Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

The rain was not heavy, and it was pattering down.

The damp moss grows quietly in the dark.Battered by the rain, half wet, Bai Ci stood on the steps, smelling the faint water vapor brought by the rain.Gojo Satoru also stood with him, the big black umbrella unfolded in his hand, like a black mushroom.

And Wutiao Wubaici hid under this mushroom, listening to the sound of the rain.The raindrops fell into the puddle of the lower steps, melted into it, and splashed out again, as if eager to escape the puddle.

The black umbrella is tilted? Bai Ci, Bai Ci looked at it? A glance? Standing again? Wujo Satoru on the steps was a lot taller than him, but his body was not wet.

Wujo Satoru itself's own spell ability, automatically defends against anything.As long as he doesn't want to, nothing in this world can get close? His body.Only if he wants to.

Look? Look, Bai Ci still stretched out his hand, and the young man's slightly cool hand rested on Gojo Wu's wrist, pulled him to his side, and then said, "Brother, you also put the umbrella down."

Bai Ci is knowing his own fully automatic defense ability.However, he still chose to hold his hand.And myself, never? Allow this boy to approach.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru grinned and said, "No need, the rain is going to stop anyway?"

Compared with Gojo Satoru's relaxedness, Bai Ci's face gradually became serious? He tried to draw it? Started it, but found that he couldn't draw it back?.Then, his eyes fell on his own hand, which was tightly held by Gojo Satoru.

He retracted his hand again, like a saw, and brought Gojo Satoru's hand with him.

"Brother!" The boy yelled with a slight complaint?

Gojo Satoru didn't let go, and said in a frivolous tone, "Tell me that I like brother Gojo Satoru the most? Take a look."

Bai Ci pulled his arm back, but his hand still didn't come back?He rolled his eyes, and looked into the distance, with a handsome side face, and his soft lips slightly opened and closed: "I like Brother Gojo Wu the most?"

"Who? Who do you like the most?" The naive adult refused to let him go, and took his hand back and forth.

The boy's soft, petal-like lips opened? closed?

"I didn't hear clearly, huh?" Wujo Wu bowed, leaned his head, and turned his ears to the boy.

He clenched his white teeth secretly.Finally, Bai Ci said angrily: "Me!"

The hard tone seems to be able to break open the cracks in the ground.But this way, it was completely amused? Gojo Satoru, he burst out laughing.Finally let go? Hand.

Withdrawing his hand, Bai Ci glared at him. He glanced at him and condemned, "When is it? Brother, are you still so happy?"

"The reason why you're so happy is probably because you've finally become a little more human." Wujo Wutiao tilted his head, and the black umbrella tilted towards the young man again.

The action was more casual than before, so that the raindrops fell down the umbrella and hit the boy's head with a thud.Without even thinking about it, Bai Ci jumped into the umbrella, unconsciously getting closer to Gojo Satoru.

As if the trick had succeeded, Gojo Gojo smiled?

The rain was sparse and falling weakly.Hit by the rain, it was half wet, and when the cold wind blew, Bai Cicai felt chilly after he realized it.Moreover, the clothes were wet and stuck to his body, like cold vines clinging to him, making him feel weak.

The wind and rain are like darkness.From the end of the steps, looking down from a distance, the black umbrella is still a black mushroom. Under this black mushroom, one big and one small are hiding in it.

Looking at the rain from under the umbrella, the smog is faint, and looking at the mountains in the distance, the mountains are even more hazy.

Bai Ci sneezed a small sneeze.Gojo Satoru, who was holding an umbrella beside him, stretched out his arms, took the boy's body into his arms, and asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

"It's okay." Bai Ci replied, with a slightly thick nasal voice.

"The meaning of 'okay' in your words is mostly not so good?." Gojo Wu knew everything.

Bai Ci was silent.Regarding his adoptive father Noctua Moth Zhengdao or Wutiao Wu, his explanations are often just a cover-up.

"Come on, let's talk about the conjecture about the defection of Matsuko Koki." Gojo Satoru suggested.

