When can the vests have a tea party?
Chapter 1 Start in 3 Years
It was a cold and misty evening.
Wearing old clothes that had shrunk significantly after being worn for several years, Nao Mikawa warmed her numb ankles exposed to the outside with her cold palms.
A gust of cold wind blew, and she shivered subconsciously. She hurriedly turned around and closed the door to block the cold wind outside. She reached the doorknob with her small body on tiptoe.
Huddled in the cold blanket, before the buttocks warmed up, someone opened the shoji door, and a gust of cool wind blew in, taking away the last bit of warmth in the room, Mikawa Nao was helpless. Lovingly buried his head in the quilt together.
"Today, the master is entertaining distinguished guests, so don't go out." The visitor placed the food box heavily on the table in the middle of the room.
This is the servant who was sent to take care of Mikawa Nao. It is said to be a care, at most it is to deliver meals every day.
However, they never thought about how Nao Mikawa, who was sent to this dilapidated yard at the age of two, managed to live on her own.
Mikawa Nao, who has lived in this yard for four years, lifted the lid of the food box, looked at the green vegetable leaves inside, and sighed.
I really want to eat meat.
I really miss the sweet and sour pork tenderloin, braised pork, yellow braised chicken, fried chicken and BBQ... Ahh, my mouth is watering.
Yes, she is actually a time traveler from a flower planter.
It feels so good to be able to open her eyes alive again, and it would be even better if she didn't open her eyes to see a monster with dense eyes and slime stalking her.
Because that disgusting monster, her mother in this life, received a lunch box when she appeared on the stage, and only had time to name her "Nao".
The name is a mantra, and Nao Mikawa, whose perception has always been vague, finally has a down-to-earth sense of belonging to this world.
As for the monster, it was hacked to death by the late Patriarch Sanchuan.
In the words of the conjurer here, it should be called exorcism.
Because the mother's death angered her, Patriarch Sanchuan handed over his daughter to the servants to take care of him, and he would only visit her once a month or two, but at this time, he would not throw her into the small courtyard to fend for himself.
It wasn't until she was two years old that she found out that she didn't have the talent of a conjurer.
"I can't even see the curse, is it really the owner's own child?"
"I heard that my mother died because of her when I was born. It really is an ominous sign that brings bad luck."
"Hush...don't talk, she's here."
"So what if you look at it, there is no trace of magic power on her body, the Patriarch will definitely give up on her."
Mikawa Nao was indifferent to the whispers of these people. At this time, she only thought that she had been reborn in some kind of high-risk or magical world. She had been here for two years without leaving the door. She still had no sense of reality for this world. Naturally Don't care about these words.
Soon, Patriarch Sanchuan found out about this matter. If he tried to give her a little patience before, the disgust in his brows and eyes is now undisguised, as if he was looking at a lifeless garbage, and he waved her into the last place. remote courtyard.
It's strange to say that Mikawa Nao was just an ordinary high school graduate in her previous life. Faced with sudden time travel, being alone, a magical opening, and the cold violence of her relatives, she should not feel indifferent, but she felt that all her own Negative emotions disappear before they arise.
No, rather than disappearing, it would be better to say being "eaten" by oneself.
Including when the domestic servants whispered behind her back before, they looked at her maliciously and ridiculed her, which subtly gave her a sense of satisfaction, and the hunger in her soul since birth seemed to have eased a lot.
That kind of pity and gloating taste tasted a bit like fried shredded pork with green peppers. Mikawa Nao touched his chin. Could this be the golden finger after time travel?
But apart from devouring negative emotions, the function of this golden finger is very tasteless.Because although she can swallow other people's malice, she can't eliminate the incentives of malice, and she can't make people feel kind to herself. At most, these people won't embarrass her too much in person.
People's negative emotions are endless. It is impossible for her to eat once and then disappear the next time.
I don't know what distinguished guests the Patriarch received today, and he sent someone to remind himself not to run around, Mikawa Nao thought while taking out the already cold food from the food box and ate up.
Tell them next time to put more food, do you really think that a six-year-old girl has such a small amount of food?
Looking at the sky outside, Mikawa Nao clutched her half-full stomach and began to worry. If it snows this winter, will she have the cheek to go to the Patriarch to ask for a thick bedding.
There was a "squeak" sound from the wooden door of the yard, Mikawa Nao paused when she tried to roll herself into the quilt, her five senses were very keen, and she clearly heard a burst of very light footsteps, the servant who came to deliver food No one's footsteps sounded like this.
