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

Speaking of Tutu, since Naoya learned about this shikigami who wins by numbers from the ancient records of the Zen Academy about the ten shadows method, he thought that maybe he could use its small and flexible body and the advantages of a large number to do it. something.

After all, among his existing shikigami, almost all of them are astonishingly large because they have absorbed too much of his spell power. Needless to say, the two 'jade dogs' of caramel milk tea, even the most stealthy big snake Xiaoqing also has a body length of nearly nine meters.

However, he had some difficulties in choosing which kind of rabbit.

There are many kinds of rabbits, ranging from body size to fur color and length. At first, Naoya thought very simply, just randomly looking for a suitable rabbit from the pet market or the animal illustrated book as a reference. He carved it, but he didn't want to. Gojo Satoru immediately approached him after learning about it, and started a series of nagging tricks called making suggestions, but actually adding to the chaos, for his plan to carve out of the rabbit.

"Although it's just a rabbit, you can't just be perfunctory like this," Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows and said, still holding the animal illustrated book that Naoya often used for reference, and turned it to the article dedicated to introducing rabbits, "Look Look, there are so many kinds of rabbits here, can't you try them all?"

"Come on, I think you just think it's fun and you want to embarrass me on purpose," Naoya angrily wanted to snatch the illustrated book, but he didn't want to be easily dodged by Gojo Satoru. There are a few more, "Carve one of each kind, it's easy to say, you don't even look at how many kinds of rabbits there are."

"Well, let me take a look?" Gojo Satoru turned the illustration book in a different direction, spread the front side towards him, and glanced at ten lines. When he saw the introduction of the number of rabbit species in the world, he couldn't help brightening his eyes with some novelty and raising his eyebrows He smiled and said, "Wow, Naozai, there are actually more than 60 kinds of rabbits in the world, more than I imagined."

"Give me back the illustrated book when you know it." Hearing Gojo Satoru's exaggerated tone, Naoya couldn't help rolling his eyes, "It's rare for me to have some rest these days, so don't waste it all on me."

"I just knew you had a hard time taking a break, so I came here from school to accompany you," Gojo Satoru moved to Naoya's side, handed the illustration book back, and wrapped his arms around Naoya's shoulders, while turning his face to the side and winking playfully Eyes, grinned and said, "How is it, have you been moved?"

"...Didn't you just start school not long ago?" Hearing Wujo Satoru suddenly mention the school, remembering Naoya who missed the other party's entrance ceremony, he couldn't help but pause, the anger in his heart was instantly burst out Feeling guilty, he swallowed it cleanly, took the illustrated book, gave Gojo Satoru a sideways glance, and asked pretending to be calm, "It stands to reason that the beginning of school is the busiest, and there shouldn't be much free time, you... ...Did you come here on leave?"

"It should be very busy." Gojo Satoru shrugged, leaned his head lazily on Naoya's shoulder, looked at the ceiling as if casually, and said lightly, "But a certain guy happened to I missed my thousands of reminders, the once and only one school opening ceremony, which made me not in the mood to go to class now, so I might as well ask for leave and rest for a few days before talking about it."

Naoya: "..."

For a moment, Naoya felt uncomfortable all over his body, turning his head to look at the hairy head on his shoulders, his lips moved for a while, and finally frowned and said awkwardly, "Isn't everyone sorry? Is it, and I'm really too busy to leave, you don't know..."

"It's clear, that's why I'm even more angry," Gojo Satoru snorted angrily from his nasal cavity, curled his lips, and said confidently, "Obviously I made an appointment with you a long time ago, but those guys who don't have long eyes are very angry. If you want to run over to occupy your time, wouldn't you pick a date!"

"Wu..." Seeing Wujo Wutiao, who was almost making trouble for no reason, Naozai was helpless, and felt a little funny in his heart. He was obviously the head of the family, and the Tongzheng/fu had gradually gotten better. For in-depth conversations and cooperation, as usual, one should be very clear about the severity of the matter.

But the more this is the case, the more Wutiao Satoru will complain about this and that in front of him like he did when he was a child, as if he wanted to leave all Wutiao clansmen and the so-called head of the family immediately, and take him away from this right and wrong land, be free, and never come back.

"What kind of rabbit do you like, just do what you say, okay?" In the end, Naoya still softened his heart towards Gojo Satoru. Wuying's white and smooth hair, soft eyebrows and eyes with a touch of pampering that he didn't even notice, smiled warmly, "When you enter the second grade, I will definitely catch up with you when the school starts that year." past."

