Sente Eiji's Black Friday

I had a fight with the Zhibi people.

Yes, you read that right, during the so-called "adult time", Zhipiren and I had a real fight, not day and night.

——Although I consider myself a cruel person, when necessary, I can give up everything for [the most precious thing] without hesitation, or become the dirtiest executioner, but I am by no means a contemptuous person Life, people who make fun of life.

It's like Lin at the beginning—that girl whose name is very strange, but every time I think of it, it makes my throat choke.

The [curse] of those who died because of me echoed in my ears day and night, reminding me of the [sin] I must bear.

I have nothing to wash off and don't want to wash off.

Therefore, even if my emotions and body are out of control due to an accident, I will never indulge myself to be controlled by desire. I will vent it with a man who already has deep feelings for me, let alone let him create innocent. life.

Not even if that was what he wanted.

——Because a pure white and flawless child should be born with the love of both parents as a matter of course.

As for whether the Zhipi people will win the bid in one go?Ha, there is no need to think about this question at all - S-level omega has an unparalleled talent in "conception", and the probability of getting into the soul is infinitely close to 100%.

So the reason why I got into a serious fight with Naobi Rendong is obvious——

When I was a "beta", I was his bodyguard and his son Naoya's teacher, and my relationship with him was not made public, so even if I didn't do anything, he would consciously take contraceptive measures;

But now he already knows that I am an alpha, and it is obvious that I am an S-level nonsense, just like I immediately knew that Naoya was an S-level omega, which omega would not be able to smell which level the alpha pheromone is!This is an instinct engraved in the genes!

Not to mention my strength is obvious to all, he——no, the entire Chanyuan family will be a ghost if they let me go! !

All in all, Zhipi people want to tie me forever, it is best for me to give him a permanent mark immediately, and let him conceive a child once again;

But I desperately resisted all this, not only building an airtight cage to lock the leaked pheromones to keep the secret of my gender, but also planning to knock him out, the strongest and fastest man in the Zen Academy, Just fly away.

Both of us have our own insistence, and it is impossible for anyone to convince the other, so we were in a daze like this.

Fortunately, the combination of strength and gender advantage made me the final winner of this battle.

After a long time, in a messy sea of ​​trees, I was leaning against a tree root panting, shaking my fingertips and injecting myself with three inhibitors in one go, only then did I finally feel my chaotic brain clear up.

Not far from my feet, Zhibi was lying there covered in cuts and bruises, with a few purple butterflies on his body.

It was a butterfly with paralyzing poison. Because of its dim color, it could be well concealed in a dark environment, achieving an unexpected effect.

My butterflies have many colors, and their wings can produce secretions for different purposes. After burning with my mana, the secretions can be turned into phosphorous powder and sprinkled to fight against enemies or treat them.

Before, I used black butterflies to deal with the curse spirits. Their phosphorous powder would kill them instantly. It is a poison that even I have no antidote for.

The red butterfly is less poisonous than the black butterfly, the purple butterfly is used to paralyze, and the phosphorous powder of the blue butterfly is a healing medicine, and it is the only non-toxic butterfly among all my butterflies.

After I calmed down, I held my nose and walked over to the immobile Zhipiren, and injected him with the inhibitor.

Although his climax period has passed, but the pheromones of my gender are so powerful, making him estrus is as simple as breathing.

While I was doing this, more than a dozen vines waved desperately behind me as if they were alive, quickly clearing the remaining pheromones in the air.

I squatted next to Naoya, and seeing his eyes become clear with my own eyes, I asked angrily, "What's going on with Naoya's body?"

Zhipiren raised his eyelids and gave me a weak look, with physiological tears in the corners of his eyes.

I hesitated, raised my other hand, and gently wiped away his tears.

Zhibi was taken aback for a moment, and then pulled the corners of his lips bitterly: "You are always like this. You are obviously cold in your bones, but you always do things that are misunderstood."

"...Sorry." I lowered my voice, and then asked again: "What's going on with Naoya's body?"

