Temple and special horse racing skills

No one objected to Naoya's decision to go to a high school.

However, there are many opponents of Gojo Satoru.

The reason is very simple. He can't learn anything in the college, and he needs to participate in the grading of ordinary magicians. Yusanjia can learn anything at home if he wants to learn. There is really no need to squeeze together with ordinary magicians. worth.

But Gojo Satoru insisted very much - if he just stayed in Gojo's house like this, his life as far as he could see would not change in any way.

And he craves change.

The choice of the two schools had already been decided early on. He wanted to be as far away from Kyoto as possible, so he chose Tokyo High School without hesitation.As his own strength became stronger and stronger, the influence of the Gotiao family on him also gradually declined.

life is so boring...

"Otherwise, I'd better be someone else's child."

"...Master Wu, if you mean Miss Jing, her family already has a biological son."

"It's not bad to have one more foster."

"She probably won't agree."

Fortunately, he just said it casually and forgot the proposal in a blink of an eye.The conjurers of the Gojo family were reluctant to let go, and it was still a year before he reached the entrance age for the high school.

The thoughts of teenagers should be clouded, and a brand new future is unfolding in front of our eyes.There is a pair of round-frame sunglasses on his desk. The lenses are completely black and opaque, and they are custom-made for travel.

With the growth of age, the burden of the six eyes on the body also began to gradually appear.

During the TV broadcast, Kabuki Kagami's [-]th dan played against Honda Toshizaru's [-]rd dan.The eyes of the short-haired female chess player were covered with bandages. The two played chess while talking in a low voice, clearly reporting the position of each chess piece.

Blindfold.Adopting this form in an official game is often mistaken for belittling the opponent, but Honda Toshida did not show offended expression, but seemed a little worried-the two were from the same chess academy, were of the same age, and were promoted to the official chess team in the same year Chess player, Kabuki Kagami was suffering from eye disease, they were almost the first to hear about it.

Shindo Hikari obviously knew more, but his attitude was vague, and he refused to clearly state the cause and type of the disease.So the rest of the people can only worry blindly, watching the opponent fumble the chessboard with skilled movements, and don't know when they have already practiced blindfold chess skills.

"What's your expression? It's not completely invisible."

Ah Jing seemed very calm: "It's just that there is a strict limit on the time you use your eyes, and you can't spend too much time in a day... You see, there is no obvious damage to the eyes themselves."

She unwrapped the bandage in the room, revealing a pair of intact pupils of different colors in front of everyone.The light onion iris itself is rare. According to her, it is congenital heterochromia iris, which does not affect vision and has little to do with today's eye diseases.Everyone is a Go player, and they don't know much about medical matters, so they were actually deceived by her.

But the young Go genius seemed worried, and he lowered his voice: "Is this the influence of the curse spirit—"

"It's my own problem. The ability of a conjurer will also affect the body, and some people will even be half-paralyzed because of the magic power. Although it sounds scary, my situation is quite normal in the industry."

Ah Jing comforted him: "Although it's a bit boastful to say so, Shier and I are actually quite strong."

So the non-magician genius Go player who couldn't see the magic spirit could only let go of this topic for the time being.Standing not far away with the child in his hand, Shi Er kept silent about all these speculations.The group of Go players didn't figure out his occupation until the end. After all, this person looked like a vagrant—but his attitude was too taken for granted, and it was a bit confusing.

If you really look into it...

"It's ヒモ[1], or it can be understood as the master's husband."

Shir answered frankly.

Several Go players in front of him showed expressions of complete disbelief.

"What, in your eyes, am I the type who will work hard?"

"It's not quite like... We just trust Miss Jing's vision."

"That guy only looks at the face."

"It's really impossible to refute it... only in the reference dimension of looking at the face can I get full marks."

Everyone chattered.

Pretending to have things in his heart interfered with the chess game. After the final score, Honda Min lost by three sons.

The fact that blindfold chess can still win has formed a new gimmick in the industry. In addition, it is a rare female chess player. Many reporters want to take advantage of this opportunity to interview.Ah Jing managed to push away from the crowd, barely answered a few questions and then waved in Shi Er's direction. The latter took her hand skillfully and walked a few steps away, and even managed to perfunctory the camera, saying something like " Her eyes are not very good, it is not convenient to interview, I am sorry for causing trouble to everyone's work" and other scenes.

"What are you going to eat today?"

"Ginger Roasted Pork and Oden, are you okay with ginger?"

"I'm looking forward to it. I haven't cooked oden at home for a long time."

"Because I bought a new brand of white miso."

They chatted and walked towards the door, with their hands clasped together, looking calm and calm against the worried eyes of Shinto Hikari and many Go players.The wind and rain in the future have not completely hit her body, as if she still seems to be able to do a job with ease in a four-and-a-half-fold room, and her state is still declining at an irreversible speed, which makes most of the insiders can't help feeling worried.

"What if it is really killed?"

Shir said in that joking tone.

"Dispose of the corpse immediately, completely cremate it and throw it into the sea. Don't leave any dust behind."

"...meaning to circumvent corpse-stealing or seancery?"

"This possibility is not ruled out, but rather, this possibility will be even greater."

Xiaohui didn't even notice what kind of serious topic the two of them were talking about. Looking at the flashing neon signs on the street, she waved her hands upright.

In the bustling business district of Tokyo, there is a steady stream of pedestrians. Not far away, students from the Academy of Fine Arts are sketching, setting up high and low easels.A male student with short curly hair waved at the three of them, showing a somewhat apologetic look: "The position you were standing just now is very suitable for shooting, can you stay a few minutes longer? I want to draw a picture for my big homework this week. The scenery here, it would be great if your family of three would like to appear on the scene!"