The visitor stopped after only a few steps, which aroused Nao Mikawa's interest. She got up and ran to the door with short legs, opened the shoji door, and raised her head——
He met a handsome guy with silver-white hair and sunglasses.
Although it doesn't seem right to meet a person wearing sunglasses, Mikawa Nao does feel a strong feeling of being watched from that pair of sunglasses.
"There are still people living in this kind of place?" The cos blind young man raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"They said that a distinguished guest is coming today, so are you the 'visited guest' who came today?" Mikawa Nao asked with half of her body hidden behind the shoji door.
"Oh, are you the other daughter of Patriarch Sanchuan? You and your brother are treated very differently." The young man said casually, without any sense of guilt for poking someone's scar.
Mikawa Nao does have an older brother named Mikawa Ye who is in high school. Judging from the gossip she heard from the servants, this cheap older brother seems to be graduating from a high school in Kyoto this year.
He is completely different from her. He is a person with the so-called "talent of a magician". Incompetent", "Too weak", while hanging his head in a depressed mood.Of course, this repressed emotion was enjoyed by her passing by.
Later, she had no talent, diverted the fire of the Patriarch, was sent to this small courtyard and was deliberately forgotten, and it is not clear whether this elder brother will still be reprimanded by the Patriarch.
Therefore, Mikawa Nao didn't feel at all when he heard the white-haired young man say how different he was treated from his elder brother.Instead, her focus was on not letting herself drool.
It smells so good, I can't smell the smell, but I am still attracted to it at a deep level.Mikawa Nao looked at the young man in the courtyard, and a strong appetite rose from the depths of his soul.
Why does this person in front of me obviously have no negative emotions, but can easily arouse another kind of hunger in me?She fixed her eyes on him.
Strong negative emotions are her best spiritual food, the more intense, the more attractive she is.The appetite she felt in front of her brother and father before was also much stronger than that of the servants.She once thought that these two people were malicious to her, but it turned out that it didn't seem to be the case.
It seems that people with magic power have this kind of delicacy that is much stronger than ordinary people.
The man in front of her was more attractive than anyone she had ever seen, just like a charcoal-grilled steak in the cold wind.
She hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and she immediately became hungry.
Sensitively noticing Mikawa Nao's small movements of swallowing saliva, 16-year-old Gojo Satoru laughed nastyly: "Hey, are you hungry? The Mikawa family would be harsh on children's food."
Although he said such words, there was no trace of sympathy in his words, and the tone of surprise could only be read well.
He opened his legs, walked over to the small courtyard in a few steps, bent down to get closer, half took off his sunglasses, and looked straight at Mikawa Nao.
Mikawa Nao didn't move, and before she could react, she fell into a pair of blue eyes that seemed to hide the starry sky.
"It's so beautiful." Gojo Satoru heard the little girl say this, his warm-toned eyes filled with himself.
The young and beautiful girl who looked like an exquisite doll, said a word without expression, but instantly calmed down the restlessness and impatience in his heart.
A series of chaotic footsteps came from outside, and the courtyard door was roughly pushed open. Mikawa Nao heard a servant who usually accompanied the Patriarch rush out, and said anxiously: "Mr. Gojo, so you are here! Can you welcome me?" Zhou really..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw the scene in the courtyard, and the erupting sound disappeared into the breath like a screaming chicken being strangled by the neck.
From the third perspective, the tall, white-haired young man is bent over, his head tilted slightly, and he is very close to the face of the young girl standing at the door of the house, sticking tightly together, as if he is kissing from a distance.
Although the two did not.
Mikawa Nao struggled to look away from the charcoal-grilled veal steak, trying to turn around and look out.
However, before she could take any action, she was grabbed by the back of Fate's neck with a hand. Although the force was undeniable, it would not cause her pain, but forced her to fix her eyes on the eyes of the man in front of her. inside.
The servant who rushed to the front gasped. He didn't expect Gojo Satoru not only didn't feel guilty, but dared to continue kissing!
Starting in three years, the maximum death penalty, the servant's inner scream has become the world famous painting "The Scream".
"Why are you so unsteady?" Patriarch Sanchuan glared at the servant as soon as he stepped over the threshold.
After being reprimanded like this, the servant finally remembered his responsibilities, and with an indescribable expression, he pointed in that direction with trembling hands, and said, "Patriarch, look over there...what should I do?"
Patriarch Sanchuan brushed his retainers away, raised his eyes calmly, and was about to ask Wujo Wu to go back, but he also choked when he raised his eyes.
