Does the scumbag cry out to Ernie when she's crying?

The rain fell down the brow bone, and Wutiaosui squinted slightly, vaguely discerning the blurred black and white patches on the opponent's body, and said, "What...you blocked me."

Gojo Satoru stared at her through the sunglasses, "Is it blocking you? Is it blocking you standing here and taking a shower in the rain?"

No matter how poor she was at Wutiao's house, her clothes were always neat and clean. After moving to his yard, Wutiaosui got a lot of new clothes and was always dressed like a princess.But at this moment, she was like a child who was abandoned on the street and didn't know what to do, she was in a mess.

The raindrops became bigger and bigger, hitting the body densely, and there was a dull pain that was subtle but still there.

Fortunately, there are no people on the street, and most of the shops around are not doing well because they are close to Leibo Street. Naturally, no one will feel that they are standing in the rain, but all the rain falls around them. be surprised.

Gojo Satoru stood in front of her, and while unfolding the infinite spell, it was absorbed by Gojo Sui, but this time the absorption was slower than before, probably because Gojo Sui had been able to control his abilities more actively.

"Yeah, I'm just standing here to wash my brain." Wutiaosui clenched his hands and said in a low voice: "It would be great if I could really wash the contents inside... It would be great if I could go back to the beginning .”

The hand Gojo Satoru originally wanted to extend stopped in mid-air, and he could only watch the rain fall down her face, like the tears that fell on that moonlit night.

If only he could go back to the very beginning, if he could see her at that time, if he could lower his head and approach her, if...

Wutiaosui looked up at him again, and asked, "So you came to kill me? Master Wu..."

Gojo Satoru wears a pair of round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, the small lenses look a little funny, anyone would think that such a dress on a rainy day is very ridiculous.I haven't seen him for a few years. He grew a lot taller in adolescence, a head taller than the current five spikes, and his limbs suddenly twitched like a sprouting tree. grow weak.

Who will be stronger among them now?Who can kill whom?

Gojo Satoru put down his hand and said, "I'm here to fulfill my promise."

This guy used "I", still in such a formal tone...

Just stunned for a moment, Wutiaosui showed that impatient expression again, turned her head slightly, looked at the abandoned shops on the street, their shadows were reflected in the glass windows, she asked, "What promise?"

Gojo Satoru clenched his hands, trying to make himself look more righteous in front of her, and said, "I told you, I want to come to Tokyo Magic College to study, and then live here, and you will come to school with me."

Gojoho almost immediately thought of that summer day, going to the fireworks display, going to the aquarium, going to the bookstore with Tanaka...

Those photos are still with Tanaka.

Gojosuke lowered her eyes and said, "I don't remember this kind of thing, and I must have not agreed at that time." She noticed Gojo Satoru's pause, then smiled mockingly, and said, "You don't think a A unilateral confession can also be called a promise, right? You are still the same, looking like a young master..."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to her again, emphasizing: "I have completed the admission procedures for the college, bought the house, and arranged for the dissolution of the Zenyuan family's marriage contract. Although that fellow Zenyuan Naoya wanted to play tricks and disagree, but The Patriarch of the Chanyuan will definitely agree to get rid of trouble, it's just a matter of time..." He explained his decision and proposition while trying to make his fingertips touch her.

He is obviously the Patriarch of the Gojo Clan with "six eyes" and no lower limit spells, so all kinds of gorgeous titles are layered on him, why does the hand close to her still tremble slightly?He was more afraid than anyone else that the person in front of him would leave him again and disappear from this world.

Wutiaosui seemed to have sensed his intention, took a step back, and asked softly, "So what?"

"I……"

Wu Tiaosui interrupted him and said: "As long as I don't go back, these things have nothing to do with me. Do you think you can let me go back if you sell me well? Treat me like a child, just give me a little Sweetness can slap me countless times...then you underestimate me too."

——I just feel that there is no place for me here, just like building blocks, no matter how hard I try to build them, they can be easily destroyed.

She rarely showed a completely undisguised expression of contempt, and mocked the person opposite her who was related to her by blood in a sharp tone, "After all, how much do you know about me? How can you have the face to think that you are my brother?" -"

——You are just unlucky enough to have a close blood relationship with my body. If there is no such relationship, maybe Tanaka and I would have a better life.

"I hate the world of magic and Zen, I hate the head of Gojo, Shinya Gojo, I also hate your parents, your Gaoyan, your Gojo family, everyone there!" Gojo Sui took a few steps forward , reached out and grabbed Gojo Satoru by the collar, and pulled him down from the angle of looking down on her, so that he would fall into the same mess as herself. She said loudly: "Including you! I hate you! You, and I hate your aloof attitude the most! You took everything away from me and appeared in front of me again, reminding me that I have lost them..."

