Chapter 134: Old Stories Revisited
Zenoya's narrow and raised eyes were filled with anger. The next second, his hand, which was bitten by his teeth, felt a light licking and a light touch of fur.
——Yelishou licked the wound on Zenin Naoya's finger, and rubbed it with its head.
This effectively eliminated the anger that was rising up in Zenin Naoya's heart. People are always more tolerant of the characters in their favorite games.
However, although his anger had dissipated a little, Zenin Naoya's tone remained cold and hard, and he said in a long tone: "Don't think I will forgive you if you show weakness like this."
"Oh, of course I am familiar with your character." Little Sheep Jiang Lai nodded calmly, "Showing weakness will not gain your understanding, but will only lead to further ridicule from you."
Zenin Naoya raised his eyebrows slightly, not feeling ashamed of it; that was just his character.
——We don’t necessarily admire all the strong people, but we must despise all the weak people.
He said, "In that case, why are you still using this stupid routine of giving a sweet date after a slap?"
"How is that possible? Where are the dates?" The brown-haired boy showed a puzzled look on his face, and then he said as if he suddenly realized something, "Do you mean that I asked the Yeli beast to lick your wounds?"
Zenin Naoya nodded slightly with an arrogant look on his face. He didn't particularly understand what the little sheep Jiang Lai meant by this part.
Then he saw the brown-haired boy smile a brilliant smile that was extremely sincere.
"Oh, I just wanted to try to see if the corrosive effect of the Yeli beast's saliva in the game is retained in reality."
Zenin Naoya: “…”
Before Zenin Naoya could really get furious, the little sheep Jiang Lai said in a light tone: "It was just a joke~ to liven up the atmosphere."
Under Zenoya's cold, murderous stare, the brown-haired boy blinked his eyes, looking innocent: "I was just joking, you don't take it seriously? Are you angry? No, no, no?"
The Fu Hu Zhi trio watched the interaction between the two silently the whole time. In fact, the trio had already subconsciously mobilized their magical powers, ready to defend against the riot of the blond-haired young man in front of them at any time.
…It sounds really good, but please stop talking, Watanabe-kun. Naoya looks like he’s about to pass out!!
Little Mianyang Jiang Lai naturally could not hear the cries in the hearts of Fu Huzhi and the other two, but he knew exactly where Zenin Naoya's critical line was.
Therefore, before Zenin Naoya really made a move, he changed his expression and said, "It seems that you don't like me joking with you, so I won't joke with you. After all, you are the sponsor, and I will listen to you."
The little sheep Jiang Lai took advantage of his outer shell and put on a convincing and well-behaved look, holding his phone in both hands:
"Which Pokémon do you want to see next? I'll have the Pokémon Shikigami assist you throughout the process, and then my assistants can take pictures."
This sudden change of attitude made Zenin Naoya suppress his anger.
He glared at the brown-haired boy, but in the end he maintained his airs as the eldest son of the Zenin family and did nothing.
He raised his chin slightly, his earrings shining: "Get out."
"Where are you going?" The little sheep Jiang Lai raised his head.
He knew that Zenin Naoya was definitely not going to chase them away. After all, this guy had not yet fully enjoyed the Pokemon Encyclopedia.
These words, which resemble expulsion, are nothing more than verbal oppression.
"Training ground." Zenin Naoya took a step forward, brushing past the people in the room with no intention of stopping. "Since you have decided to listen to me, then shut up and follow me."
Watching the blond young man walking out from afar, Kugizaki Norose whispered to her companions in the back: "Training ground? Is he going to fight with us?"
Yuji Itadori prepared his wrists in advance. He was never afraid of the authority of the three families.
Fushiguro Megumi did not think that Zenin Naoya was going to fight them. In fact, he thought that maybe Naoya was just picking the land at the training ground.
"Maybe that's why he called us here - don't forget that our mission is to exchange ideas with other players. And there are fewer people there." He said, "Naoya probably doesn't want too many people to see his obsession with games."
Fushiguro Megumi's inference hit the nail on the head, and the little sheep Jiang Lai, who took the lead in front, also guessed the reason in his heart.
Because what he was looking for was a small number of people, Zenin Naoya did not let his servants follow him. He wore that gorgeous kimono and led them through a relatively remote path to the training ground.
The corridor of this road is built along the garden. Although there are few people, the surrounding scenery is still very beautiful.
After turning a corner, there is a string of small copper bells tied with red ropes on the side of the corridor, which jingle in the breeze.
Jiang Lai still has an impression of this place.
When he came here with Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru from their technical high school days, Zenin Naoya was quite suspicious about his identity as a great monster, and rushed forward to test it in this corridor with a red rope and a copper bell tied to it - of course, he was easily solved by Jiang Lai at that time.
Jiang Lai still remembers the scene that year when Zenin Naoya had a book hit on his forehead and fell into a large area of copper bells.
As time goes by and circumstances change, some bells have been rusted with a bronze green by wind and rain, and parts of the red ropes have also become untied, heralding the passage of time.
