Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Some time later, at the birth banquet held by the Chanyuan family for the son-in-law, Wujo Wu's arrival caused a commotion.

Liuyanzi is well-known in the entire magic world, but because the Gotiao family protects him so well that almost no one has seen his true face, it makes him more mysterious and noble in the hearts of everyone.

At least Zenyuan Naoya is completely incomparable with him.

What's more, a few days ago, because of the "that incident" that everyone knew, the Zenyuan family had been seen all the jokes, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the family is empty now.

However, Liuyanzi, who never went out, sold them a great deal of face, and people couldn't help being jealous of the good luck of the Chanyuan family.

The above is the general thinking of outsiders, even most of the conjurers in the Zen Academy.

However, in reality, Naoya of the Zen Academy is probably the only one who knows the reason for Gojo Satoru's sudden visit.

——Because he saw it with his own eyes, Eiji Fuhei brought Zenyuan Shier into the Gojo home.

The banquet is half over.

Wutiao Wu, who was invited into the bamboo curtain as a respected guest, moved his eyes slightly, and suddenly his lips curled into a cold arc: "Master Naozai is really a busy person, he just left the guests on the banquet, and I didn't see him for a long time silhouette."

"... Then I'm really sorry, Wu-jun."

The blond boy who appeared behind him twitched the corners of his mouth. It was extremely rare that he didn't explode on the spot because of such unkind words, but just sat on the tatami without looking away.

However, this simple and perfunctory apology made Gojo Wujo turn his head expressionlessly, revealing a pair of eyes without a trace of emotion behind the sunglasses, as if looking at ants.

"Who do you think you are?—Don't call me by my name so familiarly, scum."

--Difficulty breathing.

Zenyuan Naoya's pupils constricted, and at that moment he froze on the spot completely immobile, and truly felt the meaning of "Son of God".

It was an oppressive feeling so intense that it made the heart ache.

Gojo Satoru's mantra power, Gojo Satoru's gaze, and even Gojo Satoru's voice, all of them formed a mountain-like pressure, which made his back soaked in cold sweat in the blink of an eye, and his back could hardly straighten. Want to crawl on the ground.

This is Six Eyes.

This is five enlightenment.

On the other hand, Gojo Satoru saw through Naoya Zenyuan at a glance, and couldn't help feeling even more depressed.

He's just a spineless and self-righteous incompetent.Not as good as Ying Er at all——

... Tsk.

The name that suddenly flashed into his mind made the snow-haired boy's complexion even worse. He threw down the glass of juice irritably, and said impatiently: "Forget it, I didn't come here today to be your friend."

The huge oppressive force dissipated, Chanyuan Naoya subconsciously took a few deep breaths, then reacted suddenly, and immediately clenched his teeth in humiliation.

To be so arrogant...to ignore him so much...! !

The blond boy gritted his back molars, but he didn't dare to look up at the culprit directly. He just lowered his head with a look of resentment, and fiercely clenched the clothes on his thighs.

But at the same time, the IQ, politeness and desire to survive that only flashed in front of a strong enemy made him desperately put back these dissatisfaction.

Because he is well aware of the difference between himself and Gojo Satoru.

As the core child of the family, he is just the "young master" who has the right to compete for that position, while Gojo Satoru is a well-deserved "young master".

Not to mention that after Shi Er's defection, the Chanyuan family has been reduced to the laughing stock of the entire magic world.

And all of this—the ridicule and sneer he suffered, the embarrassment and shame that almost no one attended the banquet—is all thanks to Fu Heiyingji! !

He had already sworn in his heart that even if he set up a bondage, he would never make that man feel better! !

"Gojo-kun came here for Fuguro Eiji."

Thinking of the Zenyuan Naoya here, who could no longer suppress himself, he spoke first with a smile on his face.

Gojo Satoru paused: "...Fu Hei?"

"Why, don't you know?" Zhuzhu, who never remembers eating or beating pigs, immediately forgot how embarrassing he was that he couldn't even catch his breath just now, raised his brows in embarrassment, and smiled maliciously, "It seems that he There are many things that are hidden from you, Gojo-kun."

Wujo Wujo looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes were colder than ice.

That made Chanyuan Naoya subconsciously silence, and under such gaze, he was so nervous that his throat became dry after a while.

Finally, the snow-haired boy, whose eyes were so sharp that he couldn't look directly at him, said loftily, "He used to work in the Zen Academy."

Zenyuan Naoya's mouth moved.

"It's your instructor."

Zenyuan Naoya suffocated for breath.

