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

It stands to reason that Naoya has already had the experience of carving caramel once, and it should be easy for him to carve a second jade dog.

But this is not the case.

When Gojo Satoru finished dealing with some matters in the clan, he had a "good" talk with a few stubborn old men. After the matter was completed, he patted the dust on his hands that didn't exist, and ignored the group of old men with earthy faces behind him. Turning around, he teleported away in an upright manner, and very skillfully came to the dark room where Naoya was.

But what greeted him was the darkness without any candlelight. Naoya's usual cushions were neatly placed under the coffee table, and they had become cold since no one knew when, as if they had never been used. There was no trace, and in the empty room, except for his breathing, no other sound could be heard.

It seems that Naoya has already left. After being stunned, Gojo Satoru calmly thought about it, and he was not too flustered about it. As early as when he was carving caramel, Naoya told him that the magic power in his body had almost been soothed. Someone once came to tell him that as long as he wanted, he could leave here at any time and return to the original yard.

"But I plan to carve the Jade Dog and Dots together before going there," Naoya at that time, concentrating on adjusting the angle of each fall of the carving knife on the gradually forming shadow, while taking time to enlighten Wujo, "When I was carving It’s too easy to focus too much, and it will become difficult to detect the disturbances around me, and if other people in the Zen courtyard accidentally find out what I’m doing, that’s not good.”

"So, you plan to train them in your small yard at that time?" Gojo Satoru understood instantly, "In this way, even if people come, you can find them in time and let them hide."

"That's it," Naoya nodded with a smile, "So if you don't see me when you come here, just go to the yard where I used to live and look for me. I should be there."

At the end of the memory, looking at the empty room in front of him, Gojo Satoru couldn't help frowning and thinking, before he left last time, Naoya had just finished carving the first jade dog, and spent so much magic power, at least he had to rest It takes about three days to continue carving.

But right now he has only been away for less than a week, and before he left, he specifically mentioned to Naoya that he will be busy dealing with the "trivia" of the clan recently, so Naoya should not finish carving the jade dog too soon, and wait Waiting for him, regardless of whether the other jade dog has been carved or not, with Naoya's temperament, it is impossible to leave suddenly for no reason without sending any text message to inform him in advance.

Something was wrong, Gojo Satoru frowned and thought, clicked his tongue immediately, and teleported out of the room the next second without hesitation, and came to Naoya's original small courtyard.

However, today is different from the past, the level of attention Naoya receives in the Buddhist monastery is by no means comparable to that of a nearly transparent person a year ago, so Gojo Satoru deliberately kept an eye out for this, and did not teleport directly to Naoya In the former room, I hid in the treetops in the yard, and quietly observed the movement in the house under the cover of the increasingly dense leaves approaching summer.

The result was that Gojo Satoru sat on the tree fork and patiently squatted for almost a quarter of an hour. Naoya's yard was still as quiet as before, except for the occasional sparrows chirping past and the slight sound of the wind, there were not many attendants. Traveling here, even Wujo Satoru began to doubt whether Naoya and others were here.

Anyway, in the past, Zhenwang was busy working for Naoya, but now, it is so quiet here that people want to yawn. Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru couldn't help yawning lazily, with a few drops of physiological tears secreting from the corners of his eyes, and then he With a leap, he jumped directly from the top of the tall tree, and lightly stepped on the soft green lawn, like a cat, without making any sound, just swaggered across the wide yard, and walked directly into the In Naoya's room.

However, after opening the barrier door and entering the room, Wujo Wujo saw him sitting on the bed, rubbing his calf and calf impatiently, wearing only a thin dark blue bathrobe Naoya, without the jade dog to accompany him, even the annoying bird disappeared, only Naoya was alone, and he didn't even notice when he entered the room.

"Naoya?" Seeing this, Gojo Satoru hurried over to ask, staring at Naoya's exposed calf, but did not find any obvious scars or bruises, but because of Naoya's kneading, on the white leg, A few light pink finger marks were left behind, which set off the straight calf, which became more slender and white.

