Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

Ayin was ignored.

Before the white-haired boy left, he gave her a supercilious look.

Ayin watched his back go away regretfully, so she had no choice but to put away this untimely thought.

She turned her head to look at the house arranged by Wujo's family.

The house is a traditional Japanese-style house. Although the location is remote, it is neglected, and the open space in the backyard is overgrown with weeds. However, in the eyes of A Yin, who has a deep-rooted modern concept of every inch of land, she can't fault it. .

As long as it is converted into the funds required to buy such a large house with a back garden in modern society, A Yin's eyes are darkened, and when he looks at his house again, his eyes are full of cherishment.

A pond is built in the small yard behind the house. In the cold winter, a thin layer of ice forms on the water surface, and dots of fireflies dance up and down, making the night more and more quiet.

While waiting for the maid to tidy up the furnishings in the house, Ayin walked around the backyard slowly.

She put Xiaomei's warning of "be careful not to catch the wind and cold" behind her, and looked around the backyard for a week. The biggest feeling was the emptiness.

So open,? Nothing but that little pond.

A Yin looked at the soft soil under her feet. The location here is just right, on the sunny side behind the house. If you plant two cherry blossom trees, just for shade in summer, welcome warmth in winter, and enjoy cherry blossoms in spring, how pleasant would it be? beautiful view.

"Miss,?" The wide paper door was pushed open, and the maid Xiaomei knelt on the tatami, "Your bedroom has been tidied up, do you want to wash up first?"

"Huh?" A Yin looked back and smiled slightly, "Then I will trouble you, Xiaomei."

A Yin followed Xiaomei into the room, and she covered her nose with her cuff to prevent the scattered dust from being sucked into the trachea.

This house has been unoccupied for too long, and the Wutiao family's attitude towards A Yin is also very perfunctory, which can be seen from the quietness of the house.

Xiaomei only had time to roughly clean Ayin's room, and there were still many details that could not be taken care of.

The maid didn't feel too tired, but instead rolled up her sleeves, full of energy, and was ready to wait for the next morning to do a big cleaning.

From the corner of A Yin's eyes, she caught Xiaomei's shining eyes, and the corners of her mouth drooped a few degrees, feeling very uncomfortable.

Xiaomei is only a girl in her teens, and she is left to take care of such a large yard by herself, and the heavy pressure can almost crush her.

A Yin can't help, with her frail body, it would be nice if she doesn't do Xiaomei a disservice.

This was originally the arrangement of the Wujo family, even if it was just adding two more servants.

However, the people in this family seemed to have forgotten about it, and didn't take the troubles that Ayin might encounter into their hearts.From the very beginning, I made my attitude clear, which meant to let them be self-reliant.

Ayin noticed this, how could Xiaomei not notice it.

She met A Yin's gaze, but subconsciously raised her eyebrows and revealed a vigorous smile.

It doesn't matter.She thought to herself that even if she was alone, she should do her duty and take care of the young lady's daily life.

.........

Sometimes, Xiaomei is really much more sensible than her.

A Yin thought quietly in his heart.

When encountering unfair treatment, she secretly endured it as expected. The so-called submissiveness, like most women in this era, has engraved meekness and gentleness into her bones.

It's not like Ah Yin, who is going to go to the Patriarch to "have a good talk".

This is not "greedy" or "overstepping the rules". She just wants to have two more servants to help her. Isn't this the right she should have?

What you want, you have to fight for.

If you don't take the initiative to speak up, no one will pay special attention to you and speculate on your needs and needs.

It's such a simple truth, but people in this era, especially women, don't always understand it.

A Yin felt a little helpless.

It is not difficult to find the contemporary Gojo Patriarch.

She was not favored, but the guards in the main house recognized her identity, and did not dare to be rude to the young lady on the surface.After asking about A Yin's purpose, someone entered the house to inform the Patriarch.

"You want attendants?" The astonishment flashed across the face, and then the solemn-faced man remembered his negligence towards his daughter, "That's right, you probably don't have enough manpower."

Unlike A Yin's expected one-off agreement, the other party put forward his own conditions.

"It's not impossible to add a few more maids and servants for you."

"If you can produce satisfactory grades in the following courses, I can promise you one more request."

Ayin:?

What, still have class?What class do you take?

A Yin was careless.

Not long after returning to the family, she did not usher in the leisurely life she imagined.

After asking her if she had adapted to the family environment, her father arranged various courses for her non-stop.

A Yin's qualifications as a magician were mediocre, and the Patriarch Wutiao was not disappointed when he learned this, perhaps because he didn't have much expectation, and replaced her schedule with a wave of his hand.

