Chapter 208: The Immortal Witch Lai and Pumpkin Seedling Wu (?)...

Nanami Kento took a deep breath to calm himself down, and faced the white-haired man who was laughing in front of him. He felt overwhelmed.

Gojo Satoru: "What else can we do, Nanami? How about you be our driver?"

Nanami Kento replied expressionlessly: "If you help me complete the task assigned by the top management, I can consider it."

"Forget it then." Gojo Satoru immediately waved his hands, "I don't want to have too much contact with those rotten oranges. I'd better leave the compilation and communication with the senior management to you, Nanami!"

The little sheep Jiang Lai spoke at the right time, and in order to make Nanami Kento feel at ease, he said soothingly:

"Don't worry, Nanami. I'm a good boy who obeys the law most of the time... but I'm an outlaw sometimes."

Nanami Kento rubbed his temples and said, "You don't have to add the last half of the sentence."

Little sheep Jiang Lai blinked his dark eyes, and taking advantage of his current status as a first-year junior high school student, he once again launched a persuasion attack:

"But I don't want to deceive Nanami - don't worry, I will take good care of myself and Gojo-sensei."

Seeing Jiang Lai's performance, Gojo Satoru made an exaggerated tactical backward move beside him, and then was secretly stepped on by Jiang Lai.

Nanami Kento pushed his glasses back and said calmly, "Just take care of yourself, don't worry about him."

"Eh——that's too much, Nanami!" Gojo Satoru raised his voice, "Where is the love between us colleagues and the friendship between the seniors and juniors? I'm going to make a scene, I really am going to make a scene, okay?"

"...Mr. Gojo, please show some adult composure."

"Hot-blooded teacher is always young, always seven years old~~" Gojo Satoru made a "yeah" gesture, then straightened his body slightly and replied in a calm tone, "Don't worry too much, Nanami, we already have a plan."

When he uttered the last sentence, Gojo Satoru's tone of voice deepened slightly, and became a little more serious.

He stood tall in front of the car and waved his hand in a dashing manner, his every move exuding a handsome charm:

"Don't worry, I'm the best. I've never let you down, right? You can trust me completely this time."

"..." Nanami Kento did not reply immediately. He narrowed his eyes behind his glasses and sensed more from it.

In this last part of the conversation, he noticed something unusual.

——It seems that Gojo Satoru didn’t just take the brown-haired boy out for training. There seemed to be other reasons for this trip to Hokkaido.

As a reliable adult sorcerer, Nanami Kento has always had a keen sense of observation. He adheres to the principle of keeping secrets and never speaks out.

So he was silent for a moment, and finally said slowly: "...Be careful on your way."

"Well, we will be careful." The little sheep Jiang Lai, still carrying his small schoolbag, waved energetically at this moment, "Bye, Nanami!"

Nanami Ken saw Gojo Satoru and Jiang Lai off at the entrance of the college. But before leaving, he reminded Jiang Lai to adjust the dialing shortcut key settings and said sternly:

"Although I have great confidence in Mr. Gojo's strength, I still have to say that in other aspects - when necessary, just call the police with one button."

Jiang Lai: "Okay, no problem."

Gojo Satoru: "Hey, I can hear you!!"

In short, after some farewell fun, they finally set out on the journey to Hokkaido.

For this drive, Gojo Satoru took off his eye patch and replaced it with sunglasses from his high school days.

Because the black blindfold is too conspicuous, it looks like an outlaw challenging traffic rules and is very easy to be stopped by traffic police.

It was a rare occasion to see Gojo Satoru wearing sunglasses, and Jiang Lai, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

At certain moments, I felt that the other person was like a teenager in high school, and time had gone back to a long time ago.

"What's wrong? Are you fascinated by the invincible handsome guy?" Gojo Satoru joked while driving.

"I'm just curious, how did you manage not to age in more than ten years?" Jiang Lai paused and said, "Both your face and your mind."

"I agree with the face, but what is the mind?" Gojo said, "I am much more mature than I used to be - but in most cases I prefer to be childish so that I can do whatever I want."

"The truth has been revealed."

Gojo Satoru chuckled, turned on the car music, tapped a few times with his slender fingers, and played a song with a strange tone, like the tinkling music in an old castle, mixed with the flavor of black and white fairy tales.

Jiang Lai listened attentively and was somewhat surprised by Gojo Satoru's musical taste. He didn't expect that the other party actually liked this type of music.

However, before he could ask anything, Gojo Satoru explained: "The song is called "The Immortal Witch and the Pumpkin Seedlings", a song I often listened to when I was in junior high school."

"'The Immortal Witch and the Pumpkin Seedlings'?" Jiang Lai tilted his head slightly, "So before you entered high school, you liked this type of song."

