Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Sunlight poured in from the window, dyeing the dust floating in the old house golden.

"The weather is great."

Eiji Fuguro sighed, trying to flatten the wrinkled kimono.

Little success.

——Well, forget it, at least the white things have been cleaned, even if the clothes are not straight enough, no one in the Wutiao family dares to say anything about him.

Thinking so, Eiji gave up doing futile work and turned to look at Fuheshier.

The black-haired young man was wearing only one piece of his haori, and he was sitting on the vine hammock with no energy, looking a little depressed.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Ying Er walked over and put his cheek on his forehead, "The fever has subsided..."

"...It's all right." The pale-faced Tianhe Juju glanced at him, then lowered his eyes quietly, and said in a low voice, "It's just that his physical strength hasn't recovered yet."

"Sure enough, you did it too much... I shouldn't let you do things like this." Fuhei Yingji said helplessly, lowering his head to gather his clothes for him, "Forget it, anyway, go back with me and change your clothes first."

"Go back?" Fu Heisher suddenly raised his eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Go back to Wutiao's house?"

"That's right." Fuguro Eiji proudly raised a finger and shook it, "I know you may not trust them, but unlike the Chanyuan family, it has already been built into my paradise! As long as I disagree, I will No one will dare to report you!"

Fu Heisher looked at him silently for a while, and didn't know what he was thinking, and stood up without asking anything: "Then let's go."

Fu Heiying was taken aback for a moment: "...you don't want to ask any more questions?"

"There's nothing to ask." The black-haired young man lowered his head and hugged him, and made a muffled voice from his neck, "I'll go wherever you want me to go."

...He's really good at knowing the blow.

Fu Hei Yingji was a little dumb.

Although this kind of words sounded more like self-defeating and giving up everything because of him, he knew that this young man who gave up everything because of him trusted him and could give him everything including his life. Lack of interest in matters involving your own safety.

What a foul.

He lowered his eyes to cover the look in his eyes, and after a while, he smiled cheerfully as usual, and patted Fu Heisher on the back like a coaxing child, "Then let's go!"

The old house, which had witnessed two full days of lingering love, finally saw off the tired couple.

It's just that the one with the taller blue hair suddenly turned his head after walking a certain distance, his deep blue eyes looked like a boundless blizzard, and scanned the place they passed coldly and sharply.

"What's wrong?" asked his lover beside him.

"...No." The young man frowned imperceptibly, and confirmed that the feeling of being spied on just now was just his own illusion, then turned around and smiled again, "Maybe I misread it."

I knocked on the back door of the Gojo House.

A familiar face appeared behind the door, and when he saw me, his eyes lit up: "Master Eiji! You are back!"

I was taken aback: "Why are you here?"

This servant was originally arranged by me to guard the small courtyard where Wutiaowu lived alone, and he came to inform me about Shier's defection from the Zenyuan family.

Just why did he show up at the back door now?

Hearing this, the servant looked around to make sure there was no one around, so he approached me and reported in a low voice: "After you left, the young master changed me here."

I made a move.

...that's it.

My little young lord, it seems that he has finally grown some eyes, and is no longer the stupid son of the landlord's family.

After discovering this, instead of being unhappy that my own person was replaced, I felt extremely relieved, raised my hand and patted the servant's shoulder comfortingly: "I see. You did a good job on this matter, Thank you."

The servant suddenly raised his head to look at me, his cheeks flushed instantly, but he realized his impoliteness in the next second, he quickly lowered his head again, and said in a trembling and extremely excited voice:

"This, how can such a small matter deserve your thanks! Not only did I fail to help you, but I was also replaced from my original position. It is not an exaggeration to say that I deserve death!!"

"No, you can play a bigger role now. Look up, I will need you more in the future!"

I smiled and helped this loyal man up, and withdrew my hand in his reaction as if he was about to faint, and pulled Shier out from the corner: "Then I'll go back first, you have to work hard?"

"Ah...! Yes, yes! Please do what you want!!" The servant was so excited that he responded to me in a broken voice, his eyes quickly swept away from Shier and then retracted, as if he hadn't seen anything Turn around and close the door.

After walking a few steps, I can still hear his trembling voice talking to himself: "Master Ying, Mr. Yinger actually came to help me with his own hands...Master Yinger said he needed me...! Really... what a great honor... !!"