Zhibi closed his eyes weakly, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "...because he is the child born of the union of two consecutive generations of S-level ao."

It turned out to be the case.

I raised my eyebrows knowingly.

Because the part of the gene that controls reproduction is too domineering, Naoya directly skipped the step of differentiation, and was born the top omega that is most suitable for conception.

For people in [this world], this is actually a very enviable thing.

I said why is that brat so little, he looks like a proud little rooster every day.

It's just that I, who didn't know about it at all, was caught off guard and almost overturned the car.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh: "You've kept the news to yourself, even I don't want to tell it."

The Zhibi people did not answer me.

He was silent for a while, then suddenly said softly: "But you never told me that you are actually an alpha—"

"Hey, hey, these two things are not of the same nature at all, don't use them to blackmail me!" I immediately interrupted him dissatisfied, "If I told you that I am an alpha, and my level is still S-level, you would have already Closed my little black room when I was still weak! Do you think I'm stupid?"

Zhibi was suspiciously silent for a while, and then changed the subject even more suspiciously: "How did you pretend to be a beta?"

Haha, I know you dare not answer.

I sneered, too lazy to bother with him, seeing that the pheromones were almost gone, I let go of my nose and sat down next to him, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Don't look at me like this, I am still very confident in pharmacology and medical ninjutsu, after all, I have a long history of family education."

"Medical...ninjutsu? Do you mean medical skills?"

Zhipi people are completely used to my habit of popping out unfamiliar words from time to time, and automatically find reasonable meanings to replace them.

He looked at me with some confusion: "But aren't your parents ordinary office workers? Where is there any family education?"

I said deeply: "I'm afraid you won't believe me when I tell you, but my real surname is not Fu Hei, and my parents are not the parents you know. Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"..."

The corner of Zhibiren's mouth twitched, "I always thought you would only use spells to perform random treatments."

Good guy, just ignore it?More ruthless than Kakashi!

I didn't care too much, I laughed and waved my hands: "Who made all of you Chanyuan have a brain hole, just in case, of course I won't reveal my cards easily!"

"...Then why did you expose this time?"

"Hey, no matter how good the medicine is, it can't completely turn me from an alpha into a beta!"

As soon as I mentioned this, I couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Actually, it was foolproof. After all, I only have such a one-day susceptibility period in a month, and it's still the kind that will never cause accidents if I don't inhale S-level pheromones for more than two people-who knew your son would be so special? "

"...The medicine you take is made by yourself?"

"Yes."

"What about the inhibitor just now?"

"I also made it myself. How can there be an S-level alpha inhibitor on the market?"

"..."

Zhibiren looked at me with a complicated expression, and sighed for some reason.

"Eiji, in fact, I've always wanted to ask you—a person like you with such amazing appearance, talent, and mind, why did you agree to my request in the first place?—Don't tell me it's for money, you obviously do it on your own. Can live well!"

What I was about to say was blocked by him, and I couldn't help falling into a moment of silence.

"……I do not know either."

In the end, I can only honestly say, "I can't think of what I really value, and I've been looking for it, but I still can't find it.

"So I may have been living casually. Your appearance made me see another interesting path, so I walked towards you."

"...Is that all?" Zhipiren said softly.

I looked at his pale face, hesitated for a moment, and nodded slowly: "That's all."

Zhibiren looked at me sadly without saying a word, and then shook his head bitterly and relievedly: "No wonder I never touched your heart."

... There is no way, even I don't know where my heart is.

I rubbed my nose, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "So let's stop here."

After a pause, I said from the bottom of my heart, "Thank you for taking care of me for so many years, Zhipiren."

Zhipiren didn't know whether it was ridicule or self-deprecating, he sneered, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have returned to his usual wild and unrestrained look: "Leave if you want to, don't whine about it."

"Hey, let's go!" I responded swiftly, patted his shoulder and stood up, "The poison will clear up by itself in a while, don't worry."

Zhibi pursed his lower lip, and seemed to be annoyed by me, so he simply turned his face to the other side.

