i made a fortune from cursing

Fu Heihui's apartment is not too big, and the bathroom is very close to the guest room.

After Goujuan put Shenqi on the bed, he went to take a bath by himself.

The body smelled of the wine on Shenqi's body, and the warm water washed away all the dirt, and flowed into the sewer along the floor tiles.

After thinking that the drunk Shenqi might roll off the bed and fall to the ground, he speeded up his bathing.

Shenqi did not fall to the ground as he expected, he was answering text messages with his mobile phone in his hand.

[Osamu Dazai: Absenteeism will be deducted from wages! ]

[Shenqi: Mr. Dazai wants to give me a raise, okay! ]

[Osamu Dazai: Don't pretend to be stupid, and don't put "Curse Spirit Brain Stuffed Crab" on the shelves anymore! ]

[Shen Qi: What?Mr. Dazai wants to eat "Curse Spirit Brain Stuffed Crab"?When I'm done, I'll put the app on the shelves. ]

[Osamu Dazai: ...We are the same. ]

[Shenqi: I'm going to bed, Mr. Dazai good night! ]

Shenqi put down the phone, patted the bed with a smile: "Ji, sleep together."

Goujuan remembers that in the future, Shenqi must not be allowed to drink alcohol, and he must not be allowed to touch any food related to alcohol.

"Salmon." Sleep.

Shenqi opened his eyes wide, a little cute: "Not sleepy."

Gou Jue patted his head: "Salmon."

Shenqi refused: "I won't sleep!"

Gou Juan: "Muyuhua!" No way!

Shenqi squeezed towards Goujuu, resting his head on Goujuu's shoulder.

The tip of the nose has been lingering with a clean and refreshing taste, although light, but very strong to occupy all the senses.

Shenqi struggled to get up, the effect of alcohol was still there, he wobbled unsteadily and fell on Goujuan.

The stupid hair on the top of his head fluttered in the wind, Gou Juan reached out and pulled it off, trying to make him obedient.

The feeling of electric shock spread from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, and Shenqi felt itchy in his heart, as if there were countless ants crawling around on his body.

"Woodfish flower!"

God prays to know that Goujuan is telling him to sleep well again.

He didn't want to be obedient, and he didn't want to sleep. The dog that kept making him sleep was so annoying.

The slight aroma of wine passed from Shenqi to Goujuan's mouth, obviously the place where the two touched was cold, but the moment they touched, the flame rose, and the heat from the lips burned each other's cheeks red.

Gou Juan's eyes widened, Shen Qi's eyelashes flying up and down were like a fan, and the flames ignited by the fan became more intense.

He felt his lips being bitten lightly by his front teeth, the bite was not strong and did not hurt.

But the other party seemed to feel that he was in pain, and stretched out the tip of his tongue to comfort the sexual man and licked it.

!!!

Goujuu was stiff all over, his head was like a ball of paste, and his heart was beating non-stop, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

been... kissed...

The intertwined breath was drawn away, and Shenqi said with some disgust: "No, it's not delicious!"

He wanted to get up and go back to his original position, feeling uncomfortable sitting on the dog's lap.

The moment he got up, Goujuan reached out and grabbed his clothes, exerting a little force, Shenqi fell completely on Goujuan's body.

He looked up, and from this angle, he could see the bland expression of the dog roll hiding the storm.

Goujuan covered the eyes that made him feel a little guilty with his hands.

He leaned over slightly, resting his forehead on the back of his hand, and covered Shenqi's lips with the remaining warmth of Shenqi.

Shenqi, who was forced to look up, endured Goujuan's kiss that was too fierce to resist.

Good, so sweet.

Goujuan felt that the tip of his tongue had been bitten, and he felt the subtle pain keenly.

He pinched Shenqi's chin, gasped slightly and said:

[Zhang, open. 】

Goujuan never thought that one day the word spirit would be used for this kind of purpose, just as he never thought that he would like Shenqi.

Now he can clearly distinguish the difference between liking for other people and liking for gods.

He likes Shenqi, wants to have a closer relationship with him, and wants to get in close contact with him.

He doesn't like Shenqi getting too close to other people, he just wants Shenqi to be his own.

The breath is all eaten away by the dog roll.

In the kiss, he abandoned softness, and robbed Shenqi of all his breath with an unstoppable momentum like attacking a city.

"No, no more." He was almost out of breath.

