Sumire Tohsaka

Tohsaka Sumire told Gojo Satoru briefly and concisely about the grievances between the Tohsaka family and the Matou family, and what kind of person the late head of the Matou family, Matou Zouken, was.

"I see."

Gojo Satoru nodded, and while drinking his own bubble tea—after all, why there is bubble tea in a coffee shop is really a mystery—while watching Sumire Tohsaka eat his orange pie with a smile on his face.After she ate half of it, he summed up the information Tohsaka Sumire had just revealed to him in his own words.

"That is to say, the old immortal who lived for almost 200 years or hundreds of years was killed by his own son in the middle of the conspiracy, but he seemed unwilling to leave the scene like this, and made something strange It's a trick, isn't it?"

Although Tohsaka Sumire felt that her words were not so excessive, but since the meaning was probably correct, she also nodded.

"Really, let me die honestly for the damn old thing." Wujo Satoru's face showed a blunt disgust, "Don't use the bright future of young people as a stepping stone for your rotten and maggot life. Is it too ugly, and you can earn a tear or two by dying so hard, don't climb up from the cesspit like a maggot."

Sumire Tohsaka stopped chewing.

"Teacher Wutiao."

"Ok?"

"I'm eating. Please don't make such a disgusting analogy."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I can't help being mean when I think about getting rid of such a disgusting thing next."

As if to express his apology, Gojo Satoru forked the biggest and reddest strawberry on the cake onto Sumire Tohsaka's plate. The girl lowered her eyelashes, looked at the strawberry quietly for a while, and then forked it up and ate it.

"In this way, it can also explain why he attacked the lady."

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand, propped his chin with one hand, and watched with a smile as the girl chewed and ate the strawberry bite by bite. The vermilion juice moistened her lips, making her lips that were always lacking in blood look like Like rosebuds.

"Because he needs to replenish his magic power, or rather, his vitality."

Sumire Tohsaka picked up the handkerchief and gently covered her lips.Although the red color of the strawberry was stained, with the pressing action, her always slightly pale lips were a little redder than usual.She lowered her eyes slightly, picked up the coffee cup, and took a shallow sip.

"The methods used by magicians to replenish their magic power are nothing more than those... Eating a person alive or devouring their soul is also a way."

"Then..." Gojo Satoru tilted his head to look at her, and threw out an olive branch with great interest, "Do you want to go and see together? The end of the hopeless old guy who is dying."

"..."

Sumire Tohsaka just took another sip of coffee.After putting the coffee cup back on the saucer, she raised her eyes and glanced at Gojo Satoru.

"Teacher Wujo." She sighed slightly, not understanding why she knew the guy in front of her so well, "I don't know how to get to Matou's house, you can just tell me."

"..."

Wutiao: Because the assistant supervisor would make irresponsible remarks when he was eating snacks, he felt too annoying, so he just threw him aside and forgot to take the address of the mission target. Wu, laughed dryly, and looked away.

Having said that, Tohsaka Sumire took Gojo Satoru to Matou's house.Both the Tosaka family and the Matou family are located in Miyama Town, known as the "old capital", and it takes some distance to walk from the new capital.When Gojo Satoru was brought to a distance where he could see the eerie mansion that was too big and scary, Sumire Tohsaka stopped in his tracks.

"Because of what happened ten years ago, the relationship between the Tosaka family and the Matou family is a bit bad. In order not to cause unnecessary disputes, I will not send you there, Mr. Gojo." The garden mansion in the tree, "That's Matou's mansion."

"Wow——" Gojo Satoru exaggeratedly leaned back, covering his mouth and nose with his hands, "Really, this stench coming to my face... has been rotten from the inside to the outside. What is it? How many years of curses have accumulated?"

In the field of vision of Six Eyes, the entire mansion has been engulfed by the filthy smell.The twisted curse, the residual resentment, accumulated over the years, was so filthy that it was unsightly.

"Looks like it won't work if you don't do a thorough cleaning." As he said this, he suddenly grabbed Tohsaka Sumire's shoulder and pulled her to his side, "Don't leave my side."

"...!"

Before Tohsaka Sumire could react, a large group of winged blade insects had already rushed towards her.This group of horrifying chirping insects had a very sanguinary appearance, but Gojo Satoru opened his palms to block her eyes, and the countless flying chirping insects seemed to be blocked by invisible walls, stagnating in the air, Flapping its wings in vain.

"Can you smell the old man's stench on you from far away, or should I say the stench of a corpse?" He turned his head and looked towards a certain direction in the dense forest, "Master of the Matou family."

"Irreverent boy."

Countless insects buzzed and made a restless and noisy sound in the dense forest. Then, a middle-aged man surrounded by pitch-black filth came out with empty pupils, and what he spit out from his dry mouth was The old man's hoarse and old voice.

"Family of Wutiao... The magician came to interfere with the magician's family affairs, you are going too far, kid."

