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

Nu Lianglu felt that the fireworks were nothing more than a trivial matter, but the chain reaction after this incident made her eyes widen when she was enjoying the gourmet food of Wujojia:

"It's really terrible for you Yusan family to deprive the clansmen of their childhood."

Gojo Satoru felt the same way, especially after he caught a cold, this feeling became stronger.

After midsummer, the temperature begins to drop gradually.

Accompanied by continuous hazy mountain rain, the air is filled with bone-chilling dampness.

Even if Gojo Satoru has no lower limit, he still caught a cold accidentally after blowing the cold wind in the mountains and forests when he couldn't operate 24 hours a day.

Perhaps he hadn't caught a cold for a long time, and because of his lack of resistance, coupled with the burden brought by the "six eyes", the virus that was originally just a cough attacked the city, but it took only half a day to defeat Gojo Satoru's immune system.

"38 degrees nine." Gojo Satoru, who was huddled in bed, seemed to hear the words of the Gojo family members who served him.

"Bastard!" Accompanied by the sound of something heavy falling down, a group of people shouted angrily, "How do you take care of Mr. Wu! Everyone is trash!"

"Guys without spells can't even do this well. If something happens to Mr. Wu, you are the only ones to ask!"

"Why don't you hurry up and invite someone with a healing technique?"

Goku Canglan's blue eyes opened a small slit, as if he saw huge flies with fuzzy outlines buzzing around his ears.

Even putting an ice cube on his forehead couldn't dispel the heat inside and outside him.

"To shut up."

His voice successfully restored the silence in the room, and changed to a whisper outside.

Not long after, a gray-haired old woman came in with a medicine bowl instead of the young clansman of the past:

"Master Wu, after taking the medicine and sweating, your body will recover soon."

Gojo Satoru's head, which was already aching from the high fever, had no time to process the more information from Liuyan, but he was addicted to sweets, and he immediately smelled the strong bitter taste in the medicine bowl.

The memory seemed to go back to the time when he just remembered, in order not to burn out his brain, he hadn't been able to control the various concoctions that he was forcibly poured by the Wutiao tribe.

The most bitter thing.

Not happy, turned around, Gojo Satoru refused to cooperate.

After several times of persuading the old woman to no avail, and even the medicine bowl was blown up by Wutiaowu, several Wutiao elders came in again and babbled at him.

Or earnestly, or blame him for not playing childish temper, the overall situation of the family should be the most important.

It was so noisy.

This stalemate lasted until the next day when a conjurer with healing spells arrived.

According to the conjurer raised by Wutiao's family with a lot of money, the diagnosis and treatment are effective, but the effect is not strong, and it will take a few days to fully recover.

After confirming that his son's condition would not get worse, the elders of Wutiao's parents left slowly.

The damp autumn rain fell all night outside the window, listening to the pattering rain, Gojo Wu didn't know when he fell asleep.

After having a bad dream, Gojo Satoru opened his eyes.

The room was dark, and the sound of rain outside the window was still there.

But after Shen fell asleep, his forehead was not so hot.

Taking off the heavy ice pack on his head, Gojo Satoru turned over and looked at the cherry blossom tree outside the window with his clear eyes: His good partner should come to him today, and we have an appointment at twelve o'clock at noon.

But when it got closer to the afternoon, Nura Luyi's figure hadn't appeared yet.

At the same time, Nu Lianglu leaned out of the car and asked the monster Oboro: "Can you be a little faster today, I'm late."

After getting the affirmative answer from Oboroche, Nu Lianglu tied up the white hair that grew suddenly at the back of his head, changed the school uniform jacket he was wearing, and seriously thought about how to apologize when he saw his friend later.

Although it was said that she was late this time because something really happened, the fault of being late could not be offset, and she still had to apologize.

After counting thousands of words of drafts, and counting the limited-edition desserts that he had bought in a long line before, Nuliang Luyi felt that he should be well prepared to coax his good friends.

