The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

During the more than two hours from Kyoto to Tokyo on the Shinkansen, Naoya took out a novel to pass the time from his shadow as if nothing had happened by taking a seat by the window and under the cover of his figure. ——Since he discovered the storage function of the shadow, he has rarely brought any extra backpacks, and he will place the things he will use in the shadow in advance.

It's just that although the storage function of the shadow is convenient, he doesn't store too much. After all, there are caramel and others living in the shadow. Although he doesn't know how big it is, he still worries that if too many things are put in, it will be too much. It hinders Shikigami's free entry and exit.

With the novel in hand, the originally boring journey became easier to spend, but although Naoya’s eyes still stayed between the lines on the page, his thoughts were wandering, and he thought of other things unknowingly superior.

Although Gojo Satoru has already entered a high school, the search for the guy with sutures has not stopped there, but maybe he was tossed too hard before, since he was escaped by the other party about half a year ago , Even with the help of Noah's Ark and the government, it is difficult to find the trace of the other party. Until now, I don't know where the guy is hiding, and whether he is spying on them secretly, waiting for the next opportunity.

Furthermore, it is Wujo Wu's friends at the high school, Iyuri Nitzi who has a rare reversal technique, and Xia Youjie, who will be named a special magician together with Wujo Wu.

In the past, Naoya was far away in the capital, and only focused on the internal struggles in the Buddhist monastery. His knowledge of these two people was only limited to their names and their spells. If he insisted, his impression of Xia Youjie would be different. It's a little more profound - after all, the other party not only defected and became a curse master, but also released thousands of curse spirits in Tokyo and Kyoto at the same time, just like [Hundred Ghosts Night Walk], driving everyone who saw it to death.

Even a year later, his body, which should have been dead, miraculously "resurrected from the dead" appeared in front of everyone, not only sealing Gojo Satoru, but also turning almost the entire Tokyo into a magic cave where cursed spirits ravaged .

But now, none of this has happened, Xia Youjie has never defected, and his body has not yet been occupied by that group of brains that don't know whether it is a human or a ghost.

It would be great if he could recruit people to the name of the firm, Naoya secretly sighed, and couldn't help thinking in his heart, although he didn't know why the other party defected, and since when was he stared at by that guy... ...At least, if you put people under your nose and watch, you should be able to feel more at ease.

There is also that group of brains who don't know where they are hiding right now, and they have to find and solve them as soon as possible.

Reminiscing that the other party had escaped from Gojo Satoru several times, Naoya's eyes darkened, thinking about whether to let Gojo Satoru throw him directly into his shadow the next time he caught this guy, and hand it over to Caramel and the others deal with.

As long as he enters his shadow, he believes that no matter how many unknown methods the other party has, he will be useless in the end. As time goes by, he will be eaten away by the darkness and nothingness in the shadow bit by bit.

As for now, let's take this opportunity to see what kind of person Xia Youjie is.

Thinking of this, Naoya put down the novel that he could no longer read, closed it, and looked out of the window sideways, and in the distance, some phantoms of tall buildings could be vaguely seen.

Almost to Tokyo.

At the moment when he stepped out of the platform, Naoya looked at the turbulent crowd in front of him, and his eyes flashed for a moment. It has been nearly two years since he stepped into Tokyo last time, and that time he was for Sister Riho Things came and went in a hurry, and he didn't have enough time like now to take a good look at this city that was familiar to him but also a little strange.

However, while Naoya was looking around with a bit of nostalgia, many passers-by around him secretly cast their eyes on Naoya, and even when they walked away, they would turn their heads from time to time, thinking that Look back carefully and quietly, or sigh with friends around you-especially women.

After all, with a head of black and neat broken hair, and an exceptionally handsome face, coupled with that traditional and slightly complicated dark kimono, even though Naoya didn't think much of it, he suddenly appeared in such a crowded station. He still looked extraordinarily eye-catching.

