The day when I was favored by my brothers

She has been in a stalemate with the young man in front of her for too long because of her head.

Xiao Mo felt that she should continue to waste time. Her face darkened, and she flexed her wrists, planning to be more forceful.

Unexpectedly, the young master actually turned into a living person from behind with a smile... He changed into a living person and stuffed his head directly into it: "Here, here you go, take it, you are my brother again."

"

Xiao Mo:......?

Her whole body shook like a conditioned reflex, her hands almost shook, and she immediately threw the head out of her hand again.

All of this seemed quite unreasonable and beyond her comprehension.

For example, why did the young lady put a head into her hand like she didn't care about it now? She was just pretending to be a fool from beginning to end.

‌Playing with her knowingly, do you think teasing her is fun?!

...Tsk.

Xiao Mo felt that he had been fooled.

Xiao Mo felt a little angry inside.

Although there are too many evil-minded people in this world who would play tricks on her for fun, Gojo Satoru is probably the biggest bad guy.

She was so angry that she went to Tongmo and wanted to explain things clearly to this young man.

But all he saw was that he tilted his head, smiled brightly, and waved to her with a smile: "Thank you."

The politeness in DNA made her subconsciously reply: "‌, I should be grateful..."

Hiss, she should thank a ghost.

Looking at the young girl who said that she was harmless, Xiao Mo's brows gradually wrinkled: "You... are human, right?"

"Well, yes?" the real person said with a matter-of-fact expression on his face, and even asked: "Huh...did you notice it now? Are you a little slow?"

Being so confident made Xiao Mo begin to wonder whether he had a problem or he had a problem.

‌Yes, is this world "‌ human beings" something to be proud of?

Xiao Mo stamped his foot on the spot, knowing what to reply.

"You're really funny, little pup."

Hearing this, Xiao Mo was stunned.

"Are you curious why I can tell something about you at a glance? Well... the shape of the soul can be deceiving." His eyebrows were crooked, he smiled "gently", and his figure disappeared into the night.

At the same time, he also added softly: "We will definitely meet again."

"..."

Xiao Mo felt that she didn't want to see this strange guy again at all.

What could he be?

A curse?

However, the fact that humanoid cursed spirits exist in the world is still open to question.

At least she had never heard of it from the Ogata family.

Most of the curse spirits come from the many negative emotions of human beings. They are not very beautiful in appearance, but they look completely like human curse spirits. It seems that she has never even seen a curse spirit in human form.

If something like that really happens...does it mean that these cursed spirits are becoming more powerful?

Seeing Xiao Mo's frown, Tong Mo comforted him: "No matter what troubles you encounter, you can always talk to me, my lovely sister?"

"...I‌ am your sister."

"You are shy, my lovely child."

"I really never recognized you as my brother."

"Yeah, I understand."

You got a hammer.

Although there are times when she is very grateful to the auto-brain guide, which seems to be a passive skill, the law of cause and effect... But she really doesn't think about this "brother" who is stained with countless innocent blood.

"Brother, I have seen it all. Because my sister is worried about her brother's safety, she is looking for his strong figure everywhere in the night."

you misunderstood.

"Even if you encounter such a powerful enemy, you still have no intention of backing down. Instead, you press forward step by step and order the other party to hand over your cherished brother."

Your filter is also too thick.

"It really touches me, my lovely sister."

Xiao Mo put up her beady eyes and looked at the grinding head that shed crocodile tears for her. She groaned and shook the goosebumps that appeared on her body.

His ability to automatically brainstorm strategies is truly terrifying, even more terrifying than Brother Dazai.

But right now, she seems to have no other choice but to keep this head.

Just leave it alone, it will scare passers-by, and it will be sent to a national research institution for experiments, and then his blood will be extracted, causing normal humans to be transformed into cannibals and so on...

This is the worst case scenario.

