After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

"Wuhu~" Gojo Satoru shouted happily, with Geto Suguru behind him, trying to remain calm. The two of them were riding on Liam, rolling freely in the clouds.

Liam also cooperated and performed various difficult movements. There was no other way, because his friends all liked this and he was already very skilled at it.

Liam is now four or five meters long, more than enough to carry Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.

Gojo Satoru was filled with excitement, dancing and waving his hands, occasionally letting out strange cries, while Geto Satsuki crossed his arms, looking helpless, but a hint of excitement still lingered in his eyes.

I'm a cursed spirit operator who's seen a lot of things, and I even have a dragon... But I'm not excited at all about a mere thunderbird... The corners of Geto Suguru's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was smiling.

He tried hard to remain calm, but seeing Gojo Satoru's exaggerated expression and movements, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Harry, who was on the Rainbow Dragon, watched this scene and shook his head, indicating that he had seen through everything.

Draco, wrapped in a small blanket, leaned sleepily against Harry and muttered.

"How long are they going to play? Didn't they say they were going to look for Nariko?" Draco yawned. Anyone who was still asleep in the morning and was quietly brought out by two energetic teenagers would not be in a good mood.

If Harry hadn't sensed that it was Gojo Satoru and the others, he would have been struck by lightning.

"By the way, does Godfather know we're out?" Draco paused in the middle of his chat and asked Harry uncertainly.

"...I think so?" Harry remembered that Gojo Satoru seemed to have left a note on the table in the living room.

Snape, who had been unusually quiet as soon as he got up, was now standing in the living room with a gloomy face, the note in his hand almost crushed.

＜We went out to play with Gojo-nii and Geto-nii~Draco-ryu＞

Snape was practically laughing. Such childish handwriting, such chaotic, broken English, and he still called him "brother"? What? Was there some misunderstanding about his intelligence and Draco's?! Draco hadn't written like that since he was six!

If I had known yesterday, I shouldn't have agreed to the two trolls' request to stay overnight.

He strode to the sofa and sat down, throwing the note in his hand aside casually. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the anger in his heart was hard to calm down.

Snape became angrier the more he thought about it, but reason told him not to let his emotions cloud his judgment. He knew that even if he was angry, he couldn't lose his ability to think calmly.

So, he decided not to look for the two trolls and the two little brats. After all, despite being angry, he also knew clearly that in this world, there was almost no one who could harm Draco and Harry. Their abilities were simply the nemesis of cursed spirits, and they could easily deal with any dangerous situation.

So, despite his inner anger, he decided to trust their abilities.

However, he had originally planned to explore the area, but this incident had disrupted his plans. However, he wasn't discouraged by this. Instead, he began to think about how to use this opportunity to explore the mysterious world of spells. After all, the medicinal herbs and other things in the two worlds were similar, so perhaps the wizarding world would be different.

He suddenly remembered the phone number he had caught a glimpse of yesterday.

"...Aren't they really bored?" Draco was fully awake. He held his chin with his hand and looked at Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru who were completely letting themselves go in the sky, speechless.

Harry remained noncommittal. They were already familiar with the two's behavior in the anime. It seemed like they were even worse in real life.

"Harry, Draco, let's play together~" Gojo Satoru and the others finally stopped. Draco and Harry thought they had finally remembered the important matter, but from what they said, they still wanted to continue playing?

"Liam!" Draco glared at Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru angrily. He called Liam over and suddenly shrank into the size of an owl above the Rainbow Dragon.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru landed lightly on Rainbow Dragon.

Geto Satsuki smiled somewhat guiltily, while Gojo Satoru smiled as if nothing had happened and pulled Geto Satsuki to sit next to Draco and Harry.

"What's your plan?" Harry asked. They figured it out in just one night? Why was he so skeptical?

"No." Gojo Satoru smiled brightly and cheerfully.

"Well... we didn't seem to tell you that we accepted the mission to protect the astral plasma yesterday morning, right?" Geto Suguru avoided Harry's sharp gaze guiltily.

"No way, no way. There's no way anyone got the script and is planning to follow the plot, right? Let me guess, they don't think that by following the plot, they can control the script themselves, right?"

Draco sneered. "I'm assuming your brains are all muscle? Otherwise, how could you come up with such a brilliant idea?"

Isn't this a coincidence? Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru discussed it for a long time yesterday and indeed felt that it would be best to hold back for now.

