The monkey sister reborn into summer oil

"Hello, this is Tanaka's house. (Rod reading) Who are you looking for? (Rod reading)"

When I opened the door, I asked the white-haired man in bandages standing in front of me expressionlessly, with a look of "don't buy/don't sign/not interested/hmm, hurry up" on his face.

While talking, I looked at the man in front of me.

To be honest, I don’t know why there has always been a particularly strange sense of déjà vu from the very beginning.

It was only when I opened the door that I could see that the guy on the other side was 1.9 meters tall, which is really rare in Japan, plus that rare white hair...

Shouldn't it?

No, no, no such a coincidence.

I immediately rejected my crazy idea.

After all, it is 2016 now, and ten years have passed. No matter how you say it, Gojo Satoru, a male high school student, should have become a 27-year-old uncle in Bensan. The face on the outside is so tender that there is not even a trace of creases, and it is impossible for a 27-year-old to be full of collagen.

However, what made my heart skip a beat was that when the other party lowered his head and looked at me for the first time, he seemed to be obviously stunned for a moment.

This reaction?

Does he know me?

impossible.

In my previous life, I had no contact with him at all. At most, I saw him a few times through the crack of the bedroom door from a distance when he came to Xia Youjie's house as a guest.

"Huh? Hmm...?"

I saw the other party prolonging the end of doubt, leaning down and bringing the invisible face to the horizontal plane with me.

I rely on.

Heck.

I savored it carefully, the sound just now... and the familiar sense of sight of "I don't know what a safe distance is at all"...

No, no.

Once again, I made a negative in my heart.

Same voice doesn't mean anything!

There are people with the same voice around me.

Isn't the voice of that bastard Edogawa Ranpo and Orihara Rinya so foolishly unclear?

Maybe it's a coincidence.

As for "no safe distance", it doesn't mean anything. Many people don't have a safe distance. For example, when we met for the first time, I posted it and tried to put my head in my mouth.

That's right!

It can't be him!

After all, age and so on are completely out of date!

"The Tanaka family?" At this time, the brush-headed man repeated the surname I just lied about just now, stepped back and glanced at the house number outside, "Oh, I guess I didn't make a mistake."

"...Ahhh, sure enough, huh, isn't it written 'Yi Bone'?"

Me: Okay.

I almost forgot that this kind of residential house has a sign showing my surname on the outside.

But don't panic.

"The guy who used to live here was indeed surnamed 'Yi Gu', that's right, but he went back to his hometown to get married not long ago, and I was the resident who moved in later, and the house number hasn't been changed yet."

Like this without changing his face, he continued to lie, and felt that he was really a genius.

"Huh? Is that so?" Hearing that, the man had a face of "Really, I don't believe it," and took out a mobile phone from his waist, swiped it and put it in front of my eyes, "Well, is the surname 'B' after all?" It doesn't really matter if the surname is 'Bone' or 'Tanaka' or 'Suzuki', but this is what I'm looking for."

"I just saw this black-haired boy enter this apartment with my own eyes? Now, if possible, can I ask Ms. Tanaka to..."

"boom--"

Interrupt the chant.

I didn't say anything and didn't give anyone a chance to finish the sentence. I immediately raised my hand and smashed the brush head on the door panel.

——Because what was captured on his mobile phone just now is Yi Gu Youtai with a timid and flustered expression on his face.

The shooting time watermark also shows 1 minute ago.

Well, to the point.

It seems that the opponent has already prepared to come over, and all the tricks of concealment and sloppy eyes are not easy to use...

"Squeak-"

Ok?

and many more?

Did I really shut that guy out?

It's off, but it doesn't seem to be off.

It doesn't feel right.

"!"

Sure enough, when I turned my head and looked at the anti-theft door that was making a loud crash, I realized that there was a particularly exaggerated human-shaped protrusion on it.

I:"……"

!!!

Poisonous.

Why did it become like this?

Are all conjurers nowadays so introverted?

What kind of physical fitness is it that can knock the door like this?Is this guy the Vajra Protector Fudo Mingo?According to common sense, shouldn't a normal person be knocked out immediately after being photographed like that?

"Oh, it's not good for girls to be so irritable~"

When I was thinking about "the repair fee should not be charged to my head" and retreated, the brush-headed man's slightly frivolous and smiling tone came from behind the broken door, and soon his head There was also a cat popping up and squeezed into my field of vision.

When I looked up, I saw that he didn't look angry when I smashed his face maliciously with the door, and he looked unharmed and not even a speck of dust.

Is there no lower limit?

"..."

I feel that I will go insane if I continue to find similarities like this.

so!

Why is this guy so similar in ability to "him"?

