I'm cleaning up the trash

The fifth round of cleaning up garbage: stars.

"I want to know you!" Sawada Mari said straightforwardly, her warm brown eyes sparkling.

The man was stunned by what she said, and then laughed out loud: "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

"You are so beautiful, bad guys are not so beautiful!" Mari shook her head, and then said, "My name is Sawada Mari! How about you?"

"Gojo Satoru." The man stretched out his hand to touch Mari's white hair, it was soft and felt particularly good.

"Nice to meet you! Mr. Gojo (さん)!" Mari's eyes became brighter, and there was a hint of gold in the depth of the warm brown eyes, "Mr. Gojo, please be friends with me!"

"Okay. Mari, come with me."

Gojo Satoru called Mari's name very familiarly, he stood up and stretched out his hand to Mari.

Marie grabbed his hand and let him lead her away.

Gojo Satoru led her to a park, and the two sat on a swing respectively. Gojo Satoru propped up his chin, watched Mari swing the swing rope, and then looked at him suspiciously.

And within the line of sight of the two, they happened to be able to see the cursed house, which was completely scrapped by Gojo Satoru within half an hour after Mari left.

It would definitely be a "gas explosion" when it was published in the newspaper, and I don't know if the curser is still okay now.

After seeing the tragic state of the house, Marie's thought flashed across her mind.

"Do you know what those are?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the house and asked Mari.

Mari replied in seconds: "Curse."

Gojo Satoru: "Then do you know what a curse is?"

Mari continued to answer for a second: "Things born from human negative emotions can be lethal."

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands clapping: "That's right, are the elementary school students nowadays so scary?"

"Someone told me~" Mari frowned, "Is Mr. Gojo a magician?"

"That's right." Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, turned sideways, and looked at Mari carefully, "The way your mana flows... a bit like the Kanzaki family, did the people from Kanzaki tell you?"

Ma thought about it and nodded.

What she knew about the curse was indeed from the Kanzaki family, but she was not very happy to mention people with this surname.

That would remind her of some nasty things.

"You don't have anything to do with the Kanzaki family, do you? For example..." Gojo Satoru stretched his body, and brought his face closer to Mari, his blue eyes as clear as glass under the sunglasses stared at Mari, "What about illegitimate children? "

"No—it's not! My technique is different from theirs!" Mari frowned in disgust, a little angry, but she calmed down as soon as she saw Gojo Satoru's blue eyes, "...just acquaintance."

"The spells are different... Are the people from the Kanzaki family so kind to teach the knowledge of spells to children from other families? It's a little surprising." Gojo Satoru backed away, not letting Mari continue to face him, and then fell into a state of cardiac arrest Status, "I have the impression that they are all crazy."

"It's crazy." Mari pouted, took a picture of the memory, and then watched Gojo Satoru trying to shake the swing, "Why haven't they died yet?!"

Mari made Gojo Satoru laugh with a little angry words.

"Well said! I also want to know when they will die."

"I like you more!" Mari became happy, "But Mr. Gojo, don't toss about the swing."

She smiled and said, "You are too tall, you can't shake."

"I can do it~" Gojo Satoru also smiled, he put his legs up, squatted on the swing, and then started to shake the swing, "That's it!"

Marie blinked and said pertinently: "The quality of this rope is not very good, be careful not to drop it."

As she spoke, she swayed, and the swing swayed slightly with her.

"Mari," Gojo Satoru changed from squatting to standing on the swing, his arms were clasped on the rope of the swing, obviously the swing had already made the sound of being overwhelmed, but he was not at all worried that he might fall because the rope broke , "You come to our High School of Conjuration to study in high school!"

"Conjuration High School?" Mari had never heard of this school, she was a little curious, "Is it the abbreviation?"

"The full name is the Tokyo Metropolitan Higher School of Conjuration, which is a religious school to the outside world." Gojo Satoru was dangling on the swing so that he was about to fly, "It's very suitable for you."

