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

The next morning, Naoya woke up early, rubbed his eyes that were barely open, as if there was still a lump of paste in his head, he was slightly dizzy from tossing.

But fortunately, the feeling of nausea and vomiting last night has completely disappeared now, which can be regarded as a little comfort.

Naoya sat up chaotically, yawned, and glanced around the room. After a long while, he finally regained some cognitive spirit, and gradually realized that this was no longer the farmhouse where he lived for nearly a week.

The room is mainly decorated with light sky blue, and the wardrobe furniture is mainly ivory white with a little blue embellishment, which contrasts with the room and looks very harmonious—if you ignore the messy luggage and clothes.

The sunshine outside the window is just right, the rising sun slowly rises among the high-rise buildings in the city, and the setting sun shines on the rushing traffic, coating a layer of soft halo, like light spots, like streams on the complicated and intertwined roads Flowing slowly like a gurgling, this is a city scene completely different from the countryside, bustling and noisy.

Because of being too tired last night, coupled with the feeling of vomiting stuck in his throat and eyes, he really lost his appetite to enjoy dinner, greeted Zhenwang and Shier, and dragged his Randomly rummaged through the small suitcase and found a set of pajamas to change into, and slowly climbed onto the bed.

Before going to bed, Naoya still vaguely thought that it was fortunate that Gojo Satoru called someone to clean the apartment on a regular basis, otherwise he would have to tidy up for a long time before going to bed, and there was no way he could just lie down and fall asleep like he is now.

It's just that right now, Naoya is looking at his masterpiece last night with his chicken coop on his head. Since he was really tired at that time, he didn't have any scruples about throwing it around when he was looking for pajamas, so now he looks at the mess on the ground—he I feel my head hurting more.

Slowly getting out of bed, he simply barefooted, picked up the messy clothes on the floor one by one, threw them on the bed, folded them twice, and put them in the closet. Forgive him for being so depressed right now. I tidied it up well, and I will tidy it up when I have time later. As for the clothes left in the suitcase... Well, it’s actually good to put them there.

Scratching his hair with his hands, Naoya yawned and pushed the door out of the room, but as soon as he went out, he saw Gojo Satoru who visited at some time sitting on the sofa in the living room, and there were snacks on the coffee table in front of him And honey lemonade, and his orchids.

Although the TV program was tuned to the lowest volume, Naoya could still see that some kind of animation was playing on it. Seeing him coming out, Gojo Satoru shifted his attention away from it, and waved his hand to greet him with a smile. , "Good morning, Naozai.

"...Why are you here again?" Naoya, who was scratching his head, was speechless for a moment. He didn't ask this because he disliked Gojo Satoru's frequent visits. When he was still in the Zen Academy, the other party learned to teleport , he ran over every now and then, no matter what was going on, as if he completely regarded his yard as his own territory, and would come over to inspect it from time to time, he was used to it.

It's just that Gojo Satoru is about to succeed the Patriarch. It stands to reason that he should be very busy in the remaining half a year, but now it seems that he is like an idler, doing nothing all day long, very chic.

"Why, aren't you happy that I'm here?" Gojo Satoru pretended to be annoyed, but he gave up after holding on for less than half a second, and patted the seat beside him with a smile, "Hurry up and sit down, you're so silly there. What are you doing standing there, it happens that the breakfast that Zhenwang made for you will be ready soon, so come and watch the animation first."

"This apartment is also for you. I remember Zhenwang said that the study here was converted into your guest room. You can come here whenever you want. How could I be unhappy?" Naoya shook his head, walked over and sat down , said casually, "What animation, is it interesting?"

"Well, it's okay, let's talk about the villain wanting to change the world, and then the protagonist group resists the juvenile adventure animation of the conquest, the screen production is not bad, very interesting, oh yes, the current plot is developing to the most powerful one among the protagonist group He was thrown into the sea, although he didn't really die, but the situation is no different from being sealed, it's really miserable." Gojo Satoru propped his face on his knees, and commented casually, "Well, I'm not waiting for you to get up Waiting is boring, take a look."

For some reason, I somehow felt that the plot was brief and straightforward, so my expression changed, and I turned to look at Gojo Satoru next to me in confusion. After the other party noticed his gaze, he also turned around with his small face , raised his eyebrows, and silently asked him what was wrong.

"...No, it's nothing," Naoya looked away awkwardly, and changed the subject, "By the way, shouldn't you be very busy in the next six months? Why do you always have time to come over these two days? Is it okay over there?"

"No matter how busy you are, you have to combine work and rest," Wujou shrugged, took a snack from the coffee table and threw it into the corner of his mouth, and chewed, "Besides, it's not time for me to really need me. What's wrong, I just came out to play, this group of old men can't control me."

"And," halfway through speaking, Gojo Satoru pretended to pause, turned his head to Naoya, and then raised his smiling face again, "You just came to Tokyo, so I want to accompany you too."

Naoya opened his mouth and was about to say something when Zhen Wang, who had been busy in the kitchen, came out at this moment, with a plate in his hand, saw him, and smiled softly, "Good morning, young master, your breakfast is ready Alright, let's eat while it's hot." Saying that, he put the breakfast on the solid wood dining table near the corner.

"Okay," Naoya replied, looked at Wujo Wu again, and asked, "Do you want some too?"

"Eat it yourself, I've already eaten it." Wujo Wu waved his hand and refused, "You finish eating quickly, and then we can discuss and go out for a stroll."

