The daily life of Shier and 5t5

10 minute later.

Shi Er was shocked: "So, he is not your ex-boyfriend??"

Gojo Satoru went crazy: "So, Shi Er still thinks that Jie is my ex-boyfriend???"

Xia Youjie said weakly: "Pay attention, the children are still watching..."

Gojo Satoru regretted that he didn't explain this misunderstanding clearly.Wasn't Shier also enduring the same bitterness as he was jealous of Fuheisha before?

"I thought you knew," Wu Miaomiao scratched his white hair, "I can only be hard on you alone."

Xia Youjie almost couldn't help rolling his eyes: Don't suddenly confess that you are impotent!

Shi Er recalled the hooligan behavior of being jealous and consuming air, and forcing a straight man to look at his little pornographic picture, and immediately wanted to smoke.

Even Xia Youjie, who had been severely injured physically and mentally, felt a little pity.

In the underground palace of the Panxing Sect, Xia Youjie just lay there silently, listening to Wutiaowu tell all the truth.

"...So, Lizi, and we are all just pawns in Tian Yuan's hands." Xia Youjie said lightly.

"Yes. It is impossible for a paradise with only conjurers to exist, because in the 'mana power rules' that Tian Yuan wants, the mantra spirits will never disappear." Wujo Wu said, "So, Jie's 'Dayi'..."

"The eyes of Riko, Haibara, and Nanami. In order to protect the monkey from the curse spirit, could their sacrifices not have happened?"

"Yes."

"Then what are the sacrifices I've made so far." Xia Youjie smiled bitterly, "You know? I killed my parents with my own hands just for...just for...but in the end it was all meaningless ??!"

"Jie." Gojo Satoru looked sad.

"If you make a mistake, you should be responsible for it, and live to redeem your sins. Who hasn't done a few wrong things." Shi Er said, "Why should there be so many meanings and reasons, aren't you tired?"

"To put it lightly, a scum like you..."

"Yeah, I'm human scum. You're not? Five things? Rotten orange high-level people are not?" Shi Er said casually, "Humans, magicians, and magic spirits are all selfish scum, creatures. It’s all about inferiority, no distinction between high and low.”

"I'm doing it for righteousness."

"'Righteousness'? I still eat to earn money." Shi Er was smoking a cigarette, "The righteousness of destroying the race is no nobler than betting on horses here."

He flicked Xia You's forehead like a cat: "Accept the fact that the world is a muddy quagmire. People who are too clean can't live long."

Shir left with the children.

After a long time, Xia Youjie smiled bitterly: "Wu, he actually called me 'clean'."

"He has his own criteria for judging," Wujo Satoru said.

"What's going on now," Xia Youjie looked at him, "Are you going to execute me?"

Gojo Satoru smiled slowly: "I also have my own indicators of good and evil. Although it may not be correct, I want to do this."

He connected Xia Youjie's limb joints.

"... Enlightenment?"

"Haha, after all, I was also sentenced to death by a secret court just now." Gojo Satoru smiled easily and shook his phone, "Now I'm planning to use my last magic power to smash Tianyuan to pieces."

"The magician's paradise cannot exist. But the new world belongs to ordinary people, does Jie want to participate?"

Xia Youjie bit his lip, his eyes trembling.

"Let me go, aren't you afraid that I will be hostile to you again?"

"Jie doesn't want to interfere with my thoughts, and I don't want to interfere with Jie." Gojo Satoru stood up and looked sideways at him, "It's like the sentence Jay left me before—'Your choice is meaningful'."

The mantra fluctuated slightly, the old friend left, Mimiko and Nanako surrounded him, weeping in distress.

"What a...cunning person." Xia Youjie sighed softly.

Xia Youjie finally accepted the invitation from New World.

In Tianyuan's Xingxing Palace, where all the sins started three years ago.

Gojo Satoru, a close friend who surpassed him and abandoned him in Kuxia.

Vheshel, the sworn enemy who defeated him and shattered his dreams.

99 Yuki, the serpent of Eden who led him and made him see his will.

They fought side by side.

Xia Youjie held the corpse of the astral body in his arms, and wrapped her inside the blood-stained cassock.

