Cupid

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

With the accumulation of daily bits and pieces, the relationship between you and Hui and Tsumiki is getting better and better.

You give Fu Heihui a big hug every morning.

Hui is already in the third year of junior high school this year. Generally speaking, boys at his age should be more rebellious. Hair dyeing, tattooing, smoking, and drinking are nothing strange.

Campus works such as "Hot-Blooded High School", "I Am the Big Brother", and "The Youth of the Rebel" have become popular recently. Young people learn well, and there are bad boys riding motorcycles everywhere.

But Fu Heihui lived peacefully.

In addition to going to class every day and going home to practice spells, the schedule is flat and stable.

It's just that occasionally, when he sees injustice on the road, he beats up the bad boy lying in front of him and bullying others.

Fu Heihui became famous in the brawl in the first year of junior high school, and became the thorn in the side of the bad guys who tried to dominate the school. He was the little boss who entered the world's first level in the dark——

He is just a tall and thin boy with delicate features, and he can win because his opponent underestimates the enemy.

Maybe I am the child of destiny, as the king who pulls out the sword in the stone in the story, experience is harvested by me!

The imagination is so beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

As one of the double walls of magic a hundred years ago, Hui, who was regarded as a mind-twisting boy, could quickly end the battle without taking off his uniform jacket.

What they can experience here in Fu Heihui is not the passion of youth, but the pain of youth.

The severe pain of the bridge of the nose being broken by a punch.

The pain of repeated defeats slowly distorted the challenger's mind.

[I hate that popular sissy face. 】

[I hate this arrogant attitude. 】

Those eager to win once abandoned the principle that "hand-to-hand combat is the romance of a man".

On a certain evening soaked in akane, an army of avengers armed with various weapons stopped Fu Heihui, who was returning home from school, on the road.

A pair of 30 people.

The thrilling battle is about to start, and the extremely severe situation finally makes the young man frown.

"It will get dirty..."

The complaining boy finally took off the white suit jacket.

Folding his jacket neatly and putting it aside, wrapping his fists with a dark tie, Fu Heihui walked quietly towards his battlefield with a condensed expression.

Hui came back half an hour later than usual that day.

The uniform on his arm was intact, the bottoming white shirt had two buttons undone during the battle, the neat collar was turned wide open to reveal the delicate collarbone, and there were a few splashes of blood on the chest .

He hurried home to eat, his fair face was still blush from the battle, but he looked a little listless.

Facing you waiting at the door, Hui lowered her blue eyes and explained in a deep voice:

"Still dirty."

"It should be nosebleed or something, I will wash it off myself..."

After becoming famous with his bare hands, Hui became the uncrowned king who dominated the Urami East area, and enjoyed the treatment of being respectfully called "Senior Fu Hei" when he went out.

But no matter what the outside rumors are, the "Uncrowned King" is still a good boy who can mop the floor, wash dishes, and dry clothes when he returns home.

Fu Heihui has grown very tall, you have to stand on tiptoe to hang your arms around his neck.In order to accommodate you, he could only sigh and bend down a little.

He doesn't like to talk much, he doesn't like spending money, he doesn't follow fashion, and he uses the family size body wash you bought him without complaint.

You can still smell the faint scent of almond milk body wash on him as you hold him.

The milky sweetness in the milk is mixed with the youthful hormones, and the taste is very exciting.

He is so cute.

After sending the two children out of the house, you asked with a happy smile:

"Christmas is coming soon, is there anything Tsumiji and Megumi want?"

Tsumiji wanted a new lipstick from a certain cosmeceutical brand, but Megumi thought about it for a while, showing a troublesome expression and casually said:

"Isn't there still more than half a month before the holiday? I don't have anything in particular. The ice cream in the refrigerator seems to be gone. Let's make up some more."

You are the person who likes sweets the most in this family, and you and Gojo Satoru both have sweet tastes.

Ever since I found out that you have the bad habit of hibernating in a corner at home alone in winter without turning on the heating.

Wujo Satoru, who believes in the theory that "people will lose their temperature if the temperature is too low", asked someone to change the wiring of the heating equipment.

He turned on the home heating to the maximum through remote control, and then happily took out a large bucket of ice cream for family sharing, and wanted to pull you who were warmed up to eat and watch TV together.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality, and there are five wicked enlightenment to teach you.

After a long time, you also develop this extravagant habit.

Anyway, the heating fee of Fuhei's house was also provided by Gojo Satoru -

He is responsible for the bad ones.

Gojo Satoru is very generous in giving money, and he is not polite about eating your dim sum.

