Yokohama Miss Gojo Love Story

Yokohama, the suburbs, and the Gojo house, just had the first spring rain after the New Year.

Five sunshines sit on the ridge of the roof, and small clumps of tender green moss have emerged from the gaps between the gray-black tiles around them, rolling crystal dewdrops.

In the distance, the golden-red sunset has reached the hollow of the mountain, and on top of the thin twilight, a layer of brighter glow has been laid, dyeing to the edge of her moon-gray bathrobe.

Wujo Qingguang narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head, brought the wine bottle in his hand to his lips, took a sip, and laughed "puchi" in the warm sunset.

She remembered the conversation she had with her adoptive parents that morning.

Dad said that as the adopted daughter of the Gojo branch family, in three years, after she finishes her studies, she will go to the Gojo main family to serve the head of this generation Gojo Satoru in accordance with the regulations of the family generations.

Wujo Qingguang did not object, after all, she used to be an orphan girl who fell in front of Wutiao's house without knowing her life experience and lost her memory. Whether she abides by the family rules or repays her kindness, she should serve the head of the family.

She originally thought that the so-called "serving" was nothing more than going to the Gojo main family in Tokyo, doing chores, listening to the head of the family, and being between the family and the maid?

However, the mother implicitly hinted that in addition to doing housework, if the head of the family likes it, she can also become his wife...

It is said that the head of the family is a handsome young man who possesses the highest talent of the Gojo Clan of the conjuration family - "Six Eyes", and will become the strongest in the conjuration world in the future.

If she can be favored by the head of the family and give birth to a child who inherits the talent of "six eyes"...

Mom and Dad's idea is really funny!

How can the honorable head of the family, who has lived in the bustling and fashionable Tokyo for a long time, fall in love with a country girl like her?

What Wujo Qingguang wanted was to serve the head of the family for a few years, and when he married an official wife, he would ask for their grace to set her free, and from then on roam the world, looking for his own life experience.

Although Wutiao's family is very kind to her, Wutiao Qingguang still cares about her origin very much in his heart.

Especially recently, she found that her body and abilities had undergone strange changes...

Suddenly, there was a sound under his feet, Wutiao Qingguang got up, walked to the edge of the roof, looked down, and saw a thin and agile figure, climbing along the railings and pillars to the roof very quickly.

"Chuya?" Wujo Qingguang called out in surprise.

The man turned somersault nimbly and landed in front of her.

This is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old red-haired boy with a short stature but handsome facial features and a lean build. At this moment, he is looking at her with two sharp, slightly angry eyes.

Wujo Qingguang was picked up by Gojo Atsuichi, and this boy was picked up by Wujo Qingguang.

Two years ago, she went to Yokohama City to purchase goods, and found this injured and delirious teenager in an alley near Leibo Street.

Apart from being called "Nakahara Chuya", he also forgot everything about himself.

I can't tell whether it's sympathy or empathy, Wutiao Qingguang didn't call the police, but boldly took him back to Wutiao's home...

Wujo Qingguang taught Zhongyuan Zhongye to read and practice martial arts. He listened to her very much and called her "sister". They got along very well, like siblings.

But to other people, Zhongyuanzhong always showed a little vigilance and indifference, and recently there was a sense of arrogance that came from nowhere.

For example, now, his eyes are not kind.

"Are you drinking again?" Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the wine bottle in Wujo Qingguang's hand.

"Yeah, would you like to have a drink?" Wutiao Qingguang shook the wine bottle at him, provocative eyes and brows.

She likes to drink, and she has a good capacity for alcohol. Nakahara Chuya has a poor capacity for alcohol, and he will get drunk after a few more sips, but he is very cute when he is drunk, and he will not get angry if he pinches his face and touches his head casually.

So, Wutiao Qingguang reached out to Zhongyuan Zhongye's forehead again, wanting to smooth his hair for him who was inexplicably angry.

"I don't want to drink!" Zhong Yuan shook his head and roared with a blushing face.

Only then did Wujo Qingguang realize that his anger might not have come from the wine in her hand.

"What's the matter?" Wujo Qingguang asked.

"Ahu said, did you agree to go to the Wutiao family?" Zhong Yuan asked back.

Ahu, the servant of the Gojo branch family, Kotaro, usually takes Zhongyuan Chuya to do some chores, he is a cheerful, trivial, and child-like old man.

"Not so fast, three years later." Wujo Qingguang nodded, wondering why he would ask about this matter.

"Sister, don't go!" Zhong Yuan Zhong also stepped in front of her excitedly.

Wu Tiao Qingguang saw his own figure, which was reflected in his scorching pupils, which seemed to be flickering with dark fire.

Hey, what is he so angry about?

"Why?" Wujo Qingguang became more and more strange.

"Because, I, I—" Zhong Yuanzhong also took a breath, and his voice sank a bit, "I don't want you to go and serve that person!"

When it came to "serving", the fire in Zhongye's eyes shot up again, and his cheeks became more red.