I picked up the [sin] stuck on the ground, gave him one last look, and turned to leave.

At this moment, Zhipiren's hoarse voice came from behind again: "Where were your butterflies and inhibitors placed before?"

Oh, in the shadows.

But I can't tell you about this.

I thought this in my heart, and waved my hand without turning my head: "This is [Fu Hei Jun's] technique, you can't tell others casually!"

"... Lord Fuhei?"

Zhipiren murmured and repeated.

I heard the doubt in his tone, but I didn't say anything, and split the tree roots in front of me.

Just a second before I was about to take a step, the person I had known for many years finally said softly behind me: "...I won't tell you about you."

"..."

I paused slightly imperceptibly, and suddenly there was an inexplicable feeling in my heart.

I left the Zenyuan home with all my beard and tail.

No one came out to stop me, because when I walked out from the sea of ​​trees, only Shire and Naoya were in sight.

Considering that Naoya is a natural omega, I didn't approach them as my clothes were still stained with pheromone, but I just took out Shier's magic tool from the shadow - a beautiful three-section stick - and threw it to him from a distance.

Shier caught it and raised his eyes to meet mine.

I smiled at him: "Be stronger, Shier."

"...Ah." Shi Er clenched his three-section cudgel tightly, staring straight at me with some kind of emotion in my eyes that I couldn't understand, "I will become stronger than anyone else, and I will become the person you expect. the kind of man who then—”

He didn't tell me what happened next.

Because Naoya understood our conversation, he suddenly yelled at me with red eyes:

"What do you mean—?! Are you saying that you want to leave?! You, you are an S-level alpha with no background, just a lowly commoner! - Yes, you are just a commoner, Zenyuan family I won’t let you go! Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will catch you back!!”

"Yeah, you're still as cheap as ever, little pig."

Hearing the little man's angry roar, I smiled in a good mood, "It's the end, can't you say something nice?"

"You——!!" Naoya's eyes widened, and for a moment, he seemed to show an expression that I couldn't understand, like regret and panic, and stretched out five fingers to grab me.

But I had already lightly jumped onto the roof next to me, turned around and left without looking back, leaving the men of the Chanyuan family far behind.

The wind in the high place is silent, the only noise is Naoya's crying roar.

"Fuguro Eiji, come back—!"

"You are my teacher, you are my thing—!! You are not allowed to go——!"

"You come back, you come back..."

"do not leave……!!"

I can't hear the words after that.

Well, but if you think about it, you can tell that it must be that little pig scolding me.

It doesn't matter if you don't listen.

"boom--!"

"get up!!"

The curtains were pulled open with a "swish", and the girl's voice sounded deafeningly.

I was awakened by the strong sunlight, covered my eyes in pain and turned over: "Hiss...you can't find a boyfriend if you are always so irritable, Shinobu-chan."

"It's not 'Shinobu', it's 'Haruka'! Please memorize your sister's name, bastard!!"

My cheap sister - Fu Heiyao gnashed her teeth and yelled at me, and started pacing in my room.

"Really, I told you not to be a magician anymore, I'm going to college, I don't need you to support me for a long time... Now it's all right, I exposed my gender to such a powerful and powerful woman." What if they gather the whole family to arrest you?!"

I listened to the girl rambling with unconcealed worry, and I couldn't help sighing again in my heart: Ah, what a gentle and good boy, Ren—cough, Haruka-chan.

Although always angry, but also very cute.

Sure enough, a creature like my sister is a treasure in the world.

"Okay, didn't I say it's okay? Believe in brother."

I sat up crookedly, grabbed my hair and lazily comforted the worrying girl, laughed and changed the subject amidst her dissatisfied complaints, and finally persuaded her after a while.

After she said "get up and eat" and left, I immediately grabbed the phone that had been vibrating non-stop since just now, and asked in a low voice, "how is it outside now?"

