Spell Corrosion

After dating for nearly a year.

Nakahara Chuya hasn't seen Gojo Satoru for a while recently.

At the end of that exchange meeting, the confrontation between Kid and [Tian] was almost on the surface. His trigger. Suo is now the focus of attention from many parties. Naturally, it is more appropriate to return to the Death Martial Art School—from various perspectives. On the one hand.

Especially the original agreement between him and Kid was to go back to work after his soul was completely repaired.

One must know that the card he is swiping now is still the overdrafted future salary that he just traveled over that year.

Therefore, Zhongye's personal assets are now unprecedentedly negative.

But this has also caused him to travel around the world through mirrors all day long in order to pay off his debts, and because of jet lag, he always staggers his break time perfectly with his boyfriend who is also a social animal.

[Today I can finish at six o'clock in the evening!How about Chuya? ]

Gojo Satoru sent this message three hours ago.

He conveniently stuffed the eggs of ghosts and gods floating around him into the box, and after seeing the message from Gojo Satoru, Nakahara changed the time zone of his phone back to Japan and took a look.

Well, it's 05:30pm in Japan, and he's been busy all night.

[Go back to have dinner with you at night, six o'clock. ]

Nakahara Chuya activated his supernatural ability to leave the desert, planning to go to the nearest station and return to Japan with the mirror he had when he came.

The phone vibrated again, and Gojo Satoru sent a restaurant address.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood in front of the mirror and replied OK, and at the same time got through the phone of the public transmission room of the dead martial arts school.

From early morning to afternoon, Zhong Yuanzhong hesitated rubbing his temples, and decided to take a combat shower first.

The subject of this task is too good at running, slipping like a gopher in the vast desert. He was forced to eat sand for an hour, and felt that the sand was falling down every step he took.

After taking a shower, he brushed his hair hastily, and didn't even have time to dry it. After changing his clothes, he picked up the car, and Nakahara went directly to the restaurant Wujo Wu said.

Then half an hour passed, and the time came to six fifteen.

Nakahara Chuya rejected the waiter's offer to refill the glass for the third time, and raised his head impatiently when the lady came over to ask if he wanted a snack first.

The gem-like blue eyes reflect different shades of color under the crystal lamp in the restaurant. Although they are beautiful, the irritability and hostility inside have cut off the gentleman's politeness at the beginning, making those blue eyes only for viewing from a distance. expensive cold drilling.

"No, I'll pay the bill, thank you."

He has another assignment an hour later, in Italy.

And that bastard Gojo Satoru let him go again!

The mood was down to the bottom, and when Zhongyuan Zhongye settled the bill and opened the door to go out, the phone rang, and the moment he saw the contact person, his anger was soaring.

"I'll give you three seconds to explain." Nakahara Chuya said in a cold voice, "One, two, three, it's time. Gojo Satoru, don't climb on my bed next time, let me sleep on the floor."

"Chuya, which country's three seconds are your three seconds?! Too fast?!"

"There is something to talk about, and the time for explanation has passed."

"Well, I can't get away now, so..." Gojo Satoru's voice on the opposite side became smaller and smaller, "Hui is in a hurry, can you see if I can?"

"Help you get a job?" Nakahara Chuya's tone gradually became dangerous.

"Concerned about the safety of our adopted son's life?"

"Who is with you and our adopted son?" Although he snarled back, after a while, Zhongyuan Zhongye still acquiesced impatiently, "What's the matter?"

"I asked him to recover the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo, and then Hui lost contact. The address is Sugizawa No. [-] High School, Sendai City, Miyagi Prefecture. You can go to the death martial arts school over there. It will be faster. I still have something to do It didn't work out."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't even say goodbye, and hung up the phone directly.

He's not even apologizing now, he's so daring.

Heh, it must be too long since I was beaten.

Fu Heihui didn't expect things to turn out like this.

Two-faced Su Nuo's fingers were actually torn apart by two high school students, and now the entire Shanze No. [-] High School is cursed, and that guy named Knotabagi Yuhito...

Fu Heihui clutched his forehead, the expression on his face was somewhere between embarrassment and wanting to laugh, if it wasn't for the curse spirit on the opposite side who hadn't solved it yet, he might have laughed out loud.

Because the two-faced Su Nuo was collected half of the soul by the Central Plains Zhongye a year ago, now his fingers have fallen from the top of the pyramid of super-class curse objects to the bottom. Although they are all super-class, they are already the difference between the upper limit and the lower limit.

As a result, although there are many curses here, the level is not very high, and the knotweed Yuren who is dedicated to helping eats that finger...

Fu Heihui: It is also very interesting to watch the scene where the King of Curses rolls over.

Ask, a person's strength has shrunk by half, and then the remaining half of this person's strength has been divided into twenty shares, so how much power does he have left in each share?

