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She remembered it was summer.
The car slid leisurely along the black road, and a whirring sound passed before my eyes.
The howling wind carried the choking exhaust fumes, making her throat itchy.
Yayoi couldn't help but cough a few times.
The surrounding environment changed so much that she felt a little dazed for a while.
The sound of whistles one after another hovered under the somewhat gray sky, and the people passing back and forth were huddled together. The traffic lights on the other side were beating, and people gathered and dispersed, separated and gathered again.
Yayoi took out his phone from his pocket, turned on the screen and took a look at the time.
If the above accident didn't happen today, she could finish her things in advance and pick up Mutsuki from school.
After checking the time, Yayoi put his phone back into his pocket, looked around and found that he was standing at a crossroads.
The temperature seemed to have dropped a bit, and there was a cool autumn feeling in the wind. The mottled tree shadows hit the traffic lights opposite, and a few yellowish curly leaves peeked out from the rich shade.
Yayoi watched in a daze as the yellow leaves rolled down and fell. The strong wind caused by the speeding car pushed it all the way, making several circles in the air before landing again on the road with zebra crossings.
The chirping of cicadas in midsummer disappeared without a trace.
Nothing feels right.
People like running water were coming and going around her. She lowered her eyes and was silent for a while. Then she raised her head and saw the gray sky coming into view.
The elongated honking of cars lingered under the haze-like sky, and the sounds of small conversations were mixed together, making it extremely noisy in the ears.
Yayoi thought for a while, took out his phone and clicked on the map, trying to locate it, but found that there was no signal on his phone.
broken?
His eyes fell on the bus license plate on the sidewalk, and Yayoi stuffed his phone back into his pocket.
Her five senses are well developed, and she has an advantage in detecting enemies within a certain range that even Miss Mingming does not have, but it still cannot change her problem of not remembering the way.
The realm of the cursed spirit often cannot trap her, but the chessboard-like traffic roads in Tokyo can trap her. The most embarrassing time was after the mission was over, the auxiliary supervisor dropped the person in Tokyo, and Yayoi stood there as people came and went. Walking on the streets, I truly felt the feeling of a headless fly, and in the end I could only call for help Satoru Gojo.
It was already dark when Satoru Gojo arrived after receiving a call from his wife. Dazzling neon lights formed a large area on the streets of Tokyo, and colorful lights spilled onto the road from the store entrances.
Satoru Gojo saw his wife waiting for someone on the roadside. Her red hair looked like a lit bonfire in the dark wilderness. She might be sleepy. She was yawning.
A wife who gets lost like a child is so adorable.
Satoru Gojo spread his long legs and lifted the person up from the ground like he was lifting his daughter. He held the person in his arms and purred non-stop, mumbling incessantly. Yayoi kid, your husband is here to take you home'.
It's just embarrassing.
Yayoi glanced at the bus license plate on the side of the road. She remembered this route.
The kindergarten where Mutsuki goes to school is nearby.
For a while, she couldn't figure out the reason for the change in the surrounding environment, but Yayoi made up her mind to go to the kindergarten to pick up her daughter.
Looking back, it seemed like it had been a long time since she went to pick up Mutsuki from kindergarten. The last time she went to pick her up from school was last month.
In the past, when the couple was busy at work, such things always happened to Suguru Geto.
Yayoi followed her memory and found the kindergarten. When she stopped at the door, she noticed that the shops on the street seemed to be under renovation, and the staff were hanging new signs on them.
This time happened to be when the children were out of school. Yayoi waited at the door for a long time but didn't see his little white-haired kid run out and call his mother.
The dusk at the time of the devil is heavy, and the gorgeous rays of the sun make people's eyes dizzy. The sky is covered with clouds and clouds, which look like a magnificent tapestry.
The golden-red sunset covered the road, and only a few people were left at the entrance of the kindergarten.
The cool wind carried the yellow autumn breeze passing by, and the red silk covering the new signboard was lifted and fell by the wind.
Yayoi was stunned for a moment, she saw the words on the sign.
It is an ice cream shop. The taste and reviews of the ice cream are very good on the Internet. The business has become more and more prosperous in the past two years. Their family has also patronized it. Xiao Baimao and her parents are both sweet lovers, and the ice cream of this shop is very suitable. Their family's taste.
The opening is in the fall of 2017.
The cool autumn wind whistled, and the chill spread silently in my heart.
…
Through the glass window of the convenience store, Yayoi saw the electronic calendar on the checkout counter, which read ■month■day, 2017.
The several large-denomination banknotes in the wallet were issued in 202■. In addition, there was a certificate of employment as a teacher of the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic placed in the mezzanine, and a copy of their marriage certificate. These two items It was only done in 2018, and the person who did it for her was Satoru Gojo.
