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

After instructing Shi Er to take good care of Sister Riho, Naoya and Gojo Satoru rode on the faster-running milk tea, and under the cover of Ye Mu, jumped out of the window and ran between tall buildings.

"Just now that guy, Shier, seems to have something to say to you," Gojo Satoru sat behind Naoya, using the pretext of being unsteady, hugged Naoya's waist openly, and leaned into his ear, seemingly inadvertently raised Said, "And I remember that you said before that you had something to give him, but why did you only send it to Xiaohui?"

"...Originally, I wanted to take advantage of his birthday to give him a pair of safety buttons as a wedding gift for him and Sister Risui," Naoya pursed his lips, facing the increasingly fierce wind in front of him, and finally frowned, "But he is like this now... Forget it, it's not too late to give it to him after the matter is completely resolved."

"You think of him a lot," Wutiaowu curled his lips after hearing this, and his tone unconsciously carried a hint of complaint, "Obviously on my birthday, you just threw things to me directly It's over, how can I be so caring."

Naoya couldn't help but make Naoya look sideways for a while, holding back his eyes, and finally couldn't help laughing and said, "What are you talking about? What's the comparison? It's like I'm sending you birthday It’s like being careless when giving gifts.”

"Anyway, I was careful when I didn't give it to that guy," Gojo Satoru whispered, leaning on Naoya's shoulder with his arms around his waist, but turned his head on purpose so as not to meet his eyes. Like a child quarreling, he muttered, "Obviously counting now, I am the one who has been with you the longest."

"You know that too."

Seeing Gojo Satoru playing childish temper like this 'wronged', Naoya couldn't help being a little funny for a while, the annoyance that was surging in his heart because of Riho being cursed, it was a little relieved because of this, She laughed and said, "Isn't it because you have come to sleep on my bed in the middle of the night almost every day in the past few years, which made me lose the last bit of attention to you. Now I give you a gift, it feels like eating , handing you a pair of chopsticks is normal."

"Besides, I didn't pay too much attention when I gave gifts to Shier and the others before. If it weren't for the special circumstances this time, I would just throw them to them." After speaking, Naoya shook his shoulders, trying to put the The furry head on the shoulders flicked down, "Okay, don't lie on your stomach, hold it steady, and be careful to fall down later."

"What do you mean rubbing against your bed? I did it so that you could sleep better, and warmed your bed willingly, okay?" Naoya's words made Gojo Satoru feel a little awkwardness in his heart , disappeared in an instant, leaving only a lot of joy and a few traces of faint pride, raised his chin and laughed, "If you want me to say, this speed is too slow, don't worry, let the milk tea speed up, I hold you It's very tight, unless we fall together, you don't want to get rid of me."

"Oh, is that so?" Naoya raised the corners of his lips and raised his eyebrows, and asked provocatively, "Then I really want to speed up the milk tea?"

"You tell Milk Tea to speed up and run as fast as you can, so we can save a lot of time," Gojo Satoru responded with the same enthusiasm, but in the next second, he suddenly paused, as if remembering What's the matter, leaning into Naoya's ear and asking, "By the way, since it's rare to come to Tokyo, after the matter is settled, you...do you want to stop by and see Maki and the others?"

"I didn't want to mention this to you at first, but..." Gojo Satoru shrugged and said helplessly, "That woman has been wanting to see you again since she came to Tokyo. On the one hand, I have mentioned it to my people several times."

"...Did she say why?" After a long silence, Naoya withdrew from the high-spirited expression just now, looked ahead, and asked in a low voice.

"I didn't say that," Gojo Wu tilted his head and guessed, "Maybe he wanted to express his gratitude to you? After all, you were the unanimous objection of the old men in Dingchanyuan, and let her leave with her daughter safe and sound. A ghostly place like a Buddhist monastery."

"...Maybe," Naoya said indifferently, and didn't have any special reaction to Gojo Satoru's guess, "Speaking of which, Maki, Mayo and the others should be almost two years old."

"Well, it seems to be almost two years old," Gojo Satoru nodded and looked at Naoya curiously, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

"It's nothing, I just think, in a few years, the two of them will be going to kindergarten." Naoya smiled, but narrowed his eyes dangerously, "whether they will do spells or not in the future Teacher, I have to go to the kindergarten. I will ask you to help them find a suitable kindergarten. It is best for them to learn more than one foreign language. There is a lot of homework and a variety of school activities, which can make a five-year-old child tired. Going to hell... oh no, the exuberant energy is maximized."

