[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

Gojo Satoru felt something was wrong.

But the object of the problem is not himself, but the one who will become his wife soon.

As for the reason for something wrong, it might be a little absurd to say it, or he might be thinking too much, but he just felt that Ye Zhi didn't seem to laugh much recently.

To be exact, it's not all smiles.When encountering cute things or people, she would of course smile, and there was a smile in her eyes, but it was more like a polite smile, with an inexplicable sense of distance.

She also laughs when watching funny variety shows or movies.But instead of twitching the corners of his mouth into a smile, he let out a laugh similar to "huh".It seems that Gojo Satoru hasn't heard her "hahaha" for a long time.

If that's all, Gojo Satoru wouldn't feel anything wrong.What really made him feel the urgency of this question was that when she was picking out the wedding dress a few days ago, the corners of her mouth did not twitch the whole time, and she glanced at each skirt hanging with unusually calm eyes. The mood a bride should have.

Against the backdrop of her calmness, he who was smirking the whole time seemed a bit unintelligent.

Why did it become like this?Gojo Satoru thought about it all day and came up with two possible guesses.

Maybe it's because her laugh point has become higher, or maybe it's because she can't laugh at all when she is with herself.

If it's the former, it seems a bit inauspicious.

If it's the latter, it's pretty bad.

After thinking about it, he decided to inquire about it.

"Why haven't you smiled recently?"

"Am I not smiling?"

Ye Zhi put down the magazine in his hand, spread it casually on the armrest of the sofa, tilted his head, and frowned unobtrusively, obviously very confused.

Even after listening to Gojo Satoru describe in detail how she stopped smiling recently, she was still confused.

"I think I laugh out of my mind every time. No hahaha, it's just because those works are not funny enough to make me want to hahaha. It's that simple."

She even gave such an answer confidently, so confident that Gojo Satoru didn't even know how to reply her.However, the most ominous possibility can be ruled out smoothly - it's just that the pure laughter has become higher.

But Gojo Satoru really wanted to be entangled in this little matter from the bottom of his heart, and he just wanted to hear Ye Zhi in front of him hahaha, showing a genuine smile.

……Decided.

Gojo Satoru wants to make her laugh!

Once the combat objectives have been set, then it is time to actively formulate a combat plan.Gojo Satoru thought for a while, but all he could think of were prank-like ideas.But he didn't really want to play a prank on him, because that would lose his original intention.

Although he doesn't know what his original intention is at all.

After much deliberation, Gojo Satoru chose to start with the most vulgar move—he decided to take care of today's dinner himself.

In fact, when they are at home, they don't cook.The reason is very simple, it is purely troublesome.And the few times I used the kitchen at home, it was all cooking.The reason is also very simple, purely because Gojo Satoru can't cook.

His cooking level is limited to turning semi-finished instant food into normal food that can be served on the table.

It can be said that it is very good to be able to achieve this level, at least he has never raised any opinions in so many years.She even said that "I always think it would be an incredible thing for you to cook by yourself", which is exaggerated to the extreme.

In that case, let her experience the incredible feeling - she will definitely laugh!

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru no longer hesitated, and immediately rushed into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and checked all the ingredients in the house.With these existing things, I can just make my favorite taco.

Without any hesitation, Gojo Satoru rolled up his sleeves and immediately started the battle plan.It doesn't matter if you don't know what to do with Taco, anyway, just ask the omnipotent Miss Google and everything will be solved.

Gojo Satoru thought confidently and optimistically.However, as Tucker was doing it, a lot of problems appeared.First, when the tacos were fried, the oil temperature was not high enough, so that the dough became a weirdly stiff texture.When he tried again, he accidentally over-fried the tortilla. The golden tortilla turned into the same color as the bottom of the pot. The billowing oily smoke immediately triggered the smoke alarm. The loud alarm gave him a headache, and he hurriedly turned it off. Turn off the alarm.

"What are you doing?" Yeshi who followed the sound stood at the door and looked at him and the tragedy on the kitchen counter, and said solemnly, "Are you trying to blow up the kitchen?"

"...I have no plans for that."

"Really? But no matter how you look at it, you seem to be frying the kitchen."

Shizhi slowly moved behind him, carefully dodging the hot pan that was still crackling and splashing oil droplets, as if he had a little understanding of what Gojo Satoru was doing.

She nodded as if suddenly enlightened, and said after a long pause, "Well—it seems that you really don't have any talent for cooking. Dear young master, you should stay in a place outside the kitchen, and leave the rest to you." I'll handle it."

She patted Gojo Satoru on the back, and gently invited him out of the kitchen.Gojo Satoru's battle plan thus failed.

But it doesn't matter, he can implement Battle Plan No. [-]!

Although he hasn't figured out the specific content of the second plan yet.

But it doesn't matter, he can think of one very quickly!

After going through a lot of hard thinking and meditation again, after a few days, Gojo Satoru decided to abandon his (non-existent) original intention and choose to make him laugh by means of evil play.And the reason why he made such a choice was mainly because when he woke up at noon and opened the closet, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the long dress with thin suspenders hanging in the dust bag.

Gojo Satoru remembered that she had bought this a long time ago. It was an expensive second-hand item. The red velvet material and the exquisite and simple style were still beautiful even from the present point of view, but he had never seen it. over this skirt.