""I have inquired carefully. ""Kong Shiyu's serious voice came from the opposite side, ""The Chanyuan family's explanation for this incident is: the super imaginary vengeful spirit sealed in their family--Pu Sangshen broke the seal, causing the son-in-law and many attendants to panic. He contracted a serious illness, but luckily the Patriarch arrived in time to exorcise the curse spirit. ""

"Super-grade mantra spirit blister?"

I immediately wrinkled my face when I heard the words, and complained in a low voice: "Wow, what a narrow-minded man, isn't this trying to trick me?"

""ah?What did you say? ""

"No, nothing. Any other news?"

""The rest is the reaction of other families to this incident, there is nothing to say. ""

"So..." My brows loosened slightly.

Before asking Kong Shiyu to find out the information for me, I also anonymously entrusted several other intelligence dealers last night, and they all gave me similar answers.

It seems that Zhibiren really did not say that I am an S-level alpha, otherwise the reaction from the outside world would not be so flat.

He lied that Naoya and his attendants had been seriously ill by Pao Sangshen, and he probably wanted to take the opportunity to lock them up or get rid of them, so as to achieve the purpose of silence.

...I owe him this time.

Forget it, Pao Sangshen is Pao Sangshen, it's just a curse transformed by the fear of disease, I'll go this trip for the Zhipi people, and replace the matter of "the head of the Buddhist monastery expelling a special curse spirit" Let him sit down.

after this--

"" Fuhei? ... Fuhei? ""

Kong Shiyu's voice interrupted my contemplation, I came back to my senses, and asked in the same voice: "What?"

""Why are you asking me anything?Why are you suddenly silent? ""

"Ah, it's okay, the signal here was a bit bad just now."

"Oh——speaking of which, why did you suddenly break up with the Patriarch of the Zen Academy? "" The intermediary who was too curious asked.

Speaking of the point.

I cleared my throat and said in a serious tone, "It's actually like this: I know a shocking secret of his."

""A shocking secret? ""

"That's right, as long as you know it, you will be silenced."

"" Silence? ! ""Kong Shiyu exclaimed, ""Well, so to speak, the reason why you suddenly changed your number, asked me to find someone to change your sister Jiang's surname, and asked me to pay attention to the news of the Chanyuan family... is because you Being hunted down by them? ! ""

"Exactly. Although their pursuers may not be able to beat me, I advise you not to contact me recently. They can't do anything to me, and it's hard to guarantee that they won't attack people around me."

""What? ! ——Okay, okay, I see! ""

Kong Shiyu's breathing became obviously rapid, and before I could say anything else, he repeatedly promised that he would not take the initiative to contact me again.

I quite believe this, because people like them cherish their lives the most, and as long as I say that, he will definitely keep his mouth shut about me.

After hanging up the phone, I carefully thought about the arrangements for myself and Xiaoyao, and finally felt a little more at ease after making sure that there was nothing I missed.

Although Zhipi promised me that he would not tell it, and he has some credibility with me, I will not fully trust him.

People in the world—especially the Yusanjia in the world of magic—their crazy desire for S-level alpha, no one knows better than me, and Zhibiren was not the only one who knew my secret that day.

You can't be too careful.

After making up my mind, I quickly got up to wash up, then sat down at the dining table with the same smile as usual, and had breakfast while arguing with my cheap sister.

Although she seems to have a bad temper, this child is actually gentle and sensible. Even if I never tell her what I am doing, she has been silently supporting me. Haven't had the slightest complaint.

I've never had anything to do with gentle girls.

——So don't worry, Mr. Fuhei, I will definitely protect my sister sauce for you!

A month later.

The Wutiao family threw away a group of corpses and summoned a new group of magicians.

After a rather harsh selection, more than a dozen people stood out from this group of conjurers and became the new guards of the young master of the Wutiao family.

Among these conjurers, the youngest is a boy with blue hair and blue eyes.

The young man is an orphan, has an unsurnamed name "Eiji", and is good at using long weapons.

His birth technique is "Hidden Shadow", which can hide tangible things in the shadow, and even living things can be hidden if he works hard.

