I'm the heroine of a love game in a comic book

"So, this is why you ask me whether I love you or not?"

Zenin Naoya stood in the tent, playing with the dagger nonchalantly with his slender fingers, treating the cursed spirit opposite him as air.

"I'm working now."

The implication is that you are getting in my way.

"The fact that you dare to answer the phone means it's nothing to worry about for you." Xuejian was unmoved.

"Well, I like to hear that."

As he spoke, Zenin Naoya activated a technique that divided one second into 24 equal parts, instantly removing the curse.

"The most important thing, of course, is life."

Watching the curse gradually dissipate, Zenin Naoya felt much better.

According to the instructions of the "dream", as long as Yukimi Tsukishiro falls in love with him, he will not die.

He is now confident enough that Yuecheng Xuejian has fallen in love with him.

As expected, God still favors him.

Thinking of this, Zenin Naoya's tone softened a little: "I have to go to the technical high school later, I should be able to catch up in time to pick you up after get off work."

"Okay, call me when you get downstairs."

After hanging up the phone with a smile, when Zenin Naoya was about to put down the tent and leave, a vine suddenly broke out from the ground, and the sharp thorn at the top pointed directly at his heart!

Got it!

Hua Yu was secretly happy, but when he looked carefully, there was no trace of Zenin Naoya.

"I hate it most when someone sneaks up on me. Now you can make your last words."

A dagger was across Hua Yu's neck, and the man just now had slipped behind it at some point.

Such a fast speed, Hua Yu’s pupils constricted.

"Little boy, it's still too early to brag."

Field expansion · Eat the sea of ​​light

On October 2018, 10, the special first-class sorcerer Zenin Naoya encountered the special-class cursed spirit Hanamika during a mission and was seriously injured. Gojo Satoru was ordered to support and defeat Hanamika.

"It hurts, it hurts, please be gentle."

Zenin Naoya angrily knocked Gojo Satoru's hand away, "You have so much strength but nowhere to use it, right?"

"Speak politely. If your assistant supervisor hadn't noticed that you had been in the tent for too long and asked for backup, and I happened to be nearby, you would have died long ago."

Gojo Satoru put down the bandage in his hand. He didn't really want to apply medicine to Zenin Naoya. He just wanted to make his injuries worse.

"Don't tell Xuejian."

The two of them were silent on the way to the hospital until they reached the bottom of the hospital building, when Zenin Naoya spoke awkwardly.

"I don't have that much to do." Gojo Satoru patted his butt and prepared to leave. He had a lot of troubles right now.

"Hey, be careful not to get sealed."

Gojo Satoru turned his head in surprise, and Zenin Naoya looked very unnatural to see his big reaction. In fact, he regretted his words as soon as they came out of his mouth.

What does Gojo Satoru’s life or death have to do with me?

"The thing that sealed you was a black, square box covered with eyes."

"It should be somewhere with a lot of people, maybe next to a train?"

Forget it, now that it’s all said, let’s just be a good person.

Zenin Naoya tried hard to recall the strange dream, feeling a little unsure.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his arm and closed the car door, blocking the doctor and the staff carrying the stretcher outside the car.

He removed the blindfold and stared at Zenin Naoya with his ice-blue eyes, trying to determine whether what he said was true or not.

Zenin Naoya immediately understood what he meant, his face full of anger at being misunderstood, and then he glared back without giving in.

After a while, Gojo Satoru said slowly, "You changed your career to become a witch?"

"Ha, you are sick, you take my kindness for granted."

There was nothing unusual. Gojo Satoru retracted his gaze and put on his eye mask. "Whether it's true or not, thank you anyway."

"Don't thank me. Now that you're dead, there's no one to take the lead."

Zenin Naoya's face was indifferent, "I just want to follow behind and drink porridge, as long as Xuejian and I can get married."

"Then have you ever thought that if you don't pay anything, not even the price of leaving the Zenyuan family, you may end up getting nothing."

Zenin Naoya sneered, "Do you think I'm you? I only have the title of the strongest, but I have nothing else but students to protect, and fate is always on my side."

Zenin Naoya has been as arrogant as ever for the past ten years.

Gojo Satoru thought, I have known since I was seventeen that fate never stands on anyone's side.

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Xuejian hung up the phone and sat in front of the window in a depressed mood.