"Oh..." Marie has no interest in it after knowing the full name, "but I just want to share a school with my brother."

Wujo Wu heard the words, jumped off the swing in the air, and deftly stopped on the railing in front of the swing frame, then turned around and squatted down on the railing, he lowered his head, took off his sunglasses, and smiled at Mari, with a clear There seemed to be nebula flowing in the blue eyes.

"I'm the teacher there, why don't you come?"

"--I go!"

Marie stared at his face and said without thinking.

So cunning.Mari slandered, but couldn't take her eyes off Gojo Satoru's face.

"Then it's decided!" Gojo Satoru put on his sunglasses again, and said with a smile, "Let's ask about your current grade, and I'll tell the principal when I get back."

"Xiao Liu," Marie swung the swing a little higher, "the next spring will be the first year of the country."

"That's three years at the fastest." Gojo Satoru changed from squatting on the railing to sitting on the railing as soon as he supported his hand, his calves were folded and swayed in the air, "Don't wait for you to enter school It's...it's the same issue as Kei~ Interesting~"

"Hui?" Mari repeated the name curiously.

"A child who is following me, about the same age as you." Gojo Satoru said casually, "He is a cute boy, do you want to bring him to meet you?"

"Boys? No need..." Mari suddenly lost interest, she already knew enough boys, if possible...she would like to know Miss Sister even more.

"That's really a pity." Said the regretful tone but didn't care at all. Compared with introducing the school and friends, Gojo Satoru was more interested in Mari's ability, "You are such a small one, how did you remove those big curses?" ?”

"Curse the other party." Mari stopped the swing, looked up at the light spots around Gojo Satoru that only she could see, "Speaking of which, did Mr. Gojo come here to curse?"

"Yeah," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, raised his finger and shook, "I was assigned here again today after I went back yesterday—by the way, you solved my task yesterday, and you assigned me here for two consecutive days , this town is not a small problem."

Then he asked enthusiastically: "Curse the other party? How did you do it? Curse?"

The good boy, Mari, answers every question. After thinking about it, she first refuted the other party's misunderstanding of Bingsheng.

"We are doing well in Namorimachi, the curses of yesterday and today are all foreign!"

She paused, her cheeks puffed up, "I still want to know who brought the curse in! As for how to curse..."

Mari nonchalantly omitted the fact that yesterday's curse was actually pulled out by her beating up, not the fact that "cursing the other party" pulled it out, and raised her eyebrows triumphantly, and then said: "Because we are friends, Mari can demonstrate it to you." Look, Mister Gojo!"

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands and sighed, "Wow, thank you Mari for your demonstration."

Mari shook her calf, turned her gaze around, and then locked on a curse spirit lying on a lamp post.

Generally speaking, to deal with this kind of weak curse, Mari draws the bow directly and uses the "Magic Breaking Arrow" to solve it, but let's demonstrate it now.

Mari decided on a target and quickly focused.

"Let's fall"

Mary said.

The mantra fell from the lamppost and fell to the ground.

"Let it burn"

Mary said again.

The body of the curse spirit burned, and it was pulled out with a wail.

"It's really a mantra." Gojo Satoru applauded, "Sure enough, it's better to see once than to hear a hundred times. Are you okay?"

Mari stuck out her tongue, and said, "It's okay, just a little headache."

"Don't you have a sore throat?" Wujo Wu tilted his head, a little confused.

"The throat is just a little itchy, but mainly the headache." Marie took a deep breath and slowed down, "Because you have to concentrate all your attention when speaking, so you will have a headache afterwards."

But this is also the case when she speaks in Japanese. If she switches to another language that she doesn't know which language it is, it will be as simple as breathing.

——But it is impossible to tell this kind of thing to a friend you just met, even if the light on his body is as beautiful as a star.

"Is it limited in terms of concentration?" Gojo Satoru was thoughtful, "Compared with conventional spellcasters, they have their own advantages...but you are still young."