There is also the possibility that a kind-hearted sister who takes a liking to his face and sweet words will pick him up and take him home, and then be bitten by him in an unexpected way, and he will also transform into a cannibal or something...

Xiao Mo has finally seen through it.

Faced with this kind of danger and certain time bomb, she had no choice but to humiliate her ears first and carry it around her head.

Hmm, let's leave it to Xia Youjie's brother's side. After all, there's already an interrogator in jail, so another head wouldn't be too much. They'll be fine if they have something to do, ‌‌

I'm sure I can still chat a little bit.

Tong Mo, who was still chattering, never expected that his sister, whom he trusted with all his heart, was already thinking about how to deal with her as a recyclable item.

"By the way, Xiao Mo just told me that a lot of memories about the past have been lost." Tong Mo said slowly, using the compassionate tone he used when he was the leader of the cult, "It's really pitiful."

Xiao Mo's eyebrows trembled slightly, feeling that she must have discovered a little bit of Tong Mo's redeeming qualities: "You mean, you have a way to restore my memory?"

"‌, I mean, let us create new beautiful memories from now on, my lovely sister."

Xiao Mo: "..."

It's better to trouble him and die, this dirty head.

"Well, it's a joke." Tong Mo suddenly changed his tone, smiling and looking like he wanted to be beaten. Xiao Mo was shocked and wanted to throw him directly to the ground.

"So...do you still have a solution?" Xiao Mo asked.

"Well, of course there is." Tong Mo continued to persuade: "Maybe if little Murder has more contact with his brother, he can gradually recall everything we have experienced before."

Half a minute later, he looked at the deep and visible dry well in front of him and changed his words with a smile: "Well, maybe there are other ways we can discuss?"

"..."

But Xiao Mo found out that he really wanted to destroy his humanity, throw him directly into the well, and then bury him with soil.

"Do you have any last wishes?"

"Well, maybe you and your sister will enter the eternal bliss together?"

Damn it, these words seemed to trigger some strange connection, causing a scene to flash before Xiao Mo's eyes.

The Momo Tou in the picture does not appear to be a single head. His handsome head is still resting peacefully on his neck. He is also dressed in a dog-like manner, wearing a religious robe, shaking a golden fan in one hand, and holding a golden fan in the other.

He stretched out his hand and said "left hand" and "right hand" to her with a smile.

What's even more frightening is that at that time, I was forced to hand over my hand obediently under pressure.

...What about the funny dog?!

"Was I really your reborn sister before?" Xiao Mo was stunned and asked hesitantly.

"Well, that's right." Momo Tou said with sincerity on his face.

"The heavyweight, unique sister?"

"Yes, do you remember? Xiao Mo?" He looked like he was about to burst into tears: "Brother is really touched."

Although I do remember a little bit of it, it is not a good memory at all.

No matter how good-tempered Xiao Mo was, he could no longer bear it anymore.

There was a dull thud, and a grinding head fell into the bottom of the dry well.

"‌Sorry, my hand slipped."

Xiao Mo wiped his hands with a wet wipe, looked at the grinding head at the bottom of the well with disgust, and then stood up.

Although she was quite happy when she just threw it away, thinking about how she would have to go down and fish it out later made her feel uncomfortable all over.

After tossing and tossing like this, it was almost dawn.

"From now on, no matter what happens, my heart will be shaken even a little bit."

Xiao Mo sat by the well, holding his chin in his hands and remaining sluggish.

unless……

The night wind gently blew the broken hair around the ears.

Thump, thump, thump, it’s the sound of the heart beating wildly and accelerating on its own initiative.

The wild intuition of the demon race has always been much more sensitive than that of humans.

Xiao Mo seemed to have noticed something. Just when he was about to turn around suddenly, the next second he felt that his eyes were suddenly covered by a pair of hands.

"ah."

The slightly brisk smile and the familiar voice almost made tears overflow from her eyes in an instant.

"Long time ‌see you, Xiao Mo."

