The spell daily of the departed savior

This time, Wuli and Qihai Jianren, who came back from the mission, had a rare quarrel.

And it was Qihai Jianren who unilaterally confronted Wuli.

Three meals a day, sleeping together at night, and extra clothes in the cold weather, Qihai Jianren meticulously paid attention to every detail of Wuli's life as usual, but refused to say a word with Wuli.

Even the Fusangshen and the teachers and students of the high school of conjuration who came to Honmaru noticed something was wrong.

"Teacher, did you quarrel with Mr. Nanami?"

On a certain night when they were soaking in the hot spring together, the cherry blossoms in Guanshan slanted to the full moon.

In the curling mist, Katsuobu Youruhito finally asked everyone's common doubts.

Wuli lowered his eyes and didn't answer, but his long black hair slid down his shoulders, and in the reflection of the moonlight and the emptiness of the mist, he seemed a little aggrieved.

Although he didn't speak at the side, Qihai Jianren, who had been silently watching Wuli, finally sighed unbearably, feeling that his heart softened for no reason because of this scene.

The mature and fit man stood up, walked through the hot spring water with his long, strong legs, and walked to Wuli's side from the place farthest from Wuli.

Wuli looked up at Jianren Qihai.

His lover leaned down and wrapped him in his arms with strong and powerful arms, as if he could wrap him under his wings in this way, shielding him from all harm and coldness.

"Li, you are the most precious treasure in the whole world. If I lose you, I can no longer love this world. Your life and death are very important to me."

"So, care more about yourself, Li."

Wuli was startled, and amidst the booing and singing around him, he raised his hand and embraced Jianren Qihai.

"it is good."

Xia Youjie was once the most outstanding genius of the High School of Conjuration and Wujo Wu's only close friend.

When he defected, he also became a thorn in the eyes of the upper echelons of the magic world, and he wanted to get rid of it quickly.

Genius, best friend, traitor, Panxing Sect leader, curse master...

This man with countless labels and stunning demeanor died in the hands of his best friend in the end.

After death, even the body is occupied by that disgusting brain. It is so ridiculous that a genius is deprived of his independent thinking.

On the deserted street, everyone went to deal with the aftermath, only Gojo Wu stood beside Xia Youjie's sun-baked body casually thrown on the street with his head down, smiling mockingly.

"If the fellows you call monkeys see you like this, they will laugh at you."

Gojo Satoru slowly took off the black cloth covering his eyes, revealing those dazzling blue eyes.

He looked at Xia Youjie's face intently, and his mind was complicated for a moment, all the memories of the past flooded up crazily.

After a long time, he stiffened his body, squatted down slowly, and raised his hand to tidy up Xia Youjie's remains.

Then, he hugged the body that had lost its temperature and vitality.

"Jie, it's been a long time, you've gone once even to death, and the grievances between us have been wiped out."

"You should go home."

……

In the High School of Conjuration, Jia Ruozi was tirelessly explaining to the person on the phone that the conjurer who lost his spell power was "God's Punishment", and she couldn't cure it.

With a bang, the door of the medical room was opened.

Gojo Satoru's figure appeared behind the door.

"Enlightenment?" Jiarui Glass was puzzled, then her eyes moved down, and when she noticed another person in Gojo Satoru's arms, her face changed drastically.

"Xia Youjie!? Not a year ago..."

However, before he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru went straight into the medical room and carefully placed Xia Youjie's body flat on the anatomy table.

"Glass, I can't save him." Wujou lowered his head, shadows covered his eyes: "Help me bring him back, help me..."

Jia Ruozi couldn't bear it, but he still sighed and said: "Life and death are boundaries that cannot be crossed by mantras. Enlightenment, let's give up."

……

There have been a lot of people coming and going in the infirmary recently, and everyone is attracted by the corpse covered in a white cloth placed in the infirmary, but they are curious but stopped by the house gun.

"If you want to be hunted down by the strongest, you can try it." Jiarui Yanzi lit a cigarette with his head sideways, with a lazy expression.

These people suddenly realized that they thought they had glimpsed the truth, and began to fabricate all kinds of stories about Wujo Wu losing his lover, and even spread to Ye Mo Zhengdao.

This conjurer who has been the teacher of Wujo Wu, Xia Youjie, and Jiarui Zizi since Wujo Wu's student days is very familiar with what happened between them.

But now he can only sigh, trying to persuade Gojo Satoru to give up.

The dead cannot be resurrected.

Gojo Satoru was attracted by Jianren Nanami.

"Qihaihai, you...has anything happened recently?"

Gojo Satoru's overly serious and thoughtful eyes made Qihai Jianren get goosebumps.

"No, normal work, and being with Li. What's the matter?"

Wujo Wu's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran to look for Wuli.

Then, he got an address.

——An old house located in the downtown area.

Girls named Quanlu and Duolu opened the door, and among the lingering smoke and butterflies, April [-]st Jun Xun, who was dressed in a gorgeous red kimono, looked down with a cigarette stick in his hand.

"Welcome to here, this is the store where all wishes can be fulfilled."

"It's just that you have to charge the corresponding price."

Gojo Satoru, who walked out of the house again, smiled brightly, and he could no longer see the undercurrent of gloom under the normal state maintained in the previous few days.

He took out his mobile phone and called the student who was on a business trip abroad: "When will Yi Gu become the strongest? How about tomorrow? Teacher, being the strongest is so annoying, hurry up Become the strongest, let the teacher retire, okay?"

Bone Jude who is far away abroad: "?"

