After exposing myself, I was approached by my best friend

Seeing the man follow the servant away with a disappointed expression, Gojo Satoru, who was hiding behind the eaves, scratched his hair, turned around irritably, and lay down on the tiles.

The wind that blows from time to time brings the coolness of autumn, and the white clouds floating in the clear sky seem to have turned into familiar silhouettes.

The slightly raised mouth corners when smiling, slightly frowning brows when distressed, slightly closed eyelashes when drinking...

Puff, puff, puff...

The young man lying on the tiles turned sideways, curled up his body, frowned slightly and held his heart that was about to jump out of his chest, and couldn't tell who was more pure from the sky. His blue eyes were full of water because of his physical discomfort. Compared with the clear sky, it is more like the sparkling sea under the sun.

clear……

Roll that name on the tip of your tongue a few times, and the sweetness that rises from the bottom of your heart is more mellow and rich than the honey you ran to the mountains to pick when you were free in summer.

The young man's breathing became heavier, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a little more obscure emotion in his eyes.

The excessive beating of the heart slowly calmed down, he exhaled, lay flat on the tiles, and put his arms in front of his eyes to block it.

he looks like……

"Little Lord!"

Gojo Wu got up and looked down. Zhongbang stood on the wooden bridge under the eaves, bowed, and said respectfully: "Master Patriarch, please go over."

……

Located in the courtyard of the Patriarch in the middle of the northern part of Wutiao Mansion, in the main room, two people with somewhat similar facial features are sitting facing each other. The older one is sitting upright, his back is like an inflexible pine, and his brows are completely washed away by the years. Over the past, it seems more and more restrained and unfathomable, mature and stable, like a sword that has been sealed in the long river of time.

The other person was much younger, showing his sharpness all over his body, and his behavior revealed a rebellious and unruly publicity. There was a bit of impatience in the blue eyes looking at the person opposite, and it was revealed without any concealment.

"Speak up quickly."

Looking at the young man who seemed to be covered in spikes whenever he faced him, Patriarch Wutiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he faintly began to doubt whether his method was really correct.

Because of his incompetence, the wife fled overnight with the sick child after hearing the rumors.

They should have a happy family.

In the past 17 years, he has been thinking all the time, if he was so strong back then that he could firmly control the entire family and no one dared to speak falsely, would people trust him a little more and believe that he would protect her and the children well? Will it be different.

It's just that there are not so many ifs and possibilities in the world. What he has already experienced cannot let his children repeat the same mistakes again.

In this human-eating world, if you want to survive and protect someone, you can only make yourself stronger, and the strength that others cannot touch can only be looked up to.

"Enlightenment." Patriarch Wutiao looked at the young man across from him, "I will officially send out a notice in a few days, and when the first snow comes, I will invite those who are close friends with the family to attend your succession ceremony."

"After becoming the head of the family, what you have to face is no longer the petty fights among some children, but the Vanity Fair in the true sense of intrigue."

"The honor of the family, the wealth and lives of the members of the clan, and the conflict of interests between the clans, all of these will be entrusted to you."

"I know you don't like being restrained by others, but you have the right to be willful only if you hold the power and power in your own hands."

Patriarch Wutiao's tone was not harsh, and was even gentler than usual, but these words seemed to contain inexplicable heavy pressure in the young man's ears, and the words seemed to carry some kind of power. It is piled up into a high mountain, which falls firmly on the shoulders.

Looking at the silent young man, Patriarch Wutiao eased his tone, and the corners of his mouth rose a little bit, which was not used to, showing a little stiffness.

"Wu, what do you think of Qing?"

The name that suddenly appeared in his mouth made Gojo Satoru's heart stop suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, and stared at him sharply. "What are you asking this for?"

Patriarch Wutiao was stunned by the defensive tone and momentary vigilance, opened his mouth, and finally just let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart.

He still kept pushing away the only child who stayed with him.

The raised corners of his mouth slowly sank, Patriarch Wutiao resumed his usual serious expression, and said in a deep voice, "I don't intend to do anything, I just want to tell you that only when you are strong can you protect what you want to protect."

"Don't trust anyone, don't trust other people's slander, you can only trust yourself."

"Qinghe you..." The Wutiao family opened their mouths. Originally, they wanted to tell him the relationship between the two, but they suddenly couldn't say anything when they saw the young man in front of him who was full of spikes.

...Wait a little longer, saying it now may be a big blow to Satoru who has always regarded himself as his only son.