When he was a guest, he said that the room was too hot and cleared all the ice cream in your freezer, leaving only a few soda popsicles that were not so popular as gifts.

That's why Hui suggested that you go out and add some more.

The weather in December is very cold, and the hot air will condense into a mist the moment it is exhaled.

The difficult environment has greatly affected your enthusiasm for going out, and you can only put your hands together pitifully, and ask Gojo Satoru to go to the supermarket to bring you some ice cream the next time you visit:

"We can eat together..."

Gojo Satoru agreed to your request with a smile:

"Okay, I'll be back in a few days."

"But you're not allowed to go out until I come back."

When he said this, he used [bound].

You were grounded by him for buying ice cream with five Wutiaowu wool.

The number of popsicles in the cold storage is rapidly decreasing by one per day.

While you were slowly licking the last soda popsicle, Gojo Satoru finally came back.

He was carrying a big bag full of ice cream, covering every brand you like in the supermarket, enough to fill the freezer.

Because he did something "I'm sorry for you", when he gave you ice cream, he also brought a piece of latest news about Xia Youjie——

Xia Youjie died.

On December 12, he planned the massacre of cursed spirits called "Hundred Ghosts at Night".On the other hand, I went to the high school to capture the super magic spirit [Lixiang], and use its power to destroy the order of the magic world.

The owner of [Li Xiang], super warlock Yi Gu You Tai beat Xia You Jie to serious injury.

Gojo Satoru gave the final blow to Xia Youjie who was seriously injured and escaped.

……

Counting it, you haven't seen Xia Youjie's face for nine years.

When Xia Youjie is with you, Tokyo is not big, he can take you wherever you want.

But when Xia Youjie decides to leave you, Tokyo becomes so big that it looks like two fish in the sea will never meet again in this lifetime.

This time it is estimated that even the remains will not be seen.

As for the reason, Wujo Satoru should know it well, the woman's desire for revenge lies there——

In order to gain the love of her husband.You will forcefully drink Xia Youjie when he is weak, and keep him beside him when he is delirious.It will also extract the soul from his corpse and imprison it in a wooden box.

The heat in your home is on full blast.

During the few seconds when you were stunned by Gojo Satoru's words, melted popsicles dripped onto your legs.

Splash a cool water splash.

Hui who was sitting next to you didn't say anything, just handed you a tissue.

You said "thank you" to Hui.

After wiping off the stains on your legs, you looked up and asked Gojo Satoru with a smile, "Thank you for the ice cream, does Satoru have anything else to do?"

Gojo Satoru watched you open your mouth, but couldn't answer for a while.

But he was silent for a while and still showed a bright smile:

"Everyone has worked hard in the crusade. It's rare to plan to eat something in one fell swoop today."

"Sister Xiaochun, I will borrow it."

In the evening, you, Gojo Satoru, Iruma Glass, and Nanami Kento go to an izakaya to drink and chat.

They all seem to be suffering, but as the "saddest woman", you who were forcibly pulled out to relax actually have no idea.

The man who died was once your "husband".

You "loved" him wholeheartedly, because he was willing to endure the "torment of desire" for you, and he was willing to become gentle.

He has dedicated everything to you, and does not want any family, fetters, or ideals as a person.

Until the last moment of his life, he who "loved" you because of the curse was bound by your side.

But now?too much...

The man who gave up on you arrogantly thought his choice was best for you.

He even threw you aside in the name of "love" without authorization.

Even with the same memory.

He's not "he" anymore.

So you don't actually have much sadness in your heart right now.

But surrounded by so many conjurers, you always feel like you should act a little more "normal".

You pretended to have no appetite, and silently picked up the octopus balls in front of you with your chopsticks, and then, with the reflection of the glass, secretly, Gojo Satoru who was closest to you——

He took off the white bandages over his eyes, revealing a beautiful and young face, talking to Nitro, taking a few sips of soda along the way.

You stare at his curvy neck, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, his narrowed eyes under his long eyelashes.Some feeling is driving you to act—

You stretched out your finger to Gojo Satoru, gently hooked his cuff that was resting on the table, and said:

"Wu, can I have a glass of wine?"

Gojo Satoru withdrew his gaze from Nitiko, and he looked at you in surprise, as if he couldn't understand your words, he blinked slowly and asked:

"Aren't you a non-drinker?"

"Do you really want to drink? Although drinking to relieve worries is a common choice. But if you drink to get drunk, I will take pictures of them all with my mobile phone."

You didn't drink a drop of alcohol during your time with Gojo Satoru. If you don't know how your wine tastes, he suggests that you think twice.

"Because I can't cry if I don't drink..."