"Oh, Patriarch?" Wujo Qingguang smiled in relief.

This child is just worried that she will be tired and wronged if she goes to "serve" others, right?

"It's okay, anyway, I was just doing some chores in the past, don't I do it every day now?" Wujo Qingguang stretched out his hand again, and finally rubbed Zhongyuan Zhongya's hair.

She liked his hair very much, it was thick, soft and beautifully colored, which made him look like a beautiful and sturdy red fox.

In the past, he always rubbed her obediently, throwing at most two slightly shy and dissatisfied eyes.

But this time, Zhong Yuan Zhong also suddenly raised his hand, strangled Wu Qingguang's wrist, and pulled him in front of him.

"Hello!" Wujo Qingguang was a little angry.

Although she has a bold and informal personality, the two of them have a close relationship. They usually practice martial arts and fight, and physical contact is also very common.

But after talking with Mrs. Gojo, Gojo Qingguang finally realized that she is still a girl after all.

Now, with his five fingers around her wrist, her chest almost crashed into his arms.

From such a close distance, Wu Tiao Qing Guang could see Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye's Adam's apple, sliding rapidly and irregularly, as if he had a strong emotion and was about to lose control.

She suddenly realized, has the child she picked up grown up already?

Although his height is somewhat regrettable, his handsome face has a tough outline, his chest is thick, his arms are also very powerful, and his nose is floating. Is it his wild masculine breath mixed with anger?

"Chuya, do you want to be beaten?" Wujo Qingguang threatened with a calm face, covering up the embarrassment that flashed across his heart.

Zhong Yuanzhong also froze for a moment, stepped back hastily, and put a little distance between the two chests, but did not let go.

"Ahu said that my sister went to my house, not just to do chores." He spoke a little breathlessly, looking impatient, but there was something hard to say.

"Huh? This old man, there are so many things..." Wutiao Qingguang smiled vainly, and seemed to understand.

"Don't laugh! Ah Hu said, you may, may become the woman of the Wutiao Patriarch!"

"Hey……"

After Zhongyuan Zhongye yelled out, there was a brief silence between the two of them, and they glanced to both sides, avoiding each other.

"Ahem." A few seconds later, Wutiao Qingguang spoke first, still smiling, "What are you talking about? Can I be considered a woman? Can Patriarch Wutiao take a fancy to me?"

She patted the gray striped bathrobe on her body and the big wooden clogs under her feet, and then turned her palm into a fist, shaking it under the tip of her nose in the middle of the Central Plains.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also forced to take another half step back and continued to remain silent.

"Look, I'm not a woman in your eyes, and the head of the house is definitely the same. Why worry in vain? What a silly child!" Wutiao Qingguang said, proudly putting the wine bottle to his mouth, ready to drink it all in one gulp.

"No!" Nakahara Chuya said suddenly, holding her arm.

"What?" Wujo Qingguang was puzzled.

"Sister, Qingguang..."

"what?"

Wutiao Qingguang was very surprised. As far as he could remember, this was the first time he called her by her name?

After calling out her name, Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to have more courage suddenly, and said in one breath: "In my eyes, Qingguang is of course a woman! I, I—"

His chest heaved violently, and the hands in the five Qingguang arms were trembling irregularly, as if very, very excited, but also very, very disturbed.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" This appearance also made Wujo Qingguang uneasy, and wanted to touch his scary red cheeks.

But as soon as she moved her hand, Zhong Yuanzhong suddenly shouted: "I like sunshine!"

hula-la-

The shout that went straight into the sky, scared the birds perched on the surrounding trees and scattered them in all directions. Wu Tiao Qingguang shook his hand in shock, the wine bottle fell, and Gu Lulu rolled down the roof.

"Aha, what are you talking about..." A blush appeared at the base of the five Qingguang's ears.

She wasn't sure if she understood what he meant.

"I said, I like sunshine!"

Click!

Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped forward with a big stride, the tiles shattered under his feet, and opened his arms to hug the girl in front of him.

I love sunshine!

This sentence was finally spoken, and he no longer feared or hesitated!

Nakahara Chuya's fingertips just brushed the five sunny sleeves, but her reddish face drifted away, and she hung on the one he was familiar with but didn't like, which was kind of easy-going, naughty and lazy. , to deal with a child-like smile.

"Does Chuya like me? I like Chuya too. Have we always been good siblings? Okay, okay, I have to go to work!"

After finishing speaking, Wujo Qingguang turned around and jumped off the roof.

"Sunny, don't go!"

As soon as her body flitted out of the roof, Zhong Yuanzhong rushed up from behind, Wu Qingguang didn't look back, but just brushed it out with her backhand.

She used [-]% of her strength. This flick could at least push the child who pretended to be an adult and didn't know what to say back to the roof without hurting him.

She also taught Zhongyuan Zhongyi's gymnastics. Although she has made rapid progress, she is still very sure of restraining him from Wu Tiao Qing Guang.

