After exposing myself, I was approached by my best friend

Under the dark night, the huge cherry blossom tree, which seemed to be unable to be hugged by seven or eight people, seemed to be lit up by someone. Starting from the dry and decaying roots, it gradually ignited life, and the bare branches quickly passed by with a burst of white light. Thick foliage develops, and petite buds grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The mountain cherry is blooming, the grass is covered with green, and the mansion not far away is also repairing the damaged and fallen outer walls under the effect of white light, as well as other things that have been damaged because they cannot be maintained.

After burying the returned dragon veins under the cherry blossom tree and drawing a barrier, the white-haired young man stood under the big tree, smelling the clearer and clearer fragrance of grass and trees in the air, his expression relaxed, and he took steps towards the direction of the mansion. go.

A gust of breeze blows down the blooming cherry blossoms. The petals flying all over the sky are carried by the wind and float in all directions of Honmaru, as if announcing the awakening of Honmaru's aura.

Passing through the stables and the wooden corridor, Kiyoshi Gojo came to the attic in the center of Honmaru, and gently opened the shoji door of the room.

The bright moonlight shines through the skylights on both sides, adding a little light to the sleeping hall.

In the sleeping hall, a huge white fox made the spacious room a bit narrow, its snow-white hair gave off a faint halo under the moonlight, and the fox tails behind it occasionally stretched and flicked a few times from time to time.

Wutiaoqing walked up to the white fox, sat down slowly, and buried himself in the soft and fluffy hair. The familiar breath wrapped his body, and the empty place in his heart seemed to be filled in an instant. Relax and let your consciousness sink into the deep darkness.

I don't know how long it took, but when he woke up again, the white fox disappeared, and only he and a woman with a beautiful face were left in the huge dormitory. slapped his chest.

Seeing him wake up, the woman had a slight smile on her face and said softly, "Qing, welcome home."

Wu Tiaoqing rolled over and buried her face in the opponent's stomach like a coquettish child, "Auntie, I'm back."

The judge rubbed his head, "Did you have fun?"

The person who was asked paused, sat up from the ground, thought about it seriously, raised his head, frowned and said with a smile: "Well, I'm very happy."

"Meet some interesting people."

……

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

In the depths of the majestic and majestic palace, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the towering attic. Even laughing to tears.

Beside the soft couch, the young man wearing a tasseled crown looked helpless, "Ayu, restrain yourself."

"Hahahahaha." Yu Zaoqian couldn't stop laughing, rubbed her stomach that was throbbing from laughing, wiped the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes with her hands, leaned on the back of the chair, and pointed at the young man with a dark complexion opposite her. Full of uncontrollable smiles: "Zhong Xing, don't you think his appearance is very interesting?"

"Ayu..."

"Tamamo-mae!"

The two spoke at the same time, one full of helplessness and connivance, and the other with anger that was about to come out.

Seeing that the silver-haired Onmyoji no longer had the indifference and composure of the past, his face was dark, and there seemed to be a bit of hostility between his brows. After watching a good show, Yuzao was in a good mood, sitting on the soft couch, Bend your knees, put your elbows on it to support your cheeks, and your tone is full of gloating: "Qingming, you lost."

He sighed softly, and seeing the other person's complexion became even uglier because of his words, he stretched out his finger and nodded in the air: "I warned you before."

"'Foxes are the best at deceiving people, and kittens raised by foxes can also deceive people.'"

"I reminded you, don't take it lightly, Qingming, you are too confident."

"I admit that no matter whether it is Yin-Yang and Five Elements, or natural psychic skills, your talent is unmatched." Yu Zao retracted her outstretched finger, put it on her side, and glanced at He Maozhong Xing who was aside: " But you haven’t studied carefully the barrier, why, Qingming.”

He withdrew his gaze, looked at the young man opposite, and the smile on his face deepened: "Because you are worried that you will surpass your teacher one day."

"What arrogance."

Abe Seimei was stunned for a moment, frowning and wanted to refute, but Yuzao waved his hand and pointed to the outside of the hall: "Go and have a look, you will understand after reading it."

Coming with Abe Seimei, Gojo Satoru, who had been standing silently not far from the door, walked out first, standing in front of the fence of the attic, overlooking the entire capital.

