Find a way to own the 5t5

Yashiko is one of the few people in the Kuruta tribe who have mind.

A few years ago, I was lucky enough to pass the hunter exam and stand out from hundreds of thousands of people to become a gourmet hunter.

My greatest interest is to search for different ingredients all over the world, and then use unique cooking methods to make delicious food.

Yesterday, she specially took time out to rush back from the other side of the mainland, intending to participate in the sacrificial activities in Hui nationality.

As a result, there was a severe storm, and the airship corresponding to the flight was out of service for a whole day, and when it arrived in a nearby town, it was already past the sacrifice time.

Originally very depressed, but in the foggy forest outside the Kuruta tribe, they met five people who claimed to be tourists.

Among them was a brown-haired, blue-eyed man with a very friendly smile, explaining that they had stumbled into this foggy forest by mistake.

It sounds reasonable, but when I think about it carefully, I feel that something is wrong——

Who would travel to such a remote place for sightseeing?

Out of vigilance, Yashiko didn't believe all of them, after all, the outfits of this group of people looked strange no matter how they looked.

but……

The leader was a black-haired young man with a baby face, with a white bandage wrapped around his forehead, and his dark eyes looked at her like a bottomless vortex underwater, no amount of light could light up the darkness within.

Frightening yet infinitely attractive, it's impossible to look away.

unknowingly...

The black-haired youth stood together with her: "So Yashiko is a professional hunter? It's amazing."

Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she waved her hands embarrassedly: "Ah... I still need to work harder!"

Just accepted his approach...

"Captain!" The brown-haired and blue-eyed knight waved his phone, "The fog in this forest will block the signal."

Then he fiddled with his mobile phone and shrank to the end of the line.

The black-haired young man clenched his right hand and pressed his fist to his lips: "Is that so, then it will be a little troublesome."

Yashiko asked curiously: "Kurolo, why did your partner call you the head?"

The cold wind blows quietly in late winter. At the end of the team, Wo Jin and Nobunaga are arguing and fighting, the knights are fanning the flames, and Fei Tan stands beside him with impatient eyes.

Kuroro's eyes swept across this scene very quickly, dark eyes flickered, and he seemed to be smiling: "Because... I am the head of the brigade."

Yashiko suddenly realized: "Travel group? So you are really here for sightseeing!... Sorry, I doubted you at first."

"It's okay." Kuroro didn't care at all, "You should be suspicious." It's even more correct.

But after hearing these words, Yashiko felt even more guilty: "Sorry..."

Then there was a flash of inspiration: "Otherwise you and I will go back to the Hui nationality, everyone hasn't seen friends from outside for a long time!"

"Friend?" Kuroro looked down.

"That's right! Isn't it friends who can communicate happily?" Yashiko said naturally, "Our clan is in the depths of this forest. You can stay until the fog clears before leaving."

The Kuluta tribe is very hospitable. In previous years, some tribesmen who went out brought back a few friends they knew one after another. As long as everyone can restrain their emotions, no one will discover the secret of the red eyes.

Outsiders will only know that there is an ethnic minority living in seclusion here, and no one would expect it to be the Kuruta tribe.

unless……

Some people know that the Kuruta live in seclusion here.

Yashiko looked at Kuroro expectantly, then froze.

The black-haired young man who was strolling in the forest seemed to hear something funny, and smiled with his knuckles on his forehead, his shoulders trembled, and the dark gemstones under his earlobes reflected a faint purple light.

Nobunaga, who was fighting with Wo Jin, glanced distractedly, and was punched in the face by Wo Jin: "——!!"

Wo Jin: "Hey! Nobunaga! Where are you looking!"

The samurai with the soaring ponytail rubbed his face, ignored Wo Jin's complaints, and said in a strange tone, "Is the leader laughing?"

The knight tossed the little devil's phone up and down several times, his green eyes curved up: "Don't be surprised, I probably heard something funny."

Fei Tan also snorted and sneered, "Maybe he heard something stupid."

