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

"Gojo-kun, why are you here? What's going on?"

In order to prevent the other party from making a fuss about her smoking, Huailiang decided to take the initiative and bring up the topic first.

His shoes made a dull sound as they stepped on the snow. Gojo Satoru approached, his cobalt blue eyes shimmering with tiny lights. “Because I didn’t get a reply to the message I sent, I had no choice but to come and check on the recipient’s status.”

Huailiang crossed his arms, in a defensive posture, but still with a smile on his face: "Thanks to you, my life is pretty good."

Gojo Satoru stood beside Huailiang and casually patted the snow on his head: "You used to call me Wu-kun, how come you become strangers after not seeing me for such a long time?"

"Then Mr. Wu, may I ask what advice you have for me after coming all this way?"

Huailiang was determined not to let the other party lead the topic off track, and insisted on "if you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have to fart, fart quickly."

"Well, do you want to watch the New Year's Eve fireworks together? They are beautiful~"

I actually asked this question.

Huai Liang suddenly had the urge to hold his forehead. In the adult world, not answering is already the answer.

Obviously both of them know the truth, so why do they have to say it so clearly and make the atmosphere awkward?

"Thank you for the invitation, Wu-kun, but I already have an appointment here."

Huailiang pointed behind him and heard the sound of children playing in the house, "So I can't keep the appointment."

"Ah, then I can--"

"No, because there are other guests here who you don't know. He is quite reserved and shy, so he doesn't want strangers to join him."

The smile on Gojo Satoru's face gradually disappeared: "Ryo-chan seems to be on guard against me, why?"

"Don't you want to go out and play now that Jay's not here?"

Huai Liang took a deep breath and tried to make his words clearer: "Because I don't want him to misunderstand, and I don't want him to worry."

"How jealous~"

In an instant, he returned to his nonchalant look, and Gojo Satoru gently kicked the snow at his feet, "Ryo-chan is especially gentle to those who are classified as 'one of her own'. This is the case with the two brats of the Fushiguro family, and also with Jie."

Huai Liang was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and began to order him to leave: "If there is nothing else, I will go back to the house first."

"Wait a moment."

Gojo Satoru pulled out a small palm-sized box from his bulging coat pocket. The box was wrapped in blue dragonfly-patterned wrapping paper and tied with an exquisite bow.

"I saw this little gadget while shopping. Happy New Year."

Seeing the other party's hesitation, he laughed at himself and then forced the box into her hand, "It's not worth much. If you don't want it, just throw it away."

“Satoru-kun—”

Without waiting for her to finish her words, Gojo Satoru waved his hand and quickly disappeared into the night.

Huai Liang secretly complained to himself, what a strange person.

Although he possesses all the family background, beauty, money, and power that the world wants, his birth method is to have no limit to "rejecting everything"——

But you can't accept rejection from others?

The governor is allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps? How interesting.

"Reserved and shy... Are you talking about me, young lady?"

"It's not a good habit to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, Mr. Shen."

After Geto Suguru's favorability reached a stable level, Huailiang began to set his sights on the "main character" Fushiguro Shigeki.

She had been thinking too narrowly before. Who says that only romantic favorability can be considered a strategy?

From the first premonition scene that appeared at Yuji's house in Sendai, to the second premonition scene that suddenly appeared in this yard - she was very sure that she had not said any provocative words.

The first time he was praising the other party's Heaven and Curse Binding as great talents, and the second time he was just casually expressing his concern, asking the other party not to die outside.

It is known that Fushiguro Shigeki had two marriages and worked as a gigolo for quite a long time.

According to Kong Shiyu, he had known the other party for ten years, and Fushiguro Shige had become the top performer in Tokyo's largest host club thanks to his good looks and emotional intelligence.

What kind of woman has he not seen?

Huailiang has always been very self-aware and never exaggerates her own charm, so after a careful review she came to the conclusion that perhaps friendship can also be considered a strategy?

She asked the system about this, but did not get a positive answer.

Anyway, she really likes the two children of the Fushiguro family, and has a deep interest bond with Fushiguro Shinobu, so she might as well give it a try...either develop it into friendship or family affection. In short, having such a powerful force on her side is something she will not lose out.

It was a rare occasion for them to have dinner with a strange father, and it was a New Year's dinner with a strong festive atmosphere. Fushiguro Megumi and Fushiguro Miki both seemed a little restrained.

Fortunately, Huai Liang acted as a lubricant in the middle, and the situation was manageable for a while.

The Red and White Songs Contest was playing on TV, which was Japan's equivalent of the 'Spring Festival'. Fushiguro Megumi and Fushiguro Miki were enjoying their meal while staring at the TV, cheering for their respective teams.

Suddenly, the lights in the living room dimmed.

As the accompaniment of Happy Birthday played from the speakers, Fushiguro Megumi and Fushiguro Miki muted the TV and sang the birthday song a little stiffly as they had rehearsed in advance.

Huai Liang slowly walked over from the kitchen, holding a cake with a candle on it. The orange light illuminated her smiling face.

Fushiguro Shiori held his forehead with his hand: "Ah...what the hell is going on."

"You had to call me back, so this is why."

Huailiang put the cake on the coffee table in the living room and tapped the other person's shoulder: "The atmosphere is set here, make a wish."

Fushiguro Shier scratched his head, seemed a little troubled, and said awkwardly: "I haven't tried it... I don't do this."

"Okay, don't spoil the fun. Huihejin Miki-chan has been preparing for a long time."

An unfamiliar emotion slowly fermented in his chest, bringing with it a sour fullness and a gradually spreading heat, which made him feel a little at a loss for a moment.

Although he still had some instinctive resistance, his brain didn't seem to hate this feeling.

So he closed his eyes helplessly and clasped his palms together a little awkwardly, but there was no wish in his mind.

After a while, as if he had experienced a fierce ideological struggle, he opened his eyes and blew out the candle easily in one breath.

Accompanied by applause from one big and two small ones, the cell phone in my trouser pocket rang at an inopportune time. When I opened the screen, I saw a number from an unfamiliar number.

"Hey?"

"..."

"He's not with me. He might have gone out for something... If you're really worried, just call the police."

After hanging up the phone, Fushiguro Shin'er's brows slowly frowned, and he looked at Huai Liang: "It's Kong Shiyu's wife who called."

"She said that she has lost contact with Kong Shiyu for three days."