He seemed to see Riko Tenuchi in the aquarium, with a pure and innocent smile.

"There won't be any more in the future." He stroked the girl's open eyes.

Tian Yuan no longer exists in her body.

The magic power is slowly draining, and the consciousness that runs the magic reincarnation battle has completely disappeared.

"He didn't kill anyone, did he? Shir." Gojo Satoru said while flicking his hair, "If you follow the laws of human beings, you should be punished for murder."

"No. Why did you kill someone if you didn't give me any money?" Shi Er frowned slightly, feeling a little dizzy.

Gojo Satoru came over: "I'm quite surprised, didn't Shier sign the spell that 'can't harm the magician'? Why does it seem to have no effect at all?"

"The rules made by Tianyuan can't restrain me...well." Shi Er suddenly stopped.

He retched a few times, felt dizzy, had difficulty breathing, and buzzed in his ears.

At the last second before falling into darkness, he fell into someone's arms.

The instruments in the ward hummed slowly and steadily.

The small voices were sometimes distant and sometimes near, sometimes pulling him back to the light, and then falling into a faint in pain.

"Before he was squeezed between the two rules, he had unusual bodily functions. Now that Tianyuan has disappeared, he can't hold it anymore." Yuji said, "Ah, let me see, it's mercury poisoning—— Xia You's handwriting."

"That bastard...is there any way to make him feel better?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"I've tried my best—please don't ask me every half a minute, okay—" was the drawn-out voice of Niatz, "You should spend more time with him, I think his expression will be better when you touch him. "

"Yeah. Thank you all the time, Nitro."

"Ouch. ——And yourself, the reversal technique is gone, you still have to rest. I don't want to collect the body of Wu Tiao's classmate who died suddenly after staying up late."

"Haha."

It was a long sleep.

Shi Er seems to have re-viewed his life as a passer-by, and the tender details that he failed to notice and missed are all shrouded in his heart like clouds.

The world hadn't treated him too badly, he thought.

When I woke up, the sky and cloud shadows lingered on the glass window, the morning breeze blew gently, and the silver-white hair that fell on the pillow swayed softly.

The person sleeping next to him breathed in and out, and his eyes fainted with a faint blue shadow.

Have you been by his side all the time?No wonder the taste of dreams is so sweet and soft.

Shi Er turned his head slightly, and saw the thick silver-white eyelashes flutter twice, and slowly opened.

For the first time, he knew that the original crystal clear blue was not the effect of the six-eye technique.

Gojo Satoru himself has a pair of beautiful eyes.

Time floats slowly like a breeze.

"Wow, Shir looks like this." Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows.

"Huh?" Otherwise it's the same.

"When I had six eyes before, my field of vision was different from other people's. The normal field of vision will always be covered with a layer of messy information, and the most annoying thing is that it cannot be forcibly closed."

"Then what did I look like to you before?"

"It's the way it is now, and then paste black on the surface and 'question mark', 'exclamation mark', 'warning', 'danger' and other things like program disorder. Even if it is taken as a photo, the information on the screen will be blocked , I can’t take a good look at it.”

"..." Finally, I know why this guy became sexual | frigid before.

"It's very distressing, okay?" Gojo Satoru said, "So Shier still thinks that I want a world with zero magic power because of Jie?"

"Isn't it?"

"The first opportunity was him, but then..." Gojo Satoru looked at him with a smile, "I want to see your real appearance. I also want you to live equally in the world of 'zero magic power', and me together."

He smiled and said, "Unknowingly, this has become the future I most want to embrace."

Shir watched him silently.

Yes, having to cover those eyes may be a kindness from the gods and Buddhas.

If you let it stare at all living beings, all living beings will be overwhelmed and subdued by it, and there will be no peace in the world.

And the wasteland covered with rubble may have already bloomed small flowers.

Shir slowly looked away.

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide.

"Eh? Shier is still shy? Wow, I'm blushing!!!"

"Who is shy??!"

"About | Cannon casually, confession will make you shy, so innocent, Mr. Shier~"

"...you go to die."

The Didi alarm sounded when the instrument was disconnected, and the family entered the glass, passing by the open door of the ward, and sneered when he heard the sound inside.

"Doing strenuous exercise just after getting up, isn't it quite fierce."