The night is shrouded in Heian-kyo, and the snowflakes in the darkness are like falling stars, covering the capital with a soft filter. The city is quiet, and the streets are empty. There was an inexplicable calm.

As if, nothing happened.

The broken seal, the resurrection of Yamata no Orochi, the fierce battle outside Luocheng Gate, and the great changes that should have occurred because the dragon vein was taken away.

Everything is like a dream, the capital is still sleeping, and they are the only ones awake.But everything in front of him made it hard to tell whether he was the one who fell into the dream.

Abe Seimei walked up to Gojo Satoru, and looked at the silent but peaceful capital with him. Neither of them spoke, and the silence made the surrounding atmosphere depressing.

In the sleeping hall, He Maozhongxing took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to the person on the soft couch, while saying, "Ayu, what you said just now was a bit..."

Yuzao glanced at him before, lighthearted and without emotion, He Mao Zhongxing shrugged, and made a closed gesture with his hand around his mouth.

"It's difficult for ordinary people to detect the tricks of small things, but for Seimei, it only takes a little effort to find out what's wrong."

Yu Zaoqian took the handkerchief he handed over, wiped his hands, looked outside the door, and said casually: "But that kid, who obviously found out, has been letting himself go, thinking that everything is under his control, thinking that the little thing doesn't care. He can do whatever he wants, but in the end he can only watch the other party slip away from him.”

"As for that little thing that is more courageous than a leopard, I always feel that it is a pity that he is a human being."

On the shadows on the ground, multiple phantoms with fox tails swayed slightly, Yuzao threw the handkerchief on He Mao Zhongxing, looked at the two people who walked in from the door, and smiled unabashedly.

"Compared to some people, that child is a fox in the true sense, cunning and full of lies."

"What do you think, Seimei?"

Abe Seimei did not answer his words, loosened his fisted fingers, exhaled, and looked at him very seriously, "Tamamo, I want to see her."

"Her?" Yuzao raised his eyebrows before, "It's really a little thing, you don't care about your head." He muttered in a low voice that could be heard by several people present, shook his hands, and replied lazily Said: "I refuse~"

"Even if you go to find her, you won't see the little thing, Seimei." He pointed at Abe Seimei's hand, and said with a smile, "The thread should be broken, right?"

Abe Seimei's fingers twitched twice following his words.

"After all, no matter how strong the thread is, it won't help after thousands of years, let alone..." Yu Zao squinted, and continued in a contemptuous and mocking tone: "The status of the two of you in Xiaodong's heart is far from enough to build degree of bondage."

The infiltrating mantra that suddenly rose was burning like black flames, and several phantoms loomed behind Abe Seimei, only to disappear for a moment, as if it was just an illusion.

Abe Seimei patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down. Looking at Tamamo, whose whole body was full of schadenfreude, his expression gradually returned to the gentleness of the past, "Thousands of years, isn't it?"

Tamamo raised his eyebrows before, and Abe Seimei bent down to the young man beside him, "Mr. Excuse me."

After finishing speaking, he turned around neatly and dragged the enraged young master out of the gate.

Looking at the back of the two of them leaving, Yuzao pouted. "Impolite brat."

"Ayu, you did it on purpose." Yuzao glanced at the young man who made the noise, leaned back on the cushion, and snorted. "I haven't seen enough of this scene."

"Who made the little thing not put its tail away?"

He Mao Zhongxing shook his head, not knowing whether he should sympathize with Qingming and the young master of the Wutiao family, or the kitten.

Judging from the appearance of the two of them, the child's fate after being caught is probably a bit miserable.

The young man silently prayed for the other party in his heart. As for whether he could find this problem, he had no doubts, even if it was thousands of years apart.

For some people who have penetrated nature, time is not an obstacle, after all...

"The name is the shortest spell."

……

"yawn--"

In an apartment somewhere in Tokyo, a white-haired young man in casual home clothes curled up on a soft sofa, rubbed his itchy nose, looked up at the heater, waited for the roar on the phone to subside before taking the phone on the table to his ear. side, smiled and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "As for being so angry~"

"Wu Tiao Qing, are you itchy?" A very immature, but inexplicably scary voice came from the other end of the phone, and the background sound was too noisy.

"Why are you here, Li Baoen." Wu Tiaoqing muttered, and a sneer came from the phone: "If I'm not here, are you going to go to heaven?"

