With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

"You said that child..."

"Hush, keep your voice down, all the retainers who have worked so hard to cultivate know that it is just a gift to please the Son of God."

"It's just a gift, as long as the packaging is nice enough, the title is nice enough, and it's enough for Master Shenzi to like it."

"..."

"The Wutiao family bought you only because of a word from God Son."

"Mr. Purin is very smart, so remember to put yourself in the right position and don't have a sour face all day long, okay?"

The maid who had been "taking care of" herself spoke indifferent words with the most gentle expression and tone, and the child nodded slowly and gently.

"Mr. Purin has advantages that other children don't have. He is smart and obedient. You have to learn to show your advantages, understand."

"……I see."

Family member.

how come.

It's just a gift, a tool.

The gentle expression on the maid's face and the indifferent eyes were gradually swallowed by the new light and shadow. The five purlins leaned against the tree trunk, and the rain wetted his hair, making the hair stick tightly to his cheeks.

His appearance is extremely deceptive, coupled with his light eyebrows and eyes, and the sense of etiquette instilled in him since childhood, he will always leave a reliable and obedient impression on people on weekdays.

With the continuous improvement and restoration of the data, many memory fragments in his mind continued to pop out like mushrooms after a spring rain. He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, barely maintaining his usual expressionless expression.

Until the sound of the system pulled him out of those "memories".

【Host, are you going to be a sculpture here? 】

Five Purlins: [Why, I just suddenly felt that rainy days seem to be good. 】

Speaking of which... the reason why I like sunny days is just because of the spell.

For conjurers, mantra power is a kind of energy that can be mobilized. The five-purlin technique can mobilize mana power to strengthen any function of the body, such as making one's own perception more sensitive.

It's just that correspondingly, when he hasn't fully grasped the threshold of mobilization, the enhancement caused by the spell will often become another weakness.

Among the many uses, what he is best at improving is his five senses, so weather like rainy days, noisy environment will disturb his judgment.

So he only likes calm and sunny days without wind and waves.

But it doesn't matter now.

It is rare to have a body without the technique, and appreciate this rain scene without any worries.

[Is this why the host is wasting time manipulating the vest here? ! 】

The system felt that this host was simply a piece of mud that couldn't support the wall.

In the past few days, apart from seeing him writing and drawing in the rental house that he rented with the help of it, he was writing some manuscripts for serial comics.

As long as you can allocate half of your love and dedication to your work on the task, the system can convince yourself that you see hope.

【coming. 】

The five purlins got up cleanly, and as soon as they left the range of the branches and leaves of the tree, a pitch-black curse spirit poked its head out, and wobbled after the dark-blue-haired boy in front of him when he was not paying attention.

The young man who was entangled by the curse spirit didn't seem to know it at all. He waited for the rain to subside and walked on the street in silence, looking at the exquisite cakes displayed in the glass window.

As if thinking of something, he hesitated for a while and entered the cake shop.

"Just make it sweeter."

The boy closed the flower book for displaying cakes and said to the waiter.

"...If possible, put another layer of chocolate on the inside."

After thinking about it, he bit the bullet and added under the waiter's still smiling expression: "Well... two floors, forget it, can three floors be okay?"

"Of course, but are you sure you want all three layers to be filled with chocolate?"

The waiter confirmed it again, and reported the order after getting the exact answer.

The five purlins expressed his request, listening to the sudden noise of rain in his ears.The recent rain has been intermittent, and the weather is quite unstable. It often happens that the bright sunny day before the second is covered by dark clouds without warning.

Due to the weather, there were no customers in the cake shop, so he just waited for a while before picking up the cake and preparing to step out of the shop.

"Guest, it's raining heavily, bring your umbrella." Seeing that he was going to leave in the heavy rain, the waiter took an umbrella from the shelf beside him.

"No, thank you."

The five purlins only required a few more packaging bags to wrap a few layers outside the plastic packaging of the cake.

【Is this sweet cake really edible? 】

The system said that it saw the whole process, and those sweetening seasonings melted into the cake as if they didn't cost money.

Wu Zilin didn't reply to the system because...he was touched by a cat.

The black kitten walked past him with a leisurely catwalk and fell down when it approached the toe of his shoe.

"Meow!"

The kitten screamed shrillly, as if he had stepped on it severely.

Five purlins:...

It's the first time I've been touched by a cat at such a big age.

He squatted down helplessly and amusedly, before his fingertips touched the black cat, the extremely strong spell power spread out, with a strong aggressiveness.

The five purlins reacted extremely quickly, changed their posture, hugged the cake firmly and retreated.

It is the curse spirit.

After confirming his judgment, he tossed the cake into the sky, quickly made an account, and then caught it firmly.

"It's really troublesome." Wu Lianglin let go of one hand and scratched his back. He paused for not touching the magic tool, but he still had to look for it.

The originally cute curse spirit expanded dozens of times in an instant, and twisted into a huge tiger-like monster. It turned its head in a daze, and a big mouth with several layers of sharp teeth was facing his face.

【This curse spirit belongs to Xia Youjie. 】

Even though he couldn't use the magic formula, Wu Zilin's skill was still vigorous and agile. He easily avoided the attack of the magic spirit. The magic power had not recovered, and he had to protect the cake to restrict him everywhere.

