My brother is so fierce

Said it was a one-night stay, Knotabagi Yujin tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep.

The next morning, when he came out with dark circles under his eyes, his breakfast had already been placed on the table. Meizhi was wearing an apron and gently rolled up her black hair. Seeing him walking out tiredly, she felt a little embarrassed Standing at the dining table: "I saw some food in the fridge, so I made some on my own..."

As long as Meizhi feels the other party's kindness, she will inevitably want to return more.

Yuzu Yujin rubbed his cheeks, trying to calm himself down. He obviously liked the fact that someone would prepare breakfast for him like this, so he tried to press the corners of his mouth to look calm, and stretched out his head to look at the food on the table: "Well, Looks pretty good."

But after he took a closer look at the portion of the food, he turned to Meizhi and asked, "Where's your own?"

Meizhi avoided his gaze, bit her lower lip and replied, "I've eaten."

That look... obviously didn't eat.

Knotaba Yuhito didn't say anything. When he passed the kitchen, he glanced around and didn't see the used bowls and chopsticks in the sink. When he finished washing, he came out with another set of utensils in his hand. The fried eggs were sliced ​​into pieces. Half of the cooked porridge was also divided out, and the divided food was pushed to Meizhi in silence, with a faint hint of strength.

The young man ate very quickly, and he didn't give Meizhi any reason to refuse. He took out another key from the cabinet and put it on the table, and changed his shoes at the entrance with his schoolbag on his back: "If you have nowhere to go, you can stay here temporarily." here."

Meizhi wanted to say something to refuse, but Yuzu Yujin stood up and looked back at her.

"But give me a deduction for cooking every day," he seemed to know that Meizhi would refuse, and he didn't know what it was out of rebellious psychology. Zhi Zhi looked at each other, and simply turned his back, with his hands on the doorknob as if he could rush out at any time, "The money is on the table, I don't want you to starve to death in my house, remember."

Having not heard Meizhi's response for a long time, the young man couldn't hide his uneasiness, and finally turned his head back.

His pink-haired beauty always felt familiar, but when she thought about it, she remembered that the two-faced Su Nuo also seemed to have short pink hair like a hedgehog.

Meizhi really had nowhere to go, she heard good intentions from the boy's words, so when he looked over, his eyes seemed to be looking forward to such a life with someone by his side, but she was afraid that Meizhi would refuse, so she grabbed the door Push the back of the hand until you can see the bulging metacarpal tendon.

"Then," the other party has said this, Meizhi seems to be a little ignorant if she refuses again, the young man waits nervously for her response, Meizhi asks him softly: "What do you like to eat, Knotweed?"

Knotaba Yuhito was a little distracted in class, and was called by the teacher several times. During the extra-curricular break, he was ridiculed by his deskmate for dating. He cast a blind eye, lying on the table and dragging his voice to retort: ​​"Of course. no--"

But regardless of the reason, he went to the club for a while, then hurried home with his schoolbag on his back.

Meizhi didn't cook for a long time, especially after such a long time, she followed Xia You's mother's practice in memory, and prepared the bought dishes for dinner in a strange way, at least from the outside it looked good.

The sound of the key to open the door sounded, and the pink-haired boy opened the door suddenly, his eyes had already begun to search around, there was no sofa... there was no... kitchen beside the dining table...

He threw off his shoes and walked quickly around the hallway towards the kitchen.

As soon as she opened her mouth to shout, Meizhi opened the kitchen door with a plate in her hand. Her face became more gentle in the hot food, so the boy opened his mouth and stood there in a daze, as if he forgot to say anything.

"I don't know what I made and if it doesn't suit your taste." Meizhi smiled at him gently, the young man came to his senses and took the initiative to make way for Meizhi to pass by, the blankness on his face turned into blankness, he seemed to be dreaming Similarly, there will be someone waiting for him at home after school, and there will be a woman who is as gentle as his mother to cook for him. Even if the old man wants to talk to him about his parents every time he goes to the hospital to visit him, he refuses with an attitude of pretending to be indifferent learn.

But in his heart, he seemed unable to refuse such a life.

They sat on opposite sides of the dining table, Meizhi resting their chins on him, watching him expectantly.

Knotabagi Yuhito looked at the steaming hot dinner, and took a mouthful in silence. The taste was not very good, but it was much better than what he made himself.

The young man ate his food silently, and used this reaction to tell Meizhi how good her cooking was.

Encouraged, Meizhi's eyes were bright, and the knotweed stick took the initiative to wash the used bowls. He remembered that Meizhi seemed to have been in touch with her brother, so he handed her the land.

This time, Meizhi received a direct shutdown response.

Yuzu Yuhito came out with his sleeves rolled up. The boy's arms were very beautiful. He walked over and sat on the sofa next to Meizhi, and asked, "Why, can't you get through again?"

Distress flashed across her face: "It's turned off."

"Maybe he has changed his phone number." Meizhi comforted herself.

Yuzu Yuhito took the phone and dialed it again. After hearing the mechanical female voice on the opposite side, because he knew more about the current electronic equipment than Meizhi, he proposed another possibility: "Maybe it's blocked, you and your brother haven't been in touch for a long time. ?"

Meizhi was a little disappointed: "It will indeed harass others, and it's normal to be blocked." She remembered the last time she saw it, "Count it up, it's been 12 years."

Yuzu Yuhito's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it: "12 years!?"

It's been too long!Do you brothers and sisters have any enmity, have you not been in touch for 12 years! ?

