My Wife's Traditional Performing Arts

Ever since Gojo Satoru got the news that "my wife Natsuno is going to catch a plane to Italy for a business trip in the afternoon", the atmosphere of the entire Tokyo Conjuration College has become inexplicably stiff.

"Although it's not a big deal, I thought Xia Ye would at least tell Ji about this."

Panda was wearing a tight baseball uniform, he looked in the direction of the locker room a little hesitantly, and murmured, "I don't know how long the business trip will be... Youtai has been out for a long time, but I haven't been able to come back."

I didn't realize that there was something wrong with what I was doing. My wife Xia Ye didn't seem to think that this news should be shared with classmates and friends because of emotion and reason, and even the curse that the relationship was obviously going to be more intimate. The speaker doesn't even know...

Although I have long seen that the way of thinking of this cute pink hair with a deceptive appearance is slightly shifted, but I didn't expect it to be shifted to this position. After the atmosphere solidified, he still looked ignorant. In the mood to go to the locker room to change back into the High Commissioner uniform - the dog curly thorn jacket he always wore.

"Even if it's not Thorn, you should tell us, right?"

Zenyuan Maki also found it difficult to handle. She weighed the baseball bat in her hand, muttered "too light", and then put the baseball bat on her shoulder.

"Xia Ye doesn't have that awareness at all, even if we know this situation, we will feel bad, let alone Ji...Ji's expression just now is obviously angry, right?"

"I will definitely be angry." Panda stated: "It is rare to see Thorn get angry, but this time Thorn is really angry, and I don't know what he will want to do."

"If Xia Ye can realize this kind of thing, I think it is necessary to get angry," Chanyuan Maki also looked towards the locker room, then her voice paused, "After all, for Xia Ye, only Thorn's anger can be effective. Bar……"

Having said that, the girl with ponytail wearing a baseball cap suddenly stopped, the sun reflected a dazzling reflection on the glasses, Zenyuan Maki narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked around looking for something.

"What's wrong, Maki?"

Fatty scratched his head.

Picking up the baseball bat on his shoulders again, Zenyuan Maki looked around again, and finally hesitated to say:

"...Where did the thorn go?"

"Didn't Ji return to the bench just now..." Pan Da looked over while talking, then stared at the empty seat for two seconds, then turned around suddenly, and looked at Chanyuan Maki who also thought of something.

After five seconds of eye contact, the two of them looked at the locker room, which was not close or far away, but would not be noticed by this side.

"Yeah, that's right."

Panda let out a "hiss", lest he be heard by the first grade behind him who was warming up by stretching his legs, he said in a deliberately low voice:

"Ji is actually an action guy... But there will be a scene with him later, will he still have time?"

Zenyuan Maki feels that it is better for them to work harder, and it is more reliable to cut the Kyoto side into zero eggs-the dog roll thorns will probably not be able to keep up.

***

Curly Thorn the Dog has never been one to beat around the bush.

The spell determines that he can only express his emotions with simple rice ball fillings, and those who don’t understand can’t understand what he’s talking about at all. Some complicated things can only be conveyed by typing or pen and paper. If his personality is a little bit awkward, or if he is a little arrogant, which is said to be considered "very cute" by girls, then no one will know what he means.

So, the dog curly thorn... is actually quite good at hitting the straight ball.

——Xia Ye's state is obvious, and it can be said that he didn't intend to hide it at all. No matter from any aspect, he can see the kind of extreme "abnormality" that cannot be ignored, but for a magician As a group, it is actually very easy to accept.

The conjurers themselves were criticized crazily by all the members. They are not the male protagonists of the hot-blooded boy comics, but they have to correct their companions' thinking and let the sun shine together, and everyone will be crazy together. Isn't that great?

Both the left and the right are not normal people, there is no obvious difference between the more crazy and the less crazy, they are all of the same kind.

——However, even if they are all crazy, sometimes they need to be judged according to the situation.

The dog curled up thinking.

