Chapter 126 Jumping into the pool
Yayoi has always known little about the affairs of the Yusan family.
Satoru Gojo rarely takes the initiative to talk to Yayoi about the Gojo family, but Yayoi heard Ijichi roughly say that people born with six eyes are destined to be the head of the Gojo family. As this generation of six-eyed Satoru Gojo is the representative of the Gojo family. , his stance and actions are equivalent to those of the Gojo family. The Gojo family is a force with Satoru Gojo as the core.
Satoru Gojo is famous for his wanton behavior in the world of magic. Apart from taking down a group of high-level officials, he has done everything he should and should not do. After that, he became the head of the Yu San Family.
He is lawless and uncontrollable, and as this person is the most powerful conjurer in modern times, it is inevitable that he will be feared by others.
There is a strange saying in the magic world - the birth of Satoru Gojo broke the balance of the magic world. After the birth of the Six-Eyed Son, the situation in various places also changed. Cursed spirits appeared frequently, and even their power increased day by day.
The situation that was going to become more complicated ended up settling down after Satoru Gojo became the strongest. The activity of curse masters in various places has obviously declined. Although curse spirits will still appear frequently, in the 21st century with a huge population, it is not unexpected that a large number of curse spirits will breed.
He has become a strange balance, standing between various complex forces, simultaneously checking and balancing curse masters and curse spirits. The Gojo family suppresses the other two families except the Gosan family. Satoru Gojo restricts the modern curse world to the point of decay. The top management of the root department.
The magic world, which was in chaos inside and out, maintained a relatively stable situation.
It is not difficult to imagine that if something bad happens to Satoru Gojo one day, this mess will collapse directly.
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The head of the Zenin family, Naobito Zenin, the father of Naoya Zenin, was beaten twice after his son Naoya Zenin scored twice. The person who beat him was still the same person. The other person was the wife of the head of the family who suddenly appeared in the Gojo family. He immediately called Masamichi Yaga. Visit Tokyo Conjuration College.
Although this old man's reputation in the magic world is not as exaggerated as that of Satoru Gojo, he is also known to be bohemian.
I didn’t seem to have much desire to make money for my unlucky son who lost a fight outside. When the old man entered a high school, he first sneaked all the way to the school canteen and emptied out all the canned drinks in the vending machine, making a mess. The can was stuffed into the arms of the attendant who insisted on following him, and the old man unzipped the tab of the beer can.
Before coming to the reception room, the old man passing by the playground also met Maki Zenin. After leaving home, his niece seemed to be much more cheerful than when she was at Zenin's house. Her strength seemed to have grown by leaps and bounds, and she also had an unconscious expression on her lips. Out of joy and smile.
Maki Zenin, who has five senses strengthened by the sky and the curse, immediately noticed someone. She turned around and saw a dead old man standing on the roadside, and that dead old man was one of the people she least wanted to see.
The dead old man had the expression of a decadent drunkard, and Maki Zenin, the eldest sister from a high school, had no expression on her face and threw the long stick in her hand without thinking.
The old man didn't change his expression. The stick rubbed his face and then hit the ground. It sank into the concrete pavement behind him and spread like a spider web.
The attendant holding the messy wine jar was so frightened that he almost scolded him, but was stopped by the owner's dismissive gaze.
"What are you doing here?" Maki Zenin's face smelled terrible.
Naobito Zenin burped and his eyes fell on the other two people on the playground, to be precise, a person and a panda.
——The descendants of the Inumaki family, a family of spellcasters, and the mutated cursed skeleton created by Masamichi Yaga.
The gaze only lasted for a short time, and the old man withdrew his gaze and said without changing his face: "My son was beaten."
Maki Zenin raised her eyebrows and seemed to be in a much better mood, "Which hero did this?"
Not to mention any of Zenin's direct sons, the only one who would make him come to the high school with great fanfare is Naoya Zenin who can cause trouble everywhere.
"Hiccup—" The old man burped with a big mouth, and Maki Zenin took two steps back in disgust.
The old man slapped his mouth and said, "Gojo's family."
"Satoru?" Maki Zenin spoke subconsciously, and then suppressed the thought, "No, if it is Satoru, the circle of friends should not be so peaceful."
"It's not Satoru Gojo, it's his wife." The old man opened a wine can without expression and poured tons of wine into his mouth.
Maki Zenin: "..."
