The strongest white-haired favorite best friend

After an awkward meeting, the three of them came to a room dedicated to guests.

"I want this room." Gojo Satoru was lying on the tatami in large characters.

Xia Youjie looked down at Gojo Satoru with a very oppressive gaze, "I have something to ask you."

Gojo Satoru, who was already rolling and stretching on the ground, had a question mark on his face.

"Why did the five grapefruits kneel down?"

"Because she has to salute me when she sees me, she is a branch of the Wujo family." Wujo Wu said as a matter of course.

"Why are Chanyuan Lian and Kamo Kangkang so respectful?" Xia Youjie endured for a while.

Wujo Wujo said triumphantly, "Because I am the young head of the Wujo family."

......

Xia Youjie really wanted to put his feet on this uneven face.

Calm down, the other party is the young master, at least give him a minimum amount of respect.

"Do you have a younger brother?" Jia Ruozi asked calmly from the side.

"I am the only son." Gojo Satoru held out a finger.

"Then may I ask if the current Patriarch of Wutiao has considered having another one?" Xia Youjie also asked while crossing his arms.

"It's impossible to have another one. I am the first six-eyed person in the millennium. Don't worry, the Wutiao family will definitely flourish in my hands and continue the glory of the millennium." Wutiao Wu said confidently.

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi thought to themselves, is there really no problem with such a young master Wutiao's family?

***

The next morning.

"Xia Youjie, get up... oh, you're already up." At 8 o'clock, the housekeeper pushed open the sliding door, and Xia Youjie had already finished packing and was wearing earrings.

"So you take off your earrings every day to sleep."

"No, it's just that the wound has never healed..."

"How come? Hasn't it been more than a month? I'll show you in the evening." Jia Ruozi said, "Go and call the young master first."

The two came to Gojo Satoru's room.

Sure enough, the eldest young master was soundly asleep, with his white hair rolled in a mess.

"You go and wake him up." Jia Ruozi said.

Xia Youjie stood beside him, kicking Gojo Wu, "Hey, wake up, I'm late."

"Jay, let me sleep for a while."

......

"Sleep again, your maid is coming to say hello." Xia Youjie said, throwing his clothes on Wu Tiao Wu's head.

"It's okay, the young Patriarch still has the privilege of not getting out of bed." Gojo Satoru rubbed his eyes and sat up.

The quilt slipped off, revealing the boy's muscular and well-proportioned figure...

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the family entered the glass and hid outside the door long ago.

"You usually dress like this and let the maid in?" Xia Youjie thought of something, his face turned red and he was a little angry.

"What are you thinking about? Wutiaoyouzi is my former maid, and now the maids are older than Noctua Moth." Wutiao Wu slowly dressed, his brain hadn't taken in sugar for several hours, and he was obviously on standby.

Thinking of my miserable childhood, cooking, eating and playing alone.Xia Youjie's movements were very rough, he picked up his clothes and put them on Gojo Wu, "Hurry up!"

"Take it easy, take it easy, the clothes are torn to your ears."

"you deserve it!"

***

"Houshan has already released a second-level curse spirit, whichever escapes first will be the winner. Start!" Leyan Temple Jiashen gave the start order.

"Come on, both of you." Jia Ruozi stood at the meeting point and signaled to them.

"Don't worry, it will be over soon." Gojo Satoru shouted loudly.

Xia Youjie has released several detection spells, "The back mountain in the west."

"it is good!"

About 10 minutes later, the two of them faced the second-level curse spirit, and they both said that the exam was over?

This is much easier than the entrance exam a month ago.

"Jay, it's yours."

"Let's go together, there will be an individual competition later, don't try to beat me."

"It's not a lottery, we won't meet. No matter, the young Patriarch can't have blood on his body, it's too rude."

Xia Youjie wondered when did you observe etiquette.

But Gojo Satoru ran to torment the curse spirit he had released just now.

My curse spirit is not a toy!Xia Youjie thought to himself.

I really want to take back the curse spirit, or exorcise it together with Wujo Wu.

Xia Youjie today is another day of hard work and hard work.

In the end, Xia Youjie managed to subdue this second level curse spirit.

This second-level spell spirit is simply too simple for them.

"I'm really curious about the taste of the mantra, let me taste it next time." Gojo Satoru pushed away his sunglasses, and looked closer at the mantra that turned into a ball. "It seems that each one is different, and the taste is also different."

"This is not a lollipop, Wu, you won't like it." Xia Youjie obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, and put the spirit core directly into his pocket.

Young masters with a sweet tooth will not like this kind of thing that tastes like a vomit wipe.He should be spoiled and pampered, eating exquisite snacks...

"Okay, we won the team competition. Next is the individual competition. If it's 3vs3, the glass doesn't count, so both of us must win." The two walked back leisurely.

The scenery of the Kyoto school is also good, not worse than their special school.

"Will you lose?" Xia Youjie asked.

"Of course not!" Gojo Satoru showed his trademark smile, "It's so peaceful, if only it would be so peaceful forever."

"Impossible. Conjurers have great responsibilities, so there is no time for peace." Xia Youjie was ambitious, "Conjurers exist to protect non-conjurers."

"The responsibility of the conjurer..." Gojo Satoru looked at the distant sky through the top of the sunglasses.