Your sincere explanation made Gojo Satoru's teasing smile stop on his face.

He clapped his hands and called the waiter to serve you two beers.

You gulp them down.

……

You don't like alcohol.

Alcohol gradually melts the mind, and worries and anxieties fly away like balloons.

Only this unloved body remained, heavy and soft as mud.

You have clearly escaped from the prison of childhood, but the sense of loss of control brought about by drinking has turned you into a child who can do nothing about everything.

——The body is so heavy and tired.All I can do is cry.

Since you've been suffering for so long, so miserable.

Just pity you, weak, useless, and out of your mind, and understand what you're doing...

Even if it's something bad.

A group of conjurers drank until midnight, and you booed along with them, pouring the wine down your throat glass by glass, and drank until you were "unconscious".

Then he leaned on Gojo Satoru as a matter of course, and shed tears silently.

In the beginning, Gojo Satoru would hand you a tissue or two from time to time to help you wipe your wet face.

The mechanical movement was repeated several times, and he was also tired later, so he could only lower his eyes quietly with his cheeks propped up, staring at you in a daze after drinking one cup after another——

"Stop drinking, let's go for a walk."

As your "brother" who has the best relationship with you and doesn't drink alcohol, Gojo Satoru frowned and carried you out of the izakaya.

He put his arm under your buttocks, holding you in his arms like a child.Let you put your arms around his neck and shed tears.

"Boundless space for a special trip, today's condition is good, maybe I can walk to the moon..."

Although Gojo Satoru hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, his behavior was like that of the one who had drunk to the top——

After leaving the izakaya, he went straight to the roof of an apartment building, and then directly used the spell to take you into the night sky of Tokyo's winter night.

Above the head is the starry night, like a black swan curtain, and under the feet are the neon lights and shadows of the city.

Gojo Satoru's technique even cuts off the biting cold wind, and all you can feel hanging on him is the scorching body temperature of the young man.

"So where are you going, drunk lady?"

Too high.

It's so high that people feel that if they don't pay attention, they will fall to pieces.

You involuntarily tightened the arms around Gojo Wu's neck a little bit, and while absorbing his body temperature, you begged pitifully, "Go home."

After you're drunk, your voice is as small as a cat meowing, and if you don't pay attention, you will be swept away by the howling night wind.

Wujo Wutiao deliberately tilted his head and put his ear to your mouth to hear your words clearly.

"What home? Where are you going?"

The young man asked this question.

Kind words, extremely conniving.

This is a man who has carried a lot of things. You rarely see him depressed, even on this night of "Best Friend".

Why is he always so strong?

With this question in mind, you stared at his soft earlobes through tears, couldn't help but reach out and caress his neck, slide your palm up from your Adam's apple to press the side of his face, and bury your fingertips in his silver hair, Then apply a slight force to force Wujo Satoru to lower his head and get closer to you.

Then you raised your head, pressed your lips to his earlobe intimately, and gave your answer in a way of rubbing your ears together——

The place you "want to go" is "Xia Youjie's home for you".

A place where he "killed" you and never returned.

Wujo Wu's body froze.

"You really drank too much... If you don't know where to go, do you want to go back and watch a movie with me?"

If it was the man who complained, there was an undue fluctuation in his brisk voice.

After realizing this, your arms hugging Gojo Satoru's neck tightened a little more, and you hugged him so intimately and dependently.

watch a movie.

……

If the life of a conjurer is a long and endless marathon without knowing the purpose.

Gojo Satoru, who was the strongest, was undoubtedly the one who took the lead and left the others far behind.

But because you have been abandoned, there is no way for you to leave him. Instead, you become the person closest to him.

He can see you as soon as he turns his head.

So no matter how hard each task is, Gojo Satoru will return to the secret basement as soon as possible.

In addition to chatting with you and reporting what happened to him recently, and making a list of desserts he wants to eat with a smile, the most he does with you is watching movies together.

The content of each film is different, but the process of watching the film is the same——

A man who has fallen asleep because of a heavy task will rest his head on your shoulder, or pillow on your lap, and snore peacefully like a resting house cat.

...but is it really just you who need him?

You and Xia Youjie broke up for nine years, and you got along with Wujo Wu for nine years. You lived together for one year, and lived apart for eight years but met every week.

Did the long relationship make him need you?

Need to watch movies together again tonight, cuddling up like beasts licking each other's wounds, letting you soothe his invisible wounds.

You obediently put your cheek on Gojo Satoru's neck, patiently counting his unsteady pulse——

【Boom】

【Boom】

【Boom】

How to do?

Do you want to promise him, do you want to accompany him?