The day when I was favored by my brothers

"Then, let me give you a little insight, Xiao Mo."

Gojo Satoru smiled slightly: "The field unfolds - the infinite space."

This seems to be the first time that Xiao Mo has seen Gojo Satoru's domain unfold in a real sense. Although she has heard Mrs. Ogata mention it, she has never officially seen such a powerful move - you know

, when he destroyed the trash "Government of Time" before, Gojo Satoru didn't even need to use this move at all, and ended the battle simply and rudely.

As for this time, why did Gojo Satoru suddenly expand his domain...

Xiao Mo thinks he might be doing it to look cool, right?

...Well, why does Gojo Satoru want to be cool with her?

However, next, the strange feeling coming from the pavement stopped her thinking process.

She clenched Gojo Satori's wrist, her whole body stagnated in mid-air, and what she saw was like... an endless universe.

A sense of emptiness.

A sense of boundless emptiness.

It was as if, when she was in such a space, she could feel everything, but feel nothing, and understand everything, but understand nothing.

She subconsciously held the hand offered by Gojo Satoru and looked back half-asking for help.

As a result, the latter gave her a special saying from a picture book for domineering presidents: "Woman, are you satisfied with what you see?"

Xiao Mo: "..."

Xiao Mo: "???"

What a strange thing to say. She thought this guy Gojo Satoru had become serious again!

She was so angry that she slapped Gojo Satoru's hand away, but he grabbed it back in a hurry.

"...What to do?" Xiao Mo frowned slightly.

"Now that you are staying in the boundary of my domain, if you let go of your hand, there will be quite serious consequences."

Gee, pretending to be mysterious.

Xiao Mo's face was full of disgust: "What serious consequences could there be..."

"For example, if I say the word "apple" to you, your mind will repeat "apple, apple, apple, apple, apple" without any limit, and eventually your thinking will be ruined.

Gojo Satoru explained to her the function of the Infinite Space in the most understandable way.

"...My brain is not that fragile."

Xiao Mo tilted his head, but did not continue to pull away the clenched hand.

After thinking about it carefully, she frowned and looked back, only to see him staring at her unblinkingly.

...just like the look in her eyes when she saw Cup Noodles.

"What are you looking at?" Xiao Mo shrank his neck.

"Looking at you."

Xiao Mo: "...?"

"Look at the curse behind you."

Gojo Satoru threw Xiao Mo onto his shoulder in a sack-carrying posture with his backhand, and said in a relaxed tone: "One, two, three, four, five."

The wind howled by, and the feeling of weightlessness came. Xiao Mo reflexively closed her eyes tightly.

When they opened their eyes again, they had returned to the ground firmly. Seeing this, Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

She patted Gojo Satoru on the back: "What do you mean by counting just now? Did you get rid of five cursed spirits in that time?"

"Not five."

Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief, she thought to herself, no matter how powerful the strongest spellcaster in mankind is, he would not be so outrageous.

"It's five hundred."

Xiao Mo: "...?"

She opened her eyes wide and swallowed back the words she was about to blurt out.

Well, I can't say that he was bragging or anything like that.

Because Xiao Mo understands that for Wu Jiao Satoru, this seems to be possible.

"How many cursed spirits are entrenched in Yokohama now..." Xiao Mo took a breath: "Five hundred of them were exterminated in such a short period of time..."

"Well, there are five hundred in total, in the whole city." Gojo Satoru nodded.

Xiao Mo: "..."

"There are no special or first-level ones, so for me they are all cursed spirits that can be easily solved." Gojo Satoru stretched out his index finger: "It will not pose a threat to humans, but it may be a potential threat in the future. All of them are included.

Solved, are there any other problems?"

Xiao Mo: "No..."

"Well, so now I have solved Xiao Mo's troubles, and everyone is really happy." He put the dumb little dumpling down on his shoulders, and asked again: "Is there anything else you want to say to him?

"

"..."

"Um?"

"...It's amazing."

Although I am very reluctant, I still have to praise you.

However, although it is indeed very powerful, where does the feeling of violation come from?

She frowned, looked up at Gojo Satoru and looked at him for a while, feeling that he seemed to be fine compared to usual.

