God is still on the way to recovery

Outside the Kiyomizu Kannon Temple in Kyoto, Uramo listened to the introduction from someone around him. The battle between Benkei and Minamoto Yoshitsune on the Gojo Bridge was wonderful. Afterwards, Benkei lost his heart and became Minamoto Yoshitsune's most loyal retainer and accompanied him. Achieve a great cause.

At that time, the phone rang, and it was from Anna. After he answered, he briefly chatted about his trip to Gojo's house in Kyoto.

"The Gojo family? The big clans live in that kind of Japanese-style buildings, and the photos are especially beautiful... The scenery here in Kyoto is different from Tokyo. When I first came here, I saw a lot of COS samurai in the city. Running around, Bakumatsu, Shinsengumi, Touken Ranbu—"

Anna babbled about the introduction, but heard her son ask about the coffee shop.

She is good at this, and she started talking again.

"I've been living here for a few days~ Let me tell you, Mao, I told him about me, but he didn't care, and asked me if I was hungry and what I want for lunch~ Then I told him by the way He and I have a son as old as you... guess what he said?"

Anna purposely put it off, and then she couldn't help herself, and laughed loudly: "He said that a boy of this age must eat a lot, so he will cook two more dishes in the future, hahaha, I decided to let him go! "

Although Port Mafia is considered a special occupation, it does not limit the family and emotions of each member. As long as there is no problem with the general direction, the family will basically not be involved.

"I just asked your senior to be your guide. I heard Mofu said that he came to see you at the school when you graduated? Tell him to come back and I will treat him to dinner."

Just because she couldn't attend her child's graduation ceremony due to a business trip, Anna was worried that the other party would be unbalanced, or that someone at the school would gossip about it, but Gojo Satoru just solved this problem.

"Yeah, but remember not to let him drink." Gojo Gojo, who was drunk, was too obsessive, and most people couldn't stand it.

There was a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of Urashige's nose, covering his red pupils. After visiting some scenic spots, he followed Gojo Satoru to a mansion.

Walking all the way with the servants, it is a tea garden-style inner courtyard. Walking through the stone steps and lanterns, first use clean water to purify your hands before squatting on the stone. You only feel quiet, even if you look up and see modern high-rise buildings from outside the wall , but in this yard, people just return to Zen and calm down quickly.

The servant who led the way couldn't help but smile when he saw Gojo Satoru leading Makimo along the way, "Master Patriarch, you haven't been back for a long time, do you feel nostalgic?"

In the end, Gojo Satoru said decisively, "Not at all."

Momo asked subconsciously: "Not at all?"

It is obviously such a beautiful place, but growing up in such an antique place, one should develop an air of elegance and etiquette in every gesture.

Then, recalling Gojo Satoru's daily life - he didn't feel that way at all.

Mao Mao's head was full of question marks, and he was very puzzled that the Gojo family went wrong in the step of raising him, which caused Gojo Goto to grow into a wayward guy.

Gojo Satoru looked at the familiar traces in the yard, and said, "Anyone would have to be locked up in such a house for the whole childhood, and they wouldn't want to come back."

Shut up in this house?

The more Momo listened, the more confused he became.

As a very precious six eyes, shouldn't they be treated and cultivated in the best way in the Gojo family?Why did he suddenly become a character like a bird in a cage?

"Enlightenment's words are too easy to be misunderstood, let me explain."

Suddenly, a female voice attracted everyone's attention.

A white-haired woman in kimono stood elegantly on the stone steps, and the tea room behind her had already prepared refreshments, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

"My lord."

Hearing Gojo Satoru address him like that, Uramo understood the other party's identity, and immediately said, "Hi, I'm Ujo Satoru."

Since it is polite to take off his sunglasses and hat when meeting, he took off his sunglasses habitually. When those red pupils appeared, Gojo Satoru's mother was visibly startled: "Oh, isn't it a beautiful color?"

As she spoke, she looked at her son's blue eyes, and suddenly asked, "If you have offspring, will they be mandarin duck pupils in red and blue?"

This familiar pattern of divergent thinking, should I sigh that this pair is indeed a mother and child?

"Madame! Don't be joking."

The maid who led the way blushed and reminded her, but the latter lightly smiled and waved her hands indifferently: "Just a joke, come on kid, it's the first time we meet, I'm Gojo Yuri, Satoru's mother."

Yuri asked people to prepare traditional matcha, and the ground tea powder came out with fine foam. Urumo listened to the other party talking about an episode that happened in the magic world after the six-eyed burst.

