After the Fallen Princess is reborn

Six ice-blue eyes.

Always with a light smile and brisk casualness, you can find a kind of inorganic indifference after staring for a long time, as if it is just a pair of precision tools used by the gods to overlook the world.

"who are you?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the young man in front of him.

Not human beings, nor curse spirits.

What's more, the other party has an aura similar to Mei's, which is as cold and uncomfortable as the storm that appeared on the day she disappeared and they couldn't get close.

He finally grasped the loose silk thread at his fingertips.

In contrast, who the other party is is not so important.

"Where's May?"

he continued.

"Where she should go."

The Hell Assistant Officer finally looked away from the amazingly growing plant, "It's the first time we meet, you are really murderous."

"Ah, yes."

He may look a little more serious now than usual - he broke into other people's homes quietly, and even entered the "tent", if it weren't for the strongest eyes and intuition, he might not be able to detect it.This is enough to arouse the vigilance of the conjurer.

But what I want to pursue now is something more important.

"It's you, the existence who secretly manipulates everything - forcing that guy to do things she doesn't like to do."

The ghost lamp glanced at the man's secretly moving fingers.

"...Arguing against injustice?"

Wujo Wu tilted his head.

"Is that so?"

The hell assistant officer jumped back, pulling a little distance away from Gojo Satoru, and the yukata drew a light arc in the night.

"I didn't force it."

"It's just a matter of completing the task. There will be twists and turns. After all, we are saving her. However, I didn't expect..."

The last words were not uttered, and turned into a low laugh with no clear meaning.

"Ah, this sounds really a little uncomfortable."

Gojo Satoru squeezed the fist of the other hand with one hand, and his knuckles creaked.

"Reminds me of those pedantic old guys up there."

"Ah."

"I think I'm still different from those guys," Ghost Lamp clogs lightly stepped on the top of the tall translucent glass cover, "I'm just fulfilling my duties—Xie Huamei is a sinner."

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to believe his statement at all, and sneered, "What nonsense are you talking about?" was written all over his face.

Ghost Lantern opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he suddenly tilted his head.

His temple hair fluttered, and the whistling "茈" brushed past his ears, annihilating everything it went, and finally rushing into the unknown depths of the night sky.

The other party didn't really want to attack him, he didn't aim and didn't use all his power, but it was obviously some kind of warning.

"..."

Ghost Lantern looked at the man who was facing him floating in the air, and sighed emotionlessly.

"Although it was not my intention to confront you, it is not unexpected to be discovered..."

"Let the strongest magician continue to search, maybe something will go wrong."

A familiar storm appeared, the big trees outside rustled, and something appeared——

But this time I can see clearly.It is an obscurity car that can only be found in ghost stories, with a wooden body and a pale and terrifying human face on the front.

In the storm, the ghost lamp's voice sounded a little fuzzy.

"If that's the case, then go and have a look."

"Before that, remove the glass cover first."

"Six Eyes" analyzed the car in front of him.

Without magic power, the power system is unknown, and there may be certain dangers.

But danger has never been what the strongest conjurer cares about, after all, he has been accompanied by the assassination of the cursed master since he was a child.

Gojo Satoru crossed the distance between the two in one step, passed by the ghost lamp, and entered the Oboro car.

The voice of the Assistant Hell came from outside.

"It will take you where you need to go."

"In addition, I took this snapdragon as a ticket. Thank you for your careful cultivation over the past ten years."

Gojo Satoru:?

Is this the original purpose?

When consciousness regained consciousness, Gojo Satoru came to a strange world.The hazy car disappeared at some point.

He looked around.From the unchanged place names, it can be seen that I am still in Tokyo, but... there are no tall buildings, the legendary Lingyun Pavilion, and no electricity.According to what he learned, Tokyo was connected to electricity during the Taisho period.

It was the days before the Taisho era...Eighteenth/ninth century?Edo period?

The height above 1.9 meters is very conspicuous in the crowd who are generally not tall. Pedestrians cast curious and subtle looks at him.

There was a sudden noise in front of the nearby shop, and there were shouts of "catch the thief" in frustration.It is easy for the strongest to subdue an ordinary person. He took out the banknotes in the opponent's hand and returned them to the old grandfather who was chasing him, and he also received the old man's thanks.

"Thank you, thank you, thanks to you this time, young man!"

"The current world situation is really not good. There are always thieves in the rice store. It seems that there are only me and the old woman, and my hands and feet are not flexible. Sigh, if I can, I really want to find a young and capable guy..."

