Spell Corrosion

"Chuya, this little brat who is not as mature as me, richer than me, and stronger than me, what did you say you wanted to play with him just now?"

Gojo Satoru in the mirror took off his sunglasses, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, his face that has been beautiful since high school did not look like a 30-year-old at all, time has given him a mature charm, but it is not in that face The traces of the years are left on the face.

There was even a childlike innocence in the way his lover smiled.

It's just that Zhong Yuan didn't want to think deeply about the meaning behind this beautiful smile.

A vinegar vat is difficult to coax, and a vinegar vat that is so possessive that it explodes is even more difficult to coax.

Especially after Wujo Wutiao touched his bottom line, he was able to precisely leave a little gap every time, tricking him into compromising step by step without touching his bottom line.

"I... I thought he was..."

Although I am very sorry for Wujo Satoru in this world, if he doesn't coax his lover well now, when he returns...

No, maybe there is no need to go back, he suspects that Gojo Satoru will threaten the scientific research department of the military college with his life soon so that he can come here through the mirror now, of course, this life safety refers to the researcher.

"I thought it was you."

Zhong Yuan didn't even say this very quietly, for fear that Gojo Satoru would pretend not to hear like every time before.

"How could I be that kind of old man, Chuya." As soon as Gao Zhuanwu, who was hugging him behind him, said, Zhongya Zhongya suddenly realized that he was still in his arms.

In front of the lover, because of the feeling of being too familiar with someone else unconsciously - although this other person even has the same soul wavelength as him, but it is still in someone else's arms...

nearly half a minute?

Zhongyuan Zhongya got out of Gao Zhuanwu's arms immediately, but the other party didn't react.

I hope that this half minute will not turn into some "torture" that will last for half an hour in Gojo Satoru.

"Chuya, you are..."

The image in the mirror flashed, and it changed back to the snowflakes and noises of poor signal at the beginning, but Nakahara also somehow felt that Gojo Satoru meant to say: You are waiting for me there.

to finish.

"Zhongye, aren't you going to explain it?" Gao Zhuanwu stared at him, pointed to the mirror, "Is that the future? Are you my lover from the future?"

"no!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also categorically denied it, but shooting a rock at his own foot planted the cause, so he had to eat the fruit.

"Okay, but you have to mean what you say. Don't forget what you promised to teach me?" Gojo Gojo smiled slyly, "As a reward, how about I keep this matter secret for you?"

Gojo Satoru has always been a smart person, but usually he doesn't bother to use his brain, because fists are enough.

But since he can't beat Zhongye in the Central Plains, then he doesn't mind using a little trick.

"Although you can crush Gaozhuan, it's very troublesome, right? Besides, you probably don't want to be hostile to us?"

Regardless of whether Zhongyuan Zhong came from the future or from another world, the higher-ups above would definitely have their ideas on him. Although his life would not be in danger, it would be very annoying for flies to keep screaming in his ears.

"So it's more convenient for you to leave quietly as an ordinary curse master, isn't it?"

Gojo Satoru concludes at the end.

They are really alike.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at him, thinking in his heart.

"Soul synchronization is not good. I will teach you physical skills. How much you can learn depends on your ability."

"Huh? Nakaya doesn't have enough bargaining chips. To be honest, physical skills are just icing on the cake for me with or without the lower limit technique." Gojo Satoru bargained, "The soul attunement is shaking the core of my technique. "

"You don't have to worry about this, because only I can do that kind of thing."

"Why can only China do it?"

Because only you and I can match each other.

But this can't be told to Wu Tiao Wu in front of him, so as to save extra problems.

"This is a system unique to my world. You don't even have a death martial art. It's impossible for anyone to know it. Your no-lower-limit spell is very safe."

In the end, no matter how hard Gojo Satoru tried, Zhong Yuanzhong only killed one point, and everything else could be discussed, but this was not enough, and he just refused to agree.

What a joke, the first time there is a reason to explain, knowing that he is not a lover and then invading each other's souls, sharing feelings and thoughts, that jealous vat in his family will definitely all come back with revenge.

He must never experience those shameful and difficult experiences again.

I have run out of words, I can't beat it, I can't force it, I have the heart but not the fist.

Gojo Satoru curled his lips unhappily, and let the matter go, "Okay then, at least your promise to fight with me must be fulfilled, at my house."

He accentuated the last three words.

Knowing that a momentary retreat under guilt will only bring more dire consequences, Zhongyuan Zhong also intends to avoid the issue of accommodation.

"You don't have a choice. You will definitely be targeted in the high school. You must know that the one you defeated was Gojo Satoru." Before Zhongyuan Zhongye refused, Gojo Satoru first analyzed the situation clearly for him and gave him One step, "You can go back to the old house with me, the place is big, the taxi is good, and there are many rooms, you can choose whatever you want."

There are vacancies next door to whichever you choose.

"……Fine."

Gojo Satoru who got the reply wagged his tail triumphantly in his heart.

Hooked.