Goujuan always refuses to confess

"I say……"

"what?"

"Do you have any obsession with roads or utility poles?"

The silver-haired boy squatting on the roof looked at the black-haired young man standing on one foot on the top of the telephone pole not far away. With a wave of the snow-white blade in his hand, the weapon turned back into a half-grown child.

There was no room for people to stand on the telephone pole, and the blond child could only stand on the roof on the same side as him.

A few minutes ago, at the moment when he was almost discovered, Ye Dou quickly grabbed the ten sticks, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, and ran away. In a blink of an eye, he came to the electric poles and roofs a few kilometers away.

Originally, he didn't plan to run away with Shizhi, but at the moment the door was knocked, Yetou had a long list of thoughts in his mind, and finally he pulled him along.

Mainly, he had a question he wanted to ask Shi Zhikong.

"I'm not obsessed with telephone poles...don't change the subject! What happened to you coming out of the shrine?"

"Ah... just as you thought, I sent them to see Hades." He said lightly and casually, "If it's a little later, wouldn't it be me who died?"

"...how many months?"

"Well, February? Wouldn't it be my birthday if it's later?"

After a moment of silence, the black-haired and blue-eyed god frowned, "I thought you would follow the path they arranged... No wonder I didn't see you at this year's god meeting, you obviously just want to die-- "

There was deathly silence, and no one spoke for a long time.

Yato had no doubts whether the boy in front of him could become a god after death, even if he was alive, he already half-legged into that category.

What should I say?Does it mean that human beings are inherently greedy, or that human desires are too distorted.

He only knew a few words about the crazy sacrificial plan of that village - a naive plan to create gods, and he didn't know what kind of shit luck the people in that village had in their previous lives to find a child named Shizhikong, who was very capable and handsome. She has an exquisite appearance, but the only pity is that she was turned into a pervert by those lunatics.

Yes, he used the word pervert for Yato!

Last year, he thought Shizhikong was a little lunatic.

Now that he had a face-to-face meeting, he felt that the person was a little more normal, but he still couldn't be classified as an ordinary human being.

Juzhi was so sleepy that his eyes almost closed, he raised half of his eyelids when he heard what Yato said, "Yes, I should have died at the age of 15..."

Yato waited for a long time and did not wait for the next sentence, but his Zhu Qi whispered to remind him that Shi Zhikong had almost fallen asleep.

Yato: ...isn't it?You sleep here, should I go or not!

The former God of Misfortune felt that he shouldn't answer the phone call at night. He couldn't sleep well during the good times. He insisted on running here to make extra money and ended up in a mess.

For just five yuan, he put in a hundred times more energy than usual.

First, he was frightened by Shizhikong, and then he saw the second boy who was tempting away from the edge of human beings like Shizhikong.

However, Shizhishui didn't die from sleep, he squinted for a while, and when he raised his head from the wrapped arms, he opened his mouth: "Yato, you and your artifact are so noisy, what are you doing here?" ?”

The black-haired and blue-eyed god muttered a few more words in a low voice, "I'm kind! It's not good to leave you here, and blow more cold wind with you! Well, human children hurry home and sleep, night travel is not good ……of."

The silver-haired boy rested his chin on his arms, and looked at him with half-opened golden eyes.

Yato suddenly felt his throat a little dry.

He has always known that the ten empty outer skin pouches are very good-looking, but the temperament that stands out from humans can't help but make people dazzle.

Shi Zhikong chuckled, and tilted his head, "You want to know why I have become a bit human?"

The golden peach blossom eyes shone like stars plucked from the night, and the owner's laughter was a little seductive, "Because human beings are interesting, and when I met a very cute human being, it's almost... almost like 'Sakura' Like that?"

"..." Yato was brought up again, and he decided to take back the sentence he almost blurted out just now. The half-human, half-god human kid Toji Sora is still so annoying! !

After squatting for a long time, Shi Zhi's legs became numb, and he slowly took out another coin from his pocket and tossed it over.

The shiny silver coin drew an arc in the air and was caught by the black-haired god, and then he heard a word.

"The Yato God who is helpful and comes to serve."

"Can you please take me back to school?"

In the early morning of the next day, the curse was high and flying.

Poor assistant supervisor Yidizhi Jiegao had half of his body on the bed and half of his body on the ground. He just lay in an awkward position for the rest of the night. When he woke up, he felt that his whole body was not his own.

Yizhi: ...Wait!Ten branches are empty! !

The assistant supervisor wanted to get up from the ground in a hurry, but twisted his waist because of the violent movement.

Trembling, he touched his glasses, holding his waist with one hand and holding up the phone with the other, Yi Dizhi quickly reported what happened to him last night.

"No—it's not good! Shizhikong ran to find Yuzhang Youren, something big is going to happen!"

It is still a secret that Yuzu Yuhito is still alive, so he must not go to the student dormitory to talk about this topic. Gojo Satoru touched his chin when he received the call, as if he knew what happened last night.

Knotabagi Yuhito only told half the truth.

Gojo Satoru probably discovered something was wrong when he was summing up the real-life incident with Jianren Qihai after the battle.

Six eyes can see a lot of things, although he doesn't have a perspective function, he still perceives it.

That's when he went to knock on the door of Yuzu Yujin's door. Unfortunately, the person who was supposed to be in that room slipped away, and he didn't know how to slip away.

His lovely student hesitated for a long time and explained to him that Shi Zhikong had come to see him. What did they talk about?His student didn't say a word.

——The tone is quite tight, it is estimated that there is something wrong.

Gojo Satoru was not in a hurry, and went back to sleep with two long legs. When he woke up at dawn and received a call from the assistant supervisor Yidizhi, he had an idea.

So there is the next scene.

