Friendship from all staff to END

It takes about 7 or 8 hours to drive from Kyoto to Tokyo. When we set off, the Naobi people asked, "Are you really not going with the car?"

There are four black cars parked at the door, which are the official vehicles of the family, and the driver is helping to put the luggage in the trunk.

"Too eye-catching, someone will stare at the team." Yu Jia explained, but also a little selfish.

There was already a Shinkansen in 02. Compared with the long journey, he would rather take a convenient means of transportation. Besides, the Shinkansen is not bumpy, and he can eat and read books on the car, which is far more comfortable than riding in a car.

"The high-level officials and the police have already intervened in the investigation of Wujo Wu's matter. All the reward sites have been blocked, and there will be no killers to cause trouble for the time being." Looking at the young people in front of him, Zhibi also guessed that they wanted to play on the road, so Just a reminder that "if something happens on the road, please contact me in time, and when you arrive at the hotel where you are staying, just let me know."

Yujia said: "No problem."

Although he is not the oldest, the Zhibi people default each other as the guardian of this line.

Yu Jia simply packed his backpack, let the convoy take the big ones, and then took a taxi to the station with three fellow travelers.

Taking the Shinkansen will arrive at the hotel earlier, and you can play around, but according to the timeline of his original world, he was adopted by the Daodaoji family at the age of 6, and his memory before that is completely blurred.

Therefore, he has not seen Tokyo, Japan in 2002.

Thousands of years ago, Kyoto was the most prosperous place in Japan. At that time, Tokyo was still a barren land called Musashi Kingdom. Now the capital has moved, and the economic center has become Tokyo.

On the Shinkansen, Yujia caught up and wrote some memories. A thousand years ago, the Yusanjia would also hold an exchange meeting, but at that time, it was not the time of the Sanno Festival, but before the ear-plucking festival every year, probably in September.

This time is relatively free, so I have the energy to hold a large exorcism.After that, the world is busy with the autumn harvest. In November, the fire will burn the straw and send the Inari God back to the mountain. The year is coming to an end and it is time to prepare for the winter. People’s lives follow the seasonal changes and move steadily.

The so-called exchange meeting is a discussion of spell-casting power held by magicians. Winners and losers are judged by the number of spells expelled at the end.

Thousands of years ago, there were monsters, and exorcising them was enough, but now the number of monsters is much rarer, and some conjurers' spells are not suitable for dealing with monsters.

Recalling the willful and unrestrained style of a close friend back then, Yu Jia had no choice but to write:

[Although the exchange meeting is mainly about training and running-in with the sorcerer, due to the gap in strength, every time Wujozhi participates in the competition, it almost becomes his personal show]

Liuyan Wushuang is so powerful that he just needs to blow up a mountain to show his strength. This is not a competition, it is a one-sided crush.

Yujia recalled that when he participated in the competition, he seemed to watch Wutiao Zhilu go out, the other magicians were pitifully picking up the leaks, and he followed the footsteps of everyone, helping this, helping Well, after Wutiaozhi finished killing a circle, he came back and saw that he was still walking slowly, so he asked, "What are you doing so long? How much have you eliminated?"

Comparing the numbers, Hoimaru said: "Fellows are friends, help each other."

Liuyan asked: "I am also a fellow, why don't you help me?"

After thinking for a moment, Homaru replied: "Insufficient strength, I'm afraid it will hold you back, so it's inconvenient to intervene."

Wutiaozhi snorted: "I've never been short of people who are slowing me down. You come to help. If you don't help, you are stingy and hold a grudge. You also resent me for leaving you in the store and walked away."

The other party has a bad personality and is not forgiving, Homaru is speechless and thinks: ... as long as you know.

But he kept up with the other party, because Six Eyes would not ask for help for no reason, maybe because he encountered a difficult evil spirit.

The story is a bit long, Yujia recalled the whole process, and only summed it up: [Six Eyes and Ten Shadows joined forces to exorcise the super curse spirit and the plague god. Personality flaws, everyone takes it as their own responsibility to exorcise evil spirits, and the two reconciled]

Seeing that the person sitting with him was writing notes again, Gojo Gojo helped the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and complained: "Are you planning to become a novelist? This story is too long."

Yujia's pen moved slightly, and said: "The story is the author's painstaking effort, so I naturally have to finish it carefully... Is lunch here? Ask the flight attendant to deliver the lunch."

Noticing the time, he guessed that Gojo Satoru might have interrupted himself because he was hungry, so Yujia put away the account and ordered four lunch boxes.

When eating, Gojo Satoru temporarily took off his sunglasses, heavy dark circles hung on his fair face, even Shi Er looked away for a while, and the movement of covering his lips was very suspicious.

Naoya is used to ridiculing people. He just left the family and hasn't changed his mind. He blurted out: "Gojo Satoru, your honor is the same whether you wear sunglasses or not."

Immediately, Liuyan volleyed a finger, and Naoya immediately curled up in the seat covering his forehead, grinning in pain.

"I don't sleep because I'm practicing spells, Zenyuan Naoya, if you talk too much about this year's exchange meeting, I'll make you the first incapacitated to retire." Biting his chopsticks angrily, Gojo Gojo had a very bad expression on his face.

It's all because of that strange millennium-old ancestor who came to beat him up in the middle of the night. Just swiping a knife to level A is terrible. God knows what it will be like after using the spell.

