Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

Opening the door, the first thing Bai Ci saw was Fu Heihui.

Murakami Feimo next to him was talking about something, the black-haired boy was silent? Listen, his face was sideways, his thin lips were tightly pressed.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fu Heihui turned his head and saw the person inside the door. He moved his lips a few times, and finally made up his mind? He walked over quickly and called, "Bai? Ci."

Glancing at him, Bai Jici said flatly, "Call me senior."

The black-haired boy stubbornly pursed his lips, didn't he? He didn't listen to him, and said directly: "I learned from Senior Murakami what you did recently, it's already like this, do you still want to continue?"

The implied meaning is to disagree.

Bai Ci smiled lightly and skillfully, and parted her thin lips: "Why not."

Hearing this, Murakami Feimo showed a depressed expression of "I knew it a long time ago", and Fu Heihui chose to raise his foot and approached.Originally, the distance between the black-haired boy and Bai Yuci was only three to four meters, but now he is still getting closer.

Bai Yuci stood quietly, he didn't care, and didn't care about his attitude.

Fu Heihui approached Bai?ci, and the deep emotions in his eyes were hidden: "Teacher Wutiao...he won't like you doing this."

In a word, Bai Ci's eyes sharpened.His loose dark blue eyes were condensed, like a sharp blade, which seemed to be piercing straight into Fu Heihui's chest.

The next second, he laughed lightly again.Eyes narrowed, bent into a crescent, no smile?

"Of course he won't like it, so I won't do it." Bai Yuci said, "It's just a pity that I'm not here now."

From this sentence, Fu Heihui thought a lot, and then, he finally understood? It turns out that Bai Qici really doesn't care about other people.Even his reliable senior appearance is a disguise.

There was a long silence.

Fu Heihui raised his head, looked directly at the person in front of him, and asked him: "Your tenderness, maturity, and amiability are all... a disguise?"

In the end, the black-haired boy's throat trembled slightly, and there was a slight choking that was not easy to detect.

Bai Ci gave him a cold look, and replied without any emotional fluctuations: "You only know. Enlightenment knew it a long time ago."

His innocence, gentleness, and stubbornness are all illusions, just a layer of skin.And? Under the skin, the teenager is a paranoid, cold-blooded, indifferent monster.But so what.

Gojo Satoru still loves Bai Yuci even though he is such an oddball enough to get into psychiatry and neurological evaluation.Everyone likes Bai Ci's beautiful appearance, powerful ability, and meticulous thinking, but there are still a few people who guess the dark shadows under the youth's brilliance.

But no one will be by his side.No matter how powerful he is, no matter how terrible he is, no one stays by his side.

There is only one person who will stay by his side and love such a true white speech.

When he had a high fever at the age of eight, he heard another adoptive father Emiya Kiritsugu tell the story of the prince Sakyamuni, and the lotus in June was always in his heart.At that time, he, who was in a daze from the fever, only felt that his embrace was extremely warm and reassuring.

And that person, leaning sideways on the child's red face, that slightly cool face was overheated by high temperature, which was an unprecedented intimacy and familiarity.In the midst of a high fever, Bai Ci struggled to open his eyes, trying to see the appearance of that person clearly.

No? Didn't see clearly.

Many years later, after being reminded by Shirou Emiya, he had a dream.

At that time in the dream, that person looked at him with his eyes open. Those eyes seemed to be looking up at the stars in the mist of dawn. They were vague, hazy, and shining with a unique light.

Those eyes blinked, smiled, and then stars fell quietly.

In the dream, I was still a child, and I couldn't help stretching out my hand to catch it. The star fell in the palm of my hand, glowing, blue light.

So, the child in the dream, the self who woke up, remembered who this person was.

——It’s enlightenment.

And deep down, he wasn't surprised at all.

Because, at that time, I already completely fell in love with Gojo Satoru.

The memories were so beautiful and touching that the teenager couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, and smiled sincerely.Raising his eyes, what he saw was Fu Heihui's frustrated expression.

