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who is it?

Although my brain is still under the influence of the mantra returned by the end of the operation, and I have a heart to do things, it doesn't mean that I will ignore the appearance of the third car.

The speed of the car was so fast that with my reaction speed, I just turned the steering wheel subconsciously to avoid serious injury.

There were two men sitting in the new Chevrolet C-1500 car. With the blessing of magic power, I could see the man in the driver's seat clearly with my excellent eyesight.

The long black hair is hidden under the black knit hat, and the dark green eyes are like a river in the country. It seems harmless, but only when you fall into it will you know whether the green is an endless abyss, or just a short distance. Waist joke.

Is it green again?

I was a little bored thinking about Shier, Gin, and the person in front of me.

The car door, twisted by the impact, was pulled open violently. I noticed Gin's movement of grabbing my collar, and after thinking about it, I decided to let the other party's behavior go.

I'd better go back with a little injury, Mr. Shi Er, who was told by the editor to let me go to bed at [-] o'clock every day, would be very happy to tell the editor the news that I didn't return all night, and used it to retaliate against my intention of not satisfying the other party's evil taste of cooking .

"The left leg seems to be broken, take it easy, Gin."

I raised my head and looked at Gin who was facing my eyes. After I noticed that the other party's actions paused for a second, I had a little bad premonition.

"Hiss, pain, pain."

It was forcibly pulled out of the seat like a wine cork, and I felt that if my left leg was a normal person, it would probably leave a deep sequelae.

The feeling of pain is nothing to me, even a morbid obsession, but I never let this emotion stay in my heart for a long time.

"Tomorrow at twelve o'clock, Faithley Building, this person will appear, and then you need to catch him."

With a slight click, I looked up at the documents that Gin signaled Vodka to take down from the car. That face was very familiar, so familiar that it made people want to laugh.

The white hedgehog head, the purple imprint of the inverted crown on the left cheek, and the appearance of holding a bag of cotton candy even if it is photographed.

"Gin~"

I looked at this acquaintance, and the whole person fell into a state of severe autism,

"If you can kill him, I will definitely thank you for the rest of my life."

If he is not dead, then I have to say that he is gone forever~ WINE who became crazy because the leader was dying.

If you want to reminisce about the past between Bai Lan and me, you have to mention the magical Mafia Vongele, my mother, and perhaps that weird childhood.

The woman with black hair and black eyes has no sense of existence in the eyes of me when I was young. Even in the face of the female companions my father kept bringing back, she will always be so quiet.

It is such a quiet woman who has almost no sense of existence. In the life of my father and I, I have never seen it again during a certain day.

At that time, I looked at the empty corner with a kind of happiness that I didn't know, with the corners of my lips and eyebrows curled up, and after a long time, my face became expressionless.

When he was seven years old, his father died under the attack of a curse spirit.

When I saw his dead body, I didn't feel sad, nor did I have any emotions. I just seemed to be watching the cycle of life, and I couldn't shed a single tear.

"Why isn't the child crying?"

"It's so strange, how much his father loved him."

"You should cry, cry quickly, that's your father."

But I can't cry... It's raining, my father has passed away, but it seems that I have also been trapped in that nightmare called domestic violence and never woke up.

Waking up from home alone, doing laundry and cooking alone, going to school alone... It seems that there is no big deal without parents... Just as the savings were decreasing a little, I started to read all the newspapers at home.

But age rigidly restricts everything, except the newspaper itself's call for essays.

"You are Wutiao Wenguang, right? I am Wutiaoliu. This time I was entrusted by your father to bring you back to my family."

The tall man shrouded me like a huge shadow and became the biggest stumbling block in my independent life.

My father, does he love me or hate me?

This was my only thought after I was appointed to be the companion of the most talented young master of our family——Gojo Satoru.

There is an equation in the world of conjuration: five enlightenments = the world.

So the world will never go wrong, the only thing that goes wrong is the accompanying reader. Under my temptation, the expressionless god became a mortal person, and the pain on my body became more and more serious, but I laughed more and more happy.

Sure enough, I am my father, your highest masterpiece, your wish is to take revenge on the Gojo family, and I have become your best tool, even if you are dead, I have unknowingly completed the task you assigned to me.

"When all the members of the Wutiao family saw that boy, their faces were cold, but their eyes were filled with enthusiasm. To the point where, even if it was just a joke from God, they would die quickly consciously. "

This was my conclusion when I talked about it with Dazai much later, eight years later.

When I was ten years old, the indifferent god made a joke to me, "There is someone behind you."

