Vest Raiders Possibility of Scrapping Men

April.

The cherry blossoms on the street are in full bloom, and the weather is still a bit cold. When the wind blows, the pink petals scattered will add a layer of cartoon-like scenes to the whole city.

Speeding trams, crowded streets, and sunshine.

Whenever the school season comes, the noisy and tired city seems to have a little more vitality. In the streets and alleys, you can see teenagers and girls who get up early and drive the car at any time, laughing and playing, walking in groups on the road to school, exchanging Looking at the adventures and interesting things during the vacation, while discussing what kind of stories will happen in the new semester.

There are always people who are happy about the start of school and others who are troubled.

After the last conversation, Gojo Satoru clearly felt the distance between him and A Yue.

From the first time we met, the little guard, who had never been big or small, suddenly became extremely responsible. Whether he was at home or out, he dutifully played the role of a subordinate, and didn't even give him any time to get close.

To be precise, if it was his 'order', the little guard would not refuse no matter what was requested, but that was all.

Even though he held the person in his arms and teased him as usual, trying to get the little guard to give him a different reaction, the person still had a cold face, letting him play with it like a puppet, without any reaction.

At most, at the beginning, tell him that there is a difference between dignity and inferiority, pay attention to your identity.

After that, no matter what, no matter how much he went too far, that person would not give him the slightest look.

Such a clear refusal and widening the distance made Gojo Satoru gradually become depressed, but he couldn't figure out what Ayue wanted him to do with the liking he said.

They are already close, and no one will be able to separate them in the future. They are the little guards he personally selected. They have been together day and night for five years, and they will be together for a long, long time in the future. This is not enough Prove anything?

They are masters and servants, friends, playmates, and people who are most familiar with each other.

'But do you really know him? '

The voice of the great-grandfather haunted his mind, and the increasingly irritable Gojo Satoru couldn't restrain himself when he went to Jugao to meet his class teacher and was told that Sanyue could not study with him at school temper.

He had a big fight with his class teacher on the first day of school.

Noctua Zhengdao, who is the head teacher in the first grade of the Conjuration College, looked at the young man who was furious like an angry lion in front of him. The serious expression on his face did not move a little. He moved his eyes to the quiet shadow-like person behind the young man, calmly He said: "This is the place to train conjurers. The students here will be comrades who can rely on each other in the future. We don't need to leave our teammates behind because of other factors at critical moments and turn to other things. people."

"Mr. March, if in a future battle, your teammates are seriously injured and dying, and need to be taken back to the school for treatment immediately, and Gojo Satoru is being entangled by the enemy, what is your choice?"

After hearing what he said, Yayoi Kojiro glanced sideways at the angry young man beside him, then raised her eyes, met the deep gaze of Masamichi Yamotha, and said without hesitation: "I am the young master's guard."

Noctua nodded righteously, and then looked at the tall young man in front of him. "You have a very loyal subordinate, but his consciousness and the consciousness required by the school are mutually exclusive, so I will not agree to his admission application."

Gojo Satoru, who was originally delighted by the little guard's choice without hesitation, turned a little ugly after hearing Ye Mo Zhengdao's words. He stood up straight and looked at the other party with somewhat ferocious eyes. Eye to eye with him.

"whispering sound."

A few minutes later, under the expression that the other party had no intention of changing his mind, Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue, pulled off his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and made a face at the other party.

"If you don't agree to pull it down, I won't go up anymore. It's like who cares about such a broken place like you."

He put on his sunglasses, put one hand in his pocket, and said rebelliously to the person beside him: "Ah Yue, let's go."

Yayoi Kojiro glanced at him, lowered his eyes and stood motionless on the spot.

Gojo Satoru's expression paused for a moment, and he ground his teeth secretly under the expression of Ye Mozhengdao's indecision, he snorted and went out angrily, just halfway there, he heard the little guard behind him pointing at him. The smelly old man said very respectfully: "Young master, please take care of me when you are in school."

He didn't care at all that he was almost at the door, and he didn't care what he said just now.

Gojo Gojo was so angry that he raised his foot and kicked open the closed door, then strode out arrogantly.

A loud bang caused the expressions of the two people talking in the room to pause for a moment. Afterwards, Ye Mozheng looked at the black-haired boy and bowed to him, and followed him out without haste.

Night Moth was looking at his back, his eyes darkened a little.

Even the long-known Six Eyes of the Wutiao Clan can figure out a little bit of his temper. It can only be said that he is worthy of being an arrogant and wanton young master who has been gifted since he was a child, and he doesn't take people seriously at all.

It's just that he couldn't quite understand the guard.

The way the two get along is also a bit strange.