Bai Ci asked back, "Do you really want to hear it, brother?"

"At this time, I don't really want to." Gojo Satoru said bluntly, "But I know, you really want to say it?"

He muttered "Damn", but Bai Ci was not surprised that Gojo Wutiao had guessed his own thoughts.

He pondered for a moment, organized his thoughts, and came to the conclusion straightforwardly: "Zigui's defection, he was deceived? And that person probably deceived him with a curse that could cure his sister's hope, and finally caused him On the road of no return."

"Is that so?" Gojo Satoru said calmly.

After confirming that Wujo Wujo's conjecture is the same as his own, Baici knows this matter? It is irreparable.Behind the scenes? The mafia is doing the game, just waiting for Song Yuangui to enter the game. He has been fooled. Now there is no way to turn back.

As a friend, what he can do is to find out the black hands behind the scenes.

"There is almost no one who knows that Matsubara wants to be cursed, and promises to cure her, and who can be trusted by Matsubara." Bai Ci calmly analyzed, "Zigui is a sister-in-law. Even if it is my friend's promise, he Nor will she leave Nozomi Matsubara, who is seriously ill, for this reason.

"Parents may. But his parents are ordinary people. The magic world, conjurers, curses, etc. are all kept secret from ordinary people.

"Then, in the world of conjuration, apart from friends like us, there is no one who can trust Matsumoto to the end? Leave? My sister... there is no one."

Bai Ci slowly expressed the final terrible conjecture: "Unless, he is not a person, but some kind of symbol. A great and glorious symbol, like the religions of various-religion-religion-groups--- Lord, the desperate will always try to grab at this last straw."

In the magic world, the strongest is the label of Gojo Satoru.So, what is the symbol of authority?

The answer is about to come out.

"It's the upper class, those old men in the magic world." Bai Ci frowned tightly, and uttered this sentence full of disgust, as if spitting out waste.

The rain gradually stopped.The sky is dark, and the dark clouds are tightly intertwined, like a pile of lumps in the heart.

"Next? What are you going to do, Liuli?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"If you need to kill, be sure to take me with you." Bai Ci heard it? Gojo Wu's tone was relaxed, implying concern.

It's not impossible to kill anything in the past and confront the higher-ups.Gojo Satoru will definitely go.

But in that case, as the principal of the High School of Conjuration and Bai Ci's adoptive father, these two identities will put Ye Moth Zhengdao in a dilemma.

After pondering for a while, Bai Ci said: "Wait for them to come? Find me."

As a friend of Song Yuangui, Bai Ci will be summoned by those old men in the upper class of the magic circle sooner or later to give him a beating.

"Then it's better for me not to intervene in this matter." Gojo enlightened.

As the strongest, if he wants to protect Bai Ci, it is naturally because of his strong strength that makes him willful.But if Bai Ci needs to be questioned by the higher-ups, then he is willing to let go a little bit.

Has the rain stopped?That's the end of the topic.

Gojo Satoru directly threw the umbrella away and asked him to close it.Muttering "Brother Wu Tiao is so lazy", Bai Ci still held the umbrella flat, the black umbrella covered his eyes, and was about to close the umbrella when he heard Human Wen beside him: "If God created man, what would Liuli be like? Composition?"

These words seem familiar.It was what Matsubara hoped to mention in the ward that day, if God created man, what would a man consist of.

It turned out that Gojo Satoru came that day, and he was outside the door.

"What, brother Wutiao, did you hear that?" Bai Ci said, reluctant to bring up this topic.

Thinking of what he saw in the ward that day, Bai Ci disguised himself as Matsubara and went to see his sister Matsubara Hope for the last time.Gojo Satoru outside the door found a sad expression belonging to Bai Ci from the face of Song Yuangui.

Since when did the child he raised have such a sad expression.He should have lived a hundred years without any worries.

Now, Gojo Satoru said, "Why don't you talk about it yourself."

Bai Ci thought about it? Thinking about it, his hands kept moving, the handle of the umbrella was slippery with water, and he couldn't hold it.He said a little annoyed: "How is it? Everything is fine."

