Curse back: The group pet thought he was hated by everyone

Chapter 109 The Mark of the Six Eyes

On this side, Tsukuyomi's heart was ringing with alarm bells. The big hand on his shoulder brought irresistible pressure, making it impossible for him to get up.

The pajamas she was wearing were of high quality and soft in texture, but they had become loose during the struggle just now, almost slipping off her shoulders and hanging precariously on her collarbone.

Tsukuyomi is no longer a child of seventeen or eighteen years old. Although he is well protected by Rimei and is a little immature psychologically, he is already a real adult.

"Let me go, what are you doing!"

"Do you like sleeping with others?"

"You're so weird! We obviously played together too late, what's wrong with resting together?!"

Gojo Muneto slowly bent down and looked at him, with his hands on the sides of Tsukuyomi Tsukuyomi, one leg slightly bent at the knee, and forcefully squeezed between his legs.

Too close

A strange and powerful aura was approaching. Tsukuyomi was sitting on the edge of the bed and could only bend his waist slowly backwards. "Stand up a little and talk properly."

The five clan members did not listen and continued to approach as if they had not heard anything.

Moonlight poured in from the window, hitting his back. Tsukuyomi couldn't see his expression clearly, only his bright blue eyes stared straight at him, as if aiming at some prey.

The emaciated god was completely shrouded in the opponent's shadow.

"You despise me so much? You can hold him while sleeping but won't let me get close?"

The cold and light breath hit Tsukuyomi's ear, itching, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart, a little panic.

Tsukuyomi frantically stretched out her hands to press against the man's chest, hoping to stop him from getting any closer. It was too, too dangerous...

"What are you talking about? That's weird... Go away, I want to go back."

Gojo Muneto did not answer, but lowered his eyes and looked at the other person's hand that was against his chest. Tsukuyomi's fingers were thin and slender, with distinct joints, round and clean nails, and faint blue lines were faintly visible under the fair skin.

The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

good smell.

From Tsukuyomi's perspective, he seemed a little lonely, inexplicably... a little pitiful.

Thinking of this, my heart softened and I felt a little guilty, and the movement of my hands pushing him away couldn't help but loosen.

Some hypocritical gentlemen are very good at climbing up the ladder, and they will make a big deal out of anything if you are treated well.

I'm talking about people like Gojo Muneto.

He is clearly decisive and impartial outside...

The next moment, he stretched out a hand and grasped the other person tightly. His hot, calloused hand easily brought Tsukuyomi's hands together and gently placed them on the side of his face.

Her eyes were deep and pointed, with eyelashes slightly drooping and curled, and her eyes, which were curved inward and outward, looked less sharp and gentle under the cold and quiet moonlight.

"Stay here forever"

Not staying at Gojo House

But stay here, stay in this courtyard, stay with him

He wanted to keep a god of his own.

This situation made Tsukuyomi feel dangerous, and gave him a feeling that it was a mistake to come here. Some emotion was about to break through his ignorance and madly break through the taboo.

Tsukuyomi was silent for too long, which made Gojo Munetoshi, who had been watching him, feel depressed.

Then I felt the boy's struggle

"I do not want"

The boy sounded a little aggrieved, his voice was soft and sweet, with a sticky ending that sounded like he was complaining and trying to break free from his shackles.

He had finally escaped from the airtight "protection circle" of Rimei and Ryomen Sukuna, so how could he be willing to be captured again?

He doesn't want this.

There is no doubt that this is not the answer that Gojo Soto longed for. He only wanted and could only accept that one answer.

It's okay, they can take their time, they will have a lot of time to spend together

Until the boy gave the answer that satisfied everyone.

The closer Gojo Muneto got, the harder Tsukuyomi struggled, until her shoulders, which were holding up her yukata, shrank and slid down as if she could no longer bear it.

The man, who was many years older than the boy, was strong and stubborn, and the last bit of etiquette in his heart was thrown out of his mind.

He should leave.

But he leaned down.

He placed it on the back of the boy's neck and then removed it immediately, leaving his mark.