The dog curled up and pulled away from his lips.

A thread that is so thin that it is almost invisible breaks.

The dog bowed its head, pressed the corner of Shenqi's mouth with its thumb, and wiped off the water stains on it.

Summoned by sleepiness, Shenqi rested his head on his chest, with his hands on his waist.

Gou Juan frowned slightly, with a slightly aggrieved expression.

How did I fall asleep...

The sun came in from the window, and Shenqi felt that he slept really well last night, and the wine-steaming spell really helped sleep.

He got up on tiptoe, and the dog next to him was still awake, and he had very obvious dark circles under his eyes.

Goujuan was woken up by the noise of cooking outside the house, he rubbed his eyes, opened the door and saw Shenqi and Fu Heihui sitting at the dining table drinking porridge.

"Fuhei Huihui, I didn't expect you to be able to cook!"

The porridge in the bowl was unexpectedly delicious, and Shenqi drank half of the bowl in one gulp.

"Don't talk while eating." Fu Heihui said.

Shenqi drank all the porridge, moved the stool next to Fu Hei and asked, "Fu Hei Huihui, will you do anything else?"

"My name is Fu Heihui." Fu Heihui took a sip of the porridge, and saw that the dog roll had come out.

"Fuhei Huihui, I want to eat chicken soup and oden for lunch."

Fu Heihui said speechlessly, "Are you ordering food?"

Shenqi said to himself: "I want to put white radish, tofu, eggs, and bean bubbles in the oden..."

Gou Juan frowned, and glared at Fu Heihui rather displeasedly.

Don't you hate carrots the most?Aren't carrots and white radishes both radishes?

Fu Hei refused: "No, there are no ingredients."

After Fu Hei finished speaking, there was a bunch of things that Shenqi just ordered to eat on the table, including the necessary soup packets for Oden cooking.

Fu Heihui: "..."

Is this conjurer's spell related to eating?Why can it become so much food? !

God prayed: "With the ingredients, I will rely on Fuhei Huihui for lunch."

Fu Heihui: "It's Fu Heihui."

Goujuan standing behind Shenqi felt completely ignored, he knocked on the table to attract Shenqi's attention.

Are you shy about last night's kiss?

Shenqi, who found that Goujuan was awake, immediately brought him the cold porridge for Goujuan.

"Ji, the breakfast made by Fuhei Huihui!"

Fu Heihui, who was far away in the kitchen, retorted again: "Idiot conjurer, it's Fu Heihui!"

"Spine, is it delicious?"

Goujuan tasted it, and his attitude was a little cold.

[Dog Curly Thorn: Not bad. ]

Shen Qi took a spoon and took a big bite out of the dog roll bowl and sent it to his own mouth.

He said vaguely, "It's delicious."

Goujuan put down the spoon and asked him.

[Dog curly thorn: Is it delicious or is it delicious? ]

Shenqi had a hard time making a choice: "They are all delicious!"

The name of Megumi Fukuro has been added to the list that Goumaki needs to guard against. Now there are Osamu Dazai, Chuya Nakahara, Toru Amuro... Megumi Fukuro on this list.

And the list keeps growing.

[Dog Curly Thorn: Do you remember what you did last night? ]

Shen Qi was slightly taken aback, recalling what happened last night.

His mind was blank and he couldn't think of anything.

"What's going on?" He guessed, "I'm sleepy and snoring, didn't I sleep well? No wonder your dark circles are so heavy today."

Goujuan flexed his fingers, and viciously knocked on the head of Shenqi who made him angry.

After kissing him forcefully, I forgot all about it overnight!

Shen Qi rubbed his head and said: "It seems that he is really snoring, and the spines that haven't slept well are about to explode like puffer fish."

In the end, the oden that Shenqi ordered was still not finished.

Gojo Satoru recalled him and Goumaki, and asked them to bring Fu Heihui to the Conjuration Academy.

Fu Heihui reluctantly followed them back to the high school of conjuration, but he still needed to ask Gojo Satoru about Tsumiji's situation.

Due to the presence of Fu Heihui, Shenqi did not directly teleport back to Gaozhuan through the teleportation point, but went back honestly by car.

Gojo Satoru has been waiting in the office for a long time.

Fu Heisher nestled on the sofa he made for himself and let out a lazily sigh.

