It's a power, not a spell

After Gojo Satoru realized that he didn't want to be a teacher, his relationship with Nakahara Chuya didn't change much. The distance between the two of them was very close in the past few days. Gojo Satoru was always attached to him, and now it's just a time I have an extra thought that I can't explain clearly.

So Wujo Satoru was both happy and depressed.

The group of old oranges above still didn't give up, they tried to make him kill Chuya Nakahara by making insinuations over and over again, apparently in a dream, he didn't do it before, but now asking him to kill his future lover, it's like courting death in front of him.

But thinking that the most arrogant people in that group would not be this year, he just endured it for the time being.

Ye Mo Zhengdao visited him once while he was free. Gojo Wu thought it was an accident with the 'Xia You' incident, but Ye Mo Zhengdao said: "What should be done has been done, and the result will take time."

Then he hesitated and asked him about Chuya in the Central Plains.

Gojo Satoru crossed his legs and looked up at him from under the glasses frame, "It's useless to tell you, I can catch up with him by myself." He even used the name he used when he was a student.

"So you really...?!"

"Why is it fake?" Gojo Satoru asked him back, "Speaking of which, how did you know that it was Yidizhi?"

"..." Noctua Zhengdao thought, I'm sorry, Yidizhi, then straightened his face and said, "Central Plains Chuya is only sixteen this year."

The 12-year-old gap between the two is nothing if it is forty or 28, but no matter how mature a 16-year-old is, he is still a child, and sooner or later the conflict between the two will become bigger and bigger.

What's more, he has always believed that Gojo Satoru is the type who can't talk about love. Maybe his student got confused with something else for a while?

You know what, Chuuya is the same age as me.

Gojo Satoru thought to himself, but this matter was a secret between Chuya and him, so he didn't say it.

And so what if it's really 16 years old.

"Don't say strange things to Zhongye." He said, "I'm really serious. I've never been so serious."

Ye Mozheng looked at his back, and apologized to Yi Di in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't want to take care of it, it's that he really can't.

Wu Wu should still have a sense of proportion.

……probably.

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"Let your reliable senior lead you to this mission." Gojo Satoru pushed his sunglasses, "Although Zhong is very busy, it is absolutely forbidden for the two of them to act or anything."

Since a certain day, when Nakahara Chuya came to teach taijutsu, Gojo Satoru was always present, squatting on the sidelines and watching.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said that he could teach students by himself in such a free time, but of course, to no avail.

Kojou Yuhito always felt that Senior Chuya and Mr. Gojo were a little strange directly, but if he was asked to speak out, he didn't know where the strangeness lies.Now after listening to Gojo Satoru's words, after thinking for a moment, he raised his hand, "I have a problem!"

"Youren, please tell me!"

"Well...why are the two of them forbidden?"

He saw the teacher in front of him raise the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, "Because I will be jealous."

Knotaba Yuhito blinked, "Eh? Is that what I thought it meant?"

Gojo Satoru occasionally used some normal words in strange places.

"That's right!" The other party snapped his fingers, "But the teacher is still in the pursuit of Juezan."

"Oh! Then I wish the teacher an early success!"

Even Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he showed a big smile, "Of course! Let's invite Youruto to be the best man."

"Best man? Eh? Can I really?"

"Of course."

He didn't even feel that he was still in the pursuit period, so he started looking for a best man for the wedding.

When Jianren Qihai who was summoned by him arrived, the two of them were already discussing which style to choose for the wedding arrangement.

Jianren Qihai: "...?"

"Who is getting married?"

Wujo Wuxin pointed to himself happily, "It's me."

Qihai Jianren:? ? ?

The reliable senior raised his hand to straighten his own crooked glasses, "Please don't joke with me."

Wujo Wutiao curled his lips, "Who's joking? This is serious business. I'm super serious, okay?"

"……seriously?"

"Of course!"

Jianren Qihai didn't want to talk much, because he carefully looked at Gojo Satoru's expression and found that this guy really didn't mean to be joking at all.

Gojo Satoru wants... Married?

He himself has never even talked to a girlfriend, but the unreliable senior has already passed the steps of confessing his love and is about to enter the grave of marriage.

Although he didn't actually intend to end being single, but no matter what, when he knew that a bad guy was N steps ahead of him, everyone would have mixed emotions.

So, who to marry?

—Who is blind?

Jianren Qihai finally swallowed his doubts—since he hadn't received the news before, it meant that it needed to be kept secret.

"……Congratulations."

I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at Gojo Satoru in the magic circle, I just hope that this unreliable senior can be reliable for a while.

Jianren Qihai was going to take Youruhito Polygonum to investigate the tragic death of a student on campus. When they arrived at the place, they met with the person in charge. They had just taught the child how to observe filth, and Jianren Qihai received the news.

From Gojo Satoru.

——Take Youruto to stay in Kanagawa, and don't come back if anything happens.

There was a paragraph without beginning and end, and he could see the feeling that a storm was about to come from it.Jianren Qihai glanced sideways at the smirking Knotabagi Yuren, pushed his glasses under the puzzled gaze of the young man, and asked, "Did you see it?"

