Chapter 101 Clothes stained with snow
Satoru Gojo was assigned by the upper management to recover a special magic item.
The conditions of the family that collected it were deteriorating, and they could no longer afford the responsibility of sealing the cursed object. After considering all aspects, they sent Satoru Gojo to recover the cursed object.
That mantra is called "Three Time Buddha".
The concept of Buddha was first introduced to China from the Ganges River area in India. The first time the concept of Buddha appeared in Japan was in the ancient Asuka period. Buddhism was introduced to Japan from China via Korea. During the thirty years of Prince Shotoku's regency, the edicts and edicts prospered. Buddhism, founded monasteries, personally preached Buddhist scriptures and wrote treatises. The Nara Period inherited the policy of protecting Buddha from the Asuka Period. Emperor Shomu respected Buddhism and built the famous Todaiji Temple and the world-famous Nara Giant Buddha.
"Three-Time Buddha" originated from the Buddhist concept of "Three-Time Buddha". "Three-Time Buddha" refers to the past Buddha, present Buddha and future Buddha, so "Three-Time Buddha" has three parts in total. Sanshi also refers to the past, present and future.
The family that contains this curse is a family of conjurers with a history of several hundred years. In the Edo period, it was an important member of the top echelons of the conjuring world. It began to decline in the Taisho era. The family members withered, the industry collapsed, and the Day after day of decline, they were gradually excluded from the upper echelons. The descendants who inherited the skills from their ancestors were no longer as good as before. The family was deteriorating, the bloodline of the clan was withering, and there were even one or two generations of family heads who passed down the lineage alone.
Compared with the previous generations of family heads, the heirs of this generation of family heads can be said to be prosperous. There are a total of four children, one son and three daughters. The eldest daughter has long passed the age of marriage, and the elders in the family have already She made careful plans for her marriage with her sisters. The youngest son was at the age when ordinary people would go to kindergarten. From the moment he was born, he was raised by the family as the next generation head of the family. He was placed with heavy responsibility and hope by the whole family. The whole family pinned their hopes for revival on him.
When Satoru Gojo took Yayoi to get the cursed object, he was welcomed by the entire clan.
The ancient curse family's reception etiquette and methods have been inherited from their ancestors hundreds of years ago, and they have no plans to change. Otherwise, Yayoi thinks they will fire off a salute to welcome them.
Yayoi was shocked, this was different from what Miss Shoko said about people hating dogs.
Yayoi tugged on Satoru Gojo's sleeve, "You are so popular."
The white cat held its head high and said with great pride, "I'm so popular!"
The white cat blinked wildly, its blue eyes under the sunglasses bright and shining, "Praise me, praise me quickly!"
Yayoi believed his lies.
The old butler nodded and bowed to welcome the guests into the tea room. Passing through the ancient corridor, the smooth bamboo tubes were filled with running water and knocked on the stone slabs. The expressions of the several maids who came and went were as if they were referring to the same people. It's like being copied from a template. Every move seems to have been measured by a ruler and then carved into the bones. Facing the host and guests, he bends down and bows thoughtfully. After the host sits down, he brings tea and pours water.
Yayoi stared at the expressions on the maids' faces for a long time as if in trance. One of the maids was trembling all over as she looked at her, her lips pursed tightly, like a frightened deer.
Satoru Gojo seems to be very familiar with this scene. He walks briskly and whistles thoughtfully, walking through the winding corridors as if there is no one else around.
The head of the house has not shown up until now. The person talking to Satoru Gojo is the clan elder who currently has the most say in the house. He has snowflake-like white hair and shriveled skin like the bark of an old tree. He is talking to Satoru Gojo. At that time, Yayoi saw that the other party seemed not to want a third person to be present, and spontaneously walked out of the Japanese room.
The wind stirred the thick bushes, and the green leaves curled and fell. The water surface was marked with ripples in circles, and the green leaves rippled on the water like a boat.
Looking up at the sky from under the eaves, the sky seems to be cut in half by the eaves, half blue and half made of wood to build the roof.