He still said in that voice that seemed to be satisfied with everything, indifferent, and even a little bit unbeatable:

"Q&A with prizes, guess who I am?"

After a long while, he failed to get any response, which made Gojo Satoru, who was standing behind the little girl, frown in understanding. At the same time, he noticed a trace of wetness coming from his palms.

...Eh, right?

After meeting again after a long absence, I thought of using this little prank to surprise her, but she actually cried?

Gojo realized that he was instantly at a loss.

He seems to have always been good at dealing with girls crying, especially when facing her.

...Well, after we talked, Xiao Mo actually only cried in front of him once before when we first met, right? Why was he so panicked subconsciously?

"Xiao Mo?"

Gojo Satoru knew whether he should let go at this time or continue to cover the girl's eyes, so he called out tentatively.

Not only did he not receive any response, he even felt that the palms of his hands were getting wetter and wetter, and her tears seemed to be flowing down.

this……

"..."

"……Um?"

Gojo Satoru seemed to hear Xiao Mo whispering something vaguely and clearly, but he didn't hear anything clearly.

A pair of soft little hands suddenly squeezed his palm tightly, feeling slightly cold to the touch.

The next second, the unprepared Gojo Satoru was unexpectedly thrown over his shoulder by the child who had unleashed his demonic potential.

"I, bastard Gojo Satoru! Gojo Satoru is the biggest idiot in the world!"

The world is spinning.

The moment his back touched the ground, through the pair of sunglasses he was wearing, Gojo Satoru saw the girl's blushing face and the complex expression of sadness and joy.

Well, it was obvious that Brother Xiaomo's idea was that she was not ready to see them again before, so why would she do it now...

How could he make such an expression?

As if it was his fault, it somehow made him feel guilty.

The dog-talking words that he had been prepared for, "If you answer correctly, you will be rewarded with an impeccably handsome Gojo Satoru" were all swallowed back in his stomach.

Her tears were still flowing down her cheeks, but she held on to her face and continued to look angry. She raised her fists lightly and hard, and kept knocking her fists.

‌Hit his head: "Idiot! Idiot, Idiot! Idiot, Idiot, Idiot!"

At this moment, Gojo Satoru showed 200% tolerance. When Xiao Mo's mood had almost calmed down, he slowly spoke out and reminded him in a shocking and deadly tone: "

Xiao Mo, your nose is about to run down?"

"...!"

Xiao Mo instantly retracted his fist, covered his nose, and let out a sniff.

"I'm joking with you, I didn't let it out." Gojo Satoru laughed twice, and the next second he was met with an iron fist sanction that was ‌ times more powerful.

But after two hits, Xiao Mo stopped hitting.

It was completely different from the warm scene when she reunited with Xia Youjie. She turned her head, turned her back to this guy, and snorted heavily.

"...?"

So, this is... Although I am very happy to see him, I still feel sulky?

Is this kid arrogant?

But why is she angry? Gojo Satoru has no way of understanding it based on his straight male mentality.

"You are Gojo Satoru." After holding it in for a long time, Xiao Mo suddenly said this.

"...?"

Gojo Satoru was a little amused. He tried to reach out and rub her head, but was dodged accurately.

"I am Gojo Satoru, then who am I?"

"Anyway, you must be Gojo Satoru. He is obviously dead. I saw with my own eyes that he was stabbed many times and the ground was covered with blood."

"Well, it was really just a little bit away from complete death at that time, right? If the head was completely cut off, there would be no way to recover..."

Gojo Satoru pressed Xiao Mo's head, touched his chin with his other hand, and said in a pleasant tone: "Yes, don't worry, I am the strongest, I will die so easily."

"Liar."

"……Eh?"

So what do her long-standing remembrances and condolences mean? She often places desserts and tributes in front of the tomb, hoping that Gojo Satoru's heavenly spirit can rest in peace...

Everything he does is like an idiot.