"...What's wrong with your legs?" For the time being, I can't see anything wrong, but because of the red marks on Naoya's legs, Gojo Satoru, who inexplicably flushed a few spots on his face for a while, subconsciously He looked away and asked, "You didn't tell me when you moved back here, so I ran to the house over there to look for you, but I didn't see you."

"Sorry, I'm also in an emergency situation, hiss—"

As he said that, Naoya gasped, pressed his hands on his calves more forcefully, frowned and said, "I suddenly suffered from severe cramps in my calf these two days, and Naoya knew about it and asked me to move here Take a good rest—it was just yesterday, I left in such a hurry that I didn’t even finish carving the other Jade Dog and Diandian, so I had to put them in the shadow first.”

"Cramp? Why do you have such severe cramps all of a sudden?" After hearing this, Gojo Satoru couldn't help being a little confused, but then, he noticed the faint blackness under Naoya's eyes, and the unexplained reverie in his heart disappeared instantly. , and asked with a frown, "Did you not sleep well these two days because of cramps? You have dark circles under your eyes."

Naozai, who was getting thinner and thinner, with such a pair of dark circles under his eyes, was like eggplant beaten by frost. From the inside to the outside, there was a sense of listlessness and malaise, as if he could fall to the ground instantly in the next second. Awake.

"Do you think I don't want to sleep?" Naoya pressed his index finger hard, kneading his calf uncomfortablely, with a little bit of grievance in his words, he said in a childish way, "The calf has been pumping endlessly. , I can’t sleep even if I want to sleep, it’s so annoying that I don’t have the energy to do sculpture..."

"It's all like this and you still want to carve," Gojo Satoru was speechless for a while, and then pointed to Naoya's dark circles, "Do you know what you look like now, like a malnourished bean sprouts, have you taken care of it? Have a meal."

As he said that, Gojo Gojo paused for a moment, with doubts appearing in his eyes, looking at Naoya's almost sunken cheeks, he asked belatedly, "Speaking of it, why does it seem that every time I came here before, I didn't I bumped into you when you were eating, huh?"

Although he used a questioning tone, Gojo Satoru almost already had the answer in his heart, especially when he saw Naoya's erratic eyes, looked around, but didn't look at him, he became more certain in his heart.

"Uh... yes, yes? Maybe..." Naoya moved his eyes away, and replied with a clear guilty conscience, trying to hide the truth, and he couldn't help thinking to himself, obviously his truth He is older than Wujo Wu by more than one round, but now he is firmly suppressed by the other party's eyes that seem to be real, and he can't refute. Should he really be the strongest in the future? Even in terms of aura and coercion, he is so talented .

"You still dare to perfunctory me?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, leaned in front of Naoya, and stretched out his hand to ruthlessly pluck his cheek. Unfortunately, Naoya has become very thin recently, and the flesh on his face is too little to pinch at all. I had no choice but to let go, "Don't be impatient and take your time, you won't listen to me, I guess your dark circles didn't just happen in the last two days, it's just that the light in the house was too dark before, and you weren't caught I just found out.

"Tell me honestly, did you already start staying up late when you were carving caramel?" After finishing speaking, Gojo Satoru patted the tatami hard, making a muffled sound, and looked at Naoya questioningly, raising his eyebrows coldly , full of courage.

"...You have already said it all, what else can I say." Naoya rubbed the cheeks that were reddened by Gojo Satoru, curled his lips, looked at the more and more annoyed eyes of the other party, and finally had no choice but to hang down Mou assured, "Got it, there will be no next time... Anyway, if I don't solve the problem of constant cramps, I really don't have much energy to sculpt recently."

"It's good if you know!" Gojo Satoru glared at Naoya, then focused his gaze on his calf, and asked with some concern, "Have you tried rubbing it with medicinal oil, do you want me to massage it for you?"

"I have cramps, not a muscle strain. What is the use of medicated oil?" Naoya waved his hand, "I took some calcium supplement tablets, and I often massage myself recently, and I should be fine soon. you do not need to worry."