But he won't really speak his heart out,

"Send a message," Hirohito Katsuobu sincerely suggested, and he handed the phone to Meizhi again, "If it's really your brother, you'll always see the message."

Meizhi suddenly realized: "Yes, you can still send messages!"

Knotweed: ...so you haven't been in touch for 12 years because you don't know that you can still send messages to get in touch?

Meizhi entered the phone number, and every time I saw her holding the mobile phone and typing seriously, I felt very cute. Although it is a bit suspicious to say that an older woman, but...

Who can resist the cute expression of a beautiful and well-behaved woman.

Meizhi typed a line and then deleted it. She didn't know what happened in the past 12 years. She wanted to tell Xia Youjie that she devoured Tianyuan's soul and ran out, but if it wasn't Xia Youjie on the other side, maybe It will attract Gao Zhuan's attention, so she hesitated for a few minutes, and the message she sent was only two words——

brother.

Nanako tilted her head and looked at the strange text message from the charging phone. She wanted to remind Xia Youjie, but when she saw the sleeping man, she closed her mouth again.

Let's wait until Master Xia You wakes up.

Gaozhuan was in a mess at this time.

"Lord Tian Yuan is gone!!"

"Although the enchantment is still there, it's not as strong as before..." The high-level executives couldn't find out how Tianyuan disappeared. "If this continues, the high school will become the first target of the curse spirit's attack."

"Go and find it!"

"Whether it's a college or another place..."

"Mobilize all conjurers, no, we can't let them know..." The high-level face was serious, "Call Wujo Satoru."

Because of his friend's defection, Gojo Satoru looked more stable than when he was young.

The man wearing the blindfold propped himself on the table, a little impatient with the high-level call: "What's the matter this time?"

"Lord Tian Yuan is gone."

"Huh?" These words finally changed the expression on Gojo Satoru's face. He remembered the sacrifice of the astral body and Meizhi who were killed last time, and showed an extremely happy smile, "Isn't this very good?"

"You always have to pay for what you do, don't you?"

Negotiations failed, and Gojo Satoru did not obey the orders of the higher-ups. He walked out of the office and looked at the blue sky: "The weather is good today."

He didn't know what he was going to do. It was rare for him to go back to Wutiao's house and walk into the secret room of Wutiao's house. There was a killing there. Not only that, his ancestors seemed to be just offshoots, and the young head of Wutiao's family had never married , just adopting the offspring's children under his own name.

As for why such a thing happened, he vaguely remembered it was because of a woman, a woman who died young.

Does the Wutiao family actually have such a love?

No one knows what is sealed in the box, it will be sealed in the innermost layer of the secret room forever, and now, when Gojo Satoru looked through the materials preserved thousands of years ago, he actually saw Meizhi's name on his genealogy. name.

Five beauties.

Gojo Satoru's heart beat fast, the smile on his face disappeared, and his fingertips moved towards the male name that was tied with Gojo Meizhi-Gojo Naoto.

It's impossible to be with the same person at the same time, Gojo Satoru laughed, wondering if his nerves were too tense recently, so that he would have such absurd thoughts.

But when he walked into the innermost part of the secret room, he looked at the box that was forbidden to open, and a very strong impulse surged in his heart.

that box...

The box that was sealed up by the five patriarchs thousands of years ago...

The things inside may be able to solve the matter he is guessing now.

Wujo Meizhi, Xiayou Meizhi...

Obviously it's just the same name, but the same premature death, it can't be such a coincidence.

Having said that, the white-haired youth walked straight towards the box.

He was just curious, or in other words, there was something attracting him to open the box.

Even though the descendants have taken care of it, when Gojo Satoru took over, he seemed to have forgotten about it.

Blowing the dust off the box, he opened the flimsy lock very easily.

What came into view was a rolled up painting. Although the paper had been processed, it was still slightly yellow.

Gojo Satoru took out the painting lightly, the light in the secret room was dim, and with the sound of rubbing, he opened the painting like a ghost.

Under the sakura tree, a girl with immature but not concealed beauty was wearing a kimono with black hair and smiled at him gently.

The fingers holding the drawing paper did not control the strength well, leaving a deep fingerprint on the fragile paper.

Sugisawa Third High School——

"Hey, Knotweed..." The tablemate watched him take out the bento box, his eyes widened, "You actually made your own bento!!"

The pink-haired boy hugged his bento box and opened the lid as if he was afraid of being eaten by others. The bento was quite rich. Amidst the exclamation of his tablemate, the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, "I didn't make it."

The boy stretched out his sinful hand and wanted to eat it, but Yuzu Yujin stared and refused, holding the bento in his arms like a pup protecting food: "I haven't even eaten it yet!"

"Cut, stingy..." The tablemate looked at the knotweed mournfully, rubbed his chin and guessed, "Could it be the love bento made for you by the girl in the class next door."

"Don't talk nonsense," Knotabagi Yujin put a tomato on the tablemate and blocked his mouth, "Eat yours quickly."

Before he finished class, the phone in his bag vibrated suddenly, and Yuzu Yujin remembered that he forgot to turn off the sound. Facing the teacher's shooting gaze, he lowered his head and hurriedly found the phone in his schoolbag. It was a strange He didn't know the phone, so he hung up in a hurry, and then turned the phone to silent.

The phone was always on in the drawer, and the calls kept coming, but the knotweed didn't see it.

Nanako stood aside, watching the low air pressure emanating from Xia Youjie's body, her whole face was terribly gloomy.

"Find the location of the phone, I'm going there."

The man almost crushed the phone, and smiled instead of anger: "Find this person, and I will let him know the price of deceiving me."