Noctua Zhengdao sighed, the temperament of the young master made him foresee how much headache he would have in the future.He checked his watch to estimate the time, and the other one was coming soon.

Thinking of another problematic child who was also difficult to deal with, Ye Mozheng frowned, turned around and walked to the sofa in the room to sit down, bowed his body, put his hands on his lap, and looked at the door with a heavy expression. The side face looked inexplicably a little tragic.

I hope his hair will still be thick after these three years.

……

In the open space outside the house, I heard unhurried footsteps behind me. It has been a minute or two since I came out, and I even felt that this two minutes was extraordinarily long. Gojo Satoru turned sideways pretendingly when the other party walked up to him, humming heavily He made a sound, as if I was angry and you came to coax me.

However, after waiting for a while, not only did the people around him not coax him, they didn't even make a sound. Gojo Satoru calmly moved his gaze to the side, and then saw the young man standing quietly behind him with lowered eyebrows. Hanging, respectful and distant.

This kind of attitude made Wujo Wu, who had been treated indifferently by the other party for more than a month, slowly feel a sense of grievance in his heart. The words and attitude ignored by the other party just now made this grievance like a flood breaking through the floodgate, and it was out of control.

"Ah Yue..." He turned around, carefully pulled the fabric of the boy's cuffs, looked down at him with aggrieved eyes, but his usual style prevented him from saying any words to show weakness, and he didn't even think about what caused it. What is the reason for this scene now, he still hasn't figured out what the liking in Ah Yue's mouth is.

It's just that he really can't get used to being distanced respectfully by the other party, they are obviously not like this.

Gojo Satoru has always known that the way they get along as master and servant is too strange, master and servant are not master and servant, but those are not important.

Compared with the dead, rigid and rigid servants in the clan, he prefers Ah Yue who is lively and has his own personality.

The most special Ah Yue.

But now this special was taken back by the young man himself, he made himself like everyone else, standing in front of him respectfully and with a distance, without any violation of the rules.

Gojo Satoru didn't like this.

Such an attitude made it seem like there was an invisible barrier between them, pulling him away from the softest part of the boy's heart, and then isolated him from the outside, not allowing him to get any closer.

The big cat, who is used to being in the soft and warm nest, can't adapt to the cold and hard plain. He wants to return to his own place, roll around in the softest part of the boy's heart, and enjoy the unique intimacy between them.

"Ah Yue." He called the young man's name again, and the man looked like a long-frozen ice sculpture in winter under the warm sunshine, without giving him any response.

The lowered eyelids made it impossible for him to have a panoramic view of those beautiful golden eyes, and it was naturally impossible for him to be reflected in the downward gaze.

Gojo Satoru couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand, raised the opponent's chin to let him look at him, with an uncontrollable anger and grievance on his face. "Why don't you look at me anymore, didn't you promise to keep looking at me? What do you want to do now?"

"Obviously you've been fine all of a sudden, why do you suddenly lose your temper? Don't tell me that your status is different. You never care about that kind of thing. What do you suddenly want to do now?"

The uncontrollable anger made his voice louder and louder, and the hand holding the opponent's chin unconsciously increased a little bit of strength, staring at the opponent with a somewhat fierce expression, and kept venting the grievances in his heart and puzzled.

"Is there anything you can't tell me well, even if you are angry with me, you have to let me know where I am wrong!"

"Suddenly sentenced me to death, I started to lose my temper inexplicably, and I started to care about my status and status on my own, that kind of thing is just an excuse, why don't you just tell me what you want!" Young Master "Yayoi Kojiro looked at him quietly, turning a blind eye to the boy's anger, and just stated calmly and coldly: "It's getting late, my subordinates should go."

"March!" Gojo Satoru shouted his name, the young man looked indifferent, as if no matter what he did, the future would not change, they will be like now, they are clearly close at hand, but they seem to be unable to climb across gully.

He stared at the other party hatefully, his chest heaving because of anger, seeing him like this, Yayoi Kojiro's eyelashes trembled a few times, those eyes that seemed to be overflowing with grievance made him couldn't help sighing, looked up Pushing away the hand on his chin, he lowered his eyes and said softly: "I just feel that the distance between us is too close, young master."

What does that matter!

"Those things that were too intimate should not have happened between us."

Yayoi Kodai raised his eyelids and looked at the young man whose face was full of dissatisfaction. His eyes were a little helpless: "We are just masters and servants, maybe not even friends. You should do those intimate actions with people you like, but Not with me."

"You don't like me, Wujo." His statement-like words seemed to have finalized the conclusion, which made Gojo Wujo's expression stunned for a moment.