All the lessons for learning spells have been deleted, and the rest... are the necessary skills for a future "family wife". In other words, Ayin's training direction is to increase marriage chips.

A Yin: ...

Embroidery, flower arranging, painting, poetry, etc. can cultivate one's sentiments, and it is not difficult to settle accounts. She has a university degree, and can get started soon after getting familiar with the family's accounting methods.

What made her stomach hurt was manners education.

Stepping on the high-soled wooden clogs, she had to keep a still position, put her hands together in front of her abdomen, and straighten her waist. She stood for two hours at a time.

Let A Yinmeng go back to military training directly.

This is just standing.

For sitting posture training, she needs to maintain a kneeling posture and learn several different ways of kneeling. The knees are slightly forward, and the heels should not touch the buttocks and hind legs, but a little distance away. It is said that this is the kneeling that suits their identities posture.

In addition, there is also the need to pay attention to walking, the distance between steps should not exceed how many inches, where to place your hands, and you must pay attention to maintaining an appropriate frequency when trotting...

Ayin is tired.

She was wrong.

University military training does not bring such a tossing person!

She is in awe of all the women of this era, it's not easy, it's really not easy for them.

After several more hours of training, Ah Yin almost thought that she had lost feeling in her legs.

When she was helped back to the house by the maid Xiaomei, there was only one thought in A Yin's mind.

I heard that her brothers and sisters received the same education as her.

For children with the qualifications of conjurers, the courses are fuller and more complicated, and it can be said that there is no time to rest from morning till night.

She was exhausted half of her life just by taking a demeanor course.

What about Gojo Satoru?

Ayin turned her head suddenly, looking past Xiaomei beside her, as if she wanted to penetrate the stone wall to meet the white-haired boy on the other side.

Wujo Satoru was valued far beyond her imagination.

Ayin can go to class with other brothers and sisters, and sit in a "small classroom" to listen to the teacher's explanation of knowledge. Only he walks alone, does not participate in their activities, and does not communicate with them.

All the courses of Gojo Satoru are taught by other specialized teachers.

I don't know if it's luck or misfortune.

At the end of Ayin's field of vision, the seemingly not-too-distant bookstore is actually far away, and a strict barrier is even set up around the bookstore.

She knew that the white-haired boy was inside.

"Miss?"

"...It's nothing." Ayin closed her eyes, her lips moved, but she didn't make a sound.

It is not appropriate to talk to Xiaomei about this matter, it will scare the little girl.

She has a bold idea.

well known-

Life is incomplete without skipping classes!

A Yin soaked in the liquid medicine at night, and asked Xiaomei to massage herself to relax her muscles and try her best to avoid soreness the next day.

She only accepted the course for nearly a month, and she was physically and mentally exhausted by the tedious and rigid education of the big family.

Your Excellency Wujo is still just a child, no matter how talented he is, he is still a human being.

Ayin didn't believe that he wasn't tired of these so-called "noble education".

After the massage, the body seemed to be soaked in warm hot water, limp and unable to lift up. The maid Xiaomei thoughtfully blew out the candle lamp, and Ayin lay on the quilt, feeling sleepy.

Holding on to the desire to fall asleep, A Yin crawled up in the dark. The night vision ability of this body is good, and A Yin did not turn on the lamp, so as not to disturb Xiaomei.

She groped around on the desk for a while and found what she wanted.

A small knife, and a few pieces of paper.

A Yin roughly estimated the spell power within a day.

It should be enough to make two dolls for only one day.A Yin made up his mind, and immediately took a charcoal pencil and drew the outlines of two people on the paper, one high and one low, and then cut along the edge.

She pulled a strand of her hair and blew it onto one of the pieces of paper.

There was a soft "bang", the piece of paper glowed with a faint blue light, floating randomly, the thin paper became three-dimensional, and gradually took on a human shape...

A Yin stood in front of another "self".

Ayin folded her arms, looked up and down the doll, and nodded with great satisfaction.

"I succeeded at the first attempt. It seems that my talent is not bad?"

A perfect stand-in doll, the best choice for skipping classes.

It doesn't consume much mana, and the technique is very simple.

It was a common spell taught to her by the Zen Monastery.

It is not a technique passed down from the ancestors, but an invention invented by Hui Hui of the Zen Academy when he is free and free. Because he does not require blood, he taught it to A Yin.

Dolls are really useless.

The identical appearance is just an empty shell, like an inflated human-shaped balloon, which will burst when poked, and its combat power is infinitely close to zero. It can only understand simple instructions, and it is only suitable as a toy for Ah Yin.