It seems that in her heart, this is more like an ornamental item than something practical.

It was also when he saw the dust bag on the outside that his No. [-] battle plan took shape.

He quietly walked out of the bedroom, searching for the trace of Yeshi.

On the sofa in the living room, Gojo Satoru managed to capture the presence and absence of a wild Yakiniku.

Wrapped in a blanket, she rolled into a fur ball, curled up in the corner of the sofa, wearing glasses and holding the handle, staring at the screen of the monitor on the wall seriously, playing games with a solemn expression.

A grim expression is also normal.The battle in this game is really too difficult, so difficult that even Gojo Satoru, who has successfully passed the level, finds it tricky.

Judging from her heavy expression at the moment, it is estimated that she has been tortured several times by the mob who is so strong that she has nothing to say.

Wujo Wuda said hello.

What a wonderful opportunity to make her laugh!

He quietly retreated to the bedroom, closed the door, and took out the skirt from the dust bag, without letting Shizhi hear any movement during the whole process.

That's what he planned - put on Yezhi's skirt and stand in front of her.

She definitely laughs.

It's just that the size of this skirt is too small, and the fabric has no stretch.Gojo Satoru could barely put the skirt on, but the zipper couldn't be pulled up at all, barely tightening it by one centimeter was the limit, the rest could only be loosely opened, his entire back was exposed, it was a bit cold .

But this skirt was originally designed with an open back.it's okay no problem.

Gojo Satoru was shivering from the cold, thinking it was better to make a quick decision.

Dayi stepped out of the bedroom awe-inspiringly, he made every step extra loudly, and hummed a light tune, he was in a great mood, but it was a pity that Shizhi didn't notice his approach at all, and was still focused on the game.

Then you have to get her attention well.

Gojo Satoru leaned against the TV, posing in a rather seductive posture, and the loose shoulder straps slipped a little.

Since you are looking for excitement, of course you have to follow through to the end.

He winked at it.

"good morning Baby."

In fact, it is already noon now.

Yeshi's eyes trembled visibly to the naked eye.She twitched the corners of her mouth and finally smiled.

It's just that there was a sneer that showed no emotion.

She dropped the handle and took off her glasses expressionlessly, wrapped the blanket a little tighter, ignored the boss who had just appeared on the screen, and walked straight to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

When he heard that Shizhi started to twist his fingers, he felt even worse.

He ran away quickly.But how could he just let him go like this.

Gojo Satoru was closely pursued and walked around the house for 10 minutes, but was finally caught by the person concerned and crushed to the ground. It was really miserable.And of course, this is the result of Wujo Gou's smooth sailing.

Because she is also cute when she is angry.

He lightly held the hand that was "gently" pressed on his shoulder, and whispered like a whisper:

"Don't be so impatient, baby."

"Heh." Shizhi let out a sneer, "If you are more glib, I will use violent means to punish you!"

"...you're already doing that."

Sitting on him and pressing his shoulders with your hands, isn't this a violent method?

Yes, his teeth itch with anger.Originally, she was irritable because she couldn't beat the boss battle, but she didn't expect to face such a typical Wujo prank, and her mentality was about to collapse.

She pulled Wutiao Wu's hair and rubbed his face furiously as if venting, so angry that she didn't know what to say.After venting severely, he was finally able to scold him loudly.

"If you have special hobbies, I have no problem. But don't use your huge skeleton to torture my skirt!"

Gojo Satoru twitched his lips, looking pitiful.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I can buy you a new one..."

The anger that had just subsided for half a minute immediately swelled up again.

"In the future, you are not allowed to steal my clothes, and you are not allowed to say such hateful rich people's speech!"

"I can accept the second half of the sentence, but I have objections to the first half!"

Wujo Gou raised his hand with a "snap" and spoke earnestly with a loud voice.

"You wear my clothes every day! Does the guy who steals my clothes really have the position to accuse me!"

While saying this, Gojo Satoru tore off the blanket wrapped around Yesyuki's shoulders.Sure enough, today she was wearing his sweater again, the hem of the dress touched her knees, it was like a skirt.

He straightened Shizhi's crooked loose neckline, but smiled triumphantly, as if he had caught her.

This smile and question made Shi Zhi blush.She hastily defended herself: "This...the nature of these two things are different!"

"What's different?"

"Uh--"

She was at a loss for words, and she couldn't think of any fundamental difference between her wearing Gojogo's clothes without saying hello and Gojogo wearing her clothes without saying hello.

In essence... it seems to be the same?

If you really want to talk about it in detail, the only difference is probably that her small body will not cause any damage to clothes with a size of 1.9 meters, while Gojo Satoru will definitely damage a size M skirt.

She sternly (but actually still a little guilty) threw this theory at Gojo Satoru, and as soon as she finished speaking, she began to pick up his clothes.But in the end she was gentle.She graciously threw her blanket to Gojo Satoru, ordering him not to appear in front of her again until he put on decent clothes.

"Remember to come and help me fight the boss after wearing it. Seriously... I almost beat that boss!"

She muttered in a low voice like a broken thought, and walked away angrily.Gojo Satoru put on his sweater leisurely, but he had already secretly conceived Battle Plan No. [-] in his heart.

It's sure to make her smile this time.