Spell Corrosion

In fact, after wearing that doll hoodie, it feels okay?

For the first time in history, Nakahara felt that his height might be some kind of advantage.At least now his height allows him to blend in perfectly with the group of students. Everyone wears similar Hetun Jun costumes, and Zhong also heaves a sigh of relief that he can blend in without any sense of disobedience.

Well, anyway, no one who knows him in this world can appear here at this time, as long as he is not seen by acquaintances, it is equivalent to him not wearing this suit.

Besides...

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his eyes up along the hand holding him.

Gojo Satoru pinned the sunglasses on the collar, and the oversized Hetun-kun doll costume had a bit too wide open neckline, revealing the white neck and collarbone, and the doll hat attached to the back collar was pushed on the head by Gojo Satoru On the top, a few white hairs were pushed out from the gap, and the furry semi-circular ears on the hat swayed with the steps.

It looks so cute?

It must be the illusion given to him by Wutiao's youthful face.

"Let me see, let's go to Hetunjun's Journey to the Center of the Earth and FastPass for space navigation first, and then go to the shark tour." Gojo Satoru plans the route according to the real-time queue status on the mobile phone, "ah, go to the shark tour There is a Hetun Jun limited dessert shop on the way, and today will be selling Qixi special | desserts!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard Wujo Satoru finish his long sentence, and his first reaction was whether he had heard hallucinations just now.

If he heard correctly... why is there such a thing as a shark swimming in a child-oriented amusement park? !

"No, wait a minute, are you talking about real sharks?"

Even an amusement park for all ages shouldn't have this kind of project, right?

Is Tokyo so wild?

Zhong didn't hold back either, and stood on tiptoe to look at Gojo Satoru's phone.

This action stopped Gojo Satoru's fingertips sliding the phone screen.

Usually rely on bandages to cover his eyes, since he picked up Nakaya, Gojo Satoru changed back to the original sunglasses.Because he has always used physical methods to cover his sight, Wujo Satoru has no research on how to observe others without a trace, but at this time he feels that he has mastered this skill without a teacher.

Even now, there is a height gap of [-] centimeters between Zhongyuan Zhongye and him.Zaizhong also curiously took his arm with one hand to stabilize the center of gravity. After turning his head, the soft ocher hair brushed against the bare|exposed half of his wrist.Because of Chuya's body leaning halfway, from Gojo Satoru's angle, he could even see the white chest under the wide collar.

The summer sun shines down from behind, part of the sun that can’t fit into the collarbone fossa pours down, the fading light completely turns into a shadow at the position of the heart, and the transition of light and dark with breathing is more likely to make people daydream .

Compared with when he was born in the domain, Zhongya not only has elongated his stature, but also the lines of that seemingly thin muscle layer have become more and more perfect.Out of nowhere, Gojo Satoru remembered the skin he accidentally touched with his palm when he helped the drunk Nakaya change his pajamas the day before yesterday.

It is obviously slender and soft, but when force is used, it can burst out with indescribable wildness and tension at the moment of tension.

The 22-year-old Hong Kong and Black Gravity Envoy in my memory, from the initial movement of pulling the glove, to turning sideways and kicking down the straight legs, all of them are dazzling and extremely violent aesthetics.

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt that the self who wrapped Chuya in clothes before he finished reading it when he was born, and the self who helped Zhongya change clothes without turning on the light the day before yesterday were simply too gentlemen.

Look down again.

Gojo Satoru didn't know where he was going, and Gojo Satoru didn't even notice that the master he was spying on had already spotted what he thought was a concealed scrutiny, narrowing his eyes dangerously, and the cobalt blue pupils were big cats The ferocious aura unique to hunting.

It seems that the only thing that has not changed from the age of 15 is the waist, right?

Speaking of which, Nakaya's 22-year-old waist looks similar by visual inspection.

Thin enough to wrap around with one hand.

"Have you seen enough?" Nakahara Chuya landed on his heels, smiling brightly in his eyes, which were much narrower than those of the 15-year-old cat.

"Chuya, what did you say?" Stirred by the awe-inspiring aura, Gojo Satoru came back to his senses, trying to get away with a confused expression.

"I said, when you get old and your ears are not good, you should get more sun."

The red light of gravity tampered with the force field around Gojo Satoru, and even moving his fingertips was laborious under five times the gravity.

Chuya smiled and posed for the immobilized Gojo Satoru as a young lady, and took out his mobile phone with a few clicks to take continuous shots from multiple angles.

"Ah, in fact, if you like it, I don't have any problem with the ability."

Gojo Satoru flew a wink at him in the shocked eyes of Nakahara. He didn't expect Gojo's lower limit to be so Schrödinger. Nakahara Nakahara even forgot to move his thumb while pressing the camera button, so his phone automatically changed to video after staying longer than the time limit. mode, recorded the version of love wink, the strongest lady in the spell world.

Although he was posing for him, Chuya just wanted to pretend that he didn't know him.