"Not really. This is the only song I listen to." Gojo Satoru turned up the volume, and the car was filled with the melodious and cheerful whistle accompaniment of the song.

"I listened to this song because I felt that the immortal witch in it was very similar to you, the thousand-year-old monster, and I was the original pumpkin seedling under observation. Every bit of it was part of the experiment."

Jiang Lai got the point. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and laugh: "Black fairy tale? It seems that you were still on guard against me at that time."

"Of course. Who made your two appearances so coincidental and mysterious?"

Gojo Satoru flicked his tongue, "In the shrine of my childhood, in the fireworks festival of junior high school, your face never changed, and even my six eyes couldn't see through you, but you always appeared by my side, just like the immortal witch in the song."

"So I will still be on guard after all." Gojo Satoru said, "It's just a precaution, not hostility."

"Oh." Jiang Lai nodded, "I can understand."

Because the appearance was too coincidental, the six eyes could not see through it, so they were on guard. But because they did not detect any murderous intent and all they sensed was good intentions, they had no hostile intentions.

Jiang Lai had previously thought that Gojo Satoru was as familiar as Schrödinger, and that he had opened up to him very early on. Now it seemed that perhaps the true heart-to-heart talk between them was during the high school period.

There happened to be a traffic light ahead, and Gojo Satoru stepped on the brakes. The car stopped and there was no more unnecessary noise around it, and this melodious and strange music echoed in his ears.

Gojo Satoru still faced forward, his blue eyes behind his sunglasses drooped slightly, and after a few seconds, he suddenly said:

"But I think... at that time, I will still look forward to seeing you."

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, and was very calm. But for Gojo Satoru, such a calm tone was rare.

The bright and dark shadows outside the car window rippled on his delicate profile. The white-haired man looked into the distance as if he was looking at the passing of time.

Jiang Lai was slightly startled, then after a slight pause, he raised the corners of his lips and said along with the song that was playing: "Because I am an immortal witch who works hard to cultivate plants?"

"Because you are the one who will bring me everything that I will never touch." Gojo Satoru also laughed and said, "The pumpkin seedling never lacks sunlight and rain, but it does look forward to witnessing the outside world and witnessing incredible miracles and magic."

"I never thought I'd hear you compare yourself to a pumpkin seedling one day." Jiang Lai turned on his phone, pretending to record it, and joked, "I have to write this down."

"Don't you still naturally compare yourself to a witch?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and said leisurely and slowly, "And even if it's a pumpkin seedling, I'm the handsomest, coolest, and strongest one."

“…As expected of you.”

The red light time is over and the vehicles continue to drive on the road. Today is a weekday, but it is not the working time, so the traffic is not congested.

The looping music echoed in the car. Neither of them spoke any more, but just quietly enjoyed the music with its strange melody.

When we drove out of Tokyo and into the suburbs, Jiang Lai turned his attention away from the window. He suddenly seemed to remember something and asked:

"By the way, Wu, what is your impression of what happened a thousand years ago?"

"You almost remember everything now." Gojo Satoru raised his eyelids and said lazily, "Back then I could still smash rotten oranges, but now I have to restrain myself for the sake of the overall situation. Oh, what a pity~"

"There will be a chance sooner or later." Jiang Lai coughed and said something to comfort her, then paused and asked, "So... do you have more memories of Gojo Jiufengyuan from a thousand years ago?"

"Him?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, a thoughtful look on his face, his clear blue eyes like glass beads gathered memories, "If I search my memory carefully... it seems that I can remember more impressions."

"A thousand years ago, I was not familiar with him. He was the child of the Great Elder, but the Great Elder treated him very coldly, just like a subordinate. At that time, people around him speculated that he was not his biological son."

"Although he was considered a member of the Gojo family, he was not taken seriously at first because of his awkward status. When I was a child, I would play in the family and occasionally run into him reading some old books in the corner."

"Oh, come to think of it, he was pretty brave back then." Gojo Satoru tilted his head, thinking, "There weren't many kids my age in the family who dared to talk to me at the time, but he actually took the initiative to come up to me and ask to borrow a book."

"Did you lend it to him?"

"It's just a book. I don't need it. If he wants it, just give it to him." Gojo Satoru said, "He was neglected in his childhood, but after he grew up, he gradually began to have a place in the family. Because he is good at dealing with others, he can recruit staff for the family."

"But now that I think about it, it's a bit surprising - growing up in an environment where he was bullied, he was able to greet the bullies with a smile." Gojo Satoru sighed, "After growing up, it seems that he has a good relationship with that group of people. He is quite tolerant."

Jiang Lai listened quietly, and then he suddenly said, "Not necessarily."

Jiang Lai turned around, his eyes were full and round, "Do you remember that those people all died peacefully?"