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After delivering the knotweed Yujin, Gojo Satoru teleported home normally, and when he reached the door, Gojo Satoru stood there for a few seconds, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.There is a restriction set by Hill on the door, so Gojo Satoru cannot enter the house without Hill's permission.

Inside the door, Hill was drinking tea slowly from a teacup, ignoring Gojo Satoru's knock on the door.

Gojo Satoru saw that Hill didn't respond when he knocked on the door, so he knew that Hill was going to leave him alone.So Gojo Satoru said in a sweet and greasy tone: "Honey, I really know I was wrong, open the door! Honey~~"

In the living room, Hill put down the teacup in his hand and turned to look at the door.

Hill's faint voice came from inside the door: "Tell me! What did you do when I was not around today. Otherwise, you can sleep at the door! Don't even think about getting into my bed."

Hearing that he couldn’t sleep with Hill if he didn’t explain, Gojo Satoru’s expression immediately turned sharp, but his tone was still so flat: “What did I do today? There are so many! I went to Noctua to get the skeleton of the curse for Knotweed Practice, and then take the knotweed to the learning area to expand...well...and let the two super magic spirits escape, it seems that's all, um."

Hearing this, Hill was speechless. He had originally said that he wanted to fake death of Knotweed, in order to hang out the person behind the scenes. Gojo Satoru did such an operation, which made his thing of fake death of Knotweed wrong.

Hill waved his hand, the door opened, and Gojo Satoru entered the house.

Hill looked helplessly at Gojo Satoru, really not knowing what to say.

The first time Gojo Satoru came in, he immediately ran to Hill, then squatted down, put his head on Hill's lap, took off the blindfold, and blinked at Hill.

Seeing those blue eyes, Hill was stunned for a moment, Gojo Satoru already knew what to do to keep him from getting angry after being together for so long.

Hill raised his hand to touch Gojo Satoru's head, and he had to say that Gojo Satoru's hair was really easy to touch, not only smooth, but also super nice to the touch, just like touching a long-haired white cat with super fine fur.

Hill stroked his hair for a while, and Wujo Satoru squinted his eyes to enjoy it, and there was a snoring sound in his throat.

"I found something very interesting." Seeing that Gojo Satoru had narrowed his eyes comfortably, Hill said in a low voice.

"Huh?" Gojo Gou tilted his head.

Hill picked up a few photos from the side and said to Gojo Satoru, "Look at these photos, what are the similarities?"

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes and looked at those photos, and found that the people in these photos had cross-shaped scars on their foreheads.

"Scar, did you have a craniotomy?" Wujo Satoru was puzzled.

Hill replied: "No! What's interesting is that they all had the same scar after an accident, and after having the scar, there was no inconsistency between them and their previous self. Yes! There is still a little flaw!" Hill said with an interesting smile on his lips.

"Hey~ Interesting~~" Gojo Satoru also became interested.

"Then, I also discovered that the extremely evil magician who appeared in Kamo's house a hundred years ago - Kamo Xianren, also had such a scar on his head. The one with this scar on his head now is the mother of Knotabagi Yuhito - Knotweed Kaori." Hill continued.

"According to the investigation, more than ten years ago, Yuzu Yuhito's parents had a car accident. In that car accident, Kaori Katsuobu was declared dead by the doctor, but just a few minutes after the judgment was made, she was alive again. I came over, and there was an extra scar on my head. Isn’t it interesting.” Hill took out a few photos that could be compared to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, deep in thought.

"Okay, I'm going to rest too, here, there. Don't get up if you don't kneel for three hours." Hill stood up, raised his chin and pointed to the washboard next to the coffee table, signaling Gojo Satoru to kneel on his own later Washboard.

Gojo Satoru followed his line of sight, saw the washboard with a strong sense of presence, swallowed, and said, "Can you save a little time!" He didn't say no to kneeling, but just said to reduce the time.

"No way!" Hill refused with a smile.

"Woooo┭┮﹏┭┮." Gojo Satoru stood up slowly.