[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

Gojo Satoru didn't try to keep the secret, and spoke directly: "My advice is, don't try to hide it from the world. The sea urchin will grow up one day, and the news will leak out."

"It would be better to borrow the power of the Chanyuan family to deter some villains. Besides, only the Chanyuan family has the experience of practicing the ten kinds of shadow magic."

"Let Fushiguro Shinobu negotiate with the Zenin family first, and let him raise the sea urchin. Since the Zenin family has provided some help, the sea urchin can become a guest of the Zenin family when it grows up—"

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his lips, revealing a sly look: "The old oranges of the feudal family are very concerned about... the continuity of their bloodline. I'm not afraid that they won't believe it."

"When they grow up a little, they can enter the Jujutsu High School. At that time, whether to help or not is in the hands of the sea urchin, right?"

Huai Liang understood that this trick was called getting something for nothing and making empty promises.

Only Fushiguro Megumi, who was standing by, protested: "My name is Megumi, not Sea Urchin!"

"Oh, I see, Hui Hui~"

Huailiang looked at the clock on the wall of the living room. The hands pointed to 6:30, so he invited him, "It's getting late, Wu Jun, why don't you--"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other party: "Oh, two dogs suddenly jumped out just now, and I was so scared that my heart rate stalled. By the way, I'm a little hungry..."

She immediately understood the other person's implication, and besides, she wanted to invite him to dinner anyway.

Firstly, as a thank you for 'saving her life' in the alley.

Secondly, she thought that although Gojo Satoru was a loser, he was indeed a very powerful person with great talent and high comprehension.

If I could occasionally give Hui some pointers on the practice of mantras, that would be of great benefit.

Can this dinner be considered as an advance payment of the tuition fee for becoming my disciple?

"Okay, that's what I was thinking. I have quite a lot of ingredients prepared at home. Gojo-kun can try my cooking skills."

Huailiang winked at Fushiguro Megumi, whose face was drooping.

"Dinner may have to wait a while, so why don't you take Wu-kun to the recreation room to play computer games for a while, and Tsu Miki can come along too. I'll be enough in the kitchen by myself."

No matter how reluctant he was, Fushiguro Megumi understood that Huailiang was doing this for his own good.

"plz follow me."

He stood up slowly and pushed open the door of the lounge as if he was going to the execution ground.

Gojo Satoru was also very satisfied with this. After all, he was invited to have dinner at Huailiang's house before Xiayou Jie~

Seeing the two figures, one big and two small, disappear behind the door, Huailiang began to prepare today's dinner.

Families in Japan tend to eat more cold food on a daily basis.

But after experiencing the scarcity of resources in his hometown and the compressed biscuits and nutritional supplements during his military service, Huailiang prefers hot meals.

After taking a look at the ingredients in the refrigerator, I decided to prepare the following tonight:

Spanish red stewed beef, garlic chive salt chicken legs, beet borscht, cold sesame spinach, eel rice... and an accordion butter roasted potato.

The thunder outside the window dissipated, the rain gradually stopped, and bursts of rich aroma came from the kitchen.

While Huailiang was preparing the food in his hands, he used his excellent five senses to listen to the occasional nervous or excited shouts coming from the lounge.

After last week's experience, she certainly knew that Gojo Satoru was very good at playing games. In fact, she had not yet discovered anything that he was not good at.

Since he was an insider of Hui's awakening of the ten shadow spells, she naturally intended to make the relationship between him and Hui closer, at least not to the point of hostility or dislike.

So far, her strategy seems to be working well.

……

Time flies, and it is the end of August in a blink of an eye.

The scorching heat of Tokyo's summer has not stopped, but has become more intense.

Ever since they met in the alley last time and then established a connection due to the awakening of Fushiguro Megumi's technique, Gojo Satoru's frequency of eating at Huailiang's house has gradually increased.

From an average of once a week, it gradually evolved to three times a week.

This made Huai Liang wonder if the Jujutsu High School was really that busy?

It is said that summer is the peak season for the formation of cursed spirits, and sorcerers have to run around every day to exorcise cursed spirits.

But seeing how energetic Gojo Satoru is and how he comes to harass her almost every other day...he can't be that busy, right?

But compared with Geto Suguru, who goes out early and comes back late every day, it is indeed very hard.

Could it be that Gojo Satoru was being sly or was it because he was so fast at tracking and exorcising cursed spirits that he was able to find the time?

Fortunately, every time this guy comes, he can teach Hui some little tricks to control cursed energy, so she doesn't have much objection.

Huailiang was thinking while operating the coffee machine in his hand.

Originally, she wanted to maintain her persona and experience life at the same time. She got bored of the previous botta cake shop and started working in a coffee shop with a better environment.

In just one week, she had mastered more than a dozen methods of making coffee, and could even make latte art quite well.

"Good day, welcome to Yu Me one coffe, what can I drink?"

"I'd like a sherry cold brew, please."

A familiar voice passed by his ears. Huailiang looked up and the boy with a bun-like hairstyle smiled at him. "I love to drink dark roasted beans. Can you fulfill this little wish?"

"Ha, Jay!"

Huai Liang was surprised at first, then turned to joy, "How did you find time to come here?"

"I came if I wanted to."

Because there were other customers queuing up to order, it was not the time to chat, so Huai Liang gestured to the other party to find a seat and wait for her to bring him the coffee.

After a while, Huailiang switched seats with his colleague who was making coffee, and walked to a round table in the corner with a tray: "Here is your coffee, please enjoy~"

Xia Yujie looked at the steaming cold brew on the tray and the plate of ice cream and blueberry waffles next to it, and raised his eyebrows: "Miss Barista, did you send the wrong order? I didn't order any dessert."

"Of course."

Huailiang winked at him and said, "Today is Miss Barista's lucky day, so I will give today's 100th customer a homemade waffle to pass on the luck~"

She had a pair of unforgettable eyes, which were like peach blossoms but not frivolous. Her silver-gray irises were tinged with gold under the direct sunlight.

His pupils are clear and deep, and when he looks at someone, he gives the other person the illusion that he is extremely focused on him.

Xia Youjie held the corner of his lips together and chuckled a few times from his chest: "Did you really count the numbers one by one? Am I the 100th?"

Huailiang pretended to be nervous, looked around, and then lowered his voice: "Actually, no, it's a special dessert broadcast that only Jiejun can eat."

"Keep your voice down so as not to be discovered by the guests around."