……

The short discussion at the end of the team did not attract Yashiko's attention, she just stared at Kuroro, and an inexplicable tremor spread in her heart for no reason.

The trembling was so subtle that it was gone before she could grasp it.

"Sorry, I didn't expect to be invited." Kuroro's tone sounded a little gentler than before, but Yashiko shuddered almost subconsciously, "Thank you, I'm looking forward to it."

Yashiko opened her mouth, but said nothing.

If it was a few minutes ago, Kurolo said that she was looking forward to it, and she would definitely be happy because of the attention of her new friend.

But now... She just felt a chill down her back.

"You...Why are you laughing like that?" She hesitated and asked.

With a cold smile, like a flower blooming in the dark, the strange posture deeply attracted the attention of outsiders, and at the same time, it also quietly poked out the poisonous thorns.

……

Ridiculous and grotesque.

Kuroro curled the corners of his lips, and his eyes seemed to be smiling too, but those dark eyes were so deep that it was impossible to tell whether it was a smile or a sarcasm.

"Because something to be happy about has happened."

He tilted his head to the right, and the fine black hair on his forehead flicked slightly, making him look even more harmless: "I can't help being happier."

The sense of horror that the hairs stood on his head just now gradually faded away, and Yashiko realized that his back was completely wet.

... No, something is wrong with these people.

Her footsteps gradually slowed down, and from the corner of her eye, she saw that Kuroro's companion had changed her position, blocking her retreat from all angles.

"Yasiko?" Putting his hands on her shoulders, his handsome face approached her, and his exquisite facial features became closer and closer, especially those dark eyes.

Terrifying like an abyss.

"Where do you want to go?"

Kuroro gently raised her drooping ear hair, as if admiring a dying prey that fell into a trap.

"Kurolo...?" Yashiko suddenly held his wrist, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly, "You...you..."

——! !

Kuroro suddenly looked up to the southwest, and a huge sphere suddenly appeared in midair, occupying almost 1/8 of the forest space.

In the eyes that use "condensation", the outer surface of the sphere is covered with extremely thick thought power, which is not only a defense, but also an isolation from prying eyes.

Yashiko exclaimed instantly: "Clan land!"

Three seconds later, the sphere in midair shattered.

……

……

"Infinite space."

There was a sudden silence in the arena.

next second.

The vast and boundless dark blue universe instantly appeared from Gojo Satoru's feet, spread in all directions, and quickly covered the entire land.

Ordinary people in black can't see the magic power, but they can feel a great fear, and their bodies are tightly imprisoned by invisible forces and cannot move.

Countless huge amounts of information immediately flooded into my mind, and my barren brain couldn't handle the flood of information at all, and was instantly shocked, shaken, and finally shattered.

After three seconds.

The universe covering the heavens and the earth shattered, and the domain was lifted.

The men in black who were standing under the control of the domain all fell down, their eyes protruding, and their seven orifices bleeding.

Gojo Satoru looked around, but he didn't find the man in black anymore, but Liuyan noticed that there were six mind-capable people approaching to the northeast.

"It feels like I'm working in another place." He complained mutteringly, then reached out and knocked on the door, "You can come out now."

Squeak.

The door opened, and the elder walked out first, bowing to Gojo Satoru in thanks: "Thank you, young man."

Gojo Satoru dodged to the side and avoided: "Wow, the old man shouldn't do such a thing."

The young adults who came out later also bowed and thanked Gojo Satoru. This time he didn't hide, and accepted them all.

Kurapika ran from his parents to Gojo Satoru, grabbed his hem, and whispered, "Thank... thank you!"

"Huh? Can't hear you."

"Thank you!"

Gojo Satoru rubbed his ears in distress, and said solemnly: "It seems that there is something wrong with the ears, can you say it again?"

...? !

Kurapika stared at Gojo Satoru in disbelief, and then he grabbed the other man's clothes and climbed up his shoulders in twos and twos, bringing his mouth to his ear and shouting vigorously.