The elder Wu Tiao Falcon, who was in charge of screening the guards, valued his technique the most.

——Four years ago, the declining Gojo family finally had [Six Eyes] again after a thousand years.

They named him "Wu".

The birth of Gojo Satoru was nothing less than an earth-shaking turning point for the Gojo family.

However, when the miracle came, the assassination driven by jealousy, jealousy, money and other motives also followed one after another.

In order to protect the precious Liuyanzi, the Wutiao family tried their best to stop all dangers for Wutiao Wu, but they also lost many people. Today, the Wutiao family has so few people that they have to The point of hiring a magician with a foreign surname.

It's just that the qualifications of the magicians outside are mixed. They are either too weak and useless, or they only care about their own lives in critical moments, and they even run into killers who sneak in from time to time.

All in all, the Wutiao family was very worried about finding a guard for the little god, and even paid a sky-high price of one billion US dollars, just to find a strong and reliable protector for him.

Under such circumstances, the boy Eiji, who was attracted by the employment money ignorantly, came into their field of vision.

After investigation, the young man has a clean background and has lived alone since he was a child. He cannot be an assassin sent by any force.

He is young enough, and has been wandering and helpless, a little brainwashing will give him a dead heart for Gojo Satoru.

The most important thing is that he has a very unexpected life-saving technique, and the matching swift body technique. In a critical situation, he can hide Gojo Satoru in the shadow and escape.

Wutiao Falcon felt that he had found a treasure.

Not only him, but Eiji Fuguro also thought this was a great beginning.

As he expected, the current Wutiao family is extremely short of people and no one is available. The child he has become under the influence of the spell is the most innocent, and it is easy to gain trust and go to the side of [Six Eyes].

At the same time, the intensive assassination made the security system of the Wutiao family extremely perfect. A mansion was so tightly guarded inside and out that not a single fly could fly out, let alone the personal information of the [Six Eyes] personal guards.

He's definitely safer here than anywhere else.

And as long as there is no contact with him, the sister who changed her surname will be fine.

Ah, how perfect!

In this situation where each other is satisfied with each other in their hearts, Gojo Falcon and other elders quickly reached a consensus with the head of the family to focus on observation and training of Fuguro Eiji.

Half a year later, Fuguro Eiji was completely labeled as "harmless" and "usable". Under the leadership of the instructor Gojo Falcon, he saw the legendary "Six Eyes" for the first time.

"Remember, Eiji."

The majestic voice of the old man came from above his head, and a palm pressed heavily on his shoulder, leading him to look at the pure white, beautiful and cold child under the eaves.

"From today onwards, everything about you will belong to 【Wujo Wu】."

"--Yes."

The blue-haired boy nodded obediently, and repeated: "From now on, I will always keep it in my heart—everything about me will belong to..."

The icy pupils like the sky suddenly shot at him.

He was slightly startled.

That doesn't look like a human eye.

The sky and the ice field converged in those eyes. The child who looked at him expressionlessly was obviously still so immature, but seemed to see through his thoughts and soul at a glance. There was no trace of emotion that a human being should have in his eyes full of frost and snow. Bone clear and cold.

But what stunned him was not such a pair of beautiful eyes, but the sudden sense of familiarity at that moment.

... Such a small soft white dumpling always feels a little familiar.

He is so cute.

As the young man thought lovingly, a smile appeared in his eyes when he didn't realize it.

He stared at the immature boy in the distance, and repeated with a light smile: "... everything about me will belong to Gojo Satoru."

The strange boy's voice was as soft as the sound of nature.

The young Shenzi stared at him intently, her pure white snow eyelashes trembling imperceptibly.

"This body doesn't belong to [you], does it?"

This was the first sentence Gojo Satoru said to me.

I was slightly startled, and looked up at him uncontrollably.

The four-year-old Liuyanzi was sitting on the porch, with a small body sitting cross-legged on the futon, a pair of white and powdery feet were exposed under the hunting clothes embroidered with gold thread, and she tilted her head and looked at me expressionlessly.

