The day when I was favored by my brothers

Xiao Mo raised her head hard, blinked her watery eyes and looked at the boy in front of her, and gently pulled the boy's clothes with her cute pink claws, trying to move him in this deliberately cute way.

——After all, even Mr. Dazai, who is not a dog sect, has said it himself, there is no human being in the world who can refuse her innocent gaze attack after transforming into a canine prototype.

However, the young boy Gojo Satoru just watched her performance with a blank expression and did not give any reaction. Not to mention taking the initiative to hug and touch her head, he just let out a cold snort from his nose rather indifferently.

"boring."

he said.

Xiao Mo's tail that was still wagging hard fell down in an instant, and her ears turned into airplane ears. She was quite aggrieved - after all, she finally saw the dead Gojo Satoru through some unknown opportunity.

, As a result, not only did the guy not recognize himself at this time, he also had a stinky personality and was not gentle at all.

Gojo Satoru ignored the cute puppy making a grunting sound in its throat, because at this moment, his attention was entirely on the vibrating "spell tool" in his hand.

As a "genius", Gojo Satoru never bothered to pay attention to things that he was not interested in, but the charm vibrating tool in front of him actually made him quite interested.

It can be said that it is a cursed tool, but the power contained in its blade is completely different from the cursed power.

It's not a magic tool, it can't be just an ordinary sword.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly and tentatively injected some of his own curse power into the blade. Suddenly, the vibrating knife made a violent trembling sound, even accompanied by bursts of buzzing, as if it could not withstand the curse power.

.

Gojo Satoru looked a little regretful and was about to stop, but because his attention from just now until now was entirely focused on the vibration sword, he was caught off guard and fell to the ground by a figure rushing towards him.

There was a loud bang, and he fell to the ground with his back facing down, with a very large guy pressing on him.

That guy didn't have any magic power or even aura on his body, and he rushed forward as fast as a beast. No wonder he hadn't realized it before.

The boy's face was still paralyzed, and he didn't show any anger at all because of the fall. He just looked quietly at the angry blond girl above his field of vision who had a red face.

Her eyes are different from the six eyes she was born with. They contain bright light, pure and dazzling. Through those eyes, you can see thousands of stars.

"You, you, you, you, you -" Xiao Mo pressed the boy's shoulders and shook him, glaring at him angrily, saying "you, you, you" for a long time, but in the end, he could only hold back one sentence: "You...

Big bad guy!"

Why did he suddenly do something with her sword? Didn't anyone in the world teach him not to touch other people's things? It would be fine if it was just an ordinary sword, but this is a sword for the gods.

!I don’t know what problems may arise if the magic power is suddenly injected into it.

Gojo Satoru didn't have the slightest reaction to the words she had learned all her life to use to kill people. He just continued to remain quiet and looked at her without saying a word.

Xiao Mo suddenly felt helpless as if he had punched cotton.

She pursed her lips and stared at the bratty kid in front of her: "That's my knife! You can't do that to him!"

Gojo Satoru finally gave her some response. He blinked slowly, his long silver eyelashes slightly drooping, like snowflakes falling in the mid-air in winter.

When he doesn't speak, the face of this childish young man is simply too well-behaved.

‌As soon as he opened his mouth, what he said was: "...Oh."

Xiao Mo: "..."

She became even more angry and pounded the ground with her little fists: "That's why I said, he is my knife!"

"Yes, I understand." The young man's tone did not change and he replied calmly.

"You have to apologize to me!" Xiao Mo was almost furious: "You wanted to take my knife away without my permission!"

"Didn't take it away."

"But I just saw you with the oppressive spell on him!"

"Yes." Gojo Satoru calmly looked back at the almost furious girl in front of him. After admitting without hesitation, he added: "I didn't take it away."

"Then you touched him without permission, and you have to apologize!"

"don't want."

The boy turned his cute face sideways, and the words he spoke and his indifferent attitude made people so angry that they almost exploded in their lungs.

"‌I apologize!" Xiao Mo grabbed his collar.

"don't want."

The angry puppy opened its mouth and was about to bite it according to its instinct, but the frowning boy raised his hand and grabbed his cheek. Gojo Satoru finally frowned and said with a displeased look on his face: "No biting."

This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. It is completely different from the big bad guy Gojo Satoru she knew before who made delicious omelette rice, could make her laugh in different ways, and could let her ride on his head and beat his head.

Xiao Mo was really angry and anxious, and at this moment, her cheek was pinched hard by a cold hand, making her unable to move, even biting the bad guy to vent her anger.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and finally she simply opened her mouth and cried out with a clear "Wow" sound.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she really missed that bad guy who only bullied her.

Now we finally meet each other again, but he has such a personality, he is an annoying little brat!

The boy Gojo Satoru's paralyzed face finally stopped. After all, this was probably the first time in his life that he saw a girl cry in front of him.

She cried so loudly that her tears were like a faucet that had been turned on, dripping down onto his hands, making them wet.

Gojo Satoru hesitated slightly and let go of the hand that had just pinched her cheek, thinking that this would stop her from crying.

