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

Naoya and their trip to Tokyo went very smoothly.

Because they wanted to avoid people's eyes and ears as much as possible, they did not take the high-speed road, but chose the ordinary route with less people, which meant that they would spend a lot of time on the road.

Before boarding the car, Naoya and Mamoko made enough preparations, such as the most basic lunch box, drinking mineral water, and a box of motion sickness medicine. The three people’s suitcases are also packed full of things that need to be changed. Clothes, and some simple daily necessities, try to keep the luggage storage of the three people as streamlined as possible.

Fortunately, the trunk space of the van is large enough, otherwise the suitcases of three people may not be able to fit them all.

But even though Naoya felt that he was well-prepared, when he actually set out on the road, he realized that he still thought too simply about the distance from Kyoto to Tokyo.

"12 hours?!" Naoya was surprised, his face full of disbelief. If he hadn't been wearing a seat belt right now, he might be able to stand up like a carp in the next second. "It actually took so long?"

"Yes, master, because we can't get on the expressway, the time we need to spend has doubled." Looking at Naoya's surprised eyebrows, Zhenwang couldn't help but smiled helplessly, "And that's not counted. the time it will take us to rest on the road."

"It means that even if we take the expressway, it will take a full six hours..." Naoya muttered to himself, thinking that he would have to sit in a car for such a long time, he felt his ass was getting a little hot He was numb, suddenly, he thought of something, and asked quickly, "Isn't it true that I really want you to drive alone for the entire twelve hours, is it really okay?"

"About this, you don't have to worry, young master," Zhenwang frowned and explained after receiving his own young master's concern, "Let's not say that I will choose a suitable place to stop and rest in time, and Mr. Shi Er will join me at that time Alternate driving, not entirely by myself to drive the whole journey."

But I didn't want Naoya to be even more shocked when he heard it, and almost blurted out, "That guy Shier can also drive?!"

As a result, Shier, who was sitting in the back seat, hit the back of the head hard, making a muffled sound.

"Ow!"

Naoya let out a cry of pain, quickly covered the back of his head and looked back, only to see Shier occupying almost the entire back seat by himself, and after finishing the lesson, he lay back and leaned back again, with a leisurely nap on his face, He said lazily, "It's early in the morning, don't be annoying by chattering."

"When did you learn to drive, why don't I know?" Naoya asked curiously, enduring the pain in the back of his head.

Hearing this, Shi Er just glanced at Naoya lightly, snorted, did not speak, and finally looked at him and said, "Master, when he was still in the Zen Academy, Mr. Shi Er sometimes went out on missions alone, and would look for me Borrow your car keys."

"Didn't you learn it very early?" Zhizai was stunned, and couldn't help but look at Shier in the back seat with his eyes closed and meditating again, sincerely admiring, "How many skills have you learned secretly?"

"Why don't you just eat and wait to die like you?" Shi Er teased without opening his eyes.

Naoya: "..."

Naoya turned around blankly, and simply ignored the people in the back seat.

For the first two or three hours on the road, because they set off early in the morning, after the initial drive to pack their luggage, the deep sleepiness gradually flooded Naoya's heart again.

After yawning twice in a row, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he put the back of the seat down, said something to Zhen Wang, and just like Shi Er, he also lay down.

On the bumpy road, Naoya caught up on sleep intermittently, and stayed like this until noon, until Zhenwang saw that it was almost time, and found an open space with a decent view on the side of the road, temporarily parked the car in, and they The three of them enjoyed the lunch prepared in the morning in the car, and it was considered a rest.

Three hours passed after re-starting the road, and Shier, who had finally recovered from his sleepiness, greeted Zhenwang and changed places, and started the second half of the journey.

By the way, Naoya was a little surprised that Shi Er's driving skills were very smooth and stable, not at all as exciting and thrilling as his personality showed. Originally, he had already eaten in advance. Motion sickness medicine, and even took a plastic bag for vomiting, but it was a waste of effort.

"I didn't expect your car to be so good." Naoya, who gradually relaxed from his vigilance, boasted sincerely, "I thought you would be that kind of racing driver, and you made me do it." It's been a long day of mental construction." When he said the end, there was even a hint of disappointment in his tone.

But after hearing the words, Shi Er turned his head and gave him a meaningful sideways glance, and then asked in a calm tone, "Why, it seems that you are disappointed?"

"Huh?" Before Naoya could react to the meaning of Shier's words, the other party's left hand pressed the joystick in the next moment, and shifted gears smoothly, using an interesting and obviously dangerous atmosphere. He said with a smile, "Then let you feel it."

"Ah? What—!" However, in the next moment, before Naoya could finish his words, he was firmly pressed against the back of the seat by the sudden recoil force, and he was so stuck that he could hardly pull it out.

Just like that, Shi Er didn't show any sign of slowing down, instead he drove more and more fiercely, and the scenery outside the window quickly reversed. It was obviously just an ordinary van, but he just drove it out of the momentum of an F1 car—raised A burst of high-flying smoke and dust drifted around the corner and galloped swiftly.

The whole process was so fast that even Naoya had no time to stop it, the speed had already been increased to the maximum horsepower, and when he was finally freed from the momentary recoil of the acceleration, what followed in his heart was not anger, nor anger. He was out of breath, but an indescribable nausea, mixed with the growing dizziness in his head, made him feel that his eyes were dark.

For a while, he could only quickly put the plastic bag back on his mouth, making a retching sound.