"Hey, did you see that kid in kimono looks so handsome."

"I think it's more cute. After all, his face is so small, it feels like my slap is so big..."

"Haha, why, are you envious?"

"It's a little bit, and his skin is so white, it feels like a butter Daifuku, I really want to poke it."

"Hey, why do you still want to touch a child...But, hey, me too."

Naoya: "..."

The noisy crowd around them diluted the discussion of the other party a lot, but even so, Naoya still heard a lot of similar words from other directions.

Naozai, whose mental age is more than enough to be the grandfather of the other party, didn't say any malicious words about this, so he naturally didn't care too much. He shook his head helplessly and amusedly, then took out his phone and sent Wutiao Wu a text message, Said that he had arrived in Tokyo, and then he hailed a taxi and drove towards the High School of Conjuration.

For the first ten minutes or so in the taxi, Naoya was still waiting for Gojo Satoru to send him a text message to answer, but for some reason, the text messages he sent were like disappearing into the sea, even though almost half an hour had passed, he No reply was displayed on the phone screen.

Are you in class?Naoya thought with some doubts that since Gojo Gojo entered a high school, he had less leisure time every day, and sometimes he would not reply to his text messages for a long time like now, so Naoya thought for a while, and then stopped Going to check the mailbox of the mobile phone, he put the mobile phone back into his inner pocket, planning to take a short nap while taking advantage of the remaining time on the road.

Because the campus of the Tokyo Conjuration College was built in a remote suburban area, in the scenery outside the car window, the green trees and green hills are becoming more and more luxuriant with the passage of time. Naoya unknowingly relaxed Naoya's tired energy due to sitting on the Shinkansen for a long time, feeling the coolness from the gap in the car window, Naoya could feel his eyelids gradually sliding down due to the heavy, Until he was completely pulled into a shallow sleepiness.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Naoya was woken up by the driver's reminder from the driver's seat.

"Guest, your destination has arrived." The taxi driver parked the car on the side of the road and turned to look at Naoya in the back seat.

"...Well, sorry to trouble you."

Following this voice, Naoya, who was still taking a nap, slowly opened his eyes, and glanced out the car window, only to see lush green plants and brighter sunlight. After he woke up a little, he He took out his wallet, paid the fare, and pushed the door to get out of the car. It just so happened that a gust of wind blew past him at this moment, sweeping away all the remaining drowsiness in him.

Naoya, recovering his spirit, glanced at the surroundings casually, and soon saw a few buildings with a slightly quaint style on the top of the hill not far away.

Is it there?Naoya put down his hand that was blocking the sunlight, thinking in his heart that the too dazzling sunlight made him squint his eyes, and speaking of it, Gojo Satoshi hasn’t responded to his message until now, and there is no sign of him around here... .

He was hesitating whether to call out Diandian, and flew directly to Naoya, who was a high school in conjuration. Not long after, he saw two figures walking out of the lush forest at the corner of the mountain road ahead. The two who were talking and laughing People, after noticing him, were all taken aback, looked at each other, stopped talking, quickened their pace, and trotted towards him.

And Zhizai, of course, recognized it at a glance. The leading boy with strange bangs was Xia Youjie. As for the person following him, he should be Jia Ruzi, who also belonged to the same class as Gojo Satoru.

"Excuse me, may I ask if you are a friend invited by Gojo Wu?" After approaching, Xia Youjie deliberately brought Wujo Wu's full name to prevent mistakes, and asked in a gentle voice.

"Yes, you...?" Naoya pretended to look at the two suspiciously, and asked hesitantly, "Are you his classmates in the high school?"

"Yes, he can't leave because of something, so let us pick you up," Xia Youjie smiled helplessly, then stretched out his hand and said, "By the way, I almost forgot to introduce, my name is Xia Youjie , hello, please give me more advice.”

"Home into Nitzi." Nitzi, with one hand on his hip, waved and smiled in agreement.