But to her surprise, seeing Gojo Satoru again after nearly a month, he turned into that appearance.

Sick, emaciated, dull.

These words should never have been associated with him.

Gojo Satoru only felt that he had overheated, otherwise how could he see the blooming cherry blossoms in the fine autumn rain.

Drenched in the rain, but still delicate and gorgeous blooming.

Just when Wujo tried to analyze rationally—whether he could still use No Lower Limit and Six Eyes to become the strongest after burning himself, a familiar "Enlightenment" called him back to God.

Nuliang Luyi, who jumped from the branch into the eaves, put away the cherry pink umbrella in his hand, and turned into Gojo Satoru's window.After probing Gojo Satoru's forehead, she decisively invoked her healing ability.

She doesn't know if it's useful, the monsters in the family don't get sick, but she heard from grandpa that grandma used this ability to treat many diseases of ordinary people, so a cold should be fine?

"Wu, do you feel better now?" Nuliang Luyi approached Gojo Wu's ear and asked patiently.

"It seems to be better." Gojo Satoru's unmanaged white hair turned into a bird's nest. After being ill for two days, he hardly ate anything, his clear sky-like eyes were a little less sharp, and his voice was not as cold as before. , a little more of a kitten-like whimpering and coquettish voice, making Nuliang Luyi even more convinced that Gojo Satoru's illness was not cured by him, and he was just comforting her.

"Wu, have you taken any medicine? Shall I go and buy you some granules or something." Nuliang Luyi imitated the way of caring for human beings from the TV series, trying to make Wujo Wujo more comfortable.

"No, I want to eat dessert." Gojo Gojo knew that Nuliang Luyi would definitely bring him delicious food every time he came to him, so he tried to pick himself up and eat delicious food.

"Can I eat it?" Nu Lianglu was taken aback for a moment, but he took out the dessert from his school bag and handed it to Gojo Wu, "Your family doesn't care about you?"

"It doesn't matter, if they didn't want me to suffer more, my disease would have been cured by someone with a healing technique." Compared with the silence in front of Old Juzi, Wutiao Wutiao, who has generally recovered, has more words .

Even if he has a fever, his six eyes can see that person's ability to perform spells and the flirting between those people.

"It's probably because I've been too noisy recently." Whether it was sneaking out of the surveillance range of Wutiao's house, or doing something like setting off fireworks, Old Orange could only do nothing in front of him, but kept suppressing him behind his back.

They need his abilities, but they don't want him to exert control over the family.

"Wu, I'm sorry, I wish I had come over sooner." Nuliang Luyi's eyes were slightly red, and he clenched his hands tightly.

If she had come earlier and used her healing ability to make Wujou more comfortable, Wujou wouldn't have been bullied like this by his family, so he wouldn't have to suffer so much.

Gojo Satoru stared at the girl who blamed himself, and wanted to reach out, but in the end he retracted it into his sleeve, with a bit of indisputability in his words, and forcibly changed the subject:

"Then you talk to me, why are you late today?"

"Something happened to my brother at school."

Her younger brother Nuliang Rikusheng became a first grader in elementary school this year. At the beginning, because of his monster blood, he had many friends with excellent physical fitness and had a good time.

However, he came from the monster family and was quickly hit. He even denied his "evil" monster blood in front of his grandfather and father.

"My younger brother said many things in front of his classmates that ordinary classmates don't understand, and was rejected by the classmates."

Nu Liang Lu Yiben wanted to explain something more, but was a little dazed to find that Gojo Satoru seemed to have understood it.

Wujo Wu thought that his friend's younger brother was also a conjurer. There are indeed people with high magic power besides the family conjurer, and these people can see the magic spirit that ordinary people can't see, and they are often excluded by ordinary people.

"Then what are you going to do?" Gojo Satoru sat up, and while destroying the desserts, he seriously began to think about helping his friends break the situation.