"It's okay," Gojo Satoru nodded as if reluctantly, only the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing some of his real emotions at the moment, and there was nothing wrong with Naoya's statement that he would not visit until he was in the second grade objection.

After all, although he was very tired of the troubles that took up most of Naoya's time, he also knew very well that since the formal establishment of a cooperative relationship with the government/government, the next year will be the focus of the comprehensive rectification within the Chanyuan Chong, as the head of the family, Zhizai naturally has to stay in the mansion of the Buddhist monastery the whole time, and manage and control everything.

However, since Naoya is willing to make up for him, he is naturally happy to accept it all, Gojo Satoru thought secretly in his heart, the curvature of the corner of his mouth became more and more upward.

"Just now I saw a kind of rabbit, which is very suitable." Gojo Satoru, who quickly adjusted his mood, leaned on Naoya's shoulder, followed Naoya's hand, and quickly flipped through the illustrated book until it stopped on one page, pointing Looking at a certain illustration above, he snorted and said, "Here, that's it, how about taking a look?"

"Arctic rabbit?" Naoya looked down at Gojo Satoru's fingers, and saw in the illustration, an arctic rabbit whose whole body was huddled together like a snow ball, and even its neck seemed to be completely covered by thin white thick fur. It is squinting its eyes and crawling in the snow, and its body is inlaid with a circle of faint golden edges reflected by the sun, which is like the dark blue shadow of the snow, forming a harmonious and beautiful picture .

"It's really cute," Naoya nodded. He thought that according to Gojo Satoru's personality, he would choose some weird rabbits, and asked him to carve them into shikigami. Unexpectedly, the other party's choice turned out to be pretty good , "Then..."

However, when Naoya followed the introduction text next to the illustration, all the way down, when he saw the second illustration about the Arctic Rabbit, he froze in place, staring at the illustration with dull eyes, thinking for a while. It was like thousands of troops roaring past, smashing all his thoughts and thoughts into pieces.

There is no other reason, but because of the arctic rabbit in the second illustration, it stood up.

Or the one with four legs.

Naoya naturally also knows that rabbits are animals that have always represented agility and speed. Generally speaking, the ratio of four legs is longer than other animals of the same size.

But this doesn't mean that he can immediately accept the impact of the Arctic rabbit's long legs.

Probably he was seriously deceived by the beautiful picture of the first fluffy snow ball, so when Naoya saw the second illustration, the impact it gave him was so great, and he saw four legs standing up at the same time The Arctic rabbit, after changing its plush and cute soft posture, the whole rabbit has a strange sense of sharpness and boldness. If the Arctic rabbit in the first illustration can be called an elf in the snow, then The arctic hare in the second illustration, that must be walking on stilts in the snow.

"How is it, isn't it great?" Seeing Naoya staring blankly, Gojo Gojo shook the other's shoulders, as if agreeing, raised his chin, and grinned badly as if it was a big deal, "White hair, and those four long legs, they are a perfect match for me, okay?"

"...That's why you chose it?" Naoya, who was silent for a long time, finally found his own voice, glanced at Gojo Satoru, and asked quietly, "You didn't mean it on purpose, did you?"

"How is that possible?" Gojo Satoru immediately refuted Naoya's malicious accusation, and waved his hand righteously, "I clearly pointed it to you openly, and you missed the second illustration."

"Then I really thank you for picking such a 'good' rabbit for me." At the end of the speech, Naoya specially gritted his teeth and emphasized the word 'good' at the end of the sentence.

"You're welcome," but seeing Gojo Satoru accepted Naoya's 'thank you' generously without the slightest guilty conscience, and urged, "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense, you can start quickly, I want to see more The real thing of this stuff."

Naoya: "..." It's really hard not to believe that he did it on purpose.

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Therefore, when Tuo Tuo, who took the Arctic rabbit as a reference, jumped out of Naoya's shadow with its four long legs, and jumped in front of Xiao Hui, what a shock it brought to the young Xiao Hui's heart , as one can imagine.

The three-year-old Xiaohui stared wide at the watery green eyes, looking at the white rabbit with a pair of big pricked ears, which was almost as tall as him, the small expression of anticipation gradually froze. , All turned into deep surprise.

He looked at the rabbit in front of him, then turned his head to look at the black-haired man who claimed to be his uncle, and asked with some doubts, "Uncle, is it... really?" , is it a little rabbit?"

"Uh..." Naoya, who was stared at by Xiaohui's pure and innocent eyes, couldn't hold back the smile on his face for a while, so he could only reluctantly say, "It is indeed a rabbit, yes, but some, Hmm... not too small."

