Is the most powerful spell being taught by my brother-in-law to be a man today?

It's hard to describe the shock that the girl gave me when she laughed.

She looks a few years older than him, her eyebrows and eyes are slightly curved from the snow-white bandages, and the bottom of her bright eyes completely reflects him and Dongyang. The smiling and friendly look seems to be watching her all over the world. A unique gem.

No one can resist her smile like that.

The white-haired boy who was called his younger brother choked for breath, his clear blue eyes slightly widened like cats, and he even took a step back unconsciously.

"Who is your brother?! Don't bark!"

It was the first time for the young Wujo Satoru to encounter this kind of curse spirit who seemed to be able to communicate and pull relatives on his own. He tried to find a reference scene from his memory, but soon found that there was no way to find it. .

The mantra energy gathered by the young man's fingertips dissipated for a moment, then slowly gathered again.

He gave up: "Forget it, what am I doing with a curse spirit." Get rid of it and go back.

The girl looked at him suspiciously, relying on her own logic, she didn't know what to think. She turned a blind eye to the dangerous ball of light on his fingertips, and instead leaned closer to him, stroking his head gently like a cat.

"Brother, be good."

As soon as her words fell, the little boy froze in place for an instant, his omnipotent spell - Cang, dissipated out of thin air before it was activated.

Since his birth, the blue pupils of the six-eyed little genius of the Wutiao family, who had never encountered such a situation, trembled slightly: "..." Why can't he move suddenly?

What spell?Why can't six eyes see it?

The little boy began to frantically think about countermeasures.

The girl whose memory was blank didn't notice his strange appearance. The bandages fell loosely on her shoulders wrapped in furry winter clothes. So far, she has completely lost her restraint.

The girl didn't realize it, she tilted her head slightly, and looked around the empty street blankly, still without a clue: "...I don't remember anything, what should I do?"

The little boy heard the words: "... Huh?" Then you recognize your brother very quickly!

The two children were standing awkwardly facing each other in the middle of the deserted street. After the wordless silence passed, there were strange screams that disturbed the quiet from all directions of the street.

The white-haired boy narrowed his chubby cat pupils slightly, and he frowned. Since he couldn't move at this moment, he could only judge from the peripheral vision that several strange spell spirits were approaching through the approaching ominous breath and the power of the six eyes.

He came to his senses: "Are you with them? Cooperating with curse spirits... Is it also a spell that can control curse spirits, your master, is there any curse master nearby?"

Based on his current situation of being unable to move, even though he was proud, the young boy who still had a clear understanding of the limits of his current abilities began to talk.

The girl was unaware of the approaching dangerous aura, she repeated: "Curser...? I don't know it." But it sounds familiar.

She just felt a little cold, so she stretched out her hand and gathered the coat on her body without any sense of crisis, but when she finished her movements, she saw the thinly dressed young man in front of her again.

The girl thought for a while, reached out and patted her little brother's head to comfort her, reached out to untie the coat, lifted the coat with both hands, and covered her brother with effort.

"My brother should wear more clothes in winter."

Little boy: "..."

He was covered from head to toe by the coat, and the strange body temperature wrapped around his body, which was indeed quite warm.

The girl pulled her brother, who was stiff for some reason, to squat down. She was also a little cold, so she consciously rubbed over and shrank herself into the coat together.

Two children of a few years old squatted together on the street, two of you next to each other, one half covered with a plush coat, meeting head to head in the small and dark small world, talking in silence.

A few curse spirits who are not afraid of death rushed up at this time.

The mantra turned into a gust of wind, ruthlessly destroying this warm illusion. The coats on the two children were blown by the wind, and they flew far away in an instant, and fell lightly to the ground.

Girl: "Ah..."

Before she realized what happened, the strange and hideous face of the curse spirit appeared in front of the two children.

It is probably the first time she has seen such a terrifying existence outside of TV and picture books. The girl's body trembled, her beautiful golden eyes slightly opened, and soon a thin layer of water mist appeared.

The girl turned her head and reported to the younger brother beside her in a crying voice: "That... there is a monster, sister will find a way, brother run."

After the little boy froze for a moment, he realized that he could suddenly move.

He looked at the girl quietly for a moment, and suddenly gave a sly smile like a cat.

"Well, sister, come on, you must defeat the monster."

