A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

Drowsy, Zhimeng saw a fog.

The fog is so thick that you can't see the distance clearly; the fog is so light that there are flowers and branches looming.

Zhimeng looked at it, but didn't seem to look at it.

Someone was talking next to my ear, but when I listened carefully, there was no sound at all.

I relaxed myself, and the voice reappeared in my ear.

It seems that someone is laughing, but Zhimeng only feels that it is in a trance, like a dream.

Until he woke up from the dream, there was still someone whispering and chattering in his ears.

Moving his fingers, Zhimeng got up subconsciously, trying to wake himself up.

Suddenly, the looming voices around disappeared.

"Weaving Meng, you're awake!"

Still in a daze, Zhimeng was embraced by someone, but the person was still whispering in his ear.

"Why did you wake up so late this time? It's already noon the next day. I remember you woke up last afternoon..."

"...Enlightenment?" Hearing a familiar voice, Zhimeng responded, but found that his voice was unbelievably hoarse, and the dry pain in his throat even made him frown unconsciously.

Gojo Satoru immediately let go of him, took the cup on the side and handed it to Zhimeng: "Drink first."

Zhimeng took it, drank the water in the glass in one breath, moistened his throat, and finally woke up.

As soon as he raised his head, Zhimeng noticed that there were not only Wujo Wutiao, but also several children in the room. While full of doubts, he couldn't help asking: "Wu, who are these children?"

"Ah, these brats—"

Gojo Satoru took the empty cup and put it on the table beside him. He was interrupted before he finished speaking, and four or five little devils swarmed over and almost squeezed him away.

"Hi big brother, I'm Kosuke!"

"Hello big brother, I'm Keji!"

"I'm You!"

"Big brother, you finally woke up, I'm Sakule!"

"H-Hello, my name is Shinji..."

After the young children introduced themselves sentence by sentence, Gojo Satoru unhappily reached out and carried the two little devils who were about to throw themselves into Zhimeng's arms to the back.

"If you say hello, just say hello, don't get so close to me, you little brats!"

Immediately, this sentence aroused the dissatisfaction of the children.

"Brother Wutiao, you are so stingy!"

"Why does such a Wutiao brother have such a good-looking friend!"

"Too stingy is the Wutiao brother who will be dumped!"

"Yeah yeah……"

Wait, something strange seems to have gotten in.

The white-haired boy didn't give an inch, and continued to punish the little devils who squeezed in one by one to the back——

"Of course it's because I'm handsome and strong, big brother!"

"In short, this means that my friend is not wrong, so he won't be dumped!"

In this regard, the children said: "噫~~~"

Zhimeng couldn't help laughing at the white-haired boy who was naively competing with the children, just not letting them get close to him.

Really, Satoru mixed up with the children without any sense of disobedience.

"Laugh, laugh!" The only girl among them, Xiao Le, who was wearing a skirt, couldn't help showing starry eyes when she saw Zhimeng: "Big brother is even more beautiful when he smiles!"

Zhimeng looked at her and said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment. It's the first time we meet, I am Yunmengzhi, very happy to meet you."

His eyes swept over the five children, and the long-haired boy who replaced the children in the orphanage in a second showed an increasingly gentle smile.

The five children looked at Zhimeng in silence for a moment, then all looked at Wujo Wu, and couldn't help but speak with envy and hatred.

"Damn it, why did brother Wutiao find such a good big brother as a friend!"

"Brother Yun is so gentle and nice...how can someone like Brother Wutiao find such a good friend!"

"I'm so jealous..."

"Brother Yun, please be my friend..."

……

"Hey, envy, jealousy and hatred are fine, you little devils don't try to poach me in front of me!"

Gojo Wujo glared angrily at the group of brazen brats who dared to poach his corner, very angry.

"Zhimeng is my good friend, you guys are out of luck!"

However, since he was staring with sunglasses on, he couldn't deter the children at all.