I heard that thousands of years ago was the era when spells were powerful, monsters and curse spirits were more dangerous, and there was a terrible king of curses. If there were no tough guys among the magicians, the magic world might have been wiped out.

Seeing that Gojo Gojo was able to perform small spells with no lower limit, and controlled his strength without causing serious injuries to Naoya, Yuga turned on the visual recognition, and saw that Xiao Liuyan's proficiency became 70%, and it rose very quickly.

"Are you secretly practicing at night?" Yujia felt strange. The two were in the same room, and if Gojo Satoru wanted to go out, he would definitely notice.

"Yeah, I've been practicing all my dreams, and I want to become the strongest." Gojo Satoru glanced at the people around him after taking a few bites, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the other person's waist.

His waist is ticklish.

This thought flashed across, Gojo Satoru almost subconsciously slid his hand over, taking advantage of the other party's unpreparedness, he pinched it moderately.

"!"

Shi Er, who was sitting across from him, raised his head strangely, because Yuhua of the Chanyuan didn't know why, and suddenly shrank to the side, his hands still hugging his waist tightly, and stared at Gojo Wu with an unbelievable expression.

There is no reason for this, in broad daylight, not talking about martial arts, sneaking up on the elders, picking the key points--

"Wujo Wu, what are you doing?" The usually patient and good-tempered person suddenly changed, and there was a faint grinding sound in his voice.

Why hit his waist?Good guy, he looks more and more like his dear friend!

Bathed in the threatening eyes of the ten shadows, Wujo Wu suddenly felt something was wrong.

Oops, that thousand-year-old ancestor is really uneasy and kind, this is a minefield for the cultivation of the Zen Academy, touching it will reduce the favorability!

"I... just touched it accidentally." Like a weak kitten, Xiao Liu's eyes showed a pair of pitiful watery blue eyes, "I'm sorry, Yuhua."

"...Don't touch it again!" After giving the ultimatum, Yujia sat up straight again, and put on an inviolable and serious look in front of the two Zenyuan family members.

Weaknesses cannot be exposed, this is the truth.

"Four rooms, yes, booked before."

Yu Jia went to the front desk to get the card, and Xiao Wu looked at him innocently from under the sunglasses with his big watery eyes: "Yuhua, we can just sleep in the same room."

Yujia received the four room cards, and gently and firmly stuffed one of them into the young boy's hands: "I'm in the Zenyuan because you are not familiar with it, but this is a hotel, and you and I are still in competition, so it's not suitable."

Sadly accepting the room card, Xiao Wu thought to himself: You are afraid that I will crawl on the bed in the middle of the night and pinch your waist, don't lie to me, you hypocrite.

The houses of several people are opposite each other, and they can find each other when they leave the room. Since the exchange meeting is held in the mountains, the hotel they choose is a landscape hotel with a mountain view, and it is also equipped with white hot springs and sulfur hot springs.

"It's just a door, look down on me—" Staring at the not-thick door panel, Gojo Gojo murmured, suddenly noticing the approach of the person behind him, and turned his head to look over.

The Zenyuan family's hand that was about to slap someone's shoulder with no magic power stopped, and then calmly put it in the wide sleeve, Shi Er looked down at Xiao Liuyan, and said: "Don't think about making strange movements, kid."

"Understood, Lord Protector's Servant Lord." With a nonchalant response, Gojo Goto opened the door and stuck out his tongue, "If I really want to make a move, you can't stop it~"

Shi Er grinned, and the scar on his lip made his smile a bit hideous: "That might be."

Hearing such a provocative provocation from a heaven without magic power, Wujo Wu stopped laughing, and looked at the tall young man warily.

The general non-mantra power made him dare not move after just staring at it, but the one in front of him was calm and composed, letting his six eyes patrol with a half-smile.

"Don't worry, I don't have any magic power at all," Shier tolerantly let Gojo Gojo read it all over, and concluded, "But I have never lost in a confrontation with a magician."

One big and one small were fighting each other in the corridor. When the heaven and man were fighting, a gentle female voice asked, "Oh, the atmosphere is very tense."

Shier looked towards the source of the sound, and saw two guests just getting out of the elevator, trying to pass them.

The one who spoke was a young woman, about thirty years old, with short black hair, a loose knitted sweater, and a strange seam on her forehead.

Beside her, a man who should be her husband was carrying luggage, with a handsome and refreshing face under short smoky pink hair, and a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Gojo Satoru stared at the two of them for a while, then said to Shi Er: "Make way for them, big guy."

Shi Er uttered a "tsk", but still took a step back, allowing the couple to pass by. The woman's gaze stayed on Wujo Wu for a while, then she smiled with unknown meaning, and then withdrew it lightly.

Wu didn't think about it, looked at the backs of the two, and then told Shier: "That woman is pregnant."

"It's all obvious."

Heaven and Shafu patted the back of his head, he saw that the female guest was just slim and loose-fitting, and God knew that there was a little life conceived under that inconspicuous belly.

The two talked loudly, and Yu Jia heard the lively outside all the time in the room, so he opened the door and reminded: "Don't make noise in the corridor, come in if you have something to say."

As he spoke, he glanced at the pair of guests who had just arrived, and seeing the woman looking at him, Yujia nodded as a signal, and then retreated to his room.

He didn't see it. After that, the woman's expression was blank at first, and then slowly revealed horror.

"Xaori, what's the matter?" Noticing his wife's abnormality, Knotweed stopped packing his luggage, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Jin...I really want to see my old friend from long time ago."