5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

"Do you know the god named Jiuyanpigu?"

Hiyama stood in front of me with his hands behind his back.

I put on a puzzled look and asked him, "Why are you saying this all of a sudden? I don't know. Also, I'm changing clothes, you go out—"

Huishan said to himself: "Jiuyanpigu is the omniscient and omnipotent god of wisdom. He knows everything and knows everything about the world. There is also a saying that he is a bridge connecting human beings and non-human beings—however, this is not detailed. The records are only speculated by later people. But why there is such a speculation is because in the unofficial historical records, there have been many people who have been given the status of "God of Wisdom"-human beings." His eyes fell on me, and he added: "And almost all of them are women."

"It seems that what god likes women very much?" I snorted rudely, making the gesture of grabbing my clothes and throwing them on him.

But he was worried about whether Hiyama was still carrying weapons or other lethal tools.If it's a weapon, it's okay, my ability is more or less useful, but if it's a tool such as guns that incapacitates people, it will be more troublesome.

Gojo Satoru in the dark next to me at this time gave me a lot of sense of security.

I said before that trusting him is not just putting a hat on him. I do have trust in his strength, but I also know that I must never let it go, and I must always be vigilant.

Hiyama continued to explain, I don't know if this is also part of his "ceremony".

"Also, those women will have 'God Envoys' who will serve her—" He paused for a moment before continuing, "Don't you think this is a very romantic thing?"

"...what romance?"

I feel that Hiyama's behavior is somewhat different from what I imagined.

When he talks about it now, it feels more like... This is his personal wish, not that there are other teams behind it.But is this wish initiated by himself, or is it guided by someone with a heart?

Is there someone behind the scenes who wants to create such a "Goddess" and then use the hands of Hiyama to conduct experiments?

Judging from the fact that Huishan was careless all the way and was not afraid of being photographed by the camera, it might be possible.

I pretended to be calm and asked him, "What are you talking to me about? Could this be some new movie?"

"No no." Hiyama spread out his hands, his palms were empty, he said, "There is one more important thing, I forgot to tell you - in the records, those goddesses without exception are 'one eye and one foot' In addition, the ancient times did not have advanced technology like modern times, and they could use medical and scientific means to supplement the "prosthetic limbs" and "artificial eyes". Therefore, in order to serve them with limited mobility, the "god envoys" are mostly dexterous and powerful. male--"

He had a smile on his face: "Plus, most of the goddesses are unmarried all their lives because of their physical disabilities and special status. They are also angels who dedicate their lives to the goddess, and they are like 'husbands' to them." exist."

"...I don't understand what you're talking about anymore."

As I said that, I thought I finally figured out his motives.

"You will understand soon." Hiyama took a few steps forward.I thought "here it is" and sat down on the bed.

I asked him, "Understand what?"

"In order to make you a better woman, I need to do some processing on you." Hiyama smiled and took out a pair of leather gloves from his pocket and put them on. He said, "Half of you are already close to perfection, so, soon It will make you a more perfect woman—then the god of wisdom will surely come to you.”

"And I will be your envoy to serve you."

"...What do you mean?" My voice was trembling, "Then what kind of God of Wisdom, you said you only have one foot and one eye..."

"You still have an extra eye." He said regretfully, "It will be fine soon."

I threw the pillow on the bed at him, then turned over the bed, took out a fruit knife from the bedside table and pointed it at him.Shouted in a panic: "Don't come over!"

Hiyama didn't pay attention to my actions at all. In his opinion, it would be more convenient for him to run to the corner by myself.He didn't even change the frequency of his steps, he walked towards me slowly, and even comforted: "Don't worry, my movements are very skilled."

I thought that the topic had already been thrown in front of me, so I said with a face full of fear: "Could it be that you did all the cases of amputating women's legs and gouging out their eyes in the newspapers a few days ago?! "

"Sorry, I'm just trying to make them perfect. I'll make you perfect soon too."

"You lunatic! Perverted! Those two children, those two children are my school girls—"

"I want to thank them a lot. Especially Xingcun, I didn't expect that woman could really see the curse spirit... But maybe the God of Wisdom didn't want to descend on the bartender, so it failed. But it's true, the God of Wisdom How could I like vulgar fans, that's why I chose Bai Ye, but failed again..."