Then he thought, Gojo Satoru was still sealed in the prison gate.

The smile on the corner of his mouth ignited like a cigarette in his mouth, and then went out in an instant.

He turned his head and nodded towards Murakami Feimo: "If you have something to do, you can go first."

Murakami Feimo raised his head and thought for a while, then said "forget it", and said sincerely, "I don't have any place to go now, so I'll just stay here."

After saying "whatever you want", Bai Ci pushed aside Fu Heihui who was standing in front of him, and Fu Heihui was forced to make way.Then, he walked straight ahead.

When he walked away, Murakami Feimo looked at Fu Heihui with a disappointed face, and sighed softly: "I told you, he has gone crazy when he said goodbye to him. As for him, except for those who care about him, there is no one else I won't look at it again, and I won't worry about it again.

"After all, in his eyes, other people are like pebbles on the side of the road. A pile of pebbles, just kick them away when you are upset, why do you need to take a look."

Fu Heihui clenched her lips tightly, and at the end, she bit her lips with her teeth, unwilling to let her go.Then there was endless sadness in his eyes, he took a deep breath, and gave up the struggle with himself.

"Then apart from Teacher Wutiao, who else does Bai care about when he resigns?"

"Principal Night Moth is right."

·

Teenagers walk in the hallway.

As always, like a light rail train with a destination, heading in the determined direction.

In the sea of ​​undead just now, taking advantage of Yuequan Yaji's collapse, he took the opportunity to ask about the way to open the prison gate, but there was no new news.

——Prison Gate Border is a super-grade magic tool, which is currently in the hands of Xia Youjie, and it is he who used the magic tool to seal Wujou into it.

Bai Yuci knew these news as early as the first time, and later confirmed that it was true.However, there is still no solution.

However? It's not just this important matter at present. According to the former head of the Yuequan family, Noctuma, who was sentenced to death by the upper echelons, will be executed in two days.And he himself is currently imprisoned in the High School of Conjuration.

Now, Bai Yuci is on his way to the place where Noctuma is held.

If Wu couldn't be rescued immediately, at least he must be rescued first.Thinking of this, Bai Ci's footsteps couldn't help but become faster, but at the corner of the corridor, he was blocked by a person.

The footsteps stopped.

"It's you?" Bai? couldn't help saying.

Even if he is calm on weekdays, even if he already knows that this person died? Resurrected? When the real person appears in front of him, maybe no one can not be shocked by that kind of shock.

The man was dressed in cassock, his black hair was tied up, and there was a black suture around his forehead.

This person, Xia Youjie, is a classmate of Wutiao High School of Magic Enlightenment, and his only true friend in this life.

This person, who later became the curse master Xia Youjie, killed his parents and defected. He cursed and killed more than a hundred people. He was killed by Wujo Wu himself a year ago.

All the cognitions in the brain come from the past and are all in the past tense.

But in front of him is Xia Youjie.

He smiled brightly, and greeted him: "Long time no see, Bai Yuci. I haven't seen you in ten years. You have completely changed from a soft and cute little dumpling to a boring adult who shows no emotions. .”

Faced with his evaluation, Bai Yuci remained vigilant, looked at him calmly, and found that he overlapped with the high school student he remembered from ten years ago.

Ten years ago, Bai Yuci was still only six or seven years old. At that time, Xia Youjie was a college student, and he would always remember to bring him special products from various places after he went on a mission.

So, he said softly, "Brother Xia You, I used to love Nara's Hakata-tong steamed buns the most. Because of this, I suffered from a toothache and lost a tooth. Do you still remember?"

Xia Youjie held his chin with his hands, showed a bit of a troubled expression, and sighed: "Oh, Xiaobai? Don't you believe me? Trust me."

His purple eyes flashed, and his voice cooled down: "Nara's specialty is obviously local? Pickled vegetables, and Hakata-dori steamed buns are from Fukuoka. And it's not that you like to eat, but Wu likes to eat. Your toothache is because of the time to replace your teeth. arrive.

