Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

Yes, that's who he is.

As long as he follows his own will, that's fine; his sense of righteousness is up to him to decide.

He would no longer hesitate; he wanted to become Xia Youjie, who belonged only to himself!

Once on the highway, the two little girls were fast asleep in the back seat, sprawled out in different positions. Nanako's head rested on Mimiko's shoulder, and Mimiko's little hand was clutching the hem of Nanako's clothes.

Moonlight streamed in through the car window, illuminating their youthful profiles, their eyelashes fluttering occasionally.

Duanmu Yan turned his head from the passenger side and glanced at the two peaceful sleeping faces in the rearview mirror, then turned to Xia Youjie: "In that case, how about you consider changing jobs?"

"Huh?" Xia Youjie frowned. "What do you want me to do now?"

"It's nothing. I just wanted you to be the kindergarten principal for a while."

Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment.

What is this bastard saying?

He...is a kindergarten principal?

……

Two days later, in a hotel room in Saitama Prefecture, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a golden hue on the carpet.

Nanako ran around the bed holding a fluffy little bear doll, shouting, "Look, look!"

Mimi knelt beside the bedside table, carefully holding the teru teru bozu that had been re-sewn, her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

"Look, Lady Natsuyu! This little bear is so cute!" Nanako lifted the bear above her head, jumped, and the mattress bounced her up and down.

"And my teru teru bozu (sunny doll), Lord Duanmu fixed it for me!"

Xia Youjie leaned against the headboard, letting his hair down. He was wearing a rather loose bathrobe, which softened his sharp features and made him look more gentle and homely.

He looks like a married man who has just woken up. If any girls were to pass by, they would definitely drool over his physique.

He reached out and gently patted the two girls' heads: "Yes, yes, it's a very cute little bear. This doll is also very well repaired. Duanmu is still so meticulous."

He has already submitted his application to his superiors, and he will be able to choose his own tasks from now on, only accepting those that involve less contact with ordinary people.

As for the two girls, he decided to adopt them, just like Duanmu and Wuhu.

"Oh, right." He suddenly remembered, "Where's Duanmu? Didn't you go out with him?"

Nanako and Mimiko exchanged a glance, then jumped up at the same time.

"Ah! We've lost Lord Duanmu!" Nanako covered her face with her hands, her terrified eyes peeking out from between her fingers.

"Lord Duanmu disappeared after he took us downstairs," Mimiko said, clutching her terrified teru bozu to her chest.

"Wow! Mimiko, we were so eager to see Lord Natsuyu that we neglected Lord Duanmu!"

"Nanako, what should we do? What if Lord Duanmu gets lost..."

The two of them were so anxious that they scurried all over the bed, which made Xia Youjie smile.

He stretched out his two large hands, one on each of their heads, and immobilized them.

"Duanmu is an adult now, he won't get lost. He probably went out because he forgot to buy something."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle breeze drifted in through the window. The curtains swayed slightly.

"As expected of you, Jay. You guessed my purpose right away."

Duanmu Yan stood by the window, holding a large box with the words "Happy Birthday" printed on it.

Xia Youjie turned his head to look at him: "Why did you buy this? No one in the vocational college should have a birthday in September."

Duanmu Yan rolled his eyes at him, placed the cake on the table, opened the box, revealing a cream cake covered with strawberries: "This is for Nanako and Mimiko. They finally managed to leave that place, so of course we should celebrate. From today onwards, their lives start anew, and this is more memorable than their birthdays."

Xia Youjie blinked, then gently patted his face: "Haha, that's true. I was overthinking it."

The two little ones were still panicking because they had lost Lord Duanmu, but when they turned around and saw Xia Youjie patting them, they immediately rushed over.

Nanako grabbed his wrist and pulled him down, while Mimiko clung to his neck, pressing her cheek against his: "Don't hurt yourself, Natsuyu-sama!"

Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment as the two little ones clung to him, then threw his head back and burst into laughter.

She laughed and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I was wrong, so I need to be punished. I'll cut the cake then."

He stood up, and the two girls clung to his arms on either side, like two little koalas that wouldn't let go.

He led them to the table, opened the cake box, and paused when he saw the brand label.

"This is……"

Duanmu Yan smiled and said, "It's from Wu's favorite cake shop. Although that guy is unreliable, he's an authority when it comes to choosing desserts."

Xia Youjie looked down at the label, then at the cream cake on the table covered with strawberries.

The two girls had already slid off his arm and were leaning on the edge of the table, staring intently at the cake.

Xia Youjie laughed again; he had lost count of how many times he had laughed that day.

He was really... happy.

He picked up a plastic knife, gestured at the top of the cake, and then made a cut.

“That’s true,” he said.

Chapter 142 Young Master Gojo is Jealous

"Hey~ Were you guys thinking about me just now?"

There is a type of person who always appears precisely when everyone least wants to see them.

That's right, this person is none other than our mischievous, arrogant, gluttonous but not lazy Wujiao Wu.

