The Mochizuki family is not a big family.

This family has neither a stable inherited technique nor strong cursed energy. It seems that it is pure luck that they have a descendant like Mochizuki Ruri who has strong cursed energy.

But this is not the case.

As a family that has been able to pass down safely from Heian-kyo to the modern era without being cut off, the Mochizuki family still has some advantages that are not known to others.

For example, their family was once related by marriage to the Makura family.

Yes, it is the Asakura family that produced Asakura Ye Wang.

For example, their family has been under the long-term attention of a certain god, and every generation has had girls serving as shrine maidens to pray for the god's long-term favor.

But that's all in the past.

The relationship of in-laws only remains in the distant Heian-kyo era. If we trace it back further, almost all families, big and small, are related by in-laws, which is not very close.

The gods had not even glanced at them for a long time, so the Wangyue family declined at an increasingly rapid rate. By the modern time, it had fallen to become a small 18th-tier family.

"But not long ago, we received an oracle from Tsukuyomi-sama."

A middle-aged man in an old-fashioned black kimono was kneeling upright with an incredibly serious expression.

"The Mochizuki family was once a family that served one of the Three Noble Sons, Tsukuyomi-sama."

"But after the Heian-kyō period ended, the gods became legends, and we haven't received any oracles since, until yesterday."

This middle-aged man, or rather the father whom Mochizuki Liuli had never met, straightened his back and said in an almost solemn tone,

"We have received the oracle from Lord Tsukuyomi. He is at the shrine in the small town of Kadori, waiting for his miko."

When the man mentioned the word "shrine maiden", his gaze stayed precisely on Mochizuki Ruri. Gojo Satoru, holding her hand, took a step forward without hesitation and stood in front of her.

"Oh, so what?"

The son of the Gojo family took his fiancée to the top seat and sat in the same seat with her. He sneered and asked in an ambiguous tone,

"He is looking for his miko. What is he doing in our Gojo family?"

He looked at the man who was still sitting upright, his clear blue eyes full of sharpness and arrogance. The son of God of the Gojo family was high above, looking down at everyone equally except Mochizuki Ruri.

The fake father-in-law is no exception.

What a joke! My wife has been living in Gojo's house since she was four years old. You haven't visited her once in all these years. What are you doing here now?

This is my wife whom I raised. Please stay away from irrelevant people.

Don't try to morally blackmail her.

Because she may have morals, but I certainly don't.

Beads of sweat appeared on Mochizuki Hiko's forehead. The joy of being favored by the gods again was greatly reduced by Gojo Satoru's gaze, but the ambition to restore the Mochizuki family still prevailed.

He looked at Gojo Satoru and Mochizuki Ruri at the top and bowed deeply. "Except for Miss Ruri, there are no other women of the right age in the Mochizuki family."

"That's why I had the nerve to come to the Gojo family..."

"You know this is the Gojo family, right?"

Gojo Satoru interrupted him, "You know what you're talking about, right?"

"You stood in front of the Gojo family and said you wanted to take the future wife of the head of the family away and send her to be a shrine maiden to a god who disappeared for who knows how many years?"

Are you tired of living?

For the sake of Mochizuki Liuli, he swallowed the last few words into his throat, but his eyes were so cold that they could freeze.

The other elders of the Gojo family also stared at Mochizuki Hikomasa with cold eyes.

In the hearts of these elders, even though Mochizuki Ruri didn't have any skills, Gojo Satoru liked her; even though her temperament wasn't docile, Gojo Satoru liked her; even though she had a lot of strange ideas, Gojo Satoru liked her...

No matter how many shortcomings she has, the fact that Gojo Satoru likes her is enough to turn all of them into strengths.

Besides, the girl grew up in the Gojo family. She has a good temper and personality and respects them. When Gojo Satoru beats someone up, she even comes to mediate (add fuel to the fire)...

