The ceiling of combat power is actually myself

It means that these days I have been nesting in Gojo Satoru's room, playing all the two-player games in his collection with him.

On the first day, Gojo Satoru would quietly help me bring a meal, but I don’t know whether it’s because of my physique or the influence of Heiba ​​Sunuo. I haven’t eaten a serious meal for several days. hunger.

In addition, the food of Wujo’s family looked really light when served, and I didn’t have much desire to eat, so I refused Wujo Wu’s kindness, and said that I would not need to take the risk of revealing the stuff in the future to help me get extra food .

As long as you can take me in, I will be grateful enough.

Gojo Satoru just glanced at me thoughtfully, and didn't ask any further questions.

It's just that since that time, every day when I wake up from the bed in the compartment, I will find a few candies quietly placed by the pillow.

Although there are really only a few sporadic ones, the kind that can be counted at a glance.

But for Wutiao children who are addicted to sugar like life, this probably belongs to his most generous level of sharing.

Gojo Satoru usually doesn't stay in the room during the day, he always seems to have a lot of things to do.

Today too.

After I got up, I opened the partition door and entered the master bedroom, and there was already a mess of rolled up quilts left on the other side's bed.

People have already gone out.

He hesitated for a second between "help him clean up" and "I have nothing to do with me", and finally helped Gojo Satoru to fold the bedding and pick up the pillow from under the bed for the sake of being taken in and Candy.

Because since the day I arrived, the servants have been asked by Wujo Wu not to come to the room to clean in his absence, because Wujo Wu's casual and lazy attributes are fully revealed.

Stretching my waist, I looked around the bedroom, which was much larger than the entire room in my previous life, and began to think about what to do today.

Although I used to play games and watch pantomime on TV after waking up, or chat with Heiyu, and wait for the system to contact again.

But today, for some reason, Sister Su Nuo, who was always chattering in her mind a few days ago, was extraordinarily quiet.

"Moxi Moxi? Are you there, Little Rib?" I grimaced at the vanity mirror while washing up, "Where's the system? Where's the god? Are you there? Did you contact me today?"

After a few seconds, no one's image appeared in the mirror according to my brain, and my mind was quiet.

"Is that guy still asleep...?"

I muttered and wrung out the towel and put it back in place, and it was at this moment that my stomach growled with a "gu--".

Ah, hungry.

So strange.

"I worked very hard. I persisted for almost a week. Mom will feed you now."

While rubbing my stomach like coaxing a child, I went to the compartment and grabbed the pile of sugar left under the pillow, peeled a few and stuffed them into my mouth.

Ugh.

Eating without feeling much fuller.

After thinking about it, and the fact that the five children would not come back until evening, without much hesitation, they quickly decided on the itinerary of "going out for food" on today's schedule.

Recalling that I was told to remember to take the "secret passage" if I wanted to go out, so I used my memory to touch the secret door that Gojo Satoru used to sneak out to play.

After a few minutes……

Saying "I'm starting", I picked up the fork to roll up the pasta, and I was about to stuff it into my mouth happily, when I happened to catch a glimpse of a black-haired boy who happened to be approaching from the western restaurant.

Suddenly, the hand holding the fork trembled unconsciously.

The child's hair was long and loose, his eyes were quite small, and he looked a bit like a cunning little black fox.

It's just that these are not the point. The point is that I watched a large white figure floating behind him.

Long hair hanging in front of the face covering the entire face, pale skin and a white skirt, half of the body is stuck in the old-fashioned TV in an extremely unnatural posture.

Zhen... Zhenzi?Or a curse?

Before I could look for the reminder with [ ], the boy with small eyes over there said something to Sadako who was almost stuck to the back of his head, and the latter obediently disappeared immediately.

"Cough cough cough..."

He took a sip of water and told himself that there was no need to make such a fuss.

I also share a body with a curse spirit.

It doesn't seem surprising that the squinting-eyed kid subdued a spell or two.

Just when I was about to enjoy the delicious food, and I had already forked the pasta into my mouth, suddenly a strong nausea spread throughout my mouth.

"—!!"

Coughing violently, he grabbed the edge of the table and spit all the food into the napkin beside him.

This exaggerated move happened to alarm the fox-eyed boy who happened to pass by this table.

"Little sister, is it okay?"

"It's okay, I'm in a hurry to eat..."

I waved my hands again and again, I didn't really want to get involved with the non-ordinary person who carried a chaste child with me, so I hurriedly said that I was fine.

In fact, it’s impossible to be fine. The pasta smelled like stewed rags from stewed salted fish. It shouldn’t be the restaurant’s chef’s fault.

So suddenly there was an ominous premonition...

As I began to linger in my mind about a passage from the Divine Comedy while I was washing kelp, I stretched out my fork and forked a piece of steak that was on another plate.

