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

Naoya said that he was worried about Xiaohui, but it can't be regarded as an excuse to avoid Gojo Satoru. After all, when we parted at the mall, he also promised Xiaohui that he would bring him a gift after the matter was over.

Naoya doesn't want to be an elder who breaks his promise.

It's just that, originally, he planned to buy some snacks or toys that the child was interested in bringing to Xiaohui in the mall, but the plan couldn't keep up with the change. Seeing the tragic situation of the little girl, Naoya really didn't want to stay in the mall, let alone around her. There is also Xia Youjie who is obviously not in the right mood, so the plan to buy things for Xiaohui has to be abandoned.

Thinking about it, Naoya had a thought, and the shadow under his feet also seemed to feel something, a vine slowly protruded out, wrapped in something small, and handed it to Naoya, he spread his palm, and the tip of the black vine fell down. A milky white object about the size of a marble with a luster of jade lay quietly in Naoya's palm.

I saw that the whole body of the thing was round, obviously it was jade, but it always made people feel extremely soft at first glance, like glutinous rice balls, and even had two ink colors, like a hole in waxy skin, revealing the dense sesame stuffing sweet dumpling.

But if you take a closer look, you will find that this seemingly round thing actually has some fine and delicate gullies. It's just the criss-crossing of several gullies and mountain peaks that turn this ordinary jade into a cute, cute, shrunken bird. The rabbits in a ball, especially the ears of the rabbits, coincided with those two spots of ink. It turned out that this was actually a little arctic rabbit carved out of jade.

After seeing Xiao Hui's love for Tuo Tuo a few days ago, Naoya paid attention to it. When taking care of Xiao Hui's spare time, he asked several times whether Xiao Hui wanted to see Tuo Tuo again, but she didn't want to. Xiao Hui hesitated for a few seconds , or shook his head firmly refused.

"Why?" Naoya was a little surprised, "Don't Xiaohui like Tutu?"

"I like it," Xiaohui said softly, lowering his green eyes, with a look of guilt on his brows, "But I don't want to make uncle hard."

"Hard work?" Naoya couldn't keep up with Xiaohui's train of thought, and it had nothing to do with whether he worked hard or not.

"Because, like my uncle, after summoning the jade dog, I was very tired and sleepy," but Xiaohui raised her small face, looked at Naoya seriously, and explained word by word, "So, uncle Summoned, with so many rabbits, it must be very hard and tiring, I don't want to make my uncle so hard."

Thinking of Xiaohui's immature eyebrows and serious expression when she said those words at that time, Naoya looked at the rabbit jade in his palm, and felt that the thousands of messy and complicated thoughts in his heart were washed away by a warm current. Cleanliness, at this moment, all turned into a piece of softness.

Since that day, Naoya has been thinking that he must give Xiaohui a rabbit, preferably one that he can watch all the time. It just so happens that he left some scraps of jade left over from making other gifts in the shadow before. He picked a suitable piece from it, and carved it into the shape of a huddled hare—it could be regarded as a distraction, reducing the influence of that dream on him.

However, when Naoya pushed open the door of the rest room, it was Xiaohui who was taking a nap with her eyes closed. The child's stomach was covered with a thin blanket, and a pair of little feet were exposed outside. Stepping lightly, approaching slowly, squatting down to look at Xiaohui's peaceful sleeping face, bent his fingertips, and lightly traced Xiaohui's elastic little face like a boiled egg, Naozai smiled , the eyes are full of gentleness.

It is said that a sleeping child is as cute as an angel. From Naoya’s point of view, Megumin, who is already very well-behaved, looks ten times better when she is asleep. He stayed at the receiver, took a photo, and set it as his wallpaper.

After all this happened last night, Naoya put the jade rabbit beside Xiaohui's pillow, and straightened the blanket for Xiaohui, then stood on tiptoe again, walked out quietly, and gently closed the door.

"Master?" Coincidentally, Makoto seemed to have temporarily finished his work, walked in from the corner, bumped into Naoya who had just come out of the lounge, was stunned, and then asked after reacting, "Have you seen Have you passed Xiaohui?"

"Well," Naoya nodded, then turned to look at the wooden door behind him, and asked in a low voice, "Is he taking a nap? Has he already had lunch?"

"I ate it not long after I came back," Zhenwang responded, followed Naoya's gaze to look at the wooden door, and smiled slightly, "But it's probably because I was too excited in the morning and my energy was a little too exhausted. Today Xiaohui took a nap earlier than usual."