The area of the sky in sight is much smaller.
Such a view reminds Yayoi of the time when he lived in the clan land a long time ago. The forbidden area hidden deep in the clan land did not contain any monster with teeth and claws, but a child who had taboos carved into his bones and blood.
Yayoi held her chin and sat down slowly. The floor of the corridor was wiped clean by the maid, and there was no dust to be found.
Yayoi stared at the fallen leaves. The green and slender bamboo leaves were swaying in the wind. The clear water reflected the clean sky, and ripples swayed in the water.
The whole conversation in the room was dominated by the elders of the clan. Satoru Gojo, who was usually talkative, suddenly became less talkative at this time. Occasionally, he made a few casual remarks that were half teasing and half mocking. In the end, the conversation ended After parting happily, Satoru Gojo did not take the conversation seriously and walked out of the Japanese room, leaving behind the incompetent and furious old patriarch in the Japanese room.
When she stepped out of the threshold, the first thing that caught her eye was the familiar red color. Her hair was much longer than it was many years ago. Her red hair was like flowing flames, winding on the thick and smooth floor. superior.
Her scalp was tight, but not painful. Yayoi looked back and saw Satoru Gojo bending down to pick up the red hair scattered on the ground, and began to braid her hair as if no one else was watching.
The maid who came in to pack things politely handed Satoru Gojo a hair tie.
Satoru Gojo's hands were surprisingly dexterous, and his fingers quickly moved through the red hair. It didn't take long to braid Yayoi into a fishbone braid. The end of the hair was fixed with a hair tie handed over by the maid, and tied with a beautiful bow. .
"Do you like it?" Satoru Gojo rolled his eyes, raised his hand, spread his palm, and his beautifully braided red hair lay obediently and docilely in his palm, like a red goldfish.
The amber eyes glazed over for a moment, and then they looked like the surface of a lake with glimmering water. Satoru Gojo saw her beautiful eyebrows arched, and the red-haired owner showed a gentle smile like a kitten.
"I like it," she said. "I like it when you braid my hair."
Satoru Gojo deeply feels that red-haired people are a strange species. Whether it is emotional quotient or IQ, both jump repeatedly between negative values and full values. The span is so large that people are caught off guard.
"Yayoi." Satoru Gojo moved his lips.
Yayoi slowly turned around and tilted his head in confusion. He didn't speak for a long time. He slowly tried to stand up, but was grabbed by his hair by the half-crouched Satoru Gojo.
She tugged at the braid but didn't move it, but Satoru Gojo still held on to the newly braided hair and wouldn't let go.
"Gojo?" Yayoi tugged on his braid again, this time pulling it back.
Yayoi stood up from the ground, straightened out the folds of her clothes, then raised her head and met Satoru Gojo's eyes. His beautiful eyes that could accommodate the sky stared at her, making her a little frightened.
The white head dug directly into the crook of Yayoi's neck. The soft white hair tickled her, and when the warm breath fell on her skin, there was a strange feeling of crispness.
"This is a foul." Satoru Gojo muttered into the crook of her neck.
Yayoi raised his hand and touched the white hair as soft as dove feathers. The white cat rubbed Yayoi's cheek, smiling with crooked eyebrows. It was very different from the unruly and unruly expression just now. The aura it exuded became gentler, and the large-scale The feline has reduced its claws and teeth, leaving only soft fur and a gentle belly.
The clan elder who walked out of the Japanese room was caught off guard and saw this scene.
After looking back and forth between the young head of the Gojo family and the beautiful young red-haired woman, his eyes were dark and deep in his sunken eye sockets.
Gojo's family has a master, but Gojo has no mistress.
If you want to be the wife of the head of the Gojo family, the eldest daughter of the family is indeed not qualified, but as a woman who serves men, she is already qualified.
What's more, she has reached the age of marriage, right? Since you are a child of the family, you must have the consciousness to give everything for the family.
The family that included the "Three Seasons Buddha" enshrined the three Buddha statues in the shrine of Jiku. The shrine is not only a small pavilion for housing the Buddha statues, but also a magic tool for sealing the cursed objects.