"'Don't worry, don't worry', I found that you like to say this sentence all the time," Wutiao Wuwenyan raised his eyebrows and deliberately imitated the complaint, with a deep sense of displeasure in his expression, "Don't think about it carefully, how could I not worry, besides, even if you really want me not to worry, you should at least be responsible to yourself." Saying that, Gojo Satoru stretched out his finger and poked Naoya chest.

"You always have so many plans, your own plans, and you always like to do this and that alone, oh, except for the bastards Zhenwang and Shierna, who are with you... Tsk," Gojo Gojo paused, and scratched his head a little irritably, as if he didn't know how to express the boredom that kept popping up in his heart, and finally just muttered softly, "It's like excluding me."

"...Why do you think so," Naoya smiled helplessly, trying to appease Gojo Satoru's seemingly depressed mood, "I just don't want you to worry too much about my little things."

"Come on, in your eyes, it's not a big deal about yourself," Gojo Satoru sneered, apparently having seen through Naoya's nature, and didn't follow him, hugging his chest, "I promised you before What, after becoming the head of the family, you will 'marry' with the Wutiao family, but now you even want to hide this trivial matter from me, I don't think you are sincere at all."

"Where is this?" Naoya couldn't help laughing, "Besides, it's a win-win cooperation, not a marriage. You just remember this word, right?" After a pause, he teased himself in a relaxed tone , "And it was just a cramp, it's really not a big deal, maybe it's a sign that I'm finally going to grow taller?"

"How do you know it's not about the power of the mantra?" Gojo Satoru immediately retorted. In fact, he had looked at it carefully since he entered the door. Right now, the mantra in Naoya's body was flowing and balanced, nourishing his body that had been lacking mana power for a long time. Did not cause any harm.

"Anyway, if you don't want me to tell Zhenwang them what you look like now, just give me a good meal and a good sleep, do you hear that?" I need to worry, didn't I tell you to go back to deal with some things before, now that it's over, the old men at home are 'sensible' a lot, so they won't bother me casually, and I will have more time to spend with me in the future you."

"...Okay, just listen to you," Naoya was indeed frightened by Gojo Satoru's threat. After thinking about it, if Mamoko knew his current situation, with Mamoko's personality , I am afraid that he will rush back to him desperately, but he has no choice but to agree to Wujo Wu's request for the time being.

However, after listening to the last sentence of the other party, he couldn't help but frowned and wondered, "I won't bother you anymore? What do you mean?"

"It's just a literal meaning," Gojo Satoru raised the corner of his mouth, looking very happy, "I'm free."

As for those hands that are stretched too long and stretched too wide, if you are obsessed with obsession, you can just cut it off, and it will save your eyes. Wutiaowu thought faintly that there was no trace on his face. As for these, there is no need to let them Naoya knows.

"Really..." Naoya looked at Gojo Satoru's high-spirited expression, for some reason, he always felt inexplicably inconsistent.

Probably an illusion, Naoya thought with some uncertainty, after all, as Wujo Wu's strength is getting stronger and stronger, it will be a matter of time before the Wujo family can't restrain the other party, otherwise Wujo Wu would not have gone to the high school so easily. Learned, but the time is much earlier than he expected.

"Wait, spend more time with me—" Until then, Naoya finally realized, somewhat incredulously, "Could it be that you plan to come here every day?"

"Of course," Gojo Satoru raised his brows, stood up and said with his hands on his hips, "otherwise how can I monitor your three meals a day and sleep? Anyway, it only takes a few seconds for me, it's simple."

Naoya: "..." Help, even Zhenwang never cared about me so strictly!

The following days will become much simpler.

Under Gojo Satoru's supervision, Naoya had no choice but to order his attendants to leave three meals a day outside the door, and he would take them by himself, and when they were brought into the room, he would swallow the meals one mouthful under the watchful eyes of Gojo Satoru , Occasionally, he ate a little less, and Gojo Satoru deliberately photographed it, washed it out and brought it to Zhenwang, and it didn't take long for his mobile phone to ring from Zhenwang.

Yes, I don’t know when Gojo Satoru and Mamochi formed an alliance behind his back, and this small alliance has only one goal, which is to urge him to eat and sleep well.