"Boom!" A corner of the teaching building of Shanze No. [-] High School collapsed. Fu Heihui got up from the ground, straightened his standing posture, and the expression on his face also restrained. At this time, he looked serious and serious.

"Yes, I'm here. Hui is fine. You are so annoying. You come here by yourself if you are so worried. Huh? Worried about me? I don't need you to worry."

The red-haired man who caused all this jumped out from the collapse while talking on the phone while holding the back of "Knotweed Yuren"'s neck, and all the curse spirits that were surrounding "Knotweed Yuren" just now turned into one A blood-red egg of ghosts and gods.

"It's you!" The two-faced Su Nuo who had taken over the body of Katsuobu Youren was thrown away by Nakahara Nakaya, and his face became grim after landing on the ground.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him, still discussing with his boyfriend on the phone about sleeping on the floor, "There is no need to discuss, there is a reason? What is the reason? If you dare to say which dessert shop has a special offer for a limited time, you only let it go I'm a pigeon, I'll break your leg."

The two-faced Su Nuo, who was ignored, rushed forward in front of Nakahara Chuya. Just when the fist was about to touch the opponent's nose, the fingers wrapped in black gloves touched the face of the fist. Into the ground of the roof.

"Ah, it's okay, you continue to make up, let me see, you can still occupy me for 5 minutes." Nakahara Nakaya stepped on the back of the weakened version of the two-faced Su Nuo, and stepped back on the young man who was about to get up.

"No, I want to occupy Nakaya for the next month!"

This time the voice came not from the phone, but from behind.

Before Zhongyuan Zhong could look back, he fell into a familiar embrace.

"Well, the central force has been severely lacking recently, and it has finally been supplemented!" Gojo Satoru rubbed against the top of his head, finally took a deep breath, and sighed contentedly.

"One month? I'm going to work overtime, let go, we're still in the cold war."

"Don't! Forgive me this time, I really didn't intentionally put the pigeons in the middle. I finished the work for the next month, and signed an unequal treaty with Kid, promising to bring a dead martial artist to this year's exchange meeting, It’s only in exchange for Chuya’s one-month vacation.” Gojo Satoru coquettishly said in a voice that didn’t feel out of place at all, “It’s our first anniversary soon, let’s go on a trip, Chuya!”

"That's why you let me go without a phone call?"

"The situation was so urgent that I didn't have time to call."

Fu Heihui, who was about to come forward to say hello, retreated back to the original place silently, and was stepped on by Nakahara Chuya, and Knotaba Yuhito, who had switched back, raised a hand weakly, "Well, can you let me get up first before continuing?" ?”

"Chuya, what is this under your feet?" Gojo Gojo pretended to have just discovered the existence of such a person.

Chuya Zhongyuan: "It's two-faced Nuo, mixed together."

Gojo Satoru: "Really, do you want to kill Zhong too?"

Knotweed Yuren: ...?

Zhong Yuanzhong also replied: "It's troublesome to do one finger once, let him kill all twenty at once."

"Wait, wait! How did the topic get here?!" Knotabagi Yuhito also retracted his feet in Zhongyuan and jumped up. He took two steps back suddenly, and looked at the sudden appearance here in shock. He didn't see it. The two people who passed by said, "Fu Hei, is this the reliable teacher you mentioned?"

"Wow, did Kei praise me? Have you finally admitted that I am the greatest teacher Gojo Satoru?"

Fu Heihui corrected with a cold face: "...you remember wrongly, I'm talking about bad teachers and reliable seniors."

"Can't you understand? To put it simply, ah, it's more convenient for you to experience it directly." Nakahara Nakaya stretched out his right hand to Gojo Satoru, and after the palms were clasped, it turned into a sharp blade, and Hirohito Hirohito didn't even look at it. Qing Wujou's movements felt a chill in his chest.

Slowly pulling out the blade, Knotaba Yuhito's face was mixed with various emotions, and finally opened his mouth wide to look at his flat chest without wounds, as if the scene passing through his chest just now was his hallucination.

"It literally means, kill that guy in your body."

Returning to human form, Nakahara Nakaya turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru: "Then what's next for me?"

"Cancelled! If you don't believe me, ask Kid!" Gojo Satoru proudly puffed out his chest, with a full face of 'quickly praise your husband and me', but Nakahara Chuya turned his head and left after hearing the words, "Ehhh? Chuya, where are you going?" ?”

"Go home to sleep."

"Coincidentally, I'm sleepy too, are you together?"

"You sleep on the floor."

Katsuobu Yuhito blinked, pointed at the two people who were walking away, and turned to look at Fu Heihui, his movements were extremely stiff.

Fu Heihui sighed.

"Used to it."