It was raining heavily at that time, and pink hydrangeas were blooming in the courtyard under the porch. The green leaves were washed clean, falling into Gojo Satoru's eyes, making those blue eyes bright and clear.

He looked at me quietly, saw that I didn't speak, and described what he saw in a quiet voice: "I saw a translucent [you] overlapping with this body that didn't quite fit— —It doesn’t look like a spell, so it’s a soul?”

Even with six eyes, this kind of language is really not like a four-year-old child can speak.

...is a genius.

No, it should be said that "as expected" is a genius?It's white hair after all.

"As expected of you." I recovered from my daze, smiled emotionally, and said lightly, "I have been so smart and sensitive since I was a child."

The snow-haired boy's eyes lit up first, then he frowned, and muttered softly, "Since childhood?"

"What do I really look like? Do I look like this body?" I ignored his doubts and asked enthusiastically.

"It's pretty similar, but taller...and better looking."

Gojo Satoru looked carefully at a place behind me with his penetrating eyes, and suddenly thought of something, looked back into my eyes with puffy face: "What did you call me just now?"

I froze for a moment, and immediately realized my arrogance.

I actually used "you" to address Liuyanzi just now!Damn it, is it because this kind of white hair dumpling makes me feel so familiar and kind?So slack!I plan to stay at Gojo's house forever, if I get hated at the first contact, it will be over!

I immediately lowered my body and apologized respectfully: "I am extremely sorry, please forgive me, young master."

"..."

The boy was silent without saying a word, and I didn't speak any more. I kept my kneeling posture obediently, thinking about how he would react and how I should deal with it.

"...get up."

Fortunately, in the end the boy forgave me sullenly.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but when I straightened up, I found that he was even more unhappy than before. At this moment, there was even... grievance?

What's happening here?How did I mess with him again?

I tentatively called out: "Young master, you...?"

Before I could finish speaking, Gojo Satoru turned his back in anger, leaving only the white back of his head facing me.

This scene is so familiar, I endured it, but I still couldn't help laughing out loud: "You really like to play petty temper, hahaha..."

"You!" The young boy turned back quickly, staring at me with wide eyes in astonishment, his chubby face quickly flushed red with anger, and even raised his voice once, "How dare you laugh at me?!"

"Young Master?" Wu Tiao Falcon, who originally stepped aside to let us be alone, was actually paying attention to the situation, said immediately, "Did something happen?"

Not good.

I noticed the suspicious gaze the old man cast on me, and immediately felt that this time I was really going to suffer.

Damn it, damn it, why on earth did I find the scene of a white dumpling playing a temper tantrum against me so familiar and so amusing!He accidentally laughed out loud! !

Fuguro Eiji, are you stupid! !

Before I could use my brains urgently to deal with the bear's complaint, Gojo Satoru suddenly turned cold: "It's nothing, didn't I tell you to stay away?"

Wutiao Falcon hesitated for a moment, then gave me a warning look, and replied, "Yes."

The old man walked a little further with a group of attendants, almost sticking to the wall of the big courtyard, turning into little sesame seeds.

I blinked my eyes, but still didn't react: "Young master?"

He didn't complain?Why?Naoya would have drowned me in trash talk long ago!

"Hmph...they are all too boring. They only know about danger, caution, and killer all day long, or etiquette, respect, and the glory of the Gojo family...all of them are boring things."

Gojo Satoru complained and made specious explanations, muttering and turning his eyes away from me, "...It's hard to find someone who is interesting and will laugh at me, so don't be disturbed by them."

I opened my eyes slightly, a little surprised that he would help me hide it just because of a smile.

But yes, no matter how talented he is, he is only a four-year-old child, and children will not like lifeless attendants and long-winded old men.

I heard that Gojo Satoru's parents were killed while protecting him. In such a big feudal family, losing his parents at such a young age, and surrounded by people gathered for his eyes, this child must be very lonely Bar.

Yay, it's really cute.