Well, it still deserves a beating.

"By the way, Xiao Mo."

"……Um?"

"You set up a tomb, and I saw it." Gojo Satoru said with emotion: "The structure of the tombstone is good, but the words engraved on it are a little unsightly."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Does this guy insist on not opening and picking up which pot?

By the way, when did he go to the Western Kingdom? Why didn’t she know?

She looked wary and stepped back: "You seem to have a serious illness."

If she just felt strange just now, she could now be 100% sure that there was really something wrong with Gojo Satoru today.

He...he couldn't have been stabbed in the head by Fushiguro Megumi's father, right?

Seeing Xiao Mo's disgusted expression, Gojo Satoru sighed.

"‌Remember... you are not like this."

Xiao Mo tilted his head: "What?"

Next, it is the time of public execution and hunting.

"Yes, for example, when he feels cold, he will quietly crawl from the doghouse into my bed."

Xiao Mo: "...!"

"For example, when you saw that time ‌‌‌ again, it seemed that you cried directly looking at ‌ out of nostalgia and excitement..."

Xiao Mo: "Wow! Stop talking!"

"For another example, at that time, Xiao Mo would make me cry with just a few words... Well, also, he was so angry with me that he ran away from home and was looking forward to finding her to go home... Obviously at that time, he was still a

As for underage teenagers, well, this is really..."

He remembered.

He remembered it all.

When did he remember it?

Xiao Mo's face turned red. He had spent time with the young boy Gojo Satoru before. Those things were mentioned by the current Gojo Satoru in such a nonchalant and joking tone...

…

"Stop talking!"

It's really... too much! At that time, she did misunderstand that Gojo Satoru's soul had already gone to heaven, so there was nothing she could do about being made to cry...

Thinking of this, she became incontinent and felt that her vision was blurry again.

And Gojo Satoru, who was still getting carried away just now, kept buzzing and buzzing. Finally, Gojo Satoru stopped: "...Huh?"

It seems... too much?

Xiao Mo looked at him with aggrieved expression, blinked his eyes, and a teardrop fell down.

That look was really pitiful.

"Xiao Mo...?" Gojo Satoru called tentatively.

If it was just a drop of tear just now, now it is falling directly.

Gojo Satoru's face changed instantly, and he looked a little flustered: "No...what, Xiaomo, I didn't mean to make you cry..."

"‌I didn't...cry."

She wiped her cheek carelessly with her sleeve and replied angrily: "I'm not crying!"

Gojo Satoru: "...ah."

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya didn't know when, one on the left and the other on the right, appeared from behind.

‌Of course, their first reaction was to ignore Gojo Satoru and rush straight towards Xiao Mo.

"What's wrong?" Zhongyuan Zhongya looked serious: "Who made you cry...Who bullied you?"

He is always a picky person, let alone his sister who he loves first.

Xiao Mo just managed to hold back his tears. Hearing this, he stamped his feet to save his image: "‌...I didn't cry..."

"Don't be afraid, just tell me." Zhongyuan Zhongya turned around with a fierce expression: "Is it because of him?"

Dazai Osamu's eyes also turned cold: "Mr. Gojo, this is you. What's wrong?"

I usually call Mr. Gojo when I ask for help, but now that my sister is being bullied, I call her Mr. Gojo.

Xiao Mo: "‌...I really didn't cry..."

The explanation she gave while sobbing was really not convincing at all.

After meeting the eyes of Nakahara Chuuya and Dazai Osamu, Gojo Satoru felt that his own conscience seemed to be condemned.

...No, he really didn't expect that he could make this child cry in just a few words.

Gojo Satoru: "‌It can be explained."

Nakahara Chuuya: "Ah, that's what I mean."

Dazai Osamu smiled and raised his hand: "By the way, I would like to add that thanks to Xiao Mo's reminder, I discovered that my special ability suddenly became effective in treating curse spirits... So I was thinking, how can I treat cursed spirits?

Would a conjurer be equally effective?"

Dazai Osamu's supernatural power is unqualified for the human world. As the name suggests, it invalidates all supernatural powers.

