It's a power, not a spell

"Ah, it's a beautiful brother!"

"Hey, Ayumi—" Edogawa Conan looked at the back of Yoshida Ayumi running under the cherry tree with black lines all over his head.

Don't call him 'beautiful brother' in front of others!

When the ochre-haired boy turned around and looked over, he clearly saw the impatience flashing in the other person's eyes, but he spoke calmly, "What's the matter?"

Is a very personable person.

Yoshida Ayumi: "Hey, why isn't that white-haired big brother here?"

Is it really okay to ask like that right from the start?

This exposes the fact that you have paid close attention to them before.

Edogawa Conan raised his forehead speechlessly.

"That one, he went shopping."

He keenly noticed the syllable at the beginning of the boy, 'that guy'. Generally speaking, do couples use this kind of address?

...No, no, it doesn't have to be a couple.It was all Mitsuhiko's random guesses, which messed up his thinking direction.

Edogawa Conan Shiyu saw Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko running forward, filled with righteous indignation: "How can you leave big brother here alone, it's very dangerous!"

Well, there is some truth to this sentence.When this boy walks, he puts his weight on his right foot. He is obviously right-handed, but he always uses his left hand. In addition... the wind blows, Edogawa Conan sniffs gently, and smells a faint smell of medicine .

—The opponent's arms and legs seem to have been injured.

And the muscles are not developed, and it seems that the family is very good.It's easy to be spotted.

Edogawa Conan followed the three children to the boy, and heard the other party's indifferent answer: "It's okay."

Kojima Motota clenched his fists, "It doesn't matter why, there are a lot of bad people in the world, big brother should pay attention!"

"Ah... I will." Seemingly impatient with the children's entanglement, the boy asked instead, "Where is the adult who is with you?"

The child raised his hand and replied, "Dr. Li and Sister Xiaolan are preparing, and Uncle Xiaowulang is going to buy beer!"

"Then go and help, good kids usually help, right?"

"This..." Kojima Motota looked at the others.

"No, Ayumi has to stay here to protect my pretty brother!"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya: "Yes, yes, it is really dangerous for big brother to stay here alone!"

Kojima Motota echoed: "That's right!"

Edogawa Conan, who received hints from the three children: "Ah yes...it's dangerous."

"What's your pretty brother's name?"

He saw the young man's left hand slightly bent when he was exposed outside, and his smile froze a bit, as if he really didn't want to talk to the children.In the end, he still spoke: "...Central Plains Chuya."

"Hey, big brother's name is the same as that... great writer's name!"

"Obviously a great poet!"

Boy: "It's just the same name, I don't know how to write poetry."

In the Central Plains where I have been staying for four years and nearly five years, of course I have learned about the literary world here, and I have seen familiar names, but so what?

It's just a little surprised that there are some connections between different worlds.

At most, I just looked carefully at the poems written by 'Zhongyuan Zhongya', and lamented that the literary talent is good. As for other works with familiar names, I can only say that I occasionally read them, but I am not very interested.

Only the 'masterpiece' of 'Dazai Osamu', he would never even take a look at it.

Not for anything else, just because of the name "Osamu Dazai".

"My name is Yoshida Ayumi!"

"Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya!"

"I'm Kojima Genta!"

"...Edogawa Conan."

"We are Boy Detectives!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

... These brats, hurry up and go where you should go.

He sighed silently in his heart.

It just so happened that Gojo Satoru came back with a big bag and a small bag, and he heard his laughing voice from a distance, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Big brother with white hair!"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was very pleasantly surprised, but Ayumi Yoshida crossed her waist, "How could big brother leave Chuya brother here alone?"

Kojima Motota nodded: "Yes, yes, it is very dangerous! What if you are targeted by bad guys!"

Gojo Satoru pondered for a moment, "Then I will pray for the bad guys."

"?"

Ignoring the confused expressions of the children, Gojo Satoru put the things in his hand on the ground.

Zhongyuanzhong was immediately surrounded by messy things, "Are you going to stay here overnight?" Buying so many things.

"Because I don't know what I need, and it looks like it's all interesting."

"So you bought them all?"

"It's cheap anyway."

"But I remember this one cost tens of thousands of yuan..." Kojima Motota squatted down and pointed to the box of exquisitely packaged sake, where the words 'White Deer' could be seen.

"It seems to be. I heard that the taste is good." Gojo Satoru didn't pay much attention to the wine, he picked up a bag and handed it to Nakahara Chuya, "The spring limited cherry blossom dumplings, do you want to try it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also more interested in wine, but his favorite is still red wine, so he nodded indifferently.

A few children on one side looked at each other in blank dismay, and Edogawa Conan sacrificed the dead fish eye again.It really is the young master of a rich family.