"Thank you!"

Gojo Satoru was instantly shaken out of the mask of pain: "Hiss... I heard..."

The blond kid laughed and jumped off his shoulder again, asking expectantly, "Is that your ability? It's the one that shatters that guy's head with a flick of a finger."

"Oh, what do you say?" Gojo Satoru squatted down and looked at him at a level. "You can't see the magic power, so you can only see the result. In fact, there is energy emitted from my fingertips."

Curious Baby Kurapika: "What is the mantra?"

"Good teacher" Gojo Satoru: "Well—it's so troublesome. I don't want to explain it. You can't use it anyway, so let's treat it as a superpower."

……

……

A total of 13 people, five children and eight adults, died in the late-night attack.

Seven of them had red eyes because of their agitation, and their heads were beheaded alive.

The crowd silently carried the corpses to the center of the open space, and stood the severed heads beside the corresponding corpses.

The Kuruta people were all immersed in grief, but Gojo Satoru was paying attention to the six mind-capable people he saw before.

They have come.

"Elder!!" A blond girl rushed out of the forest in the distance, and rushed towards the clansmen gathered in the open space, "Everyone! What happened?!"

The elder was surprised: "Yasiko? Why are you back?"

……

This is one of the people with the ability to read, it seems to be their same race.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, his eyes moved, and his pupils moved to the other side, staring at the person behind him.

There are five more...

The rustling bushes were trampled, and the black-haired young man stepped out first, followed by the brown-haired and blue-eyed man, then the gloomy dwarf, the gorilla, and the samurai.

"It just doesn't look like a good person." Wujo Satoru moved his limbs a little, and his knuckles creaked.

Yashiko, who was surrounded by the clansmen and finally figured out what had happened, saw Kuroro and the others appear out of the corner of her eye, her expression changed drastically, and she immediately rushed to Gojo Satoru: "There is something wrong with these people!"

"This kind of thing can be seen at a glance." Gojo Satoru answered lazily, "It's obvious dark temperament."

Yashiko, who didn't notice it at all, and even led the wolf into the house: "...I'm sorry."

Gojo Satoru: "?"

The knight who was getting closer and closer to the head of the group stared at Gojo Satoru carefully, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".

"Do you know?" Kuroro asked, tilting his head.

"Ah, that's right. Anna asked me to issue his reward order." The knight pressed his phone and found the reward on the black net. "It should be him."

Kuroro glanced at the screen: "Gojo Satoru?"

"Huh? Are you calling me?" The white-haired youth appeared in front of Kuroro instantly.

The clear ice blue eyes are clearer than the pearls on the bottom of the sea, Kuroro's eyes flashed with amazement in an instant: "Very beautiful."

Gojo Satoru nodded confidently: "That's right, it's very beautiful—you don't want to dig it out, do you?"

Kuroro's dark pupils are deep and heavy, making it impossible to see the emotions hidden inside: "Also?"

"Yeah, my—girlfriend thinks so too~"

The knight glanced at him several times with a strange expression, and kept typing with his fingers.

Gojo Satoru directly cast his eyes on the knight: "I said, you have seen me several times, is there something wrong?"

After finally pressing a button, the emerald green eyes curved up with a smirk, "I'm fine, but—"

He suddenly raised the phone, and a very familiar face of Gojo Wu appeared on the screen, "She may have something to do."

...Anna?

Gojo Satoru's pupils dilated slightly.

Anna's face moved closer to the screen, her dark brown eyes were fixed on him, and she said word by word: "Gojo Satoru, give it back to me."

……

……

Tsk, in the end, I only remembered that thing.

Forget it, isn't that what she is?

Rubbing his forehead helplessly, he chuckled.

"Okay."

He raised his hand, opened his sleeves, and motioned the other party to look at the fragments on his wrist.

He licked his lips, and his smile widened.

"I will look for you."

The author has something to say: The leader is so difficult to write... Autistic...