"Because Wu's birth broke the balance between spells and curse spirits, a curse master offered a reward of 1 million to assassinate Wu. He can be kept at home, protected by the magicians of the Gojo family, and he cannot move freely."

Yuri patiently began to tell the story from more than 20 years ago. Although she met Uramo for the first time, seeing her kind appearance, I think Gojo Satoru also mentioned himself to her.

"I don't have any opinion on Wu's choice. He and I can't control the inheritance of Six Eyes. As for the inheritance of blood, Wu said it when he succeeded the Patriarch. After his death, Six Eyes will always be reborn in Wutiao. At that time, that person will be the owner of the servant."

It was obviously a matter of distribution of family interests, but Gojo Yuri's tone was indifferent, as if she hadn't been interested in these matters before, after finishing these matters, she was excited to mention other things.

"Mao, do you like maple leaves or cherry blossoms?"

A strange question, Uramo thought for a while and answered, "Maple Leaf."

"That's it, then I know~" Gojo Yuri rolled his eyes and clasped his hands happily.

After entering the bedroom, Uramo knew what Yuri meant.

On the hanger in the Japanese room is an exquisitely crafted kimono with a pattern of maple leaves.

It turned out to be to prepare clothes for him.

The background color of the kimono is very light light green. The servant who prepared the clothes was an elderly mother-in-law. She knelt down and helped Uramo put on the clothes. hair.

A pair of bright red pupils were reflected in the mirror. Gojo Satoru compared the clothes and eyes, and said a little helplessly: "The photo my family got of you shows green eyes, so Yuri prepared a light green kimono for you. It was a miscalculation."

Red and green, contrasting colors.

The fabric Yuletta picked did not match Urashige's eye color perfectly.

It was only then that Ushio knew where Yuri's surprise at seeing him came from. He rubbed his eyes and closed them forcefully. After a long time, he opened them again. The bright red color in those eyes gradually faded, and the original greenness was restored. But not long after, he couldn't control his eyes turning red again.

"My strength is not stable now - it will be fine after I get used to it."

The body looks like a young man, which means that he has not fully adapted to it. Uramo rubbed his eyes sleepily, and his eyes drooped slightly red.

The mother-in-law who was serving worriedly handed a piece of veil to Mao Mao, and then asked Gojo Satoru with her eyes.

The conjurer waved his hand, and she got up and retreated knowingly, and then Gojo Satoru sat next to Uramo so that he could rest on her body.

"What's going on now? I was shocked when I woke up this morning."

There are not many people who can scare Gojo Satoru, especially in the state of Ushio today. For a moment, Gojo Satoru thought that the other party had regained his divine personality and was about to return to the heavenly kingdom.

"Last night, the devil brought the things I left behind. I recovered too much at one time, and I lost control." Uramo could only roughly explain that he is the only god who is reincarnated at the moment. He has no experience in this kind of thing, and he also I can only take one step at a time, "maybe come together tomorrow morning, and I will recover."

"Really? Let's rest early tonight." Wujo Satoru suggested sincerely.

Out of worry, he decided to sleep here with Uramo, otherwise if he wakes up tomorrow morning and the other party changes into another look, he is afraid that he will not be able to recognize him.

After nightfall, Wujo House fell into silence.

Since he hadn't returned for a long time, Gojo Satoru slept relatively lightly in a slightly unfamiliar environment, and dimly felt that the person who was resting on his arm seemed to get up. He opened his eyes hesitantly, and found that Urumo was really not by his side.

The door of the Japanese room was opened, and there was a figure standing in the courtyard.

Putting on a haori and walking to the door, Gojo Satoru saw little green lights floating in the courtyard. At first he thought it was fireflies, but after thinking about it, this season was not right, and he could see it with six eyes carefully. , these light spots are pure spiritual power.

He stood in the courtyard, as if he was rearranging his own power. The abundant spiritual power leaked out, and then he picked up the sufficient power bit by bit and added it to his current body.

This time it was the one I saw in the maze. The golden crown stretched out like antlers. He opened his arms, and his body seemed to be translucent, allowing those powers to return to him.

Gojo Satoru had the illusion that the other party would fade away in a second, so he walked into the courtyard and slowly approached the god.

The moment he approached, all the spiritual power in the courtyard was recovered by him.

The eyes under the curtain slowly opened, turning from green to bright red, and a raging fire ignited all over His body. After sweeping through, the evil form stared at humans indifferently, and said, "What do you want from me?"

He took a step closer, stepping on a flaming lotus under his feet.