As expected of Satoru's wife, she did such a beautiful job.
"Satoru Gojo actually has a wife." Naobito Zenin, who had finished drinking for himself, wiped a handful of the wine on his lips, and the corners of his mouth dropped. "That kid with a face full of loneliness actually has a wife."
Maki Zenin raised his eyebrows. Satoru Gojo is indeed an idiot with eye patches, frivolous and unreliable. This is a fact, but, there are some "facts" that only Tokyo Magic High School and a student of Satoru Gojo himself can tell. of.
"Show some shame, old man. No matter how unreliable Satoru is, his face is prettier than yours." Maki Zenin twitched the corner of her lips, "Otherwise, the red-haired man from Tokyo Conjuring High School can still like him?"
Pang Da scratched his face and said in a low voice, "There is no need to trust me and insert a knife."
Toge Inumaki nodded, "Salmon."
"The direction of the reception room is over there." Maki Zenin pulled out the stick from the ground and pointed the long stick at the vermilion torii gate not far away, "Go quickly, I don't want to waste time on you. "
The old man asked for trouble and was not angry. He burped and said the very contemporary "Three Buttons".
Maki Zenin: "..."##
If she hadn't been unable to defeat him, she would have taken advantage of it long ago.
#死老头.
"This is the head of the Zenin family." Black and white Yuangun looked at the direction the old man left, and the golden light fell on the light-colored feather fabric on the old man's shoulders. "It's different from what I imagined."
Maki Zenin pursed her lips, her drooping eyelashes covering her pupils, "Ignore him."
"Big mustard."
On the other side, I felt the toge inumaki of the mobile phone vibrated in the pocket, and took out the mobile phone, opened the mobile phone screen, and opened the newly posted dynamics of Satoru Gojo. , the following is also accompanied by Satoru Gojo’s heart-wrenching and adding insult to injury hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
"This is the trunk of the car, right?" Panda looked at the photo on his phone and murmured, "Yayoi looks quite innocent... I didn't expect that he would do such a thing."
People cannot be judged by their appearance.
"Well done." Maki Zenin added insult to injury without hesitation, as if throwing another stone at the bottom.
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The sparse golden sun fell from the gaps between the lush branches and leaves. The autumn sunshine fell warmly on the skin, and an indescribable feeling of laziness filled the whole body.
The wind carries the coolness of autumn and rushes through the mountains. The flowing water rolls through the yellow leaves and ripples circle after circle on the river. The vermilion pontoon casts a thin shadow on the sparkling river. .
Yayoi smelled the strong smell of alcohol. The gray-haired old man was slumped on the sofa in the conference room like a boneless snake. His narrow eyes were slightly drunk, and his slender mustache was stained with alcohol. liquid.
The attendant next to him was holding a mess of wine bottles, with an expression on his face that he was about to cry.
The other old man sitting on the same sofa as the old man was very different from him. He sat upright, his hair was tied high into a ponytail, his eye sockets were sunken, and the expression on his face was cold and hard from beginning to end.
Yayoi paused, then crossed the threshold as if nothing had happened, "Sorry, I'm late."
The drunken old man waved his hand and let out a loud burp, "It's okay... burp... little girl... sit down, sit down... burp!"
The smell of alcohol almost hit the face of Masamichi Yaga who was sitting on the sofa opposite. Even an honest person like him felt very fucked up in his heart.
Masamichi Yaga opened his mouth and wanted to introduce these two to Yayoi, but was interrupted by the ponytail old man's words.
The pony-tailed old man next to the drunken old man frowned, his eyes became fierce, and he reminded the drunken old man, "Brother, women have no right to sit with us."
As soon as he finished speaking, even Masamichi Yaga couldn't help but frown.
A strange silence fell in the air, as cold as ice water falling on a person's skin, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol, until a slap fell on the ponytail old man's shoulder.
"Don't be so old-fashioned, fan." The drunken old man patted the pony-tailed old man on the shoulder vigorously. The force was so strong that it made people wonder if he was deliberately trying to break the person's bones.
The pony-tailed old man was about to say something, but was interrupted by the next words.
"This is your family's rule. You just have to abide by it." Yayoi said calmly, "I have never heard of such a rule."
"Is this the tutor of the Gojo family?" The pony-tailed old man's tone was as cold as his expression, and his cold gaze was like a knife cutting into the skin.