"Hey... Eight Tigers!"

The classmate next to him stopped him: "It's too rude! What if I have something to do!"

"It's okay, both of us are freelancers, and we will be free in the future."

Ah Jing stood up with a good temper: "Do you need to pose?"

"No need, just be natural!"

The boy known as the Eight Tigers raised a pen and stretched it out towards the two of them, as if to confirm the proportion of the picture: "The family of three is very photogenic! After I hand in the homework, I will write the completed picture. The work is for you!"

"I told you not to cause trouble for others! It's just the work of an art college student—"

The classmates next to him seemed to be pulling his ears.

"I'll take it gratefully."

Ah Jing laughed: "It's already super impressive for me to be admitted to the University of the United States. Let's work hard."

So several students picked up their paintbrushes one after another.She married very early, and she is actually the same age as this group of college students, but the different growth experiences have left deep ruts, and the gap between the magician and the non-magician also makes the two show completely different impression temperament.

They are young enough to laugh and play, full of student enthusiasm.These passions and enthusiasms are gathered together and poured on the drawing board in front of them, as if they can make people overcome hardships.

The flowing spring of death makes the still water of life leap.

They exchanged contact information with these students, and agreed to wait until two weeks later, after the homework was reviewed, the paintings would be delivered to their homes.Ah Jing also warmly invited them to be guests, saying that he could bring some home cider and snacks home, all as a return gift for accepting the painting.

"This guy will get carried away with a little encouragement!"

Bahu's classmate slapped him on the back of the head suddenly: "Don't give him too much sweetness!"

"Hey! Don't describe me so badly in front of others!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"It's too much."

After saying goodbye to these students and walking a little further, Shi Er suddenly spoke.

"Hey?"

"I think so much about strangers and never think about what I should do after that?"

"...I will leave enough money for Shier. The Chanyuan family will no longer restrain you. From now on, you will live a free life."

"I never said I wanted that kind of freedom."

Neither of them said clearly what "after that" was.The hands that were clasped together suddenly stiffened, and Shi Er continued: "And you underestimate me too much, no matter how much money you leave, you will quickly gamble it, whether it is betting on horses or double six, so You have to stay and make more money."

"...How can you say such words in a proud tone. It would be terrible if Xiaohui imitated you."

"Then be a good example and let him learn normal things."

"If you think about it this way, it's hard for me to be a good role model..."

"You must be fine."

Shi Er paused for a moment, and used a little strength to hold the opponent's hand: "You must be fine."

"……Ow, it hurts."

"Ah, sorry."

"There's no need to apologize for something like this."

All actions are impermanent, all dharmas have no self, and the future will last forever.

According to Aaron, this child really doesn't look like a child.

They are quieter than children of the same age; they speak less than children of the same age, and their expressions are not rich enough, but it does not affect the simple communication and gradually formed children's logic... At first, Meijiu even worried that he should do it. Screening for Sperger's syndrome.

"It's okay, we were... not so lively when we were two kids."

Ah Jing searched in his own thesaurus, and barely picked it out, which sounds more neutral.

"Maybe it's an early sign of the "shut-up meditation" technique. "

Shi Er seemed very optimistic, it would be better to say that he was simply too optimistic: "I'm not sick, why should I care about such a small thing."

He really doesn't care - there is no magic spirit to threaten life and death, and he doesn't have to worry about whether he will be bullied. Under the eaves, he can shelter from the wind and rain without worrying about three meals a day. In this "beautiful" environment, children As long as there are no missing arms or legs, it doesn't matter to him.

But Aaron and Meijiu obviously didn't think so. They immediately conducted supplementary education, and even planned in advance where their children should go to choose a kindergarten.After hearing so many alternatives, Shier felt dizzy. In his impression, the most important thing in early childhood education is to have the courage to face the fact that "there are many evil spirits in this world who are malicious to human beings".

"..."

Is there so much trouble in the life of a non-magician? Shi Er wondered in his left ear and out of his right ear. No wonder the curse spirit was born because of thinking too much.

But he couldn't show that he didn't care at all, because Ah Jing was also nodding his head in agreement with what those two people said.

"You're going to follow the method of the non-magician—"

Shi Er glanced at his cheap son who had a good time with Ah Xiang: "Education?"

"The part of the magician will be taught in the high school."

"I thought you were the type who would educate in advance."

"It's not necessary to regard the magician as the main job? You see, I am playing Go now."

"At least maintain the strength to not die too quickly in the face of the curse spirit."

In the final analysis, just as there are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, there are countless ways to exorcise the curse spirit according to the different spells.Not everyone who can be a good conjurer can be a good teacher. Ah Jing thinks that he is not professional enough in teaching expression, so he decides not to challenge the unfamiliar field of education without authorization.

"Speaking of which, aren't you even curious about the child's future technique? I remember that when many people were pregnant, they couldn't help but come to me with their stomachs puffed out."

"Not curious."

"...As expected of Shire."

"I'm not expecting this kind of thing."

"It's your own child, give me at least a little expectation."

"……Feel sorry."

After repeatedly confirming that this will not cause too much load on the other party, Shi Er finally "reluctantly" said that it is not impossible for him to listen.So Ah Jing leaned over and attached it to his ear, and the air blown by his voice made his ears feel itchy.

"The technique is—"

"..."

"!!!"

The black-haired man covered his eyes with his hands, his bangs drooped, and he just laughed out loud.