But she didn't expect that this made her even sadder. It was as if the seal had been lifted, and she cried even louder. While crying, she stretched out her hands to tightly wrap around his neck, burying her head in his collar and crying.

...My inner clothes were soaked with tears.

The young boy Gojo Satoru didn't have any sympathy for her. He just felt that the girl in front of him was so annoying, crying so loudly, making noisy, and being inexplicable.

But, how can we make her noisy voice stop?

Just push her away and leave? Use a spell to threaten her to stop crying?

Is she also a conjurer? Or are there other families who want to be close to the means he created?

In the end, Gojo Satoru neither pushed her away nor threatened her, but just lay quietly on the ground with a slumped face. He watched her voice change from louder to softer, until she cried hard, and finally

He stretched out his hand, placed it on the top of her head, and touched it gently.

Families who are not magicians seem to use this method to comfort their crying children.

Xiao Mo clearly felt the movements above her head. While sobbing, she opened her eyes wide and hiccuped, looking at Gojo Satoru who still had disgust written all over his face.

A pair of furry ears suddenly appeared on her head.

The disgust on Gojo Satoru's face faded, and he pinched one of the animal ears with some confusion, then grabbed it and pulled it gently to identify the authenticity.

"...Are you that dog just now?" Gojo Satoru asked hesitantly.

Xiao Mo answered his question with action, and with a "bang" she transformed from the human form just now back to a fluffy puppy.

Gojo Satoru is not interested in dogs or people. He is a person who can transform into a dog. This is the first time I have seen him.

He had to admit...he was a little interested.

The young master of the Gojo family brought back a dog from his family.

The members of the Gojo family didn't say much about this. After all, they knew that their talented young master had an eccentric personality and often had his own thoughts. Although he had never had the idea of ​​raising an animal before, and they had never seen him do anything about it.

How do you say that small animals are patient and affectionate... As long as the young master lets them go, that's fine.

Another tribesman saw Master Wutiao talking to the dog. When he said something, the dog barked, and everyone and the dog were talking in a clear and logical manner.

The tribesmen think there is nothing wrong with this move. Although it cannot be because of childishness, maybe the young master who inherited the six eyes can really talk to dogs? Even if he can't talk, it doesn't matter, they can understand.

After all...the thinking of geniuses is always inconsistent with that of ordinary people.

Gojo Satoru didn't know such rumors among his tribe members. Although he couldn't understand the barking of dogs, the dogs could understand what he was saying and there was no obstacle to communication.

"When I ask you a question, if you say it once, it means yes, if you say it twice, it means no."

Xiao Mo: "Woof?"

Gojo Satoru nodded, feeling that the boy could be taught.

"First question, do you know me?"

called out.

"But I don't know you." He frowned slowly: "If it's not a loss of memory, it may mean... you don't know me now, but me in the future?"

Xiao Mo barked again, and she thought to herself, why didn't she realize that Gojo Satoru's mind could be so smart before?

Gojo Satoru did not continue to ask her other questions about this type of thing, nor was he curious about what he would look like in the future. He carefully cut the yokan in front of him into thin slices, tasted it with hot tea and enjoyed it, and then asked her:

“Will feeding you bones feed you?”

Xiao Mo was silent. As expected, only those who were bad enough as a child can develop the kind of character they will grow up to be.

She jumped up and took a demonstration bite of all the yokan left on the plate, swallowing it all - at the cost of the sweet yokan getting stuck in her throat and causing her whole dog to explode.

Mao, frozen on the ground unable to move.

Oh my god! How did he just eat such a sweet thing without changing his expression? Has his tongue been made of iron since he was a child?

"..." Gojo Satoru looked at the stuffed dumplings rolling around on the tatami with a look like a fool. The stuffed dumplings seemed to be stimulated, and with a bang, they turned back to their original form - wearing a gorgeous kimono, with a delicate face.

A doll-like blond girl with animal ears.

The girl looked pale and covered her throat, coughing desperately.

"Do you want..." As soon as Gojo Satoru raised his tea cup to signal, the girl rushed forward with a ferocious look on her face, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, snatched the tea cup from his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

He was still guessing whether the other party's true identity would be that kind of noble fairy, but this really broke all his illusions.

"I don't eat bones!" The girl suddenly seemed to remember something, raised her face and looked at him and shouted: "I can eat whatever you want!"

Gojo Satoru looked at the empty yokan plate, recalled her reaction just now, as if she had been poisoned, and expressed deep suspicion. Although he remained silent on his face, he was actually signaling her not to force herself.

"You should just eat dog food." said the boy Satoru Gojo with low emotional intelligence.

Xiao Mo was angry again.

Taking advantage of her slight height advantage since she was taller than him, she gritted her teeth and pushed the stinky boy to the ground, took out the snacks and sweet cakes she had stored up and stuffed them into his mouth.

My intention is to let you experience the pain I just experienced.

‌ Gojo Satoru was very satisfied with what he was being fed. The young man looked extremely well-behaved when he was silent. His cheeks were bulging as he chewed and chewed. He even gave up resisting and looked at her expectantly, as if to indicate how quickly she should tear the package apart.

Faster.

Xiao Mo: "..."

It seemed to have the opposite effect, he seemed to be enjoying it immensely.