"You want to ask for leave, I approved it, disappeared for a few months, and the first call when you came back said you were going to resign?"

"What do you think of Pengo Lie?"

"There should be a limit to self-will."

Hearing the more and more gloomy tone of the consultant outside the receiver, Wu Tiaoqing scratched his hair: "Isn't it, a little accident happened."

"What accident?"

"...um...how should I put it~"

The young man lying on the sofa raised his hand, and all he saw was a blurry shadow. He smiled helplessly, put down his hand, and looked at the ceiling, his pair of beautiful emerald green eyes were dim.

"There is something wrong with my ability. I guess I can't do intelligence work. It's not good to continue to occupy the position of intelligence minister..."

"Eh?? Senior? Are you okay?" A panicked and worried voice suddenly broke into the phone, and the noise in the background sound suddenly disappeared.

"Gang." Wu Tiaoqing's voice suddenly became serious, causing the person on the other end of the phone to become very nervous, and it seemed that the other party's swallowing sound could be heard through the microphone.

"Why didn't you tell me that Li Baoen was there?"

"..." The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, Wu Tiaoqing threw the phone aside, and almost a second later, there was a roar from the receiver.

"Do you guys want to die!! How dare you tease Judaime!"

"Wait, Prison Temple??"

"Judaime, don't stop me, I'm going to Japan to blow this guy up!!"

"Calm down!!"

Wu Tiaoqing couldn't help but laugh out loud as he could almost imagine Lan Shou's furious expression.

"I think you really want to go to Santuchuan, Wujoqing." The gloomy tone stopped the laughter, Wujoqing touched his nose, coughed lightly, and said solemnly: "The situation is probably In this way, Li Baoen, I can't hold that position now, so naturally I have to give up my position."

"Heh." Li Baoen sneered, "This is the first time I've heard that mafia members can resign."

"There is only one way for those who leave the organization. You'd better be mentally prepared, Minister of Intelligence."

click.

The phone was hung up, the young man on the sofa blinked, and was silent for a moment, feeling that it might be better for him to pack his things and leave Tokyo now.

It is estimated that a layer of skin will be lost if caught by Li Baoen, he can't stand the torment now.

Thinking of the fear of being ruled by Li Baoen in the past, Wujo Qing shook his body, quickly got up from the sofa, took the glasses on the table and put them on, went back to the room, changed his clothes, packed some necessary things To a backpack, put on a coat and a hat and hurried out of the house.

After leaving the apartment building, Wujo Qing was thinking about where to go while holding his mobile phone as he walked.

Surely we can’t stay in Tokyo. Although Vongola’s main activities are in Italy, the Japanese branch is located in Naimoricho, Tokyo. If he stays here, he will probably be arrested by Li Baoen soon, so he has to find Vongola. where human hands cannot penetrate.

A gust of cold wind blew by, Wujo shrank his neck, and looked away from the phone only to realize that it was snowing outside, and the sparse snowflakes were slowly falling, and the hot air he exhaled turned into a cloud of white mist. The glasses are blurred.

...Why is it winter?

The coldness in the air made Wujo Qingxin feel like retreating. Because of the cold body, what he dislikes the most is winter. Every season this season, he can’t wait to hide under the blanket for 24 hours. Even because of this, winter rarely occurs in Honmaru. As soon as it arrived, my aunt used her spiritual power to change the weather in Honmaru, making Honmaru look like spring even in winter.

Only now he can't go back to Honmaru.

Gojo Kiyoshi lowered the mirror frame, wrapped his coat tightly, and continued walking towards the station.

Can't let my aunt and others find out what's wrong with him.

will be worried.

When walking through an alley, he stopped suddenly, looked at the deserted road ahead, and frowned slightly.

How do you feel, there is something in front of you?

Wu Tiaoqing put his hands in front of his body and took a few steps forward. After a while, he felt as if he had touched something like a barrier.

This is……?

"Hey~ Those people in the window are not good enough, why did you put ordinary people in?"

The familiar voice made Wujo Kiyoshi froze suddenly, the pupils under the lens contracted, and he turned his head slowly.

The author has something to say:

Tamazamo: Laughing, it's useless to be fierce, you've overturned.

Abe Seimei: ...

He Mao Zhongxing: ...Why did you ask him, Qingming.

Abe Seimei: Just get used to it :)