Undead meow of a certain college

——Isn't it something I should consider?

— Indeed, this is not something I should consider.

Zenyuan Shi also looked down at the special magic tool in his hand, feeling disturbed.

With this "Jiangxue", his road to revenge can go more smoothly.

This is what he should consider now.

but……

He couldn't help but wonder why Gojo Satoru would do this.The super magic tools are handy, are you really not afraid of causing any chaos?

"What's the matter, kid, don't you like it?" Gojo Satoru asked him again.

Zenyuan even raised his eyes to look at him, and asked again: "Aren't you afraid that I will do something bad with it?"

Hearing this, Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows: "I am the strongest!"

The arrogant tone was like a ray of clear spring, which suddenly awakened Shi Ye in the Zen garden.

Yes, Wujo Satoru is the strongest.

He is really funny, actually stand in his own point of view to see the strongest.

Only the weak need to struggle, weigh, and walk on thin ice every step of the way.

The complicated thoughts dissipated, and the rationality returned, and even the Chanyuan remembered his plan.

He wants to become stronger, he wants to go back, and he wants to destroy that dump!

So sorry.

He clenched Jiangxue tightly, and stabbed behind him with his backhand.

Jiangxue is not a toy, this time Gojo Satoru didn't let him get close, under the action of the stop force, the tip of the knife stopped in front of him, no matter how hard it was to advance.

Even though he failed to succeed in a blow but was not counterattacked, Zenyuan even wanted to turn around and continue to attack.

However, when he moved, he found that he was being hugged tightly. The huge disparity in strength made it impossible for him to turn around!

???

Looking up, he found that Gojo Satoru's expression had hardly changed from before he suddenly attacked. He seemed to be watching him play, and the arc of the corner of his mouth even rose a little.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Because it is the strongest, no matter what the ants do, they won't care, right?

His eyes darkened slightly.

It didn't matter, this was something he had expected.

It is almost impossible for the mayfly to shake the tree, all he has to do is to deepen it again and again, just like water drops through a stone.

With five fingers tightened, he attacked again in an awkward posture.

Anyway, it is impossible to do, anyway, it is enough to leave the image of "he did such a thing", so there is no need to pay too much attention to the process.

There seems to be some undertones of sabotage, but it doesn't matter.

He tried his best to stab Jiangxue behind him again.

·

Gojo Satoru looked down at Zenyuan Shiya in his arms, and the more he looked, the more he looked like a cat.

Realizing that he was imprisoned, he froze for a moment, then started to grab randomly.There is no way, even the destination is a little bit off.

The sharpest special-grade magic tools are not used in this way.How could his cat not even play with toys.

Putting the box in his hand on the bedside table casually, he raised his hand and grabbed Zenyuan Shiye's hand which was waving Jiang Xue.

Maomao's hand froze.

But only for a moment, he felt the cat struggling again.

"Let go of me!" Mao Mao frowned.

Wujo realized his playfulness, changed his position and continued to squeeze his hand: "I won't let it go."

Zenyuan Shiye: "!!!"

Seeing Maomao's eyes widen, Gojo Satoru became more and more happy.

Using both hands together, he adjusted the posture of Shi Ye holding Jiangxue in Xiachanyuan, while saying: "Child, let me teach you how to use it."

Teaching cats to play with toys is also an item in the "Guidelines for Supporting Cat Owners".

Zenyuan Shiye: "?!!!"

This development was not what he expected.