"Ah, here it is again. This old guy's usual trick." Gojo Satoru sighed exaggeratedly, "Obviously I attacked an innocent girl passing by first, but I accused others of being rude. When I do what I want, I don't think about it." Did you break the rules, but take out the 'rules' when the situation is not good for you, and only follow the rules that are good for you, will you become this kind of thing if you live too long, it's terrible, it's terrible."

He also turned his head away, patted Sumire Tohsaka's shoulder pretentiously, and told her earnestly in the tone of a teacher.

"See, you can't turn into such an annoying look at any time, Sumire."

"..." Tohsaka Sumire just glanced at him silently.

Although he doesn't want to play with Gojo Satoru, it seems that if he doesn't cooperate, he probably doesn't plan to end it at all.Tohsaka Sumire sighed inwardly, raised her hand to brush her long hair that had been brushed just behind her ears, and nodded slowly.

"I see, Mr. Wujo."

"Good boy, good boy."

Gojo Satoru opened his big hand and messed up the girl's long hair, and retracted his hand before the other party glared at him. He looked at the swarm of winged blade insects in front of him with interest, and made an exaggerated sound of disgust at the appearance that was too out of touch. .

"Wow...the aesthetics are really bad."

After that, he clapped his hands with a snap, as if echoing his movement, the swarm of chirping insects suddenly let out an extremely ear-piercing mournful cry, and then exploded into countless pieces of flesh in front of him!

"You can't let a cute girl keep looking at this kind of thing."

The "infinite" space opened by Gojo Satoru cut off the splashing liquid like an invisible wall.He glanced sideways at Sumire Tohsaka, not surprised to find that there was no emotion on her face.

"As expected, Xiao Jin, you are not afraid of such things at all." He touched his chin, "How should I put it, generally speaking, children of your age, regardless of gender, will feel disgusted or disgusted when they see such things. Be afraid, but you don't have that kind of reaction at all."

Sumire Tohsaka just gave him a confused look.There is a line of big characters clearly written on that face with little expression-is this the time to talk about such things?

It's no wonder she had this question, because after the swarm of winged blade worms were all wiped out, countless flesh-shaped worms suddenly surged up from the ground, and the insects that lost more sans than the winged blade worms swarmed towards them like an ocean .

"Evil...it's too evil."

Now even Gojo Satoru had a disgusted expression on his face.He looked at the worms wriggling towards them, and made a judgment expressionlessly.

"Like ██."

Sumire Tohsaka: "..."

Although it is very image...Although it is very image!but!Don't say this in front of others!

Probably annoyed by his humiliation, the neighing of the bugs suddenly became intense, and in the next second, they opened their mouths full of sharp teeth to him in unison!

"So, even if you have fallen to this level, you still don't want to die, Matou Zouken?"

Wujo Wu's voice suddenly became a little more serious, he raised two fingers, and whispered the mantra to put down the "tent".

"Born from darkness, blacker than black, filthy and filthy, all filthy."①

The sky suddenly darkened, and the pitch-black "tent" came down, isolating this area from the outside world.The swarming worms and the man at the end of the sea of ​​worms are watching them with cruel eyes from the other end of the "tent".

"Do you want to let yourself live even if you don't hesitate to take the life of your own son?"

In Gojo Satoru's vision, the middle-aged man's soul and body had been completely eroded by the black miasma.The vengeful spirit like an insect was parasitic on his heart, gnawing at him from the inside, devouring everything about him greedily.

The resentful spirit, which has lingered for more than 500 years, sneered contemptuously at the descendants.

"What are you surprised, kid from the Wujo family? Human beings are originally creatures that can sell their children for their own survival. In the age of war—even now, it's not uncommon, right? To eat their own children during a famine, Just to keep myself alive. Isn’t it natural to do this kind of thing in order to survive?”

The old man's malicious voice echoed in the darkness.

"As a conjurer, you should have seen a lot, right? There are no lesser things in the family of conjurers than magicians."

"That's why I hate you old people." Wujo Wu's voice became a little colder, "I am an evil person, but at this time, I talk about general theories and evil human nature...don't make me laugh gone."

He raised his head and smiled contemptuously.

"Don't make it seem like you do evil because crime exists. It's because you want to do evil that you commit crimes. It's because there are too many people like you that the world is getting worse and worse, old man! "

"...If I retreat from here now, I can pretend that I didn't hear your rude speech, kid."

The stooped middle-aged man lowered his face, knocked on his crutch unhappily, and issued a hoarse warning.

"Otherwise, the old man will no longer tolerate your unreasonable repayment."

"Tell me, who do you want to let go, old man?"

Wujo Wujo showed a cruel smile on his face, he raised his hand, and pulled off the black blindfold.

"It doesn't matter if you are a magician, a wraith, or a curse, the damn guy will die honestly for me."

Facing the swarms of insects and monsters attacking him all at once, the white-haired young man smiled and activated the spell, completely expanding his domain.

"—Boundless space."