Master Gojo wants me to confess

"Asuka-kun, aren't you planning to go back to the dormitory?" The beautiful boy who asked was one of my classmates, Huang Subaru who was born in a famous onmyoji family.

"...I still have a little something to do." I replied with a smile on my face. Half an hour ago, Gojo Satoru sent me a text message in a very rude tone: wait for me in the classroom.

When I saw the message, I had only one thought. It is worthy of being the largest family in the magic world. It is not easy to cultivate the temper of this young master who acts so recklessly.

"Then I'll take my leave first, my sister is still waiting for me." Huang Subaru smiled and waved to me, which made me sigh with emotion.Also from a big family, why can some people be beautiful like Kasuga Sakura, while others are bad like the Great Demon King.

Just thinking about it, the devil is coming.

Gojo Satoru is a man with his own aura, the kind of existence that will never be concealed in the crowd, but will become the focus. In other words, it doesn't match me who needs to maintain the attributes of passers-by.

"Come here." Gojo Satoru leaned against the door of the classroom, and hooked his hands at me like calling a pet.

"..."

Considering the sky-high bill, I chose to give up my dignity.

"Senior Wutiao, what's the matter?"

I smiled and asked, what's so big that it's worth giving up my part-time job and wasting nearly half an hour here waiting for you?

"Accompany me to a place." He ordered me around very smoothly, which shows that this kind of thing is often done.

"Actually, I have something to do today..." I tried to refuse.

"Brother Asuka" Gojo Satoru dragged out his voice, "I'm not discussing with you."

There was a dangerous look in the eyes of the man who was close to me. Facing this pretty face, I couldn't help but say, "Senior, please pay attention to the normal distance between people."

Talking cheek to cheek is not a healthy habit. What's even more frightening is that if I also get into this bad habit, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for my career. Who would like a subordinate who always sticks to cheeks? , passer-by or courier brother?

"Don't talk nonsense." Wu Tiao Wu's long arm hooked me and forced me to the front, "If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to catch up."

"Okay, please let me go first, I can go by myself." I also have my own bottom line.

"Student, you don't have the right to choose." After Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he simply lay down on top of me and successfully shut me up.

This person, the more he is not allowed to do anything, the more he wants to do something. He has reached a certain level of self. In a sense, it is really enviable.

......

I looked at the long queue of at least 50 people ahead, and the expression on my face was already numb.

The so-called important thing is to let me line up for him to buy this apricot opera that is limited to release today.

It has been 45 minutes since I queued up, and the speed of the line can be said to be slow, and the bastard himself is sitting in the cafe opposite, leisurely overseeing the work.

I'm reflecting on why I agreed to Linghuan Xinlong's part-time job for cheap, and why I impulsively fought Gojo Satoru, so that I fell to this point.

Finally, after another 2 hours and 27 minutes, I successfully bought this limited-edition dessert, but at this moment my mood fell to the bottom.

Standing on the side of the road, staring coldly at Gojo Satoru in the coffee shop, I didn't have the slightest idea of ​​going in to find someone.

Debt or something, go to hell, I will never do this kind of waste of life a second time.

"Wow, my complexion is so bad." Gojo Satoru deliberately lowered his head, looking at my complexion.

I didn't have the mood to pay attention to this person, and passed the dessert in my hand directly.Queuing has exhausted my patience, I am not here to fight with him, I have been very restrained.

But the man in front of me didn't have the slightest sense of self-awareness. He approached me more and more, and whispered in my ear in an unusual tone: "Thanks for your hard work, Junior Brother Asuka, let's continue tomorrow~"

I always thought I was a good-tempered person, and now I understand that it was because I hadn't met Gojo Satoru.

Looking at the wanton smile of the man in front of me, I reached out and grabbed his collar expressionlessly, and yanked hard. The distance between us at this moment should not exceed two centimeters.

"Whether it's a shirt or a necklace, I will pay it off as soon as possible. Don't come to me again for such a waste of life."

I said to him coldly, people who can become conjurers have the same essence. Behind the normal and orderly behavior is the madness in their bones, and there is no such thing as obedience.

"That's right!" Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, his icy blue eyes became more and more beautiful in the night, "I told you, I don't like your perfunctory attitude towards me."

"It's fine now, that fake expression is disgusting."

The unexpected words caught me a little off guard, so this person has come full circle, just wanting me to be more sincere and frank with him?

The young master of the Wutiao family is unexpectedly innocent in interpersonal communication...