Gojo Satoru politely declined the other party's invitation to "come in and sit in the shop", somewhat absent-minded.He turned his attention to the street again.

"So……"

Where will May be?

—— Yoshihara.

The answer that came to mind first.

It's not that May is going to do the job now, it's just that this is where he infers from past conversations.In the absence of a clear destination, it is not a bad thing to go and see first.

Fortunately, the language didn't change much, and he asked the way smoothly. Gojo Satoru suppressed the urge to jump to the roof and teleport directly, and strode away.

The old man looked at his disappearing back and shook his head.

"Young people nowadays... are really full of anger..."

……

After 1958, Yoshihara withdrew from the stage of history, but it was still very prosperous during this period.

Gojo Satoru walked around the main street without gaining anything, and walked aimlessly, and came to the bank of the Rashomon River at the bottom of Yoshiwara.

Like the dark side of light.This is a typical poor street. The houses are dilapidated, insects and ants are rampant, people who are about to starve to death are lying on the side of the road, and there is an unpleasant smell floating in the air.

He also encountered more vicious or jealous attention when he came here, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

Mei... isn't here too?

This is the corner of Huajie.If he is not there, he will consider looking for places other than Yoshihara.

Several children ran past him, yelling.

"Baimei, it's Baimei!"

"Baimei is here!"

"Let's go and see Baimei!"

At the end of the child's run, the silver-haired girl was being surrounded. She looked about 13 years old, and she only had a thin pink bathrobe in early winter, and she stepped on the ground with her bare feet.

Although she was dressed plainly, her simple beauty was enough to overwhelm an adult, and even the air in the place where she appeared seemed to be completely new.

Gojo Satoru's breathing accelerated slightly.

It's... May.

But not that he knew the one.

No, it's not accurate to say that, they are all Mei, but this is Mei when she was a child.

Those guys who wanted to please her paid tribute to nothing more than cold steamed buns, cold bean skin sushi, and fruits picked from trees, but these were the most available things here.

May didn't seem to mind much, but accepted it very happily.

...The fact that I like to receive gifts hasn't changed since I was a child, that guy.

Xiao Xiaomei doesn't have the arrogance of the future, only the pride of being gifted by virtue of her beauty, and she will say thank you to the guys around her, which is very cute.

Probably because he had been looking at it for too long, and the appearance was very conspicuous, the other party looked over, met his gaze, tilted his head in confusion and gave a soft "Huh?"

Just when Gojo Goku was thinking about what to say in the past, someone came from the alley.

"plum."

Xie Huamei's eyes lit up.

"elder brother!"

Her attention was drawn to her, and she complained softly.

"Brother, you came back so late today!"

"Sorry sorry, I'm a little busy today."

Although his voice was hoarse, the tone of the prostitute Taro was very gentle. He raised the things in his hand to signal, "My brother brought you sushi."

He glanced at the pile in Xie Huamei's arms, "I have received so many things again...Okay, let's go, let's go back."

"Good~"

Xie Huamei trotted a few steps, and took the hand of the prostitute Taro with her free hand.The figures of the two brothers and sisters disappeared into the street, and the others scattered like birds and beasts.

……

Knowing where Xie Huamei lived, Gojo Satoru observed for a few days not far away.

The brother and sister go out basically every day, the elder brother goes to work in debt collection, and the younger sister goes to the store to learn art.Like other people on the Rashomon Riverbank, life is very poor, but fortunately, the brother and sister are dependent on each other, and they seem to be able to live on.

During the day, I went to see Xie Huamei's life. At night, the idle Gojo Satoru killed many creatures similar to those on the infinite train.

When he was on the infinite train, May did not popularize this world view with him.Fortunately, Jay knew something and mentioned it to him.

- It's a ghost.

The young man who kills ghosts like chopping vegetables naturally attracted the attention of the Ghost Slayer Squad. After accidentally helping a team member, he even made an exception and was summoned by the leader of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

...It turns out that the Ghost Killing Squad has also been active for hundreds of years.

The gentle and jade-like young man solemnly expressed his gratitude to him, forced him a large sum of money, and finally asked him tactfully if he had any plans to join the Ghost Slayer Squad.

I can feel that the other party cherishes every swordsman from the bottom of their hearts.While talking, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

—If only rotten oranges were like this!They are all small groups operating secretly, so why is there such a big difference between high-level people and high-level people!

But what had to be said had to be said, and he knew he wouldn't be around for long.