Well, be good, this time it smells like rotten eggs and stinky leather.

How about playing blind box with me all over here?

All of them spit out.

Pinning my hopes on the coffee in the package, I didn’t give up trying it like a bolt from the blue until I tasted a rotten smell that was enough to make people stretch their legs, and I leaned on the cushion decadently.

All right……

The BGM in my head has begun to become a video with pictures.

——In the picture is my lifeless face, with my mouth opening and closing, shaking my head, and lip-synching to the topic sentence of Tokyo Foodie accompanied by music.

The name of the video is "Shiratori の Pain".

I! ——The heroine of the dignified gourmet show!

How the hell did you tell me I can't eat human food anymore! ?

Not even coffee! !

Is this reasonable? ?

Maybe it was because of my low air pressure, the little fox-eyed brother who seemed to have something urgent to lift his leg and was about to leave paused, then turned back.

"Still uncomfortable?" His face was a little worried at this moment, and he asked in a gentle voice, "Are you alone? Where is the guardian?"

The hand paused in the air and hesitated for a moment, before finally touching my forehead tentatively.

"I... woo woo..."

I don’t know if it’s the principle of “it’s easier to cry when someone comforts you”, or the other party’s voice and behavior are too gentle. I, who has cried only a handful of times in my life, actually turned on the cat-mao-crying mode.

"The temperature is normal, wait... don't cry."

"I didn't want to cry... woo woo woo woo."

Shiratori wiped away the tears that kept rolling down.

She wasn't lying.

It is indeed because I feel uncomfortable for a while because I can't eat delicious food, and my nose is sore.

But most of the exaggerations to the point of crying are also affected by this young girl's body.

After all, he is still a child who needs snacks and toys to comfort him.

"Okay, okay, you didn't cry, your eyes cried by themselves."

While coaxing Xia Youjie, he was frantically looking for a handkerchief all over his body, because Shiratori had used up all the paper provided by the restaurant to wipe up the spilled coffee and food, and there was nothing left at this time.

Until the sobbing gradually stopped, Xia Youjie didn't find the handkerchief that should have been on his body.

At this time, he felt a chill behind him.

look back.A blood-stained handkerchief was handed to him by the female ghost, Huan Ling, who had just been asked to shrink back and stay still.

"Give you……"

"Use, use...this, help her...wipe...wipe—"

The female ghost showed a Gululu eye that was still bleeding and foaming from the strands of her hair, and said in a hoarse voice that broke the bellows.

Xia Youjie's expression changed, and he heard the girl who had stopped crying louder.

Xia Youjie: "You...can you see it?"

Slightly startled.

But obviously the focus at this moment is not here. It is obvious that almost the entire western restaurant's eyes are gathered here.

The current scene between the two is very similar to a bad boy with a strange haircut crying another standard good girl.

Xia Youjie couldn't remember how he escaped from the western restaurant while holding the girl's little hand in the face of disapproving eyes.

He originally searched nearby to chase a curse spirit that slipped through the net, but he really didn't understand why it developed into the current situation.

"Is Shiratori delicious?"

Xia Youjie turned his head slightly, smiled and asked the girl who was licking ice cream on her back.

"Shiratori is not delicious," the girl shook her head and replied seriously, "Ice cream is delicious."

The sound is quite sweet, probably sweeter than ice cream.

The soft hair brushed against his neck, and the fragrance of children's shampoo came out a little, a bit like being rubbed by a fluffy animal that was washed in vain.

And the way he picked up the little bamboo flute and smashed the curse spirit with his nose crying, he looked like a cat that started to be irritable before taking a bath.

Thinking of this, Xia Youjie couldn't help but chuckled, and echoed: "Well, is the ice cream delicious?"

The tone is completely coaxing children.

"Hako, what should I do, I'm completely treated like a kid..."

I asked my sister with a guilty conscience.

When he came back to his senses, he was gently carried on his back, with a strawberry and chocolate ice cream stuffed in his hand.

The only thing that doesn't taste strange, seems to be only sweets.

I don't know if this is a blessing in misfortune.

"Tch, you were just a little monkey who didn't grow up."

Hei Yu pursed his lips, his hostile gaze seemed to pierc Xia Youjie's back who was carrying Shiratori on his back.

"By the way, is that ugly woman's curse spirit really inedible?"

Hei Yu Su Nuo had woken up since he felt the smell of food, and at this moment he was crying uncomfortably hungry.

"No way," I changed the ice cream and licked the chocolate part, "That's the curse spirit of other children, he will cry if you eat the summer oil."

"Just let him cry!" Su Nuo hummed.

"Don't be so hostile..."

"cut."

……

"Just put me here, I want to buy a cup of milk tea."