But clearly speaking logically speaking, Wutiao Satoru I know should be blown away when he gets hit in the face by a door, and roared ferociously, "You dare to move such a beautiful face of my father" while shooting at you "Cang" ah "he" is desperately fighting with you?

...What's the matter with such a refined and easy-going painting style?

There are so many similarities, but the age and personality are completely different, and the claims are different.

what.

In this way, after much deliberation, there is only one possibility!

The case has been solved, the guy in front of him must be a relative of Gojo Satoru!

However, even knowing that they are relatives is useless.

It's nothing more than knowing that he is very strong and maybe "the blue is better than the blue", and it will be very troublesome to fight.

"You read it wrong, I live alone, no one lives with me, and no such boy comes in and out of my house," but I still didn't let go, pushing the man and going out, "Sorry , I think you saw it too, now I'm going to find someone to fix my door..."

"Oh, this is difficult. I don't want to be too rough on girls." He was pushed by me for a long time without pushing him, and he still stood there, scratching his badminton hairstyle with some distress, "But explain I have to solve the problem, and I am also very distressed.”

"Okay, since you don't believe it," I nodded, I stopped the order to chase him away, and stepped back generously as if I wanted to invite him to the back room, "Why don't you come in and have a look?"

"Excuse me~"

"..."

He actually walked in with ease.

Forget it.

Anyway, probably even he couldn't find it.

Sure enough, I searched around but failed, and Yigu Youtai seemed to have disappeared, and there was no sign of him in any room.

"Now you know I'm not lying to you, right?"

"It's a pity..."

"what?"

"Such a beautiful cake, if it is stained with blood, you can't eat it."

"?"

Looking suspiciously in the direction of the man's line of sight, I saw a beautifully decorated handmade cake on the dining table.

I just baked it in the afternoon and planned to enjoy it with Otoko Yuta and Satoka at night. For some reason, two drops of bright red blood splashed on it.

"!"

I remembered.

The blood seemed to be from when I pinched the occult talisman with the spell... before the wound was healed by the reversal magician.

"Before I came, you stuffed Mr. Yigu into the belly of the worm-shaped curse spirit. As for the cursed ghost who was worried about stuffing it indiscriminately and would react, was it because the talisman created by the spell concealed the figure?"

The white-haired young man took a step closer to me as he spoke, and I instinctively stepped back.

what……

I wonder.

This guy obviously knows everything!In this case, is it wrong to spend so long with me at the door!

So this "five" also has six eyes?Before I opened the door, the onlookers had clearly seen everything I was messing with in the room?

Fuck!

"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all, strange people...don't come here again!"

"Ah, don't be nervous, after all, sacrifice-style spells are still rare. I'm just curious, Xiaoyu, you—"

"Don't touch me! Please get out, if you do this again, I will call the police...you, what did you call me?"

"Xiao Yu, did you get the talisman this time with your fingers?"

"Are you really...? Why would you..."

[Swipe——]

And at this moment

All the glass on the four walls shattered and intertwined with a loud noise in an instant, and a huge cursed wraith appeared at the same time.

【No... you are not allowed... to approach...】

[Don't get close to her! ! ! 】

"Wait! Lixiang!" I was shocked, and I didn't care about other things at this time. I desperately gestured to Lixiang, who was about to punch Gojo Wu on the head, to stay away from here, "——you will be killed by him of!"

That's right.

Because this guy... is Gojo Satoru!

What kind of devil is Wujo Satoru ten years later!

The tenyearslater is the strongest, one punch can hit ten like me!

Even the demon who had seen Gojo Satoru in high school from my perspective during the death escape said frankly, "This guy is an existence that I don't even want to face. Six eyes and no lower limit are really troublesome"...

"Oh? Are you Lixiang?" Gojo Satoru turned around and blocked me behind him with an innocent tone, "If you get too excited, you will accidentally hurt her, you see, the house will be ruined by you It's in tatters."

As soon as the voice fell, several glass shards that were originally aimed at me that were bounced off by him fell to the ground, making a few crisp sounds.

【give me back.Give...they back to me...]

[Don't try to take away from Lixiang...youta...Xiaoyu...unforgivable, give it to me...]

【Die! ! ! ! ! ! 】

A close call.

Just when Lixiang's amazing little fist was about to collide with Gojo Satoru, I, who was worried about which side would be damaged, bumped into my side who was about to make an initial gesture.

"..."

Li Xiang, who had flinched, was stunned for a while, and when he lowered his head to see the posture of the two of us clearly, his fist became harder.

Is such that.

When I fell, Wujo probably wanted to reach out to pick me up or grab me directly on him as a human, meat, and cushion to relieve the impact a little bit. Unfortunately, the angle and timing were not coincidental, so in the final scene it was too late. It has evolved strangely into——

His palm... pressed against my chest impartially.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "Ah."