The ceiling of combat power is actually myself

Dare I say it.

Wujo Wujuebi is a mediocre, cold-hearted cleverness.

Just after he brilliantly summed up the current extraordinary events in just six words, the small half of the street fell into a strange silence.

Not because of how loud his voice is.

Think about it, such a tall person stands out from the crowd and attracts attention when he stands in the crowd, but he also has an eye-catching and handsome face. Not to mention ten out of ten, eight out of ten will go there intentionally or unintentionally. Does he look at it?

As the focus of the crowd, Gojo Satoru yelled in the air just now, which naturally caused quite a stir.

Yes, face the air.

After quickly confirming that the [Summon 2.0] in the skill bar was indeed lit up, and after running my head quickly, I preliminarily concluded that the tall man in front of me who was supposed to be a "corpse" had turned into a kind of summoned beast like me by accident. s things.

Uh, maybe Shikigami/Heroic Spirit/Pokémon is more grand?

Anyway, in short, it is such a thing, which is probably invisible to ordinary people's naked eyes.

Having said so much, the summary is——

From the perspective of passers-by, Gojo Satoru suddenly stretched out his hand and squeezed the air above my head (the fourth-level curse spirit), and then raised his eyes, and shouted "the corpse is talking" to the air (Fu Heisher), very... …

social death.

That's right, it doesn't fit the cool image of a handsome guy at all.

Although this guy has no such thing as an image in front of acquaintances.

It seems that Gojo Satoru also felt the embarrassment of digging out the four star palaces with his toes. At that moment, he stopped staring at Fu Heisher meaninglessly, raised his eyebrows and made a quick gesture.

About 0.001 seconds later, a miraculous scene happened. The passers-by who stopped to watch the monkey suddenly lost their memory collectively.

……Great.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about the moment just now, it seems that Wu Tiao made up some simple magic formula.

I have to say that it is easy to have the strongest around.

However, after solving the incident of being watched by the crowd, the three parties fell into a new round of staring and staring. We didn't know what topic to start with, and we still tacitly maintained a strange silence.

And in this suffocating silence, there was finally one person who couldn't bear it first:

"Well... say something."

It's Hui.

Megumi, who was covered so hard that her eyeballs were popping out, raised her voice and said.

It looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with an inexplicable vicious tone in his tone, probably because he had stepped on some strange thunder point of him.

So, as if they were reconnecting to the signal, the people who doted on the child all spoke at the same time——

"Is this your technique, Little White Bird?"

"So I became this girl's thug?"

"Do you want to touch the chest muscles?"

The voices were mixed together, and it was very lively for a while, which can be said to be very supportive.

but……

It seems that something strange has been mixed in.

After I finished my mouth, I hurriedly waved my hands at the two people who were able to make emojis in the snapshots, and crazily denied:

"That sentence just now is not what I wanted to say."

Touching a bear or something, how could such words of tiger and wolf come from the mouth of such a charming lady like me?

Strange to say.

It is obvious that a man with a physique like Fu Hesher has never existed in my aesthetic range... If I have to say it, I prefer the slender figure of the paper boy.

Although when I was obsessed with JOJO, my aesthetics were distorted for a period of time by the muscular male brother Guifeng, but after so long, my aesthetics and xp have already returned to the original starting point.

and so……

Who will tell me why my hand is acting autonomously uncontrollably at this moment! !

"What's the matter, did you enjoy kneading?"

The temples throbbed, and Fu Heisher, who had a black line on his face, slapped him, and "slapped" on the forehead of the girl who was gesticulating with a blank face.

The look of being extremely angry and laughing back seems to want to wring the head off.

To tell you the truth, there are two villains in my heart at the moment.

One of them is the image of a little angel with a halo on his head and a white coat and white hair.

She cried out in pain, "What are you doing, Shiratori? How could Shiratori steal the bear of a good woman?", "Stop it, I don't want to lose face", with an expression on the verge of crying.

The other is the image of a little devil with horns on his head, black clothes and black hair.

The little devil didn't care, and kept brainwashing me, "What's the matter, Shiratori, didn't you still want to experience the chest muscles of a tequila girl with your own hands?" Boss smile.

