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

"So, what are you going to do with it now?" Gojo Satoru pointed to the shadow that looked like a bird but not a bird rubbing against Naoya, and raised his eyebrows, "I can't let it just pretend to be a ten shadow method like this God, those old guys in the monastery will definitely not buy it."

"Of course I know." After calming down, Naoya couldn't help sighing when he saw the shadow who was very close to him, "I don't know how to tell you, but I have an inexplicable feeling in my heart right now. It can be further changed, and it is even possible to change into other creatures or objects other than the ten shadows method, but I..."

"But I can't find a way to make it continue to change, can you?" After understanding the meaning in Naoya's words, Gojo Satoru asked with his arms crossed, "You already have the flow of mantra in your body, although it should have been It’s your own spell power, but you’ve been hidden by this shadow for four years, so maybe there’s some special connection with it that makes you feel this way.”

And hearing the shadows of the two of them talking, probably understood the meaning of the words, knowing that the protagonist they were talking about was himself, and seemed to be a lot excited because of it for a while, fluttering its wings that are not wings, in Naozai's Jumping up and down on the shoulders, just like a real dot, rubbing against Naoya's face affectionately.

However, unlike Dot Dot, which has a somewhat warm touch in the fur, there is no fully formed shadow, and it still has a slippery coolness like a slime, although it is not uncomfortable, even for Naoya's hot body. To say that it is just right, but it is not really furry after all, this kind of slippery and cold touch will always make Naoya inexplicably feel a little strange.

"Probably so," Naoya responded to Gojo Satoru's words, while trying to push the shadow away so that it would no longer rub against his cheek, but the shadow mistakenly thought it was playing with him, and happily touched Naoya's hand Playing the dodge game, he poked Naoya's palm with its 'beak' from time to time, which made Naoya itchy, so he had no choice but to withdraw his hand and said, "I just don't know how to make it a real one. 'Shikigami'."

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru kept pecking at Naoya's little hand as if playing with the shadow, and squinted his eyes. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. Before he had time to think about it, he immediately couldn't wait. He shared with Naoya, "Hey, tell me, can you use the method of 'sculpting' to help your shadow complete the next change?"

"Sculpture?"

"Yes!"

Probably because the more he thought about it, the more feasible it became. The look in Gojo Satoru's eyes was obviously a little more excited, which made him look a little more excited than Naoya as the party involved. The red string, and what is tied underneath is the black jade ouroboros that Naoya carved for him before his birthday.

"Just like this," Gojo Satoru held the pendant in his palm, and there was still a little bit of his body temperature on the door. He stared at Naoya's eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone was somewhat high-spirited, "And before you sent me If you could carve out that wooden wolf with shadows, it would be a jade dog!"

Naoya was taken aback when he heard the words, he hadn't thought about it at all, after all, the shadow's soft, slime-like touch is really different from the hard materials such as wood and jade that he often carves on weekdays, So he hesitated and said, "Let's not talk about how to carve, what tool to use to carve, it's like this—" Naoya poked the shadow a little bit, and saw his fingertips just touched the shadow, the touched body That place was like cotton, and immediately sank down.

"Could it be a little too soft, so soft that it can't be carved at all." Naoya sighed, "I've never learned how to carve tofu."

"Tsk, I told you, it only pretends to be obedient in front of you," Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes and curled his lips, "When you were in the hospital, you were unconscious, and it became a blade. Harder than steel, combined with its natural toughness, it took me several minutes to reapproach you."

"You mean, I can try to make it change its hardness to make it suitable for carving?" Naoya thought for a while, and thought it seemed feasible, nodded and said, "It should be possible to try, but if this is the case, the carving will not be suitable for carving." What about the tools?"

"It's not easy," Wujo Gojo smiled and patted his chest, "I'll go find the tools you used to use and give them to you."

"Can ordinary tools work on shadows..." Naoya was a little skeptical.

"You have to try first. If it doesn't work, then we'll think of other ways." Gojo Satoru stood up and hugged Naoya tightly, but he let him go quickly. After hesitating for a moment, he still opened his mouth and said, " When I go back to the apartment in Tokyo this time, I don’t know if your family really wants them to go back... Do you have anything to say, or something you want to ask, do you need me to bring them?"

Naoya, who was a bit inexplicable by Gojo Satoru's sudden hug, was slightly startled after listening to the other party's words, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he just shook his head and swallowed the unfinished words , and turned to say, "No, I have... told you before, there is nothing more to say, and I still have a mobile phone, and I will contact them when I am done with my affairs. It's the same, lest they worry."

"Okay, then you wait for me, and I'll be back soon." Gojo Satoru nodded, and after the words fell, he disappeared in front of Naoya.

With Gojo Satoru's departure, the room became quiet again, and Naoya sat on the spot, it seemed that there was still some warmth left on his body after Gojo Satoru hugged him, which had not completely dissipated, and it was this warmth that made him no longer afraid Silence and darkness all around.

In the past, he originally planned to help Gojo Satoru a little bit, so as to prevent the other party from being sealed and cause chaos in Tokyo... Thinking of this, Naoya subconsciously rubbed his arm, trying to keep Gojo Satoru to hug him tightly After he realized what he was doing, he was slightly taken aback by the remaining sense of touch, then shook his head slightly as if mocking himself, and smiled with his lips pursed.