I was amused by this joke, and when I turned my head and found that there was no one there, my spell was triggered for the first time. I was afraid of ghosts, which is a very strange thing for a conjurer.

But the only thing that could explain the fear, after I kept putting my heart out in the sun, was my fear that my father was standing right behind me.

The trigger of the spell, the negative emotions accumulated for many years, turned into the deepest and most distorted curse-love, and launched revenge on the gods who never looked at the world.

I smiled and stretched out my hand: "Wu, let's skip class together."

No one can refuse me under my spell, and neither can the gods. We skipped classes for the first time in our lives, and it will also be the last time.

Sitting on the high wall of Wutiao Zhai, I chose to jump out, and the gods chose the people.

On the third day after escaping from Gojo’s house, I took my origami paper airplane and exchanged bread with the children in the park, watching them running happily and thinking about my next step.

The purest kindness, the fruit it bears, has made me have a natural affection for all the cubs who are not hopeless.

"Do you want to become a curse master?"

A ten-year-old child made a decision on a park seat, but perhaps God felt that children should grow up happily, and a person stood in front of him again.

With long black hair and the same face as her own, she is her mother.

"Where do you want to go? Pengele, or Bingsheng."

"whatever."

I don't care what this woman thinks when she comes back, and I don't want to ask why you didn't take me with you when you were so capable, because everything is meaningless now.Even for some questions, getting the answer may be more painful than not knowing the answer.

"Then let's have both, but you belong to Balian, understand?"

Nodding obediently, I was led by a woman and sent to the door of a family. My mother told me how to stay in this family.

What secrets are hidden here?I am curious.

"My name is Sawada Tsunayoshi, and I will be your older brother from today on."

A brother who can fall flat when he walks?I looked at the boy who was startled by the Chihuahua but tried to stand in front of me with some headaches.

But the goodwill without everything seems not bad, so I, a stray black cat, chose to stay in this family temporarily.

"Wen Guang is so powerful, he has hit the point again."

Looking at the 30-point passing paper, I squinted my eyes slightly, and gave up the achievement of saving someone with a subtle sense of frustration.

After all, long live passing.

However, all adults always want their children to grow up early, and all adults seem to always have their own considerations. My tutor's position was eventually replaced by a baby.

There are more and more people in the family, and the lies that Tsunayoshi Sawada faced after he was injured made me a little tired.

The black cat lurks in the dark and looks at the owner's smile, finally remembering his identity, he puts up his tail and walks gracefully to prepare for the next date.

"Wen Guang, you will become Balian's cloud guardian."

In four years, my mother has undergone some wonderful changes, her eyes have become a little softer,

"If you don't want to, then go."

Sure enough, love is the most distorted curse. I clearly said I didn’t care about it, but as a piece of meat that fell from the other party, I was relieved with just such a sentence. If my father knew about it, I might be jealous to death.

I don't like the idea that I belong to someone else, and I hate that bustling home that can no longer be squeezed into.

So, I chose a gorgeous death.

In Wutiao's house, as a companion of God, I can enter and leave the huge library at will. There are amazing collections in the world, and naturally there are also the highest secrets in the magic world-reversal spells.

God can't be hurt, but people can, so I learned it, but Gojo Satoru just memorized it.

"I'm really a bad boy."

Let the person who loves me cry to prove my sense of existence, no matter what, I look like an extremely bad child, but what's wrong with eternal sleep...

The feeling of suicide is very strange, it is probably the feeling of a sudden emptiness in the heart. I thought there would be a revolving door when I die, but in fact there is only the pain of tearing the whole heart out.

Can the inversion technique grow a heart?

I stared at the empty chest, looked at the scarlet heart in my hand, and thought dully.

Falling into the coffin I prepared, the blue sky was reflected on my retina, and finally turned into blue-gray, everything disappeared.

I felt that my body was being controlled by a cold instrument, and I was forced to wake up. I thought to myself: Sure enough, it would be great if it was a flame with a clear attribute, and there would be no ashes left, so I don’t have to worry about my body being stolen and used to make strange things. Strange thing.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi, do you still know him?"

Self-doubting whether I have another name—Newton, I turned around on the cold instrument, and my heart automatically recovered under the inversion technique.

I opened my eyes, the ceiling is silver-white, and there is a white figure with its back facing me in front of the eyes, the multiplication and reversal spells of the cloud attribute are really the best combination, I perceive the body and come up with this in conclusion.

then--

[Cupid Mode - 100%]

"Surprise, the Awakener."