Even though his physique is stronger than 90.00% of the people in the world, Shi Er still stayed in the hospital for three full months.

During this period, Gojo Gojo was basically by his side. Naoya and Kong Shiyu secretly visited him two or three times when he was away, and one time, within a day or two after Gojo Gojo came, there were three extra plastic sleeves in the trash can. , Shier could only lie on the bed with a stinky face.For the rest of the time, Shier spent every day chatting with the beautiful female nurse and watching the sons and daughters on the mobile phone laughing foolishly.

"Megumi started to skateboard?"

"Well, he made new friends."

That's right, Wujo Wu suddenly appeared between Shi Er and the young lady every day, hugging the man and saying that our son is almost seven years old.

... Shi Er is now sure that this trick is not a spell at all, but the green hat radar of Gojo Satoru himself.

"Children's mother, our son is already this old, so we shouldn't be promiscuous everywhere." Wujo Wu said with a sad expression on his little daughter-in-law.

"It's just a normal chat." Shi Er flicked his head, "...and, you are the mother of the child."

"OK then."

"Have you got any cigarettes?"

"Ah, I forgot again. Didn't we agree to quit smoking? Now there is no heaven and curse, smoking is harmful to your health."

"Then the lighter you gave me is useless."

"Collect it. Take it as a token of love."

"……it is good."

That night, Shier actually lied to Gojo Satoru.

He jumped down with the ashes.

The soot reminded him of Shashu's ashes, and he couldn't help thinking at that time—what would it feel like to be thrown into the icy river?

Before I had time to experience it, I was savagely picked up.

Facing the sky, Shi Er pointed at the lighter that Gojo Satoru gave him.

The fuselage is ice-blue like the eyes, and a small flame emerges, full of vitality, rising forever.

That's...not bad.

December 22, [-], the winter solstice.

When Fu Heihui was riding the jade dog on his skateboard in the evening, he saw his father walking from afar.

Shi Er rushed over to pick up the little boy, and rubbed him affectionately.

"Hui Hui, do you miss Dad?"

Hui hugged his neck and smelled his father under the cover of the hospital's disinfectant.

"Are you ready to leave the hospital?" He asked sullenly, "Isn't it because he escaped secretly?"

"The doctor sister heard that today is a special day, so she was very accommodating and let me be discharged early." Shi Er said with a smile, "Hui, happy seventh birthday."

Fu Heihui opened his eyes wide.

... He once thought that his father didn't know his gender, and he couldn't remember his birth date at all.

The child's nose was slightly sour, and before Shi'er saw his expression clearly, he plunged into it, and the little fried hair rubbed back and forth in the hollow of his neck.

There was a little thin snow in early winter, and the air was slightly cool, but my father's neck was naked|naked and warm.

Shi Er rubbed his son, picked up his son's skateboard, and noticed the jade dog.

"Hey, these two dogs are still there."

"Natsume said 'the name is the shortest mantra', as long as I can remember the names of jade dogs, they will always be by my side."

Even if Hui's shadow magic disappears, the shikigami he already has will always be his shikigami-that is the little tenderness left by the world of monsters to children.

"The name is the shortest mantra"?

Shir asked the question he had been afraid to ask.

"Ugly treasure...is it still there?"

Home.

"mama~"

"Father's big boy, woo woo woo..."

"mama~" Chirp.

"Call me Dad... Forget it, as long as Ugly Treasure is here."

Fu Heihui saw one person and one insect huddled together, weeping, the mother and child were intimate, and she was left out in the cold to watch the play.

Those who didn't know thought that Choubao was his own.

Those who didn't know thought today was Ugly's birthday.

But Hui is very happy, Ugly Po may be the only "surviving" curse spirit in the world, in the form of a monster.

Teacher Wutiao said that the curse spirit is a collection of negative emotions. Ugly treasure was born from this, but it grew up under the love of human beings, and many warm emotions other than the magic power were mixed in its body.

Moreover, it is also given a name.

Before dinner, Gojo Satoru picked up Maki, who had just left Taekwondo class, and brought home a big three-tiered cake.

Tsumiji was the chef, and Fuhei and his son served a sumptuous dinner.