With one hand in his pocket, Gojo Satoru knocked on the door of the boys' dormitory one by one, and each of them delivered a breakfast—I bought it in the cafeteria on the way, you're welcome.

When he knocked on Shizhikong's door, the breakfast bag in his hand had just been distributed, so the teacher simply rushed straight into the student dormitory and extended an invitation under the unkind eyes of his own students.

"Have breakfast? The cafeteria, the teacher treats you."

Shizhi yawned, but his eyes were not fully opened yet.

"Teacher Wutiao, I only slept for four hours."

"Yo, kid Kong, you also know that you will lack sleep at night, don't you? Come, come, the teacher will take you to wake up."

The white-haired teacher dragged the person out without a doubt. When he passed by his spellcaster student, the adult showed a smile, and at the same time pushed back the extended arm of the questionable student.

"I bought one less breakfast, so I can only invite someone to the cafeteria." This sentence was said to the dog Juicing, and the second half of the sentence immediately lowered his voice and clung to Shi Zhikong's ear, "Talk to you Benevolence."

—— Knotweed Yujin...

He was in a daze on the road ahead, relying on his inner voice to identify who was passing by. After the surroundings became quiet, his ten eyelashes trembled, and then he opened his eyes.

The scenery in front of them is not the cafeteria that Wujo Satoru mentioned, but the grove where they talked about "Knotweed Yuren is still alive" last time.

The location and characters are all right, but the time has changed.

"You went to see Youren yesterday."

"I don't need to repeat the known facts. Who told you, Mr. Wutiao? Junior Knotweed or Yidizhi?"

However, Wujo teacher did not answer his question.

"What business does Yuren want with you?"

"Well... the junior didn't tell me, so do I have to keep it a secret?"

"Is that so... is it related to that curse spirit?"

After kicking the ball back and forth for a long time, Gojo Satoru chose to hit the heart directly.

A gust of wind blew past Shi Zhi's thoughts.

——Have you already thought of that special curse spirit?

Shizhi squinted his eyes and thought for a while, cut out and cut out the story between him and Knotabagi Yujin, and focused on the fact that the curse spirit knew his ability and asked his apprentice to ask him for help.

He didn't lie, he just hid a lot of things.

Gojo Satoru nodded.

"You Ren never told me about this, go back and ask that kid carefully."

Ten branches also nodded.

Thinking that he was all right, Shizhi started to walk away, but he only took two steps when a hand reached out from behind him and put his shoulders on his shoulders.

"Hey, don't worry, didn't the teacher say he wanted to treat you to breakfast?" Gojo Satoru's voice came frivolously.

...Ten minutes later, Shi Zhikong changed his place and sat down.

What he was holding in his hand was indeed a packed breakfast from the school cafeteria, but the place to eat was not in the cafeteria but in the unknown building he visited last night.

To sum it up in one sentence, Gojo Satoru bought him breakfast and teleported him here by talking to himself.

It's okay, he can eat wherever he sits, but he doesn't have the people who ate with him in the past.

With a snap, the disposable chopsticks were disassembled, Shizhi picked up the bowl in front of him, and looked at the person across the table through the steaming smoke.

"Qi Hai Hai? Is that what Junior Knotweed called you?"

From here, I can hear the messy inner voice of Knotabazu Yuren in another room, but Juzhi still sits on the same spot and eats breakfast leisurely, even if Knotweed Yuren misses everything that should be said and should not be said. .

"I haven't flipped through the newspaper in 3 minutes, haven't you finished reading it yet? Qi Haihai."

"It's Senior Seven Seas."

As soon as the words fell, the adult social animal wearing glasses turned over a page and started a long pause mode.

After Shizhi reminded him, he didn't speak. He burped after breakfast, and he took a newspaper from the side like Jianren Qihai, and the two of them fell into an eerie calm.

When Knotaba Yuhito walked into this room with his head down like a defeated dog, what he saw was a scene like "Grandpa reading the newspaper". look like.

Gojo Satoru, who was one step behind Knotabagi Yujin, squeezed in from behind. He bent down and approached the two people who were reading newspapers facing each other, and said in a surprised tone, "I can't tell, Sora, you are someone who cares about national affairs? Nanami, what are you looking at?" ?”

Ten shorts didn't lift it, and turned the newspaper from the political page to the entertainment page.

Jianren Qihai closed the newspaper indifferently, and began to close his eyes to rest.

No one answered his words, Gojo Satoru casually shrugged, and beckoned Hirohito to sit down in the room.

Then Gojo Satoru and Shizhikong struck up a conversation without saying a word.

"Youren has already explained, Sora, what else did you find...God?"

"The former God of Misfortune is working hard to become the God of Fortune. Why does Wutiao teacher support his business?"

"No, I just think that Sora's range of friends is wider than I thought, teacher."

"Professional needs - Wutiao teacher really doesn't know?"

"This question... Has Nakong explained everything to me?"

Knotashi Yuhito watched in confusion as the teacher and senior seated opposite him were playing charades back and forth, and later they talked about him from the unknown god, which made Katsuda Yuzuhito sit in a state of distress.

"But I didn't expect Sora's ability to be famous in the curse spirit... Yourhito was almost used. Speaking of which, Sora, have you ever helped someone realize that kind of wish?"

"Of course." Tenzhi squinted, and finally raised his head from the action of tossing the newspaper, and looked at the sitting posture next to him, "Gojo Satoru who is not recognized by his relatives", "I haven't done it before, how could I give a warning."

As he said that, Toka turned his face to his junior with his hands on his knees. The pink-haired boy who was watched shivered and sat upright.

"That was one... no, two years ago, someone sacrificed his life for me to revive his important person."

"Then, I was swung open by the ghost of hell with a mace."

"Let's think about it, the name of the person who came back from the dead is...Ten Bee Tatara?"