"I'm sorry I can't agree, I still have something to do, and I'm leaving in a while. I'm going to find... well, an important person."

"However, during this time here, I will try my best to help you kill ghosts."

The lord's smile remained unchanged.

"Thank you very much."

After a pause, he smiled again.

"Please come on."

"Thank you~"

In addition, every morning, Gojo Satoru would put a branch of white plum blossoms in front of Xiehuamei House.

It's a little late today because I went shopping, Taro the prostitute has gone out, and Mei is still there.As soon as Gojo Satoru walked to the front of the house, the wooden door was swung open.

The girl looked at him with a crisp voice.

"Ah, it's you."

"I saw you a few days ago."

"My name is Gojo Satoru."

He said, handing over a handful of white plums in his hand.

"Mr. Gojo."

"Just call me to understand."

Xie Huamei took the flower and took a deep sniff.

"It smells good."

"There are plum blossoms at the door every day these days. I thought it was a wild cat from somewhere... I said how can a wild cat pick plum blossoms."

The girl laughed to herself.

"So, Mr. Wu is looking for me for something?"

"Well...it's nothing."

Just wanted to see you?

Gojo Satoru handed over the bag in his hand, which contained clogs and foot bags, "It's cold, it's not good for a girl to go barefoot."

Seeing that Xie Huamei didn't move while holding the bag, Gojo Satoru recalled what she could accept: "A tribute to you?"

The girl looked up at him.

"I have never received such a good thing."

Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, and finally put his hand on her head and rubbed it.

"It will be better in the future."

Although a little surprised at first, Xiao Xiaomei quickly accepted it, and she was very happy to see it.

"Do you have time?" Gojo Satoru asked relaxedly, "May I invite you to dinner?"

Probably still a little alert, Xie Huamei hesitated holding the bouquet, "I'm going to the store to study soon..."

"Will Mr. Wu come back in the future? I can go and discuss the time with my mother Sang."

"Okay," Gojo Satoru nodded, "Then see you in a few days."

That being said, in fact, he stayed by Xie Huamei's side all this time, but no one could find him.

A few days later, Xiao Xiaomei caught the big wild cat again.

"Mr. Wu—"

The girl jumped for joy when she saw him, her blue eyes sparkling.

"Is this afternoon okay? Mommy Sang said that I can have a rest this afternoon."

"of course."

The girl had never been to places other than Flower Street, and she stepped on the stone road with her clogged feet, looking around curiously.

I wanted to try something delicious when I saw it, but I didn't say it.

After ordering a bunch of things at the restaurant, he asked again.

"Can you take some back home, Mr. Wu?"

"My brother may not have had dinner yet, I think..."

"Okay," Wujo Wudao said, "Then let's pack it up and take it home, and eat it with my brother?"

"Ok!"

On the way back, Gojo Satoru also bought a charcoal brazier and a pile of charcoal, which were one of the few heating tools in this era.Put it on the side, the food will not cool too fast.

This is the first time Gojo Satoru has entered Xie Huamei's former home.

There is only one room, whether it is sleeping or daily living.The house is bare, but it is still clean. It should be that girls often clean it.

There was a broken glass bottle picked up on the stove, filled with clean water, and the plum blossom branch he gave was inserted in it, and the cool and delicate fragrance wafted all over the room.

Xie Huamei straightened her clothes, and sat down beside the brazier with a serious posture.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Wu doesn't seem to have asked my name yet?"

Ah oops, didn't notice this detail.

The adult spoke with ease: "I heard them call you 'Baimei'."

"Xie Huamei, my name."

The girl paused, and then said: "Actually, this name is not very good... My brother said it came from the syphilis that killed my mother."

Xie Huamei wasn't in any sad mood when she said this.The memory of her childhood has been blurred, she only remembers that her mother would beat her, and only her elder brother would stand up to protect her.

"Not."

The five Wudao sat upright, with one leg flat and the other bent, with their hands on their knees.He raised his index finger and pointed to the plum blossoms in the bottle.

"I think your name comes from plum blossom, don't you think Baimei is more suitable for you?"

The girl blinked a little ignorantly.

"...That's it."

……

Not long after, the prostitute Taro came back.

"Who is this guy?"

The boy with the scythe looked like a spiked hedgehog, looking at the uninvited guest in the room unkindly.

Instead, Xie Huamei enthusiastically pulled him over and sat down.

"This is Mr. Gojo Satoru, brother. He gave me the plum blossoms and clogs before."

