The day when I was favored by my brothers

The character of Gojo Satoru when he was a boy was almost completely different from the Gojo Satoru Xiao Mo knew.

For example, he never smiles, and always puts on a paralyzed face, disdainful of everything, as if everyone in the world owes him five million.

For example, he speaks very little. Even when fighting with others, he can hit them to pieces with just a few words. Finally, he adds a condescending and contemptuous look, which doubles the lethality.

Xiao Mo was lucky enough to go to the training ground of the Gojo family and watch the young boy Satoru Gojo fight with those magicians.

——Obviously he was a highly respected magician in his thirties or forties, but he was knocked down by Gojo Satoru within a single blow. The latter had no respect for his elders, and stood quietly with his arms folded on his chest, speaking slowly.

He uttered one sentence: "So weak."

In fact, this is not a sarcasm, but a sincere emotion from his heart.

——This is probably the unique way of thinking of geniuses.

He didn't worry at all that his sarcasm would offend others. He glanced at Xiao Mo, who was staying where he was, and motioned for her to follow him.

The little hairy ball was walking behind Gojo Satoru - she had actually been here for several days, but she still had no clue of returning to the original world. Not only could she not find the bed she had slept on before anywhere,

Even though I have a big millstone, I can't get in touch with my brother and the others.

Because she really had nowhere to go, she would change from dog to human, and from human to dog from time to time. In order to avoid being captured and sliced ​​up for study by unscrupulous people when she was out in the open, she had no choice but to make peace with where she came and temporarily settled in the Gojo family.

.

So far, except for Gojo Satoru, all the clan members thought she was just a puppy adopted by the young master.

Moreover, although she was very, very reluctant to admit it, Xiao Mo felt quite relieved to see her dead companion still alive in front of her, and even a little open.

Although he has a bad temper and is quite difficult to get close to, he is still the Gojo Satoru he once was.

When they reached the corner where no one in the family was, Xiao Mo returned to his human form, subconsciously pursed his lips and held the boy's clothes, and whispered:

"...That, there is a person with a strange smell on the roof over there."

"I know, it's just a curser."

The young boy Gojo Satoru seemed to be indifferent to everything - because in his eyes, everyone except him was too weak, too weak to be worthy of his direct gaze.

"Why did the Curse Master come here?" Xiao Mo asked again.

"There are rumors that my appearance will break the balance of the magic world. From time to time, there will be inexplicable guys offering high bounties. If you kill me while I am still a child, you can get a huge bounty."

Xiao Mo was stunned.

She didn't expect that Gojo Satoru actually had such a past. After all, he always appeared in front of her as an optimistic person who did whatever he wanted and had nothing to do.

"Just ignore it." The young man said in a calm and nonchalant tone: "They are too weak. If they dare to take action, I will kill them."

As if to prove his words, he used the spell power on his body to breathe out the sharp breath, and looked at the top of the building with an expressionless expression - Xiao Mo, with her excellent eyesight, saw that person.

The old woman who was a curse master was so frightened that she fell to her knees with a thud. She could no longer hold the string of beads in her hand, and she was trembling. Her expression was as frightened as if she had seen a ghost.

Xiao Mo: "..."

Well, it seems that Gojo Satoru is right, this Curse Master really seems to have no lethality.

The curser on the other side has been frightened by the genius boy's look and decided to wash her hands - the boy's look alone can make her inner heart shake like this. If she is really ready to take action, she may be an old man now.

All were torn apart.

Xiao Mo's steps became brisk, and she tried to catch up with Gojo Satoru: "Then today's training is over, where do you plan to go?"

It was said to be training, but in fact it was just Gojo Satoru unilaterally beating up other conjurers.

"...I don't know."

Recently, there has been no mission to exorcise the cursed spirits that requires him to show up. Most of the time, Gojo Satoru is wandering around and in a daze - he doesn't like to be followed wherever he goes, so all the clansmen who were following him before are now gone.

Gone.

"Have you never gone outside to play?" Xiao Mo was very surprised: "Human children of this age should stay with children of similar age and have a lot of fun."