However, something unexpected happened to her.

When the fingertips touched the back of Nakahara Nakaya's hand, Wujo Qingguang felt that all the strength and weight suddenly disappeared, and the speed of falling also slowed down. The whole person was like smashing into a ball of cotton, fluttering and completely Lost control of the body.

How is this going?Gojo Haruko felt a panic she had never felt before.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye rushed over very quickly, hugged her from top to bottom, and the two of them fell together.

When the back of his neck touched the fine grass on the ground, Wujo Qingguang didn't feel the pain of falling from a high place, but fell to the ground very softly like petals on top of each other.

In Wu Qingguang's astonished eyes, there was Zhong Yuan Zhongye's face that was close at hand. He was still holding her and laying on her body, smelling alike, but there was no weight?

He refused to let go of her, nor did he dare to press her down.

"Zhongye, you..." Gojo Qingguang wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

"During this period, I found that I have a new ability, as if I can control gravity? So I, I can—"

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed very excited, but also seemed very shy. After a short pause, he lowered his head and buried his face in the five Qingguang's hairlines, "You can protect Qingguang. You don't have to serve the Patriarch, let alone be afraid of anyone."

There was a slight heat on the cheek, not sure if he was there, and he kissed it boldly and timidly quickly, but this slight and unfamiliar touch shocked Wujo Qingguang's whole body.

"Get up!" She pushed hard.

"Ah?" Nakahara Chuya's body flew up, and he staggered several steps before he stabilized after landing.

Although his face was flushed, his breathing was heavy, and he didn't know where to put his hands cramped, his eyes were still staring straight at the five sunny lights, waiting for her answer with great anticipation.

Wujo Qingguang got up unhurriedly, as if he was thinking about something, when he raised his head, there was a soft and lazy smile on his lips.

"You have become stronger, Chuya."

"En!" Zhong Yuanzhong was also encouraged, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded vigorously.

"However, it's not just that you have great skills, you can be considered strong, and you can be called a real man."

"Then, in Qingguang's mind, what does it take to be considered strong? To be considered a man?"

"Like—Gojo Satoru? The strongest man in the world of conjuration, the head of the 'Yu San Clan', who has strength and status, and is looked up to by everyone. This is the man that women admire, right? Chuya, you Still just a kid."

Wujo Qingguang patted the grass clippings on his clothes, turned his eyes away, looked up into the distance, and sighed like regret and longing.

From Nakahara Chuya's perspective, one could see her slightly flushed cheeks, the roots of her ears, and the slightly raised corners of her lips.

Is she thinking about that "powerful and status" man far away in Tokyo?

His chest suddenly felt hot, as if blood was rushing up all over his body, he couldn't accept being underestimated by Qingguang, and she couldn't accept that she thought he was inferior to that man!

"I will be more powerful than Gojo Satoru, have more status, and be looked up to by others! I am not a child anymore, I, I will be Qingguang's man!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also tried his best to shout out the desire buried in his heart, and rushed towards Wutiao Qingguang excitedly.

She was fit and graceful but drifted away, this time I couldn't even touch her sleeves with my fingertips.

"Sunny! Sunny!" Zhong Yuanzhong was also blown by the head-on wind, blowing a large swirl of grass clippings onto his face, covering his vision.

In the fresh and vigorous breath of grass leaves, Wujo Qingguang's hearty and crisp laughter came, "Well, when you grow up and become the most powerful and prestigious man in Yokohama, come and tell me these words, Hahaha--"

"Qingguang!" Zhong Yuanzhong also ran after him, but stepped on something.

He looked down, was it the wine bottle Wu Tiao Qingguang was holding in his hand just now?

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated for a moment, bent down to pick it up, and saw half a faint red mark on the rim of the white porcelain cup.

Did she use powder?

In his impression, sister, no, Qingguang is extremely beautiful, but she never dresses herself up with cosmetics.

Could it be that he wanted to make himself more beautiful because he was going to go to the Gojo family?Then get the owner's favor?

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly gathered his five fingers, and pressed the wine bottle into his palm with extraordinary force, until the sharp mouth of the bottle pierced the flesh, and there was a feeling of pain.

What Qing Guang said was right, women like strong men, but now he is not qualified to compare with Gojo Satoru.

The powerful ability bestowed by heaven is not for him to admit defeat here!

He wants to become the strongest in Yokohama, and then——

Become the man of Wujo Qingguang!

This evening.

Kotaro stopped Gojo Haruki who was passing by the corridor.

"Miss, miss, have you seen Zhongye?"

"No, why, are you looking for him?"

"Yeah, the food is cold. I searched everywhere, but I didn't see him. Where did this kid go?"

"He—" Wutiao Qingguang turned his head sideways, with a smile on his face, looking beyond the gray wall and the bushes outside the wall, to the blue sky and white clouds beyond.

"I've become stronger, I should have gone to a wider and more interesting place..."

Three years later.

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