Super Cursed Spirit Knotweed

To be honest, at the beginning, Yuzu Yujin really didn't expect that Gojo Satoru would not only really bite, but also bite unexpectedly hard.

The warm, wet and soft touch came from the tiger's mouth, and Yuzu Yujin's breath suddenly stagnated.

The sudden pain made the muscles of Yuzu Yuhito's body stiff, he suppressed his normal conditioned reflex, didn't even try to struggle, quietly waited for Gojo Gojo to loosen his mouth, and then drew his hand to look at his wound.

"..." Yuzu Yujin looked at the obvious teeth marks on his tiger's mouth, felt the continuous stinging pain coming from it, but didn't he feel angry? Helplessness was still the mainstream of emotion in his heart.

No matter what Gojo Satoru planned at the beginning, in the end, he was merciless when he opened his mouth. His teeth directly broke through the flesh and embedded in the flesh, leaving two small blood spots in the end. hole.

The wounded tiger's mouth was wet, Gojo Satoru's residual saliva mixed with the oozing blood, dyeing the entire back of his hand pink.

Knotaba Yuhito rested his elbow on his thigh, and he didn't seem to be introspecting at all, or he didn't feel that he was acting abnormally on Gojo Satoru's forehead.The wrists were pulled inward to prevent the blood drops that were slowly descending in compliance with gravity from dripping into the car, and the uninjured left hand was groping for a paper towel in the car.

Wujo Wujo did some human work at this time. He picked up the paper that he had kicked away, and removed the outermost one that had been in close contact with the ground. Pull out the box and hand it to Knotweed Yuren.

Yuzu Yujin took it and thanked him, as if he had forgotten that the bleeding wound on his hand was caused by the other party, he took out two sheets, wiped them casually, and licked habitually after the blood came out again.

The pink tip of the tongue rolled with darker blood into the mouth, and the familiar smell of rust was swallowed from the tip of the tongue into the throat.

Yuzu Yuhito misses the pain, the days when the wound around his mouth just scabbed, the wound that can be torn at will, and the bloody smell that seems to accompany him forever-this? It used to be the proof of his life, he was sealed in Gojo Satoru Insignificant support and comfort during the five years.

Yuzu Yujin's mental health is not very healthy, and Gojo Satoru is not much better.

Conjurers are madmen, but these two were especially mad.

Under Gojo Satoru's eye mask, the six eyes as clear as the sky can see all the details. He still has a faint smile on his lips, and he takes the hand of Knotabazu Yujin, playing with it like some kind of toy.Knotaba Yuhito's hand is a circle smaller than his own, and the color is darker than his own, like wheat ears in late autumn or gurgling honey, Gojo Satoru bit hard, and now the wound is still bleeding a little bit, conspicuous red It broke the original balance, as abruptly as if it directly tore the canvas.

In addition to the wound directly pierced by the tiger teeth, other relatively flat teeth also left deep marks on the soft skin of the knotweed, one after another.

This mark belongs to Gojo Satoru alone, which even Hirohito Knotashi himself cannot deny.

Wujo Wu's Adam's apple rolled, and saliva was secreting from his mouth, and he had the urge to take another bite.

"If you bite again, I'll be angry." Knotabagi Yuhito, who noticed the other party's intention, suggested in a calm tone. He tried hard to pull his hand, but Gojo Satoru stopped him unexpectedly.

"Does Youren know? If a dog licks his own bite, it doesn't mean he feels guilty or wants to comfort you, but wants to express..."

Gojo Satoru imitated what Yuzu Yujin did just now, and gently licked off the round blood beads, then grabbed Yuzu Yuhito by the collar, forced him to bend down, and approached himself in an extremely awkward posture so that he could exchange breath Degree.

"'If you still don't listen to me next time, you'll have to suffer more.' . . . so."

Knotabagi Yuhito seemed to have missed the point, and replied, "I still think Mr. Teacher is more like a cat."

Gojo Satoru pretended not to hear the other party's words, brushed his fingertips over the palm of Yuzu Yujin, felt the overlapping temperature of the two, groped the side of the wound with his thumb, and pointed out: "Anyway, you didn't intend to For treatment, how about leaving a scar directly?"

Knowing that Gojo Satoru hadn't given up and gave him another bite, Yuzu Yujin was silent for a while, and after two seconds, he pulled his hand again, this time without being blocked by the opponent.

Knotabazu Yuhito straightened up, worried and said: "...you are a little scary now, is it okay? Do you need a psychiatrist?"

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows covered by the mask, and made an aggrieved expression.I thought to myself, people who have reversal techniques but don’t use them, what qualifications do they have to say that I have psychological problems.

Gojo Satoru didn't intend to really bite at the beginning, after all, he is a human being, and he has the burden of a handsome guy, biting people has never been in his offensive options, let alone he was not angry at first?

At least that's what he thought before finding out that Knotabagi Yujin had no intention of resisting at all.

Now the mental state of Knotabagi Youruhito and Gojo Satoru is actually not very good.

After Gojo Satoru pulled Knotabagi Yuhito back from another world, the other party's memories of his previous life flowed to him.In terms of memory, it's easy to say, Gojo Satoru hasn't been confused to the point where he can't distinguish between the past tense and the present continuous tense. The problem lies in his feelings in his previous life.

No one can remain indifferent after killing a lover with his own hands.

