When sending Otsukotsu Yuta to school, Sawada Tsunayoshi, like every nervous old father, stayed awake for most of the night, worried.
Even though he was originally a cursed spirit and didn't need to sleep, the sight of him sighing every once in a while and looking so worried that his hair was about to fall out still made Okkotsu Yuta unconsciously nervous.
The young man, who had matured a lot compared to five years ago, was holding a black and scary-looking pillow - actually, it was a pillow of Sarikatsu (?). Looking at his brother in this state, he sighed helplessly.
"Brother Gang..."
"What's wrong?"
The brown-haired curse spirit raised his head quickly, looking nervous, "Is there something you haven't packed yet?"
Before Yuta Okkotsu could answer, the old father was already counting on his fingers, thinking about what he had put in the suitcase and what he had not put in.
Yuta Okkotsu covered his forehead. Although he was very happy that Tsuna did this, but...
"But what?"
The brown-haired young man, who found out that the old hag he had snatched from Louhu last month had not been put in, turned around with a refreshed look, looked at the young man's hesitant expression, and quickly put on a resentful face.
"As expected, Yuta is fed up with me too."
Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his eyes, and took out a windbreaker from Otsutsu Yuta to make room for his old mother, and let it hang softly on his arm. The figure of the cursed spirit looked particularly thin and almost transparent under the soft yellow light, and his drooping eyelashes were like trembling butterfly wings, fragile and pitiful.
Even though he knew that the other party was definitely pretending, Okkotsu Yuta couldn't help but soften his heart for a moment.
His brother, who had become more and more demanding, looked at him with resentment and sighed.
"Forget it, I knew it." He said so, lowered his head and turned around, folded the windbreaker and put it in the suitcase, "Anyway, Yuta has grown up, and doesn't need a brother who only knows how to nag. Isn't it enough for Yuta to just have Rika? What does he need a brother for?"
He said it as if it were true.
At least Rixiang was fooled.
The special-grade cursed spirit, which still has a terrifying appearance, is only as intelligent as a child. It is even more childish than pets of the same age, such as puppies or cats.
She was originally caught between Yuta and Tsuneyoshi. When she saw Sawada Tsuneyoshi's father wiping his tears, she hugged Sawada Tsuneyoshi, who looked weak and pitiful.
[Don’t worry too much, you are bullying Gangji! 】
Although I still speak a little haltingly, at least I can express my thoughts completely.
Seeing Rikka hugging him like this, Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked and also hugged one of her paws.
"That's right." The brown-haired curse spirit nodded in agreement, "It's too bad to worry about it."
Then, his eyes met with Rikka's.
The dark cursed spirit stared with its eyes, and it obviously had a very terrifying appearance, but she managed to make it look somewhat cute... If the other two guys in the room hadn't been wearing thick filters.
Qi Ben Li Xiang slowly pulled her claws out of Sawada Tsunayoshi's arms and took a step back in the young man's slightly confused eyes.
"No," she said slowly, babbling like a preschooler learning to speak, "You can't say mean things to your mother."
Sawada Tsunayoshi: …
Okkotsu Yuta held his stomach and burst out laughing.
The black cursed spirit shrank to the side of the laughing boy, but did not hide behind him. Instead, it seemed as if it was afraid that Tsuneyoshi would say something bad about Yuta and jumped up to hit him on the head.
According to the understanding of "Qiben Lixiang", when adults are angry, they can beat or scold children at will.
So even if it was Tsunayoshi-san, she bravely stood in front of Okkotsu Yuta to protect her Yuta.
Okkotsu Yuta felt this protective intention, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slightly.
All that was left was the old father who kept mumbling as he watched them kissing each other.
But no matter how worried you are, you still have to send your children to school.
Early the next morning, the car sent by Gojo Satoru stopped at the door of Sawada's house.
Before that, the Jet Heads who had been following behind Okkotsugu, after hearing that their respected brother Okkotsugu was going to study at some technical high school and that they would no longer be able to hang out with him, came to pick him up. The densely packed Jet Heads lined up from the door of Okkotsugu's house to the corner of the street, and it looked like some respected underworld boss lived here.
Then, a Sawada Tsunayoshi grew out from among the densely packed airplane heads.
Tsunayoshi Sawada was carrying Yuta Otsuke's suitcase and was originally planning to help Yuta carry the suitcase out first.
However, he didn't expect that a large airplane head would grow out of the door, which frightened him so much that he immediately ignited the flames.
Feeling the fluctuations of his brother's cursed power, Okkotsu Yuta opened the door and stuck his head out.
"Brother Tsuna?"
Then I saw a piece of airplane nose at the door.
Even though several years had passed, Otsukio Yuta, who should have been accustomed to such situations, twitched his lips. Seeing that his brother had subconsciously covered his stomach, he had not yet adapted to the situation and had to cover his face.
But the pilots didn't seem to notice that the two brothers of the Otsuke family were suffering from headaches and stomachaches respectively.