Good guy, I took one more look at that little devil in a daze.

Aren't you tm Corpse No. [-]?

Why are you carrying Kuroba's wardrobe?

……

It's over, it's over.

Did I finally break down and start experiencing hallucinations and uncontrollable symptoms from being so exhausted on the road all day today?

"No," the system said, holding back a laugh for a while after listening to the hurtful voice, "don't worry, it's just that the system hasn't fully adapted to your body, and your state is a little unstable... The damage is only temporary."

It turns out that's the case... I said it earlier.

He was greatly relieved.

It may be that he suddenly relaxed after being relieved, and the feeling of fatigue spread from the heart to the limbs at this moment.

Soon, I seemed to have a lack of blood supply to my brain, and my vision faltered and I threw my head into the arms of the person standing behind me.

System: Ah, this is also a normal phenomenon. The thing you summoned is too strong and will quickly drain your energy.

System: Afterwards, adjust and teach it, and then put on a restraint or something, it will be fine.

System: Oh, by the way, add more sugar before and after using the technique.

In this way, the fleeting time is unfavorable—I never expected that I, the male lead of a handsome young man who has become a father, would one day get the script of the female lead, and light up the passive fainting skill at a critical moment.

On the other side, Fu Heihui, who had already been placed on the ground at this moment, saw Shiratori's sudden coma, and thought of the series of abnormal behaviors of the other party before, a flash of inspiration flashed in his little head, and he pulled the five trouser legs of Wu Wu beside him, and settled down. final conclusion:

"Brother Wutiao, this uncle may be...'Gu King'."

Fu Heihui had reason to believe that Shiratori was bewitched by the other party to behave in such a way that did not conform to human design.

"You're right, Kei."

"You really can't let such a dangerous person stay by your side :)"

Taking off the sunglasses with one hand, seeing the white-haired boy with signs of blackening turned to Fu Heisher with a half-smile:

"Although it seems to have been said before, but now I mind saying it again—"

"Is there anything else you want to say in the end?"

Fuhesher: "???"

Fu Heisher looked at the girl who fell down in an instant with just a light touch from him, and then at the six-eyed kid with a face of "I just want to hit you for no reason", and reasonably suspected that he had met a professional touch porcelain team.

Lowering his head, he looked at Fu Heihui, who was hiding behind the five Wu legs like a little chick with only half of a sea urchin's head exposed, his expression froze for a moment.

"Tsk, young master of the Wutiao family, I don't have time to fight with you right now," the black-haired man folded his arms and tilted his chin towards the girl who was supported by the other party. "Wake her up, I have something to ask."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Gojo Satoru raised his hand to cover Shiratori's ear facing the man, raised half of his eyebrows and let out a chuckle, "At this moment, do you finally remember to care about your son?"

Anxiously glanced at his own son who seemed to be a complete stranger to him with dodgy eyes, Fu Heisher denied:

"Do not."

"——This girl just touched me, and she hasn't paid me yet."

Wutiaowu: "..."

What are you talking about in front of the child?

Fu Heihui: "..."

The point here?

During this period of deep sleep, I had a dream.

I don’t know if it’s because the curse of the brain flower that flashed in front of me left a deep impression on me, or it’s been a long time since I’ve eaten tofu nao and I miss it so much, there’s actually a brain flower behind it in my dreams Keep chasing me.

Although I know that's not true, and I really want to make meaningless complaints like "stop chasing, I don't have emergency syrup" or "chasing again, chasing you again, I will eat you", but in my dream, I was like It was uncontrollable, short of breath, sweating, and kept running forward with the hem of the kimono that was inconvenient to move.

The background is a dark and dirty alley.

In that filthy place, I just fled and fled, with the sound of sticky meat and meat, gullies squeezing the gullies echoing behind me, nauseating and curious.

I knew it was the sound of the brain-dead monster chasing me.

In the dream, I was not controlled by myself, and kept running, like a broken bird whose wings were broken and could no longer fly to the sky, struggling in vain and dying.

The one chasing after me was a bouncing brain for a while, and a man with a blurry shadow for a while. Every time I turned my head, he was closer to me.

In the end, I couldn't run anymore, and I was easily grabbed by the arm from behind, and pressed against the dirt wall covered with splattered blood.