They looked at Harry and Draco with clear, stupid eyes. Is there a problem? Their eyes clearly revealed this meaning.

"..." Harry once heard Pansy complain that the only thing he needed to think about during the spell battle was the noose, and now he finally felt it for real.

"Let's not talk about the distant future, let's talk about the nearest one. What should we do with Fushiguro Shigeru? What should we do about Tenriko's fate?" Harry asked.

"Kill him and send him out of the country." Gojo Satoru thought for less than a second before giving the answer.

Geto Suguru thought about it and felt that what Gojo Satoru said seemed to be correct.

"Stupid! Fushiguro Jiro is a very useful high-end combat force, and he also has a subtle weakness. Wouldn't it be better to make him work for you for the rest of his life than to kill him directly?" Draco was quite disappointed with Gojo Satoru, as he had thought Gojo Satoru was quite smart yesterday.

"Weakness...love of money?" asked Geto Suguru tentatively.

"I really wonder what you are looking at." Harry shook his head and sighed.

"Megumi Fushiguro. His son. The son born to him by his beloved wife, a blessing from God." Harry reminded.

"Oh, I understand. I'll go catch him and use him to threaten Fushiguro Shinobu. Hehehe~" Gojo Satoru gradually revealed the smile of a perverted villain.

"Hey, you." Draco patted Gojo Satoru's cat head lightly.

"If you really do this, Fushiguro Shigeru will be enraged. So, you should throw money at him first. You know the dark web, right? Offer a reward for him. As for the amount..." Draco thought for a moment.

"Then let's make it 5 million." Young Master Wu waved his hand nonchalantly.

Geto Suguru was a little shocked. Oh yes, Wu was the young master of a big family.

"You must offer a reward for Fushiguro Shigeru, and at the end, add a sentence that you can only get the reward if Fushiguro Shigeru is brought to you. The only person who will come is Fushiguro Shigeru himself." Draco said.

"Why?" Gojo Satoru didn't understand. Would Fushiguro Jin come just by saying a few words?

"First of all, he is very powerful and confident in his own strength. He will definitely come to see who is so bold as to offer a bounty on him." Harry analyzed patiently.

"Then he'll think more about it after he finds out it's you. After all, he definitely knows your identities."

"Did you know that he accepted the mission to prevent the fusion of Astral Plasma and Tengen? How much do you know about him? Why do you know the name Fushiguro? Is Fushiguro Megumi safe? If he thought of this, he would definitely go back to check if Fushiguro Megumi is at home."

Geto Suguru seemed to understand. "He won't be able to find Fushiguro Megumi because we will take her with us first."

"That's right. Once he sees you and Megumi Fushiguro together, and that Megumi Fushiguro is not used by you to threaten him as he imagined, he will begin to doubt your purpose." Draco continued Harry's words tacitly.

"..." I suddenly regretted why I said yesterday that I didn't need help. They really need it!

Geto Suguru was still able to keep his composure, but Gojo Satoru was about to hug Draco and Harry's thighs and cry. His new brain really works well.

"Ding-ling-ling—" Gojo Satoru took out his phone and took a look. Oh, it was Mr. Yaga. He hung up decisively.

"Ding-ling-ling——" Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru were indeed close friends with similar interests. They just hung up after taking a look at each other.

"Ding-ling-ling—" Xia Yujie was about to hang up when he saw Glass's name on the line and picked up the phone faster than he could think. Just kidding, don't offend the nanny if you want to offend anyone, okay?

The moment he picked up the phone, Geto knew something was wrong. It wasn't glass, it was a moth. He decisively turned on the speaker, thinking that sharing joy is worse than enjoying it alone.

"Five!Jo!Go!Natsu!Yu!Jie!" The moth's roar was extremely penetrating.

"Aren't you guys on a mission?! Why did you kidnap someone else's child?! Do you know how embarrassed I would be if the parents called me?!"

"Huh? We didn't... did... did we?" Gojo Satoru's retort was caught in his throat. He glanced at Draco and Harry, feeling a rare sense of guilt. No way?

"The other parents have called! A boy named Draco, a boy named Harry! Wait, where are you now? Why is there such a loud noise?" Ye Mo Zhengdao's voice paused, and he quickly realized something. "You kidnapped someone's child and flew around with them?!"

They were just two eleven-year-olds! He was about to say something when he realized the phone had been hung up. Yega Masamichi and Ieiri Naoko looked at each other in bewilderment.