Spell Corrosion

"Sorry, but all our single rooms are booked out."

The private club Gojo Satoru mentioned is located in the busiest area of ​​Roppongi, and the traffic is usually very large, not to mention that there is now a dessert shop that is popular in Tokyo next door, which has brought the traffic to a new height. , the result is that the young master of the Gojo family is facing a tragedy of being full with a membership card.

"It's better to change to another one."

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't really care about where to have dinner. As for the wine, although it was a pity, he could come again next time.

Anyway, he won't let himself suffer, since Wujo Wutiao promised to accompany him to go out the day after tomorrow, then naturally he must get the gift promised by the other party.

"But then the ice cream sandwich in Daifuku will melt!"

"You eat while walking?"

"Chuya, that's an insult to dessert."

After two rounds of unnutritious dialogue, Zhong Yuanzhong was also defeated. He finally found out that Gojo Satoru was sure that he would not be able to defeat him.

But it's not a problem to continue to block people's doors. Before Gojo Satoru made any constructive suggestions, Zhongya pushed him to signal him to stand aside first and not block people's doors.

Gojo Satoru was pushed back a few steps, took out the mobile phone with the dessert bag in his hand, and tried to pick a lucky guy from the address book, and prostitute the other party's long-term fixed box for free.As a result, just one third of the way through the address book, Gojo Satoru saw a familiar figure across the street from afar.

"Chuya, I have a solution."

"what?"

Then Nakahara also saw how bad Gojo Satoru's grasp of distance consciousness was.

The opposite destination is also the private club behind them. It looks like there are three high school students, one boy and two girls. The two girls are holding hands and chatting with smiles. The boy wearing a hoodie occasionally interjects. The girl with long black hair provoked her to retort solemnly, and at this time, the girl with short light yellow hair next to her would wink at the boy teasingly behind her companion.

And Gojo Satoru's target is the one with short hair among the two girls.

Nakahara Nakaya watched the whole process coldly from behind, during which time he figured out that the short-haired girl was called Suzuki Sonoko, and it seemed that her family and the Gojo family were family friends.Thinking of what Maki mentioned today about the four major families in the world of conjuration, now it seems that these four families may not only be in the field of conjuration, but probably also belong to the top group of families in other fields.

As for the girl named Mao Lilan and the girl named Kudo Shinichi next to him are both Suzuki's classmates, the three of them booked a seat in this club because Mao Lilan won the karate competition, and planned to have a big meal to celebrate .

Ah, Gojo Satoru really has no common sense to bother the other party in this situation, right?

Nakahara Chuya's gaze moved left and right as Gojo Satoru bent over and Suzuki Sonoko narrowed the distance.

Idiot, it's too close, didn't you see the girl smiling a bit awkwardly?

"Chuya! Sonoko said we can be together."

After the communication, Gojo Satoru happily straightened up, turned around and waved to Zhong.

The result was just a nonchalant "oh".

Although the box that Yuanzi reserved was a small box, it was just enough for five people to sit down.Gojo Satoru still didn't prostitute for free, saying that after he had invited the meal, he handed the menu to Yuanzi and asked them to order at will.

In fact, Shinichi noticed the two of them at the door of the club long before Gojo Satoru came to talk to him.In fact, the looks of both of them are much higher than the average, and their temperament is very different from ordinary people. Kudo Shinichi, who has always been a small reasoning expert, did not guess the occupation of the two at first glance.

After confirming that the two people in the opposite seat were chatting about their lack of attention, Xinyi pulled up the chair and moved forward a little, and asked Yuanzi through Xiaolan: "Miss, could he be the one you said you liked earlier?" Handsome guy?"

As the daughter of the Suzuki Consortium, Suzuki Sonoko is very down-to-earth when getting along.

Rolling his eyes unsightly, Sonoko, who always pays attention to his image in front of handsome guys, doesn't care whether he will be discovered by Gojo Satoru on the opposite side.

"How is it possible, Brother Wu Tiao, although I can spend the rest of my life with him just by looking at his face, but the premise is that he won't talk to me for the rest of his life."

It's really quite a sharp complaint.

"Besides, I've always had a suspicion." Sonoko glanced at Gojo Satoru, who had ordered the waiter to bring two extra sets of utensils, and said in a low voice, mysteriously, "I suspect that Brother Gojo doesn't like girls at all."