As if noticing the brown-haired boy's gaze to the side, Zenin Naoya also looked to the side for a second. He sighed and said casually:
"There's nothing to see. The monastery is very large, and not everything is pristine - this corridor is usually deserted, so the repairs have been put on hold."
The little sheep Jiang Lai said "Oh" and didn't say much.
Zenin Naoya's gaze lingered on the bronze bells for a moment, and he spoke casually:
"...I wanted to take down all the red bells in this place. I guess I forgot about it, so it doesn't matter if I leave it like this."
"Tear it down?" Yuji Itadori asked subconsciously, his golden-orange eyes falling on the tinkling bells, "I think this decoration is still pretty."
Zenin Naoya sneered, and his expression was filled with a kind of contempt for the country bumpkin. He raised his thin eyebrows arrogantly:
"That's understandable, considering you haven't seen many architectural sights like this."
Kugizaki Norose has always been unhappy with Zenin Naoya, especially because he looks like a superior. Just as she was about to say something back, she heard Zenin Naoya continue speaking.
"I thought about demolishing this place, but it had nothing to do with decoration or anything like that - I'm not the kind of person who would focus on such boring things."
Zenin Naoya made this sarcastic remark before looking away.
His eyes fell forward, and words slipped out from his lips: "...But after thinking about it, it would be too cowardly to tear it down. Keeping it here will remind you all the time. So let's keep it."
The blond young man seemed to have something else to say, but he didn't continue.
Fuhuzhi and the other two were a little confused, but their confusion did not show on their faces. They were unable to understand the meaning of Zenin Naoya's subsequent words and could only vaguely guess that there might be some story behind it.
Jiang Lai could guess a thing or two, after all, he was an eyewitness to the story behind this red rope bell.
——The second week restarts after the astral plasma incident, but the trip to the Zenin family before that is not covered.
It seems that Zenin Naoya still remembers clearly what happened back then. Jiang Lai raised an eyebrow in his heart. What a vengeful golden fox.
But it's not too surprising, as Zenin Naoya is a person who admires the strong and is petty and vengeful.
Just a quick glance at him in the corridor when he was young was enough for Zenin Naoya to regard Fushiguro Jinri as his idol and keep him in his heart for the rest of his life.
The behavior of myself when I was young and powerful enough to crush my opponent and then push him into the ringing bells as if nothing had happened probably left a big mark on him.
But unlike when he was with Fushiguro Shigeki, Zenin Naoya's attitude towards him was probably not just pure idol worship, Jiang Lai thought. Maybe there was also a desire for revenge and to prove his strength.
After all, he had come here with Gojo Satoru and the others, and the first impression he left on Zenin Naoya was that of a friend of someone he disliked—that is, an enemy.
Moreover, the carefree attitude of the mysterious demon towards children might have made Naoya, who had grown up in a carefree environment, feel ashamed.
Jiang Lai had nothing to do, so he casually deduced the possible mental journey of the eldest son of the Chanyuan family.
But he did not continue - after all, he was not interested in what Zenin Naoya thought.
Be it hatred and revenge or admiration for the strong, it doesn't matter. Anyway, he hasn't met Naoya in his true form yet, and he doesn't know if he will have the chance to meet Naoya in his true form.
Even if they had the chance to meet again, if Naoya tried to cause trouble for him, he would still ruthlessly restrain him and push him away, just like he did before.
Oh, wait. Jiang Lai thought again. Since Naoya the pig is now an adult, maybe we can just give him a beating without any consideration... This won't be considered bullying a child.
The breeze in the corridor brushed across my cheeks, twirled the tail of the red rope, and shook the hanging strings of copper bells.
Zenoya didn't seem to particularly like the sounds, or maybe he simply wanted to get to his destination faster so he could continue to experience the game spirit service.
In short, the blond young man quickened his pace a little, walked to the front, and half turned his delicate and sharp face:
"Why haven't you caught up yet? Is this slowness a characteristic of the Jujutsu High School? Your speed is truly eye-opening."
"Huh?" Nagizaki No Rose was puzzled. "We just kept walking at this speed, okay? This is the normal walking speed for a normal person."
Little Sheep Jiang Lai smiled and said, "Maybe Brother Naoya wants to find an excuse to pick a fight with us here?"
"I'm not interested in sparring with you guys here," Zenin Naoya replied quickly, speaking in a yin-yang tone again, "I don't have time to teach you your lessons, or do you think it's fun to get beaten down in the corridor?"
"If it's one against many, it's not certain who will win or lose, right? However, although being knocked down in the corridor is not very pretty, it must be fun to fall out from here." Little sheep Jiang Lai blinked his eyes, pointed to the red rope and copper bells beside him, and said cheerfully in a teenager's tone, "There will also be tinkling music!"
"..." Zenoin Naoya seemed to have been stepped on unconsciously, his face darkened even more, and he left the scene with his sleeves flying.
Kugizaki No Rose complained: "What the hell is this guy doing? Why is he angry again for no reason?"
"I don't know," the little sheep Jiang Lai blinked and smiled, "Maybe he accidentally slipped and fell out."
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