"...you are still the same."

Shi Er, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, and looked over with complicated eyes.

I tilted my head: "Huh? What do you mean?"

Shi Er snorted lightly: "Even pretending to be stupid hasn't changed at all."

"Huh? It's too much, why am I pretending to be stupid?" I immediately became dissatisfied, and squeezed his hand towards him, squeezing my five fingers into his fingertips intimately.

Ah, the ears are red, so cute.

"Sometimes I don't know whether to say that you are infinitely charming, or that you are thoughtful and good at manipulating people's hearts..."

The embarrassed young man looked away in embarrassment, and muttered awkwardly, "Obviously you look stupid most of the time, but there are many things that prove that you are actually smart and scary, and your mind is as invisible as an abyss." Seeing the bottom...you actually understand everything, don't you?"

"Hey, hey, you're going too far! I'm usually very smart, okay? Why are you so stupid?!"

I said that I didn't hear the second half of his sentence, so I caught him saying I was stupid and yelled.

At this moment, a middle-aged Wutiao with snow-haired blue eyes walked quickly, took a deep look at Shi Er next to me, and then approached my ear with a stern expression.

After listening to what he said, I didn't speak for a while.

"Eiji?" Shier called me from beside me.

I came back to my senses, glanced at him with a normal face, and quickly smiled: "Let's go, I'll take you to change clothes."

"Master Eiji...!" Gojo, who rushed to report the news, tried to say something anxiously, but fell silent under my gaze.

I didn't say anything more, and left directly with Shier.

During the period, Shi Er tried clumsily to express the meaning of "If you have something to do, go and do it first", but I interrupted it with a smile.

I just took him back to the room to take a shower, found a few clothes I had worn and wrapped them up for him, stuffed some black cards and cash, and agreed to use my blue butterfly to communicate...

In the end, I gave Shi Er a hug, told him to find Kong Shiyu, and then sent him out of Wujo Honzhai.

There is no way, I am afraid that the Buddhist monastery and the Wutiao family will not be very peaceful in the next period of time, it is better to let him, who has nothing to do with it, go to hide and be clean as soon as possible.

After doing all this, I breathed a sigh of relief and came to Gojo Satoru's bedroom alone.

"Little Lord."

I knelt down in the porch and called him, raised my eyes to look at the figure vaguely reflected on the shoji door, and said calmly, "I heard that you are going to attend the birthday party of the son-in-law of the Buddhist monastery?"

The shadow on the door remained motionless, only the boy's voice came: "So what?"

"Not really." I smiled, "It's just that you have always disdained to talk to Zenyuan Naoya before, why did you suddenly decide to go to the appointment this time?"

"Ha...does this have something to do with you?" Gojo Satoru choked me mockingly, his tone was colder than ever before when facing me.

I was silent for a moment, then I bent down and saluted him: "Then, please take me there."

There was a moment of silence in the room, and then there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps.

Gojo Satoru opened the door with a "crash", and Cang Tian Zhi Tong looked at me anxiously.

It's just that after seeing my calm face, the snow-haired boy's expression froze stiffly, and then he shouted almost angrily: "No! How could I take you there?!"

I looked up at him suspiciously: "Why?"

"No reason! — No, because I hate you!!" Gojo Satoru glared at me angrily.

"Then—" I blinked, and calmly pointed out the loophole in his inconsistency between words and deeds, "Why did you rush out in such a hurry after I was silent just now?"

"I'm not afraid that you will be sad...!" The boy's self-confessed words came to an abrupt end under my gaze.

His fair cheeks flushed instantly, his blue eyes flashed with annoyance, and finally he stared at me angrily: "——you didn't feel anything at all! That's good, I don't want you to follow me anymore! Anyway, I'm not important to you at all, insignificant!!"

With a loud "bang", the shoji door slammed down in front of my eyes, the buzzing sound of the door frame hitting and the boy's crying voice echoed in the air together.

I knelt on the spot without saying a word for a long time, making sure that Gojo Satoru would not open the door because of soft-heartedness, and then slowly stood up while supporting the floor.

Yay, the effect is even better than expected.

As I thought about it in my heart, a slightly wry smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

——As early as when I refused Wujo Satoru's confession and told him that I would never fall in love with him, I had already anticipated the current situation.

