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

Naoya was silent for a long time, just staring at Gojo Satoru in a daze, without speaking.

He was a little hard to accept for a while, he didn't understand, he obviously just raised pots of green plants as a memory, how could he have something to do with the extremely scarce reversal spell?If it wasn't for the fact that the person who told him about it was Wujo Wu with six eyes, he would never have believed such absurd things.

Even now, he still has some doubts in his heart, and he can't believe it completely. After all...that is a reversal spell, and the number of people in the entire magic world can be counted with just one hand .

Such a rare spell...

"Why, you're still skeptical?" Gojo Satoru looked at Naoya who hadn't spoken for a long time, and couldn't help curling his lips. Also, a person who doesn't know that he is guarding a gold mountain for the first time will inevitably have more doubts when he is told of the existence of a gold mine. , I didn't see that just now, this person was going to give him a bluegrass with the reversal technique.

Although he doesn't really need it.

Thinking of some strange things he observed just now, Gojo Satoru reminded, "Although I don't know when and how this bluegrass of yours absorbed your dissipated mana, and how it possessed the reversal spell, its stems and leaves The mana flowing inside is obviously less than the 'normal' level, and it can be seen that it is trying to recover, and it is probably because of this that it will grow slowly."

As he said that, he looked at Naoya again, "So I guess, it may have already treated you secretly. Think about it, did you notice anything unusual during your injury, whether it was you or it."

"Strange..." Naoya frowned, suddenly, he remembered the inexplicably withered yellow leaf of Zhehelan before, and couldn't help but muttered, "It... once suddenly withered a leaf."

Gojo Satoru took a sip of the lemonade, and snapped his fingers when he heard this, "That's it, were you injured at the time, and then suddenly everything was fine."

Naoya opened his eyes wide immediately, remembering that after training with Shier, the pain in his whole body caused by being hanged by the other party was indeed all healed the next day, "I thought it was the wound medicine that Zhenwang applied to me. ..."

So far, Naoya has completely believed that sometimes, facts that are too contrary to common sense may be the essence of the truth. He is indeed lucky to get a Zhehelan with a reversal technique. Speaking of it, Shi Er asked him at the time why the injury healed so quickly, but he didn't think much about it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help covering his face, feeling that he was a little too careless.

Suddenly, Naoya felt that something was wrong, looked at Gojo Satoru again and asked, "But this time, my recovery speed is not much different from that of ordinary people."

"Idiot, didn't I say it all, it's still recovering." After drinking the last lemonade, Gojo Satoru licked his lips, and continued, "I guess it wasn't fully developed last time, Just forcibly healed you, causing my own vitality to be seriously injured, so this time I didn't treat you immediately."

"If I'm not mistaken, it shouldn't have grown much since it treated you last time." Gojo Satoru put his chin on his palm, smiled and looked at Naoya, "Are you right?"

"...Yes." Naoya caressed the leaves of the folded crane orchid, sighed, a little distressed, "I thought it was because of the cold weather in winter."

"With the power of mantra, it is no longer an ordinary plant. How could it be afraid of the cold?" Wujo Wu laughed, "Hey, let me tell you, I have helped you discover such a big secret, you have to thank me for something Bar."

Naoya: "..."

Looking at the small expression on the other party's face, Naoya couldn't help but feel a little funny. Although he knew Gojo Satoru was strong, the young man in front of him was really cute in some ways, not to mention Gojo Satoru's special The appearance that can be played really hits a bit of his appearance control attribute.

"Then how do you want me to thank you? Let me tell you first, as you have seen, my current situation is not much better, and I can't give you anything." Naoya smiled, completely indifferent to his embarrassing situation, He said it openly.

"It's okay, you can definitely afford what I want." As he said that, Gojo Satoru moved closer to Naoya, rubbing his shoulders against each other's shoulders, inexplicably like a cat coquettish.

"Do you have to get so close? Don't people say that you are very cold?" Naoya was a little helpless and wanted to push the person away, but when he thought that the other party had only 'helped' him a big favor, it was really not good, so he refused to give it like this. Forget about saving face, just take it as a shoulder.

"Tch, it's not because of those old men at home, don't put on a show, you will be annoyed by them all day long, and there are people who come to assassinate endlessly, how can you scare them away if you don't put on a cold face?" , Gojo Satoru almost completely collapsed himself on Naoya's shoulder, but he was careful not to touch the opponent's wound.

To be honest, Naoya looked so tired for him, so he had to rely on it?

