The strongest opened the coffin of Judaime

"Then please watch the house with Dahei."

Sawada Tsunayoshi touched Mimiko's hair, and his eyes fell on the black cat who was combing his hair.

"Meow~"

The black cat grudgingly meowed at him, indicating that he knew and would look after his family.

Mimiko also nodded repeatedly.

"I will! Master Tsunayoshi, Master Gojo, be careful on the road!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi chuckled and rubbed Mimiko's hair again, and left with Gojo Satoru.

"Meow?"

The black cat came to sit down beside Mimiko, and looked up at Mimiko who was looking at the direction where Tsunayoshi Sawada and Satoru Gojo were leaving together.

"I don't know." Mimiko said, "Master Tsunayoshi didn't say where I'm going with Mr. Gojo tonight, but I just said that I want to talk to someone."

"Meow?"

"Ah? A date?" Mimiko's eyes widened, "What's the date at night? Why didn't you bring me on the date?"

The corner of Black Cat's mouth twitched, looking at Mimiko like an idiot.

"Is it here?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at an ancient building in the distance, which was similar to Gojo House, but it seemed more popular than Gojo House.

In terms of appearance, it is also more luxurious.

"Yes."

Gojo Satoru locked the car, and the car key twirled around on his finger before he stuffed it into his pocket.

Sawada Tsunayoshi straightened his face and raised his hands to arrange his clothes.

For this trip tonight, he deliberately changed into the high-end suit he was wearing at the beginning, but he added a more imposing overcoat compared to then.

It's also thanks to the fact that it's night now, otherwise it would be strange if I didn't die from the heat if I dressed like this.

"Go in now?" Tsunayoshi Sawada confirmed that he was fine, then turned to look at Gojo Satoru next to him.

Gojo Satoru casually leaned against the car, his slender fingers gently rubbing his lips to face him.

With fair skin and soft white hair, Gojo Satoru radiated a cool light under the moonlight.

An indescribable, indistinct divinity appears and disappears.

"Of course. The old guy should be back." Wujo Satoru smiled, his divinity gone, he looked like a villain who wanted to do bad things, and said, "We're going to give him a big surprise."

Gojo Satoru pressed Sawada Tsunayoshi's shoulder with his long and white fingers, and the two disappeared in the next second.

At this time, a low-key yet luxurious car drove into the old house.

The car stopped in the front yard, the servant opened the door, and an old man with a golden scepter came down.

Even though the old man is stooped, with white hair, wrinkles and age spots on his face, his eyes are very bright and energetic without any cloudiness, which is not like the eyes that an old man should have at all.

It was this pair of shrewd eyes that made the old man look more energetic.

The old man walked steadily and vigorously, as if the scepter had become an ornament.

After waving away the servant who was following him, the old man opened the door and walked into the study.

Turning on the light and closing the door, the old man tightened his back, and slowly turned around while holding the scepter tightly.

The man in a suit and leather shoes sat on the seat he usually sat on, with his back straight, his right leg resting on his left leg, his hands in black gloves folded on his thighs, and his honey brown eyes remained calm. looking at him.

Those eyes were bottomless, revealing a majesty that could not be ignored.

Just being looked at by the other party like this, I feel that there is a mountain pressing on me.

A little cold sweat broke out on the back of the old man. He looked up at the man standing upright behind the man like a knight guarding a princess, and his heart relaxed a little.

He was not angry, but knocked on the ground with the scepter in his hand.

"Wujo Satoru, what are you going to do?"

Gojo Satoru smiled, his awe-inspiring aura dissipated, and he lay on the back of the chair like a snake without bones.

He glanced at the profile of Sawada Tsunayoshi who was close at hand, and pointed at Sawada Tsunayoshi with a smile.

"It's not me, it's him. He's looking for you."

The old man frowned, his eyes fell on the man who could not be ignored, wondering what the two of them were going to do?

Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes were indifferent, and his tone was not salty: "I want to talk to you."

"Is this the way you talk?" the old man said angrily, "Break into other people's homes without invitation?"

When Tsunayoshi Sawada heard the words, he felt helpless, but he didn't show it on his face.

He secretly glanced at Gojo Satoru.

Originally, he also planned to communicate with him through a normal visit, but Gojo Satoru brought him in directly.The result of the investigation was that the first thing this person did when he got home was to enter the study, and they would wait in the study.

The old man tapped the ground hard with his scepter again.

"I have nothing to talk to you about. Get out of the old man's house now!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi did not change his face, and was not shaken by the old man's anger.

"I'm sorry for coming uninvited, but I really want to talk to you and exchange some things."

"Since you don't understand the old man's words, the old man is impolite."

The old man stepped forward, and the floor instantly shattered into several pieces.

He looked at Gojo Satoru with awe-inspiring eyes.

"Five of the Wutiao family, don't think that you are really invincible. When the old man was fighting, you were still playing with mud."

Gojo Satoru pouted.

"I was playing with mud, and you were buried by mud. People who have half of their body buried in the soil should take good care of themselves and lie down in a coffin consciously, so as not to be disgusting."

"Good job! Today, the old man will give a good lesson for the ancestors of the Wutiao family, you, a junior who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

Although the old man was wary of Sawada Tsunayoshi, he didn't take Sawada Tsunayoshi to heart.

Even if the other party is indeed not to be ignored, the sickly and pale appearance is really not threatening.

Wujo Wu narrowed his eyes: "Teach me for my ancestors? Where did the old man get his face? Made of mud?"

"Humph!"