"In one sentence, there are three language traps. Xiaobai resigned, you are very good at digging holes." He clapped his hands as he spoke.

The sound of clapping palms sounded in this silent corridor.

Then, he changed the subject: "Are you talking nonsense to prove that I am the Xia Youjie in your memory?"

Bai? Noncommittal? No.

Xia Youjie held his chin with his hand, smiled, his purple slender eyes flashed brightly, but his tone was unusually gentle: "Now, can I prove my identity, Xiaobai? Resign?"

Bai Ci said coldly: "You are not Xia Youjie."

The man in cassock spread his hands, looking puzzled.

"Why do you deny me? I'm here." He said with a narrow smile, "Is it because I sealed Enlightenment that made you unhappy? In the past, you liked Enlightenment very much, but you didn't like me enough. At that time, I thought, this child is really strange, and he can bear and understand that bad and arrogant temper."

"Or do you mean that denying me means denying the fact that Wu Wu killed me a year ago? Even the strongest will miss in the face of a close friend. This is indeed disillusioning."

Bai Yuci just looked at him, without any wavering expression on his face.Then, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "If it's real Brother Xia You, he wouldn't want to hurt his only best friend."

Seemingly amused by this naive answer, Xia Youjie let out a "ha", "Then, I'll let you experience my own spells to see if you're still so stupid."

He pointed to the sky, and the space in front of him gradually distorted. In the void, there were black lines twisting, spinning, entangled, and coiled into a whole ball.

Then, this black vortex rotated, exuding a pitch-black mantra, and the root of the mantra came from the raised finger.

And? That finger was exactly the one that Xia Youjie raised up.

He opened his mouth slowly, and chanted his own spell move: "Curse Spiritual Exercise—Extreme Vortex."

It's... Xia Youjie.

Even Bai? Ci was shaken.There are not many magic spells, and Xia Youjie is the most outstanding one among them.Only he can achieve this oppressive feeling of darkness like the doomsday.

"Ah, I forgot to tell you." Xia Youjie was smiling all over his face, and chatted in a relaxed tone, "Wu saw me when he was sealed into the prison gate, because he was born with the six discriminations? Can't tell the truth? Fake, yelling and refusing to admit that I am Xia Youjie in front of you, it’s very embarrassing? Isn’t it laughing?”

Bai Ci grabbed his wrist with one hand, and with a "snap", the black text around his wrist emerged, and he took it off, while responding coldly: "What's so funny. Funny Yes, it took you ten years to finally wake up, and you are willing to be your villain who kills relatives and friends righteously."

The will of this young man is like black iron, which cannot be broken.

Xia Youjie changed the subject, and casually mentioned again: "Speaking of which, before Wu was imprisoned, he seemed to have called 'Liuli'. I remember, that was your nickname, right?"

The young man was startled.

... Liuli.

How long has it been? Someone has called him that.

At this moment, someone behind him stabbed the boy without hesitation.

The cold ice blade pierced the boy's body, and blood dripped down the clear icicle.

"Thanks Li Mei, this sneak attack was a success." When the darkness was about to fall, Bai Ci heard Xia Youjie say, "Dug out his heart? Don't worry about it."

·

The door of the confinement room was opened.

The night moth regained the light on the right path, and the light came surging.After closing his eyes for a while, and regaining his sense of light, he saw his adopted son leaning against the door, holding the door frame with one hand, leaning lazily against the door.

His lips are pale? With a lazy smile.

"I'm here to pick you up, old man." Bai Ci's voice was very soft, as if he hadn't woken up from a dream.

Night Moth Zhengdao realized something, and shouted loudly: "You, what did you do?!"

"No? What..." Bai Ci spoke lazily, writing lightly, "Killed a few high-ranking officials, made a hostage deal with the Yuequan family, and saved you. There is no way to save the sealed Wu."

The more calmly he spoke, the darker Ye Mo Zhengdao's face became.