"...No." Gojo Satoru showed his disgust expressionlessly, and said bluntly: "That's disgusting."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Has anyone ever warned him that if he talks like this, he will really get beaten when he goes out?

Although no one can beat him.

So how did the current Gojo Satoru become what he will become in the future?

Xiao Mo was puzzled and followed Gojo Satoru around, leaving the clan gate unknowingly.

Gojo Satoru took her to the door of a sweets shop.

Xiao Mo witnessed the whole process of Gojo Satoru turning around like he was flipping through a book. She saw the kid in front of her who had always had a stinking face soften his expression, took out his money bag, lay down in front of the snack cabinet, and blinked his watery eyes: "

Mother-in-law, I want this, this, and this."

He rarely used honorifics, and at the same time, Xiao Mo discovered that this guy was all referring to sweets.

Good guy, sooner or later he will lose all his teeth and develop diabetes and high blood sugar.

"Okay, okay." The shopkeeper was an old woman with a gentle and kind smile. She answered Gojo Satoru with a smile. She accepted the small banknotes and then turned around and started to make change: "I'd better take it back with you this time.

Do you want your younger siblings to eat together?"

"Um."

Xiao Mo: ...go ahead and lie to the devil. He still has his younger brothers and sisters. This guy obviously stuffed all the sweets into his mouth in one day.

But she was quite surprised that the impolite bad boy could rarely have such a side, acting like a polite and ordinary boy next door in front of her mother-in-law.

While thinking, the old woman looked at her again with a smile: "Is the little girl Satoru's friend?"

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, then nodded stiffly.

Gojo Satoru turned around and mouthed "Liar, you are obviously a dog" to his mother-in-law from an angle that she could not see.

The young man seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly the corners of his mouth raised a little, "But, dogs are man's best friends, so I guess what you said is right."

There were veins popping out of Xiao Mo's forehead. She, who was usually very good-tempered, could be ignited by this dog anytime and anywhere. She wanted to rush forward and give this brat a whole set of combo punches.

But facing her kind-hearted mother-in-law, she had no choice but to continue laughing.

After her mother-in-law packed the snacks and left the store, Xiao Mo rushed at him with all her teeth and claws, but was dodged dexterously.

"I said, your taijutsu is too weak." Gojo Satoru frowned: "Are you really a monster in the form of an animal? You are so weak, are you really not going to be beaten to the ground by an Onmyoji?

?What do you rely on to survive like this?"

"Shut up! I am a monster who has been taught by the most powerful Onmyoji in the world!" Xiao Mo almost cried with anger.

"...?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows: "You're not going to tell me that you are Abe Seimei's shikigami, are you?"

"No, I am Mr. Qingming's sister!"

She didn't lie, because it was Mr. Seimei who told her to call him brother, and Mr. Seimei gently told her before leaving that if she wanted to, she could return to Heian Jing at any time, because it was already her home.

"Pfft." Gojo Satoru seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke. He covered his stomach and muttered "puff puff" for a long time. After Xiao Mo's face turned red with anger, he pointed out the meaning behind her words in a leisurely manner.

Loophole: "Everyone says that Onmyoji Abe Seimei is a white fox, but you are a dog demon with a different clan. How can he be your brother?"

"He is my brother!" Xiao Mo was so angry that he stomped his feet: "And I also have a very strong brother, who can definitely beat you to the ground!"

Gojo Satoru's response to her was to laugh even louder, as if he was mocking this little monster for its childish talk, being able to say all big things casually, and say whatever came to mind.

"I didn't lie to you, everything I said is true!" Xiao Mo frowned.

"Well, okay, just think what you said is true."

"It's really true!"

"Well, what's a good place to start eating next? Qiqianwu on the corner of the street has delicious red bean steamed buns. I want to buy another red bean steamed buns."

"Don't ignore me!" Xiao Mo's expression was so fierce that he was furious: "Eat, eat, eat, all you want to do is eat all day long!"

Suddenly, the boy stuffed a chocolate bar into her mouth at lightning speed, and all the words she said next turned into "woo woo woo".