"It's hard work for you...By the way, you haven't said what you want yet. Really, you accidentally dragged you away again." Helpless, the other party didn't bother me too much after all, Naoya just Can follow him, "Go back early after finishing speaking, it's really getting late."

"Got it, got it, I suddenly found that you look like an old lady, and you gave me a massage before. You don't look like someone a year younger than me at all." Gojo Satoru waved his hand and complained precisely.

"...Thank you, you also know that I am one year younger than you." Hearing this, Naoya gritted his teeth and glared at Gojo Satoru.

"Well, I don't want anything, just let me come and play with you at any time." Gojo Satoru smiled, with a bit of determination in his eyes, "How about it, it's very simple for you."

"No, what's good about me here," Naoya was speechless, sighed and said with some doubts, "Let's not talk about whether I will be discovered, and I can't guarantee that I will have left the monastery when you come next time."

"This involves another request of mine. I want you to contact me as soon as possible after leaving the monastery and confirming where you will stay!" Gojo Wu raised his finger and shook his eyes, almost shining , "Besides, how nice your place is, it's quiet and comfortable, there are no nagging old men, and you have such an interesting pot of orchid grass, which is so interesting."

Is this considered to be glued?

After listening to Gojo Satoru's words, and then looking at the other party's shining eyes, Naoya felt as if he was being dazzled by the dazzling light. He clearly knew in his heart that he should refuse, but his lips didn't obey, unconsciously Said, "Okay."

By the time he reacted, it was too late.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gojo Gojo had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately grabbed his hand and said excitedly, "Then let's pull the hook quickly!" as if he was afraid that he would be rejected in the next second.

And at the moment when the other party held his hand, Naoya suddenly felt a strange and familiar feeling covering his whole body, frowned, and said with some doubts, "Are you... wanting to make a deal with me?" [Bondage]?"

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru simply nodded his head, and admitted very confidently, "Of course, if you go back on your word in the future, what should I do if I can't find you?"

"...Okay." The consequence of one step of retreat is one step at a time. No matter how mischievous the cat you provoked, you can only accept it completely. Besides, it's Wujo Satoru, who won't give you the slightest rejection at all. Chance.

Thinking of this, Naozai couldn't help recalling the scene of being thrown down by stray cats when he was walking on the street in his previous life. cat.

Now he doesn't have such worries, but what he put on the stall was a giant cat the size of Gojo Satoru, which could be called 'troublesome'.

Although the other party's appearance is indeed perfect, it can't be more perfect.

On the other side, Gojo Satoru had already used his little finger to forcibly hook Naoya's, and muttered with great interest, "Hanging on the hook, it must not be changed for 100 years, um... what's behind it? Don’t worry about it, let’s do it like this, come, come, come and stamp with me.” As he said, he was about to cover his thumb.

"How old are you, do you have to play like this?" Naoya was a little funny, but still covered his thumb.

"I just want to feel it, how interesting." [Restraint] is completed, and after feeling the subtle feeling between the two of them, Gojo Satoru clapped his hands very satisfied, "Okay, it's done."

Also feeling that subtle feeling, Naoya withdrew his hand, nodded and said, "Now you can rest assured."

"Well, it's almost there, and I really should go back, otherwise those old men may really be in trouble." Even though he said so, there was no sense of guilt on Wutiao Wu's face, and he even showed a bit of complacency Smiling, "See you next time."

"You should calm down, it's not too late to come back after a while, I haven't planned to leave so soon." Naoya joked, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally sent the Buddha away.

But... Wujo Satoru was very different from what he imagined when he was a child, probably because he was familiar with him a little bit?

Naoya thought with some uncertainty, after all, the two of them used to have two surnames in Wujo Temple, and it was impossible for them to have the opportunity to meet in private, not to mention Wujo Satoru always hated old-fashioned and decadent families.

He still knows what kind of temperament he used to be. I'm afraid the other party will hate him even if he takes a second look.

For a while, Naoya thought a lot, but he didn't show it on his face at all. Maybe it's good to be old. If he has the heart, his face is like wearing a mask. The control of the eyebrows and eyes is far better than the youthful and vigorous hour.

However, when facing Shier and Zhenwang, he is still more willing to be himself. After all, he and Gojo Satoru can only be regarded as acquainted with each other now.

Or, a grasshopper on a rope?Naoya couldn't help but make an inappropriate analogy in his heart——for the [bondage] that the two of them just set up.

"It's okay, I know how to measure, they can't control me." Gojo Satoru waved his hand and said indifferently, when he stood up and was about to leave, suddenly, he remembered something, stopped his feet, and turned to look at him again Naoya.