"That's good," Naoya withdrew his gaze, sighed, and looked at Zhenwang with a somewhat helpless sigh of relief, "I was worried that Xiaohui was because after being taught by me, she had mastered the spell summoning in advance. It’s only because of Shikigami that I’m so tired.”

"Young master is worrying too much," Zhenwang comforted with a smile, and the emotion in his eyes became softer because of Naozai's words, "Xiaohui only went to bed a little earlier today, and she took a nap at a normal time a few days ago. However, summoning shikigami early and frequently consumes mana, and mastering the art in advance is not harmful to Xiao Hui."

"Although I know this truth, I still can't help but feel a little worried," Naoya shook his head, and it was a little funny to himself, "Forget it, as long as Xiaohui is fine."

Hearing this, Zhenwang nodded in agreement, then seemed to remember something, looked at Naoya and said, "By the way, young master, I forgot to say that tomorrow is Xiaohui's appointment for vaccination. Do you want to accompany Xiaohui?"

"Vaccinated?" Naoya was taken aback, "Is it at the Mihua General Hospital closest to the office?"

"Yes." Zhen Wang nodded and replied, "The medical subsidy given to us by the government is also designated by this hospital."

"...True Hope," Naoya held his chin and thought for a while before he said slowly, "How is Jie's psychological counseling going? Will there be any need for drug intervention?"

"I don't know about this..." Zhenwang was taken aback when he heard the words, and although he didn't know what Naoya wanted to do, he still said, "But in the past, I also participated in exorcism for the first time in the office. For young people who need psychological counseling, doctors will prescribe some drugs for them to relieve psychological anxiety and have small adverse reactions during the treatment process, so as to improve sleep and assist 'treatment'."

"Although I don't know much about psychiatrists," Naoya asked with some doubts, "but I remember that ordinary psychiatrists can't prescribe medicine for their patients?"

"That's true," Zhenwang nodded, and slowly explained, "But the psychologists in our firm are specially dispatched by the government, have received complete training in psychiatry, and also have professional medical qualification certificates, so It is also qualified to prescribe medicine, but just in case, more serious patients will still be referred to a specialized psychiatrist, but so far, there have been no such cases in our firm."

"That is to say, you will still need to go to a specific hospital to get the medicine." Naoya murmured to himself, lowering his eyes and thinking for a while, "Zhenwang, tomorrow, let Jie and I go to the hospital together by the way."

"...Master?" Zhenwang was a little puzzled.

"I'm worried that a psychiatrist alone won't be able to fully treat Jie's situation. I thought it might be better to take him out for a while to relax." Naoya smiled and deliberately joked, "Maybe he will come back after relaxing, and Jie I will accept my previous invitation and join our firm as an intern.”

"Then, shall I wish the young master success in advance?" After thinking for a while, Zhenwang also blinked, just like Naoya, teasingly.

"That's not necessary," Naoya said with a smile, bending his eyebrows and eyes, "Speaking of which, have Xin Ying and the Metropolitan Police Department finished the scene? I said before that I would help them record the appearance of the curse spirit in detail, and leave For the record."

"Yes, young master, everything is ready," Zhenwang replied, turning slightly to make way for the aisle, "here, please follow me."

Naoya nodded, and followed Mamochi to the office's special small meeting room, by the way... it can be regarded as hiding from Gojo Satoru for the time being.

Thinking of this, Naoya pursed the corners of his lips, and couldn't help but see Gojo Satoru's unbelievably shocked face with a slightly hurt expression before, and he could only silently say sorry in his heart.

Before he adjusted his mentality, it was really difficult to calmly face Gojo Satoru.

Because it is another super-level curse spirit that has not been recorded on the record, and there are people who survived after facing the super-level curse spirit, the government/government and the Metropolitan Police Department attach great importance to it. The appearance and characteristics, as well as the activation effect and possible activation method of the spell, were all told to the two parties in detail.

"The appearance is similar to that of an adult man, with a height of about 1.8 meters to 1.8 meters five, long light blue hair, and obvious interlaced sutures on his face."

"Well, the technique is to change the shape of the contact object. The existing examples are all human beings who have been transformed, and they cannot return to their original shape after death."

"As for the specific activation method... I guess it is activated by touching with both hands, but I can't be sure."