"Bring me out of the town, do you want me to support your prayer?"

The flames turned into a scene, a world in which the upper echelons were completely wiped out and the magic world was reshuffled.

Utopian happy ending, He asked: "Do you want it?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the power he displayed, and the temptation given by the evil figure seemed to be able to achieve the goal he had imagined in an instant. As long as he said yes at this moment, he didn't need to make any effort, and the magic world would change. Into a different kind of peaceful zone.

However, reason is saying that it cannot agree.

I have been taught since I was a child that the pie in the sky is nothing, and then, if I say yes, then after fulfilling this wish, where will Momo go back?

So Gojo Satoru shook his head.

It wasn't for such an impure purpose that he took Mao Mao to leave Yanzhen.

"There's nothing wrong with being a conjurer. Although it's a little crazy and dangerous, Mao also felt happy during his time as a conjurer, didn't he?"

Asking the god in front of him back, Wujo Wudao said: "Mao, I only hope you can come back now."

The flames slowly died down.

The dim light in the red pupils looked at the human in front of him, and he said softly, "A little wish."

Gojo Gojo smiled lightly: "I only have this one wish."

Seeing the calm appearance of the other party, he turned his face and snorted.

"You're lucky."

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes again.

This time it was not night, the sky was already bright, the sun was coming in through the cracks in the window, and the chirping of birds could be heard, which was melodious.

Lying on the quilt with his arms open, Gojo Satoru vaguely recalled what he saw last night, and couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

Feeling around casually, the surrounding was empty, he immediately woke up, and then noticed that there were still people in the room.

Walking out from behind the screen, Matsuo, who looked like a young boy just grown up, held his mobile phone and poked his head out slowly, wanting to see if Wujo Wujou woke up. Seeing someone sitting there seemed to be in a daze, so he asked, "Wu, did I not wake up?" Bring a charging cable, where is yours? Lend me to use it."

The green eyes were moist, and the boy's figure was not too tall. Seeing that Gojo Satoshi was not moving, he shook his hand in front of those blue eyes.

"Didn't you wake up?"

"Wake up, you've changed back." Gojo Satoru said, suddenly stretched out his hand, and hugged the young man into his arms. He sniffed the other's soft hair with the tip of his nose, and murmured, "I dreamed that you changed schools. That's what happened, super—I regret it!"

"Huh? Do you still remember? I almost forgot—"

Struggling to appease the large white-haired Maine who was not quite right early in the morning, Uramo didn't know where the other party's frustration came from, so he had to keep taking pictures.

Rubbing Gojo Satoru's back, trying to make him feel better.

"I promise, I didn't bring you to Tokyo for some impure purpose. If you really don't want to come at that time, I'd rather you stay in Yanzhen."

While eating breakfast, someone was chattering.

"Mao, that dream scared me last night, won't you hug me? Ah, I see, you don't like me anymore."

While walking, someone baji baji said.

"My heart hurts so much. I have the disease that if I don't stick it, I will die. It seems that the rabbit also has this disease. It will die on the spot because of loneliness."

While playing the game, he was still talking, endlessly.

"Ah-"

After losing the game, a certain god was also furious, rushed over and pressed the person on the tatami, and kissed him wildly.

"Supplement you, supply you! What kind of sensitive animal are you to be so depressed even in a dream?"

Are there sensitive critters under 1.9 meters?It's so big, so stop making trouble! !

With saliva all over his face, Gojo Satoru was finally happy, lying on his back on the ground, folded his arms to wrap him in his arms.

"From now on, I will have it every day, a good morning kiss." Satoru Gojo pointed to his own after tapping the other's light-colored lips.

"...Life planning should be done from the perspective of career choice and starting a family, right?" Mao Mao couldn't help complaining.

Who put good morning kisses and that on the agenda?

"Yeah, life planning, let's start with university first. These four years can only be in Tokyo. After four years, I will graduate from Mao University. If we don't continue our studies, we can also consider which city to settle in. Keep small animals at home. Do you want to live in a bungalow or a Japanese residence?..."

Listening to the other party's rambling plan, Miao Mao nodded, and finally murmured: "Let's choose at that time. There are so many things, it's better to deal with them one by one."

"You're right." Wujo Wudao said, "Then it will be regarded as you saying 'I do'."

God is stuck.

The conjurer was aggrieved: "Don't you want to?"

……

"willing."

The big white Maine was finally appeased, and happily went to play online games with his god in his mouth.

The afternoon sun is just right, and the world is peaceful.