However, the mature and reliable Yi Gu gave the specific time honestly and steadily: "Teacher, I need at least one year."

"Okay!" Wujo Gojo was ecstatic: "Deal!"

·

The weather in Honmaru slowly turned into summer, and the long rainy season began.

The heavy rain beats on the eaves and the pond, forming a quiet white noise together.

Rainy days are the best season for sleeping.

In the study room on the first floor, the stove was lit with a little red flame, and the water in the kettle was boiling.

Kasen Kanesada was graceful and graceful, raised his hand to pick up the kettle, and made new tea.

Wu Li is holding a newer notebook, using his palm as a table, writing something with downcast eyes.The tip of the pen fell on the paper, making a "rustling" sound, which echoed quietly in the elegantly decorated room.

And Jianren Qihai was resting his head on Wuli's lap, sleeping lightly under a thin blanket.

He seemed to be sleeping a little restlessly, and the loose light blue bathrobe on his body, which had a strong home atmosphere, broke loose.

Finally, Jianren Qihai woke up when a drop of rain fell on the wooden corridor with a "boom".

Wuli lowered her eyes, bent down with a smile and kissed Jianren Qihai on the forehead: "Are you awake?"

Jianren Qihai hadn't fully woken up from the nightmare, stared blankly at the face of his lover above his head in a daze, and said for a long time, "I seem to have a nightmare, real person, Shibuya, October 10st... no, it's nothing. "

"Huh? Did Qi Haihai actually have a nightmare? Do you want Wuzi's mother to sing a lullaby?"

The familiar voice made Jianren Qihai blush on the spot.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu, who were wearing bathrobes at home, outside the study's wide-open shoji door, smiling and turning around to look at them together.

Not far away, the sound of students such as Yu Zhang Youroto and Fu Heihui playing water battles also came in through the rain curtain, breaking the quiet atmosphere of the rainy day.

Next door seemed to be the two sisters of the Zen Academy and Kugimiya Ye Qiangwei, who were talking with Sanri Yuezong, laughing from time to time.

It seemed that when he had just taken a nap, the teachers and students of the High School of Conjuration all came to Honmaru again.

However, under Xia Youjie's peaceful gaze with a smile on his face, all the words Jianren Qihai wanted to say to Gojo Wu disappeared without a trace, and only changed into another sentence: "...Next time, please come in advance Say it, Senior Xia You."

"Don't be so troublesome, I always come here anyway, everyone even has their own room, so why not be polite." Gojo Wu suddenly reached out and hooked Xia Youjie's neck next to him, teasing with a smile.

Xia Youjie also smiled and condoned Gojo Wu's statement.

The two of them were tired of being together, seeing Jianren Qihai's eyes twitching, wanting to hit him.

——Since Xia Youjie was resurrected by Wujo Wu at the cost of his strength, he has become as unreliable as Wujo Wu.These seniors don't look like seniors at all.

The building area of ​​Honmaru is very large, because these acquaintances always come to have dinner, play, enjoy the moon, and soak in hot springs, and they often leave until very late, so Wuli simply let them freely choose rooms in Honmaru as their own. The room has been reserved for them, and they are responsible for cleaning.

As a result, the teachers and students of the High School of Conjuration came more frequently.

Jianren Qihai, who wanted a world for the two of them, had long been expressionless, and didn't want to complain about these overly familiar guys anymore.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!" suddenly came rushing from the wooden corridor, showing the huge snow-white cat in his arms: "look! it's five teacher!"

Mimi, whose eyes were tied with a black cloth, also cooperated with "meow meow meow"~

Xia Youjie couldn't hold back his smile with a "poof": "Indeed."

Gojo Wu was shocked: "Jie! I am much prettier than Mimi! Could it be that you are a cat ear control? I can also have cat ears, and I can even have a cat tail!"

"Enlightenment!"

"The students are still there, what are you talking about?" Xia Youjie hurriedly grabbed Wutiao Wu's mouth, but his palm was licked instead.

Knotweed Yuren: "?"

Jianren Qihai held the crane ball that jumped into the study in his palm, and stopped worrying about these details.

"Li, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Knotweed just said that he wants to eat hot pot."

"Don't worry about them, do what you want. Didn't you want to eat ramen yesterday, how about making dashi tonkotsu ramen?"

"it is good."

……

The rain is dripping and the garden is lush.

In the room, the lights were bright and warm, the tea was boiling, and everyone laughed.

The author has something to say: This is the end of this article.

Pre-acquisition of "[Comprehensive British and American] The Villain Is King"

How to survive in a world full of villains?

— more villain than villain, more evil than evil.

Be the deepest darkness.

Aland lifted up the hair scattered on his forehead with one hand, swung the blood-dripping giant ax with the other, and asked the clown who was stepped on by him: "Do you think so, joker?"

The clown laughed sharply and clapped wildly, and Arland also looked up and laughed.

Immediately, the giant ax fell.

Alain wiped the blood off his hands carelessly, threw away the handkerchief, and saluted gracefully to Batman descending from the sky: "Good day, Mr. Bat."

"Get out of my Gotham!"

"Your?" Alan raised his eyebrows, and smiled presumptuously and provocatively: "No, it's mine now."

Ever since Alan De appeared in Gotham, this man in a suit with a huge ax has become the nightmare of all the villains in the world. They trembled and dared not speak, lest they be cleaned out of this wonderful world.

And when Alan established a family and managed the dark world, he became a villain who was feared by the villain.

Darkness knelt piously before him and presented the crown.

"The glory is yours, the kingship is yours - and you will be crowned king."