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

"...So, Mr. Naoya's current hair color is actually the same as that of Gojo-sensei, both white."

After listening to Naoya's account of the series of events that happened in the Xingxing Palace that year, I don't know if I was shocked by the conspiracy of the scorpion, or I was thinking about something else, and I was staring at the end of Naoya's hair in a daze. After being silent for a long while, he said with an innocent look, "I thought it was born golden."

"Please, is this the point?!" Nagazaki, who had been feeling heavy after listening to Katsuo's scheming for many years, felt abruptly when he heard Knotweed's incongruous preface and utter disregard for the occasion. For a moment, I felt angry, and grabbed the knotweed by the neckline and shook the man aggressively several times, "According to what Mr. Naoya said, that guy has been planning in secret for thousands of years, don't you think this kind of guy is scary?" ?!"

In Nagasaki's view, compared to those disgusting curse spirits, this kind of guy who hides in nowhere but keeps looking at you and counts everyone in it is more frightening to her.

"I think it's a little scary." Knotabazu scratched his cheeks, his eyes flickered for a while, but finally he looked at Nagizaki with a hearty smile, "However, since we all know it now, doesn't it mean that we can better guard against it?" Yes, and the two Wujo teachers have already set off to find that guy, and I always feel that everything will be over after Wujo teachers come back."

"...You really believe in that unscrupulous teacher," Nagasaki curled his lips after hearing this, and finally let go of the neckline holding the knotweed stick, and the complicated thoughts in his heart also disappeared at this moment. Little, crossed his arms and said, "That's right, if the two super conjurers can't deal with that guy, it's useless for us to rush here. Why don't we hurry up and do more special training and actual combat."

"It's best if you think so," Naoya on the side couldn't help but smiled with some relief, "As I said before, you are only in your teens, work hard, and there are still many possibilities in the future. I believe your Wutiao teacher thinks so too."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Naoya!" Hearing this, Knotweed grinned, his brows and eyes were filled with the joy of being simply recognized, but after a while, he seemed to remember something, blinked, and there was a little something in his expression. I was very worried, and asked with some hesitation, "That... Mr. Naoya, you said before that you wanted to use the shadow to help me take out the two-faced Su Nuo's finger, then I can ask, how do you plan to use the shadow to get it?"

Saying that, Knotweed paused, quickly took a step back, shook his head and waved his hands, "Let me tell you first, if Mr. Naoya still wants to use the method of dividing the shadow, even if the two Wutiao teachers are not here at the moment, I will definitely not agree to it." Yes." At the end of the sentence, he crossed his arms and clearly expressed to Naoya that he refused to cooperate.

"I haven't said what method to use. Is it necessary to make such a fuss and refuse to cooperate?" Looking at the righteous expression on the face of the knotweed, Naoya couldn't help laughing, and said helplessly, "That was almost ten years ago. Well, after I got rid of the shadows, the only side effect left was just to make my hair turn white. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen that kind of ordinary people with juvenile whiteness. In fact, I’m not much different from them. Besides, Even if I really want to separate the shadows now, I can't do it."

"Eh?" Knotweed was taken aback when he heard this, and his crossed arms fell because of this. He asked a little puzzled, "Why?"

"Because the Tennihoko used to divide the shadows is not in your hands, uncle," Fukuroi, who stood beside Naoya and quietly listened to what happened back then, lowered her eyes and kept silent, finally at this moment Raising his head again, he looked at Naoya, his emerald eyes were filled with dark complex thoughts, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, and the knuckles of the hand hanging by his side had already been clenched to the point of whitishness, and the back of the hand was covered with Man looked at the tense blue veins, "Am I right?"

"Xiaohui..." Seeing this, Naoya couldn't help being slightly stunned for a moment.

Originally, he just brought up the matter of Tian Ni Hoko and then brought it up, but he didn't want to be noticed by Fu Heihui. He was obviously only a teenager in his teens, and he was stared at so directly—especially the expression in his eyes. The coercive emotion caused Naoya to swallow his Adam's apple subconsciously, and inexplicably smiled with a guilty conscience, "Uh...you are indeed right, Tenni Hoko is indeed not with me, so it was originally given to me. I was just borrowing the spell equipment Shier found for use."

"...Uncle, is the side effect of splitting the shadow really just white hair? If that's the case, why was he so angry before?" It is Gojo Satoru wearing sunglasses.

Hearing this, Naoya couldn't help but feel bad in secret, and even his figure became a little stiff——Fu Heihui's questions almost always pointed to the vital point of Naoya's words, so that he didn't know whether to praise the child for being sensitive or careful That's good.

Seeing that his guess was correct, Fu Heihui's eyes darkened, his brows tightened imperceptibly, and the gully between the brows became deeper. He asked again in a deep voice, "Uncle, besides dividing the shadow, In addition to using your shadow to lock and kill the rope, did you hide something from us?"