The man who couldn't see his face grinned grinningly, humming a gloomy unknown song, which sounded like a Waka from the Heian period.

He was talking to me, but he couldn't hear clearly, and he opened his skull just like that.

I think I can give him a cappella "lift your skull", which is more suitable for this situation.

But I didn't, I just listened indifferently to the screams from "myself", like a cub whose neck was strangled by nails.

Poor, hopeless.

In the next second, I felt my scalp being pulled strongly, and my perspective suddenly switched automatically amidst the pain.

Looking back, I have changed from the main perspective of the protagonist girl in the story to the perspective of God.

And then--

Goo goo goo goo.

I watched helplessly as the fresh brain that was just dug out of the cranial cavity in the hands of the man squirmed and grew tentacles with granulation...

The spikes at the end of the tentacles popped out, and finally twisted and vibrated like a dozen disgusting snakes, and the mucus pierced into the brain of the suppressed prey.

I saw that the girl's head was cut into two flat, asymmetrical parts like a cabbage.

The original brain was devoured and replaced by an octopus-like ugly brain.

The poor girl struggled violently at the beginning and gradually became weaker, and the small hand that was trying to break the man's powerful hand also slowly fell down.

In the end, the fingertips trembled a little, but there was no more movement.

One second, two seconds, maybe a full minute.

The man's body fell down suddenly, and the girl who had collapsed supported the wall with blood all over her face, and stood up again.

Words such as "successful" and "this will be a feat of ■■■■■" were murmured intermittently in his mouth.

I looked at the girl whose temperament had completely changed. The blood seeping down from her hair wet her pale lips, turning them as bright red as if she had eaten a child...

suddenly.

As if she had discovered that she was being "watched", the girl in the dream turned her head at an unbelievable angle in my direction with incomparable precision.

The corners of her lips slowly curled into a cold arc, and a weird smile appeared.

……

……

I finally woke up in a daze with a rumbling stomach.

What about the degree of hunger?

If I have to describe it, I feel that I am so hungry that I can eat three children like Kei.

"Are you... all right?" Seeing that I woke up, the system asked me in a complicated voice, "Did you dream of anything strange?"

Without rushing to answer, he looked around first and found that he was in a strange bedroom.

I felt it for a while, and I couldn't feel the summoned beast around me... Cough, the breath of Mr. Shier should have exhausted my physical strength, so the skill disappeared automatically and I was forced to go back.

Huizheng curled up at my feet and hugged himself to sleep peacefully, part of the quilt that covered me was rolled up on his body, and a pair of Wutiaowu's regular clothes were randomly draped.

I found that even when the child was asleep, his brows were slightly frowning as if he was unhappy. He was a little serious, but he naturally bulged up a little bit of baby fat that made people want to poke, but he was cute.

"I'm fine, just a little hungry."

Only then did I answer the system, and I pulled a certain white head lying on the edge of the bed, clutching the mobile phone in sleep, and pulled out a pack of crushed chocolate beans from under his chin.

"In terms of dreams, I did have a dream that was a little bit of the underworld..."

But that level is far from scaring me.

"Actually... didn't all of this scare you?"

The system expressed some shock.

Listening to him whispering: "I slept well, but suddenly I received the picture in your mind..."

"Good guy, even if I'm dead and the ashes are blown into the sea, I still have to use my rotten vocal cords to call him good guy in Tokyo Bay - I was so scared that I woke up immediately and didn't dare to eat food that looked like walnuts for half a year. vomit……"

Me: "Oh."

System: "So why are you still eating like that?"

"Well, maybe I'm used to it?" I chewed the chocolate beans, thought for a while, and said.

And told him that when he had no tasks on weekdays, he would be dragged by the nitrate to beat him, and he would slap his belly with his fingers.

I have seen her dissect the unnamed corpses with five brains and seven hearts. Compared with them, this level is just right for dinner.

"Fuck."

Hearing this, the system immediately shivered viciously.

"Is this the girl from your high school of conjuration? I love it."

But I changed my mind and thought about it again.

At that time, when I was still in the first perspective, I really felt the "fear" that could not be ignored.