The young man with vitality nodded: "Oh!"

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A large-scale "tent" suddenly appeared at the Shinjuku subway station. It was invisible from the outside. Ordinary people went to take the subway without realizing it, but they were trapped inside. One step away, the crowd in the "tent" panicked, " Outside the tent, it was bustling and bustling as usual.

The conjurer has been busy preparing for the exchange meeting between the two schools in recent days. This time is the time when power is concentrated in Tokyo. It seems that he knows this, and the conjurer is much more peaceful than usual, and his vigilance against the outside world is slightly relaxed.

When they found out, the "tent" was already crowded with people.

Frightened faces stuck to the invisible barrier, opened their mouths distortedly, and shouted over and over again:

"Bring Gojo Satoru".

At that time, Gojo Gojo, whose name was called by thousands of people, was discussing with Nakahara Chuya who should do the major life events for lunch.

Neither of the two wanted to go into the kitchen. Nakahara Chuya opened his half-closed eyes and thought of a good idea, saying, "We have a fight, and the loser is cooking."

Although the upper echelons of the magic world are not able to attack him because of Wujo Wu, but relatively, as long as Wujo Wu doesn't want to completely tear his face, Zhongyuan Zhong can't go out for activities in the open. These days, he only goes to the basement every now and then to beat the knotweed stick Youren could have a meal, or ride a motorcycle for a walk at night.

Although the kid is progressing very fast, but after all, the basics are there, and Zhongyuan Zhongya beat him like a joke, not very enjoyable, Gojo Satoru is often so busy that no one is seen, he can't find anyone to learn from even if his hands are itchy.

It just so happens that the opportunity is rare at this moment.

Gojo Satoru didn't think so.

He has a ghost in his heart now, and Zhong Yuanzhong is also lazily sitting on the sofa, his loose home clothes are wrinkled, revealing a thin waist, and the looming muscle lines are an invisible temptation.

The trousers were a bit shorter, and the exposed ankle covered with only a layer of flesh had a spot of light reflected from the glass, which made him feel like a feather was scratching in his heart, and he always wanted to reach out and grab it, and hold the light in his hand along the ankle.

Not to mention the man's lazy expression, eyes half-closed, long eyelashes covering the clear blue eyes, like a cat basking in the sun.

Gojo Satoru was in a complicated mood for a while.

Xin said, why didn't I realize that Zhongyuan Zhong was so lustful before.Just looking at it is like this, if there is a fight, physical contact or something...cough.

Zhongyuan Zhong also naturally noticed that his eyes had been turning around him, but he pretended not to notice, his eyelids drooped lazily, and he raised his hand to brush away a strand of hair that fell to the side of his face, "If you don't want to hit me, you can do it Cook."

But that strand of hair seemed to be against him on purpose, unwilling to stay peacefully behind the ears, it slipped down after he pinned it a few times, and his slender eyebrows gradually frowned.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be out of good intentions, bent down and reached out to help him pin up that bit of hair, then twisted the orange hair, and said very seriously: "Chuya, your hair is a bit long."

"Just tie it up." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't really want to have his hair cut - he definitely didn't want this guy to help him tie his hair.

Wujo Wu's eyebrows and eyes curved, and he bent his back down again, and got closer to Zhongye Zhongye, with a light voice, "Has Zhongye just taken a bath? It smells so good..."

"They're all the same shower gel, so you smell the same way." Zhong Yuan Zhong also kept his expression unchanged, staring at him with unwavering eyes, then Xiao Xiao yawned and lowered his eyelashes, "You should cook Yes, dear Gojo-sensei."

"Don't call me teacher." Gojo Satoru was very depressed, he couldn't help getting closer, the tip of his nose almost touched Nakahara Chuya's face, but even so, the other party still looked so indifferent.

Is he really so unattractive?

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but doubt himself a little, he was so handsome, even Chuka didn't have any feelings for him, there must be some other reaction when this face was so close...

Zhong Yuanzhong also asked him: "Why can't I be called a teacher? You asked me to call it that way before, teacher Wutiao?"

see hell.

Gojo Satoru couldn't bear it anymore, he stopped laughing, leaving only a faint arc, and his voice lowered, whispering like a demon seducing people, "Since this is the case, teacher will teach you something else Let's... Zhong Ye Tong Xue."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyes to look at him, and asked unconsciously, "What?"

But I thought in my heart, you'd better kiss me.He has been unhappy seeing this guy's moist and soft lips for a long time.

As a normal adult, who doesn't want to do something intimate with the person he likes.

Gojo Satoru was indeed planning to do this. He felt a little nervous about doing something bad, so he swallowed and said, "Close your eyes and you'll know right away."

The young man on the sofa closed his eyes obediently, his defenseless appearance made Gojo Satoru feel like he was committing a crime, his pale eyes had already darkened, and he slowly reached out to clasp Nakahara Nakaya's sharp jaw.

In this case, even if he realizes that he wants to avoid it for a while, he will not let the other party do what he wants.

After that, even if you don't like yourself and want to go to other places, you won't be able to do so.

Gojo Satoru subconsciously licked the corner of his lips, tasting a little sweetness.