Chapter 57 Rainy Night Chat
It was raining outside, and Gong Zhili had no reason to turn the guest away. Moreover, from the first day Gojo Satoru came uninvited, Gong Zhili never refused him to stay overnight.
Although he was made to sleep in a tree the first night, there was a reason for that!
After dinner, Gong Zhili did not make the bed for Gojo immediately.
"Everyone should watch TV together tonight," Gong Zhili said. "Last time when we went to AEON, Glass picked out some pajamas and casual clothes for you. They're in the tree house. You can take them and change into them later."
Gojo Satoru was fine with it. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, and Itadori climbed onto his lap, still cuddling. He hadn't forgotten what he had just seen. "Gojo-nii, can you fly?"
Fushiguro huddled on his other side, leaning against his waist. Gojo Satoru pondered for a moment, then didn't answer Itadori's question. Instead, he asked, "Yuji, have you gained weight?"
Tiger Stick was stunned and asked, "Do I have it?"
Gojo pinched his armpits, picked him up, and rocked him around. "You've been eating well lately, haven't you? You've gained weight, indeed."
Yuji asked anxiously, "Have I grown taller?"
Gojo Satoru put him down, touched his head and said, "Of course you've grown taller."
At this moment, he felt the other side of his clothes being pulled. Turning his head, he saw Fushiguro's face full of anticipation, so he lifted Fushiguro Megumi up and shook her: "Hmm, Megumi has become heavier."
Megumi Fushiguro's face flushed red: "I want to ask about growing taller...!" I don't mean to lift you up high!
Tsu Miki hurriedly comforted him: "Of course, didn't we mark the door frame?"
There was a height mark on the door frame on the west side that they had made when they first arrived. Although they did not measure their height again afterwards, they often went there to compare their heights - although as they compared, they would start standing on tiptoe to see who was taller on tiptoe.
Gojo Satoru put Fushiguro Megumi down with a smile: "You all have grown up well."
When Miya Chiri came, the sofa was almost full. When they saw her coming, the children on the sofa pushed each other. Yuji sat in Gojo Satoru's arms, and the sofa was suddenly full and almost overflowing.
Miya Chiri picked up the remote and started changing channels. Gojo Satoru saw that she had switched to an anime program and asked, "Is this the show you all wanted to watch?"
Gong Zhili said frankly: "No, mainly because I want to see it."
Gojo Satoru: "...Really? What about you guys? Do you all want to watch this animation?"
The twins don’t care, they can watch anything. What they like most is that a group of people get together in a lively atmosphere. No matter what the plot is, it is very interesting to discuss it together.
Nanako: "I like this very much."
Mimiko: "I like it too."
Tsumeki: “It’s quite interesting.”
Miya Chiri's innocent face: She got three votes in support at once. The two little boys are not old enough to have clear interests. They have not been exposed to special effects and other types of animation that boys like. They just follow Miya Chiri's tastes in a daze.
Today they are still watching "Shakugan no O-na". After all, it contains fighting plots and the fighting scenes are quite intense. Miya Chiri thinks that she has taken everyone's preferences into consideration.
Gojo Satoru watched the animation for a while, but soon got bored: "Only the pineapple bun looks the most delicious here - can you make a pineapple bun?"
Gong Zhili gave a perfunctory "hmm" and said, "If I have the recipe and ingredients, it won't be a big problem."
Gojo Satoru's interest piqued slightly: "Then I'll go find a recipe for you!"
Mimiko shook Gong Zhili's arm gently: "Sister, do you want to make pineapple buns?"
They have also been curious about the pineapple buns that Shana has always loved for a long time!
The same goes for Gong Zhili, but she was busy with other things a while ago and did find time to make crepes, but those were obviously much simpler than pineapple buns.
"If you could get me the recipe for pineapple buns, I might be able to make them," Miyajima said. "But bakeries in Tokyo must sell this kind of bread, right? Next time, go to Gojo and buy some for us to try."
Gojo Satoru: "You're so rude."
Gong Zhili: "It's really rude of you to order food at someone's house, and even order something as troublesome as bread."
Same here.
Gong Zhili made a request: "Since you are here, can you help me lay the anti-slip tiles in the basement tomorrow?"
She checked the dryness of the basement cement these two days. Generally speaking, it takes a month to fully meet the standards, but her basement is not completely underground. It is more like a small house standing among the terraced rocks. She did not install a door, and the mountain breeze was warm, which quickly dried the cement naturally.