Thanks to Bashier, there were still six hours left in the car, but he shortened it to four hours. Naoya had delusions many times during the process, especially when driving through the curve, he always felt that he was going to go down the road. In seconds, Shier would mercilessly throw him out of the car window and smash him into mud.

After the car finally stopped beside a high-rise building in downtown Tokyo, Naoya couldn't bear it anymore, covered his mouth with both hands, hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt, pushed the door open, and lay on the side of the road retching again.

Although right now, he can almost only vomit some colorless acid water.

At this moment, Tokyo is already under a warm orange dusk. The high-rise buildings in the distance cast dark shadows on this bustling city, and Naoya is in one of the shadows and the setting sun. At the junction, holding on to the electric pole beside the road, uh... I retched for a while.

"Master, do you want to drink some water to rinse your mouth?" Zhen Wang worriedly asked, patted Naoya's back lightly, and handed over a bottle of unscrewed mineral water.

"...Thank you, I feel really uncomfortable now, and the motion sickness medicine doesn't help much anymore," Naoya raised his head and poured a big mouthful of mineral water, trying to force the feeling of vomiting in his throat press down.

After drinking, he lowered his head, and a folded tissue appeared in his field of vision at the right time. Naoya followed the hand that passed the tissue to look, and saw that the concern in Zhenwang's expression was as usual. He murmured his lips, and finally couldn't help asking, "Zhenwang, don't you feel uncomfortable when Shier drives the car like that?"

"Well, will it?" Zhenwang seemed a little surprised, frowned and thought for a moment, then hesitated and said, "I think...it's okay? Maybe it's because I often go out to use the car, and I'm more used to it. So there is no discomfort, but for you, young master, it may be because you have stayed in the monastery house for a long time and have not gone out to take a car, so you are not used to it, and you are more likely to feel motion sickness."

"And the trip is so long, it's normal for you to feel uncomfortable, young master."

"..." Naoya was speechless, and he suddenly recalled that on the day he escaped from the monastery, the first time he got in the car driven by Zhenwang, the other party also rushed at the beginning, apparently usually Driving in such a bold way, that is to say, after he showed obvious discomfort, he gradually slowed down and the driving became more stable.

It's just that several days have passed, and he has somewhat forgotten how Zhenwang drove at the beginning, and when he set off early this morning, Zhenwang's driving level was also very reassuring. He almost forgot that Zhenwang's original driving style was almost the same as Shier's.

If he hadn't suffered from motion sickness at any time in the past, he would have almost believed what Zhenwang said just now.

But... In fact, it’s not sure, Naoya’s thoughts shifted a bit and he thought, aside from the time when he still had the spell power, the body in the previous life was an ordinary person from the beginning, but now he, It was in the past three years that he lost his spell power, and he gradually became an 'ordinary person'. Maybe the new problem of motion sickness is just a little sequelae after losing his spell power.

In the end, it was the loss of magic power that was to blame. The entire magic world couldn't find a precedent for him to use as a reference, so he could only guess wildly now.

Although, Naoya thinks that there is still a great possibility that he thinks too much, it is purely because Shire's driving skills are too vigorous.

"Why are you standing here stupidly, why don't you go up?" Shi Er, who had parked the car and was carrying three suitcases with a relaxed face, stepped forward and asked. But the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said deliberately, "What's the matter, you can't move your legs because of excitement?"

"...I don't have the strength to argue with you," Naoya said weakly, and groped in his pocket to take out a bunch of keys, no more, no less, exactly three in total, and handed them all to Mamoko, "The keys Here you go, you and Shi'er go up first, I think I'll just blow some air down there, and go up later."

Speaking of which, Gojo Satoru gave him the key before he left after eating plain noodles yesterday.

"I bought a pair of the same ones earlier, and almost forgot, so I just returned them to you today." Wujo Wu said with an innocent face.

Naoya almost didn't reward him with a headshot chestnut on the spot. He actually didn't remember such a big thing until the day before. Just find a hotel for one night.

As a result, Gojo Satoru didn't care about it at all, and raised his chin and said confidently, "What does it matter, even if I really forgot, as long as you send a text message, I can teleport here at any time."

"Really?" Naoya was suspicious and expressed disbelief, "What if you break your promise?"

"Absolutely impossible!" Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru was full of confidence in this, and smiled, "I have already set a special ringtone for your Zhenwang's phone number and text message, so that I can hear it at any time, but wait, wait. When you arrive in Tokyo, I will accompany you to buy a new mobile phone and get a calling card, and I will only set it up for you!"

It has to be said that Naoya felt a little touched in his heart after listening to these words, just like a stone thrown into a blue and calm pool, ripples like glazed waves appeared.

Zhen Wang took the key, but did not leave as Naoya said, and looked at him with increasing concern, "It's all right, master, I can walk with you first, take it easy."

"No, Zhenwang, I..."

"What's the matter?" Before Naoya could finish speaking, Shi Er interrupted directly, "If you don't feel well, go to sleep and spend some time here."

After all, Shi Er put down the suitcase in his hand and picked up Naoya with one hand. Originally, he wanted to carry him directly under his elbow like this, but he hesitated after seeing the other party's pale and uncomfortable face. After a while, he turned the direction of his hand and threw the person on his back, "Catch it, I don't have any extra empty hands to support you."

Immediately afterwards, he picked up two suitcases of luggage with ease again and walked towards the tall building.

Seeing this, Zhen Wang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile, and walked up to pick up the small suitcase that belonged to his young master, and followed him together.