and told Asakura Kiyokazu: "Stop Wu's class for this period of time, and don't need to explain the reason to the teachers."

The man who focused on Yayoi's hand nodded, indicating that he heard it.

Even though she knew that the child would not wake up so early after struggling for so long last night, Yayoi still couldn't calm down to work, and her thoughts kept flying to Gojo Satoru.

Until the ink from the pen dripped on the document in a daze again, Yayoi sighed, simply capped the pen, got up and left the study.

Coincidentally, just as Yayoi walked through the corridor, she saw the child walking slowly in her direction.

The bandages that Yayoi tied up last night were still wrapped around the child's eyes. The delicate face and pale skin gave the child a fragile beauty.

Yayoi was taken aback for a moment, and walked towards the child with deliberately heavier steps.

The child who was only moving forward bit by bit raised his head in an instant and looked in the direction of the sound.

It's not that he can't see everything, but because he still can't skillfully use this pair of familiar yet unfamiliar eyes, Gojo Satoru can only see vague outlines.

In Gojo Satoru's blurred vision, a familiar aura slowly approached, and finally took his hand naturally.

"Why did you wake up so quickly? You just fell asleep not long ago."

The white-haired boy shook his head: "I didn't see you."

Young children seem to want to stay with their parents to feel safe after going through certain things.

It's my own negligence.

Yayoi did not choose to pick up the child and walk more conveniently, but chose to hold Gojo Satoru by his hand, letting him adapt to this way of action: "Does the eyes still hurt?"

Yayoi led the child to the room, ready to let the child wash up.

Gojo Satoru recognized that he had returned to the room, and he shook his head: "It doesn't hurt now, it's just that I can't see clearly."

"It's normal that you can't see clearly now. After your brain slowly adapts, you can see anything even if you cover your eyes."

There was the sound of things being dragged on the ground, and the child felt himself lifted by pinching his waist and placed in a higher position.

The outline in front of him...it should be the sink.

He raised his hand and took the toothbrush and tooth cup in Yayoi's hand with precision.

"Then when can I take off the bandage?" The voice of the child biting his toothbrush was vague: "This kind of vision... so strange."

Although he could fully see everything within 360 degrees before awakening, but at that time he only received what he wanted to pay attention to, instead of pouring everything into his head like now.

Yayoi rubbed the child's hair: "I don't know, but with Wu's talent, it won't take too long."

What Yayoi couldn't see was that behind the bandages, the child's eyes were gazing at her reflection in the mirror.

In the hazy field of vision, the figure belonging to Yayoi Asahina became more and more clear.

Unlike the panic that was in pain last night, Gojo Satoru could clearly see the flow of power in Yayoi's body.

His eyes paused from the energy gathering on the girl's little finger, and then slowly scanned the whole body.

He saw energy originating from the girl's mind, intercepted when it wanted to flow to the body, and then dissipated between the sky and the earth along the set trajectory.

The child swallowed the water in the cup, lowered his head and spit it out after rinsing his mouth.

He seemed to have discovered something he shouldn't have discovered.

Gojo Satoru thought so.

Isn't Yayoi a man with no magic power?, and even if the power is not absorbed by unknown things, it may be very powerful.

But what does it matter?Even if Yayoi has something to hide? So what?

Yayoi will not leave him.

The child dug out from the bottom of his heart what Yayoi had said.

If the younger brothers that Yayoi talked about wanted to take Yayoi away...

The girl gently wiped the remaining foam at the corners of his mouth with a towel.

Yayoi saw Gojo Satoru reaching out and tugging at the fabric on her collar, motioning her to bend down.

Yayoi was a little puzzled, but still bent down following the child's strength.

The small and soft body of the child fell into her arms.

Reluctantly, she lifted the wet towel away to prevent the child from rubbing against her. Without laughing, she tapped Wujo Wu's eyebrows with her other hand: "Again? Acting like a baby."

The child raised his head and rubbed Yayoi's cheek.

If anyone wants to rob Yayoi from him...then just kill him.

Only the dead wouldn't rob Yayoi from him.

The child smiled innocently.

Another year is spring.