It doesn't matter even if it rains tomorrow.
Gojo Satoru sighed loudly and lay down on the back of the sofa: "You really are..." Please give back the warmth that had just risen in his heart!
Gong Zhili was quite cold: "No work, no food. This is the truth that farmers believe in."
Gojo Satoru half-closed his eyes: "Are these children also going to become farmers?"
Gong Zhili argued confidently: "The principles of farmers apply everywhere, right, everyone?"
Gojo Satoru witnessed the "one call and a hundred responses" in this family. All the children clenched their fists and said "Oh" to express their agreement - although their eyes never left the TV during the whole time.
Gojo Satoru sighed, "As the head of the family, he has such great authority."
After watching TV and the children go to bed, the conversation between the adults begins.
"You didn't ride Geto's Rainbow Dragon today. Does that have anything to do with you learning to teleport?" Gong Zhili turned on the TV to a late-night variety show. "Consume cursed energy to teleport?"
Gojo Satoru briefly explained his concept of "teleportation": "It's different from your teleportation that ignores distance and obstacles—"
Gong Zhili: "How do you know my concept of teleportation?" She has not discussed this with anyone else.
Gojo Satoru: "Isn't this easy to see?"
Gong Zhili: "I'd like to hear the details."
Gojo Satoru: "Okay, Tenten told me. She said that you appeared and disappeared unexpectedly in school one day. You were able to teleport in such a complex environment. In this respect, you are better than me."
If people who are familiar with Gojo hear him admit that someone is better than him in some aspect, they will probably think that Gojo is crazy.
But Gojo Satoru himself didn't think it was a big deal. He was reborn and looked at things more easily than before. Perhaps it was because he was stronger now than before, so he could be more calm.
Gong Zhili turned to look at him and said, "No, that's not the case. It's because I marked the place in school, so I can move faster. In other places, I also have to rely on visual inspection and marking."
Her teleportation relies on the connection between plants and the earth. "My teleportation has many limitations. For example, it's difficult to perform in mid-air. But wouldn't the teleportation you describe be more advantageous over long distances?"
Gojo scoffed, "What's that? Chasing each other over? Don't be so corny."
Gong Zhili curled her lips: "You were the first to say something weird."
She yawned and said, "I won't talk to you anymore. Go to the utility room and get a quilt. Cover yourself with it and sleep. I'll go light the stove."
Gojo Satoru first went to the tree house to get a set of pajamas, and came back in the rain to wash up. Miya Chiri had already returned to the room, and he was the only one left in the living room. The TV was turned off, and the only sounds in the room were the drops of rain hitting the window and the crackling sound of firewood burning in the warm stove.
Gojo lay on the sofa, opened his eyes and looked at the chimney circling on the roof.
The air gradually became warm and dry, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
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The next day was overcast. Miya Chiri brought the non-slip tiles over, and Gojo Satoru waited by the door for her instructions. The basement door and window frames were installed, but there were no window panes or doors, giving the room excellent light. Miya Chiri cleaned the floor and evenly applied tile adhesive with a toothed spatula. She picked up a non-slip tile and demonstrated to Gojo Satoru, applying a thin layer of adhesive to the back, aligning it and pressing it firmly. Then, using a rubber hammer to firmly tap the corners and center of the tile, she immediately inserted a cross-shaped clip to create a gap. She continued laying the tile, closely following the previous one, repeatedly applying adhesive, pressing the tile, and tapping it firmly.
After laying a strip of bricks along the innermost wall of the basement, she turned and gestured to Gojo Satoru: "The amazing Gojo-sama should have learned how to lay bricks, right?"
Gojo Satoru folded his arms across his chest, leaned against the door frame of the basement, and said, "This doesn't even look like a basement."
Gong Zhili: "What does it matter? No one says that the basement must be underground."
Gojo Satoru squatted beside her, picked up a rubber hammer, and waited for her to stick it on. Then he followed behind her and simply hammered, repeating this mechanical action to empty his mind.
Gong Zhili wasn't picky about his work. Whenever she encountered corners, she measured and cut them, then filled them in. Once everything was applied, she waited for the glue to dry before removing the cross-shaped card. Finally, she mixed the caulking compound and pressed it firmly into the cracks between the tiles. While it was still wet, she wiped off any remaining residue on the tiles with a damp sponge.
