The spell daily of the departed savior

Gojo Satoru's arrival and hasty departure did not cause waves to Honmaru's calm.

Except that Wuli's own emotions are becoming more and more unpredictable, which makes the cursers who have a natural response to negative/emotions shrink back, Fusangshen have entered a normal life track.

Because there are only three Fusangshen in Honmaru, what is relatively simple for other Honmaru is a bit more onerous for them.

Sanri Yuezong didn't care what the other two thought, he smiled and used Wuli's asking him to replant the seeds as an excuse, and took the lead in taking care of the relatively leisurely garden.

——Then he caught Mimi by the back of the neck in a blink of an eye, and asked Mimi with a smile, "A cat who doesn't know how to grow flowers can only make flower fertilizer. Can Mimi know how to grow flowers?"

So the giant cat tearfully showed its sharp blade-like claws, and began digging and burying the soil under the smiling supervisor of Mikazuki Zongjin, just like a poor little man whose labor was squeezed by an unscrupulous boss.

Seeing this scene, Kasen Kanesada twitched the corners of his lips, then turned around and rejected Tsurumaru Kuninaga's request to take care of the building's sanitation: "Let's not say I can't trust you, and I won't easily entrust Ori-kun's safety to you." In your hand. Let’s say Tsurumaru, you—”

Fu Sangshen, who was swinging his long tail with bony spurs leisurely and elegantly, looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was having a good time rubbing the crane ball with implicit doubts: "Can you really get those scrolls that Wuli-kun needs?" Are the calligraphy and painting, camellia piano and chess, vase decorations all arranged clearly?"

"Ah..." Tsurumaru Kuninaga was just about to answer, but then he hesitated for a while when he thought that when Wu Li recently learned how to play chess with Mikami Tsukimune, he was so serious that he could drive the old grandfather who made him jealous. .

——If he spoils Wuli-kun's closest interest, Wuli-kun will get angry...it seems a little dangerous.

"Forget it, I'll go to Hata as a fan."

The sound of the Fusangshen's conversation in the courtyard was blown into the room of the castle tower along with the warm wind.

Sitting in front of the desk, Wuli lowered his eyes halfway, looking at the neatly folded kimono on the short table not far away that was just delivered by Kasen Kanesada this morning.

Snow cyan, black cyan, mouse gray, dark brown, teal white...these are all the colors the teacher would choose.

He took off the uniform he had been wearing since he entered the camp at the age of 13, but he didn't know how to wear it. He could only hesitantly imitate the teacher's appearance, choosing the clothes and even the colors that the teacher would choose, as clumsy as a toddler child.

Even the fusangshen couldn't see anything wrong from Wuli's expressionless face—isn't it natural to choose relatively casual kimonos and yukatas at home?

But all of these were seen through in front of Gojo Satoru, who knew everything about Sanwa.

'...Look at your appearance now, Xiaoli——what's the difference between you and Sanlun? '

The scene where Gojo Satoru pointed to his robe and questioned him was always replaying in his mind.But even though he was angry, he had to admit—Gojo Satoru was right.

Wu Li's eyes calmly turned over a page of the notebook in his hand, smoothing the slightly warped corners of the page.

"Teacher, you said that you will stop taking care of anything after retirement, raise cats and grow flowers, and live happily ever after."

Wuli murmured, with a seldom-observable dazed expression on his handsome face: "But, I retired, found a yard, planted flowers and raised a cat, and as you said, I also played piano and chess. But why, I can't feel happiness?"

"Is it because I only have one cat?"

The heart was terribly hollow, and Wuli's eyes fell on the notes, as if he wanted to find the answer from the previous records.

[Common Calendar 2010.3.3.

The teacher told me that normal people have the habit of eating three meals a day, taking a bath and changing clothes.There's plenty of food here, and no one gets hurt fighting over clean water. ]

[Common Calendar 2010.3.4.

