My fish pond is not limited to the world of magic

Hoshide Kazuya pursed his slightly moist lips, and when he heard the sound of Sawada Tsunayoshi closing the door, he raised his eyes and glanced over there.Gojo Satoru immediately moved to the side, covering his sight.

So Wujo Wu was the only one left in his field of vision. He was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Wujo Wu in a daze, and looked at him through the sunglasses.

"Kazuya is so worried about me, shouldn't he be looking at me all the time?" Gojo Satoru pulled down his glasses, his eyes slightly bent, and his words were taken for granted, and there was also a faint sense of grievance.

Hoshide Kazuya leaned back, avoiding the water glass on his lips, glanced down at his thigh, raised his eyebrows, the meaning was self-evident.

Gojo Satoru chuckled, put down the cup again, took a step forward, leaned closer to the bed, bent down to get close to him, and lowered his voice: "Is that what you want to see?"

"Look at the injury." Hoshide Kazuya lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, and forced his mouth away without looking away.Now his voice is very hoarse, even if he drank some water just now, it doesn't seem to have any relief effect. He really doesn't want to talk, but Gojo Satoru's words and deeds are really wrong. He has no choice but to Barely speak.

This is not the first time they have been so close. In fact, they have been much closer than this before. After all, they used to share the same bed, but now they are just one on the bed and one under the bed.But inexplicably, he felt a little bit different from before.

Hoshide Kazuya pursed her lips, her Adam's apple moved up and down, not daring to look the man in the eye.He suddenly thought, it seems that this feeling is not the first time when facing Gojo Satoru, when and under what circumstances did it happen before?

The pain on his body seemed to have affected his brain, he frowned slightly, feeling that his mind was in chaos.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be completely indifferent to his current state, and kept close to him, and then asked, "Will Kazu feel distressed?"

Xingchuhe also lowered his eyebrows and did not make a sound.The young man leaned on the side of the bed with one hand, his unique breath wrapped him up, his long eyelashes fluttered a few times quickly, and he pursed his lips in silence.

Something's... not right.

Gojo Satoru continued to ask, deliberately lowering his voice a little, leaning his lips against his ear, as if whispering between lovers: "Will you touch it?"

Hoshide Kazuya's eyelashes twitched quickly, and his dark red eyes suddenly widened. He no longer avoided his gaze this time, as if he was a little too late to react, he raised his head in a daze, and bumped into Gojo Satoru's eyes.

A layer of misty light red was in front of his eyes, he looked into the blue eyes of the young man, he couldn't help but stop breathing, his expression was a little dazed.There seemed to be light in those blue eyes, which melted away the surrounding red little by little.

The young man blinked slowly, his thick and long pure white eyelashes fluttered slightly, and there was a bit of seductive tenderness in his eyes.

The moment the blue closed, Hoshide Kazuya suddenly came back to his senses, and shrank back again, his whole body was almost pressed against the wall behind him, he blinked after the other party, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What?"

"After you see it, will you touch it?" Gojo Satoru was really shameless, his face was normal, and he repeated what he said just now, even the tone of voice did not change much.

Hoshide Kazuya: "..." He closed his eyes, repeated in his mind countless times "he was talking about wounds", then slowly opened his eyes, and looked at this person unexpectedly, so for a moment, just now Those countless times are all useless.

"No!" He lowered his head, his ears turning red.

--Too strange.Is there something wrong with Gojo Satoru or something wrong with him?

Gojo Satoru laughed twice, straightened up and pressed his knee, and said, "Did Kazuya think of something strange?"

Hoshide Kazuya: "..."

"I just want to ask Kazuya if I want to see my injury." Gojo Satoru sighed, squeezed his uninjured left shoulder, and sighed, "That's right—Kazuya is already an adult."

Hoshide Kazuya: "..."

He gritted his teeth, raised his head and stared at Gojo Satoru, without blinking his eyes, and struggled to force out a word: "Take off."

Wujo Gou raised his eyebrows, with a playful look in his eyes, he nodded very obediently, and grabbed the waistband of his trousers with both hands.

Xingchuhe also held his breath, feeling complicated.He was really worried about Gojo Satoru's injuries, and he was really...

"Teacher, I'm calling~" He suddenly heard himself saying this, the voice was clear and clean, with a bit of ethereal feeling, it sounded both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Gojo Satoru took out his phone calmly and shook it at him, "I'll answer the call first."

Hoshideka didn't make a sound, didn't nod, stared at him silently, and began to seriously consider whether there were really other teachers who could make such outrageous behaviors as using students' voices as ringtones for incoming calls.

The mobile phone that was given to him before was like this, and he could still regard it as a prank by the other party, but now, why does he have a vague feeling that all the mobile phones of Gojo Satoru have the same "configuration".

Hoshidekazu couldn't hear the voice coming from the other end of the phone, but he could clearly see the changes that happened after Gojo Satoru picked up the phone.It seemed that something was said over there, the corners of the young man's slightly raised mouth were immediately pressed down, pursed into a straight line, his eyes were also cold, and his expression showed a rare seriousness.

What happened?

He frowned and looked at Gojo Satoru worriedly.The phone call didn't last long, and the person was talking to the other person all the time. He just answered coldly at the end, and then hung up the phone immediately.

The scene in front of him seemed to become a little more blurred, Hoshide Kazuya closed his eyes forcefully, opened them again, and Gojo Satoru's hand was already close to him again.The thin layer of reddish color seems to have deepened a bit, and the youth's eyebrows are still clear in his eyes, but the room behind him has begun to blur, as if his eyes can automatically produce the effect of camera focus.

