Yokohama Miss Gojo Love Story

It was already very late at night, Gojo Satoru, Gojo Harumi, and Fuguro Megumi left the police station, and Nakahara Nakaya was urgently recalled by Mori Ogai.

The three of them were walking on the road, the lights far and near were dim, and the night sky above their heads showed stars and the moon again. The air was moistened by the dew in the early morning, and it seemed that there was no longer the smell of blood.

No one spoke for a long time, each thinking about the problem silently, and their minds were a little heavy.

Especially Wujo Wu, with a rare pimple between his brows, Qingguang and Xia Youjie, the two most important people in his mind, seemed to have something wrong tonight...

Back at the Wutiao house, the old deacon Wutiao Xiongfu was waiting eagerly at the door. When he saw the three of them appear, he rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Master, how is it? It's all right. Oh, Master Hui, are you injured?"

"No." Fu Heihui shook his head sullenly.

He was really depressed. After tonight's accident, he realized soberly how vulnerable the strength he thought he was mighty!

Not only can't more people be rescued under the arrest of the curse spirit, even his own life needs to be saved by that mafia man!

"Uncle Xiong, take Hui to check it out and give him some wound medicine. Qingguang, you come with me." Gojo Satoru gave brief instructions, and immediately strode away.

"Uh, yes. Miss Qingguang, the Patriarch will entrust you to take care of it..." The old deacon gave Wujo Qingguang a puzzled and helpless look.

For the past few days, the head of the family has been flattering Miss Qingguang all the time, and it is rare to see such a serious look like tonight.

Gojo Qingguang shrugged, gave the old deacon a relaxed smile, walked a few steps quickly, and followed Gojo Satoru.

In fact, she was not at all relaxed. After all, she heard from the police that the casualties of Tokyo citizens tonight probably numbered at least a hundred. Who is manipulating all this?

That mysterious strange monk?

Is there any special relationship between him and himself?

No way, I'm the adopted daughter of the Gojo clan, a family of justice and magic. How could I have a relationship with an evil person? My parents never told me that they would never lie to me...

Gojo Satoru stopped when he got to the bottom of the rose tree, looked up at the blooming flowers, turned around slowly, and finally had a faint smile on his face.

But this smile is not pleasant, he has a serious mind...

Wujo Qingguang thought silently in her heart.

"Sunny, come here."

"Yes, master."

Gojo Satoru seemed to want to speak to her in a soft tone as much as possible, but Gojo Qingguang still felt a little awkward, and after approaching and raising his head, and under the gaze of his different-colored eyes, he felt unprecedented and helpless. Strong pressure to escape.

What is it for?Is it in China?

No, although the head of the family is sometimes boring, he is not a man without a heart. His eyes look like he is interrogating me...

Sure enough, Wutiaowu spoke clearly and forcefully, "Now, as the head of the Wutiao family, I will ask you a question, and you must answer honestly?"

Wutiao Qingguang's heart trembled, and he nodded immediately, "Yes, Patriarch, I will never hide or lie."

"You, do you know Jay?"

Wutiao Qingguang could hear Wutiao Wu's question, but there was even a slight tremor?Does he also have fears?

But she couldn't understand what he said, so she shook her head, "No, I don't know him."

"Xia Youjie! Think carefully!" Wujo Wu's tone became urgent and severe.

Wujo Qingguang tilted her head and searched her memory very hard, but she only had memories of the past few years, and among the extremely limited people she knew, there was no one named "Xia Youjie".

So, Wujo Qingguang replied seriously: "I'm sorry, Patriarch, I really don't know Xia Youjie."

"Impossible!" Gojo Satoru grabbed her by the shoulder excitedly, "'Spell Manipulation' is Jie's unique technique, and no one else in the world can do it! But you, why do you do it?"

He couldn't help but be excited, the spells were innate and could not be taught from master to apprentice, if Qingguang could also "spell spell", then she was most likely Xia Youjie's blood relative!

Even though he had never heard of Xia Youjie having relatives, let alone having a daughter as old as Qingguang...

Wujo Wutiao grabbed very hard, and Qingguang Wujo twitched his eyebrows, enduring the pain and not daring to struggle, but doubts accumulated in his heart.

"Curse spirit manipulation? What is that? I don't know how to do it?"

"I saw you devour the curse spirit with my own eyes! That is Jie's spell, devouring, purifying, and manipulating the curse spirit!"

"However, I devour the magic spirit just to increase my own magic power, I will not manipulate them..."

"You won't?" Gojo Gojo was taken aback, his fingers loosened.

Indeed, he only saw five sunny rays devouring the curse spirit. Could it be that her technique is not perfect?

Under the moonlight, her eyes were foggy, but they were still clear and clear, with a bit of restrained stubbornness.

She wasn't lying.A girl like her doesn't bother to lie.

"I'm sorry." Gojo Satoru slowly raised his hand, brushing away the broken hair on her eyelids that was blown by the wind for her, and asked softly, "Then can you tell me who taught you to use the method of devouring curse spirits to strengthen your body?" Magical?"

Gojo Qingguang smiled bitterly, "I don't know, I seem to have always been able to, and I don't know who taught it. I don't remember anything before the age of 12."