Wearing old clothes that had shrunk significantly after being worn for several years, Nao Mikawa warmed her numb ankles exposed to the outside with her cold palms.
A gust of cold wind blew, and she shivered subconsciously. She hurriedly turned around and closed the door to block the cold wind outside. She reached the doorknob with her small body on tiptoe.
Huddled in the cold blanket, before the buttocks warmed up, someone opened the shoji door, and a gust of cool wind blew in, taking away the last bit of warmth in the room, Mikawa Nao was helpless. Lovingly buried his head in the quilt together.
"Today, the master is entertaining distinguished guests, so don't go out." The visitor placed the food box heavily on the table in the middle of the room.
This is the servant who was sent to take care of Mikawa Nao. It is said to be a care, at most it is to deliver meals every day.
However, they never thought about how Nao Mikawa, who was sent to this dilapidated yard at the age of two, managed to live on her own.
Mikawa Nao, who has lived in this yard for four years, lifted the lid of the food box, looked at the green vegetable leaves inside, and sighed.
I really want to eat meat.
I really miss the sweet and sour pork tenderloin, braised pork, yellow braised chicken, fried chicken and BBQ... Ahh, my mouth is watering.
Yes, she is actually a time traveler from a flower planter.
It feels so good to be able to open her eyes alive again, and it would be even better if she didn't open her eyes to see a monster with dense eyes and slime stalking her.
Because that disgusting monster, her mother in this life, received a lunch box when she appeared on the stage, and only had time to name her "Nao".
The name is a mantra, and Nao Mikawa, whose perception has always been vague, finally has a down-to-earth sense of belonging to this world.
As for the monster, it was hacked to death by the late Patriarch Sanchuan.
In the words of the conjurer here, it should be called exorcism.
Because the mother's death angered her, Patriarch Sanchuan handed over his daughter to the servants to take care of him, and he would only visit her once a month or two, but at this time, he would not throw her into the small courtyard to fend for himself.
It wasn't until she was two years old that she found out that she didn't have the talent of a conjurer.
"I can't even see the curse, is it really the owner's own child?"
"I heard that my mother died because of her when I was born. It really is an ominous sign that brings bad luck."
"Hush...don't talk, she's here."
"So what if you look at it, there is no trace of magic power on her body, the Patriarch will definitely give up on her."
Mikawa Nao was indifferent to the whispers of these people. At this time, she only thought that she had been reborn in some kind of high-risk or magical world. She had been here for two years without leaving the door. She still had no sense of reality for this world. Naturally Don't care about these words.
Soon, Patriarch Sanchuan found out about this matter. If he tried to give her a little patience before, the disgust in his brows and eyes is now undisguised, as if he was looking at a lifeless garbage, and he waved her into the last place. remote courtyard.
It's strange to say that Mikawa Nao was just an ordinary high school graduate in her previous life. Faced with sudden time travel, being alone, a magical opening, and the cold violence of her relatives, she should not feel indifferent, but she felt that all her own Negative emotions disappear before they arise.
No, rather than disappearing, it would be better to say being "eaten" by oneself.
Including when the domestic servants whispered behind her back before, they looked at her maliciously and ridiculed her, which subtly gave her a sense of satisfaction, and the hunger in her soul since birth seemed to have eased a lot.
That kind of pity and gloating taste tasted a bit like fried shredded pork with green peppers. Mikawa Nao touched his chin. Could this be the golden finger after time travel?
But apart from devouring negative emotions, the function of this golden finger is very tasteless.Because although she can swallow other people's malice, she can't eliminate the incentives of malice, and she can't make people feel kind to herself. At most, these people won't embarrass her too much in person.
People's negative emotions are endless. It is impossible for her to eat once and then disappear the next time.
I don't know what distinguished guests the Patriarch received today, and he sent someone to remind himself not to run around, Mikawa Nao thought while taking out the already cold food from the food box and ate up.
Tell them next time to put more food, do you really think that a six-year-old girl has such a small amount of food?
Looking at the sky outside, Mikawa Nao clutched her half-full stomach and began to worry. If it snows this winter, will she have the cheek to go to the Patriarch to ask for a thick bedding.
There was a "squeak" sound from the wooden door of the yard, Mikawa Nao paused when she tried to roll herself into the quilt, her five senses were very keen, and she clearly heard a burst of very light footsteps, the servant who came to deliver food No one's footsteps sounded like this.
