The Holy Grail of Self-discipline Xiawuren

Gojo Satoru teleported away from the Armed Detective Agency, and then stayed in the sky above Yokohama.

Originally, he was supposed to teleport to Jay's side, but he stopped.

"Jie, Xia Youjie."

Gojo Satoru chewed the two phrases repeatedly on the tip of Gojo Satoru's tongue. His fingers stretched towards the crotch pocket. Just as he was about to touch the smooth fabric, his slender fingers twitched, as if scalded by a scorching flame. They Quickly retracted to the safe zone.

He took out the phone from the other pocket and clicked on the recording software.

"Why, why are you pointing your phone at me? Wu?"

The deep, slightly hoarse tone entered the human eardrum through the air.

It was Jie's voice. This was Gojo Satoru's recorded voice deliberately pestering the other party when he was watering the flowers, including the ringtone that the phone made when the phone rang at the Armed Detective Agency, which was also recorded that day.

"Don't jump around, you will step on the flowers, don't you really look forward to seeing them bloom?"

Gojo Satoru could even recall the scene when he listened to the recording, he closed his eyes.

Because he relied on the presence or absence of the lower limit spell, Gojo Satoru floated above the arrogant Blue Star Flower, holding the mobile phone placed on the gimbal in his hand.

"No, Mr. Wujo will never step on flowers."

Wujo Satoru, who was not questioned but thought he was questioned, floated to Jie's side in dissatisfaction, ripped off the other's headband, inserted his fingers into the black hair, and messed up the other's hairstyle.

"Hahaha, Jie, you look so funny, hahaha..."

The strongest conjurer clutched his stomach and floated in mid-air, making magic sounds.

"Cream puffs for lunch today are halved."

The person who was pranked raised the watering can in his hand and poured water on the culprit.

As a matter of course, the water that was sprinkled on Gojo Satoru was blocked from his clothes by his no-lower-limit spell, and the culprit was so dry that he was unreasonably dry.

"Stupid Jie, hahaha..."

Gojo Satoru found a new point of ridicule.

The person holding the watering can frowned, stepped forward and grabbed Gojo Wu by the collar, this time he was touched by someone.

The person who caught Wujou raised his mouth, lifted the person in his hand, and threw it into the pool not far away.

Gojo Satoru, who was suddenly air-dropped into the pool as cargo, naturally didn't get a drop of water.

When he fell into the pool, the soft liquid was like Moses dividing the sea, leaving a place for Gojo Satoru to stand, not even a speck of dust was stained.

"Jay, I'm angry~"

Gojo Wujo took the water pipe by the pool quickly with his eyes and hands, and turned on the switch.

Immediately, a stream of water with a radius of one centimeter rushed towards the person standing among the buds.

"Enlightenment!"

"Hahaha, Jie, you've become a drowned chicken, it's so funny!"

Gojo Satoru, who was laughing loudly, was not complacent for long. Jie took advantage of the time when he lost his mind, and jumped up at the price of being drenched, and then both of them fell into the pool behind him.

This time, Gojo Satoru's clothes were finally wet.

"It's too much, Jay."

Gojo Satoru pinched dripping hair and looked at Jie who was even more embarrassed than him with a smile.

"Each each other."

Cold water drops fell from Jie's face, he raised his chin and looked at the vast sky.

"What's so nice about the sky."

Following the opponent's posture, he also looked at the blue sky, but Gojo Satoru, who didn't see anything, got bored and jumped on him.

A large object suddenly fell from his arms, and without admiring the sky, Jie reached out and fixed Wujo Satoru in his arms.

"Are you a vicious dog?"

"Ow~"

Wujo Satoru called out.

"...Shouldn't it be 'woof'?"

Jie grinned.

Gojo Satoru, who landed in front of the opponent, could clearly feel the continuous subtle tremors through the opponent's chest.

"Jie, we want to watch the blue star flower together."

"Of course, I promised you before."

The trembling of his chest stopped, but fortunately, Gojo Satoru could still feel the beating of the opponent's heart through the texture of his hand.

'Boom, boom, boom...'

One sound after another, beating steadily, with an average of two beatings every 1273 seconds, a total of 1 beatings in one minute, which is about 942655 heartbeats per minute.

Listening to that steady heartbeat, Gojo Satoru fell asleep again.

Thinking back now, Gojo Satoru remembered the picture as follows: a man in a silver-gray kimono standing among green vegetation mixed with a little bit of blue, holding a childish pink watering can in his hand, calmly holding the watering can to water the flowers.Then the other party seemed to sense that someone was looking at him, so he turned his face around and showed a gentle smile to the visitor.

After the incident of watering the flowers, Gojo Satoru told Nanami Jianren how he played tricks on the 'magician'.

After enduring his croaking for half an hour, the blond junior rubbed the throbbing veins on his forehead.

"Mr. Wujo, I still have a job."

"Let's put the work aside, I haven't finished talking~"

Wu Tiaowu raised his long legs and blocked the exit of Jianren Qihai.