How could this not be a fantastic future head of the family's wife? (He praised her in a stern tone under Gojo Satoru's gaze.)

So they all followed Gojo Satoru and echoed,

"That's right, wanting to take away the future wife of the Gojo family means you don't even take us seriously."

"How disrespectful! How dare you treat us with such contempt?"

"The dignity of the three great families cannot be violated. This is no longer the age when gods descended to the world."

"Leave now, and we may forgive your offense."

The main hall was filled with voices coming one after another. A group of old men, with an average age of over fifty, supported Gojo Satoru in a sarcastic tone.

Wangyue Liuli was playing with a folding fan in her hand from beginning to end. The folding fan was a second-level spell tool, and the word "Jing" was written on the fan.

Mochizuki Hikomasa's expression gradually calmed down. In fact, he knew that this visit would definitely not be welcomed, but he still came.

He had to come.

The rise and fall of a family that has a connection with the gods is determined by fate, but a family that betrays the gods will surely be destroyed. This is an unbreakable oath between humans and gods.

"The Mochizuki family has been connected to Tsukuyomi-sama since the Heian-kyō era, and it's not like we don't have any techniques."

Mochizuki Hiko was speaking slowly. He knew that there was no need to play any emotional cards, as they didn't have any feelings for each other in the first place.

Only interests are fundamental.

Sure enough, Wangyue Liuli slowly raised her head and looked at him with cold and calm eyes.

"That's the astrology I learned from Tsukuyomi-sama."

"The Mochizuki family once married into the Asakura family, and a daughter of God was born. She has been blessed by Tsukuyomi-sama since birth and has the ability to predict the future."

"Later, this ancestor married Minamoto no Yorimitsu, the head of the Genji clan, and disappeared during a rebellion within the Genji clan. The astrology taught by Tsukuyomi-sama was gradually lost."

As Mochizuki Hikomasa continued his narration, the noisy voices in the main hall gradually died down. The elders exchanged glances calmly, and then carefully observed Gojo Satoru's expression with their peripheral vision.

"Since our ancestor disappeared, Master Tsukuyomi has not responded to us again until yesterday."

"If Ms. Liuli goes to Kadori Shrine as a shrine maiden, there is a high possibility that she will learn the astrology of Tsukuyomi-sama and even gain the ability to predict the future."

Mochizuki Hikozheng and Mochizuki Ruri looked at each other, and the looks they gave each other were exactly the same cold and rational.

There is not much family affection between them, only the weighing of the pros and cons of a community of shared interests.

"Furthermore, you don't have to serve the gods as a lifelong shrine maiden. You only need to train at Kakutori Shrine for four years until you are eighteen."

Wangyue Liuli slowed down her movements of playing with the fan.

She longed for power and longed to possess a technique, no matter what kind of technique it was.

Gojo Satoru is very strong, that's good, she can use Gojo Satoru's power, but this power does not belong to her after all.

Any power other than your own will be lost one day.

Gojo Satoru stopped talking and turned around to wait for Mochizuki Ruri's answer.

Just as Wangyue Liuli said, he may never learn to put himself in other people's shoes and think about problems from their perspective, nor will he be able to understand other people's situations and thoughts from their perspective.

Because he is too strong, the strong cannot understand the weak.

Just like Gojo Satoru finds it difficult to understand Mochizuki Ruri's difficulties and thoughts.

But it doesn't matter.

Because people who love each other will respect each other.

He respected all of Wangyue Liuli's actions and practices, and was willing to be her most solid support, a harbor that would never move or collapse, and a force that she could control.

Gojo Satoru looked at Mochizuki Ruri, whose eyes were wavering, and couldn't help but smile. He didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a smile.

Love is respect, humility, tolerance and compromise.

Love is mutual respect, mutual influence and mutual achievement.

This was taught to him by Wangyue Liuli.

"I go."

Wangyue Liuli said.

"Then, in four years, I will come and take you home."

Gojo Satoru answered her.

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