Gojo Satoru's fingers lightly touched his eyelids, and pressed them lightly, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't use your eyes anymore, and have a good rest." He took his hands away, and patted the boy's head casually twice, Then he pushed the sunglasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and put his hands back into his pockets.

"Where are you going?" Hoshidekazu also felt that something was wrong, and asked him with his mouth open.

"Take care of things, come back soon... and remember to miss me too." Wujo Satoru responded and walked out.

Just two steps away, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and someone rushed in, holding a mobile phone, looking very anxious.As soon as he raised his head, his eyes just collided with Gojo Satoru. Both of them were taken aback for a moment, then stopped and looked at each other knowingly.

"What's wrong?" Hoshide Kazuya asked.

These two people looked at each other silently and didn't speak, they must be plotting something behind his back.Gojo Satoru had a wrong expression when he answered the phone just now, and Sawada Tsunayoshi broke in anxiously holding the phone again.They must have received some bad news at the same time, very bad and important, and maybe related to him.

Sawada Tsunayoshi staggered his gaze, glanced past Gojo Satoru, and then looked back at Gojo Satoru, as if asking for advice from the other party.

Hoshide and Kazuya are also puzzled.This is what you want to say to him, and you need Wujo Wu's consent?

Is the high school of conjuration planning to marry Pengo Lie?

Gojo Satoru seemed to have made some expression at Sawada Tsunayoshi, the man happened to have his back to Hoshide Kazuya, he could only judge by Sawada Tsunayoshi's reaction.Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded helplessly, as if he still thought it was a little funny, he took a step back and shrugged.

Gojo Satoru turned around, looked at him again, and said, "Something happened in Tokyo, I'll go back and deal with it, and I'll be back soon."

Hoshide Kazuya naturally wanted to ask something else, but looking at the current atmosphere and the appearance of these two people... He was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Gojo Satoru and Sawada Tsunayoshi left together, he watched the two of them go out, and lightly clenched his left fist.The last third of the sealed object was still firmly attached there, with edges and corners, scraping the inside of his index finger.

Something is wrong.What happened?

He stared at the closed door, and the fingers of his left hand gathered and loosened.

The state of these two people made him feel that something very bad must have happened in Tokyo, worse than everything he knew, Gojo Gojo must come forward, and it has something to do with him.

What could that be?

Hoshide Kazuya clenched his left hand tightly, and there was a slight pain in his fingertips, and a name suddenly popped up in his mind—Zero.The curse spirit who was so warm to him.

He remembered what the cursed spirit had said the last time he saw him push the bouquet of roses into his arms before he left.

——They will prepare everything to welcome him in the spring.

Hoshide Kazuya raised his head and looked at the opposite wall. There seemed to be a wall calendar there, which was vague and indistinct. No matter how hard he squinted, he couldn't see it clearly.

He didn't know what time it was, but I'm afraid, spring is coming soon.If those curse spirits want to "cleanse" the world before spring comes, it's probably the closest.

And the starting point of their most likely choice - Tokyo.That was the base camp of these curse spirits, where it all started.

wrong.Thinking of this, Hoshide Kazuya suddenly frowned, denying himself.

The place where everything started was not here, but Yokohama. He opened the seal in Yokohama, so that is where it started.So why didn't Zero choose Yokohama?What on earth are those more vicious curse spirits in Yokohama planning?Why did Wujo Satoru...can leave Yokohama?

Judging from the conversation between him and Mori Ogai at the time, Gojo Satoru should still be "detained" there.But now, Gojo Satoru seemed free.Did the port mafia let Gojo Satoru go, or did Yokohama change unexpectedly?

He frowned tightly, his expression solemn.

I always feel that every time he goes back and forth, many things suddenly happen in this world.How long has he been in a coma this time?If it has really been a long time, why is his injury still so serious?

Worried in his heart, his left hand couldn't help tightening again.Then he suddenly felt that one-third of the sealed item that had been firmly stuck in his palm suddenly moved, and it vibrated without warning, maintaining a certain frequency.

The uneasiness in his heart became stronger, Hoshiide Kazuya spread his palms, lowered his head, and examined this thing seriously for the first time.Small and deformed like a piece of eraser, the square and the triangle are spliced ​​together, and one corner of the square is inserted into the base of the triangle, which seems to be a quite satisfactory combination.

The thing swayed back and forth in his palm, not much, but it never stopped.He stared at this thing for a while, nothing happened, suddenly felt dull, retracted his gaze, tilted his head back, leaned back on the head of the bed, and gently closed his eyes.

He estimated that he had been in a coma for a long time. Although his brain was dizzy at this time, he didn't feel sleepy at all. He closed his eyes just to listen to the teacher's words, take a good rest, and protect his eyes.

However, something doesn't want him to rest his eyes.After a while, rustling sounds came from my ears, as if someone was moving restlessly by the bed, and the noises became louder and louder.

He frowned impatiently and turned his head to look.In the next second, the impatience in his eyes disappeared instantly, his pupils dilated a little, and he stared at the young man who was buttoning his shirt with some surprise.

A height that needs to be looked up to, messy white hair, and a pair of blue eyes.

This is simply a copy of Gojo Satoru.

Hoshide Kazuya was also stunned, and looked at the person who had just looked up.He stared at Hoshide Kazuya, but his hands were still busy. The young man seemed not very familiar with the activity of buttoning buttons. His slender white fingers grabbed the sides and pulled for a long time, but nothing came of it.

He blinked his eyes twice, curled his lips a little aggrieved, rubbed against the edge of the bed, handed the clothes to Hoshide Kazuya, and said, "Kazuya, can you help me?"

Hoshide Kazuya: "...Who are you?"