It's true...he kept a lot of secrets, Naoya couldn't help thinking after hearing this, for example, he was shot by a bullet.

Faced with Fugurohui's questioning, Naoya seemed to still barely maintain the superficial calm, and only moved his eyes a little bit away to avoid Fukurohui's burning eyes that were almost like torches, but he couldn't control it in his heart. There was a turbulent sea, and...a little bit of untimely pride——Fu Heihui noticed more things from him than he had imagined.

If Gojo Satoru was here, seeing Naoya's entangled reaction like an ostrich buried in sand, he would probably sneer a couple of times along with Fu Heihui's words, and shake off the situation that Naoya deliberately concealed to the three of Fu Heihui clean.

"...Xiaohui, everything is in the past." In the end, Naoya took a deep breath and decided to pretend to be stupid to the end, "Since we are all fine now, there is no need to mention what happened back then, you just You need to know that I don't regret any of the things I did in the Xingxing Palace back then."

"You don't know how difficult this guy is. He is good at hiding in the dark and trying to survive. Even if he is only left with a little bit of blood, as long as there is a chance, he will be able to endure it for many years, choose the right time, and make a comeback. .”

After finishing speaking, Naoya sighed slightly when he saw Fu Heihui, whose lips were tightly pursed and said nothing, stretched out his hand and just raised it halfway, but paused and hesitated for a moment before gently covering Fu Hei Hui rubbed the top of her hair twice, trying to ease the current atmosphere, and teased jokingly, "Speaking of which, if it wasn't for Wu to follow, I should be the one to find out that guy and get rid of him right now." gone."

Feeling the touch on the top of his head, and the warm rubbing, although Fu Heihui knew that Naoya had already made up his mind not to tell him more about what happened to him in the Xingxing Palace back then, but in his heart, There is no trace of dissatisfaction or complaints.

When he looked at Naoya looking at him, his gentle eyes were almost the same as always, and there seemed to be a thousand words in his heart, but in the end he only turned into one sentence, "At that time...would it hurt?"

Hearing this, Naoya was stunned for a moment, and then quickly realized that Fugurohui was asking him if he would feel pain when he used the Tiannihoko to divide the shadow in Kuoxinggong.

"No," Naoya, who wanted to understand this point, looked at Fu Heihui's color becoming softer, and added with a chuckle, "I just feel a little tired."

After hearing this, Fu Heihui lowered his eyes, and silently looked at the tiptoes of himself and Naoya, who were only about half a meter away from each other.

Probably because of this wonderful encounter, or all the various things the other party has done, or because the shock of Gojo Satoru and Naoya's close embrace earlier affected his mood a little bit, Fukui Hui pursed her lips. corner, I can't help but think in my mind that the person in front of me will eventually return to his own world, and maybe he will leave completely after a while.

Thinking of this, he couldn't hold back the turbulent impulse in his heart. Under the eyes of everyone who were gradually astonished, he made a move that even he didn't expect - raised his arms, passed through Naoya's armpits, and put People hug tightly.

I saw Yidizhi on the side hastened to help the frame that was about to slip and fall, while Katsuobu and Nazaki subconsciously turned their heads away for some reason, but they quickly realized that they squinted at each other After one glance, he looked at Fu Heihui, who was buried between Naoya's neck, and quickly covered his mouth to cover up the corners of his mouth that were crazily raised and the laughter that was about to leak out.

However, in the clear eyes of the two of them, there was more of a friendly and understanding smile among classmates towards Fu Heihui, who had a "outrageous" behavior.

As for the person who was suddenly hugged by Fu Heihui, Naoya quickly came to his senses after experiencing the momentary loss of consciousness at the beginning, a soft smile appeared on his face, and his arms were slowly raised , Silently hugged Fu Heihui back, like an ordinary and intimate elder, gently patted Fu Heihui's somewhat thin back.

"Uncle," Fu Heihui buried his head in Zhizai's shoulder, his ears were already red and hot, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Thank you."

"If you really want to thank me, I will pay more attention to my body in the future," Naoya hugged Fu Heihui's shoulders and pushed him away, looked him up and down, shook his head, frowned, and smiled helplessly, "At the beginning, I was busy with the affairs of the youth academy. I also paid attention to you. Look at you, you are as thin as a bamboo pole. Say, do you often not eat well because of the task?"

Fu Heihui: "..."

Fu Heihui had heard similar 'reprimands' many times from Jin Meiji, but he never expected that someone else would bring this up to him one day, and the concerns and worries in it were no less than Jin Meiji, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated for a while, coupled with the impulsive behavior just now, he only felt a little burning on his face.