After all, Xia Ye can't decide everything. Since Xia Ye wants to have a close relationship with him, he should cooperate with him in certain things.

Since he can even say "order me", then don't just use sweet words to seduce him, but actually try to trick him and defraud him of his dominance—Xia Ye should also take a little action and slowly get rid of him. Give him half of the initiative, right?

At least, in some matters, he should also be listened to.

So, with this thought in mind, the dog Curly Thorn didn't hesitate at all, leaned his baseball bat against the edge of the chair, and followed the brisk and lively footsteps of the pink fur in front without hesitation, and entered the locker room together.

He needs to let Xia Ye know something.

……

The pink-haired boy acted as if he wasn't aware of it at all. He seemed to turn a blind eye to the silver-haired spellcaster's downcast eyes, and he didn't stick to him uncharacteristically, but walked briskly as if he was in a happy mood. Sedaimao happily swayed around, so lively that he wanted to be grabbed by others, and the whole pink-haired cat was picked up by holding Daimao.

Can't my wife Xia Ye see that Gou Juanji is in a bad mood?

Not so.

——That was intentional.

"The Thorn Lord is angry. 』

Listening to the undisguised unhurried footsteps behind me, my wife Xia Ye didn't feel guilty about "I made the person I like angry" at all, and was even very excited, so excited that her cheeks began to flush again, and her breath came out. It's hot air, the hair on the top of the head is almost turned into a small windmill, and even the steps are so light that it seems to be jumping.

"Anger is a catalyst, which will make Mr. Thorn feel a sense of crisis—and when Mr. Thorn has already possessed me, it can be the rope that draws Mr. Thorn to approach me actively." 』

"When people are angry, their actions will follow their hearts. Mr. Orihara often uses this to achieve his goals, and I can do the same. 』

"I'm looking forward to it, what will Mr. Thorn do when he is angry?" 』

My wife Xia Ye hummed a song, pretending not to notice the vague anger behind her, nor did she hear the particularly obvious sound of soles touching the ground, "ignorantly" got into the separate locker room outside the baseball field, and even thoughtfully said Leave a door.

"Come here, come closer to me. 』

"There must be a sense of crisis, take the initiative, and belong to me as soon as possible... I am willing to do anything for Mr. Thorn, and I am willing to accept all the emotions of Mr. Thorn. 』

The light humming stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of the door lock automatically locking. The door lock of the locker room outside the baseball field should have a sense of age. The normal closing of the door just fixed the door, wanting space If the tightness is better, you have to pinch the knob in the door and twist it clockwise twice.

"Crack, click."

Twist once to lock the lock once, and twist it twice to lock two buckles. He didn't know if there were more dog curls. He twisted it twice symbolically, knowing that if he didn't go outside to get the key, he would only have to break the door. After this method, it stopped.

Then he calmly hooked the upper edge of the mask with his fingers and pulled it all the way to his chin before stopping. The snake-eye curse pattern spreading from his mouth was completely exposed, and it was open to the slightly cooler room temperature. Down.

The scorching gaze was glued to him almost instantly, and he stared undisguisedly from the round snake eyes to his lips, and the heat that almost drove the change of the entire room temperature swept over his lips, as if he wanted to pry open the tight gap , sticking to the snake teeth on the tongue.

"..."

Pulling down the collar usually indicates that the magician is about to spit out a spell, so this kind of obstacle that may make the voice muffled needs to be removed, so the same, baseball uniforms do not have special collars, and dog curly spines are used for blocking spells. It is customary to wear a mask, and the action of "pull off the mask" also represents a possible "command".

My wife Natsuno is still looking forward to the "order" of the spell master, no matter what, it may not be a good thing for normal people to be able to draw Lord Thorn's "anger", but for my wife Natsuno, it is also A development worth looking forward to - if he will take the initiative to use "command", does it also mean that Lord Thorn is gradually willing to accept the intimate relationship between them?

It's a pity that we can't achieve the goal at once, but it's good to be subtle, my wife Natsuno doesn't mind the process, he just needs to be happy