Hearing this, the prostitute Taro's face softened a little, but he still hasn't let down his vigilance.

"Don't trust others too easily, Mei."

He glanced over the bag on the ground.

"these are……"

"Mr. Wu went shopping with me."

"Not poisoned, are you?"

"elder brother!"

Gojo Satoru didn't mind at all, instead he laughed and reached out to unpack the package, "If you're worried, I can eat with you."

Maybe it was because he was hungry, and it was the first time he saw so many delicacies, and he didn't feel any malice from Gojo Satoru, and he had a younger sister, so the prostitute Taro finally started to eat slowly.

Halfway through eating, he stared at Gojo Satoru, and suddenly asked, "Do you want my sister?"

what……

This is really a difficult question to answer.

Xie Huamei stuffed a piece of sushi into the mouth of the prostitute Taro, blocking his words.

"Brother, this is delicious, eat more."

"Well--"

The prostitute Taro swallowed the sushi in a few mouthfuls, but he didn't bother with the question just now, but his eyes didn't move away from Gojo Satoru.

"I see that the clothes you are wearing are pretty good. Your skin is smooth and you are tall. You must be living a good life..."

"What are you doing in such a poor place?"

Gojo Satoru: "Well... I'm actually a tourist, just passing by."

The prostitute Taro was skeptical and muttered a few words.

"I knew it--"

"That's the way the guys on the street are, no one wants to help us at all."

Maybe you should go out and see the world?

But it is inevitable that there is a little self-righteousness in saying this, and the mature people's teacher did not speak.

After a meal, coupled with the casual kindness of Gojo Satoru, the prostitute Taro reluctantly let go of his guard, but he was still complaining in confusion.

"What kind of tourist would travel to this kind of place...to experience the customs and customs..."

"Mr. Wu."

Xie Huamei next to her suddenly spoke.

"How about I play the shamisen for you?"

The prostitute Taro turned his head: "Huh??"

How can there be such a thing at home?

As if guessing what he was thinking, Xie Huamei winked at him playfully, "Go to the store and take it out quietly, and put it back after playing, no one will find out."

The prostitute Taro struggled for a while, but in the end he still couldn't bear to stop his sister, and pressed his knees to get up.

"Then I too—"

Xie Huamei pressed his shoulder.

"Brother, just stay at home and have a good rest. It's been a day of work."

"It'll be fine, Mr. Wu is still here."

Taro the prostitute: "..."

Wow, how long has it been since you said something like this?

Is my sister about to be kidnapped?

Finally, the prostitute Taro turned his head and let out a "tss".

He didn't admit that he was a little sour.

Follow quietly to have a look.

……

After sneaking out holding the shamisen, the girl realized a problem, and her whole face was wrinkled together.

"Mr. Wu, we need to find a place where no one is around..."

But if you run too far and for too long, you may be discovered by the people in the store.

"Well... I have a way."

Gojo Satoru spoke.After the girl looked over, he reached out to her, "Mind if I give you a hug?"

Xie Huamei shook her head and put her hand in his palm.

Gojo Satoru picked her up and let her sit on his arm.In the next second, the figures of the two disappeared from the darkness.

The prostitute Taro who was watching secretly widened his eyes: Where is my sister?What about my older sister? ? ?

……

The place Gojo Satoru chose was the top of a small hill with an open view, where he could see the candlelight in the city.The night sky was clear, with stars twinkling overhead.

He put the man on a large rock that was blown clean by the wind.The girl was still immersed in the teleportation and did not recover.

"Wow, that's awesome."

The temperature on the winter night mountain was relatively low, Gojo Satoru took off his coat and put it on her shoulders, adjusted the neckline again, and then sat down beside her.

"Play it."

Xie Huamei plucked the ivory strings with one hand and stroked them with the other. Her piano skills are superb, and she is also one of the best in the shop.

A few silk and bamboo sounds came out, harmonizing with the starry sky, and it was extraordinarily quiet.

... with strands of sadness that seem to be nothing.

Not really sad, but the usual melancholy in string music.

The usually talkative and laughing man kept silent, resting his chin with one hand, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

...Even if it's the strongest, it's okay to relax and enjoy like this once in a while.

After realizing that it had been quiet for a while, he turned his head and met Xie Huamei's eyes.

"It sounds great."

The girl who got the compliment happily played several more songs.

"This is my gift to Mr. Wu."

Finally she put down the shamisen and said so.

Gojo Satoru: "A gift..."

"But I want one more present—can May answer a question for me?"