"Knotweed," Naoya couldn't see this, it was just that Megumi Fukuro, who had entered puberty, was a little shy and not used to the care from elders, so she smiled at this, and then looked in the direction where Knotabazu and Nagasaki were. , said loudly, "If I succeed in helping you take out the two-faced Su Nuo's fingers as a reward, after I leave, please help me supervise Xiaohui's eating. It is best for him to be like you, Get stronger."

"Okay, Mr. Naoya," Knotweed immediately smiled and made a 'yessir' gesture in response to Naoya, "I promise to complete the task... However, even if there is still no way to take out the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo, I also promise Mr. Naoya."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Naoya said with a smile, and didn't promise to Knotweed that he would be able to take out his fingers. After all, he only had a rough idea about this matter, but he wasn't 100% sure.

Fukuroe, who had listened to the entire conversation between the two, when Naoya mentioned the word 'leave', his green eyes dimmed uncontrollably for a moment, although this little emotion was quickly hidden by him, But Naoya caught it in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, after being here for so long, I haven't given you any presents yet," Naoya said with a shallow smile, and in the eyes of Fuheihui, he gradually folded his hands, likening them to the shadows of rabbits, and looked at Fuhei Hui's eyes asked softly, "I don't know if you like rabbits or not?"

Fu Heihui's eyes widened a little, as if he realized something in his heart, he couldn't help but look down, looking at the shadow under Naoya's feet.

However, a mid-spirited voice suddenly sounded in the cafeteria, interrupting the next actions of several people.

"Hui——" The visitor had a neat high ponytail, and a pair of rustic black-rimmed glasses on his face. Under the glasses, there were a pair of sharp and translucent eyes, almost the same as Fu Heihui, but a little darker. With green eyes, she looked at Fu Heihui and his group who were standing around the dining table, not knowing what they were doing, raised her eyebrows, and shouted, "How much time do you freshmen have to spend in the cafeteria? It's been so long. Have you finished eating yet?"

Fu Heihui, who happened to be facing the direction of the cafeteria door, after seeing the figure of the visitor, subconsciously glanced at Naoya who was standing in front of him with his back to the door. Then he responded and shouted, "Sister of the Zen Academy."

"I've said it all, don't call me by my surname," Chanyuan Maki corrected a little unhappily, and by the way, lifted the magic knife on her back, and walked to Fuhei's position, "I said you..."

However, just halfway through the walk, the steps under her feet slowed down bit by bit. Maki looked at the back figure blocking Fu Heihui's body. She didn't feel it when she was at the entrance of the cafeteria. Wiping the back gave her a sense of familiar disgust, and she couldn't help frowning fiercely, staring at the back, and slowly uttered the name she was so familiar with through the gap between her teeth, " — Naoya?"

Unknowingly, there was a somewhat oppressive and dull atmosphere in the air.

"..." Naoya closed his eyes, sighed silently, under Fu Heihui's worried eyes, restrained all his emotions, turned around slowly, and said with a faint smile, "Maki."

"It's really you," hearing this, Maki let out a cold snort from her nasal cavity, folded her hands on her chest, and asked impatiently, "Why did you come to Gaozhuan?"

Naoya, who was about to speak, suddenly felt a figure flash in front of his eyes, and saw Fu Heihui standing in front of him at some point, looking at Maki in a protective posture, frowning lightly, and said, "Sister of the Zen Academy, can you If so, please calm down, although I don't know what you have to do with Zenyuan Naoya in this world, but my uncle is not the Zenyuan Naoya you know."

"Huh?" After hearing these words, Maki raised her brows, and the gully between her brows deepened, "How many times have I told you not to call me by my last name? Forget it... what you said What do you mean, did you accidentally get water in your brain when you took a shower?"

Fukuroi, who didn't know where to start to explain, pursed her lips tightly, and Katsuo Nagasaki, who didn't know the second-year senior at all, looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering if she should come forward to help, but from the moment she heard Maki's voice, she knew Things might become very troublesome for Naoya, seeing this situation, he sighed and felt tired for a while.

Just when Naoya was trying to explain that he had come through the 'traversal' again, a voice sounded again, forcibly inserting/into the slightly stagnant atmosphere at the moment.

"Naoya, I'm back!" Gojo Satoru, who was wearing sunglasses, dodged, and hugged Naoya tightly in his arms in front of everyone's eyes, as if 'sucking a cat', exerting force skillfully and skillfully Rubbing Naoya's cheek, I couldn't wait to ask, "Everything is almost done, can we finally go home now?"

"boom--"

A dull noise came from not far away. Gojo Satoru, who was interrupted, turned his head to follow the sound with some displeasure, but saw that Maki was staring at him dumbfounded. Slipping off his shoulders, he fell to the ground.