Cursemiss Tianhu Came to Me

Gojo Satoru's perspective: My name is Gojo Satoru, recognized as the strongest in the magic world. My daily routine consists of exorcising curse spirits, dealing with rotten oranges, and cultivating (and occasionally teasing) my group of less-than-worried students. Life is extremely fulfilling, but sometimes it can be boring. Until that busy summer, two of my students overturned their car in a rural town. By the time I arrived in a hurry, the trouble had been solved. The place was eerily clean, with no trace of the spell remaining, and only my student was sleeping peacefully. The person who solved the problem was a shrine maiden named Kumo Kumo from the local shrine. Not a conjurer, not registered. Out of curiosity, I stepped into her shrine carrying a bag of strawberry daifuku. The morning fog has not yet cleared, and she is wearing an old witch costume and cleaning the stone steps. When he saw me, he was neither surprised nor afraid. But at that moment, my "six eyes" told me - she was different. It's not a difference in power or technique, but a kind of... Existence itself. It's like when you come back from a long journey and look up to see the mountains of your hometown still standing silently. Rain or shine, it's there. She handed me a glass of hot strawberry milk and her tone was as natural as greeting a neighbor's child: "Here you go." … Damn it. My "six eyes" can see through most spells, the flow of spells, and the subtle trajectories of all things. But for the first time, I couldn't see through a person at all. There is no magic power on her body, only an ancient and pure aura, like the unmelted snow in the mountains or the spring flowing in the forest. She never asked or probed. Just prepare tea and snacks when I come uninvited again full of irritability. We chat about insignificant things, from which dessert is better to today's clouds drifting slowly. She listened to me complaining about those rotten oranges, and occasionally showed a faint smile, and then said: "Thank you for your hard work." ——It's like, I'm just an ordinary, tired young man in his twenties. Not "the six eyes of the Gojo family", not "the strongest in the world of magic". Just Gojo Satoru. … This feels pretty good. Yun Juguang's perspective: During her routine morning cleaning, she heard unfamiliar footsteps. Under the torii stood an overly conspicuous young man. White hair, sunglasses, and an air of flamboyance that is incompatible with the surroundings. She watched silently as he approached. Too young, she thought. Still a child, a dazzling and lonely child. One sentence introduction: I have seen the strongest, and I have also seen a young man walking alone. Intention: I hope you have a branch to live on, so you don't have to walk alone in the wind and snow [Tips before reading] 1. The love line is thin and long-flowing, and develops slowly. 2. It is unfriendly to most of the original characters and contains critical descriptions. If you have any concerns, please do not enter. 3. CP: Unju Hikaru × Gojo Satoru, GB. Although I can't see it clearly, I still write it down to avoid lightning. 4. The heroine Yun Juguang is a non-human immortal with a careless mentality and lack of interest in the world of magic as a whole. 5. In the early stage, there will be a lot of other people's perspectives to pave the way. Please read carefully according to your personal preferences. If you feel uncomfortable, please exit in time. Happy reading. Intention: I hope you have a branch to live on, so you don't have to walk alone in the wind and snow