Conjuration Puppeteer

Looking back, that was a long time ago.

"Let me tell you, you're just an illegitimate child of no status. Do you think your parents will like you? Stop wishful thinking!"

The sharp nails slid across the white arm, leaving a trace of blood, and the girl's distorted face was reflected in the boy's terrified blue pupils.

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell!"

Miori Hanyu likes to have long nails.

Red long nails.

She has always loved Zenyuan Naozai, the son of the Zenyuan family, even if the other party completely ignores her, she still loves him deeply as always.

But this love could not be placed on him as a younger brother in the same way.

Miori's elder sister likes to swing, and the thick and long hemp rope strangles his neck, making him almost breathless.

Miori's elder sister likes to swim, her hand grabbed the back of his neck and pressed his face into the water, almost suffocating.

Miori's elder sister likes to play in the mountains. She will bring a few hunting dogs and her younger sister Zhizi to dance at the foot of the mountain, but he is chased by the hunting dogs to the deep mountains, and he dare not go home until night falls.

But she smiled happily, as if watching others being tortured was a joy in itself.

In front of her parents, that girl was always quiet and obedient, no one believed that she would do that kind of thing to Hanyu Tokuro.In addition, the adoptive mother herself did not like him, and the biological father gradually alienated him in the end, so he should turn a blind eye.

She thought she didn't remember anything, but the young Hanyu Candle deeply penetrated all this into the depths of her soul, and finally got repaid one day.

"Kill me... please..."

The black-haired girl fell on the ground, her fingers tightly grasping Hanyu Candle's skirt, and she raised her head vigorously,

"I really know I'm wrong, let me go...anything is fine, please let me go..."

The pain caused by blood puppetry is two-way. People manipulated by blood puppetry are like young rats locked in a wooden box. No matter how hard they struggle, they cannot escape the control of the wooden box.

This is more excruciating than purely physical/physical pain.

"What are you talking about, Miori-san?"

The silver-haired boy lowered his eyes slightly, and lifted the girl's chin with his toes, with a smile in his eyes,

"Am I not good to you? You want beautiful clothes, I bought them for you, and you want to be with Zenyuan Naoya, and I'll satisfy you too... Really, it's not okay for my sister to be so greedy."

He didn't intend to hurt anyone, but he also admitted that he had a bad temper and couldn't tolerate the way he treated his enemies.

But so what?

As long as it is not known by anyone, the so-called [truth] is nothing but illusion.

As long as no one knows...

"Wu, are you okay?"

The sound of footsteps stopped at the door, Hanyu Tokuro stretched out his hand and pushed the room away, and walked in slowly——

Considering that Gojo Satoru should still be resting now, Hanyu Tokuro also subconsciously softened his voice a little.On the tatami not far away, the silver-haired young man was huddled under the quilt, which was pulled up so high that it almost covered half of his face.

In all likelihood, he must be pretending to be asleep...

Hanyu Candle sighed, walked up to Gojo Satoru and sat down slowly, just as he was about to reach out and touch the corner of the opponent's quilt, a somewhat aggrieved and dull voice came from under the quilt:

"Why are you here now..."

"There is still a distance from Hanyu's house to yours." Hanyu Candle couldn't help laughing,

"Don't be too forceful."

"You sent the kid from the Kamo family away?"

"Well, after all, I don't have much energy to continue teaching others, and I have a lot of things to do myself." Hanyu Candle sighed,

"For example, take care of you troublemaker."

"Tch, obviously only a few times..."

"A total of 76 times, Wu, I remember every time."

"Definitely not that many times!"

"Yes, do you need me to take out the notebook and reconcile the accounts with you?"

"...You really are a scary man."

Gojo Satoru finally compromised, he buried his face deeper, and said in a low voice;

"Zhu, do you know the Sorcerer Killer?"

Han Yuzhu's heart twitched slightly.

"I know, that Fu Heisher from the Chanyuan family, right? I heard he died some time ago?"

"Are you dead..."

Of course it can't really be dead.

Fuheshier's combat power is really superior. Although it is a bit difficult to control, the value of his survival is much higher than the value of his death.

As for the others... In fact, no one knew that Lizi was still alive, Hanyu Zhu planned to hide this matter for a year.Let her show up in public until Tian Yuan stabilizes.To be on the safe side, Han Yuzhu didn't let Gojo Satoru know about this matter, and Xia Youjie was in a state of ignorance after being brainwashed.

I'm afraid these two people are still feeling guilty about Riko...

"Jie and I went to pick up a mission before."

Wujo Wujo was bored in the quilt, and continued:

"But I screwed up."

"Did the mission fail?"

"No, the mission was successful." Wujo Satoru said softly,

"That's why it's screwed up."

"..."

In essence, he is still a kind person.

Regardless of whether the astral body is dead or not, all of this has nothing to do with Gojo Satoru.He didn't have to carry anything, and he didn't have to feel guilty.

But Wujo Satoru would never think that way, this idiot is always self-righteous and puts everything on his back, that's why he is strong and fragile.

"Just do it better next time."

Hanyu Candle gently stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Gojo Satoru's forehead hair,

"You can't change the past, but you can change the present and the future. That's what you need to do...huh?"

The high temperature coming from under the fingers is hard to ignore. When he noticed this, Hanyu Tokuro suddenly stood up, and with one hand he broke off the quilt that Wu Satoru was holding tightly to, and frowned——

"You have a fever? Why didn't you tell me before??"

"Fever? Impossible. I am the strongest, how could I get sick..."

"I think you're burnt out."

Han Yuzhu sneered, and then picked up his mobile phone to make a call, but the other party grabbed his wrist.

"No need for that, candle."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and said softly:

"I learned the inversion technique, and I can slowly repair myself."

"Then why did you..."

"I just want you to accompany me."

The silver-haired young man gently held Hanyu Candle's hand, and stuck it to the side of his face. Looking at Hanyu Candle, the clear blue pair settled in the depths of his pupils, like stars flowing in sea water.

"It's just that such a request can't satisfy me?"

……

This is too foul.

Hanyu thought.

But even so, the things that should be asked clearly still need to be clarified.

"When did you learn the inversion technique?" he asked.

"I learned it during the duel with Fuheisher." Gojo Satoru said with a wry smile,

"Maybe this is the death situation... But this is not the result I want."

The sinking of friends, the death of Riko, and...the smiles of those people like evil spirits.

Those were not what he wanted to see.

He even had the slightest urge to kill them all, but Xia Youjie stopped him.

"Don't do that, Wu."

Because even if you do that, the result cannot be changed.

He is obviously the strongest, but in the end he can't even do such a thing well, it's really terrible.

……

The night was getting dark.

Noticing that Gojo Satoru's breathing gradually stabilized, and the burn on his forehead finally completely subsided, Hanyu Tokuro heaved a sigh of relief.

It seems that Gojo Satoru is really not trying to be brave, he has indeed learned the reversal technique.Should it be said that he is indeed a rare genius in the Wutiao family...

However, compared to physical/physical strength, spiritual growth is also extremely painful.

Hanyu Candle let go of his hand, leaned down, and left a light kiss on the forehead where the broken hair was pushed back.

Even someone as bad as him would have a small hope.

Just as the worms of the abyss always chase the dazzling light.