"Mr. Wujo, do you have any questions?" Marie asked, her eyes rolling.

"No more, let me treat you to something to eat!" Gojo Goto brushed his forehead hair, looking expectant, "Do you know where the desserts are delicious?"

"I know, I'll take you~" Mari shook her legs, then jumped off the swing, and ran to hold Gojo Satoru's hand.

Gojo Satoru was led away obediently by a child.

"Mr. Gojo," Mari said to Gojo Satoru on the way, "can you help me find out who brought the curse into Minamori Town?"

"Of course." Gojo Satoru readily agreed, this matter is very simple, the big deal is spending money to buy information.

"There is a shop nearby that has the best parfait, and the small cakes are also good." Mari said while walking, "A little further away is a shop with better steamed buns, and their Daifuku is also delicious..."

"Then let's go eat parfait." Gojo Satoru said, "You come home too late, don't you?"

Mari raised her head and glanced at him, but unfortunately Gojo Satoru was too high for her to see anything, so she turned her head and pointed her finger: "Buffy's words are over there."

"It's so close." Gojo Satoru looked at the unremarkable shop, "I passed by yesterday and today, but I didn't find the food here delicious?"

"The parfait is very delicious." Mari raised her hand, her eyes sparkled, "Mr. Gojo, I want to eat a super deluxe parfait!"

Gojo Satoru looked down at Mari, and seeing her excited and longing face, he couldn't help raising his expectations for that super luxurious super parfait.

"Okay." He said, "I'll eat the same."

"Mr. Gojo will never be disappointed!" Marie vowed.

Gojo Satoru was indeed not disappointed.

Gojo Satoru dug a spoonful of Parfait into his mouth, his eyes lit up immediately.

"good to eat!"

Marie sat opposite him with a proud face: "Let me just say it!"

"It's very expensive, and I can only eat it once a month." Mari held her face in distress, "And the shop manager's sister refused to tell me how to make it, saying that she was afraid that I would cook it every day after learning it. Then cavities."

"You know how to make desserts?" Gojo Satoru asked vaguely while biting a spoon.

"Hmm." Marie responded, and patted the reusable bag on the chair next door, "I came out to buy dessert ingredients, and by the way, my coffee jelly and mango pudding are the best!"

"Will you be able to do it if I tell you how to do it?" Gojo Satoru asked again.

Marie nodded.

Gojo Satoru supported his head and thought for a while, then put down the spoon and stood up, and with one stride of his long legs, he went to hook up with the shop manager's sister.

Realizing what he was about to do, Mari looked over there expectantly.

After a while, Mari saw the store manager's sister blushing and handing Gojo Satoru a piece of paper, and then they said something, and then Gojo Satoru came back.

He sat down and handed Mari the luxury parfait recipe he had received.

"Oh, so that's how it was done!" Mari suddenly realized after reading it, "I see, let's try it next time..."

"So you understand?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, "Let me leave you a contact information, if you have any questions about curses, you can contact me."

"You just need to report the number, I will remember it." Mari focused on researching the parfait formula without looking up, "And my home number is 03-xxxx-xxxx."

Gojo Satoru reported a phone number, and Mari memorized it and repeated it to him to confirm that it was correct.

"I'm leaving first, bye ~ I'll come to you next time ~"

After the two of them ate the parfait, Wujo Wu settled the bill, waved to her, and then walked away gracefully.

Mari looked at Gojo Satoru's towering tall backs outside the window, blinked, put away the formula, then slung the environmental protection bag on his shoulder, and also bounced away.

"Today's schedule has come to a successful conclusion, and I also had a luxurious parfait! Perfect! Go back and listen to my brother's storytelling!"

The author has something to say:

Kanzaki’s house is a private establishment, and it has some ties to Mari

It's a crazy family that thinks it's crazy

In addition, as long as the setting is different from the original, it is a private setting

Happy Halloween?