As we all know, the six eyes are extremely good at capturing cursed energy. In their eyes, cursed energy glitters.

The Gojo family's six-eyes have their own "language" for communication, which requires precise control of the cursed power. They use special methods to condense the cursed power into the size of a thread, and then compile the family's secrets and their own understanding of the "six eyes" into a book in the form of "text".

This is the secret between the "Six Eyes" of the Gojo Family.

The "wordless book" that only they can see.

Now this special text has been engraved on Tsukuyomi's body by Gojo Muneto.

The rough thumb rubbed the mark again and again.

The ignorant gods were accidentally labeled as "privately owned" by mortals.

"Go to sleep"

Gojo Zongren's voice was very low and hoarse. He pulled up the clothes that fell on the man's waist, picked him up horizontally, and put him into the bed.

The feeling just now was too strange. Tsukuyomi's head was smoked and he couldn't turn it around. His long, wet eyelashes trembled, and his watery eyes glanced to the side awkwardly, not looking at him.

The sturdy and powerful man's forearm was half exposed, and he accidentally pressed against Tsukuyomi.

The temperature of their bodies was too high, and it was even hotter when they touched each other, so hot that it was scary.

After doing all this, Gojo Soto turned around and prepared to leave without looking back. He felt a little guilty and walked a little faster.

I've done enough for today.

The moment I was about to step out of the door, a weak voice came softly, with protest and confusion.

"I didn't like that...it was weird."

Liuyan lowered his head and smiled lightly, without turning his head back, his azure eyes looked up at the full moon in the sky again.

The bright and peaceful moon hanging high in the sky, with its shadowy shadows

It completely illuminated his heart, and for the rest of his life, his heart would be completely enveloped by that faint moonlight.

“You’ll like it”

*

From that day on, Tsukuyomi locked himself in his room and refused to go out. Even when he couldn't stand it any more, he only dared to take a walk outside when Gojo Muneto was not around.

Gojo Zongren seemed to have noticed the young man's embarrassment and gave in. He spent much less time at the main house and spent most of his time outside "hunting" cursed spirits.

The three great families are now the sharp swords in the hands of the emperor and the nobles. Not only do they have to ensure that there is no intrusion of cursed spirits in Heian-kyō, but they also occasionally do things to clear up some "troubles" for the emperor.

Even among the three great families, their strength varies. The most powerful one at the moment is the Gojo clan, followed by Zenin and Kamo.

Because of the Gojo clan, the Gojo clan is the strongest among the younger generation this year. The clan members are united and work together to be led by the head of the clan.

Therefore, the monthly Curse Spirit Purification event is always conducted by the weaker Zenin and Kamo teams.

To ensure your own safety.

It should be like this,

Gojo Munenori cut off the head of the first-level cursed spirit with a single blow without blinking an eye. Just as he was about to turn around to support other teams, he was blocked by the purple-haired boy.

Zenyuan Heyan stood under a lush old tree, his face as handsome as a jade, bathed in the sunlight dappled by the tree's shadows. He looked over with a bad face, but when he noticed Gojo Zongren's gaze, his expression suddenly changed.

The smile was provocative, with the arrogance of a young man.

An eyesore...

The five clan members did not want to get too entangled with this immature kid, so they turned around and prepared to take another path.

"You took him away?"

Liuyan paused and looked back expressionlessly.

Zenin Kazuhiko ignored the terrifying look that fell on him and continued to speak.

"Why don't you let me see him? Are you scared?"

Gojo clan members remained silent

"We've known each other for over ten years. Have you seen him as a child? He was very cute. Guess where I first met him?"

"In a shrine in the far suburbs, when he was only six or seven years old, he would secretly hide under the curtains of the altar to sleep. Even with so much noise above, he could still sleep so soundly."

Wujo Zongren suddenly laughed, pulled the corner of his mouth and looked over sarcastically, his eyes full of determination, "So what?"

Zenin Kazuhiko did not shy away from the challenge and responded with a fierce look, "Give him back to me."

“You’re late”