Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

Yoshioka Shizu is an ordinary housewife.

Her husband, Yoshioka Moto, is an ordinary office worker.They are raising a son together and are an ordinary and happy family of three.

His son, Yoshioka Morimura, is five years old this year and is studying in the top class of a nearby kindergarten.Yoshioka Morimura has a shy and clingy personality, and he always likes to pester his mother Yoshioka quietly.But recently, he likes to go to the nearby park to play.

Yoshioka was busy with housework, and signed up for a nearby ikebana class. She was completely relieved that her son no longer pestered her.

Son Yoshioka Morimura often mentions that he has a beautiful older brother, saying that he always plays with him.Yoshioka Shizuku didn't think so until his son brought back something.

The moment she saw it, the LV bag that Shizuka Yoshioka was carrying fell off, and her arms dropped, as if she had been drained of strength.

"Ah Sheng..." Ji Gangjing trembled, calling his son's nickname.The voice presents a harsh and monotonous sound.

"Where did this thing come from?"

It was night when her husband, Yoshioka Moto, came home. He was exhausted from socializing all day, and was about to lose his temper when he saw that there was no hot food on the table.

"Jing, you don't even prepare dinner, do I work all day to support idlers..." Yoshioka Motsuo complained to his wife, but Yoshioka Jing raised his hand and pointed to something on the coffee table.

Following his gaze, Motoyoshi Yoshioka saw it.He trembled like an electric shock, and shouted: "Why is this damn thing here! Who put it here!"

"Ah Sheng brought it back." His wife Yoshioka said quietly.From just now, she was slumped on the sofa.

The culprit's son, Yoshioka Morimura, stood there blankly, his eyes full of puzzlement.Then, he saw his father, Yoshioka Moto, rushing over like a tiger, with two big hands clamping his arms straight.

"Where did you get this thing! Tell me, tell me!" Yoshioka Motoyuki snapped.

Looking at his father with a ferocious face, Yoshioka Morimura was frightened and burst into tears.Motoyoshi Yoshioka refused to let his son go, shaking his arm desperately and yelling.

And on the coffee table, there was nothing but a thousand paper cranes.

An ordinary paper crane with a thousand origami stacks.

·

late at night.

Yoshioka Morimura stood outside his bedroom door tearfully holding his panda toy.Normally, at this point, he was already sleeping beside his parents.But today he brought back the thousand paper cranes, and under the pressure of his father Yoshioka Moto, he told him that it was given by a beautiful brother.

That pretty brother said his name was Bai Ci.

Then the parents closed the bedroom door and started arguing.

The door lock of the bedroom was held by him on tiptoe, and he opened it quietly. The light inside spilled out and fell on the child's face.

"You took a lot of money from them, and then you regretted it, and you didn't let Yuko go to that school! It's all your fault!"

"It was my husband who discussed it with me at the beginning, saying that we would save the money and make plans in the future! But you secretly took it away, just to go on vacation with that shameless female colleague from the company in Hawaii!

"I only pity my own daughter, Yuko, she is crazy, that's why..."

"Evil woman, don't pretend to be kind and innocent! The LV bags, designer high-heeled shoes, and high-end kimonos from the ikebana class in your hand must have been bought with that money!"

"Yeah, we bought it with the money we sold our daughter Yuko!" Finally, the mother broke the pot and yelled.

Yoshioka Morimura hugged the panda toy tightly in his arms, tears filled his eyes.He couldn't understand what his parents were arguing about, and he was instinctively afraid, biting his mouth desperately to hold back the grievances in his heart.

"Oh mom and dad..." He didn't dare to cry out.

Once upon a time, when his father rode a horse with him around his neck, he laughed and shouted happily, while his mother watched tenderly the father and son messing around.Everything that was warm and harmonious was instantly destroyed.

In the bedroom, the parents were yelling, cursing, pushing, and shaking hands.Yoshioka Motoo slapped him across the face, and his wife fell to the ground covering her face.

Yoshioka Morimura, who was peeking through the crack of the door, shivered with fright, turned around and ran away suddenly, and ran out of the house.

On an early spring night, the cold still persists.Yoshioka Morimura ran out the door, walking around like a headless chicken. When there was a light in the distance, he rushed towards the direction of the light.It is a 24-hour convenience store.

The light from the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the convenience store was like a beacon in the cold night, guiding the little boy to run over.