According to his understanding, he can only think of two ways, either continue to be a different kind of people, or enter the family of conjurers to receive education and training.

However, once entering the magician family, it is basically equivalent to becoming the cannon fodder of the magician family.

Therefore, no matter which way, it is a very difficult road.

"My brother and I talked about the family history (the glorious deeds of the Nura group beheading the giant monster in Kyoto, the feather fox, defeating the Edo Hyakumonogatari group, and protecting mankind with Onmyoji), and helped my brother correct his attitude towards life."

As a quarter blood of youkai, she is proud of the Nulianggumi who takes helping the weak as her own responsibility, and she doesn't think that being a youkai is evil.

As soon as Nu Lianglu talked about his younger brother, his eyes became extremely soft. Even though he was still a little girl, he tried to stretch out his immature hand to cover the wind and rain above his brother:

"My younger brother is still young. When he grows up a bit, he can freely choose his future path."

Whether she is a monster or a human, she will support her younger brother.

"Oh yes, and then I took an atheist who advocates science (especially Shinichi Kudo), combined with some monster legend cases he encountered, and asked those classmates to do some propaganda against feudal superstition."

In this way, even if the younger brother who has no discernment says something wrong in the future, it will not be believed by ordinary humans. At the same time, on the basis of believing that monsters do not exist, Lu Sheng's classmates will also reduce their fear and curiosity about monster legends.

"Science is super power!"

Obviously the cold is almost healed, but Gojo Satoru feels a little dizzy:

A conjurer who knows the existence of magic spirits to promote science?

But before Gojo Satoru figured out where to start to talk about what was wrong with this matter, Nura Lu remembered something.

The shiny golden pupils seem to dispel the endless gray rainy season:

"Wu, I have a way to avenge you."

"wait for me a while."

Gojo Satoru didn't stop him.

As soon as Lu proposed the fireworks, he saw the faces of the old oranges with crooked noses but helpless,

Thinking that the old orange might have another tumble, vivid ripples gradually appeared in the god-like and innocent eyes of the sky.

This wait is the whole afternoon.

The continuous autumn rain did not know when it had stopped, and the cool moonlight fell on the tatami in the house.

Gojo Satoru flipped through the manga he had read twice, only to feel a little hopeless.

"Enlightenment!" Nu Lianglu brushed her broken hair and turned into Wujo Wu's room under the moonlight. She held a small brick-shaped object in her hand, and placed it in front of Wujo Wu as if offering a treasure.

"Recorder?" Gojo Satoru still knew the basics.

"Well, I don't have money or a mobile phone, so I can only use this first." Nu Lianglu, who came in a hurry, got a little hot, and unzipped his coat, "I just sneaked into your elder's room and recorded some words, should I it is helpful for you."

Press the play button, and the voices of two Wutiao elders can be heard clearly:

"How is Wu?"

"Don't worry, that conjurer won't heal him completely without our orders, and now he is rarely quiet."

"Keep an eye on it, tell that person, control it well, absolutely don't let Six Eyes leave any sequelae."

"It's time to let that Son of God know the importance of the family."

Gojo Satoru's expression was slightly distorted, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

He was not surprised by the words of those old oranges, but a little surprised by Nuliang Luyi's actions.

Her spells are indeed unsurpassed in terms of lurking, and what the Wutiao family guards against are all spell tools. Even those old oranges can't imagine that there are kings of the lurking world carrying ordinary people's tape recorders to record them. Those shady little thoughts.

Gojo Satoru's already bright eyes are even more radiant, as if he saw a kitten that is a cat teaser, and he can't wait to go to the roof of Wujo's house with a loudspeaker to play it on a loop and advertise it, so that those who open their mouths He kept his mouth shut for the sake of slapping the old faces of his five elders.

Seeing Gojo Satoru showing a strange smile, Nuliang Lu, who felt that he had helped Gojo Satoru, gave a thumbs up with a smile:

"I told you, science is power!"