"Yes..." Xiaohui nodded as if she understood, then turned to look at the rabbit in front of her again, stretched out her white and tender hands tentatively, and gently stroked Tuotuo's soft head , "Oh, big rabbit."

And as a shikigami carved by Naoya himself, Tuo Tuo is naturally connected with Naoya's heart like other shikigami. He immediately knew that the child in front of him was a relative of his master, and immediately followed Xiaohui's hand, lowered his head, and brought the original The pricked ears also got down together, leaned into Xiaohui's arms, and rubbed Xiaohui's fair neck affectionately with his soft cheeks.

"It's so itchy," Xiao Hui, who was being rubbed a little itchy, dodged backwards, but Tuotu quickly followed, and continued to rub back and forth between Xiao Hui's neck, and the range was still expanding, even rubbing her face together , so that Xiaohui couldn't hold it back after all, she frowned slightly, and with a little smile, she pursed her lips and said, "Then...you can't, it's too long."

On the other side, Gojo Satoru, who was just looking at the picture casually with his hands folded on his chest, suddenly paused, and took off the sunglasses that had already slipped to the tip of his nose. Xiao Hui, who was playing with Tuo Tutu, and Naoya who was right beside him, quickly realized that something was wrong with him, and leaned over, slightly avoiding Xiao Hui's sight, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, is there something wrong?"

"Just now... the magic power in Xiaohui's body seems to have suddenly increased." Gojo Satoru frowned and said in a low voice, "But it was only for a short moment, and I'm not completely sure if it's just a simple Misunderstood."

Not wrong, after listening to Gojo Wu's words, Naoya glanced sideways at Xiaohui, and said silently in his heart that he knew better than anyone else that in the future, the real ten shadow spells of the Chanyuan family would be inherited by the child in front of him, but …

"...But Xiaohui is only three years old." Naoya looked at Wujo Wudao again, "Generally speaking, even if you have the talent to become a magician, you should be five or six years old before you can show it." That's right."

"Of course I know that." Gojo Satoru shrugged, "That's why I'm not completely sure. Of course, it doesn't rule out that Xiaohui is very talented, but at the age of three, he has fluctuated spell power."

"Then..." Naoya thought for a while, "Shall we try again?"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru couldn't help being taken aback, "How do you want to try?"

But Naoya didn't answer Gojo Satoru right away, but walked up to Xiaohui, bent his knees and waist slightly, tried to be at eye level with Xiaohui on the sofa, and asked with a smile, "Does Xiaohui like Tutu?"

"I like it," Xiaohui, who was playing with Tuo Tuo's claws, looked at Naoya and nodded heavily after hearing the words. Compared with the restrained and steady appearance of the little adult before, there is a little more lively and childish that a child should have, even if it is only superficial. Shallowly revealing between the brows and eyes, he pursed his lips and said softly, "Thank you, uncle."

"Does Xiaohui want to see more Tutu?" Naoya smiled, "Xiaohui saw it just now, the Tutu jumped out of my uncle's shadow."

"Well, I saw it." Xiaohui's eyes widened slightly, with a few traces of pure admiration and intimacy in her eyes, and she asked softly, "Uncle, are you a magician?"

"Uh, that's sort of it." Naoya scratched his cheeks, always feeling like he was coaxing a child, and quickly changed the subject, "Then I'll make more bunnies for Xiaohui, okay?"

"Yeah." Xiao Hui nodded, a pair of bright green eyes stared intently at Naoya and his shadow, her face was full of faint expectations.

"Okay, Xiaohui, watch carefully," Naoya smiled and frowned, as if to let Xiaohui remember, the movement of making hand shadows with both hands was much slower than before, and he read word by word , "Take off the rabbit—"

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When Makoto finished the teaching work at hand and heard Nobuzakura said that Naoya and Gojo Satoru had already arrived in the office, he couldn't hold back his excitement and joy, quickened his pace, and strode towards the lounge.

However, when she touched the doorknob, took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and slowly pushed the door open with the corner of her mouth, what caught her eyes was a fluffy snow-white ocean.

I saw that in the lounge, which was not too big, every corner, no matter on the sofa or the coffee table, without exception, was full of rabbits with fur as white as snow and not too small in size. At this moment, Master Naoya is sitting on the sofa with Gojo Satoru.

And the one between the two of them was completely covered by a fluffy rabbit, as if wearing a thick fur coat, uh... Zen Yuanhui.