"Huh? Yes."

Gojo Satoru got down from the stone, Maomao squatted in front of her, unwrapped the bandage around her eyes, stared at her and asked.

"—Am I your type?"

The galaxy is reflected in the pupils of the sky.

Those eyes gave Xie Huamei an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

She suppressed her strange emotions and chose to answer the question first.

"Of course it is."

"Mr. Wu looks very good-looking."

But you were so chic when you left, huh?

"I think so~"

With his affirmation, the big cat raised the corners of its mouth proudly.

Noticing the girl's gaze, he took the initiative and said, "Do you want to touch it? It's fine."

He didn't realize until he said the words: Ah, it's the same as that time.

Xie Huamei moved forward and stretched out her hand.

It was the same as back then, the fingertips of the other party just rested on the position of his upper eyelid, and touched it carefully.

Xiao Xiaomei's hands are not as delicate as when she was in high school, because she has practiced shamisen all the year round, and her fingertips still have a thin layer of calluses.

"I thought Mr. Wu's eyes were injured... I saw you were bandaged before."

"But Mr. Wu seems to be able to see it. I'm a little surprised... But it seems impolite to ask Mr. Wu directly."

"it's okay."

Gojo Satoru explained: "My eyes are special."

The fact is - he took off the blindfold to see someone's photo, and then the ghost lamp appeared, and the time travel was very sudden, he forgot to take the blindfold... There is no blindfold in this era, so he can only buy a bandage to make a living Well, it's the same shape as last year.

Gojo Satoru held out his hand.

"Let's go back."

Xie Huamei nodded.

From this point of view, Mei's life was very poor when she was a child, but with her elder brother, she seemed to be able to support her.

...I'm a little envious, that brother.

a little.

Did something bad happen afterwards?

Gojo Satoru guessed.

A few days later, before he left, the fate-changing thing happened——

The samurai at the head of Yue Dai fell in love with Mei, and came to the store several times to chat with her, listen to her play the zither, and later gave her a plum blossom hairpin.

...I have the nerve to take out such poorly crafted things.

Gojo Satoru pouted.

The samurai also had a relatively high social status in this era.Holding a long sword that can kill people at any time, some warriors become arrogant and defiant.

"Mei is very beautiful, unlike your dirty and ugly brother."

"You hate him too, don't you? It's all his fault for dragging you down."

"Would you like to come with me, don't worry about your dirty brother—"

"..."

Xie Huamei clenched the hairpin tightly with her fingers.

The samurai didn't notice Xie Huamei's emotions, and said to himself, maybe he didn't care what the other party thought.

"I heard that your brother is very cruel. He bites people everywhere like a mad dog. This kind of guy is scum. It would be better if he died. It's better to disappear quietly like a stinky mouse on the street."

"Why don't I let someone-ah-!!!"

The samurai let out a cry of pain.

Mei stabbed his left eye with a hairpin.

The samurai fell to the ground, covering his eyes with his left hand, and blood flowed from between his fingers and onto the tatami.

Xie Huamei leaned against the wall, panting heavily, her chest heaving.

Anger made her blue eyes turn cold.

Then she bypassed the samurai and rushed out the door, fleeing back from the shop.

Back home, Xie Huamei didn't mention this matter to her brother, on the surface it looked the same as usual.Although the prostitute Taro noticed something strange, but the inquiry was fruitless, so he didn't ask any more.

The next day, the prostitute Taro went on to collect debts.After some hesitation, Xie Huamei went to the store again.

They also have no other way of earning a living.She is already an apprentice in the store, and once she escapes and is found, she will have to pay the store a large amount of compensation.She didn't want to hurt her brother either.

As soon as she entered the store, Xie Huamei was caught by the bustard and the one-eyed warrior.

"doing what?!"

"What are you going to do to me?!"

The girl screamed and struggled.However, the other wandering girls just watched, no one stepped forward.

Xie Huamei's hands were tied behind her back with thick hemp rope, and her legs were also tied.The bustard and the samurai took her to the most remote street, and the samurai threw her into a pit dug long ago, with dry thatch underneath.

"Smelly girl, don't eat the toast and eat the fine wine!"

"How dare you blind me, do you know what it means to a samurai to lose one eye?!"

The hypocritical mask of tenderness was torn off.

The bustard added fuel to the fire.

"Mei can do whatever you want. I'm really sorry. This girl is so rude to the guests. It's probably her brother who led her to ruin her."