"This time, I've thought it over." At this time, I was in the corner, and Hiyama had already come in front of me, and he didn't respond to my behavior of pointing the tip of a knife at him, but continued to complain about his failed experience : "I think it's because Bai Ye is too fragile? Although he is very talented, he will lose his mind when he sees a curse spirit... Sure enough, it doesn't work."

"...I don't know what you're talking about at all, so what does it matter to me?"

I struggled to squeeze out two tears and yelled at him in a crying voice.

He even held the tip of the fruit knife with his hand, not worried that he would get hurt at all.

"From the photo in the club room, I knew that you must be the most suitable person - you have talent, you have lost a leg, and you are stable and strong enough... This time, I will definitely not fail. "

...just for such a boring thing.

What do you take your life for?Are those dead children objects that he can modify at will like clay or mud?

My voice became cold: "You are really—"

"There's no cure, is there?"

Gojo Satoru's low-pitched voice appeared from behind him, and he activated the spell——

"I've been doing some unpleasant things since just now, and now it's time to pay you back."

……

……

After Gojo Satoru subdued Hiyama, within 5 minutes, a group of staff knocked on my door.

"Oh, here we come." Gojo Satoru seemed to have known what was going to happen, he opened the door and let the staff with professional tools come in, and they immediately started to deal with the scene.

"The next work will be left to you." Gojo Satoru clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay, hurry up, we still have to rest—"

I think these people have already been seated in advance, otherwise how can they explain that they popped up like mushrooms in less than 5 minutes?

Looking at the strange faces who came to my room to clean up the scene, I couldn't help turning my head to look at Gojo Satoru.I have neither the time nor the right to arrange these. The only explanation is that Gojo Satoru is in charge.

"Mr. Gojo..." I wanted to ask him, but I didn't know how to ask him.

"You don't think I really didn't arrange anything, do you?" Wujo Satoru said, "Although I'm absolutely sure that he won't let him escape, the follow-up on-site treatment and the deployment of first-aid personnel should be arranged after the matter is resolved." It took too much time, you want to take a good rest too?"

I also relieved myself from the tense atmosphere of dealing with Hiyama. Looking at Gojo Satoru's cheerful expression, I sincerely praised: "Today, Mr. Gojo is very reliable."

Gojo Satoru didn't quite agree with my statement: "I'm usually reliable, not just today."

I was still in the corner, and I was a little tired from standing, so I sat on the bedside table next to me.

"No injuries?" he asked.

Things came to an end, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thanks to you, I'm safe."

Gojo Satoru had put his hands in his pockets, but he saw that I sat down relaxed, so he also came over.We just nestled in a corner of the room, looking at the people who went to work and dealt with the scene.This corner completely separates us from that world.

I was sitting, and I started to feel a little cold. I raised one leg and curled up, then hugged that leg and curled myself up.

"Cold?"

"A little bit," I said, "but the wardrobe is on the other side, which used to be less convenient."

"Then you can wear mine." Gojo Satoru didn't say anything, and simply threw his coat to me. When he threw the coat to me, he raised his hand high. On the cuff of his shirt, I saw that he was giving it to me. His cufflinks.

(...He is still wearing it.)

(He didn't seem to have asked me about it either.)

After I put on his clothes, I noticed that since he was hiding in the closet just now, the clothes smelled of the freshener in my closet.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and approached me after I put on my clothes.

When he came close to him, I subconsciously leaned back, and quickly pressed against the wall, unable to go any further.

"What... ah."

The corner of the eye was covered by his fingers, and after wiping it a little, I found that it was wet.I remembered that I squeezed a few tears when I was acting in front of Hiyama just now, but it was not so easy to stop for a while, the place where the tears were left on my face was a bit dry, and it was probably red.

And Gojo Satoru, he wiped his tears too hard, don't you know how to do it lightly?

His astringent skin was dry and sore from his movements, and I let out a "hiss—"

After I took a breath, he also stopped what he was doing.

I thought he would stop, but he just switched to lighter movements. If the movements just now were rough and didn't make me think too much, then now...

Is it my illusion?Always felt a little too ambiguous.

I stretched out my hand and used the action of wiping my tears to stop his action.Seeing that Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand, I stopped.

He asked me, "What are you going to do next?"

"What will happen to Hiyama?"

"Let's hand it over to the higher-ups." He said lightly, "He won't die easily, don't worry."

"Glad you remember my wayward request, but I'm not talking about that."

"Anything else?"