The old man gave a cold snort, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Gojo Satoru and Sawada Tsunayoshi, who couldn't tell that they were half-buried people.

Seeing this, Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed and took off his black gloves.

Half an hour later, Sawada Tsunayoshi and Gojo Satoru left the old house.

Along the way, Gojo Satoru kept laughing and joking, which attracted the attention of Sawada Tsunayoshi frequently.

However, Sawada Tsunayoshi's gaze made Gojo Satoru smile even more happily.

At the parking place, Sawada Tsunayoshi looked helplessly at Gojo Satoru.

"Mr. Gojo, am I being funny?"

Gojo Satoru hugged his stomach and nodded.

"It's funny. I didn't expect Tsunaki to do such a thing. It's beyond my expectation. This is what you said, maybe there is a way?"

As he spoke, Gojo Satoru touched his lips, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cheerful arc.

"This method is very good, I like it, simple and rude."

Sawada Tsunayoshi spread his hands helplessly: "I'm just convincing people with reasoning, nothing special."

"Physical theory?"

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

"I originally planned to have a good communication with him. Who told him not to listen to us and start doing it first?"

"Yeah. Since he doesn't listen to us, give him a good beating first, and he will listen to us carefully and communicate with us." Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, "Good way, good way."

While speaking, Gojo Gojo's eyes were still full of surprise.

He didn't expect that Tsunayoshi Sawada looked weak and weak, but he was unambiguous at all when fighting.

However, Sawada Tsunayoshi is not weak, so he doesn't have to worry about the other party's personal safety.

No matter how well those spell spirits perform, there is no guarantee that they won't get out of control.

If you have the ability to protect yourself, you don't have to worry about it.

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at Gojo Satoru, and didn't intend to continue arguing with him, the other party wanted to think whatever he liked.

He took out black gloves from his pocket and put them on, but Gojo Satoru snatched the gloves from him, grabbed his hand, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his fingers.

"I touched some unclean stinky oranges and should clean them up."

Sawada Tsunayoshi moved his fingers, but he couldn't break free, so he said, "I can do it myself."

"How can this kind of rough work make the beautiful princess come down?" Gojo Satoru wiped each finger carefully, "This kind of thing should be done by a knight."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyelids twitched, thinking that Mr. Gojo is blind?His 1.8-meter big man, what kind of princess is there?

Return to the princess knight, have you read too many fairy tales?

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought, his eyes swept over the other's blindfold.

Oh, Mr. Gojo is really blind, that's all right.

After Gojo Satoru wiped each finger once, he held Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand and drilled into the glove. Seeing that all five fingers had entered the glove, he touched the edge of the glove, lifted it up, and the glove was put on.

After wearing one, Gojo Satoru started to wear the other.

Looking at this scene, Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that his eyes were burned, and he quickly looked away, staring at an unknown place.

Although he tried his best to clear his mind, he still couldn't help but think of the scene of wearing gloves.

Mr. Gojo's actions just now were inexplicably awkward.

Sawada Tsunayoshi touched his ear, and he could still feel the heat of his ear through a layer of gloves.

"Okay." Gojo Satoru said, but he didn't let go of Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand, but took his hand to his mouth, and kissed the back of his hand through the glove.

"My dear princess."

Sawada Tsunayoshi withdrew his hand, looked at Gojo Satoru calmly, and said, "Are you planning to change the setting?"

"How can you say that." Gojo Gojo smiled, "You are the princess and my fiancée, right, dear~love~"

Sawada Tsunayoshi shivered, and hurried into the car.

Gojo Satoru laughed heartily.

Sawada Tsunayoshi opened the car window and looked out at Gojo Satoru.

"Go back quickly, it's so late."

"Okay, my dear princess."

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

Gojo Satoru got into the car, started the engine and drove away.

On the way, Tsunayoshi Sawada suddenly thought of a question.

"Mr. Gojo."

"Ok?"

"Do you have a driver's license?"

"Driver's license?" Gojo Satoru looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi, frankly, "Do you think I seem to have a driver's license?"

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

Sawada Tsunayoshi silently turned his head and looked at the road ahead, praying in his heart that he would never encounter the traffic police, and decided not to let Gojo Satoru drive in the future, unless the other party went to take a driver's license test.

"Now that one person has been settled, there are several more behind us. We can't take it lightly, and we can't be too high-profile. Otherwise, if people behind the scenes find out, it will not be good for us." Sawada Tsunayoshi recalled what happened tonight and mentioned .

"Don't worry, those people can't make waves."

Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at Gojo Satoru, but said nothing.

The next day, Tsunayoshi Sawada sat in the dining room and read today's morning paper with great interest.

"Did something interesting happen?" Mimiko approached.

Sawada Tsunayoshi directly spread the newspaper on the table for Mimiko to check.

"The people who had been missing for many days all returned home overnight, and all the defects on their bodies disappeared. Those people didn't know anything about what happened after their disappearance. They suspected that they were taken away by aliens for experiments."

"Eh——Really? Are there really aliens in the world?"

Mimiko looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi curiously.

Sawada Tsunayoshi took a sip of coffee: "There should be, after all, the universe is so big, it's not surprising to have other planets with life."

"Then these people were taken away by aliens?"

"I don't know." Tsunayoshi Sawada shrugged, "Maybe it's the curse spirit."

"Huh? Is there such a curse spirit? Not to mention letting people go after taking them away, and even helping them to cure their defects. Is there something wrong?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi chuckled: "Who knows. Maybe it's a kind curse spirit? Besides, I just gave a guess, and it might be an advertisement for a plastic surgery hospital."

Mimiko nodded knowingly.