The visitor stopped after only a few steps, which aroused Nao Mikawa's interest. She got up and ran to the door with short legs, opened the shoji door, and raised her head——
He met a handsome guy with silver-white hair and sunglasses.
Although it doesn't seem right to meet a person wearing sunglasses, Mikawa Nao does feel a strong feeling of being watched from that pair of sunglasses.
"There are still people living in this kind of place?" The cos blind young man raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"They said that a distinguished guest is coming today, so are you the 'visited guest' who came today?" Mikawa Nao asked with half of her body hidden behind the shoji door.
"Oh, are you the other daughter of Patriarch Sanchuan? You and your brother are treated very differently." The young man said casually, without any sense of guilt for poking someone's scar.
Mikawa Nao does have an older brother named Mikawa Ye who is in high school. Judging from the gossip she heard from the servants, this cheap older brother seems to be graduating from a high school in Kyoto this year.
He is completely different from her. He is a person with the so-called "talent of a magician". Incompetent", "Too weak", while hanging his head in a depressed mood.Of course, this repressed emotion was enjoyed by her passing by.
Later, she had no talent, diverted the fire of the Patriarch, was sent to this small courtyard and was deliberately forgotten, and it is not clear whether this elder brother will still be reprimanded by the Patriarch.
Therefore, Mikawa Nao didn't feel at all when he heard the white-haired young man say how different he was treated from his elder brother.Instead, her focus was on not letting herself drool.
It smells so good, I can't smell the smell, but I am still attracted to it at a deep level.Mikawa Nao looked at the young man in the courtyard, and a strong appetite rose from the depths of his soul.
Why does this person in front of me obviously have no negative emotions, but can easily arouse another kind of hunger in me?She fixed her eyes on him.
Strong negative emotions are her best spiritual food, the more intense, the more attractive she is.The appetite she felt in front of her brother and father before was also much stronger than that of the servants.She once thought that these two people were malicious to her, but it turned out that it didn't seem to be the case.
It seems that people with magic power have this kind of delicacy that is much stronger than ordinary people.
The man in front of her was more attractive than anyone she had ever seen, just like a charcoal-grilled steak in the cold wind.
She hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and she immediately became hungry.
Sensitively noticing Mikawa Nao's small movements of swallowing saliva, 16-year-old Gojo Satoru laughed nastyly: "Hey, are you hungry? The Mikawa family would be harsh on children's food."
Although he said such words, there was no trace of sympathy in his words, and the tone of surprise could only be read well.
He opened his legs, walked over to the small courtyard in a few steps, bent down to get closer, half took off his sunglasses, and looked straight at Mikawa Nao.
Mikawa Nao didn't move, and before she could react, she fell into a pair of blue eyes that seemed to hide the starry sky.
"It's so beautiful." Gojo Satoru heard the little girl say this, his warm-toned eyes filled with himself.
The young and beautiful girl who looked like an exquisite doll, said a word without expression, but instantly calmed down the restlessness and impatience in his heart.
A series of chaotic footsteps came from outside, and the courtyard door was roughly pushed open. Mikawa Nao heard a servant who usually accompanied the Patriarch rush out, and said anxiously: "Mr. Gojo, so you are here! Can you welcome me?" Zhou really..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw the scene in the courtyard, and the erupting sound disappeared into the breath like a screaming chicken being strangled by the neck.
From the third perspective, the tall, white-haired young man is bent over, his head tilted slightly, and he is very close to the face of the young girl standing at the door of the house, sticking tightly together, as if he is kissing from a distance.
Although the two did not.
Mikawa Nao struggled to look away from the charcoal-grilled veal steak, trying to turn around and look out.
However, before she could take any action, she was grabbed by the back of Fate's neck with a hand. Although the force was undeniable, it would not cause her pain, but forced her to fix her eyes on the eyes of the man in front of her. inside.
The servant who rushed to the front gasped. He didn't expect Gojo Satoru not only didn't feel guilty, but dared to continue kissing!
Starting in three years, the maximum death penalty, the servant's inner scream has become the world famous painting "The Scream".
"Why are you so unsteady?" Patriarch Sanchuan glared at the servant as soon as he stepped over the threshold.
After being reprimanded like this, the servant finally remembered his responsibilities, and with an indescribable expression, he pointed in that direction with trembling hands, and said, "Patriarch, look over there...what should I do?"
Patriarch Sanchuan brushed his retainers away, raised his eyes calmly, and was about to ask Wujo Wu to go back, but he also choked when he raised his eyes.
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