They all looked over when Sawada Tsunayoshi stepped out of the door. Now they looked at the two people standing at the door of Otsuke's house with shining eyes. Their expressions were either solemn or sincere. Finally, at the command of the former red-haired man who now had black hair, they all bowed down.
"Morning, Otsutsuki-nii! Big brother!"
Sawada Tsunayoshi showed a painful expression in his heart.
Gojo Satoru came at this time.
He was sitting in the co-pilot seat and could see the densely packed noses of airplanes from a distance. Ichi, who was seeing such a scene for the first time, was so frightened that he slammed on the brakes and asked his former senior and current boss tremblingly whether he had taken the wrong road.
"Um?"
Gojo Satoru, who was sleeping in the passenger seat, leaned his head out of the window and exclaimed "Wow".
"That's right."
He sat back down carelessly, urging Ijichi to move forward.
After confirming it with sweat all over his forehead, Ijichi wiped his face with a handkerchief, looked at the circle of defective aircraft heads, and carefully... honked the horn.
All the pilots looked over.
Ijichi was about to turn around and leave.
As a group of airplane heads stared at him, he raised his hands fearfully.
Then a surprised sound was heard from an airplane head.
"There's a blind man here!"
——It was as if I had discovered a new continent.
Ichichi Kiyotaka: “Pfft.”
It's been a long time since he heard anyone say Gojo Satoru is blind... haha.
While trying not to laugh, the young man secretly looked at his senior who had been arrogant and domineering since school, fearing that he would be irritated by these words and jump down to fight the plane heads for three hundred rounds... Unfortunately, that didn't happen.
Gojo Satoru didn't get angry when being called that. Instead, he lazily lay on the seat and waved his paw.
"Aren't you leaving, Ichichi?"
"Ai?"
The black-haired young man turned around and found that the planes that had been blocking the road in front of him had suddenly moved to the sides, leaving a path for the black car.
Because this was not originally the main road outside, the densely packed planes became even tighter after their heads turned to the sides, and from time to time they could hear voices like "Wow, who stepped on me?" and "You bastard, do you want to fight? On Okkotsu-kun's wedding day!"
I always feel that this new student...will be a troublemaker.
Ijichi was thinking this, and when the car stopped in front of Otsutsuki's house, he suddenly froze.
Terrible breath.
As an auxiliary supervisor, although he does not usually participate in the exorcism of cursed spirits, he is a student who graduated from the Jujutsu High School after all. No matter how stupid he is, he would not be able to not notice the existence of a special-grade cursed spirit when it is right in front of him.
"Mr. 5555555?"
"What's 555555, Mr.?" The white-haired man with long arms and legs pushed open the car door and approached the black-haired boy in a familiar manner - under the gaze of the terrifying cursed spirit, which was probably a top-level one.
"Have you packed your things? You won't cry while hugging the teacher's waist, will you, Yuta?"
The highly respected Okkotsu stepped on him without leaving a trace.
"Huh?" He crossed his arms over his chest. "There's no need to cry while hugging Brother Tsuna, right? After all, we are brothers. Even if we can't see each other at school, we can still see each other when we go home."
Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, then turned to look to the other side, and placed his hand on the dark cursed spirit's head under the horrified gaze of Ijichi Kiyotaka.
"Has Rixiang grown taller than last time?"
The Curse Spirit Girl was coaxed by him and immediately raised her head happily with a proud look on her face.
Ichichi Kiyotaka took a deep breath, took off his glasses and wiped them... Should he change his glasses? Yes, that's right.
Otherwise, how could he see Gojo Satoru touching the head of a special grade cursed spirit and calling him “good boy”! ! Have you been transported by someone? Get away from me, monsters and demons! ! !
In just less than a minute, Yidi felt as if he had experienced thousands of years.
He put his glasses back on, and the hearing (?) that he lost when he took off the glasses suddenly returned, and he could hear the discussions around them.
"What? Isn't that a blind man?"
"Is he Okkotsu-nii's friend? I think I saw him at the school gate before?"
"Oh, that one, right? The one from five years ago... (sounds of rapidly tapping a cell phone)... As expected, Otsutsuki-san was already very handsome five years ago!"
"If that's the case, could it be the legendary Big Brother?"
"You guys, are you new here? How come your eldest brother has grown into a white-haired man?"
The pilots gathered together in a noisy mess.
Although they restrained themselves somewhat because of the presence of their brother Okkotsu, there were still a lot of people. The buzzing of one plane head was already annoying, not to mention that there was more than one now.
And Ijichi Jiegao listened to their whispers and successfully caught the words like "Otsukosuke-kun" and "Big Brother".
...Help! Did they really recruit a bad guy this time?
Oh, Gojo-senpai and the others were not considered orthodox delinquents, but what they did on a daily basis was not much different.
That's fine.
Not wanting to explain how much bitterness he had gone through during this psychological process, Yidizhi Jiegao sighed heavily and decided to cut the Gordian knot.