Therefore, no matter how powerful a person with supernatural powers is on weekdays, as soon as he is touched by Dazai Osamu, he will lose the ability to use supernatural powers and transform into a real ordinary person.

So, what if we convert the equivalent amount and replace the supernatural ability with a spell?

As soon as Dazai Osamu spoke, he put his hands on Gojo Satoru's shoulders with a friendly smile on his face.

The disqualification of the human world is activated, and the spells of the strongest magician in mankind are instantly invalidated.

Xiao Mo's tears stopped.

She blinked her eyes and took out her mobile phone - after all, this was the first time in this era that Wu Jiao Satoru was frustrated. She had to remember it with her eyes seriously, feel it with her heart, and finally gave him the mobile phone given by her brother Xia Youjie.

Record a video.

Gojo Satori is true and somewhat difficult.

He could no longer use spells, so he could only use physical skills to deal with the Port Mafia's "Double Black", which was indeed quite difficult.

"Brother Chuya, come on!"

"Brother Dazai, come on!"

Xiao Mo's voice was so sweet, and the two port mafia cadres were encouraged by this, and they exerted much more strength.

Gojo Satoru: "...?"

No, forget about the physical attack, but now you are actually attacking him mentally. What does it mean?

That's right, Xiao Mo obviously has so many good brothers, but she has never been willing to recognize herself as her "brother."

"Hey, calm down first." Gojo Satoru signaled a truce: "Look at Xiao Mo, does she mean to be bullied by me from the beginning to the end?"

Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows: "... Mr. Gojo, don't you understand such a simple truth?"

Gojo Satoru: "...?"

"Just like how some people clearly like the character of Dazai Osamu so much but are willing to even watch and witness the beating - Xiao Mo, she is mainly happy to see you being defeated, for no reason."

Gojo Satoru: "...Ah, really."

He shouldn't have to help these guys exorcise the cursed spirits to reduce their workload.

The sun was setting in the west and it was getting late.

Onikiri, who got lost all the way from Tokyo, finally stopped at the gate of a certain academy after receiving guidance from kind-hearted people.

Isn’t this the biggest Rikkai area? Onikiri thought to himself.

Then he can finally complete His Highness Sesshomaru's mission and successfully receive the dog...and his sister Xiaomo.

As a result, I lingered at the door for a while, but I didn't see a single figure.

…?

What happened?

Onikiri frowned strangely and waited for a while. Finally, a boy with his head on fire and wearing nothing but Fatty ran past him in a hurry.

...This...is this what kind of bold behavior human beings are showing in this world?

"Hello." Onikiri called to the young man in front of him.

With tears in his eyes, the young man turned around and answered tremblingly: "Hello?"

The flame above his head extinguished at the exact moment when he turned his head.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was really panicking at this moment.

Because just behind him happened to be the chairman of the Discipline Committee holding a pair of crutches, which meant that there was a ghost chasing him behind him.

Ah ah ah ah, Bao En, he has to force him to go home and go home for special training at school today. Special training is special training. Because of the violation of the school rules, he must be chased by Hibari Gong Mi 

kill……

Now, Senior Hibari was about to catch up, but he had to stop and reply to this young man's question out of politeness...

Oh, I want to die, I want to die, he will be bitten to death by the senior this time...

"Hello, is this Rikkai University?"

Onikiri asked politely.

"Ah, no, this is Namisei College." Sawada Tsunayoshi scratched his head: "This is Namisei, and Rikkai University is a little far away from Kanagawa."

Onikiri: "..."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "Um, sir, let me ask you, are you trying to find Rikkai University and getting lost here?"

Onikiri's head was instantly covered with clouds.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry! Did you say the wrong thing?" Sawada Tsunayoshi covered his mouth: "Yes, yes, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay." Onikiri sighed seriously: "It's just... maybe my sense of direction has never been very good."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: ...Actually, he felt that being able to get lost from Kanagawa to Namimori was more than just a matter of poor sense of direction.

But at this moment, he happened to see Hibari Kyouya, who was chasing after him with murderous intent.

"Wow!" Sawada Tsunayoshi quickly retreated, but after taking two steps, he had to step back.

"Gather together... bite and kill." Hibari Kyouya showed no expression as he threw out his two crutches.

Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that it would be better if he was beaten alone, but the lost gentleman in front of him was innocent, at least he could not be implicated.

"Hibari Kyouya! Please listen to my explanation, ‌——"

Before Sawada Tsunayoshi could finish his words, he saw Hibari Kyouya rushing towards the direction where they were. He subconsciously leaned down and suddenly covered his eyes.

...The next second, there was only a crisp sound of "ding", just like the sound made when metals meet and collide.

Sawada Tsunayoshi opened his eyes tremblingly, and through his fingers, he saw the honest and handsome long-haired gentleman in front of him... He actually pulled out a knife from somewhere, and with lightning speed he concealed it.

Ear's speed blocked Hibari-senpai's swing.

Senior Yunque also changed his contemptuous attitude, raised his eyebrows slightly, and uttered a syllable from his throat: "Oh?"

"...I don't want to hurt humans." Onikiri frowned.

Onikiri will not take the initiative to harm humans. Unless the other party takes the initiative, he will fight back out of self-defense.

"Interesting, it seems that they are not just ordinary herbivores." A rare smile appeared on Hibari Kyouya's face.

So... so awesome.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at the two people who were fighting back and forth, and was dumbfounded for a moment.

Skylark is very powerful, but this gentleman is also very powerful. The way he swings his sword is just like those swordsmen in ancient times. His movements are so fast that he can't see clearly...

Finally, it ended with the gentleman taking a few steps back and retreating to the wall: "...I mean no harm."

Onikiri frowned and emphasized.

Sawada Tsunayoshi said weakly: "Well... I think Hibari-san doesn't have any ill intentions. He is a good person who... loves school very much. Maybe he just sees you as stronger, so he is very excited?"

He said this very reluctantly, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Now, I don't have time to continue fighting with you." Onikiri took out a portrait from his arms and shook it open with a clatter: "Onikiri has important things to do, and he must save Mr. Sesshomaru and Seimei.

Sir, your distinguished sister is safe and sound and you can take her home."

What comes into view is... a rather abstract and wild style painting... something that can be regarded as a portrait.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: "...Is this, so this is a person?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that what he said was a bit impolite and he quickly covered his mouth.

But unfortunately, this style of painting is too arbitrary. All we can see is a bunch of indescribable objects in yellow, black, black, white and white colors. Ah, this is actually a portrait?

"That's right, this is the portrait that Lord Tamamoae placed in Heian Kyo for everyone to circulate. Miss Moki's portrait is absolutely unmistakable." Onikiri nodded with a serious face.

Unexpectedly, Hibari Kyoya, who had been quite in love just now, frowned and looked at the portrait in front of him for a while, and finally seemed to recognize it, and sighed in a declarative sentence: "...it's her again."

Kokichi Sawada:"……?"

Isn't it? The skylark generation actually recognized who the object of this abstract wild style painting was? Ah, this... can anyone really look like this in reality?

Moreover, if I heard you right, what Yunque is referring to is a girl, right?

That Hibari guy actually said with emotion, "It's her again." Tsuna felt that this sentence and his overall style of painting didn't quite agree with him, and he couldn't help but start to tremble.

"What's wrong with her?" Although Hibari Kyouya's expression was quite impatient, he put away the pair of duckweed sticks just now and calmly asked Onikiri the question.

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

Oh my god, who is that girl they are talking about?

"Ah!"

Xiao Mo sneezed a huge sneeze.

This sneeze made Zhongyuan Zhongya instantly nervous: "What's wrong? Do you have a cold?"

"...No, I just suddenly felt my nose was a little itchy." Xiao Mo stopped fidgeting with the tableware in the drum, and suddenly realized something. He raised his hand and pointed at Wu Jiao Satoru: "Okay, you must be saying bad things!

"

Gojo Satoru: "...No, I'm innocent."

After the truce, the misunderstanding was completely resolved. In order to avoid embarrassment, Nakahara Chuuya invited Gojo Satoru to the most luxurious Western restaurant in Yokohama.

‌However, at this time, Gojo Satoru no longer struggled with the question of why Dazai Osamu's human disqualification would have an effect on him. He knew with his toes that this must be related to the integration of the world.