"His current lover... is Zenyuan Shier."

"..."

Zenyuan Naoya began to sweat again.

In a few words, he guessed what Naoya was going to say. The snow-haired boy who was so sensitive that it made people chill was silent for a while, and suddenly let out a sharp sneer.

"Your monastery is full of talents."

After confirming the news he didn't want to hear, Gojo Satoru, who was in a bad mood for a moment, stood up suddenly, his whole body was covered with terrible low air pressure, and his eyes covered with frost and snow seemed to blow a dark hurricane.

"Since he likes the sky and the curse so much... then I'll make him happy!!"

The young, energetic and proud Shenzi gritted his teeth and squeezed out a curse-like angry whisper from between his teeth. The hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched, and even the knuckles were white due to too much force. .

...To fulfill Fu Hei Ying Er and Zen Yuan Shi Er? !

Zenyuan Naoya widened his eyes after hearing these words clearly, and immediately looked at him in disbelief, and said without thinking: "How can this be done?! Gojo-kun, don't you want to take revenge on Fuguro Eiji—hmm !!"

Sudden scarlet sweetness welled up in his throat, Chanyuan Naoya suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, covered his mouth and looked at the blood dripping from his fingers onto the tatami in shock.

No, this is the backlash of restraint...!

"It seems that you have bonded with others, and you must not take that guy's idea."

Gojo Satoru stood in front of him and looked down at him, and his six eyes swept over him indifferently, "Is it the Chanyuan Shier who forced you to stand up? It's a bit different from the usual restraint, and I'm afraid it won't kill you. But I advise you to do it anyway." Save some effort, lest you lose too much blood and die after a while."

After saying these words, he bypassed the boy who was vomiting blood, and walked out the door indifferently.

"Wait, cough, cough, cough...! Wait... Gojo Satoru!!"

Naoya, whose chin was covered with blood and saliva, and even his front was stained with blood, struggled to catch him, but Gojo Satoru seemed not to hear him, and continued to walk out with gloomy eyes.

"Wait...!" Chanyuan Naoya lay on the ground and stretched out his hand to him with all his strength. For a moment, many emotions such as resentment, resentment, and regret flashed in his eyes, but in the end, he stayed in the viciousness of revenge at all costs.

"Fuguro Eiji is an alpha of S rank!!"

Extremely abrupt, he yelled out that secret that must never be told.

The blood-vomiting boy stared at Gojo Satoru who suddenly froze in his footsteps, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened to the ears, revealing a crazily twisted arc.

"He can make anyone conceive his child, and he is also a perfect match for an S-level omega, a one-in-a-million alpha! He should be yours by nature, Gojo-kun!!"

The blood-smeared teenager squirmed forward, his bloody hands tightly grasping Wu Tiaowu's trousers, leaving a shocking bloody handprint on it.

"Are you really willing to just give him up to someone else... Gojo Satoru?"

Fuguro Eiji heard footsteps.

He stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at the person coming, and unexpectedly found that it was Gojo Satoru who hadn't shown his face for a long time.

"Young master?" The young man called out in surprise, and then he reacted, turned around and bowed in a dignified way, and raised his head with a heart-warming doting smile, "What's the matter with you?"

Gojo Satoru looked at him with a pale face, then shifted his gaze to look at the luggage at his feet.

"...Where are you going?" The boy's lips twitched.

Fuguro Eiji smiled naturally: "Now you no longer need me, so I think it's time to leave—"

"Bullshit!!"

A roar interrupted him suddenly, Fu Hei Yinger was slightly taken aback, and looked up at the furious young man: "But you said last time—"

"I don't care what I said, anyway, you'd better forget about the stupid idea of ​​leaving me!!" Gojo Satoru waved his sleeve fiercely, his blue eyes glared at him angrily, but the corners of his eyes were faintly watering Guang, "You are my property, you are not allowed to go anywhere without my permission!!"

what?

...Why did the kid suddenly start talking like that again?

Fu Heiying frowned imperceptibly, and leaned forward trying to communicate with the young man: "But the young master—"

"No but! Didn't you even listen to my order?!" Gojo Satoru interrupted him roughly, turned around and stepped on the floor vigorously and left, "I'm going to go to the Chanyuan's house next. Exchange and study, pack up and go with me!"

"Huh?!" Fu Hei Ying Er's eyes widened in shock, and Lian hurriedly got up to catch up, "Young master——"

His footsteps stopped abruptly by the door, he stared dumbly at the empty corridor, and frowned in puzzlement.