Seeing that the other party turned around suddenly, and his expression changed, Naoya was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"That..." I saw Gojo Satoru, who had never regarded himself as an outsider since he arrived in Naoya's room. Although his expression was still calm, there seemed to be a hint of shyness in his eyes. "Can you lend me some money?"

For a moment, Naoya thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and slightly raised his head to look at Gojo Satoru who had already stood up. He was silent for a while, and asked repeatedly, "What do you want to borrow?"

"Borrow money and take the Shinkansen." Gojo Satoru was still very calm, but the tips of his ears hidden between his hair were slightly red.

For a moment, a strange silence filled the surroundings of the two of them.

"Pfft," finally, it was Naoya who couldn't hold back and broke the merits first, and laughed out loud, "So, can I ask how you got here? Could it be fare evasion, Mr. God?" Said teasingly After it was over, I couldn't stop laughing and laughing.

Gojo Satoru didn't respond positively, but just insisted, "Just say whether you want to borrow it or not."

Although it is not impossible for him to sit back in the same way as when he came, but if he can sit comfortably on the business soft seat, why bother himself to hide in the bathroom on the carriage.

Feeling suffocated for more than two hours, he didn't want to try it again, Gojo Satoru thought of it, and secretly made up his mind, just for this, he must learn the method of long-distance teleportation as soon as possible.

"Although I really want to lend it to you, I'm sorry," Naoya, who finally had enough laughing, calmed down, wiped away the physical tears from the corners of his eyes, and continued, "I don't have money either."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru lost his composure for an instant, "Then why are you laughing!"

"Because I'm not the one who came all the way from Tokyo to Kyoto." Naoya raised his eyebrows and teased, "Besides, you can go back as you came here. There's nothing to be afraid of."

"That's how you treat your allies!" Wujo Wu wrinkled his nose and said viciously, "When I become the head of the family, I will definitely use money to kill you, a cheapskate."

"Wow, then I'm really looking forward to it." Naoya said with a smile on his face, the mocking expression in it was almost exactly the same as that of Shier, and it had to be said that he was indeed close to Zhu Zhechi.

But he was not so ruthless after all. Seeing that he was almost teasing people, he stood up slowly and comforted him, "Okay, I won't make fun of you, just wait a little while, I'll ask Zhenwang, see her Is there any money left for the recent purchases?" After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

It's just that there is a little sluggishness in his actions, especially when he gets up.

Gojo Satoru was left alone, standing there in a daze.

"What, I really don't have any money..." Gojo Satoru felt a little guilty for no reason, and then thought of Naoya's inexplicably slow and clumsy actions when he went out just now. Speaking of which, Naoya went to get the flowerpot before There were some signs of this when he was in love, but at that time he was so focused on Zhehelan that he didn't pay attention at all. Looking at it now, it is obvious that the injury on the opponent's body has not completely healed.

"..." I suddenly felt more guilty, what should I do.

It has to be said that the education of the Wutiao family is indeed much better than that of the Zenyuan family. Even while holding Wutiao Wu, the son of God, at the same time, it did not let the other party's temper completely go astray.

Hmm... It may also be due to her young age.

When Naoya came back, he saw that Gojo Satoru had returned to the table at some point, and his restless fingers were circled and drawn on the table boredly, which made Naoya a little funny.

"Okay, stop playing. Here, here's the money." Naoya walked over, sat down slowly next to Wujo Wujo, handed over the banknotes in his hand, and said with a smile, "At your current age, you can buy half-price children Tickets are enough, don't forget to bring money next time you come to play." At the end of the sentence, there was a little bit of humor.

But what is rare is that Gojo Satoru didn't say much, just took the money from Naoya, and said awkwardly, "Say it like how old you are, a guy who is one year younger than me." After thinking about it, He said seriously again, "I will definitely pay you back double when I come next time."

Naoya couldn't help laughing, "It's not necessary, as much as you want, it's not a big deal."

"Then I'll go back and look through the ancient books of the Gojo family, find out if there is any record similar to your current situation, and then bring it to you." Gojo Satoru refused to give up, as if he must give Naoya something.

Seeing the other party's persistence, Naoya had no choice but to agree, and said with a smile, "Okay, then shall I thank you in advance?"

"You're welcome." Gojo Satoru responded with a smile, and stood up contentedly, "Then I'm really going back, see you next time."

"Well, see you next time." Naoya waved his hand and responded with a smile.