"Mr. Gojo," he adjusted his glasses, looking like an elite, "Should we go now?"
“Eh——”
Gojo Satoru looked over and showed an unbearable coquettish face... There was no reason for her to be coquettish to him, he was just an innocent assistant supervisor.
However, the other party had no sense that it was wrong to act like a spoiled child (?) and showed a look of regret.
"But the teacher hasn't shown up yet... Ah, Ichichi, you entered the school later, so you haven't seen the teacher yet, right?"
Ichichi Jiegao: “?”
"teacher?"
The naive and deceitful assistant supervisor had already begun to wonder if there were any teachers in the high school who had left before he entered.
But he thought about it for a long time and still couldn't come to a conclusion. After all, the world of sorcery is always short of people, and there are only a few teachers coming and going. Even if there are different sorcerers retreating from the front lines every year, he should not have no memory, unless they are not sorcerers at all... No, wait?
Something flashed through Yijizhi Jiegao's mind like lightning.
Before he could react from his chaotic thoughts, the door belonging to Otsutsuki's house opened again.
Even after many years, he still couldn't overcome his airplane head PTSD - you're kidding, which Namimichi could overcome this thing after ten years - so he left for a while, and now, after hearing Gojo Satoru's voice, Tsunayoshi Sawada popped his head out and appeared in front of everyone.
Even though he had never seen this cursed spirit in person, nor had he ever interacted with it like his seniors, Ijichi Kiyotaka had still heard of its "big name". He had seen the face of this cursed spirit, which looked very much like a human, in the red book that everyone in the world of curse had in their hands.
He stared at the other person in amazement, and subconsciously looked at the only trustworthy Gojo Satoru - the other person had already clung to the brown-haired young man like a clingy cat when he appeared.
...It's hopeless, Jujutsu world.
Ijichi Kiyotaka heard his senior, who had recently become more stable, meowing at him "teacher" in a tone that would make Yaga Masamichi wonder if this Gojo Satoru was possessed by some strange creature, and he couldn't help but frown.
There is no hope, world!
…
…
Because of the barrier, Tsunayoshi Sawada is temporarily unable to send his child to school in person, so he can only let Gojo Satoru and Ijichi Kiyotaka take Otsutsukoshi Yuta away. His worried look makes him look like a worried old father.
The pilots also dispersed after Okkotsu Kyouta left. Although the children admired their brother Okkotsu, they were very afraid of the "big brother" who was said to have a gangster identity. Therefore, after a while, only a few kittens were left in Okkotsu's house.
Sawada Tsunayoshi sighed.
“It’s so quiet.”
The Curse Spirit, who appeared on the wall of Otsutsuki's house at some point, said this. When he saw Sawada Tsunayoshi looking at him, he waved his hand in a familiar manner and took a bite of the persimmon he had brought.
If it were any other time, he would have been swept away by Rixiang, whose territorial awareness was becoming stronger and stronger.
But now that Rikka has left, the unremembered kid sat on the wall again, looking so proud as if he had taken over the entire Otsuke's house.
Sawada Tsunayoshi pressed his brows and called the naughty child down.
He took down his trench coat and hat from the coat rack, and put the camel-colored hat on his head, pressing down the soft brown fur. His eyes, which seemed to be shining with golden red light, raised up, bringing with them a breathtaking aura.
"Are you ready?"
he asked.
The real person put his hands behind his back and took another bite of the persimmon.
"It's ready~" he said happily, "Geto said that after this show is over, his special imaginary curse spirit will be ready."
He curled his eyes. If someone looked carefully and compared them, they would find that the curvature of this cursed spirit's eyes was surprisingly similar to the other one.
"In that case, what is that thing called?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi glanced at him and added.
"One Hundred Demons Night Parade."
The real person smacked his palms with joy.
"Yes, that's it!"
He said with great joy and malice, "His plan of Night Parade of One Hundred Demons can be implemented, right?"
"Today he personally delivered your little toy to the technical college, and in the next moment he will see you in the enemy's camp. It's really funny, isn't it?"
The real person came close to him, and Sawada Tsunayoshi could feel the two different-colored, snake-like eyes looking at him intently, and he maintained his cold expression.
This expression is really deceptive. For a moment, the real person seemed to see some huge creature standing in front of him, shrouded in warm yellow mist, making it difficult for him to see clearly.
However, in the yellow mist, the pressure and momentum brought by the huge figure are irresistible.
And those beautiful golden-red eyes stared at him, majestic and making him...extremely excited.
"Isn't it?" He licked his lips. "Or do you actually like your little toy... Is he more important than all of us put together?"
Jurei Zhenren took a step forward and placed his palm close to Sawada Tsunayoshi's face.
"Sometimes I think you're more human than your little toys." He whispered. "Are you human, Sky?"
"It's none of your business." Sawada Tsunayoshi scolded calmly without answering his question. "Mind your own business, Masato."
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