After all, I was too embarrassed to let the little boy continue to carry it. After I calmed down from being frightened by the female ghost's suddenly widened face, I fell into the embarrassment of my previous gaffe.

No... I have no face to appear in the same frame as Xiaojie again.

I covered my face, trying to calm down with tons of tons.

"Have you agreed with my brother to be in front of the milk tea shop?" Xia Youjie put me down, squatted down a lot, rubbed my hair and asked with a smile, "Do you want me to wait with you? You are so small that he might not be able to see it what~"

"I……!"

The girl's eyes widened, as if a little unconvinced.

But she herself knew that she had no position to refute, so she could only say: "You can see, my brother is super tall."

Standing on tiptoe and making an exaggerated height comparison, Shiratori himself didn't notice the proud look on his face.

Xia Youjie felt very interesting.

Obviously, before licking the sweet ice cream, he looked expressionless and serious, but when he mentioned his brother, his expression was so agile.

"It looks super good-looking too!"

"Yes Yes."

He seems to be a very close brother.

After proudly showing off to Xia Youjie that "my cat is so tall and super beautiful", I sat on the high stool that he carried me to, dangling my feet, waiting for my order of milk tea.

Although I was asked about the contact information of my family just now and subconsciously reported the number of my (pseudo) brother Gojo Satoru, I didn't expect that the other party not only connected to the phone, but also answered it very quickly.

The two talked for a few words, and then they seemed to say that they wanted to find a place to hand over me.

In fact, I don't think it's necessary to bother kid Satoru, because first of all, I'm not a kid, and secondly, Gojo Satoru seems to be very busy as the heir of the family.

Don't disturb Mao Mao who has worked hard to become excellent!

So at that time, I asked Xia Youjie to get his mobile phone, and said hello to Gojo Wu, saying that I don't need him to pick up if I have nothing to do, and promised to bring him delicious food when I go back at night.

After that, it hung up.

On this side, the lady clerk was already sealing my milk tea, but Xia Youjie next to me suddenly felt something twisted.

Then he turned his head around, said to me, "Don't walk around here", and hurriedly ran towards the commodity area of ​​the supermarket.

I:?

Why is he going to buy some oranges?

"Quick, quick, quick! Keep up, keep up!" Hei Yu subconsciously patted my head at this moment, interrupting the complaint, "Food! It's food! Don't let that kid take it away! Ouch!"

Me: Ah, is it a curse spirit?

Immediately got excited, jumped off the high chair, put the coin in front of the little sister's eyes, and chased after her with the milk tea she handed over with a smile.

"Wait a minute, little sister," heard a voice from behind, "Your brother has already paid for it."

Ugh?

But I can't manage that much anymore, and if I delay, I will lose Xiayou.

So Shiratori just turned his head while running and made a "heart" on the top of the young lady's head to represent the "love box", and ran away in a hurry.

Young lady:! ! ! ……so cute!

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When I arrived at the scene of the battle, I was thinking about how to have the cheek to share a share with Xia Youjie. After all, no matter how much dessert I eat, it will be a drop in the bucket, and I must eat the magic spirit to fill my stomach.

Squatting under a display rack selling sunglasses, I hid my figure, bulging my cheeks and biting a straw, drinking tons of milk tea.

But who would have thought that at this time, a huge impact came to my side, and I was thrown out together with a bunch of sunglasses.

The long-armed and long-legged curse spirit who looked like a spiderman jumped in front of me at some point.

"court death--!"

Kuroba let out a low growl like a cat that's just hunched over from blowing fur.

Before she forcibly gained control and used Shiratori's body to kill, the girl's shoulders were supported by Xia Youjie who rushed up beside her, and gently helped her up from the ground.

Kuroba: Cut, are you a step too late...

Shiratori: Great!Finally, a man without a collar appeared!

Xia Youjie held me in his arms like a baby, and at the same time let Miss Zhenzi and Spiderman confront K.

"Aren't you hurt?"

He brushed away the hair that fell out of my confusion, and took a closer look, and there seemed to be no wounds.

Only then did he reveal a comfortable smile.

Me: It's an angel!Woooooo moved to cry.

The male mother, Modo Modo, should be!

Kuroba: Cut, I can do it too!

After thinking for a while, Xia Youjie casually picked up a pair of black sunglasses that fell on the ground, and put them on in front of the other's eyes with gentle movements under the gaze of the girl who looked around curiously.

The moment the sight was blocked by the sunglasses, the huge body of the spider curse spirit was brutally torn apart by the female ghost, splashing blood and falling to the ground.

"It's quite suitable for you, bamboo flute artist."

To divert her attention, Xia Youjie joked half-jokingly.

He touched the dumb hair that raised the top of the little girl's head.