Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"He doesn't like us coming near him."

The chase during the day consumed a huge amount of energy. In addition, Xia You's home was safe and there was no threat from the cursed spirit that would come out of nowhere. Atobe Kageze put on the pajamas specially bought by Xia Youjie. , lying on the soft bed.

Today's experience was so exciting, the magician and the magic spirit, a whole new world unfolded in front of Atobe Jingze through Xia Youjie's narration.

However, none of this has anything to do with him now.

So the eleven-year-old boy emptied his mind and gradually fell into a dream.

……

Atobe Keizawa was strangled to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, but the dazzling sunlight was blocked by the curtains, and the temperature in the quilt was very warm. Obviously everything was just right, but Atobe Kagezawa felt that he was suffocating, as if his body was being strangled by a rope, and he couldn't breathe. Extremely uncomfortable.

He struggled in the dream for a long time, and finally woke up sweating. When he opened his eyes, he saw a white-haired figure like an octopus, holding himself with his hands and feet. He was sleeping in a bold and sweet sleep.

Atobe Keizawa looked at him silently, and then at himself.

...It’s hard to imagine that such a long strip can be hung up entirely.

But it was probably because of this person that he suffocated several times in his sleep.

Sighing maturely, Atobe Kageze kept his posture without moving, and even tried his best to relax his frightened and tense body.

He reluctantly recognized that this was probably his "other friend" that Xia Youjie said. Yesterday he said he was on a business trip abroad, and today he appeared in front of him.

Did you come back overnight? Atobe Keizawa looked at the unknown man in front of him.

Her skin is fair and translucent, her eyelashes like small fans rest lightly on her eyelids, her nose is high and her lips are thin. She is shockingly beautiful.

Even Atobe Kagezawa, who was accustomed to seeing beauties, could not deny that he had a unique face.

The boy looked away uncomfortably and moved his only movable arm. He didn't think he could be approached by strangers so easily while sleeping. The only explanation was that this body had its own thoughts.

Just like yesterday when I wanted to save that beautiful big sister and relaxed when I saw those weird bangs.

Eleven-year-old Atobe Keizawa could not imagine what the original owner of this body had gone through. Bah, it was a broken body.

But...since you rushed back all night, you must have stayed up late, right?

Although the white-haired man didn't look tired at all, he slept peacefully. Out of politeness, Atobe Keizawa chose to be quiet and wait for him to wake up.

Thinking of it as a reward for coming back all the way, the slightly unaccustomed young man looked away, subconsciously found a reason for himself, and turned to stare at the ceiling in a daze.

The corners of Wutiao Maomao's lips, which had woken up early, curved slightly. Last night, both Glass and Jie said that Aze's temper and personality were different after he became smaller, and asked him to pay more attention.

But looking at it this way, it hasn’t changed!

Sure enough, my charm is unstoppable!

Gojo Satoru was happy. He was indeed so scared that he ran back all night and stayed by the boy's bed for a long time. When he finally felt guilty, it was almost dawn.

So, it’s not too much to rub against your friend’s bed, right?

After all, Aze would let him sleep on the bed before!

After he finished feeling complacent, Atobe Keizawa soon discovered that the man was already awake, but he was lying in bed for some unknown reason. The corners of his mouth were still raised, and he was smiling like a giant cat who had stolen a can of meat.

"What's the matter? Aze, won't you continue to sleep?" Gojo Satoru closed his eyes and rubbed the quilt, but it did not prevent him from observing everything in the room.

"It's hard for me to continue sleeping with a stranger sleeping next to me." Atobe Keizawa answered honestly.

Gojo Satoru's body stiffened, and then he opened his eyes, revealing his eyes that were as clear as diamonds. He saw that his classmates were motionless. After a while, he got up from the bed aggrievedly, and helped Atobe Kage. Ze tightened the quilt and said in a long and sticky voice: "Okay, then I won't disturb your rest."

Atobe Keizawa:?

The smell of green tea hit his face, causing the boy to strategically lean back. Atobe Kagezawa's eyes suddenly widened, and he reached out to cover his heart, suddenly feeling a strong sense of guilt.

what happened? Did he really say something unpleasant just now? ? Atobe Keizawa's heart tightened. Didn't he just tell the truth?

Even if you don't notice it when you're asleep, how can you tolerate a strange man lying next to you when you wake up? He didn’t drive anyone away either! ! ?

But the man's grievance seemed to be on the surface. His eyes as beautiful as the sky were covered with a layer of water, and even his white satin-like hair was pickled, like a ragdoll cat that had fallen into the water, wet. Damn, it makes people feel sad.

...Ah this.

In a corner of his mind, the remaining sanity reminded Atobe Kagezawa that the man in front of him was probably just pretending to be pitiful, but the sensibility in another small corner began to linger. This adult who looked almost two meters tall was looking for a man. The possibility of children acting like a spoiled child is not high, right?

So he must really feel aggrieved?

No way, even if you are a good friend, you can't be so sticky, right?

Atobe Keizawa's emotions were tugging at him. What if he and his eighteen-year-old self got along like this? He suddenly replaced the adult version of himself, maybe he still couldn't adapt?

Is what I said really excessive? The eldest young master, who had never experienced such a situation, reviewed this idea again in his mind.

"Azawa?" Seeing the indifferent expression of his childhood friend, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but speak out.

It's over, he's already acting like a spoiled brat. Eighteen-year-old Atobe Keizawa can't stand it anymore. Why doesn't eleven-year-old Ze react at all? ?

Doesn't the young Aze not like Bai Mao and being as cute as Gojo Satoru? ?

It's simply unreasonable that there are people in this world who don't like Gojo Satoru.

Maomao felt truly uncomfortable now.

"How about you continue to sleep?" Atobe Keizawa got up, lifted the quilt a little, gave up the bed, and thoughtfully followed his example and pulled up the quilt: "I'm going to see other people."

"Forget it, it's almost time to get up." This was not the reaction Azawa should have. Gojo Satoru finally realized the fact that his best friend had become smaller and could not remember himself.

He stood up and lost interest in sleeping.

His six eyes saw more than others. The young Aze was more indifferent than the fifteen-year-old Aze, with a gregarious reaction, a raised smile, and pretended to be considerate.

...All of this is just "personality".

It's really uncomfortable... Maomao had a cold face and slowly rolled up the bandages over his eyes layer by layer. The urge to "kill all the senior officials" was tightly suppressed in his body. The moment he stepped out, the tall man The white-haired magician bent his body closer to his smaller classmate.

Aze's body was tensing, he was restraining his movement to retreat, and his expression was very resistant.

- He doesn't like us getting close.

The six eyes faithfully fed the information back to Gojo Satoru's mind, and the conjurer's lips tightened into a straight line.

After just a few breaths, the frivolous young man stretched out his hand cheerfully, speaking in a high-spirited tone.

"Let's go, let's take you to try Liu Haijie's craftsmanship~"