I lost my memory after making a lifetime promise with 5t5

After gaining the approval of his friends, Gojo Satoru felt that this was the old orange's target, and directly fell out with the elders of the Gojo family.

The elders of the Gojo family, who were deeply hit by Wujo Wu, directly ignored the pleas of several juniors that "they did not send such books to Master Wu", and firmly believed that they only saw and heard the facts.

A group of grey-haired Wutiao elders were worried about Wutiao's god son, holding many meetings holding the "worldly filth" that their own god son had read.

Topics are mainly:

"How to bring the precocious Liuyanzi back on track..."

"How to get Liuyanzi to quit certain kinds of color books..."

"How can Liuyanzi understand that the elders are for his own good..."

Forcibly confiscating the manga in Gojo Satoru's hands, the mighty "Ao" will probably fall on top of their heads.

The way of using words to understand reason and move emotion will only make the son of God's left ear come out and the right ear come out.

All the elders searched through the ancient records of "Six Eyes", but they couldn't find a way to stop the eight-year-old Shenzi from watching Xiao Huang Man.

After a few days of useless meetings, a group of Wutiao elders finally came up with an idea - "Instead of blocking and suppressing it, it is better to divert it and guide it."

When Nu Lianglu visited Gojo Satoru again, he almost lost his expression.

Seven or eight little girls about the same age as Gojo Satoru were lined up in a neat line, standing in the outer corridor.

They wore colorful kimonos, traditional makeup on their faces, and heavy hair accessories. She even saw two girls wearing twelve singles embroidered with gold thread. Their petite bodies could hardly bear the pressure. The weight of the clothes on his body made him tremble slightly, but no one dared to complain.

Quiet, without much vitality at this age, like a group of exquisite puppets up for sale.

What's happening here?

Nuliang Luyi, who was carrying a schoolbag, gently knocked Gojo Wu's window, and then Gojo Wu dragged him into the room.

"You're here." Wujo Gojo's clear sky-like eyes were full of ice crystals, "Since the last manga, those old oranges didn't know if they took some wrong medicine, and they insisted on stuffing me with playmates."

Those guys at the door were weaker than each other, and no one's birth skills could catch his eye.

When looking at his six eyes, the expression of pretending to be calm was so frightening that it could make a teeny head.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he had the same routine as Lao Juzi, obviously a reserve of Lao Juzi.

The old orange also told him with a wrinkled smile on his face, what "accompanied him since he was a child and knows everything", what "excellent offspring can be born in the future", what "this batch is not suitable, you can change to another batch"...

Gojo Satoru, who looks down on anyone in the sky and on earth, originally had no intention of looking for a playmate, but the existence of Nuliang Rikuichi opened up this gap forcefully, and at the same time, Gojo Satoru's definition of a friend was raised.

With such a weak existence, Gojo Satoru never considered the possibility of making friends.But even Gojo Satoru could do nothing if these people got entangled.

After all, they just obeyed the orders of those old oranges.

Gojo Satoru, who can only exorcise curses and kill curse masters, cannot clean up all these people according to the old method.

At first he asked them all to go out, but no one listened. Instead, he started to introduce himself and his family, and tried to serve him tea and water, hammering his shoulders and legs. Once he smelled the scent of flowers deliberately dyed on their kimonos, he was not used to being close The human Gojo Satoru jumped straight into his room and closed the door.

If "Cang" wasn't proficient enough, he wished he could just clean up those old oranges' brains.

After listening to Gojo Wu's description, Nuliang Luyi probably understood the thoughts of the elders of Wujo's parents. Unlike his father's arrangement of Xuenv and Qingtianfang as guards for his younger brother, these little girls who were arranged should be placed next to Wujo Wu. Square eyeliner.

"Gojo-kun, what are you going to do?" Nu Lianglu glanced at the overlapping figures of girls outside the door not far away, and asked Wujo Wu what he thought.

Although she wanted to be Wujo Satoru's favorite good friend, she wouldn't be so narrow as to limit the circle of friends. The premise was that it was at least a normal circle of friends.

Gojo Satoru seemed to have been waiting for this question for a long time, and immediately gave the answer: "You stole me out."

Nu Lianglu understood Wujo Wu's calculations at a glance: It's one thing to be angry with those elders, but it's another purpose to want to go out to play.

Even so, Nuliang Luyi has no intention of exposing it.

This is just the most common requirement for ordinary people.

"You change your clothes, and then I'll take you out." Nu Lianglu raised a finger, and the dimples on his cheeks were faintly visible, "But after it's over, I have a request."

