The young master of the Gojo family grew up with everyone doting on him.
When he was little, the old-fashioned elders of his clan arranged a grand matchmaking banquet for him.
The three great clans and nearly a hundred smaller families sent their eligible daughters one after another, including the Zenin family's useless girl with no cursed technique.
Luxurious fabrics in a dazzling array spread across the corridors like clouds. The young heir slipped away for some air and unexpectedly met a girl wearing a fearsome demon mask.
The girl sat on the boy's broad shoulders, her exposed forearms mottled with purple bruises. She looked toward him from afar and said with a bright smile:
"Toji, look. The legendary god has descended."
Her tone was soft and mocking.
Another story set next door to The Strongest. I just wanted to write about a traditional, patriarchal family and childhood sweethearts. You don't need to have read the other story to follow this one.
Main pairing: Gojo Satoru. Secondary pairing: Toji. Others undecided (?)
As someone raised on overwrought prose, I have to admit this story's writing is pretty melodramatic and awkward, but sometimes that's exactly the kind of toe-curling stuff you want to read (prostrating myself in advance).
From then on, another intriguing legend was added to the tales surrounding the Gojo family's divine heir.
They say the maid by his side was stunningly beautiful and especially good at enabling his worst impulses by handing him the knife.
Theme: In love and desire, one must bear the joys and sorrows oneself.
"Tangmen connects the valet's room and the carriage..." This is a big bug for the author~
Huo, there's also a new copy of Guanyue's book!!!