After getting along all morning, he has learned when to ignore his children spontaneously, and once again came to chatter in front of Zhimeng.

"Brother Yun, are you feeling better?"

"Brother Yun, are you thirsty or hungry?"

"By the way, the store manager uncle said that there is food left for Brother Yun..."

Gojo Satoru squeezed into them again, and continued to try to separate them: "Okay, okay, you all get out of the way, so Zhimeng won't be able to get out of bed."

Zhimeng couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Sakule's head, and smiled at them: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine now."

With that said, Zhimeng finally got out of bed under Gojo Satoru's expulsion and the children's self-consciousness.

Wujo Wu first took Zhimeng to wash up, and sent the children downstairs to urge the kitchen to prepare meals for Zhimeng.

Under Zhimeng's smile and please, the children obediently went downstairs to the restaurant downstairs, and the chattering voice that had been twittering after waking up finally quieted down.

Taking advantage of the time to wash, Zhimeng began to ask him the accumulated questions.

"How long have I been sleeping? Where is this place? Where's Jay? And whose family are those children?"

It was not suitable to ask these questions in front of so many children just now, so he endured it, but now, taking advantage of the time to wash up, he had to ask them all clearly.

"It's already noon since you slept last night. You really slept too long this time."

After muttering, Wujo Wu told Zhimeng what happened from yesterday to now.

Including not limited to them being thrown into a different world by that bead, the common currency is different, they became paupers, and they were picked up by a passing fool (crossed out) kind person when they were planning to eat black, and then he had to help the kind person today Watching things about the kids.

As for Jay, he's downstairs helping the restaurant owner.

Zhimeng had finished washing after listening to it.

He looked at the tall white-haired boy in front of him, and said earnestly, "Thank you for your hard work, Wu."

And - "Thank you."

Thank you for not giving up on him even in a different world. They even planned to go to black and white to have money to buy medicine to reduce his fever.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The young master Wutiao snorted softly, stretched out his hand to mess Zhimeng's hair by relying on his height advantage, and said to himself.

"You're my friend. It's not a matter of course to do this for a friend? Why thank you? You can be bold, no thanks!"

To tell the truth, the white-haired boy looked a little handsome when he said these words, Zhimeng was a little moved.

However, seeing his hair turned into a chicken coop from the corner of the eye, Zhimeng's touch disappeared in an instant.

"Wu——" Zhimeng looked at him hesitantly, "I just combed my hair..."

It's completely white now.

Wujo Gojo paused, looking at Zhimeng's messy hair, and thought of something, his eyes under the sunglasses instantly lit up.

"It's a mess, I'll recomb it for you!"

As he spoke, he eagerly picked up the comb——

This is a two-story building with a restaurant downstairs and people living upstairs.

Zhimeng followed Gojo Wu downstairs, and then walked from the back to the front door of the restaurant. As soon as he entered, he saw Xia Youjie who was busy at the bar.

"Jie!" Zhimeng greeted him first.

Seeing him, Xia Youjie, who was busy working in a white apron, showed joy, and immediately greeted him: "You woke up Zhimeng, are you hungry? Come and eat."

However, as Zhimeng approached, his eyes fell on Zhimeng's high ponytail, and his eyes paused slightly.

Generally speaking, Zhimeng will tie up her hair when fighting close combat with them in actual combat class; in normal times, even when doing missions, Zhimeng will habitually let her long hair loose, making her smile more gentle and harmless , approachable.

But now, Zhimeng put on a high ponytail uncharacteristically——Xia Youjie focused on Wutiao Wu, who came in first, and had already found the culprit.

Take a closer look, this high ponytail is still a little crooked, it looks like a novice's work.If it wasn't for Zhimeng's good looks, the slightly skewed ponytail would have made him look brighter and more lively. This high ponytail would be really ugly.

Sure enough, Wu is a handicap!