"Can you stop reporting to Zhenwang all the time?" Finally, Naozai couldn't bear it anymore and was furious. He slapped the table and said, "I've said it all, I will eat well!"

"If you are really delicious, how can I have a photo to show Zhenwang?" Gojo Satoru naturally dismissed this, and raised the red film camera in his hand - originally Zhenwang was keeping it, but now entrusted to him Gojo Satoru used it, "Besides, Zhenwang can also tell me a lot of your bad habits, such as like to stay up late doing sculpture quietly."

"..." Thinking of the night before yesterday, because he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, he secretly got up to carve another jade dog, but was caught by Gojo Satoru in a short while, and Naoya fell into silence for a while.

"So you can eat obediently and obediently, and don't forget the calcium tablets that Zhenwang asked me to bring you," Gojo Wu jokingly said, holding his chin. If you want to grow taller, you should supplement your nutrition, and you don’t want your height to be too short, do you?”

"...One bite at a time, you guys are getting in touch more and more," Naoya silently stuffed another mouthful of food into his mouth after hearing Gojo Satoru's words.

"No way, who made someone so disobedient." Gojo Satoru smiled, looked at Caramel, who was rarely let out, and asked intentionally, "You mean it, Caramel."

Caramel, on the other hand, lay behind Naoya with its huge body, obediently serving as the softest and most comfortable backrest. Hearing this, he just wagged his tail slightly and did not move around.

And Naoya Gojo Gojo continued the previous topic, laughing and cursing, as if he was still in Tokyo, arguing endlessly.

Caramel didn't quite understand the conversation between the two, but could feel that every time the white-haired boy came, his master's mood would be much better, and he was no longer as taciturn as when he was alone. The white-haired boy became a little more grateful and approached him, and was willing to talk to him.

The days are like this little by little, flowing away like leaves falling into the water, and Naoya has indeed grown a lot taller as he wished, and in just half a year, he has grown by nearly five centimeters !

However, the rapid increase in height also indirectly caused his body to become thinner and weaker, as if only a thin layer of muscle was left to stick to the skeleton. No matter how much Gojo Satoru supervised and urged him to eat well, it was still difficult to make up for it. It looks like it can barely maintain the status quo.

And Naoya’s other Jade Dog was finally completed in a hurry during this period. It is a black-haired Shiba Inu. He also named it "Milk Tea", which is exactly the same as caramel. Make a pair.

As for Diandian, um... If you want to blame it, you can blame Gojo Satoru. In the past six months, he has been too strict with him, and he refuses to give him any more time for carving.

"It's fur color, you call it milk tea?!" Gojo Satoru pointed to a milk tea that was almost the size of caramel, his eyes widened and he asked in disbelief, "And why did you give it so much magic power? It didn't last time. Have you learned your lesson already?"

"Just treat it as a pearl in the milk tea, so it's okay," Naoya waved his hand, rubbing the hairy head of the milk tea, and explained indifferently, "As for the magic power, don't worry. I have a sense of proportion, I didn't give it all at once, not to mention that I feel that my spell power is much stronger than it was half a year ago." After a pause, he smiled again, "And think about it, if milk tea and coke are not the same size , isn’t milk tea very pitiful.”

"Well, it is indeed much better than it was half a year ago... Forget it, I wish I could bring this to you." Although he was amazed at Naoya's other jade dog, Gojo Satoru did not forget Today's purpose, I took the thing out of my pocket and handed it over, "I can feel that it is some kind of cursed object. Zhenwang said that he found it in a certain temple, and said that he must not let anyone other than you People saw it and made it mysterious, what the hell is this?"

Hearing this, Naoya turned his head and saw the cube-shaped cursed object in Gojo Satoru's hand at a glance. The whole body was tightly wrapped by unknown talisman paper stripes. From the surface alone, it was indeed impossible to detect more.

But Naoya paused, his eyes widened slightly, and then, the corners of his mouth gradually pursed.

"Finally...found it."

Naoya murmured softly as if feeling a little emotional, but on his face was an unprecedentedly relaxed expression since he returned to the monastery.

"Prison Gate..."