He has dealt with the upper echelons for many years, and knows them? It's not like that.What's more, Bai Yuci not only offended the upper class, but also offended the Yuequan family who framed the Muxia clan back then.This is a double difficulty.

"Ridiculous!" Ye Mozheng said with a heartbroken voice, "I'd rather be imprisoned here than you have to do these things alone!"

"It's okay..." Bai Ci's voice was as light as a dream, and the hand holding the door frame subconsciously tightened and then loosened.Then, his body fluttered lightly, shook a few times, and fell down uncontrollably, "Next, I will only trouble you...Father..."

"Bai? Ci..." Noctua Zhengdao hurried up to hug the young man, only to realize that someone had dug a hole in his heart.Blank? A bloody wound.I don't know what kind of terrible will he relied on to force himself here.

And now, with his last breath, the boy closed his eyes tightly and lost his breath.

Compared with the broad-shouldered Noctua Zhengdao, the young man has a slender figure, and now he is lying in his adoptive father's arms like a fallen leaf.

In a daze, Noctua Zhengdao remembered his first meeting with Bai Ci.

The little baby cried hoarsely, as if he was fighting against the injustice imposed on him by the world.At that time, he had lost his parents.

And Nocturnal Moth placed a rattle that his mother had owned gently next to his swaddling baby.Miraculously, the baby suddenly stopped crying, as if he could feel the mother's breath on the rattle.

He reached for it, babbling? muttering, and then accidentally? caught the thumb of the moth that was being put aside.The baby has five fingers, tender, white? white?, small, just holding his thumb like this.

At that time, Ye Mo Zhengdao was still a young man, but he was no longer serious.With a serious face, he gently raised his thumb in front of the baby, and the baby held it stubbornly.

Originally thought that the black-faced self would scare the little baby, but the baby who was crying so much just now saw him, but? suddenly?, giggled.It's like blossoming.

·

On the other side, Xia Youjie was holding the boy's heart. The blood vessels were entangled and dripping with blood, and it throbbed.

"The [Longevity Lock] of the Kinoshita family, one life for another. Kill one, and the other bears the price of his death. Kill Bai? Ci, Wujo Wu, who is sealed in the prison gate, will bear the price of death? "White kimono, the cursing teacher with the younger sister's head asked.

"Of course it will." Xia Youjie briskly said, "Wujo Wu? He is the kind of person who seems to be evil, but in fact will be burdened with responsibility sooner or later. Such a good person.

"Besides, this boy is not someone else. It's the person who whispered his name inadvertently when he was sealed."

"That is to say [Longevity Lock], Gojo Satoru has a 50.00% chance of dying." Li Mei said with a younger sister.

"Then now, it's time for us to gamble on the odds." Xia Youjie said.

After speaking, he crushed that beating heart?

The author has something to say: The next chapter is the appearance of the long-awaited male protagonist Wujo [Zhensheng.

It can be said that it is the prison gate and border memory killing, probably chapters and chapters.After the memories are killed, the main text will only have one or two chapters.

Readers, the dawn of victory is just ahead!

PS. I was so exhausted from running up and down the Su Causeway and Bai Causeway that I didn’t have the energy to go to Lingyin Temple to eat vegetarian food. I had to open my notebook at KFC near Yuewang Temple and start typing.

Knocking, knocking, falling asleep on her stomach, Mi Mi stared back to the hotel, and continued typing after catching up on sleep.

【Plot arrangement】

The plot that I said I would write before——

1. The grievances between the Yuequan family and the Kinoshita family [Completed]

2. Why did my parents abandon Baici for many years and never contacted him.Among them, the original committee made it clear. 【completed】

3. The ending of the old friend Matsukatomiki 【Completed】

4. Wutiao Enlightenment Prison Frontier 【Completed】

5. Bai Ci kills high-level executives, and then cuts his heart [Completed]

6. Gojo Satoru who saves the prison gate [in progress]

【Thank you for your time】

Thank God for mine~!This little angel, whoa~!