Of course, strictly speaking, Yuzu Yujin is not Gojo Wu’s lover. After all, Yuzu Yuhito was only 15 years old when Wujo Wu was imprisoned. If they had an affair back then, anyone who saw him would call the police.

But the palpitations at that time could not be fooled. Gojo Satoru carried this newly germinated emotion and fermented in the prison gate for a full five years. No one knew what was born in it.

In the end, he did it himself...

Today's Wujo Wu is paranoid but no longer overly conceited. His past experience has raised his already strong possessiveness to a terrifying level. Even if it is not today, and if it is not because of the bite marks, Wujo Wu will sooner or later be on the body of the knotweed. leave something permanently.

But Gojo Satoru still felt that what happened today was not his fault, and only Hisuhito could be blamed.

Seeing the way the other party enjoyed the pain, Gojo Satoru felt angry for a while.

No one knows how Yuzhang Yuren spent the five years when Wujo Wu was imprisoned in the prison gate, why he developed such a bad habit, at least Wujo Wu didn't know.

——If you have to feel the pain anyway, why not feel what I give you?

Gojo Satoru hid his expression under the dark eyepatch, suppressing his surging complex emotions, and complained almost coquettishly: "Everything about Youruhito is mine. What's wrong with imprinting !"

Hearing this? His blunt speech was a little dumbfounded, but this? The silence didn't last long, and he pointedly said: "Too strong will scare people away."

Knotabahi Hisohito has a strong ability to empathize, and it is natural for Gojo Satoru to clarify the other party's mind, but the development of the matter is indeed somewhat beyond his expectation, and Knotaba Yuhito intends to think about it again.

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to want to accept such a vague and ambiguous answer, and asked bluntly, "Are you scared away?"

Knotabagi Yuhito, who was still a little hesitant just now, laughed out loud now, and he didn't shy away from it, shaking his head, "No."

Contrary to the imaginary blushing, Yuzu Yuhito grew up in a place where Gojo Satoru couldn't see, and became the affluent appearance he is now.Gojo Gojo couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Yuhito has become an adult who can do things with ease when I don't know it."

Yuzu Yuhito didn't pick up the quarrel, but instead brought back the topic that had been dragged so far like a roller coaster: "In the end, why did things develop like this, you? At first, you were simply bored and didn't want to work."

Today's progress has already been pulled in more than half, Gojo Satoru didn't intend to entangle any more, and suggested: "The waiting time is too boring, let's play a game!"

"Just play the Yamanote Line game with 'Love Gojo Satoru'! Not bad!"

The Yamanote Line game is a game in which words within a specified range are announced while clapping hands.To be able to make this proposal, I have to say that Gojo Satoru is a man with a rather thick skin.

Hirohito Katsuobu had no objection. Thinking of the only one left present, Hirohito Katsuobu asked, "Mr. Ichichi, do you want to participate? Of course clapping is not necessary, after all, you are still driving."

"Eh? Ah, I won't participate..."

Aware of the other party's resistance, Yuzu Yujin didn't force it, smiled and asked: "That's right, Mr. Yidizhi still has to drive hard, but it seems that he ran a red light just now? This? No, you must obey the traffic rules."

You? Why do you think I ran a red light... Yi Dizhi complained silently in her heart.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about this episode, he clapped his hands and announced the start of the game. "Then, let's start!"

"All." ×2

"What? What, this? Didn't it just start and end..."

The man who couldn't feel any regret in his words sighed: "I am indeed a perfect man!"

In fact, part of the reason for this answer is purely to cooperate with the other party. Knotabagi Yuhito added after seeing this: "At least please reflect on the biting part."

"Eh? Honorific? Eh?"

Ignoring Gojo Satoru, whose voice was getting weaker and weaker, Katsuobu Yujin pulled out the pen and paper he carried with him.

Gojo Satoru leaned on Yuzuhiro's thigh, raised his head in confusion and asked, "What is Yuren doing with the notebook? Do you really want to write a diary?"

"Well, don't you think it's interesting?"

Knotabagi Yuhito nodded in agreement, diary is such a thing, it is difficult to stick to it, but the first two days of writing a diary are usually full of enthusiasm.

The hard white book cover was opened, and the black carbon pen left marks on the white paper...

……

On the other side, the researcher who was bald due to the mutation of the "book" accidentally raised his head and exclaimed loudly, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Unidentified characters appear on the 'book'!"

"What!"

"What did you write? What!"

so terrible!This? But it is a prop that is related to the fate of the world. Now that everything is out of control, if someone writes a story about the demise of the country on it...!

The officer in charge was sweating coldly. He felt that his official career might have come to an end. No, not to mention the official career, his life, and that of many others, might come to an abrupt end today!

"I wrote... eh?"

The officer stood anxiously outside the laboratory and shouted in front of the microphone: "Stop talking nonsense! Tell me what is written on it?!"

"Ah good!"

The researcher responded loudly, took a deep breath, and began to read out the contents of the "book" word by word.

"October X, the weather is fine..."

Officer: "?"

Everyone: "??"

I'm planning to take the blame and resign here, but you actually use a "book" to write a diary? !

The author has something to say: this chapter is coded with a mobile phone, I don’t know why I use a mobile phone faster than a computer, because I can’t play with my mobile phone if I use a mobile phone to code words...

I am a little different, so let me confirm again, you are here to see them dating, right?

PS: I realized that the little emperor mosquito has a miraculous effect on writing, so I went to collect materials