But now, it is Gojo Satoru who helps him more and more. He goes to make friends with the other party with a not pure purpose, but what he gets in return is the warm sincerity of the other party-although sometimes there is too little sense of distance, It almost scalded him.

"Is it a win-win cooperation..."

Thinking of the "marriage" Gojo Satoru mentioned as if joking, Naoya thought about it for a moment. As time goes by, the high-level conjurers will only become more arrogant and corrupt, and the rules of the conjuration world are almost entirely based on them. The vital interests and joys and displeasures of the people are formulated, and the commoner conjurers cannot get any protection, and may even lose their lives because of the random neglect of the high-level conjurers. Magician, but compared to the actions of the high-level conjurers, I am afraid it is still a drop in the bucket.

However, if the Wutiao family and the Chanyuan family unite to use his office as a basis to win over all the civilian magicians who have suffered from it, and thus intervene in the entire magic world, it seems that it is not unreasonable to pry the entire high-level magic. possible thing.

Even, they can still contact the government/government, Naoya squinted his eyes, as far as he knows, the government/government seems to have been trying to interfere with the high-level conjuration, but the group of high-level conjuration has been impeccable in this regard, so that The government/government can hardly find a chance to take advantage of it.

With Naoya who lived an ordinary life for more than [-] years in his previous life, his vision today is naturally not limited to a small magic world. Above the high level of magic, there should be laws/laws of this country.

No matter how powerful the conjurers themselves are, they are still human beings, and they are also members of the general public in this country. They should also be restrained and protected by the law. Jumping outside the law/law, arbitrarily convicting others with your own likes and hates, and implementing sanctions, even the death penalty?

Perhaps, he can find an opportunity later to let Zhenwang try to contact the government/government. Legally, the government recognizes the legitimacy of their firm, and the government/government can also use this as an entry point to officially start working on high-level conjuration. remediation.

However, I still want to think carefully about these things. Naoya pressed his aching temple twice, and thought to himself, after all, the government is not a charity organization. If we really want to cooperate with the other party, of course it is not just as simple as talking about it.

A suitable opportunity is needed.

"Oh," Naoya sighed, "There are too many things to consider..."

The shadow on the side seemed to see Naoya's troubles, and rubbed Naoya's cheek in comfort, with a hint of coquettishness, and was very intimate with Naoya.

"Well, you really look like a puppy," Naoya, who was tickled by the shadow, stroked him amusedly, "It's so soft, I don't know if it can make you harder."

But seeing that Shadow seemed to understand Naoya's words, he hurriedly approached him, flapped his wings, and yelled slightly hoarsely like a crow, as if he was trying to express something.

It's a pity that Naoya doesn't have a very close connection with him, so he can only look at the shadow jumping in front of him with an inexplicable face, not knowing what it wants to say.

Not long after, I also found such a useless shadow, jumping up and down in front of Naoya anxiously, and finally jumped all the way to the shadow body that became quiet after Naoya separated it with his mind, like a pool of stagnant water , with a bird's beak, like a chicken pecking at rice, gently pecked at the body, then looked up at Naoya, and sang twice.

"...Do you want me to touch it?" Naoya tentatively asked, but saw the shadow nodded immediately, and tweeted again.

"What's wrong with it, you want me...eh?" Naoya stretched out his hand and touched the shadow body, but this time the touch is no longer the soft touch of slime before. , much more solid and dense than that, if you insist on describing it, it's like changing from slime to... plasticine?

Although it is still soft, its plasticity is obviously much stronger than before.

"Is this what you want me to see?" Naoya looked at the shadow with fluttering wings in surprise, only to see it fly onto Naoya's shoulder again, rubbing it affectionately as if asking for credit.

"Thank you." Feeling the touch of the shadow, Naoya frowned, smiled lightly, and stretched his hand a little longer into the depth of the shadow body, wanting to see if the shadow body is there. the end.

It's just that as he went deeper, he found that the density of the shadow seemed to be getting higher and higher, and the resistance continued to increase accordingly, making it more difficult for his hand to move forward inside.

But he couldn't figure it out for the time being, so Naoya pulled his arm out of the shadow body, thinking to himself, it seems that the shadow body is more and deeper than he imagined.

Immediately afterwards, he tried to pull out a small ball from the shadow, put it in his palm, and poked it with his fingertips, leaving a few shallow pits in an instant—it felt more like plasticine.

"Uh...can you make it harder?" Naoya asked softly, staring at the small shadow.

As the words fell, the shadow in his palm didn't seem to have changed at all. Just as Naozai sighed in unavoidable disappointment, after a while, he saw the shallow pits that had been poked on the surface of the small group of shadows slowly return. Bomb, smooth again.

Seeing this change, Naoya's eyes lit up, and he tried to poke again, but this time, he failed to poke a hole in it.

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When Gojo Satoru came back, what he saw was Naoya with his back turned to him, with his head down, looking mysterious as if he was doing something.

"Naozai?" Gojo Satoru was a little puzzled, holding the other party's commonly used toolbox in his hand, "What are you doing?"

"Ah, Gojo, you're back. It just so happens that I'm almost done." Hearing this, Naoya turned around excitedly, handed over the things in his hand, and looked at Gojo Gojo expectantly, "Hurry up and try." This, made with my shadow."

In Naoya's hand, there is a small pair of, uh... maybe it can be called disc sunglasses, probably because it was carved by hand, the frame of the sunglasses seems to be a little crooked .

Gojo Satoru: "..."

What is this stuff?