Now he just wants to kill them severely.

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that my wallet fell into the river when I jumped into the river to commit suicide last time, so Chuuya will treat me to this meal, okay!" Osamu Dazai cheered.

Zhongyuan Zhongya: "..."

It was wrong of him to beat Gojo Satoru without asking questions clearly, but did he have to choose a time to beat Dazai Osamu?

"‌I can treat you to a fist fight, it's free." Zhongyuan Zhongya clicked his wrist.

"Huh? You speak so heartlessly, Chuuya."

All in all, Xiao Mo sniffed and experienced human society and high-end French cuisine for the first time in his life.

But she doesn't even know how to use a knife and fork, so it's very awkward for her to mess around here.

Zhongyuan Zhongya saw this and quickly showed her: "Xiao Mo, look, this is how tableware is used in French cuisine."

Halfway through his words, Dazai Osamu had already taken action himself. He smiled and gestured to hold her hand behind him: "At this time, you still need me to teach you step by step."

Then there was a "thud" sound, which sounded painful.

The other guests at the table were strangely silent for a moment, but the waiter seemed to have gotten used to it and continued to do his or her own business.

"‌I'm warning you not to do anything strange to Xiao Mo." Zhongyuan Zhongya clenched his fists: "Although she is still a child, she needs to at least cultivate the awareness of different genders between men and women from an early age, otherwise..."

‌Indeed, it was normal for her to come over to them and hug them and act coquettishly.

But when she reaches the growth stage of the demon race and grows up at a speed invisible to the naked eye, it won't feel right to do the same things as before.

Osamu Dazai: "...Ah, I understand."

Xiao Mo tilted his head: "...Woof?"

Gojo Satoru completely ignored the two of them, and at some point he handed a small piece of cut steak in front of her.

"Ah." he said.

The last time Gojo Satoru fed her, it seemed that when she met him as a teenager, he was not gentle at all and stuffed a chocolate bar in her mouth.

Xiao Mo's nose twitched and she looked at him with a look of distrust.

But...the smell of meat is so tempting.

She couldn't help but opened her mouth after hearing the words, "Ah".

Well, it's not hot, the temperature is just right.

Moreover, the grilled steak was grilled just right, melting in your mouth, and the gravy spread in your mouth bit by bit as you chewed it. Your taste buds were shocked, and fireworks crackled in your heart.

God, God.

...This is delicious! Super, super delicious!

Xiao Mo's eyes lit up, and he licked the fork of the steak. When he saw the plate of steak in front of him, his eyes shone, and he had the urge to lower his head and eat it.

Gojo Satoru saw that the two brothers seemed to have finished communicating, so he smiled slightly and moved the dinner plate in front of Xiao Mo while he was closing his hands: "If Xiao Mo finds it difficult to use a knife and fork for the first time, come on.

Let me cut the steak into small pieces for you."

Nakahara Chuya: "..." Damn it, he didn't think of this move just now.

Dazai Osamu: "..." I can't tell. This guy looks like a fool. He's very good at it.

Xiao Mo protected the dinner plate with his backhand: "...No."

She boldly pierced the steak with a fork and lifted it up, then opened her mouth, smacked it, and finished it off in two or three bites.

Three people: "...!"

"Can I have another?"

Xiao Mo glanced at the empty plate in front of him, blinked his eyes, and looked at Zhongyuan Zhongya.

"Ten more." Dazai Osamu boldly took a picture of a black card.

"...Hey, bastard Dazai, didn't you just say that your wallet fell into the water?" Zhongyuan Zhongya's face darkened, and he grabbed his collar with his backhand.

"Yes, the wallet did fall into the water, but I didn't say that the bank card was also in the wallet."

Gee, is this bastard playing word games with him?

"Hey, your main purpose is to make him pay the bill, right? Bastard Dazai?" Nakahara Chuuya grabbed Dazai Osamu's collar.

"Ah, we've been discovered." Dazai Osamu suddenly changed his expression and said seriously: "So, seeing Xiao Mo looking so cute, can you really bear to not feed her?"

Zhongyuan Zhongya followed his words and looked at Xiao Mo, and instantly looked away.

What Bambi is that? Watery eyes!