"You're just used to it." He heard the young man say softly, as if he would be blown away by the wind at any time: "You're just used to it, thinking that such things are normal, but in fact, those are not correct, at least in the In the eyes of ordinary people, our relationship is too strange."

"Obviously not lovers, but doing such intimate things."

Yayoi Kojo sighed slightly, stepped back a little, his indifferent expression softened a bit, but what he said made Gojo Satoru feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet, and quickly spread to his limbs along with the blood.

"Since it was wrong, what we should do is to return to the right position from now on. If you meet someone you like in the near future..."

Yayoi Kojiro paused for a moment before continuing: "At least I won't feel disgusted by recalling such a distorted relationship now."

What is this man talking about...

what a disgusting...

Gojo Satoru stared blankly at the person who seemed to be shining slightly under the sunlight, his exquisite facial features showed a familiar expression, but he suddenly felt that the person opposite him was a little strange.

"Ah... Ah Yue..." Do you hate me?

Hate so much that it makes me sick to look back on, along with those intimate moments?

Why would you use such words to describe the relationship between them?

Why should the distance between them be widened because of that unfounded lover.

They have been together for such a long time, why should they change the way they get along because of some unimportant people.

"Young master, I..."

The boy who was frozen in place seemed to have been awakened suddenly, with sharp eyes, he stretched out his hand and pulled the person who was about to speak to him, lowered his head, and used his mouth to cover the pair of eyes that had been talking. Sentences and words that were very unpleasant to his lips.

Different from the previous intense viciousness that seemed to swallow people into the belly, the boy just pressed his lips tightly, without unnecessary movements, as if he just didn't want to hear those bad words from the other party.

Yayoi Komdai, who originally wanted to push the person away, was stunned for a moment, and the hand on her shoulder was inexplicably uncertain whether to continue to exert force.

"Does Ah Yue feel sick?" The boy's magnified face filled the entire line of sight, the white eyelashes were distinct, and the lowered eyes were as clear and blue as before, with colorful and dazzling halos like glazed glass. The lips were talking softly, and the airflow between speaking and breathing hit the face, which felt a little strange.

"If you're disgusting, you can push me away." Wujo Gou said in a low voice, what was completely inconsistent with his words was his hand that was behind the other person's back, his beautiful eyes flooded with a layer of water while speaking, making God Dai Yayoi felt that if she really pushed people away, the aggrieved kitten in front of her might shed tears from those beautiful eyes.

He shook his head involuntarily, staring blankly at the other party.The range was very weak, but Gojo Satoru could see it clearly. He couldn't help wrapping Xuluo's hands around the opponent's waist in joy, and exerted a little force without any trace, so that the person could get closer to him, and his head was turned back. A little bit, opened a little distance, no longer clinging to the lips, but staring at each other closely with the eyes, whispered: "I want to be with Ah Yue all the time."

"Would you like Ah Yue to be my lover?"

"do you like me?"

Gojo Gojo paused for a moment when the young man asked this question. He didn't understand the answer to this question, but...

"Cough-cough-"

A sudden cough interrupted what he wanted to say, and the appearance of the third voice made Yayoi Kojima reflexively push the person in front of him away. Gojo Satoru, who was pushed aside unexpectedly, staggered twice, waiting to stand still. The back gaze first followed the young man who stood sideways and restrained all his emotions, noticed the expression on the other party's face, and looked fiercely at the spoiler who suddenly appeared with darker eyes.

Just fucking close... who has no eyesight!Don't you know how to avoid it when you see others whispering!Have no manners!

I don't know if he was polite, but the black-haired boy who was stared at fiercely scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and the strange long bangs on his forehead were slightly curved by the passing wind.

His eyes turned around the ferocious white-haired boy and the cold-faced black-haired boy beside him, his slender fox eyes curved a little, and he said without apology: "I'm sorry to disturb you two, I don't want to either, it's just that the appointment time with my Teacher Ye Moth is approaching, can you both make way for me?"

Some familiar voices startled Yayoi Kojiro slightly, and turned his face away to look at the boy standing not far away, his eyes slowly widened due to the familiar face.

"...Jie?" The murmuring voice was unrecognizable, but the five senses of the people present were very keen. The boy whose name was called looked over in surprise and asked him curiously: "Do you know me? Have we met?" ?”

His words made Yayoi Kojiro restrain the emotions in his eyes. Looking at the familiar person opposite, he shook his head slowly, pursed his light-colored lips, and said in a flat voice: "Sorry, I made a mistake."

"That's it..." Xia Youjie nodded knowingly, and his tone was a bit more meaningful: "It seems that my face is really popular, even my name."