"Since the big brother is back, let's go find sister Xiaolan and the others." Edogawa Conan showed an innocent smile.

"Yes, brother Nakaya, goodbye~"

"goodbye!"

"Ah, go back quickly." Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his hand.

"Wow...it's very popular with children, Brother Chuya~Brother~"

"Shut up." Nakahara Chuya put his hand against Gojo Satoru's approaching face with no expression on his face, and pushed away hard.

This guy has always been insensitive to the distance between people.

It was rare to come out to play, and Gojo Satoru didn't intend to provoke him, so he silently focused on spreading out the mats and scattered the bought things on the floor.

"Then please sit down, Brother Chuya~"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Ignoring him, Zhong Yuan lowered his eyes, trying to find a space on the mat where he could sit.

"Chuya's leg hasn't healed yet, do you want me to help you sit down?"

"Thanks, no need."

Zhong Yuanzhong simply sat down on the ground.

Because the faces of the two are much higher than the average, and there is a rare match between the two boys, everyone around pays attention to this side consciously or unconsciously.

Gojo Satoru sat down opposite him, and the things he bought were placed messily beside him.Most of it is edible, and most of the edible is sweet again.

"Here, cherry blossom dumpling." The white-haired young man wiped away the residue left at the corner of his mouth with his thumb, then licked it with the tip of his tongue, and handed out the dumpling held in the other hand, "It's not very sweet, but the taste is not bad."

This kind of action is inexplicably erotic, especially when he is doing it with his face. Zhong Yuan Zhong also vaguely heard the indistinct voices of the girls around him, and he was a little speechless.

Once you know this guy's character, you won't say anything about wanting to marry him.

absolute.

He reached out to take the dumpling, took a bite, and heard the voice of the young man opposite: "I always feel that Zhong is thinking something bad."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't hide it either: "Your intuition is pretty sharp."

"Eh? It turned out to be true?" Gojo Gota was shocked.

With a nasal "hmm", Nakahara quickly finished off the whole dumpling. As Wujo Satoru said, the taste was really good, even though he didn't like sweets.His free right hand landed on the exquisite glass bottle lying beside him, and he asked, "Sake, or?"

"It's okay to try it, but..." Wujo Wu crossed his legs, resting his hands on his knees and resting his face on his hands, "Under the age of 21, you can't drink alcohol, and Chuya is still a minor."

He is 26 years old and his first drink was more than ten years ago.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, not paying attention.He easily unwrapped the overly lavish packaging, took out the two small porcelain cups that Wujo Wuyi had brought back with him, and filled a cup, but the latter suddenly snatched the wine bottle away.

The other party smiled and said: "Drinking alcohol is not good for your health, it will not grow tall."

"Yes, is that so?!" Zhong Yuan was also shocked.

"That's it, not only that, it's not good for the liver, stomach, these organs."

Gojo Satoru held up a finger and shook it left and right, coupled with a fairly serious expression, it was rare for Nakahara to have a sense that the other party was a teacher.

"...Okay then." Passed the wine glass in his hand to the other party.

Gojo Gojo shook the porcelain cup, noticed Nakahara Nakaya's gaze from the corner of his eye, smiled lightly, his eyes full of teasing, "Well, even though that's the case, it won't be a problem if you only taste a little. Na-"

He put down the sake, dipped the index finger of his free hand into the cup held by the other hand, took it out, and made a 'suck' sound to Zhong Yuanzhong calling for the dog.

Unable to bear it at all, Nakahara also grabbed his wrist, pulled it hard, let go when Gojo Satoru leaned this way, and went to grab the glass of wine that was about to spill, unexpectedly Wujo Satoru didn't intend to resist, and even the automatic no-lower-limit spell was not triggered.

The ochre-haired boy frowned strangely, and the action he had expected was lost.

The wine arrived in his hand as he wished, and the swaying clear liquid remained firmly in the cup under the action of gravity. Wujo Satoru straightened his arms in time, and stopped the tilting posture by touching the ground.

The young man is tall and has long arms, almost enclosing Nakahara Chuya in the triangular space formed between him and the ground.

Leaning forward a little, the red-haired boy put his lips close to his ear, and poured out his warm breath: "—Curse spirit?"

"Ah...it's really troublesome, it's obviously a rare vacation. But..." The ice-coloured pupils under the sunglasses moved slightly, Gojo Satoru blinked with interest, "A first-level guy suddenly appeared in such a place There must be something strange. Maybe it will be unexpectedly interesting."

In places like Shinjuku Yuwan, where there is a lot of traffic, special-grade curse objects are usually planted to deter curses, unless there are special circumstances where no curse spirits will appear.