In this area of ​​the bottom line, he felt that only Dazai could fight Gojo Satoru.

After playing around, Nakaya went to get the FastPass for space navigation according to Gojo's statement, and then joined Gojo Satoru who went to the other side to finish the journey to the center of the earth.

Next to the statue of Hetunjun as the rendezvous point, a boy with red hair wearing a brown doll costume on his upper body is holding a rope of a hydrogen balloon in his hand. Wujo Satoru.

The joyful atmosphere of the amusement park weakened Nakaya's originally mature and calm temperament. At this time, coupled with the hydrogen balloon in his hand, he suddenly felt like a teenager.

"Did you get the express ticket?" Gojo Gojo glanced at the balloon in Zhongya's hand, although he didn't say anything to tease, but his smiling eyes had already expressed his teasing.

"Of course." Zhong also moved his hand, and the hydrogen balloon also swayed. The Hetun-kun who stuck out his tongue was just in line with Gojo's eyes, "It was a Hetun-kun who forced it to me on the road..."

Obviously he was just passing by, but the Hetun Lord who was surrounded by children to take pictures insisted on walking over and gave him one of the hydrogen balloons he was holding. The staff even wanted to touch the top of his head.

Does he look so childish?

"I didn't even have a balloon from Mr. Hetun, is it true that Zhongye is more popular?" Gojo Wu puffed up his cheeks, and after being stared at, he took Zhongye's empty hand, "Sad, only desserts can comfort you me."

"You like this?"

Zhong Ye was led by him to walk along the path, and the divided driving area happened to be a float parade performance.Shiny crumbs and petals were sprinkled by Hetun Jun in a fluffy princess dress on the front of the car, and three pairs of actors dressed in fairy tale images behind them were dancing ballroom dances.The specially adapted dance moves will stop with the music, and the overall effect looks a little silly and cute.

"Don't you think it's cute?" Gojo Satoru poked at the hydrogen balloon that floated to his cheek because of the wind, "Damn it, thinking about it this way, I wasn't given a balloon when I came here when I was young! "

If an acquaintance who knew Wutiao Wu was here, he would automatically think of the landslide incident of Hetun Junyuan.

When he was 15 years old, Wujo Wu was so angry that he dragged Xia Youjie to step on the desk and point to the sky in the second year of middle school. He kept yelling that we were the strongest, which completely blinded his classmates.

The homeroom teacher Noctua, who was so annoyed by Wutiao Wutiao, gave the duo a task to exorcise a cursed spirit in Hetunjun Paradise.

At that time, Gojo Wu was not yet proficient in the no-lower-limit technique, and he couldn't catch up with the level one who sneered at him with fluttering wings. Xia Youjie manipulated the flying spell and just wanted to take him to the sky, but Wujo Wu, who had a bad temper, shook his hand It's just a one-shot technique.

Of course, because it was released against the sky, it actually had little effect.But unable to hold back, the curse spirit rolled from the sky and hit the parked roller coaster. The roller coaster that derailed and flew out hit the sun turntable next door, and the broken sun turntable collapsed the jumping machine not far away.

Fortunately, it was close to closing time. Except for the Ferris wheel and the evening parade performance, all the remaining projects had been closed and cleared.

Under this premise, it would be strange for a staff member to deliver balloons to Wutiao.

Naturally, he didn't know about this past event.

Thinking of Wutiao’s inexplicably extra month of overtime because of him, he thought for a few seconds while his conscience was still there, and saw that the childish ghost next to him imitated the expression on the balloon to make faces. He really liked it, so he grabbed it Put on the hat hanging behind him.

Zhong Ye, who was much shorter than Wujo Wujo, wore a doll hat with semi-circular ears, and Quan acted as a simple version of Hetun Jun in cosplay, and passed the hydrogen balloon in his hand to Wujo.

"Here."

Gojo Satoru, who didn't expect Zhong to do the same, dilated his pupils a little, opened and closed his lips by an inconspicuous amount, his slightly curved back subconsciously straightened back, and the whisper that was blown away by the wind circled back and forth in his mind.

Finally, Zai Zhong also bent over impatiently when he frowned, opened his hands and rubbed Zhong Ye who was going to give him the balloon into his arms.

"Why do you suddenly get nervous? Don't rub!"

Now Nakaya has experienced the feeling that Wujo was held by gravity just now, and the closeness without gaps made him unable to insert his hand to push away the man who attacked suddenly, so he could only pull his arm weakly, trying to pull Wujo who was stuck onto it. open.The neck and shoulder sockets that were too white took up most of his vision, and the hair that was whiter than his skin tone ran across the tip of his nose and eyelids as Gojo Gogo rubbed against his cheeks, and the balloon thread that was rubbed into his arms was sandwiched between the two of them , as the two people's movements gradually increased, the balloon was pulled and swayed non-stop.

"I declare that now, in Gojo Satoru's heart, Zhong is also the cutest in the world!"

"Who asked you to announce this? Also, don't describe me as cute!"