Yayoi squatted on the street, feeling desolate like the autumn wind.
The street lamps cast a warm orange light, and the black night wind whistled over the city, sweeping up the dust.
Indescribable filth filled the dark corners of the streets, ready to move towards the people passing by.
Yayoi held his chin, and his well-developed five senses naturally gathered some of the sounds around him, cursing murmurs, footsteps of people coming and going, intermittent whispers, the mess was like intertwined lines, mixed together. Together they become something like a messy ball of wool.
Yayoi stretched out his hand, secreting curse power from his fingertips. With a flick, a small curse was annihilated in the air and turned into ashes, dissipating in the vast night sky.
The light spread over the soles of the feet and filled the ravines in the road.
Yayoi held his chin, staring at the crowded crowd with his amber eyes.
When was the last time you squatted on the roadside like this?
She couldn't remember clearly, she was originally a confused redhead.
The last time she squatted on the roadside like this, she wasn't afraid at all. She knew someone would come to pick her up. Coming and going, there would always be someone coming out of the flood of people with long legs and humming. , picked her up like a child, and told her with a smile, "Yayoi kid, your husband is here to take you home," followed by a series of soft purring sounds from the cat.
Memories of the past are as beautiful as dream bubbles that can burst in front of reality in the next moment.
His vision was a little blurred by the dazzling lights, as if a thin layer of fog had fallen.
Her vision changed from blurry to clear, and Tokyo at night came clearly into her field of vision. It was noisy and bustling, but it made her feel lonely.
No cat purring, no lifting.
Yayoi held his chin and tilted his head in a daze, when a shadow suddenly fell in front of him.
The dark clothes hung in front of his eyes. The red hair obeyed his instinct and raised his head stupidly. A familiar face came into view. The corners of the other person's lips were curved, and the familiar fox eyes narrowed into two slits.
Yayoi looked at this familiar face and opened his mouth, "...Geto?"
Dressed in cassock monk robes and Gojo cassock, with dark purple pupils and narrow fox eyes, this guy is obviously Suguru Geto in 2017.
Suguru Geto paused, with a warm smile on his face, "Do you know me?"
Yayoi paused, and suddenly remembered that at this time, Suguru Geto was still the leader of a group of monkeys, leading a group of monkeys, ah, he was a disciple.
Yayoi thought for a while and said tentatively, "I am Yayoi."
Suguru Geto paused and spoke in Yayoi's way, "I am Suguru Geto."
Suguru Geto found the expression on the red-haired face even more confused.
The leader of the Panxing Sect, who was wearing a cassock monk's robe, held his knees and slowly squatted down next to her. Following her example, he held his knees and faced the fish-like crowd. His lips slowly curved, like a cunning bird. fox.
"What did you see?" Suguru Geto said warmly, his fox-like eyes narrowed into two slits.
The long-lost instinct is about to kick in, and Yayoi discovers that it is the instinct called calling the police.
#PoliceUncle I seem to have met a human trafficker.
Yayoi suppressed his alarm instinct and said honestly, "Human."
"What else?" Suguru Geto asked in a persuasive manner.
Yayoi thinks he is more like a personal trafficker.
She only knew that before returning to the high school, Suguru Geto had always been the leader of the Panxing Sect. With the purpose of "eliminating monkeys without magic and establishing a paradise for magicians", he practiced the teachings of the Monkey Sect personally.
Time is like a ruthless knife, cruelly separating the boy and the young Suguru Geto. The fifteen-year-old Suguru Geto and the twenty-six-year-old Suguru Geto are completely two people.
Love and hate are two completely opposite words, but love or loving too deeply will become the source of hate. Sixteen-year-old Suguru Geto is very pure. While pure to the extreme, being contaminated with filth seems to be inevitable. matter.
The two people squatted on the crowded street, and the patter of footsteps sounded like a sudden rainstorm.
Suguru Geto found that the red-haired person opposite was looking at him. His amber eyes were like clear lake water, reflecting the sky, the crowd of people, and his own reflection.
He was wearing a monk's cassock and a Gojo cassock, but the person reflected in his eyes was a fifteen-year-old high school student with a round head wearing a black college uniform.
He instinctively wanted to avoid those eyes.
The person he was in the past and the person he is now are two completely different people.
A familiar feeling, like an old friend returning.
Suguru Geto opened his mouth.
——Have I seen you somewhere?
The red-haired man opposite looked at him without saying anything. The elongated car horn blasted in the night wind, and the harsh sound hit his eardrums. After the noisy sound filled the air, the patter of footsteps returned again.
"It seems you don't know me." Yayoi held her chin and sighed on the roadside where people were coming and going.