The heavy door of the warehouse opened, dust rushed over, and daylight poured into the dim warehouse. Satoru Gojo waved his hand symbolically.
The attendant who led the way was not qualified to enter the family's treasury. After leading the person to the gate of the treasury, he was ordered to open the door. However, he had no intention of stepping behind the door. He pushed to the door and made a gesture of invitation. Please come in.
After the decline of the family, there were only a few things in the family. Most of the stored magic tools were ones that Satoru Gojo looked down upon. After a cursory glance, his eyes locked on the target.
There was a thick cobweb on the corner of the wall. The flying insects that fell into the cobweb fluttered their wings feebly a few times, and dust rose and fell in the air.
The ancient shrine, the golden lotus seat, the mercy of the Buddha, and the deep and dark vault all gave rise to a strange and absurd feeling inexplicably.
Satoru Gojo's footsteps paused, and the strange feeling that was about to materialize rose and fell with dust in the air.
His eyes fell on the Buddha statue again. Among the three Buddha statues mentioned in the information, one was missing.
Boom——
The heavy door was suddenly closed behind him, and the last ray of light flashed on the strange expression of the Buddha statue.
"Gojo!"
The world returned to chaos and silence, and the last thing I heard was someone calling me.
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If she had to describe her current mood, then her heart was full of grass at this moment.
Shoko Ieiri was holding a lollipop in his mouth. He was so excited that he dropped it from his mouth and failed to catch it in time. He let it fall to his feet with a 'bang' and shattered into pieces. The candy broke into pieces and scattered on the smooth tiles on the floor.
The woman in a white coat felt a dull pain in her temples, and couldn't help but raise her hand to rub the acupuncture points on the side of her head.
"Sorry, Miss Shoko, we got into trouble."
Shoko Ieiri's hands shaking as he rubbed his temples looked at the white-haired man wearing a white shirt with a docile expression with horrified eyes. Today, this guy didn't wear an eye patch, and his silver-white hair hung down like soft and docile dove feathers. .
Shoko Ieiri, who has lived to this age, has never heard Satoru Gojo use his voice to say honorifics properly until today. This person is used to being the best in the world, let alone using honorifics, speak properly. It shouldn't have happened to him.
Shoko Ieiri looked at the red-haired woman moaning and groaning on top of the white-haired young man, and couldn't hide the strong feeling in her heart.
She saw "Yayoi" the cat nuzzling "Satoru Gojo"'s neck like a baby. The moment she spoke, a delicate and soft voice sounded in the quiet infirmary. It was obviously a girl's soft voice, but it made her feel Shoko Ieiri couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.
"I'm so tired." "Yayoi" hugged "Satoru Gojo"'s neck and said aggrievedly. His amber eyes were covered with mist-like water vapor, and his pitiful look looked like an aggrieved dog. Cat.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Shoko Ieiri saw "Satoru Gojo" gently touching her red head, coaxing the person on her back with a frightening and gentle and reliable adult tone, and the eyes of the sky under the sunglasses were so warm Like the lake reflecting the boundless sky in early spring, "Listen to what Miss Shoko has to say and I will carry you back."
"Yayoi" lying on "Satoru Gojo" hummed twice and rubbed his cheek twice on the skin of "Satoru Gojo"'s side neck.
Shoko Ieiri: "..."
I have nothing to say, please get out.
The cold dog food was slapped on the face coldly.
Shoko Ieiri pinched her eyebrows and took out a lollipop from her pocket. She didn't like sweets, but at this time she really needed sugar to support her shaky brain, especially after dissecting the body all night. We also have to deal with the mess caused by Satoru Gojo and his red hair.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at "Yayoi" hanging on "Satoru Gojo" like a koala, and Shoko Ieiri felt distressed. What kind of crap is this?
Shoko Ieiri opened his mouth when he saw "Yayoi" on "Satoru Gojo"'s back, and quickly interrupted what the other party was about to say, "Let me touch it, don't talk."