The next day, Fu Heisher received the blue butterfly that his lover used to send messages.

He stared silently at the fragile creature that lightly landed on his finger. After a long time, he finally clicked its wings and listened to the message saved by Fuguro Eiji with his spell power.

The originally unclear mood also became more cloudy in the process.

"Go to the Chanyuan house...."

Then, he can't go with him anyway.

The black-haired young man who was muttering lowered his eyes, and the aura around him dropped down visibly to the naked eye, a bit like a little black panther that hadn't eaten meat, looking inexplicably pitiful.

But that guy is a little too nice to the young master of the Wutiao family, right? !It's just obedience, isn't it?

...He said it himself when he clearly wanted to meet.

Feeling subtle dissatisfaction, Fu Heisher raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch his lower abdomen, but in the end he clicked his tongue hypocritically, and touched the back of his neck irritably.

——In the end, the news was passed on with butterflies.

Although……

Fu Heisher closed his eyes, and the scene before leaving the old house seemed to appear in front of his eyes——

【"...a child."】

The blue-haired youth repeated his words in a young voice, his expression was inexplicably difficult to distinguish.

Fu Heisher nodded, with a tone of uneasiness that he tried to hide and a deliberate indifference in his tone: 【"What do you think?"】

Fuhei Yingji was silent.

After a while, he stood up under Shier's focused gaze, turning his head to avoid his sight.

【"But I don't want children, Shir."】At that time, he said in a whisper.

——Fu Heisher suddenly opened his eyes, took a few deep breaths a few times, and managed to suppress the soreness in his heart.

He watched the butterflies flying away under the scorching sun, bit his lips tightly and remained silent for a while, then looked away distractedly.

"Tsk, even if you don't want it anymore, I can't return it now..."

In short.

After letting go of the sky and the curse, I tried my best to calm down my mood.

Anyway, he had told the guy that he would wait at the appointed place.

If he really doesn't want to...

The heart constricted without warning, giving Fu Heisher the illusion that he was about to suffocate.

He shook his head to dispel the uneasiness in Kaixin's head, hesitated again and again, and finally patted his stomach in self-defeating, muttering to himself: "...I will not give birth to the seed of the Buddhist temple. This little brat will be Fuhei ..."

The black-haired young man paused, thinking of something, his downcast eyes concealed the tenderness within his eyes.

"...Fu Heihui."

After a moment.

Under the porch of the Gojo Family House, the snow-haired and blue-eyed Kamito stared at the butterfly on his fingertips. After a long while, he closed his eyes to hide the storm in his eyes, and pointed expressionlessly—

crushed it.

Fuguro Eiji in the room suddenly raised his head.

"My butterfly..."

Crushed?

He narrowed his eyes imperceptibly.

Fuguro Eiji's butterfly is a special butterfly bred by spells and spells, and has unique abilities like a psychic beast.

Generally speaking, when Blue Butterfly acts as a messenger, except for Eiji who is the master, only the contacted person can see it.

But now, this butterfly has been destroyed.

Fuguro Eiji is sure that Shir will not kill the little messenger of their love for no reason.

Then the only ones in the magic world who can see his butterflies——

The sound of the door being opened suddenly came, followed by the young man pretending to be cold and mocking: "Why are you still in a daze? It's almost time to go to the Zenyuan's house. Is your memory so bad that you can't even remember such things?" ?”

Hearing this, Fu Hei Ying Er looked at Gojo Satoru at the door, but he didn't immediately answer his little master as usual, but looked at his eyes first, and then at his fingers.

Gojo Satoru looked at him expressionlessly, without showing any flaws on his face: "What are you looking at?"

"...No." Fu Hei Yinger paused, then smiled silently, "Nothing."

——Except for Fuguro Eiji himself, no one knows that he can sense the state of the butterfly with his own magic power.

Only he himself knows that once the butterfly is destroyed, he will instantly know the content of the transmitted message.

"..."

In the shadow where the sun can't reach, the blue-haired young man sat on the spot with an indistinguishable expression, and said something softly in a voice that only he could hear.

"What are you doing?"

Gojo Satoru, who had been watching him, frowned slightly.

Fu Hei Yinger came back to his senses, smiled lightly and shook his head: "No, it's nothing. I'll come right away."

He got up and quickly followed Gojo Satoru, staring at his seemingly flawless side face from behind, and suddenly lowered his eyes and let out a soft breath.

Butterfly……

It was destroyed.

... What kind of surprises can this cute little substitute of his bring him?