Fortunately, the curse spirit followed the instructions of its master and did not intend to attack him. After probing the information he wanted, the curse spirit turned back into a small cat and ran all the way to the edge of the tent.

It's just that the tent set by the five purlins can't be broken so easily, of course... if it's broken from the outside to the inside, it's another story.

"Yo, purlin."

The uninvited guest probably arrived too fast, and his anti-gravity hair became a bit messy. He landed steadily in front of the five purlins, glanced at the direction of the curse spirit, who could no longer see the shadow of the curse spirit, and finally He said in a very unbeatable tone: "That curse spirit can really run, it's not convenient to chase it now, why don't you pass the cake to me and catch it."

"...No need, it's just a very weak curse spirit, let's get rid of it next time we see it."

Even though Wujo Purlin said so, he grabbed Wujo Wu's hand very naturally, and then stuffed the handle holding the cake into his hand.

"It's actually this one. I thought it closed down after I haven't been here for so long."

Gojo Satoru's voice didn't hold back at all, and even with the sound of rain as an accompaniment, it couldn't take away the main theme at all.

Gojo Purlin silently glanced at the gate of the cake shop, which was only a few meters away, and felt that Gojo Satoru would be beaten if he complained so unreservedly.

"purlin."

Gojo Satoru casually removed the wrapping that wrapped the cake to prevent it from getting wet. He didn't worry about it because he had no limit. He held the cake casually with one hand, and took off the blindfold with the other hand.

He finally saw that face again.

The hair of the boy in front of him was completely wet from the rain and stuck to his cheeks. He was only wearing a tailored shirt and trousers, looking fresh and clean.

"purlin."

"Ok?"

Wu Tiaolin looked at Wu Tiaowu with some doubts. He had already called him twice but didn't get to the point.

Gojo Satoru can do whatever he wants.

"Let's go back to the high school, Jie and Niozi are here, it's the same as before." Wujo Wu raised the corner of his mouth.

"Wu Jun."

Through the lens in front of the five purlins, the barrier made of rainwater, looked straight at the pair of eyes clearer than the clearest sky on a sunny day, "My answer is, I will follow you and stand forever Behind you, but, I will not go back to the college again."

The barrier on Gojo Satoru's body slowly shattered, and water droplets hit him unscrupulously.

He didn't make another sound, just stared closely at the young man who seemed to disappear with the rain in the next second.

Five Purlins twitched the corners of his mouth lightly in the rain, "I remember, my mission failed."

Gojo Satoru's tone became colder and colder, "There's no need to do that kind of task."

"Failure is failure." Wu Zilin shook his head, "It's not necessary."

His tone was very flat, as if he was stating some facts, through the lens, his expression was a little blurred.

"If you don't return, then don't return." Gojo Wu suddenly changed his words, lifted the limitless, and his hair was quickly soaked. He didn't seem to care at all, letting the spirit who had been tearing the curse with his hands do anything. They are all not even a half point, and they become the second drowned chicken on this street.

He is well aware of Wu Lianglin's character, no matter how alienated and polite the surface is, no matter how gentle the tone is, the things he decides will not be changed by external forces.

"Where do you live now?"

"..."

When Wu Tiaolin heard Wu Tiao Wu's question, he actually thought about it seriously for a while, but he didn't give Wu Tiao Wu any answer. He just changed the topic, "Why is Wu Jun's unlimited limit lifted?"

"Well." Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, and then showed his usual frivolous and indifferent expression, "Of course it's to show off with the purlin that there is no limit."

He stretched out his hand.

"Come and try."

Gojo Gojo pulled his tone, as if urging him.

Gojo Purlin stretched out his hand to catch Gojo Satoru's, and in an instant, No Lower Limit enveloped them tightly like an open umbrella.

The feeling was quite strange, as if there was an invisible barrier separating them from the world.

Holding hands was only for a moment, and it quickly became the five slender wrists of the young man.

"It's much easier to use than an umbrella." Five Purlins expressed envy.

"What have you been doing lately?"

"..." Wu Zilin hesitated for a while, and then replied calmly: "I don't remember. If I really want to describe it, it is because I don't know what to do that I wander around aimlessly."

"What about Mr. Wu...how is the Wutiao family now?"

Wu Tiao purlin let Wu Tiao Wu pull him forward very naturally and relaxedly.

"Those old guys have all abdicated because they reached the age of retirement. Now I am the head of the Wutiao family. If there is anything to do, please contact me. If there is nothing to do, I don't bother to care about where they squat and rot."

"Is that so...sorry."

Wu Tiaolin paused, "I missed the moment when Wu Jun became the head of the family."

"Tsk, let me tell you." Wujo Wu looked at the raindrops that were getting smaller and slower in front of him, and wanted to scratch his hair irritably, but he was still holding the cake in his other hand, so he might not be able to do it. His tone was a little irritated, "It doesn't matter whether the family is the owner... Speaking of which, I put away the magic tools you used and put them in the mansion. Do you want to go back and get them?"

--stay.

There is no reason, this may just be the so-called obsession.It's a pity that this time he still didn't wait for Wu Lianglin's answer.

The boy in front of him stopped at some point, put on a puzzled expression, stared at Wujo Wu's face carefully for a few seconds, and then showed the smile that Wujo Wu had just seen not long ago, "Long time no see, Mr. Wujo .”

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The author has something to say:

The next vest is coming.

Brother Shu Zi wrote the script.