Gong Zhili: "The next step is to keep it ventilated and wait for it to dry naturally."
Gojo Satoru looked at the sky and said, "It's cloudy today."
Gong Zhili waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, it's not really underground."
"Come to think of it, it's going to be Shichigosan soon," Miyajiri said, "Aren't Kei and Hisahito's family coming over?"
Gojo Satoru pondered for a moment and said, "Yes, the 753rd anniversary is coming soon... Megumi and Hisahito are not yet three years old. Next year, when they officially celebrate the 753rd anniversary, I will bring kimonos with me."
Miyajiri didn't beat around the bush: "What is the family situation of Tsumeki and Hui like? Is Yuhito's family still around?"
Gojo Satoru simply started by telling her about Fushiguro Shigeru's story, from his original terrible situation in the Zenin family, to how he started a family and gave birth to Fushiguro Megumi after leaving the Zenin family, and later his wife died. Fushiguro Shigeru started a family with his new wife and changed his surname. Tsumiki was his new wife's child.
Gojo Satoru and Fushiguro Shinobu reached a deal. Fushiguro Shinobu is now working in a middle school. The condition for the deal is that Miya Chiri has completely changed the Zenin family. He has no intention of raising children. Gojo Satoru suggested that he could take care of the two children. Fushiguro Shinobu didn't bother to care why he wanted to take Tsumiki away as well. After asking Tsumiki's opinion, he packed up the two children and gave them to Gojo Satoru.
After hearing all of this, Miya Chiri asked, "How much did you give Fushiguro-kun?"
Gojo Satoru raised his hand and gestured with a number: "It's less than I thought. I wonder if my kindness touched him~"
Gong Zhili took a breath, leaned back slightly, and looked into Gojo Satoru's eyes: "You—are really rich."
Gojo Satoru smiled brightly: "It's more than just my money."
Yuji Itadori, his mother is Nozomi.
Gong Zhili's face instantly lost its expression: "Noose... I heard Glass talk about it before, isn't it... the brain?"
Borrowing someone else's body to give birth to a child is such a distorted form of kinship.
Gojo's expression was also very subtle: "This is also part of his plan. It would be best if Yuji could live in your barrier. Once the noose is destroyed and he is not involved in the conspiracy, he can have a normal life."
"—That was originally the plan," Gojo Satoru smiled, his azure eyes seemingly able to dispel the dark clouds in the sky, "but I think if he had a choice, he would definitely refute my plan."
Gong Zhili: "I think if you let him choose now, he won't be willing to stay alone in the village and watch others enter the world of spells at the age of three."
Gojo Satoru: "You know him very well."
Gong Zhili said: "But in this case, Tsu Miki will..."
The other children in the family all have more or less connections with the world of magic. When she finds out that she is the only ordinary person, will she feel lonely?
Gojo Satoru laughed at this time: "That depends on your level of education."
Gong Zhili didn't respond: "You're wrong. This depends on Tsu Miki herself. She's a very good child, so it's not likely that she will go astray."
Jealousy, envy, and yearning are human emotions, and digesting and accepting them is much more difficult than just complaining.
Gojo Satoru: "Then when are you going to tell them about the spell?"
Miyaji touched his chin. "Nanako and Mimiko already know a lot about the world of curses. We need to find a suitable opportunity in front of Tsumeki to teach them together. Speaking of which, do you have anything that can allow ordinary people to see cursed power?"
Gojo Satoru: "Hmm? Do you want Tsumeki to join the world of curses?"
Miyajiri: "It's not about whether she wants to or not, but she is already inextricably linked to the world of curses. It's better for her to know more about these things than to know nothing at all. Tsu Miki is not a timid girl."
Gojo Satoru: "In the eyes of most people in the world of curses, letting ordinary people without power know about the existence of curse spirits will cause panic and lead to the birth of more curse spirits. Therefore, the principle of confidentiality has always been implemented."
The human heart cannot be controlled. This is an iron rule in the world of spells.
Gong Zhili smiled and said, "But this is my territory. So what if there are cursed spirits?"
Tsu Miki is her child now, so any curses should be put aside.
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The author has something to say: Tomorrow they are asking me to come to the company at 6:30 to hold an event. I just want to scream to the sky. This means I have to go to bed at almost 9 o'clock today. Fortunately, I coded a lot yesterday.
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