"Although work is shit, I think it's better for me to do work than to listen to you show off here."

Jianren Qihai didn't sit down again, he pushed the legless goggles on the bridge of his nose, his intention to leave was very obvious.

"Hey? So I was showing off?"

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and realized later.

Another vein landed on Qihai Jianren's forehead. Before he could hold back the thought of punching the annoying guy, he took a step forward, regardless of whether his actions would hurt the strongest magician.

A bruise or a torn ligament were impossible things to happen to Gojo Satoru, but he still let go of his leg blocking the way, allowing his younger generation to regain their freedom.

Before Nanami Jianren left completely, Gojo Satoru asked one last question.

"Qi Haihai, do you think I was showing off just now?"

Jianren Qihai stretched out his hand and opened the door, and his answer followed the sound of closing the door.

"It's a show off that is so obvious that it hurts the eyes."

"Hey~~~"

Only Gojo Satoru's drawn-out tone resounded in his own room.

"Show off, how do you show off now?"

His eyes fell on the pocket containing the photo of 'Xia Youjie', Gojo Satoru's mouth drooped.

"Sure enough, it's better to deal with the thief before Jie finds out."

Frost continued to freeze in the blue eyes.

-

Satoru's mood was very strange.

When the other party returned to Hakone with the snacks I wanted to eat, I immediately noticed the change in understanding.

"Is it the rotten oranges that are obstructing your eyes again? Or is there a mindless curse spirit provoking you? Your mood is very wrong."

I thought so and said so.

"...No, it's nothing. It's because I didn't get the edamame-flavored Kikufu. They said that the raw materials are not enough, so the quantity is limited. I waited in line for half an hour and couldn't get it."

Satoru complained, entrusting the weight of his upper body to my shoulders.

"Ms. Hassan just made Kikufu. Although it is yam mud and blueberry, I tasted it and it tastes good. Do you want to eat it?"

I carried Satoru on my back and walked to the kitchen.

"Eat, eat!"

There was renewed vitality in Satoru's voice.

"Jay, open your mouth."

Half a serving of Kikufu was delivered to my mouth, I opened my mouth, chewed, and swallowed, it was blueberry flavored.

"It's delicious, but Jie, you are still sick, so you can only eat half of it~"

Satoru reaches for the second Kikufuku.

It seems that the half portion I ate just now was left over by Wu on purpose.

"Do you want puffs?"

I opened the freezer, and sure enough, it was filled with all kinds of desserts.

"Wow, I want everything here!"

Wu, who noticed my movement, came over and happily occupied the snacks in the freezer.

I shrugged my shoulders and didn't refuse, anyway, the snacks in the freezer are all for Wu.If Merlin wants to eat, just let that guy buy it himself, the flower magician doesn't need to be particular about it.

When Wu was halfway through eating, I suddenly remembered the phone I hung up on earlier.

"Wu, there is something to ask me in Yokohama, do I need to go there tomorrow?"

"Why? What things must be dealt with by sick people?"

Satoru stopped for a snack, and he frowned slightly.

"I'll help you deal with it, Jie, you can just recuperate in the castle."

To be honest, I am very moved by Wu's proposal, but the matter to be dealt with tomorrow is not a trivial matter.

"It's about the middle-aged bosozoku. It seems to be a conflict with the port mafia. If the conflict cannot be resolved in time, it will be difficult for them to gain a foothold in Yokohama."

"Who cares about them? What if your condition gets worse, Jie?"

Satoru still disagreed, he even threw the snacks back on the plate, obviously angry.

"..."

I sighed, and stepped back a little.

"I still have the intelligence fee they gave me, at least I have to do some superficial work."

"No, no matter what you say, it won't work."

Satoru reached out and grabbed my wrist, white icing stuck to the cuff of the kimono.

"Then Wu, why don't you accompany me to the head office? If it takes more than an hour, you will take me away?"

I took another step back.

"Half an hour."

Wu climbed another meter up the pole.

"Half an hour is too short."

"Tsk, then four and ten minutes, it can't be shorter."

Enlightenment's brows deepened.

"...Okay then, four ten minutes is four ten minutes."

I reluctantly agreed, it's better to have time than no time.

It's not that I haven't thought about going to Yokohama by myself, but that if I leave Hakone alone, not to mention whether I can hide it from the flower magician who is watching me closely, even Satoru will have a hard time.

Because before I knew it, Merlin and Wu got on the line, and they were exchanging news about me all the time.As long as I have any abnormalities, they will know immediately.

Tsk, what a troublesome guy.

While complaining so much, I didn't notice that the corners of my mouth rose a little.

The author has something to say: Jie Ge’s birthday is February 2, and Wu’s birthday is December 3. This is the origin of the heartbeat at 12 seconds.

话说，不愧是六眼啊，数个心跳都要精确到小数点后四位数。感谢在2021-06-2023:55:15~2021-06-2123:57:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Ganzi; 4 bottles of grapefruit lupine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!