"Just think of it as a reward for feeding me those weird things that day." Gojo Satoru yawned.

Liar! This brat obviously just wants to stuff her mouth with something!

Little by little, Xiao Mo's eyes filled with tears. She thought of Wu Tiao Satoru, who had been relatively patient with her before and would still conscientiously coax her after bullying her. Unknowingly, she started to cry again.

Feeling wronged.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

The boy's footsteps paused slightly, and he took a step back, his tone seemed a bit unbelievable: "Isn't it? Are you going to cry again?"

How could there be such a child in the world who cries easily? And as a monster, she is probably older than him, right? And he clearly did nothing just now and gave her his favorite snack.

"Is it really that unpalatable?" Gojo Satoru frowned: "It's so unpalatable that you'll cry?"

At that time, the young man who brought her back from the Ogata family also brought a bowl of steaming omelette rice in front of her. Seeing her looking at the food with tears in her eyes, he seemed a little overwhelmed and hesitated.

Ask her, "Does it taste so bad that it makes you cry?"

He seems to have never been good at dealing with girls crying in front of him, neither when he was young nor later.

"...it's not bad to eat."

After the little girl finished saying these words aggrievedly, a tear that had been holding on for a long time rolled down.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

He lowered his head and looked aggrieved like a little quail, as if he had been bullied.

And he was very surprised, why did the girl in front of him cry so easily? Or was it because she was a dog demon that she cried easily?

"If you continue to cry, I will leave and leave you here. Later, a curse master will come and take you away to stew dog broth." Gojo Satoru threatened.

Three seconds of silence.

——Then, after a "woof" sound, the crying became even fiercer.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Ah, it's so troublesome. It's even more troublesome than the task of exorcising special curse spirits. She is obviously taller than him and looks older than him. Why is she so smart and even more childish than a child? It's really troublesome.

Monster.

In order to scare her, Gojo Satoru, who had walked half a street, stopped, let out a long sigh, and turned back.

Why did he have to pick up a sentimental dog from home without thinking like this a few days ago?

But after all, he picked up the dog himself, and he couldn't just sit back and ignore it.

"...What do you want?" He rubbed his temples and asked stiffly.

The poor little boy, whose eyes were blurry with tears, twitching and hiccupping, replied intermittently: "You... you carry me."

In the past, Gojo Satoru was very tall. He would often take advantage of his height to lift her up high and have fun throwing her in the air. Although most of the time it would make Xiao Mo cry, and then he would receive Xia.

You Jie’s Iron Fist of Justice Sanctions.

However, occasionally, when Gojo Satoru wasn't being a bitch, he would carry her on his shoulders normally.

He is as tall as his brother, and when you sit on his shoulders, your field of vision becomes very far away.

But when Xiao Mo finished her request, Gojo Satoru's expression suddenly became quite strange. He looked at the little girl who was at least half a head taller than him and hesitated: "...are you kidding me?"

"..."

"...Ah, I know, carry it, carry it, right?"

Gojo Satoru, the genius boy who was recognized as the strongest in the future in the magic world and was so pulled, actually squatted down with his back to the girl and motioned for her to lie on his back.

Unexpectedly, her weight is not heavy, as light as a feather, and she can be carried easily.

But the young man had a cold face and frowned the whole time, and what he said was: "I'm dead again."

Tears trickled down his shoulders.

"You're such a stupid monster and so weak. God knows how you survived to this day safely."

"The sound when I cry is noisy, like children's shoes that scream when I step on them, making a squeaking sound."

Xiao Mo never knew that Wu Jiao Satoru, who was still young, could be so venomous. After being ridiculed several times, the anger in her heart finally defeated her grievance and sadness. She opened her mouth wide and bit the boy's thin shoulder hard.

——But this time the boy did not reach out and pinch her face to stop her mercilessly.

Although he felt a slight pain in his shoulder, Gojo Satoru's stiff expression relaxed a lot.

Ah, after blocking her mouth in a different way, the world finally became quiet.

"Do you still want to eat red bean steamed buns?"

"..."

"say."

"...I want to eat omelette rice."

"good."