The little boy ran to the door, suddenly remembered that he had no money, and stopped again.His stomach growled, he was hungry.Yoshioka Morimura grinned, and couldn't help but cried aggrievedly.

"Is it Shengcun?" A familiar male voice.

Yoshioka Morimura turned his head and saw Bai Ci holding a paper book in his hand and smiling at him.The dim lights of the convenience store illuminated this smile.

"Brother Baici..." Yoshioka Morimura murmured.This person is the beautiful brother who has been playing with him for a few days.

The thousand paper cranes were also sent home by Brother Bai Ci.

One o'clock.Yoshioka quietly left the house.

The husband who killed Qian Dao became angry and beat her, then went out to drink, completely disregarding her life or death.And their son Yoshioka Morimura was not at home.

With Ah Sheng's shy personality, he should have been so frightened that he ran away from home.Yoshioka Shizu had no choice but to clean up, put on heavy makeup to cover the facial scars from the beating, put on a thin coat and went out to find her son.

Looking all the way, she saw her son in a nearby convenience store.I hurried over, and sure enough, my son was sitting in front of the French windows of the convenience store, burying his head in the hot oden.

"A Sheng!" Yoshioka Shizu hurried over, took a closer look, and saw the person sitting next to his son Yoshioka Morimura.

That person is a very beautiful boy.The beauty is extremely charming, just like Tomie in Junji Ito's works.

This woman, Fu Jiang, is extremely beautiful and has a demagogic charm. A man who falls in love with her will not be able to control his possessive desire, and eventually go crazy and kill her.It is such a crazy and crazy aesthetic feeling that makes Fu Jiang a character.

And the beautiful boy in front of him is more terrifying to Yoshioka Shizu than Tomie.

It's him!

Sure enough it was him!

Yoshioka Jing's hair stood up all over her body, her teeth chattered, and she couldn't stop shaking.

The beautiful boy's eyes fell on the open paper book, he gracefully turned a page, and suddenly raised his eyes.Ji Gangjing took a big step back in fright, but saw the person in the floor-to-ceiling window smiling beautifully at herself.

Then, he put a hand on the shoulder of his son Yoshioka Morimura and said something.

The little boy Yoshioka Morimura looked up and saw his mother outside the window of the convenience store. He put down the oden in his hand and waved happily to her.

Shizuka Yoshioka's eyes were only on the beautiful boy's hand, which rested gently on his son's shoulder with gentle movements.

However, she didn't know what the boy would do in the next second.

Then, she saw behind the boy, the black shadow that was supposed to be lying quietly on the floor of the convenience store, suddenly twitched and twisted, and transformed into long limbs, stretching crazily like the tentacles of an octopus.

Countless pitch-black shadows twisted, and then bulged out countless blisters, each of which was a swollen and deformed face.Those faces were distorted, eyes and mouths were pulled out of shape, and they couldn't see what they looked like.

However, Yoshioka Shizu was still in it and saw his own appearance.

Every face was talking, shouting.

"Yuko, she always yells at corners where no one is around, saying that she sees ghosts, talking nonsense, regardless of the occasion and place, really embarrassing me...

"Let her leave home to work after graduating from high school, go far away, out of sight and out of mind...

"That magic school is a religious private school, and it probably costs a lot of money... Yuko is a girl's family, just go to a high school...

"Those people from the High School of Conjuration actually gave me money, 8000 million..."

Then she heard all the twisted, deformed faces shouting the same word.

"Sell, sell, sell...!"

Yoshioka Jing's mouth moved unconsciously, and murmured: "Sell, sell, sell, sell..."

Yoshioka Morimura in the convenience store felt strange seeing his mother's mouth wriggling and muttering to the air.He jumped off the stool, pushed the door and ran outside, hugging his mother's leg and shaking.

"Mom?" the little boy called tentatively.

Yoshioka didn't care about it, and continued to chant "Sell, sell, sell, sell, sell", and suddenly stopped.

Then, she nodded her head, like when the alarm clock was hit, her head straightened quickly.Staring at the air in front of her, she said, "Yuko."

The little boy turned his head suspiciously, but there was no one on the street.

"Yuko Yuko Yuko Yuko Yuko, sell sell sell sell sell sell sell..." Yoshioka Shizuku read quickly in one breath.

Finally, she screamed, "I sold my daughter for money!"

After speaking, Yoshioka Shizuka's whole body froze and did not move.Yoshioka Morimura looked at her with fear in his eyes, and kept silent.