"Hello, my name is Zenyuan Zhizai, you are just like Wu, just call me Zhizai," Zhizai looked at the two of them suddenly after listening, and shook Xia Youjie's hand with a smile, "Yes Yes, I also brought you some small gifts, because I don't know what you all like, so I just bought some seasonal fruits, I hope you don't dislike them."

After finishing speaking, the shadow under Naozai fell with his words, and in the astonished eyes of Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi, a black vine protruded, firmly wrapping the two stacks of paper bags sealed with transparent film on the top. The square wooden box was gently placed in Naoya's outstretched hand, and then retreated into the shadow again.

"These are strawberries bought in Kyoto," Naoya handed over the wooden box, and through the transparent plastic packaging, one can clearly see the strawberries lying neatly in the wooden box's cushion, all plump and bright red , so that people can't help but want to take a bite, "You can put it in the refrigerator for a while before eating, and it will taste better later."

"Ah...thank you, you are too polite," Xia Youjie who reacted, took the strawberry handed by Naoya in a daze, looked at the shadow under the other's feet, and still couldn't help asking curiously Said, "That one just now, is that your shikigami?"

"Well," Naoya smiled, "If you're interested, I can lend you a look after you get to the high school."

"No need, I'm just curious." Xia Youjie suggested with a smile, "Let's go to the college first."

"Okay," Naoya nodded, and complied obediently, "Speaking of which, what kind of mission has he been assigned to him? I sent him a text message, but he didn't reply to me."

"It's nothing, it's just that he was playing around with this guy, and accidentally knocked down a few trees, and was dragged to stand by our teacher as punishment," Jia Ruozi pointed at Xia Youjie next to him, and explained with a smile at the right time , "That's why we let us pick you up."

"Uh... so that's the case, no wonder you didn't reply to my message," Naoya couldn't help but choked after hearing this, and suddenly said a little bit dumbfounded, "It's really hard work for you usually."

"I'm fine, I'm used to it," Jiarui Nitzi shrugged, and said indifferently, "To be honest, Jie is the one who really works hard. He usually goes on missions with Wu, and often cleans up the mess for him. ...Although most of the time, two people will end up being scolded together."

"Glass," Xia Youjie said helplessly after hearing the words, "You are clearly very clear that most of the time it is Wu Wu's fault."

"I'm sure, but so what," Jiarui Yanzi shook his fingers amusedly, and said narrowly, "You can explain it to Teacher Ye Moth."

"No, you misunderstood me," but Xia Youjie shook his head, smiled slightly, his narrowed eyes were brightly showing a bit of danger, and said softly, "I mean, next time if something like this happens again When Teacher Ye Moth asked about the situation, you and I can just push Wu out by himself."

"Well, good idea," Jiarui Glass nodded without any hesitation, obviously adapting well to such a backstage calculation of Wujou, and even gave Xia Youjie a tacit high-five when it was over, "That's it. .”

Naoya who witnessed all this: "..."

"By the way," Xia Youjie and Jia Ruzi, who were leading the way, turned their heads to look at Zhizai together at this time, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhizai, you won't tell Wu, will you?"

"Just call me Zhizai." Hearing this, Zhizai raised his eyebrows, and there was also a hint of trouble in his eyebrows, and he smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I promise I won't say a word."

At the same time, Gojo Satoru, who was still in the classroom, guarded by Noctua Zhengdao and forced to stand obediently with a heavy book on his back, sneezed violently, with the top of his head The books, like snowflakes, scattered down together.

"Ahh-!"

"Enlightenment," Ye Mozheng said, seeing this, he was worried for a moment, but the next second, he remembered the other party's numerous previous convictions, and finally frowned and said sternly, "Don't make trouble on purpose."

"Got it, got it," Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes, picked up the book resignedly, and stood back to his original position, but he couldn't help but keep squinting out of the window, muttering in a low voice, "What the hell are you doing?" When will it be here, Naoya..."