The rising anger in my heart was extinguished by this sudden pure love from heaven, and I sighed, "If you want to make good friends, just say so."

"Hey, you have such a big face, who wants to make friends with you." Gojo Satoru frowned and emphasized.

"OK, I'm being self-indulgent, young master, can we go back?" I gestured to the time on the phone, "The access control time will pass in half an hour."

Gojo Satoru turned and walked in front without saying a word. I stared at his back, and I always felt that this man was in a good mood now, and even the tips of his silver hair were dancing in the night.

Probably an illusion.

*

As the saying goes, the more you don't want to encounter things, the more things will happen to you. The first time I took a mission with a new one, I got the duo of Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie.

Although Gojo Satoru no longer ordered me to do boring things after the heart-to-heart (?) conversation that night, the definition of "friend" I mentioned should be that we can meet in the cafeteria and greet each other with a smile, but we will never sit down together The kind of relationship of eating at the same table, but the young master Wutiao obviously didn't get what I meant, or I got it but it just didn't work out as I wanted.

In short, I have become more tightly entangled with Five Cards Blue-Eyed Cat.

The location of the mission this time is in Sensoji Temple, and the content is to recover the special-grade curse object that appeared here, the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo.

Not far away, Gojo Satoru casually crushed the super magic spirit under his feet, and said with dissatisfaction, "Such a useless magic spirit wants me to come here in person, isn't it too contemptuous of me?"

Xia Youjie, who was watching with me, looked at the twitching curse spirit under his feet, and even felt a little pitiful, "Wu, hurry up and ask..."

I nodded in agreement. Compared with the curse spirit, your devilish aura is more terrifying. Didn't you see that you scared the curse spirit so much that it almost lost its shape?

"Just for fun~" Gojo Satoru dragged his voice, and directly stomped the curse spirit's body below the neck into ashes, "Where is Su Nuo's finger, the special-grade curse object that caused the tide of curse spirits?"

The mantra, with only one head left, trembled violently. Since he lost his body, he could only turn his eyes and stare in the direction of the five-storied pagoda in the temple.

"Hey, it's so easy to recruit, I thought the super magic spirit would be more proud." After Wu Tiao Wu taunted, he directly injected the magic power, raised his leg and shot his head.

Seeing his appearance that those who follow me die, and those who oppose me perish, I realize that he was really kind to me before.

"Let's go, you two!" Wujo Wutiao shouted without looking back, "Hurry up and find the cursed object and go back, it's boring here."

I watched with admiration Xia Youjie responded to him with a good temper, being able to become a close friend with this person, senior Xia You, you are indeed a devout Buddhist.

Under the five-storied pagoda, we decided to encircle the super-level cursed objects in the way that I walk through the main entrance, Wujo Wu is free, and Xia Youjie stays where he is.

When I reached the top of the five-storied pagoda, I happened to meet the eyes of a young man with light gray hair and scars all over his body.

It is so rare to see a curse spirit so close to a human being.

"Curse spirit?" Gojo Satoru jumped directly into the top of the tower from the outside.

"Hey, Wu! This is an antique!!"

Hearing Xia Youjie's exclamation under the tower, my forehead was covered with black lines. This is an important place of Buddhism and one of the popular spots of neon lights. Please show some respect!

"It's so long-winded." Gojo Wu roared, and stretched out his hand towards the curse spirit, "Give it to me, so you can die more comfortably."

The special curse object we are looking for, Su Nuo's finger, is being held by this curse spirit.

"The six eyes of the Wutiao family have long admired the name."

After speaking, I saw it take out a few weird puppets and throw them at Gojo Satoru, while he came towards me.

It looked at me strangely, never a comfortable sight, full of malice and excitement.

I didn't want to delve into what it was thinking. After he entered my attack range, he directly twisted off its arm holding the cursed object, and regained Su Nuo's finger.

It didn't seem to feel pain, but looked at me laughing more and more abnormally. Before I gave up and fled, I heard a murmur that seemed to be nothing.

found it?

I'm not so sure.

"You run really fast." Gojo Satoru came to me, leaned his chin on my shoulder, and looked out the window.

"...Senior Wutiao." I pointed to the outside of the tower expressionlessly, "You will pay for the loss of trampling on the ancient relics alone."

Outside the window, the glazed tiles, which had been well preserved after years of wind and frost, have become potholes and lost their splendor.

It's terrible, I will never go on missions with him again.

The author has something to say: hurry up