During the banquet, Wujo Wujo cut cakes, spread butter, grabbed red bean rice, jumped up and down, and was more playful and active than children.

It made people anxious, and they punched each other again.

In the end, Gojo Wujo wore a birthday crown crookedly on his head, and Shier wiped three milky white cat whiskers on his cheeks.

"Interview with Daddy." Wu Miaomiao looked up, using his fist as a microphone, "Does Huihui's name have any meaning?"

"Mortal? No." Shi Er supported his head, "Probably because girls' names are easier to remember."

"Is it that simple?"

"It's as simple as that." Shi Er said decisively.

It's easy to remember, so he can think of Hui the first time he wakes up.That's the most important function of a name, isn't it?

If so, why did you choose "Hui" among thousands of girls' names?

——That's probably because he is "the grace bestowed by God".

"Speaking of names," Maki thought of something, "Megumi's birthday falls on the winter solstice, and 'Winter Solstice' happens to have the same pronunciation as 'Shier', both of which are touji."

"Coincidence." Shi Er said not too concerned.

The winter solstice is the longest night of the year.Named the Winter Solstice, it was a curse on him by the namer.

However, when "Grace" was born on this day, his name was no longer a curse.

During the winter solstice, the days are extremely short and the nights are extremely long.And after this day, the day will eat into the night day after day, driving the world like a wheel towards a glorious future.

In a distant monastery, a man with long black hair was cleaning the wounds of the orphans who were abandoned here.

"Big brother is really like a Buddha." The children said.

"Of course, Daddy is the nicest guy in the world," said the twin sisters.

The long-haired man tilted his head and said, "Mimiko, bring the new clothes here."

"Daddy," the remaining little girl asked, "why doesn't that pretty little brother called 'Hui' come with us?"

"He has his own life." The man left a back, "Maybe...see you again by fate."

At home in Tokyo, there are only leftovers on the table, the goblet is tipped over, the wine bottle is empty, and the cork is thrown all over the floor.

Hui yawned, silently watching Wutiao teacher play drunk.

"Announce one thing today." Gojo Satoru hooked Shier's neck with one hand, and opened the color cannon with the other hand, spraying small colorful color bars all over the sky.

"—We are together!!"

He happily said "yeah".

Shi Er wiped off the colored stripes on his face, and thought blankly, this guy shouldn't be allowed to touch alcohol... even though it's only two glasses of red wine with ten-degree degrees.

Under the speechless eyes of the children, Shi Er beckoned: "Go wash up and sleep."

Footsteps dragged away.

Shi Er was about to pick up Gojo Satoru and throw him back into the room, but he underestimated the opponent's brute force and was dragged down on the sofa.

The two of them squeezed into the small space, Gojo Wu's ears were flushed, and his eyes were full of drunkenness, so bright that it was breathtaking.

"To discuss something with you." He whispered affectionately in Shier's ear like a child whispering.

"what?"

On the contrary, Gojo Satoru seemed a little embarrassed, his eyes blinked wildly, his eyelashes swept Shi Er's cheeks, and there was a slight itchiness.

"That..." he said in a low voice, "How about calling him Wutiao Shier from now on?"

Hui, who happened to pass by, almost fell.

Shi Er glanced at his son, gritted his teeth and pushed him away: "What are you talking about, you want to fight?"

Then he deliberately said loudly: "Am I such an unscrupulous person?!"

Before Wujo Wu could react, Shi Er turned his head and showed a fatherly smile: "Huihui, daddy will put you to sleep tonight?"

The person went to Huakong, leaving only Wutiaowu "Wuyingying" rolling around on the sofa, and finally was scratched by the six-tube that was pressed to the tail.

late at night.

After putting his son to sleep, Shi Er knocked on Wujo Wu's door.

Wu Miaomiao lay at the end of the bed, her blue eyes glaring at him aggrievedly.

"We can consider what we talked about before, but that's another price." Shi Er undressed while taking a bath towel and pajamas.

He took time to see his boyfriend's little expression, "tsk", and explained: "Just now Huizheng was watching, there is no way, a father always has to lead by example..."

After the rustling sound, someone hugged him from behind.

"Take me as a deal, is it worth the price?"

-End-