Gojo Satoru jumped down from the windowsill, immediately spotted the cake on the table, and unceremoniously picked up a piece.

As he devoured the cake, he mumbled indistinctly, "Honestly, you guys didn't even call me to eat it. Luckily I arrived early, otherwise there wouldn't even be any crumbs left."

Duanmu Yan: I was afraid you would try to steal it, so I told you to come later. I didn't expect Gotō Sō to come so early. I really miscalculated.

Xia Youjie helplessly held his forehead.

There was a rustling sound behind them. Nanako and Mimiko were startled by the tall man who suddenly barged in and shrank back behind him, each clutching the hem of his clothes on either side.

Xia Youjie reached out and gently patted their backs: "This guy is a close friend of mine and Duanmu's. You should respect him as you would us..."

Duanmu Yan chimed in from the side, "You can trust him and rely on him, but you don't need to respect him. He's not a guy who deserves respect."

Gojo Satoru placed the empty plate on the table, teleported next to Duanmu Yan, bent down and brought his face close to Duanmu Yan's, and said unhappily, "Huh? You dare to talk to me like that? Looks like it's time for a showdown!"

Duanmu Yan stared at him without backing down. His strength was now above Wu's. Wu had not yet reached his peak, while he already possessed Thunder Yatalis.

He's destined to win this battle.

He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, and looked up at him: "What are you saying? From any angle, I'm clearly stronger."

“Then let’s have a competition.” Gojo Satoru slammed his fork on the table.

Duanmu Yan stood up: "Then let's settle this in the way of the strong."

The two stood facing each other, and the room suddenly fell silent as the wind gently lifted a corner of the curtains.

Nanako and Mimiko peeked out from behind Xia Youjie, their four eyes wide open.

“I’m coming.” Gojo Satoru stared into Duanmu Yan’s eyes.

“You can make your move at any time. I will absolutely not lose to you.” Duanmu Yan also stared at him.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and then they attacked simultaneously.

A second later, Gojo Satoru knelt on the tatami mat, pounding his fists on the floor, his voice filled with grief and indignation, "Damn it—you bastard! You always chose paper in the first round! Why did you choose rock this time! Let's play another round, let's play another round..."

Duanmu Yan crossed his arms and looked down at him as he pounded the floor: "This is too ugly, Wu. The winner of this match is undoubtedly..."

"...I won."

Nanako's mouth dropped open, and Mimiko nearly dropped the teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll made of hot air balloons). The two little girls exclaimed in unison, "Is this how the strong fight?"

Xia Youjie sat cross-legged beside them, patiently explaining to the two little ones: "Because if the two of them really started fighting, the entire county would cease to exist, so we usually solve problems by playing rock-paper-scissors."

He paused here, looking at Gojo Satoru kneeling on the ground and refusing to get up, then at Duanmu Yan, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Wu has six eyes, so theoretically he should be able to see his opponent's moves clearly.

I never expected Duanmu to win.

Duanmu Yan sneered inwardly. So what if he had six eyes? The moment he threw his punch, he used wind element to accelerate his hand gesture, making it so fast that even the six-eyed man couldn't catch it.

Their rock-paper-scissors game was not as simple as it seemed; it was the ultimate application of magical power.

Every move he made was a combination of magical power control and tactical maneuvering.

He wouldn't lose, even if it meant risking his dignity as a top-tier sorcerer.

Xia Youjie leaned against the window, stroking the heads of the two little ones in his arms, and watched Wutiao Wu put the third piece of cake into his mouth. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Why did you come here and eat so much cake?"

Gojo Satoru lifted his face from the pile of cakes and mumbled, "What does it matter? I like sweets, after all."

"The reason he talked to me was because that guy Duanmu wanted me to help the four little ones we adopted move, and he called me over to be a laborer."

He pulled the fork out of his mouth, pointed at Duanmu Yan, and said indignantly, "This guy is getting more and more used to ordering me around."

After listening, Xia Youjie nodded and smiled, "That's perfect. I promised Duanmu that I would take care of these children from now on."

Wu Tiao Wu's fork stopped in mid-air. He looked at Xia Youjie, then at Duanmu Yan, then at Xia Youjie again.

Jay wants to be a kindergarten teacher? What did he miss out on?

A top-tier sorcerer teaching a few children—isn't this world a bit absurd?

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xia Youjie again. Xia Youjie was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Cai Cai Zi was holding up a teddy bear and trying to put it in his hand, while Mei Mei Zi was holding up a teru teru bozu doll and waving it in front of his eyes. He looked down and listened to the two little ones chattering away. The curve of his eyes was as light as the floating clouds outside the window.

Gojo Satoru pushed his sunglasses down a bit. He looked at Xia Youjie's appearance and remained silent for a moment. "But this isn't bad either."

Gojo Satoru pushed his sunglasses back up. "Jay, you've found your own path too."

I'd only seen that smile before last summer.

"That's really great."

Duanmu Yan stood up and patted off imaginary dust from his pants. "Let's go, let's move."