A best friend becomes my brother for no reason...

He considered it for a while, and planned to raise it cryptically first, so that the child could be a little psychologically prepared.

"The fate of that child is a bit rough, you..." Gojo Satoru frowned, looking at the other party inexplicably, hesitant to speak.

"...In short, if you care about it, protect him. That child is the most important person in your life besides your parents. Don't let yourself regret it."

...?

What nonsense is this man talking about! !

What is the most important person, who would care about that kind of guy! !

The heartbeat was instantly out of balance, and Gojo Gojo froze in place, staring at the other party dumbfounded, and the emotions that had finally calmed down were stirred up again.

Recalling the scene of harmony and friendship between the two, Patriarch Wutiao's eyes softened a little. What parents want to see most is probably the scene of harmony between brothers and sisters and Gong's family.

"You are the closest people in this world. The child's health is not very good. You need to pay more attention. Wu, you must protect him."

There was a crackling sound, the low table was hit, and the teacups and snacks placed on it were scattered all over the floor. The Patriarch Wutiao came back from his thoughts and looked over with a frown.

The tall young man seemed to have heard something shocking. He was tripped by the low table and fell on the tatami. His sharp eyes were round and his face was blush, and he looked at himself dumbfounded.

Like a big cat with fried fur.

Patriarch Wutiao was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice, "How many times have I said, you should be calm in doing things, what about your etiquette?"

Who cares about your etiquette! !

The young man roared angrily in his heart, does this person know what he is talking about?That... that kind of words can be said casually! !The closest person or something...

shameless!shameless!Don't be ashamed of being old!

The heat on his face could not be subdued, the young master felt that his brain was about to burn out, he stared at the other party viciously, and kept cursing from the bottom of his heart, where did this stinky old man say nonsense for no reason, please protect him Doesn't he know?I need you to talk more!

The young man's complexion was flushed, and he stared at him with a vicious look, filled with inexplicable anger.

It seemed that someone had exposed some kind of thoughts and turned into an expression of anger.

Seeing the young man who reacted greatly, Patriarch Wutiao was a little stunned, feeling that something was wrong, and a certain vague idea flashed by.

"Patriarch." The barrier door was opened a little, and Zhongbang knelt at the door, "The steward of the back kitchen brought something, saying that Master Qing specially made snacks for the young master..."

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the young man appeared at the door in an instant, he swung the door open, and said eagerly: "Qing made me a snack? Where is it? Let me see."

"Ah, yes! The kitchen steward is waiting outside."

"Take me there."

"Where are the Qing people?"

"Master Qing..."

Listening to the conversation and footsteps of the two people gradually going away, Patriarch Wujo looked at the porcelain scattered on the tatami floor, thinking of the other party's expression just now, the strange idea in his mind seemed to become clearer, making his eyes widen a little bit .

"You know that guy, can you even make pastries? I don't know what kind of mess I learned at home." After a while, the young man came back with an exquisite box, and took out a piece of snow-white and crystal-clear pastry from it as he walked. Put it in your mouth, and muttered while eating, with the corners of your mouth raised, and the joy beyond words was on your face.

"It's delicious."

Seeing his expression, Patriarch Gojo's heart sank gradually, Wujo Wu stopped, closed the box, took half a step back, and squinted at the man who was gradually exuding displeasure. "Don't even think about it, it's mine."

"Give it to me to do it!"

Patriarch Wutiao's actions of protecting food turned black, and his mind became clearer. He looked at the other party with incredulous eyes, and after a while, Patriarch Wutiao's very heavy voice sounded in the room.

"Wu, there is something I must tell you."

……

There was a sudden shaking of the ground, and a beam of red light rose from the Suzaku Courtyard in the distance, and the ominous dark red gradually covered the entire sky.

In the main room of the Patriarch of Wujo Mansion, a suffocating and depressing atmosphere permeated the entire room. The tall young man stood at the door, his back facing the red light in the sky, his pupils contracted to a certain extent, and he looked at the man sitting in the middle of the room in shock. The man took a step forward, then stopped suddenly, clenched his hands by his side into fists.

After a while, he squatted down expressionlessly, covered the brocade boxes scattered on the ground, held them in his hands, got up and looked at the other party indifferently.

"I'm not interested in what happened in your previous life. I won't believe a word you say."

After speaking, he turned around with the box in his hand, and stepped out of the room without hesitation. Under his silver hair, a pair of blue eyes were extremely dark.