The white-haired boy wearing sunglasses is lying on the desk as if he was unwilling to do his homework when he was a child. The sunglasses slipped off slightly, revealing the bright eyes that were covered behind.

"Yayoi——! Why don't you accompany me to study in a high school, anyway, your appearance will not be exposed." Gojo Satoru spread out on the table like a cat and pulled out a long strip: "Recently, the business of Gojo's family is not good. I need you to watch it yourself, don’t you, just go with me!”

"That crappy school requires all students to board. If you don't accompany me, you will not see me for a long time!"

The strongest member of the Gojo family reached out and tugged at the sleeve of the girl in front of him, so that the girl could no longer ignore him to correct the document.

"If you can't see it, you can't see it. It just makes me clean."

Familiar pain? Came from his forehead, Gojo Satoru opened his eyes, and saw the girl with a helpless smile: "Whimsical, even if your future classmates don't know me, have you forgotten that Teacher Noctua knows me?"

Gojo Satoru curled his lips: "Never mind him."

"Anyway, this matter is not to be discussed." Yayoi continued to focus on the document: "I will not mess around with you."

In the past few years, my life has been very stable and comfortable.

Yayoi thought casually.

But time passed so fast, it seemed that in the blink of an eye, Gojo Satoru would be at the age when he should go to a college.

Gojo Satoru has matured a lot in the past few years, but it can also be said that he is as naive as a child. In front of her, he looks like a well-behaved and obedient young man who likes to act like a baby, but in front of others, he has become the only one in heaven and earth.

Gojo Satoru? He thought he was hiding the truth, but how could Yayoi not understand him.

It's just turning a blind eye.

Gojo Satoru still didn't give up persuading Yayoi, he blinked his eyes and approached Yayoi, and said eagerly: "Without you, I would have a headache, I won't listen to him."

Yayoi didn't look up: "It would be a headache if I was in the moth, after all, you don't listen to me."

"Who said it." Gojo Satoru smiled: "Who doesn't know that Gojo Satoru listens to Asahina Yayoi's words the most."

This sentence is recognized by the entire magic circle.

The strongest Six Eyes of the Gojo family is like a sharp knife out of its sheath, trying to kill all filth and filth.

And? Asahina Yayoi is his scabbard. When Gojo Satoru pointed the sharp blade at those high-level officials who he disliked, he appeased Gojo Satoru, then turned around and suppressed him with strong methods.

Those old oranges often got angry because of these deviant two people, but it was of no use.

"So let's go, let's go!"

"No."

Seeing the pitiful appearance of the boy, Yayoi put down the pen and sighed, and took a step back: "I'll be with you later."

Gojo Satoru's expression immediately cleared up. In order to prevent Yayoi from regretting, he turned around and ran away. Finally, he pulled on the door frame of the study and shouted: "You can't go back on your promise! Whoever goes back on it is a puppy!"

"I think I'll beat you into a puppy first!"

Hearing the slight sound of the wind, Gojo Gojo turned around deftly, dodged the pen thrown by Yayoi, gave her a wink, and ran away bouncing away.

Yayoi shook her head, and took out a photo that was obviously taken secretly from the bottom of the file.

Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, one can see a girl leading a boy who is only about two or three years old leaning against the sofa and sleeping soundly. The room is deserted and there are no traces of other people's lives.

The boy with only half of his face exposed has a face that is [-]% similar to his father's. He has the same color and hair color as his father, but his appearance seems to be blended with his mother's softness.

This is Megumi Fukuro and Miki Fukurotsu.

Children who live together because of their parents' marriage, but are also ignored because their parents don't care, and are related to the same disease.

Yayoi rubbed her temples with a headache.

Sure enough, I still can't just watch these two children being forgotten and struggling to support themselves.

The author has something to say: I wrote a little more today, so it is late! ! !Feel sorry! ! !

The Fuhei family will change the timeline a bit!

I suddenly thought of Wen Ye when I was finishing the writing, I really wanted to add a postscript about what happened after Yayoi left, but I felt that it was too abrupt, I don’t know and I don’t have a chance to add it later hahahahaha

Going to pick up the cats tomorrow! !The update may not be cough cough cough, I am not sure myself (kimbo)

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!