"Don't like...girls?"

Mao Lilan stopped flipping through the menu, and joined the topic in surprise.

Suzuki Sonoko, who thought he didn't hear our whispers, didn't notice that Nakahara Nakaya's action of unwrapping the dessert was sluggish for a moment, and nodded affirmatively: "You don't know, he used to have a good friend, good friend, do you understand?"

Shinichi and Xiaolan, who have never been in the new world of ships, shook their heads together, completely confused about the meaning of the term "best friend".

"It's White Moonlight!"

Is this talking about Xia Youjie?

Nakahara, who had listened attentively, took the plate from Wujo, threw the ice pack into the trash can, took out the Daifuku and set it up, and then pushed one of the plates to Wujo Satoru.

As for the cake I bought, let the waiter take it away, cut it up and put it on the plate. It's not good for the two of them to eat dessert if they rubbed against someone else's box, and the original owners of the three boxes on the opposite side watched.

"What's the matter?" Gojo Satoru realized it while looking at him, squinting his eyes happily after taking a sip of Daifuku, the taste of this dessert is really excellent, even better than Kikusuian's, um, Next time I have time to go!

"It's nothing."

The eggs of ghosts and gods that I ate today are subtly repairing the gap in the soul, and as the gap is filled, those lost memories will flash in my mind from time to time. For no reason, Zhongyuan Zhong also mentioned the word "best friend" to Yuanzi I care a little bit.

There is always a bad sense of familiarity, as if a similar situation has happened to him before.

"By the way." Yuanzi popularized science and best friend knowledge to two friends, and suddenly remembered halfway through, "Brother Wutiao, don't you want to introduce me?"

Gossiping happily, Yuanzi finally remembered what was wrong and clapped his hands, attracting the attention of several other people in the room.As the object of Yuanzi's point of view, Zhong Yuanzhong also received the concentrated attention of the three high school students opposite him as a matter of course.

Never thought that men can still like men, Kudo Shinichi looked at it carefully, and finally stared thoughtfully at the black choker buttoned around his slender neck.

The young man sitting across from him was obviously so pretty that he was pretty, but because of his temperament, there was a sense of abstinence all over his body, so contradictory that people couldn't help but want to break the indifferent aura, make him look cold The teenager covered it until it was warm.

As for the ornament on the neck, it is already a domineering declaration swearing sovereignty, warning all snoopers that the delicious prey in front of him already has an owner, so don't take his own ideas.

Maybe Yuanzi was right about gossip this time?

It does look like that.

That is... he should be underage, right?

Although he is Sonoko's family friend, do you want to say hello to Police Officer Megure?

"Yeah, I haven't introduced Zhongya to you yet." I don't know that Xinyi has already labeled him a scum in his mind, Gojo Satoru shook the fork in his hand, tilted his upper body, and tilted the chair below him three times legs, and the free hand was enough to reach Chuya's shoulder.

Naka, who was about to put down Daifuku, was pulled by Gojo Gojo just like that, and the ice cream topping directly rubbed against his mouth.

"Can't you speak well if you don't use your hands and feet?"

Using his index finger to wipe off the ice cream on the corner of his mouth, Nakahara reached out to pull out a paper towel, but before the paper towel was pulled out, the index finger whose body temperature was sucked by the ice cream was sucked into the warm mouth, and the dexterous tip of his tongue twirled , In the staring eyes of the three high school students opposite, Gojo Satoru cleaned up the ice cream in Nakaya's hand.

"Okay, didn't I help Zhongye clean it up?" Gojo Satoru, who had no self-awareness, naturally picked up the topic just now, "Zhongye..."

Then, Suzuki Sonoko saw the ochre-haired boy, whom Gojo Satoru called Chuya, turn from white to red, and then got up in a rage, and the chair behind him hit the ground with a "bump" under the impact. The seemingly harmless young man punched Gojo Satoru in the abdomen with a fierce punch.

At this moment, the inner complaints of the three facing the violence were surprisingly unanimous.

Well played!

The author has something to say: I told my cp that I am so fond of water that I actually wrote 8 chapters in one day before finishing it.

My dear cp: It is clearly syrup!

Great!