Gojo Satoru: "...Are you sure there is such a kindergarten?"

"That's why I told you to look for it." Naoya snorted confidently from his nasal cavity, "Don't tell me you can't find it."

"...Okay," Gojo Satoru had no choice but to agree, he looked at the back of Naoya's head suspiciously, raised his eyebrows, and asked with some uncertainty, "How do I feel, you seem to be with those two little girls Is it like having a grudge?"

"You feel wrong," Naoya said slowly without panicking, "I'm doing this for their own good. Since I've already left the monastery, it's not wrong to learn more."

"Well, it seems to make sense," Gojo Wu nodded, and then smiled, "But speaking of it, you have changed a lot of disgusting things in the Zen Academy in the past two years, so teach me when you have time. "

"Where are you going now? It's too early to clean up those dirty things." Naoya smiled lightly, then turned his head and teased Gojo Goro behind him, "And you don't take care of the Gojo family as well. It's very good, I'm still waiting for you to come in through the gate of the monastery in a serious manner and talk to me about the two alliances."

"There will definitely be such a day." As if infected by Naoya's emotions, Gojo Satoru tightened his arms around his waist, and also laughed loudly, "Just clean up the Zen courtyard and wait for it." I'll be here!"

"Okay—" Naoya replied with a smile, "I'll be waiting for you."

And the milk tea under them led them to run fast all the way under the cover of twilight, and finally, after nearly an hour of driving, they quietly jumped into an amusement park.

On the signboard at the entrance of the park, there are several characters of "Duo Luo Bi Tropical Park".

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Located in the monitoring room where the working area of ​​the paradise is located, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, wearing the work clothes of the paradise, holding a cup of hot tea, guarding in front of several monitoring screens, sitting on a chair, blowing on the steaming tea. In the hot air, he was working on his shift in the second half of the night very leisurely.

"Yamada," another park employee who had already changed into his regular clothes, greeted him with his backpack in his hand, "I'm leaving first, and I'll work hard on you later."

"Okay," the man called Yamada turned around and said with a warm smile, "Leave everything to me, you have worked hard."

"Where, it's obviously you who just finished the operation not long ago, but you are required to take the night shift," the employee smiled apologetically, and then his eyes unconsciously moved to the forehead of the opposite Yamada, paused slightly, and stretched out his fingers hesitantly Pointing to his forehead, he asked cautiously, "Uh, that, it might be a bit offensive, but...do you really think about removing the scar on the top of your head a little bit, it still looks weird at night Human."

"It's okay, it's just a little thing." Yamada waved his hands indifferently, and said helplessly, "I wanted to do it too, but unfortunately the surgery was too deep. The doctor told me that this scar is really not easy to remove. .”

"Well, that's really not easy..." The employee nodded knowingly, glanced at the time, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Good guy, it's so late, I really have to go , Yamada, see you tomorrow." Saying that, the employee waved his hand, opened the door and left.

"See you tomorrow......"

As the employee left, the corners of Yamada's mouth, which had been raised a little, were instantly drawn away, leaving only a coldness between his brows and eyes. He touched the suture on his forehead that almost ran through the entire skull, as if sighing He breathed a sigh of relief, then took a sip of hot tea, turned around and looked at the monitoring screen again.

However, in the next second, he noticed that a black shadow suddenly flashed across the monitoring screen in the upper right corner.

This scene, which was originally only short to less than two seconds, made Yamada feel a little uneasy in an instant. He immediately adjusted the monitoring playback, pulled the scene back to the time just now, and adjusted the slow speed, and then his eyes fixed on the scene. staring at the screen, refusing to let go of even a single frame.

When the black shadow appeared in the screen again, Yamada paused immediately, and then he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The footage of the surveillance camera in the park is not very high-definition, and because it is at night, the picture is not only blurred, but also full of noise like snowflakes, but he can still make out the flashing road in the picture. The black shadows are two teenagers who can't see their faces clearly and are leaping across the air in strange postures.

If this is not a big deal, then, among the two teenagers, the conspicuous white hair of one of them is enough to make him extremely vigilant.

After all, he was able to survive for thousands of years, all relying on the word "cautious".

If this white-haired boy is really Wujo Wu, then who is the other person, and why did they choose to come to this closed playground in the middle of the night, and then think of Shier's wife in the Zen Academy? , the curse that has not yet been fully successful...

Yamada... Or, he should be called Ronso, squinting his eyes, looking at the two young figures on the screen, the black eyes like a quagmire, the inside is dark and unclear.