Gojo Satoru fell silent again.

This is indeed the case. Before sending their daughter to "serve" him, Gojo Atsuichi and his wife made it very clear: Qingguang is an adopted daughter, and they don't know her life experience or her past.Although he has lost his memory, this child is very smart, kind, and filial. He has never done anything wrong for so many years. Please rest assured...

Before that, Gojo Satoru didn't have any worries.

He likes Wutiao Qingguang, so he doesn't care about her background, her past, as long as he likes her now.He firmly believes in his love and strength, and he is completely able to like her and own her without any scruples!

However, it was different when it came to Xia Youjie.

That is also a person with intelligence and strength enough to destroy the world!

"Patriarch, do you have anything else to ask?" Gojo Qingguang asked with a somewhat apologetic expression.

"No more, go and rest." Gojo Satoru forced a smile, "By the way, ask Hui to come to my room and have something to say."

"Yes." Wutiao Qingguang bowed, turned and left.

Looking at her back, walking alone on the narrow pebble path, bathed in the cool moonlight, with thin dress and flying hair, Gojo Satoru felt for the first time that this strong and cheerful girl was actually weak and lonely.

"Qing..." He opened his mouth and stretched out his hand.

But after all, he didn't call out, and didn't let go of the urge to hug her from behind.

Although he hates the pedantic and selfish high-level people in the magic world, the Gotiao family has been magicians for generations and shoulders the mission of protecting ordinary human beings. No matter how cool they say, they cannot get rid of it.

Obviously, Xia Youjie's plan to "eliminate ordinary people" has already been launched, and tonight is just the beginning, and more and more terrifying incidents will only happen in the future.

He must concentrate on dealing with it, and cultivate more and stronger young magicians as soon as possible to compete with it!

Ten minutes later, Fugurohui approached Gojo Satoru's room.

"What do you want me to do?" He had treated the wounds on his face and hands, but he was still muffled.

Gojo Satoru said straight to the point: "I plan to go through the procedures for you to suspend school in these two days."

Fu Heihui raised his eyebrows, "Why? I didn't do anything wrong!"

He wanted to kill tonight just to protect ordinary people. His only mistake was lack of ability and he didn't kill more curse spirits!

"You did nothing wrong. I just want you to transfer to the High School of Conjuration and start practicing as a formal conjurer." Gojo Satoru said calmly.

"No, I won't go!" Fu Heihui's reaction was very excited and resisted.

"Didn't we agree before? You are 14 years old, and your spells are fully developed, so you should—"

"It's not agreed at all!" Fu Heihui interrupted him, his face flushed, and his tone was high-pitched, "That's just your arrangement, I never agreed to it!"

"Are you unwilling to save ordinary people?"

"I just don't want to be a sorcerer! I hate the world of sorcerers! I hate all of you sorcerers!" Panting heavily, Fu Heihui shouted violently, "So, don't make up your own mind for me!"

After shouting, he turned around and ran away.

But within two steps, he couldn't run anymore, as if an invisible giant hand grabbed him from behind.

It's this man's domineering technique!

Fu Heihui was struggling in vain, feeling extremely ashamed and angry, but he clearly knew that every day he was stronger than Gojo Satoru, and he couldn't get rid of what he thought was a wise arrangement!

"Listen, Hui, this matter is decided. Tomorrow you prepare, and the day after tomorrow I will take you to the high school of conjuration, and I will go there to teach myself." Gojo Satoru's tone was rare majestic and calm ,B.

After finishing speaking, he flicked his fingers, released Fu Heihui, and watched the violent boy rush out the door.

Gojo Satoru was not as determined as Fu Heihui thought, after watching his back disappear, he sighed helplessly and apologetically, and tugged at the center of his brow.

He can understand Fu Heihui, even though he never mentions about his "father", the child has always cared about it in his heart.

With a father who was kicked out of the family of magic spells and finally died at the hands of the magic spell master, and because of his lonely life experience and outstanding ability, he was sold as a "commodity" in the spell world. How would this child be like this? The fierce rejection is not surprising at all.

But Hui, you have to understand that if you want to control your own destiny, you must first become stronger, stronger, and most powerful!Strong enough to trample any contempt for you, any mercy on you!

In the last few hours before dawn, no one can sleep peacefully.

The same is true for Nakahara Naka, he hurried back to Yokohama overnight, and in addition to reporting the events in Tokyo to Mori Ogukai, he also got an astonishing news from the leader.

In the few days he was away, the member of the organization, Sakunosuke Oda, and the hostile organization of the Port Mafia, André Gide, the leader of Mimic, died together!

Oda Sakunosuke is only a low-level member, but Nakahara also knows that he has another unusual identity: he is a close friend of Dazai Osamu, one of the cadres of the organization!It can even be said that it is the most important best friend!

Oda is dead, what about Dazai?

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the book friend "The Wind Rises for a Thought" for the mine!

In addition, there are not many people watching anyway, so I will update it every other day, and try to write each chapter as long as possible. From now on, I will basically enter the home field of Zhongya and Qingguang~~ Girls, after reading it, type a few words casually. Anyway, it gives me a little motivation Finish this peerless cold article~~~