"Okay, then you can watch the animation by yourself first." Naoya nodded, got up and went to the table, Zhenwang had already prepared everything, a plate of fried eggs with bacon, with the smell of burnt fried, and then Pair it with rich and nutritious oatmeal, simple and delicious.

Naoya picked up the chopsticks and pierced the egg yolk of the candied heart with the tip of the chopsticks. From it flowed out a creamy and thick egg liquid, wrapped the bacon, and bit it down. The aroma of the egg and the fresh bacon of the bacon fully blended, creating a unique flavor. Such a delicious taste bloomed on his tongue coating taste buds.

"It's delicious," Naoya raised his eyebrows in praise, and asked casually, "By the way, Zhenwang, what about Shier, haven't you woken up yet?"

But Zhenwang paused for a moment, shook his head, and said hesitantly, "Mr. Shier has already gone out, and it seems that he is the middleman who contacted me before... After communicating some news, it seems that there is an agreement between them. Some talk about some kind of deal."

Hearing this, Naoya was stunned, looked at Zhenwang and was silent for a while, finally put down the chopsticks in his hand, did not touch the rest of the breakfast, and let it gradually cool down.

"Probably, I went to pick up those 'special' orders for exorcising curse spirits in the underground black market, or something else." After a while, Naoya murmured in a low voice, deep and calm, somewhat distinguishable It's not clear what his true mood is at the moment.

In fact... this is within his expectations, Shier is Shir after all, and his nature is doomed that he will never be able to settle down in a corner honestly until he is truly willing to settle down.

The sky and the curse endow him with an overwhelming power that surpasses ordinary people, and even surpasses almost all conjurers. Such a strong man will never only pursue the small world in front of him. What attracted him became stronger and stronger after experiencing life and death again and again.

As for Zhizai, he can only establish a [restraint] with him, allowing him to guarantee his minimum life safety, but he cannot really stop him.

To be honest, this is much better than what he originally expected, Zhizai said in his heart, after all, from the time he left the monastery to the present, Shi Er has indeed spent a lot of time with him, and even made love with him as if having fun. It is indeed not easy for the bamboo canal and bamboo frame with flowing water to hold back until now to go out to have fun, pursue money and excitement.

Maybe...except for Shier's wife, no one in this world can really restrain and fasten his restless panther.

Family affection and love, there is still some difference between the two.

If it is said that from the care given to him by his parents in the previous life, Naoya understands that family affection is the mutual tolerance and mutual dependence of family members, then the various behaviors of the parents in daily life have interpreted love for him personally. What exactly is it.

If I insist on describing it, it is probably for the sake of the other party, to move towards the direction of making the relationship between the two closer together, willing to make small changes in myself, and keep working hard for it.

It's as if the mother can learn scarf knitting that she never knew about during the winter vacation break for the father, and the father can also cook the soup for the mother who sometimes works harder than him, from disregarding grains to cooking soup, and Absolutely affirm and support the mother's achievements in teaching.

Or, the father quit smoking for the sake of the mother, and the mother often prepared one or two mint candies in her pocket during the uncomfortable period of father quitting cigarettes, and it became a small habit later on.

When he was young in his previous life, these stories were mentioned by his father with a smile to show off to him, just like bedtime stories, dispelling his restlessness and anxiety of being reborn in the dark, fascinated him, and fascinated him. Yearning for it.

It is precisely because of this that Naoya is very able to understand the meaning of Shier's wife to his life.

Although, this person has not appeared yet...

Naoya thought a lot in his heart, but in fact, only a moment passed on the surface, but he was so silent, but it made Zhen Wang who was on the side a little concerned.

"Is the young master very worried about Mr. Shi'er?" After thinking for a while, Zhenwang asked softly, "If it's just to exorcise the curse spirit, I believe Mr. Shi'er will be fine."

"That's right, although that guy is a jerk, that's right, but Naoya, don't think of him as weak, okay?" Gojo Satoru, who was originally watching animation on the sofa, joined him at some point unwilling to be lonely. Come over and lie down on the dining table, "It's a bit worse than me, but that guy is indeed quite strong, you don't need to worry at all."

Seeing the two people in front of them, one big and one small, trying to comfort themselves with their own reasons, it seemed as if he was really worried about Shier, so Naoya couldn't laugh or cry for a while, so he had to explain, "No, I I just thought of something else."

"What did you think of?" Gojo Satoru asked curiously, "Make such an expression of bitterness and hatred."

"Uh, it's just about..." Naoya rolled his eyes wildly, trying to find some reason to fool him - after all, he couldn't say that he thought of his parents in the previous life.

Suddenly, an incredible thought flashed through his mind.

Now that it seems that it is difficult for Shier to settle down completely before he gets married, then... instead of letting the other party go out to pick up some exorcising spirits or other dangers that he doesn't understand or understand the situation at all Shanzi, why can't he send tasks to Shier directly by himself?

Not only is there no middleman to make the price difference, but the degree of risk can also be controlled within an acceptable and controllable range, which kills two birds with one stone.

Considering that there are fewer people in the magic world and more things to do, and the curse spirits that need to be exorcised are everywhere, and there is a serious shortage of manpower, since those people in the underground black market can earn this business, why can't he?

"I... want to open an office," Naoya raised his head after being silent for a long time, and finally spoke, ignoring the surprised eyes of Mamoko and Gojo Satoru, and continued to speak slowly, "A family... .A firm specializing in the exorcism of cursed spirits."

In Japan, there are tens of thousands of firms involved in all walks of life, including but not limited to law firms, accounting firms, taxation firms and detective firms, etc. If this is the case, then he wants to open a magic What's wrong with the office?