And the fear itself didn't originate with me, it obviously belonged to the girl in the dream whose brain was forcibly opened and whose body was taken from her.

Is this my precognitive dream?

Or are you in a relationship with someone from the past?

I vaguely guessed something, but I never want to waste my brain cells delving into things that are meaningless to my current development, so I quickly put this mindless dream behind me and concentrate on stuffing jelly beans into my mouth.

I thought it was already very late, and it was time to get a pot of rice. It wasn't until I took out the phone in my pocket and glanced at the time that I realized that it was already the morning of the next day.

Oh, no wonder I'm so hungry.

Thinking about whether I should go to a nearby convenience store and buy some bento or rice balls, I was covered.

Carefully arched his back in a strange posture, avoiding the bed and the two groups of cats, one big and one small huddled beside the bed, being careful not to wake them up, leaning against the bedside table little by little to the floor sent.

Before the palm of the hand was completely separated from the bed, I felt the big ball around me move, and the fingers were gently held by the lower half of a hand.

woke him up?

Turning his head, he bumped into Wujo Wujo, who was sleeping like a baby with a pure and peaceful face.

Wujo Wujo is now Wujo No Nao.

Sleeping drowsily, he just held me so obediently, and touched the skin of his knuckles with his slightly cold fingertips, and groped a little in his sleep, causing a little itchiness.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but I squeezed his hand, and I thought to myself, is this guy a child who has to grab something to feel at ease when he sleeps?

Just like a newborn baby, as long as it grabs a finger extended by an adult, it will involuntarily calm down and stop crying.

Kneeling down next to him, carefully watching the boy's sleeping face for a while, suddenly thought of playing tricks.

I stretched out my other free hand, stretched out my index finger, and poked the five intertwined eyelashes meaninglessly.

I have repeatedly described his eyelashes many times. They are silvery white, very long and beautiful.

Trembling slightly when poked by my white fingers, just like now, it will become a little cute.

It's like a little silkworm baby who was poked but couldn't move away and could only move slowly in place, or some other cute white bug.

Before, when I told this metaphor to my classmates, Xia Youjie was shocked that I thought bugs were cute.

And Glass said that I can all think Gojo Satoru is cute, and it is not surprising that I will definitely be cute.

Then, for some reason, as they gradually deviated from the topic of the discussion, Wutiao added another "Wutiao Worm" after "Wutiao Nao", "Wutiao Annoyance", "Wutiao Wandering", and "Wutiao Loves Walking". " nickname.

Gojo Satoru himself was not too happy about this, thinking we were insinuating that he looked like a wobbler when he stretched his long legs.

Although I can't say they are similar, I can only say that they are exactly the same, but I still coax him out of my conscience and say that everyone thinks you are like a cute cat, that's why I said that.

Then this guy actually believed it and happily accepted it without any doubts.

If Mr. Ye Moth was present, he would probably use his fist to pay the amount, and said bitterly, "This kid probably has some misunderstandings about cute people."

But even so, I can assure you that not many people can refuse the sleeping five worms.

Tired of playing with his two worms... No, after the two eyelashes, I felt that it was meaningless, and my eyes were aiming around.

At such a glance, I found that the lips of the melon skin seemed to be quite beautiful.

Why didn't I find out before?

The lip color is moderate, neither too light to make people feel too pale, nor too bloody to make people feel like they just ate a child or spicy sticks.

The main reason is that the shape of the lips is so beautiful that people want to open them and take a peek at the two small canine teeth growing inside.

After thinking about it, I touched my pocket and took out a tube of lipstick that was on my body.

I said before that I often forget to drink water. Xia Youjie will always remember to buy water for me when he knows it.

And as the nitrate of good sisters, she thoughtfully gave me her newly bought lipstick.

Looking at the things in my hand, I rolled my eyes.

A little... It shouldn't be too much to try on Gojo Satoru's lips, right?

The big deal is to wipe it off before he finds out.

After all, this guy once took advantage of me while I was asleep to do an exaggerated prank like "blacken all ten fingers with an oil-based pen".

Ah, thinking of this, I regained the anger from back then.

By the way, he also has the confidence of witch gu.

Yoshi, it's a rare opportunity, so let's do it~