After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

Even after all the conversations came to an end, Yuan Zhisheng still hadn't come back to his senses.

A mixed-race born with super bloodline, the future leader of the island nation's underworld, the head of the Minamoto family who is so handsome that his face can be discounted, but now he is still a naive person with no emotional experience.

He still hasn't figured out what kind of feelings he has for Liuli. This is a difficult and important proposition that has troubled him for quite a long time.

While Yuan Zhisheng was still busy sorting out his thoughts, his somewhat weak younger brother had already launched an attack, testing the enemy several times on the battlefield like an old general who had been through many battles.

Although it seems that there is no significant result, it is still much better than his brother who is defending the city.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the two people who had just been interacting with each other. Gen Chitose and Ruri fell asleep on the tatami. Today's schedule was full, to the point that both the half-blood and the sorcerer would feel exhausted.

Liuli slept very well, her movements as standard as a mummy in a coffin. Yuan Zhinu held her arm like a child and slept peacefully and soundly.

In the end, he was the only one who was troubled by tonight's conversation.

Yuan Zhisheng turned his head, his chaotic thoughts mixed with the sound of the pattering raindrops. He thought of their father, who Liuli had mentioned might still be alive, and then thought about his own family situation...

If neither he nor his daughter inherits the family business, then there is no way he can be with Miss Liuli.

After all, judging from the way she acted when she went to Kandori Town that day, she was obviously the eldest daughter of a wealthy family. There was no way such a family would agree to their beloved daughter being with a poor boy who had nothing.

Besides, if they really get married in the future, I can't let Miss Liuli live a hard life with them. Does she have to rely on her wife to buy things for her like she does today?

What a useless man must be to do such a thing...

Yuan Zhisheng admits that he does not have any earth-shattering ambitions. His ideal in the past was just to finish college and earn enough money to sell sunscreen in France.

He had never left the island nation and didn't know much about other countries, but for some reason he had a strong liking for France.

Maybe it’s because I like the slow pace of life there, and I always feel that I can relax my body and mind very effectively.

Thinking of this, his heart moved slightly again, as if a silent string suddenly trembled twice, and the floating dust was blown into the air by the music, making the picture in his mind clear and blurred.

He doesn't understand French, and neither does his daughter. Even if they go to France, it's probably going to be hard for them to sell sunscreen...

Will Miss Liuli understand?

She must understand, just like the fairies in fairy tales, aren't fairies omnipotent?

Would she want to go to France?

Will she like France?

Would she be willing to go to France with them?

Will there be a day long after this, when the three of them will go to a beach in France together, he will be sitting on a beach chair with a big bag of sunscreen, and the little girl next to him will be holding three scoops of ice cream, and they will watch the sunset at the beach together.

In the setting sun, Miss Liuli bent over to pick up shells. When she saw a particularly beautiful shell, she stood up and waved to them. The little girl ran over to look, and he followed slowly with a small bucket.

As he walked, he said, "Little girl, please slow down. The ice cream ball is about to fall..."

Miss Liuli was standing on the beach, smiling. The sea breeze blew up her white taffeta off-shoulder dress, and the waves danced on the backs of her white feet.

The warm yellow sunset shone on her long silver hair, as if all the summers for the rest of her life would be just that long.

The strings in Yuan Zhisheng's heart vibrated faster and faster, as if playing a wedding song in a dream. The music became louder and louder, and he became more and more sleepy.

When the rain stopped, he fell asleep.

……

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru haven't slept yet.

There is no Tianlizi either.

With less than five days left until the assimilation ceremony, enemies who wanted to disrupt the balance of the magic world, or to realize their own thousand-year ambitions, emerged one after another and attacked Tennouchi, who was a star plasma body, in broad daylight.

Fortunately, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru arrived in time and quickly dealt with the first batch of enemies.

But the second and third batches continued to come in, so much so that the three of them spent the entire afternoon busy.

To make matters worse, just as they dealt with one group of people, they received news that Tenriko's caretaker, Kuroi Misato, had been kidnapped.

"Which side are they on this time?" Gojo Satoru stood in the hotel they had just booked, looked up at the foggy night outside, and couldn't help but click his tongue.

"How can you not understand the rules at all? You just start fighting and destroy other people's private property? I hope the hotel owner has bought enough insurance..."

The room was also in a mess. The floor-to-ceiling window was shattered into a pile of broken glass. Tenriko huddled in a corner of the sofa, hugging her knees with her hands.

Geto slowly opened the takeout bag and responded, "If the boss doesn't buy insurance, does the young master of the Gojo family intend to take responsibility?"

"Of course not. My money belongs to my future wife and I can't spend it carelessly." Gojo Satoru refused righteously, quickly snatched the dessert from the bag, and then continued.

"But we can ask the Directorate to compensate you. After all, this is a task assigned by the Directorate, and it's also to protect the astral plasma."

As he spoke, he looked at Tenriko next to him. The girl, still in her school uniform, was shivering in the cold wind.

Fortunately, the rain had stopped, otherwise the three of them except Gojo Satoru would have been soaked.

Tennariko noticed Gojo Satoru's gaze and mustered up the courage to glare at him.

"Since you have accepted the task of protecting me, you must take responsibility. In addition to protecting me, you must also protect Heijing!"

"We must rescue Kuroi!"

Gojo Satoru shrugged, "Let's get you to the technical high school first, and then go rescue the maid. If we hurry, both of you will be safe."

Tenriko fell silent. She pursed her lips and insisted, "I want to go with you."

"what?"

Gojo Satoru put down the strawberry daifuku in his hand and looked at her as if she were a fool. "There are so many curse masters out there who want to kill you, just like dumplings in the pot during Chinese New Year. Are you in a hurry to die or to be reborn?"

"Wu——"

Geto Suguru interrupted him. Although that was the truth, Gojo Satoru's words were too direct. Tenriko's eyes turned red, but she still glared at Gojo Satoru angrily.

"Don't you have anyone important to you?"

"What if something happens to Kuroi? What if they want to attack Kuroi? What if I have already started assimilation by the time you rescue Kuroi?"

Her voice grew louder and louder, until she almost cried out, "If this continues, Kuroi and I won't even be able to see each other one last time."

"I haven't said goodbye to her properly yet."

As if she had used up all her strength, her voice fell, and tears fell down her cheeks onto the sofa, "I...I just want to say goodbye to her."

Gojo Satoru fell silent. The damp wind blew the ends of his hair. He turned his head away, suppressing the inexplicable emptiness in his heart.

I haven't said goodbye to her properly yet...

Who am I saying goodbye to? Where is she going?

Can't we meet again?

Next to him, Geto Suguru pulled out some tissues and handed them to the still-crying Tenriko, saying in a gentle voice, "Then let's go together."

"When we part, we must say goodbye properly."