After finishing speaking, Naoya held up the prepared sketch portrait and presented it in front of the two videos. Because of carving all the year round, before carving, it is necessary to roughly describe the thing you want to carve on the surface of the rough material. Therefore, Naoya’s sketching level It's not bad, the curse spirit drawn with pencil on the paper is quite similar to the deity.

"At the same time, I hope everyone understands that this curse spirit is very dangerous. Once you find its trace, I hope you can contact me and Gojo Wu in the shortest possible time. Please don't make up your own mind and face it alone, because this It may only add to the useless sacrifices."

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After finishing everything, it was almost evening, and Naoya, who had been too busy during the day, only ate two prunes onigiri made by Mamochi casually for dinner, then dragged his tired body into the bathroom, completely Soak in the hot water that has already been prepared.

The hot water with bath salts exudes a faint and unique aroma. With the rising white water mist, Naoya's fair skin is moistened, and the water droplets hanging on his face and the ends of his hair flow down his body. Thin and explosive muscle lines, and some scars of different shades, slowly slid into the water, matching his undulating chest, causing ripples in the bathtub, and also relaxing his tired energy.

Probably the reason is that the Japanese are naturally fond of soaking in hot baths. Even with more than [-] years of experience abroad in his previous life, Naoya still can't completely escape from the custom. Although he doesn't take a bath every day, most of them can be solved quickly by taking a shower.

But whenever he felt that the emotions in his heart were difficult to control, he would still let himself take a long hot bath until the hot water gradually cooled down and wrinkled the skin of his fingers.

This time is no exception.

When Naoya finished soaking in hot water comfortably, put on the bathrobe prepared by Mamoko, and returned to the guest room of the office——since he had such a dream in his own room last time, Naoya temporarily had some thoughts about it there. Inexplicably awkward, he moved to the guest room with an excuse.

After lying in bed, he turned on the warm orange bedside lamp, and Naoya casually flipped through two pages of the novel he had read halfway through a few days ago, trying to feel sleepy.

However, when Naoya was yawning and was about to turn off the lights, an unexpected figure suddenly pushed open the door of his room, dodged around, and lay down on his bed with lightning speed.

Brushing away the fine dust raised by Ru, Zhizai took a closer look, and immediately froze in place, only to see that although the visitor covered his face with a pillow, the bright white silk was scattered conspicuously. And the familiar pajamas, all revealed the identity of its owner.

"...Enlightenment?" Naoya was a little surprised, then frowned, "Why did you come here?"

"Isn't it possible?" Through the pillow, Gojo Satoru said sullenly, but his tone seemed a little fierce.

"...Didn't you say that you can sleep separately?" Naoya rubbed his brows and eyes, feeling a little headache, pursing the corners of his lips and said weakly, "We've all grown up, and we can no longer sleep in the same room as before. Together......"

"Who told you!!!" But Gojo Wu heard the words, as if he had been stimulated by something, he immediately turned his face away, threw away the pillow in his arms, a salted fish turned over, and put his hands on the sides of Naoya's head, Pressing the person under him, the exquisite eyebrows and eyes were furrowed, and the orange flames seemed to be ignited in the blue eyes—even if it was just the reflection of the warm light, he looked straight at Naoya, gritted his teeth and said, "Say , have you been avoiding me recently!"

Naoya: "..."

"You come down first..." Gojo Satoru's face was too close, so that Naoya turned his face a little uncomfortably, avoiding Gojo Satoru's aggressive eyes, trying to change the subject, "By the way , I haven't asked you about the curse spirit carefully..."

"That's not important!" Before Naoya finished speaking, Gojo Satoru quickly interrupted, "You answer my question first!" As he spoke, he probably saw Naoya's evasive attitude, and deliberately moved his face closer some.

"...Jie's situation is not quite right, you should remember to pay more attention to him in the future..."

"Understood," Wujo Wu pursed his lips, "Don't change the subject, it's your turn now!"

Naoya: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

The silence was still sticky and unbearable, but it also had a bit of hot silence.

Finally, it was Gojo Satoru who lowered the corners of his mouth first, took Naoya into his arms, hugged him tightly, buried his hairy head between Naoya's ears and neck, and said sullenly, "Don't hide from me in the future. .”

Hearing this, Naoya sighed, raised his arms hesitantly, and slowly responded to Gojo Satoru's hug, remained silent for a while, and finally agreed to the other party.

"......Um."