Gojo Satoru, who wanted to stay away from those "little sisters" and longed for a life outside the clan, seemed to agree calmly, but in fact, under the guidance of ordinary Nuliang Luyi, he quickly changed into a light kimono without family crests, and put on a peaked cap and a mask. , followed Nuliang Luyi and left Wutiao's house.

After taking a taxi into the urban area, Gojo Satoru, who had been restrained in the family for a long time, felt like a duck to water in an instant.

Not long after, I held a huge strawberry cream croquette in my left hand and a cup of red bean full sugar milk tea in the other hand, and ran around famous dessert shops, obviously I had done my homework early.

Thinking of how the old oranges in Wutiao's family felt when they found out that they had disappeared, and being nourished with sweets, Wujo Wu felt that his appetite improved a lot: "What do ordinary people usually do?"

Nuliang Luyi carried a schoolbag and a wooden knife to Wujo Gojo to popularize the free time of normal elementary school students: "Doing homework, club activities, watching movies, and occasionally having a picnic..."

Apart from always encountering strange cases with Kudo, Nuliang Luyi's life as an ordinary person has always been very regular.

But such a regular and ordinary life is also extraordinary in the eyes of Gojo Wu.

Gojo Satoru, who was already acquainted with Nu Lianglu, asked openly, "What is homework? Training?"

The teachers in ethnology never dared to provoke him, and they mainly took courses related to spells, and the most part of the day was training, and he hadn't really done homework yet.

"No." Lu Yi found a seat inside a dessert shop, and took out this week's homework from his schoolbag to show the curious Gojo Satoru, "Mainly Chinese, social, arithmetic, science, English, except There are also some skills courses.”

Wutiao Wu, who had no basic education, first took the arithmetic and science exercises, and then quickly put them down: "Are you usually troubled by these?"

With the impression that ordinary people's homework was too easy, he turned over the Mandarin homework again, this time he turned it a little slowly.He knows Chinese characters, but some of the poems and fragments of classics that require learning to recite are areas that Wujo Satoru has no understanding of at all.

Gojo Satoru still maintains his self-confidence—it's just memorization, and overall it should be simple.

Gojo Satoru opened the social book again.

The eight-year-old Gojo Satoru, who is familiar with the history of the magic world, is gradually confused about the development history of human society and the development history of other countries.

When I turned to English, Wutiao Wu, who had no English teacher at all, could read all the English characters in the book clearly, but he couldn't understand any of the questions.

"What are you doing learning these things?" Gojo Satoru nonchalantly returned the homework to the little conjurer opposite. Learning mathematics and science are still helpful for conjuration. Is learning society and English convenient for future missions abroad?

"Japan is still too small, and I want to go to farther and wider places." When Nu Lianglu talked about the future, his already shining golden eyes became even more golden, "We can go together when we grow up."

"The Gojo family and the director department won't allow it." Gojo Gou pulled his own deluxe parfait, and did not consider this option out of responsibility.The level of the curse has been rising, and he, as the Gojo family's Six Eyes, is doing his part.

"Then just steal you out like this time." The light in Nu Lianglu's eyes did not disappear, and it was still as firm and bright as a star. "You are not the only one in the magic world. We made an agreement, and we will wait for a long time." Older people, such as fourteen or fifteen years old, go abroad, how about Hawaii, my classmate has already been there, it is said that the scenery is very good..."

"Once it is discovered, it will be the enemy of the Gojo family and the director's department."

"Aren't you going to be the strongest?" Nu Lianglu stretched out his little finger and hooked Gojo Satoru's little finger, "Just let us become the strongest unstoppable."

Nu Lianglu, who has been a leader among monsters since she was a child, is not soft mud that can be kneaded by others. Few people can stop her thinking.

Gojo Satoru seemed to have seen that future as well, the blue sky stretching to the end quenched into the stars and stars.

Be the strongest together, sounds good too.

Following Nura Luyi's appearance, he tightened his little finger:

"It's agreed."

He wants to hang out!

The kind that goes abroad!

The afterglow of the setting sun is like a layer of golden veil like cicada wings, adding a layer of unreality to the present moment.

But the warmth from the fingers is real.

The little girl on the opposite side tightly hooked his little finger, and pressed her thumb against his thumb, revealing two shallow dimples on her cheeks, accompanied by her vigorous nodding, her silver-white hair rippled golden waves in the setting sun. .

She replied so happily and earnestly:

"it is good."