Matsubara hopes to be a girl composed of wisdom, luck, optimism, beauty, and strength.He hoped to form the part with the original intention for Songatomo Gauge.

What about himself?What is this person under the name Bai Ci made up of?

Thinking of this, Bai Ci suddenly became serious? As if hoping for an answer to the dead Song Yuan, he said, "I think Bai Ci is composed of luck, tenacity, stubbornness, self-confidence, and beauty."

He grasped the inner tip of the umbrella, grasped the inner umbrella mechanism, and pulled it back.The umbrella is closed little by little, like the process of a heart slowly closing.

Then, Wujo Wu opened his mouth and said: "Treat your family members, treat your friends with all your heart, and don't want to hurt the people in your heart. I know, that is a unique component of Liuli.

"--gentle."

Unable to hold it again, the umbrella opened with a "bang", as if a bullet had hit someone's heart.

The black umbrella got rid of the boy's control, and jumped straight to the steps.Bai Ci forgot? Go down the steps to recover the fallen umbrella, turn your face away, and look at Gojo Satoru next to you in disbelief.

I don't know when, the rain is over and the sky is sunny.The sun at five or six in the afternoon is approaching sunset.The sunset glowed in the sky, and the light of the setting sun fell on Gojo Satoru, brilliantly.

Against the light, Gojo Gojo's handsome face was hidden in the shadows, and the glowing sunset outlined his smooth profile like a magic pen.With such rendering, it looks even more deep and three-dimensional, like a carved stone statue.At the same time, the white hair on his forehead was slightly hanging down on the eye mask, fluttering.

And his eyes staring at the emptiness of the whole world, at this moment, are turning under the eye mask, and the wandering gaze stays on Bai Ci's face.

The setting sun was flowing, and Gojo Satoru's face was in half-light.The heart of a young man is also half-bright and half-dark.

Suddenly, Bai Ci asked suspiciously: "Then, what is the composition of Wujo Wu?"

"Of course it's perfect, confident, strongest, and flawless." Gojo Satoru answered quickly.

The boy frowned? He frowned and said, "No."

"Add one, Bai Ci's favorite brother." As he spoke, Bai Ci turned his face slightly, not looking at Wujo Wu beside him.He was afraid that this childish adult would be too complacent.However, this is indeed the truth.

It turns out that his child still agrees with him, trusts him, worships him, and likes him.

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt that there was nothing more gratifying than this.

After a long time, he stretched out his arms and leaned over to hug him: "Ah brother, I'm so touched, come here? Give me a hug!"

Bai Ci hurriedly dodged, jumped down to a step below, and refused, "No."

"Come on?" Gojo Satoru also jumped down, trying to put his arms around the boy, but was avoided again.The boy jumped down two steps again, and then turned around to see the naive adult who was pestering him endlessly.

Unbeknownst to him, a smile suddenly appeared on that beautiful face.Pure and gentle, with a slightly mischievous smile in his eyes.

For a moment, Gojo Gojo was stunned? Stunned, this beauty is too dazzling? It's not real.Soon, he adjusted his mood again, clamoring to give Bai Ci a big hug.The boy yelled no, and jumped down the stairs.

The long steps, one big and one small chasing and frolicking, quickly walked down the stairs.

Up and down the steps, what falls is their unscrupulous laughter.

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The next day, Bai Ci told himself: Life is relatively conservative. For example, if you were too happy yesterday, you will meet a bad person today.

After convincing me, he calmed down again and regained his composure, so he talked to the person here: "Senior Yuequan, you are about to graduate, what can I do for you?"

Yuequan Cangjie looked at him with a frown, and said indifferently: "Nothing, the higher-ups are looking for you."

Finally, the conflict between Bai Ci and the upper echelon is about to become inevitable.

The author has something to say: [Thanks for the time]

Thanks to Mo Ying and Bai Ze for the mines~!Two little cuties, so meme me da~!

Ah, I originally planned to end this chapter with an explosive update tonight, let alone an explosive menstrual period...

Then, finish this chapter tomorrow.