Chapter 3: The first acquaintance in the new world
Satoru Gojo, as at almost any other time, was smiling. Wide and friendly, looking Shoko straight in the eye through his sunglasses. Dressed in a black shirt and loose gray pants, he looked more like some kind of bully than the strongest sorcerer of the present time. A smug and self-confident white-haired young man, that's who Satoru Gojo was. However, this didn't make him a bad person.
"Yo, Shoko," the guy smiled even wider, which previously seemed impossible, and then continued, pointing with his finger at the child in the hands of the girl, "And this little one is Yoriichi, right?"
"Yes, it's him," Ieyri squinted slightly, expressing dissatisfaction, right now she didn't like the typical behavior of her friend, "You're on time, come inside, I need your help."
"Hmm?" Satoru raised his snow-white eyebrows and mumbled questioningly.
Shoko cleared the passage by going into the apartment, and a second later Gojo followed her. He looked around with disgust, looking at the things and garbage scattered on the floor. Usually this girl has always taken care of herself and her home, it seems that the appearance of a child in her life has significantly changed her routine. It was still hard for this guy to believe that one of his acquaintances had already had a child, this thought made his head empty in shock.
He could have expected something like this from almost anyone, but certainly not from Shoko Ieyri, a hopelessly relaxed and absent-minded girl who was only interested in fashion and smoking cigarettes. By the way, she quit the last habit relatively recently, starting to follow a healthy lifestyle.
"You should definitely clean up here," Satoru looked extremely funny, but it didn't make the girl smile, because she was already used to the antics of this guy.
"It doesn't matter anymore," she replied with a satisfied expression on her face, "The day after tomorrow we are moving out of here, we are going to move to a more suitable place."
"That's how it is!" Gojo exclaimed cheerfully, having perked up after the recent discontent, but the next second he remembered something, he was already asking his question, "Listen, why do you need me at all? I just came here to look at the kid, it was interesting. Well, and to see you too"
On the perfect face of the owner of six eyes, the usual arrogant and smug grin appeared for him. He had his hands in his pockets and now looked even more arrogant than before. This was almost always the case when someone asked for help on their own for the first time. The proud Satoru Gojo just couldn't help but throw in some kind of joke, but still, he practically never refused to help anyone. His refusal was met only by those people who chose to enmity with him.
"It's about Yoriichi," Shoko briefly said, "He has very unusual eyes, but I don't feel his cursed energy at all. It's like the case of the sorcerer killer you defeated. That's why I want you to look at him with your six eyes."
"Sounds funny," A smile reappeared on Gojo's face, "By the way, I don't feel any cursed energy from the little one either. It's all strange, ordinary people's eyes definitely don't glow. Okay, put him somewhere, I'll take a closer look on him."
Young man lowered his round sunglasses to his nose and winked at the Ieyri who turned around. The girl shook her head disapprovingly, but a smile appeared on her face anyway. Days and months pass, and something never changes. Even after all the events in this life, her white-haired friend did not show his despondency. With her, he never lost heart and seemed to enjoy every second of his own existence. An amazing man.
The very next second, Yoriichi, amusingly flapping his unusual ruby eyes, was lying in a crib. Satoru Gojo bent over it, and then began to make faces, even showed his tongue. The expression on the child's face, perhaps, could be called confused. Surely he thought that the person who came was a little stupid or at least strange. However, at that moment this guy wasn't wearing his sunglasses, he had previously taken them off, which is why very beautiful eyes of the colors of the azure sky appeared in the light.
Thoughtfully putting his fist under his chin, he leaned on the crib and visibly squinted, as if trying to see something. Shoko Ieyri was watching him intently, tension was visible on her face, and she was waiting for the verdict. If even the so-called six eyes of the great Gojo clan can't see anything, then it would be safe to say that Yoriichi really doesn't have even a drop of cursed energy. That is, he is a victim of the heavenly restriction, completed from the very beginning of the heavenly restriction, since he did not have the cursed energy at all. This carried both advantages and disadvantages, but the fact was that her son would definitely not be accepted in the society of sorcerers. Especially one particular person, Geto Suguru. He certainly shouldn't have known that his old friend's child doesn't have the cursed energy in principle, otherwise it could turn into big trouble.
Straining his eyes and squinting hard a moment ago, Satoru suddenly opened them wide, and froze in place. The white-haired guy even slightly opened his mouth, as if not believing what was happening. Obviously, what he saw struck him to the highest degree.
"What happened? "Ieyri asked anxiously, "Did you see something strange?"
"Not that word, Shoko, not that word..." The guy whispered sluggishly, and then indignantly and enthusiastically at the same time exclaiming, "Damn it, he has more than ten times more cursed energy than me!"
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