Spell Corrosion

It was already past half of the afternoon when Zhong Yuan arrived home with a gift bag.

Unscrewing the door, there was a new pair of brown leather shoes in the shoe cabinet, followed by a greeting from the living room.

"Chung Ye is back?"

Gojo Satoru probed his head, just in time to see Nakahara Chuya who had put on his slippers.

"Ah." Zhongyuan Zhong also looked over and paused, "What are you wearing...?"

The light pink apron, with a sleeping orange cat printed on the chest, doesn't match the three characters "Wujo Satoru" either in terms of material or style.

It took only a second for the expression on Nakahara Chuya's face to change from surprise to disgust.

"Today I went to the supermarket to buy ingredients as a gift, but I just forgot to buy them, and I don't have any at home." Gojo Satoru was not at all uncomfortable.

But I have to say that as long as you have a good face and a good figure, you can wear it even in a sack to show the temperament of the fashion week.

"Ingredients? You want to cook? Can you cook?" Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't imagine the picture of Wutiao Wudianshao, and if he remembered correctly, the other party was born as a young master, and those memory fragments at most showed that the other party cooked instant food In the picture, serious eight hundred cooking is not once.

"I thought we were going out to eat tonight?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also added the last sentence, and then turned his gaze to another person who came out of the living room.

Fu Heihui seemed to have just woken up. The boy in a loose home clothes with dark blue to almost black short hair was a little messy, and his eyes of the same color blinked a few times before dispelling the tiredness.

Fu Heihui, who was half a head taller than him, raised his hand, and it froze a second before he could speak.

"Fu Heihui, a student of Mr. Wujo." Finally he introduced himself, "Please give me more advice in the future, Chuya."

"Huh? That's obviously not how I introduced Zhongya to you just now." Wujo Wu used his eyes to accuse the other party of not cooperating, "Hui, don't you think my name is Chuya and your name is Chuya, and your seniority is strange?"

But Mr. Wutiao, the title you mentioned will definitely cause family disputes.

Fu Heihui couldn't help complaining in her heart.

"Central Plains Chuya." Although Fu Hei already knew his name, he gave it again out of politeness, and then glanced at Gojo Wujo with a cool look, "How did Wujo introduce me?"

——Hui, I was busy with work so I couldn't give you a complete home, but today I have some good news to tell you.

Before Chuya came back, a certain older and immature young man spoke triumphantly.

And Fu Heihui, who had already learned about this from his family, killed Tian with one sentence.

—So did you catch up?

Since he was a child, he and Gojo Satoru lived separately, and the contact between the two was limited to the unshakeable monthly remittances. Fu Heihui would only see her nominal guardian at one time - when learning spells.

——Don’t mention this, we are still good friends.

—So when were we ever good friends?

So far, the family relationship between Gojo Satoru and his students has completely broken down.

"He said, I can call you Chuya now."

The sentence Fu Heihui said is very interesting. Although he didn't put the accent on the word "now", the metaphor in the words has been expressed clearly.

Gojo Satoru stood up straight before Nakahara looked over, "I will cook today! Since we will be a family from now on, the first meal must be eaten at home!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chuuya's eyes to sweep over, he entered the kitchen.

"Is he really not going to burn the kitchen?" Zhong Yuanzhong also walked in, and Fu Hei went back to the living room with him on the way.

In the past few days of staying here, Zhongyuan Zhong also naturally noticed the beautifully decorated kitchen of Gojo Wu’s house. Although there are all kinds of utensils, the seasonings and so on in the cabinet next to it are all brand new and unopened, and they have been cleaned. Put it in the brand new one that has expired.There are some instant food in the refrigerator, and then there are all kinds of desserts, from Daifuku to ice cream, which are changed every day.

Drinks used to be all kinds of sweet and sour drinks and fruit juices, but after he moved in, there was more milk. Besides, there were no fresh ingredients in the refrigerator, oh, except for fruits.

There is no breath of life at all. From Zhongyuanzhong's point of view, Gojo Satoru's room is used for sleeping and playing games.

"That's not enough." Fu Heihui took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Zhong Yuan Zhongye, and after putting down the tea cup, he looked at the gift box handed to him in doubt, "What?"

It was a square box that Zhongyuan Zhong also took out from the gift bag he was carrying, and he specially asked the clerk to help wrap it because it was going to be given away.Considering that Fu Hei is a boy, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want too fancy packaging, but just wrapped it in a simple dark blue colored paper. Now it seems that this color is quite commensurate with Fu Heihui.

"It's a gift, and I don't know what you like, so I just picked what I could use."

Zhong Yuanzhong also folded the gift bag, because of the height difference between the two people, Fu Hei saw that there was a box inside the gift bag before he folded it.

Much smaller than the one I gave myself, rectangular, and hadn't bothered to pack it.

Although it passed by in a flash, if I remember correctly that brand, it seems to be selling sunglasses?

Noticing Fu Hei's gaze, Zhong Yuanzhong also shook the gift bag, "I'll put this away first, and don't tell Wu."

"Is it a surprise?"

Could it be that Gojo Satoru, that childish ghost, has such a high EQ?Mingming Nitro told him that it was absolutely impossible to catch her, and if she could catch her, she would quit smoking for the rest of her life.

Zhong Yuanzhong also slowed down, his cobalt blue eyes turned to the other side, "No, I haven't decided whether to give it to him yet."

It's just that I passed by that store when I was picking out a gift for Fu Hei, and when I came out of that store, I found that I had already bought it.

To be honest, he himself didn't know why he bought the sunglasses back, maybe it was the erosion problem of coherence under madness that Black Star told him?

So it's better to find a suitable opportunity to give it away, right?

"Don't worry, I won't tell him." Fu Heihui sat down on the sofa, lowered his head and opened his gift, "And, thank you for your gift."

Inside the box is a pair of bluetooth earphones, very beautiful red, the model is a new model just released this year, Fu Hei Huiwo was thinking about buying one when he was reading a book and listening to music on the bed a while ago, but he received the real one directly today.

As for Gojo Satoru?

In view of the fact that he once asked himself, who did not have a conjurer's license, to help out with missions, it's better not to tell him about it.