"Wujo Satoru, reward some money, my hands are itchy." I don't know if the casino welcomes a mascot like him.

Gojo Satoru picked up Heshel, and pulled out his spare eyepatch from under his buttocks.

Eye masks are special, expensive, and materials are hard to come by.

"Tell me, how much will it cost you to get out of here?" Gojo Satoru said irritably.

After Fu Heihui opened his eyes and glanced at him, he rolled over on the table and landed on his blindfold without any mistakes.

"You want to send me a little money? Aren't you a kid from the Wutiao family? You should be very rich, right?"

Gojo Satoru pinched his head and pressed him on the table: "Who is the brat?"

Fu Heisher's sharp nails wanted to scratch Gojo Satoru and held down his finger. When he was about to touch it, Gojo Satoru let go of his hand, and the no-lower-limit spell was activated.

Fu Heisher withdrew his hand, turned over and smiled lazily: "Before you couldn't maintain unlimited spells all the time, now you are different."

Gojo Satoru mocked back: "You are different now."

"It's very tiring. The brain has been working non-stop, constantly receiving information from the outside. If other people have already collapsed, why should you hold on."

Fu Heisher lay on his side, propped his head and looked at Gojo Wu, and said maliciously: "The other kid who was with you before couldn't stand it and defected from the high school of magic arts? Why don't you go with me, high-level But it has been squeezing you. The special-level magician 99 Youji like you never accepts tasks, and you are not short of money. Wouldn’t it be more comfortable to take care of yourself at home and not work for others? You don’t have to be like this now, even sleepy Don't dare to sleep."

Gojo Wu laughed and said, "Fu Heisher, you have heard a lot of news, you must be busy these days."

Fu Heisher stretched his waist, and said relaxedly: "I'm not as busy as you, I'm running all over the world, and I'm panicked when I stay in your pocket."

"Dislike it? I still think it's tiring to carry you."

"How much can I weigh? Wujou is enough for you, and the grievances of the social animals are spread on me? The 360-year-old conjurer work is your own choice."

"You conjurers are really ridiculous. You are more hypocritical than the other. Can the world be protected by you? Living in this world as a rotten person is no more comfortable than being a conjurer with a short life."

Gojo Satoru countered: "You rotten person didn't live long."

Fuheshier was speechless, and changed the subject: "Is my weapon arsenal taken over by that little devil who knows magic spells? All my valuable weapons are in it."

Gojo Satoru suddenly laughed and said, "That curse spirit that you keep your weapons in, I remembered, Jay told me that the curse spirit whose contract was canceled after you died couldn't find you, and whenever he saw anyone, he would shout 'my mother is here where'."

"Fu Heisher, you still have the hobby of being a 'male mother' for the curse spirit."

Fu Heisher didn't feel embarrassed: "What's wrong with being a mother to the curse spirit, the curse spirit is more grateful than humans."

There was a knock on the door, and the voice of God prayed from outside the door.

"Teacher Wutiao, we brought Fuhei Huihui."

Fu Heisher's weird expression flashed by, but Gojo Satoru caught it.

"Your son is here, and the first thing he does when he sees you, a rotten person, is probably to spit at you."

Fu Heisher said coldly: "Wujo Wu, you think everyone is like you. Also, you have already bought him, he is your son, what has he got to do with me?"

Fu Heihui approached the office alone, the first thing he noticed was the doll on the table.

He opened his eyes, his expression was very lazy, and he was carved out of the same mold as the rascal father he hadn't seen a few times.

"Have you found the reason?" Fu Heihui asked.

Gojo Satoru shook his head and said, "No, I checked all the people who were cursed and unconscious, and there is no connection between them, and I can't see the reason for being cursed."

Fu Heihui thought for a long time on the way here, and the fact that Tsu Meiji was cursed gave him a warning.

Gojo Satoru once told him that he is very powerful.But now he has no strength, but he can't even prevent the people around him from being harmed by the curse.

He didn't even notice that Tsumiki had any signs of being cursed.

"I'm going to drop out of school and enter the High School of Magic."

Fu Heisher said disgustedly: "Wujo Wu, why does he have a straight face like an old man, and he doesn't talk like a child, it's very boring."

It is rare for Gojo Satoru to reach a consensus with him: "It's quite boring, and I don't like to laugh."

Fu Heihui's indifferent expression appeared turbulent after Fu Heisher spoke.

"Live……?"