"Xiao Mo, she usually regards cup noodles as the most delicious thing in the world..." Dazai Osamu wiped his tears and continued his dramatic performance: "Our poor and lovely sister has never tried such delicious food.

Let's eat something. Didn't she never feel full during those days at the Conjuration College? Oh my, this is really..."

Gojo Satoru, who felt inexplicably that he had been cueed: "...?"

"Twenty more." Zhongyuan Zhong was also touched by these words. He immediately took out his black card and slapped it on the table. The waiter at the next table was shocked by his aura.

Xiao Mo: "...?"

No, but what she just said was just one more serving.

That’s a lot of steak, I’m sure I can’t eat it.

Although she is a monster, she does not have such a big stomach...

Finally, after eating until my belly was chubby, Xiao Mo felt that he should not eat steak every now and again like he thought after taking the first bite.

Zhongyuan Zhongya: "I didn't expect Xiao Mo to like it so much."

Xiao Mo: "‌..."

"I once swore that if I had a younger sister, I would feed her all-you-can-eat steak," Nakahara Chuuya recalled.

Osamu Dazai: "Then what? Didn't you say this when you vowed to keep a dog?"

Zhongyuan Zhongya: "...cough, anyway——"

"No need, if you eat delicious food every day, you won't feel like you will be pleasantly surprised after eating it." Xiao Mo shook his head.

Nakahara Zhongya: "Ah, that's true... But, Xiao Mo, haven't you already finished your homework and gone to bed at this time in the past?"

Okay, this is a good question.

Xiao Mo stopped for a moment, sweating profusely: "...This matter is a long story."

Zhongyuan Zhong also nodded.

"Mainly, it's because I'm worried that you won't be able to deal with the cursed spirit."

Gojo Satoru chuckled: "Mainly because of curiosity."

"Oh! No, no, no!" Xiao Mo shook his head desperately: "I have already vowed to find a super-normal girl who is a junior high school student. How could she sneak out of something out of curiosity...

"

"...Xiao Mo."

The three of them stopped at the same time and surrounded her in the middle of the road.

Xiao Mo tilted his head and blinked: "...what's wrong?"

"Actually, we have wanted to ask about this matter a long time ago." Zhongyuan Zhongya cleared his throat.

"It feels like you are forcing yourself to adapt to human life and be a normal and ordinary junior high school student. Why is this?" Osamu Dazai reached out to touch her forehead, but Nakahara Chuuya slapped her in the face.

Kai: "It doesn't look like you have a fever, and it can't last that long, right?"

Xiao Mo: "Well...actually, I did this to prevent the fusion between worlds."

Seeing that they didn't understand much, she started to explain it sentence by sentence.

In order to prevent the real destruction of the world, Xiao Mo follows Kusuo Saiki's words and becomes a normal girl...

"Stop." Gojo Satoru sighed: "Why do you think what the young man with the eyes said is to tell you to do whatever you want like normal times... instead of being a normal woman?

The child means so."

One word woke up the barking in my dream.

Xiao Mo: "Is it like this?"

The three of them nodded together.

"Did I misunderstand?"

Nodding again.

"Then...is the sudden rampage of cursed spirits in Yokohama related to what he did during this period?"

They quickly shook their heads in unison.

"What are you thinking about?"

"how come."

"Don't blame yourself for this, Xiaomo."

"Then...can I still do math problems?" Xiao Mo quietly raised her hand: "Well, that's the only reason for personal affection. In fact, I quite like mathematics."

The smile on Dazai Osamu's lips froze.

Zhongyuan Zhong almost coughed and choked himself.

That day, the two cadres of the Port Mafia finally remembered and were overcome with fear by the terrible mathematical problem that could not be solved no matter how hard it was.

Gojo Satoru is still out of the situation: "...mathematics?"

The next second, Osamu Dazai and Chuuya Nakahara hit him on the left and right shoulders.

"Don't be curious, you will know soon." Osamu Dazai smiled slightly.

"Yes." Zhongyuan Zhongya broke away from gravity and soared into the sky. His coat also slowly fluttered with the night wind. He exerted a little force on his hands and said in a slightly desolate tone: "You will know soon."