……

The shock didn't last long, but the eyes of the whole capital were all focused on Suzaku-in, which is located in the middle of Kyoto, in an instant. A soaring red beam of light stood straight there. Starting from the depths of Suzaku-in, the red light emitted The slow speed continued to spread outwards, covering the entire Suzaku Courtyard.

The monks of Suzaku Court retreated to the outside of the courtyard, looking up at the red light that was close at hand, like thick blood.

The miasma that began to pervade the surroundings made breathing a little stagnant, and above the clouds, a terrifying but permeating figure loomed.

"Yaki... Orochi...!!"

"The seal is actually broken..."

An oppressive atmosphere surrounds the monks stationed in the Suzaku Courtyard. Although there are already noisy movements in the distance, many people gathered on the flat ground outside the Suzaku Courtyard, but it is as quiet as a needle can be heard.

"boom--"

There was another shaking of the ground, and cracks appeared on the ground. The monk who was struggling to stabilize his balance looked straight ahead, a dark red beam of ominous light, a huge snake head broke out of the ground, and the huge and strong body was in front of him. On the way of twisting, it crushed the eaves, and finally stood in the sky, stammering snake letters, staring at the people in the open space with cold eyes.

Under the ground, there seems to be something else that is about to move.

With a thud, someone in the monk team couldn't bear the fear and fell limply to the ground. His back was soaked in cold sweat, and his trembling voice was full of despair. "Baqi no Orochi, really come out..."

"Cthulhu, resurrected!!"

……

On the street, a person walked slowly, with a leisurely expression, a little out of place with the surroundings.

Because of the sudden weird sky and ground shaking, the crowd panicked, and the Yin Yang Liao, who reacted very quickly, led the officers and soldiers to maintain order. Groups of Yin Yang masters were followed by a few warriors, walking in a hurry. on the street.

The young man with black hair stopped and turned sideways to avoid them. Looking at their hurried backs, his slightly drooping cat eyes turned slightly, and his expression was a little careless.

After the seal is released, Yamata no Orochi will crawl out from the ground, and when the eighth snake head comes out of the ground, it is the time when the evil god comes down completely.

During this period, all eyes in Kyoto will be focused on how to stop and seal these things again. Due to pressure and time constraints, the Onmyojis will not have extra manpower and energy to continue guarding the dragon veins.

As long as the onmyoji stationed at the dragon's veins evacuated, he could act.

When the time comes, it's time to say goodbye.

The young man stood by the roadside, looked at the sky in the distance, suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart, lifted his feet, and continued to walk aimlessly on the street.

"clear."

The familiar voice made him froze suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and he looked forward with an almost blank expression.

Under a dull red sky, the whole of Kyoto was covered with a layer of gray color, and the silver hair under the hanging tassel became the brightest existence in sight, fluctuating with the breeze, swinging soft arcs in the air.

The young man with a gentle temperament still has a little tiredness between his brows, looking a little dusty.He stood not far away, quietly staring at the young man across from him, his pair of beautiful fox eyes were full of tiny, soft and bright light like stars in the middle of the night.

Why... are you here...?

"I am back."

Seimei Abe...

On the street, pedestrians were in a panic, walking quickly in fear, wanting to return to a place where they felt safe; the onmyojis in hunting clothes led the people to try to maintain order, and occasionally looked at the sky with solemn eyes.

In the noisy environment, the sound of one person's footsteps is clearly audible as if they are stepping on the bottom of my heart.

The silver-haired young man had gentle eyebrows, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he walked slowly towards the stunned young man with an extremely gentle expression on his face.

There is a very clear and elegant cedar aroma in the warm embrace, and the sound of a strong heartbeat comes from the firm chest.

The travel-worn onmyoji held the black-haired youth into his arms, his eyelids drooped slightly, and under the noise around him, it seemed to embrace the most peaceful moonlight in his heart.

"Sunny... Ming...?" Why...

The young man's confused and hesitant voice sounded in his ears, the Onmyoji nodded slightly, and replied softly: "Yes."

"I am back."

The author has something to say:

Dangerous

The seal of Yamata no Orochi probably belongs to, and the formation of the seal must be untied first, and the body of the orochi buried in the ground can come out, but it takes a process to come out, and it feels like reading (?).

It can be sealed back before all come out, (interrupted reading x) but the beam of light is completely composed of miasma, it is very difficult, but it is not completely impossible.