The corners of his mouth curled up a little, and his slightly curved eyebrows made him look like a sinister and cunning fox, and the young master who was interrupted by the disturbed atmosphere couldn't help but sneered: "You know I'm the face of the public, but I still ask, Do you think you are a star, everyone knows you? How shameless."

Xia Youjie, whose face was suddenly sprayed with poisonous juice, paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the young master with his arms folded on his chest, and squinted his eyes.

"Young master." Yayoi Kojo interrupted Gojo Satoru who still wanted to vent his dissatisfaction, turned sideways and nodded towards him, and said, "You should go to the classroom for class, and the subordinates will go back first."

After he finished speaking, he bowed his body respectfully, with his head down, he hurried past Xia Youjie and left quickly.

Before he could react, Gojo Gojo, who could only see the back of the other party going further and further away, froze for a moment.

"Oh, what a pity." Slow footsteps sounded together with a mocking voice, Xia Youjie walked over with one hand in his pocket, and stopped a meter or two away from the other party, casually Said: "I was rejected, even the young master will be rejected."

"It's true, if you cuddle with someone without even confessing, it's not bad if you don't get beaten into a hooligan."

"What do you think, this very—very impolite young master." The opened fox eyes looked over with full of malice and sarcasm.

Gojo Satoru glanced at him, the cold light in his eyes was enough to make a timid person's legs limp in fright, but Xia Youjie seemed not to feel it at all, and the corners of his mouth slowly lifted.

The line of sight where the two meet seemed to be filled with invisible lightning, and sparks flew everywhere.

The white clouds in the sky blocked the sun in the middle, and when a breeze blew gently, the two of them suddenly moved together.

The two teenagers who were still separated by a little distance appeared in the middle at the same time for an instant, and the fists that collided together made a dull sound in the open field. Grin.

Beat this bastard who came out to disrupt the situation to death.

Teach this rude young master a lesson.

The fists that collided quickly separated, followed by two long legs that clashed in the air. The bang bang sounded non-stop in the open space, and the ground and planted trees were affected, showing signs of cracking and damage.

The dizzying and fierce offensive made the situation in the courtyard worse, and the ground was in a mess.

After waiting in the room for a long time but did not see another student who was going to report today, Ye Mozheng looked at the room alone and fell into deep thought.

……

On the other side, Yayoi Komdai, who was slowly going down the long steps, glanced at the favorability level on the system panel, and a dazzling stream of light slid across his eyes. When he was about to put away the system screen, he suddenly stopped and turned his fingers. direction, click to open the file used to store the picture.

Twin girls with black and white hair, and a man who grew up slowly from a teenager to a young man, Yayoi Komyo looked at the pictures recorded and drawn by 030 with a brush, feeling a little absent-minded.

...I don't know how Nanako and Mimiko are doing now.

The boy who suddenly appeared in front of his eyes was like a key to open the door of memory. The things he experienced in the last branch turned into memory fragments rushed into his mind one after another.

Yayoi Kojiro stopped slowly. Standing on the bottomless stone steps, he turned his head and looked at the high school of conjuration hidden in the distance between the floor and the trees.

He watched quietly for a while, then slowly lowered his eyes to cover up the emotion in his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, retracted his eyes, turned around and walked down the steps step by step.

……

When he got home, Yayoi Komodai, who had nothing to do, sat on the sofa and watched TV. It was not until the afternoon that the door suddenly made a sound, and he looked in the direction of the door in a daze, as if he had suddenly come to his senses.

After a while, the door was opened, and the displeased young master casually threw the key on the shoe cabinet, kicked off the leather shoes and walked in directly on the floor. Yayoi Kojiro looked at him with his head tilted, and was about to remind him of the room. The door was not closed, and the sound of closing the door was heard slowly, followed by a familiar voice with a smile.

"excuse me."

The boy with black ball head stood at the door and looked over with a smile on his face. Yayoi Komyo nodded stiffly, watching him take off his shoes, put on the slippers at the door, and put his own shoes in order before slowly walked in.

Wujo Wushou sat next to him with a face full of anger, and shouted in dissatisfaction: "Go to the refrigerator to get what you want to eat, and get out after eating."

Xia Youjie didn't seem to understand what he meant to chase people away, walked to the edge of the sofa, looked at the person on the sofa who was looking at him with his knees hugged, and smiled with his eyebrows bent.

"Hi, my name is Xia Youjie."

The author has something to say:

So cold, so cold, so cold (shivering)

It's getting colder, kids, put on more clothes

I am typing in bed (tears)

Brother Sheng wanted Wu Wuzi to recognize his feelings, but Wu Wuzi wanted to do everything and took everything for granted, but he just didn't realize that it was you, Wu Wuzi.