"This has nothing to do with the Gojo family." Yayoi said, "You like to demand others in your own way, but there is no need for me to demand myself in your way."
"What you think has nothing to do with me." Yayoi said.
The expression of the pony-tailed old man was distorted for a moment, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like tiny snakes. A second before the loud scolding started, the drunken old man's hand was placed on it again. This time, the weight was even heavier than before. , like a mountain pressing on my shoulders.
"Fan." The old drinking man held the can in his hand with an expressionless face.
The pony-tailed old man frowned even more tightly and reluctantly shut up.
After the brief confrontation, both parties restrained themselves tacitly. Yayoi sat on the sofa opposite the two old men. Under the strange eyes of the pony-tailed old man, he listened silently to the conversation between the two parties. Most of the time, Masamichi Yaga While talking, she silently began to figure out the identity of the person opposite.
The old man who likes to drink is called Naobito Zenin. He is the current head of the Zenin family and the father of the annoying Naoya Zenin who she beat up. The pony-tailed old man next to him is his younger brother, Zenin Fan.
From the moment they met, the attitude of the pony-tailed old man Zenin Fan was contemptuous. This kind of contempt was not Naoya Zenin's contempt that others would be treated as trash, but deliberate contempt, implying in his heart that the other party was not worth it. The person who mentioned it, the shadow hidden under this contempt was enough to make him run away in confusion.
It was like seeing someone through her.
He raised his head high, mocked that person, despised that person, couldn't wait to deny this person, and denied the lingering fear that remained in his soul.
At first, the content was just some simple greetings, and then they talked about the recent exchange meeting. When he heard the names of the two sisters Maki and Zhenyi, Zenin's expression twisted for a moment, as if what these two names were... It’s the same shame that I don’t want to face.
Yayoi felt his fist harden with an expressionless expression.
"Little girl, your maternal ancestor's surname is Kawabata?"
Yayoi, who was suddenly called, looked up, looking a little dazed, so dazed that Naobito Zenin felt that his son was a fool to be beaten twice by such a red-haired man who didn't seem to be very smart. It was so severe that it required Shoko Ieiri's reversal surgery twice.
"Yes." Yayoi said calmly.
"Then you know?" Naobito Zenin narrowed his eyes, looking like an old fox.
Masamichi Yaga's brows twitched unconsciously, and an ominous premonition came to his brows.
"The Kawabata family is a branch of the Zenin family." The expression on Naobito Zenin's face suddenly became serious. The old man and the pony-tailed old man Zenin were sitting together, and they finally looked like brothers.
Masamichi Yaga's heart twitched hard, and the corner of his eye fell on Yayoi, and he suddenly realized that he was waiting for her here.
"It can be said that your mother is from the Zenin family." Naobito Zenin made the final decision.
Yayoi tilted his head as if he didn't understand at all, "Oh."
Masamichi Yaga: "..."
Naobito Zenin: "..."
Zenin fan: "..."
Oh what? You should be shocked!
"Don't you have any other ideas?" As if he didn't care, the old man took out another can of wine from the attendant's arms, pulled the tab, and poured it down, but the corner of his eye fell on Yayoi without leaving a trace. face.
"My mother's surname is Kawabata, not Zenin." Yayoi corrected him.
"The Kawabata family is a branch of the Zenin family." Naobito Zenin put down the wine jar and reminded him.
"But my mother's surname is not Zenin." Yayoi frowned, confused. Her mother's surname was obviously not Zenin, so why did this old man insist on saying that her mother was a member of the Zenin family? "Don't all members of the Zenin family have the surname Zenin?" Isn’t my mother’s last name Zenin?”
"People with the blood of the Zenin family are all members of the Zenin family." The old man suddenly felt a little tired, "For example, Megumi Fushiguro."
"Then why are you talking to me?" The old man meant no harm, and Yayoi didn't mind saying a few more words to him.
The old man is annoying her with going around and around like this. Her surname is not Zenin, but you have to say that her mother is a member of the Zenin family.
Hongmao thought about it again. The old man seemed to have said something outrageous just now.
"Is Hui a member of the Zenin tribe?" Yayoi's eyes trembled, "Gojo clearly said that Hui is his son!"
Smelly old man, I misjudged you. You actually want to steal your son from our cat!
Naobito Zenin: "..."
Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? ! And why did Megumi Fushiguro, a man named Fushiguro, suddenly become Satoru Gojo's son? ! Don't you even ask Shi'er for his opinion? !
He is not so sinister as to break up a young couple, and with the character of the current head of the Gojo family, even if the other party is a real Zenin, it probably won't have much impact. Satoru Gojo has never cared about his origin, even if he is His father was Megumi Fushiguro, who almost killed him back then. Wasn't he also adopted by him?
Maybe it was the bad nature of the Gosan family that was at work. The old man said it intentionally or unintentionally to see the reaction of the woman who had the courage to marry Satoru Gojo.
He thought about all kinds of reactions, including dismissive and shocked, but he never thought about the scene in front of him. Even the head of the Zenin family, who was over seventy years old, felt like he wanted to turn the table over.
"There is nothing good about the Zenin family, otherwise why would Megumi's father give him the surname Fushiguro." Yayoi curled his lips and told the truth.
She is used to hearing Megumi Fushiguro, so of course she thinks Fushiguro is a good surname, and the Zenin family has always given her a very bad impression, especially those represented by Naoya Zenin.
Naobito Zenin: "..."
Naobito Zenin feels that this red-haired guy is much more difficult to deal with than Toji Fushiguro back then, in every sense of the word.
Masamichi Yaga: "..."
Wu, please take care of your wife.
People's teachers who are over middle age have never missed their students as much as they do today.
"That man is a worthless waste." Zenin's cold voice suddenly sounded in the reception room.
Yayoi's eyes darkened, and when his amber eyes came into view again, they felt completely different from the one just now. They were like eternal glaciers, silently exuding a chilling chill.
Masamichi Yaga's heart skipped a beat.
"Bound by heaven and curse, what about the gifted physical fitness?" Zenin narrowed his sunken eye sockets and looked straight at Yayoi, as if he was talking to someone through her, "Magician Through the power of magic and years of fighting, you can also be strengthened. Every magician will have the power you have. "
"It's worthless." Zenin said conclusively, "Whether it's that man back then, Maki, or you, they're worthless."
The afternoon sunlight was neatly cut by the shoji windows and reflected on the floor.
The branches close to the window frame shook off slightly curled yellow leaves, and the rustling wind was mixed with the chirping of birds.
"I understand, you are a waste." Yayoi said, his tone colder than ever.
Masamichi Yaga: "..."
Naobito Zenin: "..."
How did you come to this conclusion? !
"You have been beaten before," Yayoi said. "Only those who are beaten until they are unable to fight back and do not admit their defeat can be so miserable."
The old wounds were harshly opened, and words were like a sharp knife, cutting hard on the heart.
Zenin Fan's expression was extremely distorted for a moment, and veins popped out in the hand resting on the handle of the knife at his waist, "You need a lesson."
"You need a good beating," Yayoi continued.
Masamichi Yaga covered his face in pain, knowing in his heart that even if he tried to adjust, it would be useless. Both sides had stepped on each other's weak points, and it would be impossible not to fight.
Naobito Zenin next to him didn't have much intention to stop his younger brother, and was still pouring himself wine.
His younger brother has always thought highly of himself. In this regard, Naoya Zenin is quite like his uncle.
When Satoru Gojo strode his long legs and hummed a tune, walking along the corridor and passing by shoji doors that flashed one after another, the soles of his shoes made a series of thumping sounds.
The door to the reception room already appeared in the field of vision. The thought of seeing his wife soon and ignoring the bad old men opposite made the big white cat feel happy.
However, the next moment, an unknown object broke out of the reception room. The buildings of the Conjuring College are mainly traditional wooden houses. Most of the beams and walls are made of wood. Such buildings are facing the challenge of being demolished. For a contrived magician, this is a tragedy.
The wooden door let out a loud scream, the door frame broke, and sawdust mixed with the dust poured out, making people's throats feel itchy.
The unknown object smashed directly into the wall opposite the door, and cracks like spider silk spread along the depression, like vines growing wantonly, wrapping around the beams.
There was a creak, and the beams made a crumbling sound.
Someone walked out from the crowds of people, with red hair that seemed to be spilling red ink.
"You are very weak." His wife looked down at the old man who smashed into the wall, her lips moved slightly.
Satoru Gojo was shocked and clutched his chest. He was so handsome by his wife.
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Dhivi people: completely forgot about their son, hiccup, ton ton ton——
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