Xia Youjie silently finished picking out his friend's craftsmanship in his heart, and still calmly brought out the dishes he had prepared earlier, smiling and beckoning Zhimeng to eat quickly.

Weaving Meng thanked you, sat on the stool in front of the bar, picked up the chopsticks and started.

Wutiao Wu, who tied a crooked ponytail for Zhimeng, also excitedly said to Xia Youjie: "Look at Jie, does the hairstyle I tied for Zhimeng look good?"

Xia Youjie smiled back at him: "Zhimeng looks good, so naturally any hairstyle looks good."

So, the hairstyle you got is actually not good-looking at all.

"Are you jealous of Jie?" The white-haired boy suddenly said, "Don't feel sorry for Jie, although I don't have long hair, I can give you the same hairstyle as your dream!"

As he said that, he continued: "Actually, I've wanted to say it a long time ago. Jie, you are so old-fashioned with a ball head. It really is the ponytail I tied for Zhimeng."

With this push and step, Xia Youjie's smile became fake visibly to the naked eye.

"Wu, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

What a good friend he is, but it's a pity that when he opens his mouth, he sometimes makes people want to beat him to death on the spot!

Xia Youjie divided snacks to the side, and the children watching the battle while eating: ...

Why did Brother Wutiao, who deserved such a beating, be able to make such good friends as Brother Yun and Brother Xia You?

Are you blinded by God?

As for Zhimeng, he glanced at the two of them, saw that they were still smiling, and continued to eat his meal with his head down.

Well, it seems that they have a good chat, so he doesn't bother.

The one who broke the tense atmosphere in the restaurant was the restaurant owner who came out of the kitchen with a plate.

"Everyone is here, that's just right, dinner is ready!"

The owner of this restaurant is a chubby-looking middle-aged man with a kind face.

He has a good relationship with Sakunosuke Oda, and he also cares about Sakunosuke Oda.So when Oda Sakunosuke went out to work, he helped take care of his adopted children.

Even the three strange teenagers who were brought back by Oda Sakunosuke last night, after being asked for a little bit, the restaurant owner readily took care of them together.

"This is Mr. Zhimeng mentioned by Mr. Xia You, right? Are you feeling better?"

Seeing Zhimeng waking up, the boss put down the plate and asked him with concern.

"Ah, I am." Zhimeng put down his chopsticks, stood up and bowed to express his gratitude to the other party.

"I'm very grateful to the boss for taking me in. I'm fine now. If you need help, please feel free to ask."

"Haha, as long as it's okay, as long as it's okay." The boss smiled honestly, and greeted Zhimeng to continue eating: "You don't need to be polite, I don't have much life here, Xia Youjun has helped me a lot, and it's lunch time , Everyone eat, eat first!"

"I'll help you with the meal." Xia Youjie ignored Wujo Wu, turned around and went to help in the kitchen.

With the lively atmosphere, several people had a pleasant lunch in the restaurant.

After lunch, the owner of the restaurant gave them some money and asked them to go to the commercial street to buy a few changes of clothes and go back early.

This is very interesting to say now, but the three dream weavers really need this expenditure at the moment, so they bid farewell to the restaurant owner and the children and went out.

With no one else around, the three began exchanging messages with each other.

Gojo Satoru put his hands behind his head and looked at the clear blue sky at noon through his sunglasses: "This is Yokohama, but it's not Yokohama."

Xia Youjie added: "Yokohama is chaotic and controlled by the port mafia."

Looking at the strange and desolate streets around, Zhimeng frowned slightly: "Yokohama in another world, so... backward."

"We won't be here long anyway."

Gojo Satoru turned his head sideways, and said with a flamboyant smile to his friends, "Take it as a vacation, and we will always go back."

That arrogant and haughty posture as always, but at this moment calmed their uneasy hearts.

Zhimeng's brows and eyes are curved: "I will definitely go back!"

Xia Youjie also smiled: "Isn't this a matter of course?"

After all, they are the strongest!

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We are the strongest.