"That brother has become more and more cruel recently, causing us a lot of trouble. If possible, I would like to ask you to clean him up too..."

Xie Huamei opened her eyes wide.

They want to kill brother...

"I know, we'll talk about it when he comes back, I'm going to teach this stinky girl a lesson now," the warrior stretched out his hand, "give me the torch."

The bustard left.The samurai approached with torches.

The bright flames reflected in Xie Huamei's eyes.

The girl backed away in horror.

"no, do not want--"

"Brother—brother help, brother!!"

"Brother?" The warrior sneered, "No one will come to rescue you."

Just when the flame was about to touch the thatch.

The gust of wind passed by, and the torch was kicked away by a force, and the whole warrior fell backwards.The torch rolled around on the ground and went out.

who? !

It was impossible to see clearly, like an attack from the air.The next moment, the samurai flew backwards and hit the wooden fence next to him, causing the boards to collapse.

Xie Huamei looked up at the person in front of her, her voice trembling.

"Mr. Wu..."

Gojo Satoru squatted in front of her, the expression on his face completely disappeared, and he no longer had the usual smile. His slender fingers quickly untied the hemp rope, and his tone was heavy.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"........."

Xie Huamei clenched her lips and lowered her eyes, as if trying to calm herself down, but her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and there was a suppressed sob.

"never mind."

Gojo Satoru comforted him softly.

The samurai crawled out of the ruins.

...what just happened?

Seeing the man in front of Xie Huamei, he understood - it must be this guy, how dare he attack him!

He drew his sword and slashed at Wujo Wu's back.

"You bastard!!!"

"Mr. Wu, be careful—"

The samurai's eyes widened.

His blade was only a few centimeters away from the end of Wutiao Wu's hair, and he couldn't cut any further.

The man in front stood up slowly.

Then, another invisible attack.

How could a mere samurai be the opponent of the strongest magician.

To deal with this kind of guy, Gojo Satoru can't even use spells, and can crush the opponent with physical skills alone.In the middle of the body, he hit the warrior's back with an elbow, embedding him into the ground.

Out of the principle of a conjurer and the strongest arrogance, Wujo Satoru would hardly do anything to ordinary people.

However, he is very angry now.

Very, very angry.

He finally knew why the stronger guy was only afraid of flames, more afraid of being like that than basking in the sun.

—Who can withstand the pain of the fire? !

Not to mention infection after a burn.Mei is only 13 years old now, and after being burned like this, she can't survive at all!

Weak girls will only wither helplessly like burned petals.

Dare, dare...

Gojo Satoru's feet intensified, and the black pointed leather shoes stepped on the samurai's wrist, causing the samurai to groan in pain.

The strongest conjurer without a smile, has a kind of aura that is not angry and majestic.

Xie Huamei got up, stumbled and ran a few steps, threw herself on Wutiao Wu's back, grabbed the corner of his clothes with both hands, as if she was completely dependent on him, and called him in a trembling voice.

"Mr. Wu..."

The samurai's eyes were bloodshot, and he was shocked and hurt.

"Who are you, why are you—ah—"

"It doesn't matter who I am," Gojo Satoru said slowly, "Although I'm not interested in swords, I happen to have a friend who is keen on this. What's the name of 'that'... yes, 'Bushido' yes Bar?"

"Isn't it said that bullying unarmed people and sneak attacking from behind are very dishonorable behaviors in Bushido?"

The disqualified warrior who was punctured was so angry that his face turned pale.

"Damn, damn..."

He is no match for this guy at all!

It's like an ant meeting an unshakable mountain.

"Well, but I don't care about those rules and regulations."

"I only care about one thing."

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and looked down at the samurai.

"—Don't do anything to Mei and her brother again."

The soles of the shoes rolled again like a demonstration.It was obviously a coquettish tone, but it sounded like a different kind of indifference to others, with almost innocent cruelty.

"No Xu oh."

The samurai broke out in cold sweat.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

"I will never shoot them again, I will never bother them again, I promise! I promise!"

"Please let me go, please!!!"

"Apologize."

"I'm sorry, May - I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done this to you, and I shouldn't have said something mean to your brother, please forgive me - I beg you to forgive me!!!"

"enough."

Gojo Satoru withdrew his feet.

"Go away."

"Next time, I won't be so easy to talk to...ah, no, no, don't have a next time."

The young man leaned down / leaned over, and raised the corners of his lips.

The bandages were scattered, revealing blue eyes that were frighteningly cold.

"Otherwise, I don't know what I would do."