Shoko Ieiri held his forehead and simply scratched his head. His eyes went back and forth between his dog classmate and the little red haired boy whom he had known for many years. He took a deep breath and forcibly cheered himself up.
"You are Yayoi." The woman with thick dark circles under her eyes looked at the person wearing Satoru Gojo's shell, and then looked at the woman lying on top of him, Pika Pika blinking amber eyes like glass, " You are enlightenment.”
Satoru Gojo, wearing the Yayoi shell, clapped happily and smiled with his eyebrows curled up like a cheerful little seal, "Shoko is so smart!"
Shoko Ieiri's eyes twitched, "Explain to me first what's going on."
Satoru Gojo, wearing the Yayoi shell, lay openly on his body. His soft red hair fell off the black uniform against his soft face, and then fell on the broad shoulders of a man. His smiling eyebrows were as cunning as a cat. , and also like a fox in ancient stories that turns into a beautiful woman to seduce travelers.
Shoko Ieiri feels that letting Satoru Gojo out now will bring disaster to the country and the people and poison the majority of male compatriots.
The leaves outside the glass window fell very slowly, and the slightly hot wind stirred the thin leaves, and the veins and textures on the leaves were clearly visible.
"That mantra is called the Three-Time Buddha." "
The slender fingers wrapped around a strand of bright red hair and twisted it gently. The smooth hair was tangled around the fingers, and the red-haired woman smiled with her eyebrows crooked.
Yayoi swore that he had never smiled so brightly on his face in his entire life.
Yayoi listened to Satoru Gojo explaining the situation in her shell, and she added a few words from time to time. Satoru Gojo was super excited to explain the cause and effect to Shoko Ieiri. Shoko Ieiri, who had been listening to him for so long, only knew two things. thing.
1. There were supposed to be three Buddha statues in the cursed object, but only two Buddha statues were recovered, and one of them was missing.
2. The rest is unclear. In short, after waking up, I looked like a bird. The only thing that is certain is that it has something to do with the two Buddha statues.
Shoko Ieiri has never felt so bad in her life.
"Then what? What did the Soma family say?"
"Souma's family?" Satoru Gojo looked at Yayoi's harmless face, confused and innocent.
"This is the family where you recovered the cursed items!" Shoko Ieiri wanted to pry open this guy's brain and see what the hell was inside!
"The old man swore that he had nothing to do with it, and the people around him didn't seem to know anything about it," Satoru Gojo said.
Everyone in their profession knows that, excluding all kinds of factors, "curses" are something that cannot be promised easily. The curses of a spellcaster can be fatal. Although the old man was not given a complete explanation of the situation, but he could not If you lie on the premise of lying, the price you pay is your life.
He doesn't seem like someone who has the courage to risk his own life to achieve his goals, so the probability of the old man lying is very low.
After the excitement was over, the expression on Satoru Gojo's face tightened, and he lay on Yayoi's shoulder aggrievedly, and slumped down. It was very different from the excitement just now, and he kept moaning and saying that it hurt. He nuzzled into the crook of Yayoi's neck, not feeling any psychological discomfort at all because it was his own body.
Shoko Ieiri paused and looked up and down at Satoru Gojo, who was wearing a Yayoi shell. He found that he had a black coat tied around his waist. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the man was wearing it again.
"What's wrong with him?" Shoko Ieiri decided to ask Yayoi, who was wearing Satoru Gojo's shell. The other person was not wearing a uniform. Shoko Ieiri immediately understood that the coat was wrapped around Satoru Gojo's waist.
Yayoi paused.
Shoko Ieiri watched with stomachache as Yayoi used Satoru Gojo's face to make an expression that an honest person would have.
"These few days are my menstrual period."
Shoko Ieiri: "..."
I understand.
"Yayoi, it hurts~" Satoru Gojo groaned.
"I'll go back and make some brown sugar water for you right away. It won't hurt you after you drink it." Yayoi said softly.
Shoko Ieiri: "..."
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The author has something to say:
Shoko Ieiri: Something is wrong, but nothing seems wrong.
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