no worldly appeal

The most healthy embryo that was also suspended in the liquid seemed to have opened its eyes, and its wrinkled eyes looked over through the dark yellow liquid.

He looked exactly like a newborn human baby.

Kusano Huali's fingertips touched the bottle, and the child reached out and pressed her finger with his small palm.

"I will take him away," she said to Tian Yuan, who had an exact blood relationship with her in front of her. "Thank you, Lord Tian Yuan. Whether it is the care in the past, or now... thank you very much."

She had been instructed and taught by Tian Yuan when she was in Wutiao's house, and now Tian Yuan is still taking risks to help her. Even though Tian Yuan has left the secular world, he is not stingy with her younger generation.

This is extremely precious for the grass pear.

"You're welcome." Tian Yuan shook his head slightly, showing the kindness of an elder, "What to do, just go."

He took two steps back, "In any case, the right to choose is in front of you, child of the Kusano family."

Kusano Huali nodded.

She put the bottle in her pocket and walked out through the hole again.

The moonlight quietly sprinkled on the soil outside the door, the dust in the air was floating, and the silent mountains were in the distance.

When she stepped out from the side of the door, she found another person standing at the door.

The young man was half leaning against the wall, his white hair shining brightly in the dark night, and the light outlined his stiff outline from the side of his face, showing a bit of handsomeness and unruliness.

Hearing her voice, the other party turned sideways, "Long time no see. So, is it over?"

Kusano Huali: "Yes."

She didn't expect Gojo Satoru to come here and wait for her specially, but when she recalled Tianyuan's sentence about the boy from the Wutiao family, she also understood it belatedly.

Gojo Satoru probably recognized her eyes and told Tian Yuan about her.

Thinking of the eyes, Kusano Huali reached out and pressed the sore corners of the eyes, and then walked to the side of Gojo Satoru.

She raised her head and looked at Gojo Satoru, "Is there anything you can do with me?"

Obviously, Gojo Satoru didn't meanlessly go to wait for a curse spirit to recover her memory, just to ask her if she has a good personality.

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru said, "Have you thought about what you're going to do afterward?"

He crossed his hands, put his head behind his head, and led her to the other side of the field, "I went to someone to look up the genealogy a few days ago, and your name is always on the front page of the sub-book, which saved me a lot of trouble. "

"Not yet." Kusano Huali thought for a while.

After a while, she said, "I have an enemy, I guess I will take revenge on him first."

"And then?" Wujo Satoru asked.

Kusano Huali forced a smile.

"Did I tell you?" she said, "It seems that I can't go back... Now that I think about it, it's a bit miraculous, I am now the leader of the curse spirit. I guess I will lead them to live with them—it's terrible, a The super magician and the super magic spirit love each other, and I'm still a little bit overwhelmed now."

You can't leave them alone as soon as you recover your memory.

What's more, she has no other place to go.After the only two remaining bloodlines died on the same day, the Kusano family had disappeared.It is also impossible for her to return to the Wujo home, which is completely unfamiliar to her.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows.

"Are you self-proclaimed?" He asked with a little interest.

"Yes." Kuano Huali said dryly, "There are four spell spirits in total, including five of me."

She sighed, "I haven't figured out what I'm going to do next, I have some inspiration, but it seems a little crazy to think about it."

"Try it first." Gojo Satoru said, "I originally planned to become a teacher in a higher education institution, but other people also thought I was crazy."

He said with great interest, "It's completely the expression of being overqualified—wow, I actually want to be a teacher, maybe I want to play house, it's quite messy, it seems that this year's Six Eyes is also crazy It's not far off—there are plenty of speculations like this."

"Even if you don't care, have you listened?" Kusano Huali asked.

"Someone told me a joke, why don't you listen to it?" Gojo Satoru shrugged, "It's also interesting to see a group of stupid guys guessing at each other. Although it is indeed a waste of time, I am serious about having fun!"

He snapped his fingers, his voice was lazily tinged with lightness, "How you want to live and what you want to do after you live are all your own choices."

He hates the upper class that gathers decay and outdated rules, and the magic world that forces conjurers to sacrifice everything in the name of righteousness, the so-called right theory, and the upper class that squeezes every drop of blood for profit.

So he began to become a teacher, looking for like-minded magicians, grabbing every bit of scorching flames, and the smiling faces of young children.

Even when he is alone, it is when he has no scruples and can exert his strongest strength.

Kusano Huali looked at Gojo Satoru.

The other party also turned his head to look over, obviously looking down, but showing little smiles, the white hair stretched upwards, like the hair of some kind of giant animal.

The half of his face that was exposed was clearly the same as in the memory, but it was difficult to overlap again.