"In short, you must be Gojo Satoru." Xiao Mo covered his ears, shook his head and muttered: "You must be some bad evil spirit that occupied his body... You will be that one

Lord Tianyuan!"

Gojo Satoru felt that he was simply amused by this child's amazing brain circuits.

"What if I'm really the bad guy, the Curse Spirit, or Lord Tianyuan?" He saw the ears popping out of Xiao Mo's head, and stretched out his hand skillfully: "I'm here to catch you.

Yes, and after I capture you, you will never come back again."

"...My elder brother will beat you."

"Eh? Is this like this? It's so scary, so scary."

His sarcastic tone was really a trap for Xiao Mo. She turned her head around in anger, opened her mouth wide, and bit his ear that was touching her ear.

‌Hands calmly, and for a long time he let go.

"No matter what you think, I can confirm it." Gojo Satoru smiled and raised his eyes: "You are Xiao Mo."

Even the force of the bite and the two painful canine teeth poking into the flesh were exactly the same as before.

Moreover, he could almost understand the reason why the child was angry.

...Is that the case? Did you misunderstand that he has passed away?

This child is still the same as before, with a stubborn head. He must have been deceived and sold, and he must not be able to react.

"...Why are you sure?" She opened her mouth and asked dully when she saw the row of tooth marks on Gojo Satoru's arm.

"Because, in this world now, there are not many children as stupid as Xiao Mo."

Xiaomo:???

She jumped up angrily, stretched out her hand to scratch him and said, "You bastard!"

"Children are capable of swearing."

"Idiot! You are an idiot!"

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Still using this tone that seems to be coaxing a child, he can accurately hit Xiao Mo's anger level at all times.

So, what method can be used to calm her down now?

This child is still the same as before, small in stature. Although it seems that he has grown up a bit, he is still very delicate and petite... What's the matter? It really feels like a princess who needs to be protected?

After all, she is a real demon princess.

After thinking for a while, he still leaned down and hugged the furious little girl tightly.

"Is it okay to be angry?"

"..."

There was no grudge when hugging brother Xia Youjie, but Xiao Mo now felt awkward and a little prickly in his heart.

"I'm hugging you all of a sudden. What are you doing?" she said in a harsh tone.

"In order to make Xiao Mo believe that I am not a curse spirit, but Gojo Satoru himself."

"You're lying. If Gojo Satoru would hold me like this, he would just——"

Before Xiao Mo could finish her words, she was thrown into the air by Gojo Satoru.

First there was a feeling of weightlessness, as she was forced to fall back down due to gravity, and then she was thrown up again by him, up and down, causing her to swallow what she just said.

Now that things have happened, Xiao Mo has to admit it.

Except for Gojo Satoru himself, no one can do such a dog-fight!

"Bastard Gojo Satoru!!! I'll kill you——"

Suddenly her whole body stagnated in mid-air, and the weightless feeling that had just made her so annoying disappeared. She felt a wonderful floating feeling, just like the feeling of flying on her elder brother's body when she was a child.

"A lady can't say such a thing."

Her forehead was lightly tapped.

However, Xiao Mo only thought that this guy's rare gentleness was to pave the way for him to do something stupid next time. He still didn't calm down and said angrily: "Only for you!"

In daily life, she is obviously a dog demon with a good and gentle personality.

"Huh? Then I'm really flattered." Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and arched his eyebrows: "So, now you admit that I am Gojo Satoru?"

"..."

"If so, will you continue playing the game you just played?"

"‌‌‌!"

"It's just a joke, I lied to you."

In just ten minutes, she experienced many mixed emotions such as anger, joy, surprise, and helplessness. She was truly worthy of Gojo Satoru.

After a long time, Xiao Mo sighed.

"...The super invincible bastard liar Gojo Satoru."

"Let's just use those prefixes in front." Gojo Satoru smiled helplessly: "It's been a while, Xiaomo."