"Aze aze aze aze aze aze aze—"

Xia Youjie has been feeling depressed recently.

It has been almost half a month since his friend became smaller due to the curse.

His young friend is more defensive, less humane, and more indifferent than when he first met him. The mask that looks exactly like his adult self seems to have become his signature. He looks well-behaved and sensible, and doesn't cause trouble, but he also seems to be... Separated by a thick layer of glass.

The eighteen-year-old friend only used personas and masks to deal with outsiders, and now, Aze uses this kind of thing to deal with them.

He is so big and a lovely friend

That's it

Snap, gone.

...No, this is not the point. Xia Youjie pinched his forehead. No, this is also the point, but there is a subtle difference!

The boy with a round head looked at the daily light comedy in his living room with a dull face and a dark look on his face.

"Come! Azawa! Read it with Teacher Gojo!" Gojo Satoru stuck out his butt and rocked beside his young best friend, his little paws sweetly teasing the boy's nerves: "sa~to~ru~"

"Sa~to~ru~" Gojo Satoru opened his mouth wide, trying to be so friendly-easy to learn.

"Mr. Gojo..." The clinginess of the cat was beyond Kagezawa Atobe's imagination. The three-year-old adult gorilla left Kagezawa Atobe, who had some social difficulties, helpless.

He was probably not a person who could judge faces. Atobe Keizawa began to doubt himself. Even if he could judge faces, could that delicate gorilla be called cute?

Is it possible——

Atobe Keizawa paused, and then the eleven-year-old boy realized that these religious people definitely have the ability to brainwash!

"Aze Aze~"

"Aze Aze Aze Aze Aze Aze—"

The cat purred in his ears, and his long legs of 1.9 meters were wrapped around the waist of his best friend. He had a posture of "I will never let go until you open your mouth." Atobe Keizawa was so annoyed by him that he closed his eyes. Out of sight is pure.

"Aze really doesn't even want to be called by his name...Wu-chan is so sad qwq"

Satoru-chan.

Where did this come from? JK, the blond boy with his eyes closed twitched his mouth.

Atobe Keizawa was really distressed. The annoying Gojo Satoru tried his best to torment him, but he was the only one who was tormented.

Perhaps because he knows the true meaning of making trouble, Gojo Satoru's tossing is stuck on the edge of the young man's success, stepping on the bottom line and jumping horizontally repeatedly, but it will not really upset him.

"Wu..." Xia Youjie, with his good qualities of understanding and understanding, was about to stop him.

"Satoru." The little boy closed his eyes and said, his calm voice mixed with helplessness and indulgence, but he still followed Gojo Satoru's wishes.

...Look, it's like this again, Xia Youjie's face turned dull again, and his young friend will gradually sink into the whirlpool of white hair even if he wears a mask.

Tsk, damn fetish.

……

……

Can't it be Heimao?

"Yeah!" The big cat rejoiced at the scene. It got what it wanted. The cat stuck it on the cheek of its best friend, rubbing its furry head so that the boy's cheek tilted and he kept shrinking his head to the side.

"It's decided, Aze will accompany me to buy desserts later!" He even remembered that he didn't use "I" to call himself a bad boy. Gojo Satoru blinked his big, watery eyes, and his blue pupils were completely exposed to his sight. , became the best tool for him to commit crimes based on his beauty.

"But I don't like sweet..."

"If you can't eat Dafu, your eyes will hurt, you will be tired, and you will have a fever..." Maomao pursed his lips and began to suffer aggrievedly, his pitiful voice like chanting a sutra stuck in Jingze's mind.

Then... as Xia Youjie expected, two pairs of big watery eyes looked at him.

One silently asked if he could go out, and the other... winked.

Hey, Xia Youjie thought angrily, just let this scheming guy get used to you!

"No, the auxiliary supervisor is already waiting for you. Wu, your task has not been completed yet?"

"Tsk, annoying." Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his face away. It was indeed a task that only he could do. He simply let go of his hand. The 1.9-meter-old man looked very oppressive after standing up.

"Wait, wait! Gojo... No, Satoru!" After a pause, the boy changed his title after Maomao complained.

"Your sunglasses." Atobe Keizawa took out the sunglasses that had been there for a while from his pocket. He stood on tiptoe and brought the sunglasses to him: "Didn't you say that your eyes will hurt? Why don't you just wear them?" Will it feel better this way?"

"Six Eyes", Atobe Keizawa's new vocabulary, eyes that are always in a state of information collection, a passive skill, but it will bring endless fatigue to himself.

The white-haired adult has a talent that others cannot match. People here call it "talent", but the young Atobe Keizawa thinks it is just a curse.

He looked at the adults with worry unconsciously in his eyes, as if it came from the instinct of this body, and also seemed to be the emotion of an eleven-year-old.

"..."

"……oh."

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment. He actually didn't feel tired much anymore. Ever since he learned the reversal technique, this feeling of fatigue already felt like something from the last century.

Acting like a baby is just to gain attention.

Eighteen-year-old Aze can see through his little thoughts, but he still chooses to indulge.

Eleven-year-old Aze can't see through it, but he cares about him outright.

Even if this is the "good boy" Aze wearing a mask.

Gojo Satoru can still distinguish between acting and real feelings.

"Oh! I'm going to work then. Come back and bring snacks for Azawa~" Gojo Satoru showed a simple and genuine smile, put his big hand on the head of his classmate, and raised the corners of his lips with a smile.

Xia Youjie:......

Look, Xia Youjie started to feel depressed again.

He is such a great friend

It's just him who can't be coaxed.

Xia Youjie doesn’t understand, but he refuses to admit defeat! It's nothing to act coquettishly, he is the father of two children, there is no way he will lose to a white-haired chicken and a cat!

Speaking of children, Aze is also a child now. He is half a month old. Is it really okay to be bored at home all day?

Children all have to go out and play, right?

The man with round hair and bangs who had no memory of saying "Aze is not suitable for exposure" raised a kind smile.

"Ahem, Aze, let's go pick up Mimiko and Nanako for dinner later at noon?"

"There is a good store that Aze can try."

The plan goes through!

"Eh? Mr. Xia You, can I go out?" Atobe Kagezawa, who was adjusting the remote control, looked over in confusion.

"..."

The young man's question pierced Xia Youjie's heart like a sharp arrow. He was not angry. He was not angry at all. He had no idea that Aze had just planned to go out and buy desserts for Wu.

Why didn't you feel like you couldn't go out just now?

What Mr. Xiayou!

:) Xia Youjie didn't say anything, he was furious.

"Then... let's go?" Xia Youjie gritted his big white teeth and mentally licked the white cat's head before gritting his teeth and said, "You have a full day of relaxation today, so you can go out with me without any worries."

"So...Aze wants to meet your brother?"

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Broken thoughts:

It can be said that this is a scene where DKs have double standards for each other (

Xia Youjie: Today is my day to overtake on the spot!

Gojo Satoru: Oh, black hair and small eyes.

Home is a glass: On the dark jealousy of DKs.

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