"About the third victim. Hiyama only admitted to the first two cases, never mentioning Sachiko Hasegawa, and according to his selection criteria... Sachiko Hasegawa does not meet his goals." Thinking of Gojo Satoru said before When it comes to the filth, I want to confirm with him again: "Only the scene of Sachiko Hasegawa, there is no trace, right?"

Before he could answer, I was immersed in my own world and continued to reason: "And only Sachiko Hasegawa showed signs of resistance. If Hiyama's ability is to control the other party's spirit, then how could Sachiko Hasegawa resist? ?”

Gojo Satoru: "This can't be used as a reference, aren't you also affected by his ability? This kind of ability is definitely limited, and the stronger the mind of the person being controlled, the easier it is to get out of control."

I smiled wryly: "...I didn't get rid of his influence immediately, I actually..."

"Wait." Gojo Satoru interrupted me, I didn't notice when he had taken off the blindfold, Bitu's eyes were facing mine, and his voice was even a little bored——

"So, you really regarded him as your 'boyfriend' just now?"

……

……

At that time, Gojo Satoru could hear clearly through the earphones. He only thought that Chusato was cooperating with Hiyama in acting, but now he remembered it after being told by Chusato—how did Chusato know Hiyama's ability?Of course, I only found out after I was recruited.

In the end, she didn't seem to notice Gojo Satoru at all. She recalled the previous scene and buried her face in the collar of Gojo Satoru's loose uniform. She seemed to feel a little ashamed, and her voice weakened——

"Well... At first I was affected by his ability for a few seconds, and then I woke up." After finishing speaking, she frowned, describing her feelings at that time, "There was a voice in my head that kept coming. .”

Gojo Satoru had a bad feeling: "What kind of voice?"

"I think about it, it seems to be 'you love this person deeply'—this kind of voice. It rang for a few seconds, and then disappeared. When it disappeared, I knew that Hiyama's ability had failed. Although not Knowing why his ability doesn't have much influence on me, but it's also a good thing for me, then just pretend that he is my boyfriend, and use acting skills to fool him—”

Thinking of this, Zhongli sighed unhappily: "As soon as Huishan came up, he grabbed my shoulders. I was so startled that I almost jumped away, but I managed to hold back."

Speaking of this, she even had a little bit of complacency.

Gojo Satoru's clothes were too loose, so she simply didn't stretch her hands out of the sleeves, leaving the front of the sleeves hanging loosely. She said, "Then I will continue to cooperate with him and let him relax his vigilance."

Gojo Satoru had a strange tone, and asked her back: "He won't hug you all the way?"

"No." Zhong Li waved his sleeves boredly, "Even if it's acting, I don't really like it..."

"I don't like it either." Gojo Satoru agreed.

Forever stagnant.

Then she nodded and replied: "Mr. Gojo doesn't like this kind of behavior of forcing yourself for work, right? But Mr. Gojo is very powerful, so you shouldn't need to use such a roundabout way like me."

Gojo Satoru understood that she had misunderstood.

but……

(Did she just pause?)

(Did you really not know what I meant, or did you know it, and deliberately chose another way of answering to avoid me?)

When he thought of the possibility of being avoided by the other party, he instinctively felt unhappy.

"I said 'dislike', but that's not the case."

Finally, he raised his eyes to look at the young man beside him, his eyes reflecting the light were slightly puzzled, "Apart from that, is there anything else Mr. Gojo is dissatisfied with?"

"Well, something I'm not satisfied with—" Gojo Satoru smiled, raised his hand, and put his slender index finger between the two of them, "Of course Hiyama touched you without authorization, tried to violate your spirit, tampered with Your emotions, and all the behaviors of shamelessly calling yourself a 'boyfriend'."

After his speech, there was a brief moment of daze in the end.

In the next second, she tightened her lip line, biting her lower lip hesitantly.Just now, she was still briskly and cutely describing her highlight performance in the case, but Gojo Satoru's words seemed to end all of this, and she became that indifferent puppet again.

Gojo Satoru's suggestive speech was the ambiguity she hated the most.

"I do not understand what you mean."

Gojo Satoru also stopped his movements, and said directly: "Simply put——I am pursuing you. So I am extremely displeased with Hiyama's behavior."

I thought her expression would loosen a bit, but the water-colored eyes became darker and darker, and the corners of the eyes were still reddish due to the unknowing degree of wiping.

Gojo Satoru waited for several seconds before hearing her voice:

"...Mr. Gojo, is this some new way of teasing people?"