In the convenience store, Bai Ci slowly opened the door, squatted down quietly, and covered the little boy's eyes with his hands.

With a loud bang, Yoshioka fell to the ground quietly.

·

Tokyo Metropolitan Higher Vocational School of Magic.

In the office, Noctua was busy working on a new handiwork, when a video call popped up on his mobile phone.He withdrew his hand and pressed the agree button.

A man wearing a black blindfold appears in the video, against the backdrop of Sicily's azure coast.

After only one glance, Noctua Moth continued to do handwork again.Gojo Satoru at the other end of the video waved his hand to say hello, looking around the office of Principal Noctua Moth, his tone full of disappointment.

"What, my dear brother Bai Ci is not here?"

"Six days ago, he skipped the make-up exam and left school." Ye Mo replied.

"It's all over, this rebellious period is a bit late." Wujo Satoru commented, "But he is so cute and beautiful, under normal circumstances, I can still forgive his waywardness."

"It's because you pamper the doll too much..." Noctua thinned the doll's hair with a knife, "he is lawless."

"You are also half of the responsibility. Let him go to avenge his friends, he is an ordinary person, and it would be too miserable for us conjurers. Besides, it is Liuli." What happened, he had heard Noctua Moth before. .

Before Ye Mo Zhengdao became the principal, he was Wujo Satoru's head teacher.The two have worked together for many years, and watched Bai Ci grow up.

"Liu Li..." Noctua shook his head, "I would rather he use force to solve the problem."

Wujo Gojo laughed, "Liuli can't, he can use his brain, but he will never use his hands. Is it some kind of kindness?"

Night Moth snorted heavily from his nose, "No, you and I know, the psychological torture he used is worse."

Gojo Satoru smiled, but didn't speak.He leaned on the railing, looking at the emerald green sea of ​​Sicily, feeling at ease.

"What was found in Italy?" Night Moth asked rightly.

"It's terrible, your adopted son, my dear younger brother, has been the second-in-command of the 'Enthusiasm' black organization for more than half a year, and helped him to wash away the past and walk on the white road." Wutiao Wu leaned against the coastal railing, with one long leg bent , placed on the other long leg standing upright, it is a bit of the free and easy style of a model in a pictorial.

The voiceover of the video has a small protest.

"Mr. Gojo, please hold on to your demeanor. Tourists are watching us."

As soon as Noctua heard it, he knew that it was the assistant supervisor who accompanied Gojo Wu on overseas business trips.Gojo Satoru answered as a matter of course, "It doesn't matter, I am the strongest and I don't need to pay attention to red tape."

It's no surprise that Gojo Satoru's liberal style has long been familiar, and Ye Mozheng is busy making the dolls in his hand.

"Is there no way to cure the eyes?" After a long while, Ye Mozheng squeezed the black-haired doll in his hand, and said in a deep voice.

"There aren't many clues." Wujo Wu's tone was serious and magnetic.But in the next second, he resumed that brisk tone, "Well, but I contacted the boss of the organization Liuli was in before, and asked directly."

"Liuli's eyes are often invisible, which is always a problem for everyone." Ye Mozheng said the truth.Then he turned the doll in his hand, as if thinking about the prototype comparison.Gojo Satoru let out a "huh" and didn't deny it.He saw it at a glance.

"Liuli will cry if you know you made him so ugly. It was originally a surprise from my father, but it turned out to be a shock."

Liuli is Bai Ci's nickname, which few people know.

Night Moth paused, looked at the black-haired doll in his hand, and said, "That guy...can't cry, he only makes others cry."

I don't know who Bai Ci learned from such a bad personality.Thinking about it, Noctua looked up at Wujo Satoru in the video, this time he was sitting on the railing, shaking his long legs.

Case solved.Baici is probably based on Wuxue.

"I asked Fu Hei to find Baici." Ye Moth said rightly, hiding the broken doll behind his back.

Gojo Satoru turned his head, his shoulders were broad, and the shoulder line was as beautiful as the coastline.He smiled and said okay.

"I'll be back soon." As he said that, the video went black, and the other side hung up.

Ye Mozheng took out the black-haired doll on the back, looked at it, and muttered to himself: "It doesn't look like me?"

Thinking about Bai Ci's appearance in his mind, and then lowering his head to compare with the doll, Noctuid threw it away decisively.

·

April 25.

"Today, I'm going to find that guy Baici." Fu Heihui wrote in his diary.

"That guy is a complete scumbag."