I couldn't help showing a pitiful smile, and Gojo Satoru noticed this smile immediately, he looked at me curiously, his beautiful blue eyes didn't blink: "What are you laughing at now?"

"I think you are very cute." I replied honestly, and by the way, washed myself away from a wave of previous grievances, "The reason why I laughed just now is because you are cute."

Gojo Goku twitched his lips: "Then you still say I'm being petty?"

My tone became more sincere: "I just like kids who play tricks on me." Oh, of course, the exception to Naoya's cheap mouth and beatings is you or Kakashi.

Little Shenzi looked surprised: "Really?"

I nodded very seriously: "Really!"

Gojo Satoru stopped talking.

He stared at me closely, and it took him a while to confirm the authenticity of my words, then suddenly raised the corners of his lips, showing a cute smile that fit his age for the first time.

"No wonder your eyes got so bright when you saw my face—you smile because you really like me, don't you?"

He said with some pride, moved the futon under his buttocks, and took the initiative to lean against me, touching my intimate legs.

"You know, that's why I thought you were different from other people at the first sight! Those boring guys are only afraid to look at me, or they want to curry favor with me because of my six eyes—hmph, think I'm looking at you Won't you come out?"

The snow-haired toddler's airy look was full of vitality, and the indifferent and sacred look just now was gone, with his head raised like a kitten that only wanted to praise.

I was so cute that my mood improved a lot, and I praised him sincerely: "You can see so many things at such a young age!"

"Of course, I'm super good!" The young boy grabbed my sleeve, and his little face was full of pride and satisfaction of being praised.

He stared at me with breathtakingly beautiful eyes, big eyes slowly curved.

"What's your name?"

"Eiji."

"You know, Eiji, you are an empty shell." The little Miko nodded and said in a tone as if explaining the facts.

I was slightly taken aback.

Gojo Satoru raised his arm, pointing at my forehead with his soft fingers, the eyes of the sky seemed to be able to see through everything about me.

"You are an empty shell, your heart is empty, so there is nothing in your eyes."

"But, when you see me, your eyes light up?"

The young boy, who had no idea how amazing what he said, held my face in his small hands, and said in a natural tone unique to [Gojo Satoru]:

"If that's the case, don't you just put me in your heart!"

Put Wujo Satoru into...my heart?

Fuguro Eiji's pupils shrank slightly, and the expression on his face was rarely blank, as if the high wall that blocked his sight was suddenly overturned, and he caught off guard and saw another possibility.

Excellent possibility.

——Living without a goal is painful.

Fuguro Eiji has always known that the real "self" is a person who dedicates everything to "that thing", even if he turns into a Shura who destroys the world, he will not hesitate to do so.

This strong awareness and obsession was deeply engraved in his soul. Once he forgot it, the feeling of emptiness would be as painful as a part of him was gouged out.

Fuguro Eiji knew that he had to find that thing, he had to go back to a place where he could protect "it" and dedicate everything to "it". Only in this way could he get peace of mind and satisfaction from the depths of his soul.

Otherwise, the passion and pride deep in his heart that can burn everything for "it" will never have a place to vent, and his spirit and will, which should be indestructible, will become more tormented and wilted because of this.

Gojo Satoru's proposal made Eiji Fukuro, who for a long time could only stand in place with a heart like a big hole broken, at a loss, not knowing where to go, felt a sense of sudden enlightenment like a divine enlightenment.

That's right, since you can't find what you really cherish now, and you feel so painful about it, then just find yourself a [substitute], wouldn't it be fine?

In this way, his enthusiasm and sense of mission, which has nowhere to rest, and wants to dedicate everything to something and someone, won’t he be able to get a short-term rest and peace? !

"You are really... amazing enough, young master."

The blue-haired boy who had figured out something grinned, his joyful and wild smile was more dazzling than the scorching sun.

"but."

He stared at Miko, who was as beautiful as a puppet, the rain was reflected in his curved eyes, and the color was like two dark deep seas.

"—do you think there is anything special about yourself,