Kusano Huali seems to have realized at this moment, even with the same face.But their personalities are so different that it is difficult for her to find any traces of the past from Gojo Satoru.

"I know." She just replied, seemingly unaware of the tears rolling down her cheeks, "I've always known."

Seeing her crying, Gojo Satoru let out a little surprise, "Ah... I'm not good at comforting people. I'm not good at comforting curse spirits either."

"No need." Kuano Huali shook her head and wiped away her tears.

But more tears flowed down, as if to vent all the grievances that had been accumulated for a long time.

At the end of the rubbing, Kuano Huali simply stood there in despair, covered her face, and waited for her emotions to be vented.

It seemed kind of comical, especially after the light-colored clothes were constantly soaked.

"Okay, I admit defeat." After realizing that the tears could not be stopped at all, Kusano Huali said helplessly, "Can you lend me a hug?"

She pulled back her sleeves, revealing her red, swollen eyes filled with tears, "Please."

Gojo Satoru laughed unconsciously.

He pulled down the blindfold, leaned down, and opened his arms towards Huali Kusano, "I heard that I look a lot like that patriarch? That's the compensation for beating you up last time - I can borrow you for a while." oh."

Kusano Huali pursed her lips, and threw herself into his arms as if making up her mind.

The moment the two met, the white-haired and blue-eyed young man seemed to be a completely different person. He was obviously wearing a high school uniform and had a casual expression on his face, but suddenly revealed a little gentleness and calmness.

Time seems to have cracked a gap without a trace, leaving a little of the old time, and the young man who reappeared with the help of six eyes tightened his arms and carefully embraced her.

He gently raised his hand, stroked Cao Yehuali's hair which was as soft as he remembered, and let her wet his clothes.

Then, feeling Kusano Huali's choking and tears, she let out a silent sigh.

He hesitated a little at the time. At the moment when he killed Kusano Huaxing, he could actually get rid of the unformed curse directly.

However, because of that little selfishness, he let it go.

What if she could wake up?

What if... Kusano Huaxing gets better after her curse disappears?

Even if Six Eyes told him the correct conclusion, he still couldn't bear it.He couldn't bear to kill Cao Ye Huali, nor could he really erase the fact that she once existed from the world.

This may be one of the few mistakes he has made.But he didn't regret it.

In a daze, Kusano Huali seemed to have returned to the time when she was a child and walked side by side with the white-haired boy.

The two of them were walking on the tree-lined road, the leaves were rustling and the sun was shining, and even the sky seemed bluer at that time.

At that time, she seemed to be in a bad mood because of losing the competition, and she was much more silent than usual.

The boy in the kimono complained that you are really troublesome, so he opened his arms towards her and ordered her to hug her.

Her memory about them seems to be a loose and unbounded daily life, wrapped in mist, filled in her short-lived small lake, erratic and confusing, and at this moment, it is clear like an inverted image .

Kusano Huali just shed tears silently.

Gojo Satoru, who had regained control of his body, was almost stunned for a moment, and the only thing left in his ear was the very light sentence, don't tell her.

He nodded silently, and then looked at the young, crying girl in his arms, feeling amused and helpless.

From Gojo Satoru's perspective, we could only see the little tugging on the back of Kusano Huali's head unconsciously moving with her trembling, swaying, looking a little cute.

He didn't hold back, moved his hand from the top of her head to the braid at the back of her head, and flicked it.

Kusano Huali's body froze immediately.

It was like a shattered dream, reminding this fact that she didn't want to believe.

Gojo Satoru didn't mean to feel guilty at all.

"Wow." He said naturally, as if he just discovered it now, "You look a little bigger than before!"

Let's digress first.

Kusano Huali gave a low hum, and withdrew from his embrace.

She wiped away her tears, her voice was a little hoarse, "It was half lost before, but now it has recovered. I was my current age before I died."

"That's it." Gojo Satoru took his hand back and looked at her, "Have you thought about doing me a favor?"

He said with a playful and frivolous attitude, "I remember your technique, do you want to consider asking the higher-ups? Can I get an internal discount?"

Kusano Huali was silent for a moment.

She looked at Gojo Satoru, at his iridescent blue eyes, "You..."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"Nothing." Kusano Huali said.

Her voice became muffled, like some kind of little animal that showed sadness unconsciously after being abandoned, and pretended not to be seen, "I see."

If the Patriarch doesn't want her to know, then pretend not to know.

She understands, and understands...probably.

Gojo Satoru looked at her, as if watching a rare cat doing clumsy and ridiculous movements.

Kusano Huali may not even realize that her emotions in disguise are extremely immature, so obvious that anyone can see it.

Kind of cute.

"Although I really can't tell you." Gojo Satoru thought about it for a while, and said, "Do you want more? I can lend you one more time."

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