Zenin Naoya did not come to pick her up.

Although he called to explain that he was temporarily called back to the family to prepare for a business trip, and he also scolded the Chanyuan family together with her, Xuejian could hear the restrained cough on the other end of the phone and the panicked voices of the doctors around him.

She suppressed her uneasiness, pretended not to notice anything unusual, complained a few words, and then called Gao Zuo Yujia.

Sure enough, Takase Yuka told her that Zenin Naoya encountered the special-grade cursed spirit Hanamika during the mission and was seriously injured and recuperating.

"Aren't you going to the hospital to see him? The surgery should be finished by now, and he will be sent back to Kyoto for recuperation soon."

Yuecheng Xuejian sighed softly, "No, he doesn't want me to see him lying in bed sick, so I'll just pretend I don't know."

Although she was very unwilling, she began to regret not asking the system to find her a sorcerer's body.

But this makes it understandable why she has not been able to succeed. A sorcerer goes through fire and water every day, and life is so precious. She cannot die for Zenin Naoya.

Fortunately, the system only allows her to achieve two achievements. She is not leaving the world yet to conquer the next man. She just wants to see Gao Zuo Yujia and the others brainstorming.

It's definitely not because of a certain blond guy.

"Come to think of it, why did Hanamiya attack Naoya? Obviously, there was no trace of him before."

Takatsuki Yuka hesitated for a moment, "It is said that the original mission location was near where Hanamiya was hiding, and it woke it up."

Well, it's his bad luck.

But a few days later, when the two of them were video chatting, it was natural that Yukie discovered Zenin Naoya's poor acting skills, and she could finally give him a good scolding.

"Can't you be more cautious? You showed off to me how powerful you are, but ended up getting hurt like this and didn't even let me find out. I'm really worried about you, don't you know?"

"I was wrong, okay? Stop crying. I'm almost healed now, you see." Zenin Naoya hurriedly explained, flexing his muscles.

"By the way, all the jasmine seeds you gave me have bloomed."

Zenin Naoya racked his brains and finally came up with a good topic to divert his girlfriend's attention.

"No, I won't take pictures for you. When I come back, I'll trim the flowers and make a bouquet for you."

After refusing Xuejian's request to see the photos, Zenin Naoya had already imagined that in a few days he would be standing downstairs of Xuejian's company with a bouquet of flowers that he had picked and wrapped himself.

Those colleagues must be so envious.

*

Halloween came in a blink of an eye.

"Xuejian, can you help me deliver this document to Matsuda's house? I'm in a hurry to meet a client."

Colleague Ryoko Yamada walked up to Xuejian's workstation with a document.

Today is October 31st, Halloween, and also the time of the Shibuya Incident. Xuejian just wants to get off work quickly and stay at home obediently, not going anywhere.

She immediately refused, "I have something to do later."

"Oh, as long as you deliver the documents before leaving get off work, it won't delay the appointment."

Yamada Ryoko begged repeatedly.

If I hurry, I can get home by train around 6 o'clock, and I won't be able to catch the Shibuya Incident.

"Okay, I won't do it next time."

"Thank you Xuejian, you are so nice." Yamada Ryoko looked grateful.

Tsukishiro Yukie sighed, put on the couple scarf with Zenin Naoya, and got on the train.

Mr. Matsuda's house is not far from the company, but it is some distance away from Yukie's house. The tram passes by Meiji Jingumae Station.

It’s not even six o’clock yet. It’s okay. I can’t catch up with the real people.

Xuejian thought.

She followed the crowd into the crowded tram.

At the same time, Zenin Naoya set out from Kyoto. After staring at himself in the mirror for an hour, he finally decided to match the couple scarves they bought last time they went shopping and went out with a bouquet of jasmine.

After nearly a month of recuperation at home, Zenin Naoya has become an excellent flower farmer, among other things.

He cut the best blooming jasmine, wrapped it in exquisite craft paper, and went on a date with his beloved woman.

He deliberately did not tell Xuejian that he would come to see her today, just to record Xuejian's surprised expression.

Halloween elements can be seen everywhere on the Shinkansen. People look at him holding flowers in his hands and smile knowingly.

It wasn't so unbearable to take a ride on civilian transportation occasionally, and Zenin Naoya was in a good mood.

At this time, there were still three hours before the Shibuya Incident.