Especially after something happened to the Zenyuan family, I walked away from Gojo Wu without any hesitation—in this way, I almost told him with drums and gongs that I had a close relationship with someone from the Zenyuan family, and this person was basically sure to be The deserted Buddhist monastery Shier.

Ah, now it's Volheshel.

I am not worried that Gojo Satoru will deal with Shier, not only because the two people have nothing to do with each other, but also because my little master is more arrogant than anyone in the world, and he has been living in the ivory tower, some kind of Very naive in the sense.

On the premise that I have clearly told him that my feelings for him are only subject to the king, and there will never be any change, the boy who has been so mercilessly rejected by the person who has always spoiled himself will not even bother to deal with it Shier, he will only try his best to...

push me away.

In this regard, Shi Er is completely opposite to him.

My insecure little leopard, who has never known what it feels like to be pampered, will only do whatever it takes to cling to me tightly.If I know who wants to destroy my relationship with him, this ferocious cheetah that only restrains its minions in front of me will probably kill that person desperately.

Even if he is rejected, Shier, who is struggling to survive in the quagmire, will not give up, and will only catch up more difficultly.

And Gojo Satoru...will become like an abandoned cat owner who will never look at his former owner again.

No matter how heartbroken and sad he is, the young man with a heart higher than the sky and a strong self-esteem will never compromise with the hateful guy who rejected him.

He will gradually break away from my influence, grow vigorously and recklessly against the wind of freedom, and eventually grow into the [strongest] that no one can match.

During this process—to be precise, starting from today—I will also withdraw from his life, stand quietly watching him from the outside, and remove all obstacles for him before he fully grows up, until he is no longer need me.

Just like a flower and a gardener, I will carefully fertilize, water, and remove insects for the tender and fragile flower buds. Even if I exhaust my efforts, I will let it bloom the most delicate and beautiful flowers-and after that, it wants to be picked away It doesn't matter if I want to stay in the flower pot, those things are no longer my concern, it can bloom however it wants, even if it wants to go to heaven, I won't stop it.

The only thing I care about is the process of it blooming.

So in order for Wujo Wujo to bloom the most beautiful flowers, I will not only protect him, but also let him endure enough hardships to get rid of the influence of the perverted gardener who wants to control—ah yes, this is talking about me.

Did I say that I am a person who sacrifices everything in order to achieve my goal, and I can even plot and persecute myself? --ah?Didn't I say that?Ah ha ha ha that's really bad, but don't you know it now!

Well, from this point of view, there is still a big difference between guarding the dead and guarding the living. After all, if the object of guarding is replaced by the [most cherished thing] in my heart, then I will not spend so much detours If you don't think about it, just do it according to your own ideas.

Anyway, it won't suddenly grow a mouth to confess to me.

All in all, I firmly believe that the [strongest] who will be the only leader in the world in the future must never regard a light-hearted person who will "leave" at any time as a spiritual pillar, and who has always been as immature as the stupid son of a landlord's family.

Therefore, when I learned that Gojo Satoru's feelings for me were not only dependent, but also rose to love, this whole plan immediately appeared in my mind.

So far, the results are outstanding.

From now on, you only need to stay away from my little master a little bit, and carefully protect him before he masters the reversal of the spell and opens it without a lower limit all day long...

I went back to my room, leaned against the paper door and slowly slid down to the ground, my eyes lingering aimlessly in mid-air.

... so quiet.

It seems that I have returned to the days before I came to Wujo's house, the days when life had no goals and pursuits.

The emptiness in my heart became clear again.

If I didn't want to stay away from him for Wujo Satoru's growth, then we should now——

No, hold on tight.

I quickly closed my eyes, ordering myself to stop thinking more emotionally than rationally.

I have always believed that even my own feelings can sometimes become a hindrance.In order for [The Most Precious Thing] to become better, this kind of thing must be controlled and eliminated.

That’s right, for Gojo Satoru, for the [Return] whose name I still don’t know, I have to think about everything, and I have to be more accurate than anyone else.

... Satoru will be very sad.And Shir too.

Haha, maybe I will go to hell one day.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help smiling, and looked up at the darkening sky outside the window, my eyes were clear.

Even so it's okay.

I'll be rational, cold, and ruthless like a machine, but—

My driving force is love.