After the teacher's work is over, he will use medicine and bandages to bind the wound. There are many doctors in a place called a hospital, and there is no need to hold a knife against the doctor's neck during treatment. The doctors here will not kill people. ]

[Common Calendar 2010.3.5.

The teacher said that in the world of normal people, they are more accustomed to using their brains than fists, and contrary to what I think, normal people will hate people who only use fists, and they reject people who are different from themselves.My teacher taught me that if I want to blend into the world of normal people, it is best to look like normal people. ]

[Common Calendar 2010.3.6.

The teacher told me that the lives of normal people are very fragile, and they neither know how to practice physical skills nor have the ability to read.And my future work will be like teachers, to save and protect their lives and the world. ]

……

"Teacher..." Wuli lowered his head slowly, resting his forehead on the notebook.

It's as if I used to sleep on the teacher's lap, and the time of listening to the teacher's gentle talk still hasn't left.

"I don't understand, why I did what the teacher taught, but I still don't feel happy... What is it?"

Wuli's hoarse murmurs scattered throughout the room, but no one responded to him.

"Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the shoji door, and the pure white crane shadow was reflected on the door.

"Wuli-kun." Tsurumaru Kuninaga came in with a wooden tray with refreshments, put it on the desk, and then glanced at the notebook in Wuli's hand with curious and covert eyes.

"Crack." Wu Li calmly closed the notebook, opened the drawer and put it in.

Knowing that he had been discovered, Tsurumaru Kuninaga frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "Hey, Wuli-kun is really stingy. I heard that cranes who don't satisfy their curiosity will die."

"Well, if you die, I will exorcise the crane ball." Wuli stretched out his slender palm, and paused when reaching for the cherry-colored saucer with refreshments: "You ate it secretly."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga subconsciously covered his mouth: "No, what a disgusting combination of salty cherry blossom mantou. The salty, sweet and salty taste is so weird, I wouldn't eat it."

Wuli raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga's obviously disgusted expression, then lowered his eyes, put the plate with only two cherry blossom buns in front of him, and calmly put it in his mouth to chew.

Tsurumaru Kuniyong, who had been paying close attention to Wuli's expression, was disappointed: "Is this the same expression that you eat when you eat this kind of unpalatable food? And your unpalatable omelet rice—could it be that your sense of taste has failed?"

Wuli asked in a calm tone: "Don't you like Wujo Wu who visited before?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga paused, the smile on his face disappeared.

The expressionless crane revealed the dead silence of a tomb: "I don't like it."

"The swordsmith who forged me...was surnamed Gojo." He curled the corners of his lips mockingly: "My memory always goes from this tomb to another. Even if I was summoned to Honmaru, it's just a broken knife And the tomb of the tomb of the god-judgement, dark and deadly silent."

"Occasionally, I would vent my anger. If the Wutiao Kingdom had never forged me at that time, wouldn't I have to go through this. I would even take my anger out on Wuli Jun's guest with the same surname as Wutiao."

"But of course." Tsurumaru Kuninaga shrugged, quickly restrained his emotions and showed his usual playful smile, which made his emotions just now look like a show: "The main reason is that he can't beat. That Wutiao Very strong, sir."

Wuli gave a "hmm", not knowing which sentence Tsurumaru Kuninaga was agreeing with.

Fu Sangshen looked at the empty plate, and was a little surprised: "I really finished eating every bite... The presents brought by the annoying guy are also unpalatable, only Mr. Wuli can eat it."

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Yokohama, Armed Detective Agency.

"Dazai!" Kunikida Doppo angrily retreated to open the door, but did not see the figure who claimed to be back early: "Didn't Dazai come back?"

Edogawa Ranpo, who squinted his eyes and happily ate snacks, smiled: "I was deceived again. He sent you away to catch the uniformed people you met and ask him alone."

"It's for Wuli-kun." Edogawa Luanbu held a lollipop in his mouth, and Maomao sighed: "It's been a long time since I saw Wuli-kun, Dazai also noticed something was wrong."

Kunikida Doppo pinched his eyebrows, wanting to catch some messy guy back.