She probably can understand Wujo Shinya's mood. It is easier to hate others than to hate yourself. As long as you point the blade at others, you can let yourself breathe a sigh of relief, so why not do it?She also wanted to question why Tanaka didn't tell her all this when he had the opportunity, why he used "love" to let her leave her side, and then let her immerse herself in endless regret...

But that is the only one, the "love" that no longer exists in the world.

So it would be better to hate someone she doesn't love.

Wujo Satoru is the most suitable object, the hateful person who has everything.

Wutiaosui stared at him closely.

Come and quarrel with me!Verbal attacks, physical conflicts, anything is fine!Come to hate, come to loathe!

better than love...

Maybe it was because the two were too close, and the limitlessness that was still barely maintained disappeared completely, so the two really became exactly the same embarrassed and downcast, and were drenched from head to toe by the rain.

The mischievous straightforwardness facing Naoya of the Chanyuan, the calm and self-restraint facing the patriarch, the respect for the teacher, and the gentleness and innocence facing Tanaka are all gone, replaced by hysteria, anger and hatred...

But this is enough, this is the truth that only he can see.

The delicate and beautiful fiancée, the elegant and peaceful eldest lady, the genius-like top student, the spiritual sustenance who needs to be taken care of...all are fake.

Hidden under the beautiful skin is full of vitriol, acrimony, arrogance, arrogance, anxiety, sensitivity, vulnerability and self-abandonment.But it doesn't matter, because she is his younger sister, a treasure that he has never discovered in the past.

The two pairs of blue eyes stared at each other, Gojo Satoru said, "I'm sorry."

Wutiaosui's ice-like eyes trembled slightly, showing an expression of disbelief.

"I don't know you, I don't understand you, I don't know anything about you, if you hadn't run out of that yard, if I hadn't passed by there when I was attending a banquet that afternoon, maybe I would have just thought I was from the Wujo family I am the strongest, and will become the strongest in the magic world in the future. I will never know your existence, and I will never know that there are people in this world besides my parents who are connected by my blood."

Gojosui's breathing became more rapid, and her fingers were white from too much force, without any blood color. She reached out to take Gojo Satoru's sunglasses, and was about to throw them under her feet and crush them, but Gojo Satoru had already grabbed hers. Wrist, opened the mouth and said:

"Only this must never be thrown away, Sui."

Wutiaosui froze for a moment, looking at the sunglasses in his hand.

It's just a pair of broken glasses...

"because--"

That's what you gave me.

In the next second, there was a sudden sound of wind blowing past the ears of the two, a black shadow clinging to it, the blade cut through the raindrops, and Wutiaosui couldn't help shouting: "Little Yin, don't come over—"

The offensive could no longer be stopped, Gojo Satoru easily grabbed Akutagawa Gin's wrist with his free hand, and stopped the dagger that almost pierced his ribs.

The child she could name was probably someone she knew.

"Hey, what are you doing! Let go of Sui!"

The two turned their heads together, and Nakahara Nakaya was standing not far away, watching Gojo Satoru with vigilant eyes.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the flustered girl, didn't speak, but pushed her aside with a little force.

Akutagawa Gin immediately jumped back a few steps, distanced himself from Gojo Satoru, and said in a worried voice, "Sister Xiaosui!"

They also have white hair and blue eyes, and they do have similarities in appearance. This is undoubtedly the elder brother that Wu Tiaosui always mentions in one word.

"Rashomon!"

After touching the two of them, the ability belt immediately dropped powerlessly, obviously absorbed by Wutiaosui's ability.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke was a little surprised, "Supernatural person?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth and said, "Gravity doesn't work..."

Wujo Sui didn't speak, but immediately grabbed Wujo Satoru's wrist and pointed his hand at her.

In this way, as long as Gojo Satoru wants to use the spell, she will absorb the necessary magic power, and there is no need to worry that he will hurt the Akutagawa brothers and sisters and Nakahara Chuya, but the two can only stand in a stalemate.

Completely treat him as an enemy...

Gojo Satoru gradually let go of her wrist, and he said in a relaxed tone, "I'm not interested in bullying children."

Wutiaosui pushed him away, took a few steps back, raised his hand to aim at Wutiaowu, and said, "Xiaoyin, come to me."

Akutagawa Gin immediately ran to her side and whispered, "Sister Xiaosui, are you alright?"

"It's okay. Let's go." Backed away until he distanced himself from Gojo Satoru, Gojosui said to the three of them: "Let's go back."

"But..." Akutagawa Gin glanced at the black figure in the distance, and said, "He... is still following us."

"Let him go." Wutiaosui tried to relax his tone, and said, "As long as I want to do something, killing him is easier than killing anyone in the world."

Zhong Yuanzhong also watched her, but in the end he still didn't say the phrase "If this is the case, why don't you kill her".

He knew very well that Wutiaosui's situation was actually very similar to his.