"I think it's not too late to get to know each other now." Suguru Geto smiled gently and stretched out his hand politely, "Hello, I am Suguru Geto. I am currently...well, the leader of a church."
Yayoi looked at the stretched out hand. He had fair skin, neatly cut nails, and thin calluses on his hand. It was clean and tidy, very much in line with Suguru Geto's style.
Yayoi reached out and took the hand, "My name is Gojo Yayoi."
Suguru Geto's brows twitched. The surname 'Gojo' was extremely familiar to him. Is there anyone with red hair in Gojo's family?
Suguru Geto's eyes paused on Yayoi's bright red hair, and he politely held the slender and soft hand, which was not like the hand of a magician at all, and then let go.
"Do you have a family?" Suguru Geto asked.
If it's a member of the Gojo family, it will be a bit troublesome.
Suguru Geto couldn't help but think of his white-haired best friend who was a teacher at his alma mater, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.
"I have a husband, a daughter, and a younger brother." Yayoi said honestly.
Suguru Geto looked up and down at this red-haired man who looked like a JK, and had to sigh with emotion about Japan's custom of early marriage and early love.
Yayoi: “My daughter will be five years old in a few months.”
Suguru Geto: "...Congratulations."
Good guy, it’s confirmed, the man is a beast.
Satoru Gojo: Sneeze!
"But I can't find them now." Yayoi lowered his head, as frustrated as a kitten drooping its head.
Suguru Geto clearly felt that the bright red hair was drooping.
Suguru Geto smiled calmly, "Do you want to go home with me temporarily?"
Since the man is a beast and this red-haired man is a magician, he cannot sit idly by as a righteous man.
Hongmao turned his head and his eyes fell on Suguru Geto. Suguru Geto obviously felt that the other person's eyes were a little strange.
"Huh?" Suguru Geto smiled.
Yayoi considered the words and spoke carefully, "Have you said this to many people?"
Suguru Geto's brows twitched, and a bad premonition instinctively hit his brain. Even so, the expression of the leader of the Panxing Sect, who had seen many big scenes, was still as steady as an old dog.
"Isn't it right to help each other when we encounter people in need?" Suguru Geto said warmly.
Besides, you are still a magician.
Yayoi tilted his head and spoke truthfully, "I think you look like a personal trafficker."
Suguru Geto: "..."
"Next time, don't just let others follow you home." Hong Mao's expression was serious, "If someone misunderstands you, you will be arrested."
Suguru Geto, who has never been in the game at some age, realized, good guy, were you planning to send me to the game just now?
…
Although the process was very bumpy, Suguru Geto finally brought people back to Panxing Cult.
Yayoi's red hair is indeed very eye-catching. Suguru Geto's first impression of her on the street just now was also this bright hair, but she didn't react at all with the magic power. It was as if he had seen her more than ten years ago. of someone.
I thought it was another monkey without any magic skills, but I didn't expect that she directly exorcised a fourth-level curse spirit in the crowd. Her ability to manipulate the spell power was quite good, and the fleeting spell power was reflected in the exorcism. The curse spirit then dissipated without a trace.
...a magician?
He tried to communicate with her, and the familiar feeling came over him like a tide.
I've seen her somewhere.
But I can't remember it.
"Stretch out your hand." Hong Mao, who was following him, suddenly said.
Suguru Geto paused, hesitated for a moment, and slowly stretched out his hand.
Yayoi put something in his hand. When he came back to his senses, he found that it was a few candies. The small and exquisite candies were wrapped in shiny sugar paper, which was particularly cute.
"Eating sweets will make you feel better," she said.
I vaguely heard the noisy chirping of cicadas, and the wind carried a lazy breath.
Suguru Geto was stunned for a long time, thanked him with a smile, and stuffed the candy into his cassock pocket.
The long-lost sense of justice from DK more than ten years ago came over her heart, and she made up her mind to save this red-haired girl who was suspected of being JK from her beastly husband.
The author has something to say:
In Yayoi's world, her status in Brother Jie's heart is similar to her status in Senju Hashirama's heart. She is a little sister with a strange brain circuit.
Jack: Beast. (referring to Gojo the cat)
Gojo Cat:? ? ? (The one who has done nothing and is single)
The current Jie Ge is the Jie Ge before he went to high school to make harsh remarks.
Brother Jie, there is no future for righteousness, and you will be beaten into a fool by pure love. (Super loud jpg.)
Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution between 2022-05-17 20:07:05~2022-05-21 14:27:48~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Crystal 1;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 26 empty bottles; 20 bottles of Yu Yu; 5 bottles of Hanxinyue; 1 bottle of Lovelytyy, Agnes sugar, and Ye Xiu's leg pendant;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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