——Chanyuanhui originally thought so.

Hmm... A certain nobleman far away in the monastery clan would never have imagined that the spells he taught Ayin were used by the little girl to skip class.

A Yin did a few small experiments on the puppet, and after confirming that there would be no mistakes, she fell asleep with a comfortable mood.

The next day, the change of position went very smoothly. She gave the puppet an order early on, and no one, including Xiaomei, noticed anything unusual.

A Yin sneaked out from the back door alone, put another piece of paper in his sleeve, and took a shortcut to the study where Wujo Wu was.

Don't worry about Gojo Goto's absence, this kid's life is very hard, he wakes up early and stays late to study courses, and spends his days in the study. He has seen Kyoto at four o'clock in the morning.

Those who see it are sad and those who hear it cry.

In the past month, Ah Yin's body has been recuperated, her complexion has improved a lot, and her physical strength has also recovered a lot.

Climbing a window that is not high is definitely not a problem.

The window was opened a crack, and Ah Yin peeped in, and met Wujo Wu's gaze abruptly.

The white-haired boy's face was stiff.

He happened to be facing the window, and when he raised his eyes a little, he saw a sneaky figure pulling on the window lattice, while the teacher who taught him had his back to the window, only a table away from Gojo Satoru.

"Master Wu." The strict teacher knocked on a corner of the table, "Seriously."

Gojo Satoru quickly retracted his gaze and managed his expressions well.

Ayin couldn't hear what they were saying, but Wujo Wu's lips opened and closed, and then the man nodded in agreement, and the white-haired boy immediately ran out of the door and came to the wooden corridor.

"what are you doing?"

Gojo Satoru supported the pillar, no longer hiding his astonished eyes.

When he was a child, he was not as good as the "Wujo Wu" who had grown up 20 years later. The white-haired boy had a cold appearance, but in fact, all emotions were written on his face, and his thoughts were clear.

"Enlightenment!" Ah Yin jumped down and waved to him happily.

The boy pursed his lips, and a thought crossed his mind for a moment: Am I familiar with her?

Next, he witnessed how familiar A Yin is.

Regardless of his slight resistance, A Yin grabbed his wrist and happily said the soul-stirring lines: "Go, my sister will take you to skip class!"

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide——

He saw a strand of his hair was pulled out by her, rolled into a piece of paper and thrown into the wind, unknown magic power wandered, but for a moment, a boy who looked exactly like him replaced his original position.

"You..." He was dumbfounded for a moment.

"Have you been bored for a long time?" A Yin said with an expression of "I understand", "The classes at home are really anti-human. It is human nature to skip classes. We have to let nature take its course."

"Children should enjoy their childhood, it is their nature to have fun!"

In childhood, the tragedy of suppressing seedlings to encourage growth and killing nature, A Yin has seen a lot in the news of her previous life.

Without saying a word, she grabbed the boy's hand and ran into the howling wind.

Her cheerful laughter was blown to fragments by the wind, leaving only a few strands that got into the boy's ears.

"I've already prepared a strategy. There is a wonderful street nearby. It is said that many foreign businessmen have opened shops. I don't know if there are cakes and chocolates—" Her words are unclear, but he understands them strangely .

He didn't know why he didn't break away from her hand.

I don't know why I ran with her.

The bitter wind at the end of winter blew past his ears, he subconsciously opened his legs, obeyed the weak pulling force, and let the girl who was older than her pull her arms, and ran into the dense forest with her. In the shade of the trees, facing the warmth of the morning sun, stepping on the thick white snow, throwing aside complicated etiquette and useless concerns.

【Fly. 】

Let the relaxed wind inflate your heart, and no longer suppress the smile from the corners of your eyes.

Gojo Satoru quickly passed Ayin, and held her wrist instead, changing from passive to active, the two of them went one after the other, and he dragged Ayin to run.

She was the first to dare to do so.

She was the first to break his shell and question his true nature.

Her courage is to be commended, isn't it?

Gojo Satoru almost couldn't help laughing.

In his nature, the wantonness that was bound by layers of chains broke through a leak at this time.

He heard his heart beating, the torrent poured into the blood, and the wanton laughter spread in his pupils.

run, run—

Leave that dull, depressing, rigid world behind!

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Chanyuan: You use the technique I taught you to tease Wutiao?

Ayin: Hey.

Wutiao: Thank you, Your Excellency Chanyuan.

Chanyuan: Wu Tiao's personality will be turbulent and turbulent in the future. Is it because of your contribution? @阿音

Ayin: Grass.

Ayin: I call it releasing my nature!Follow your heart!