The little boy stood up, took the time to pat the wrinkled clothes on his body, then took two steps away from her and stopped, as if he planned to stand here and watch "sister" fight monsters.

Without her coat, the thinly dressed girl didn't notice the malicious gaze of her "brother" watching a show. She trembled, and turned her gaze to the monster that stopped in front of her for some reason and did not move.

The hideous and ugly curse spirit was looking at her obsessively, and the saliva trickled down from the corner of its mouth, almost staining her clean hair.

"Want...want..."

The girl leaned back in horror and stood up, her pink hair rose slightly and then fell, fear made her instinctively want to run away.

"Sister, come on."

From behind, the laziness of the young boy's voice came, and immediately nailed her subconsciously moving footsteps in place.

Can't escape... my brother... my brother is still there.

Tears kept gathering in her eyes, and then trembled and fell from the corners of her eyes.

The girl shook her hands, and raised the sharp stone she had just picked up from the ground. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes. Finally, her heart broke, and she slammed down hard on the monster that stopped in front of her.

She is the elder sister, she must defeat the monsters and protect her younger brother!

The sharp stone barely scratched the curse spirit's skin, a few drops of blood splashed out, splashed onto her pale and delicate face, and slid down the tight curve of her chin, quickly staining the hanging bandage.

She seemed to think that this was the end, she relaxed in front of the still standing mantra, withdrew her trembling hands, turned her head and smiled at her "brother" with difficulty, still trying her best to comfort her: "Don't be afraid." , Sister, it's okay, you go first."

The smile on the young boy's lips faded, he suddenly lowered his eyes in boredom, and put his hands back into his pockets.

Of course he was not afraid, and was planning to leave.

Her power is probably some kind of power similar to a spell, but it's a pity that melee combat is too weak, and she can be killed casually later when she is not paying attention.

The little boy thought indifferently, he followed her "power" and turned around to leave.

It was also at this time that the remaining curse spirits appeared in front of him one after another.

The white-haired boy smacked his lips impatiently, he raised his eyes, and was about to use spells to clean up the things that didn't have eyes.

But she was surprisingly quick this time.

The wind brought by his body movements gently brushed his cheeks, raised his slightly messy hair randomly, and the cool water dripped from the top of his head, sinking into his open neckline along the arc of his neck, so he was suddenly hugged The boy in his arms widened his eyes in astonishment.

"Don't hurt my brother! You... all disappear!!!"

She hugged him like a little beast in a desperate situation, hissing and yelling wild words.

But how could the monster obey the words of human beings docilely?

Unless...she was a monster too.

The young boy felt that he must have been hit by a Gu... No, it must be the effect of this curse spirit.

Otherwise, how could he bring this guy home?After witnessing her destroying several first-level curse spirits with a single sentence?

He is a six-eyed owner who is rare in the Wutiao family for hundreds of years. He is a super-class magician who is sure in the future. He has killed countless magic spirits with a single slap. How could he take a magic spirit home casually? ?

What's more, if you bring her back, she will be wiped out by the rest of the family immediately. It's unscientific to think about it.

The white-haired boy with a cold face held the girl's soft hand expressionlessly and led her towards home.

He tilted his head slightly, and the girl who had rewrapped the bandage seemed to sense it, and she also turned her head to "look" over, with that gentle and intimate smile still on her lips.

"I said... do you know what your 'brother' is called?"

The girl's eyes under the bandage blinked blankly.

"Brother...is he the younger brother?"

The little boy pouted speechlessly: "Listen well, my name is Wutiao Wu, Wutiao—Wu."

The girl understood, she nodded: "Yeah, my brother is Wu. My name is... ah." She couldn't remember her name.

Gojo Satoru: "..." How stupid, no wonder he was abducted by him so easily, and even his own brother admitted his mistake, tsk tsk.

But he wouldn't remind her.

"Well, forget it. Let's fix the 'restraint'." The white-haired boy paused slightly, his eyes glanced at the star hair ornament on her bangs, and the end of his eyes slightly curved: "From today on you It's called 'Xing', it's my curse spirit, obey my orders."

Immediately afterwards, he stated the condition: "In exchange, let me be your 'brother' for the time being."

The girl with a blank sheet of paper caressed the head of 'brother', her soft hair brushed against her fingertips. In the distant past, she signed the contract of prostitution without hesitation.

"Ah."