Cupid

Ordinary girls dedicate their lives to "Master Tianyuan", the out-of-control Panxing Cult collects the blood of witches everywhere, and the defected super-warlocks put forward the extreme theory of "killing all incompetent non-warlocks and building a new world with only warlocks".

I don't know what went wrong. The bad things in the past few years seem to be toppled dominoes, one after another.

There is no doubt that "the world is undergoing earth-shaking changes".

The wheel of history keeps moving in an unknown direction, trying to drag everyone into it and smash it to pieces.

For Rimei, the identities of Datsubaki and Kagura have been exposed.

So to be on the safe side, the people who can see you are limited to Wujo Satoru, who has six eyes open and has the strongest combat and anti-detection capabilities.

There is one less super magician in Japan, but the number of curses continues unabated. As the strongest Gojo Satoru alone provokes the leader of the magic world, he is extremely busy every day.

Even so, he still maintains a visit frequency of at least three times a week——

Sometimes it is late at night, sometimes it is early morning, and sometimes it is noon. The boy who breaks the time only takes a short rest each time, and then leaves in a hurry.

He was so tired that he watched a horror movie with you, and then fell asleep on the sofa after watching the whole person.

The tall boy leans infinitely along the curve of the sofa back, and at the last moment his furry head slowly falls on your lap.

Gojo Satoru, as a representative of Japan this time, went abroad to get rid of the special curse, and he still had jet lag when he returned by plane.

He was really tired, or he was full of trust in you, so he didn't wake up immediately after lying down, but unconsciously rubbed his head against your thigh, looking for a comfortable sleeping position.

Gojo Satoru is a short-haired boy, and the silver-white hair is a bit irritating to be honest.

Not only that, but people who are too tired will snore when they sleep.

As a handsome man, Gojo Satoru's breathing is not so loud, his snoring is small and steady, with a little rhythmic vibration——

Like a cute big cat.

You lowered your eyes and looked at the boy's peaceful sleeping face, thought for a while, then stretched out your palm and touched the remote control to turn down the sound of the TV.

Then you start staring at the TV and fall into a aimless daze.

The things about the Panxing Sect have greatly affected your enthusiasm for work, and you swore that you would never work hard for other people's wishes, and under the protection of Gojo Satoru, you completely started your idle house life——

Alive, just alive.

Obviously you have novels to read, comics to read, and movies to watch. Apart from chatting with people, you can only use the phone, and your life is comfortable and peaceful.

It is clear that the mantra power given to you by Wujo Wu is incomparably sufficient.

But you are like you were recuperating in Amber River before, you always feel tired for no reason, and then you will suddenly fall into a deep sleep if you don't pay attention.

You huddled in the corner of the sofa gloomyly all day long, thinking of doing nothing.

Only when Gojo Satoru talks to you and is by your side, can you barely regain some interest in the conversation.

It's a pity that the relationship of "chewing wine" is doomed to be a relationship with no future.

Because of this, you feel frustrated from the bottom of your heart, and you only try to maintain a superficial friendship, and show concern to Gojo Satoru who asks you "How long have I been asleep?" with a blank face:

"Four hours."

"You are more tired than usual, is it because there are more curses outside?"

Gojo Satoru yelled slowly, and got up from your lap.

He picked up a pillow beside him and hugged it in his arms, rubbed his sleepy eyes with the other hand, wiped away the physical tears, and explained to you lazily:

"Now Xia Youjie is the leader of the Panxing Sect. After he took office, he eliminated a wave of unruly congregants and took in many non-sorcerers. Although he called non-warlocks 'monkeys', he did it purely for the funds of believers. Exorcising the curse, but thanks to him it's been peaceful lately."

"So I'm busy with people..."

"I think the current world is the problem of the old men at the top. What is the absolute moral code for conjurers? Those boring theories and cumbersome rules will overwhelm young conjurers. People forcefully teach them to be dead-brained."

"...Because they received a large amount of money, they connive at Pan Xingjiao to such an extent? I always feel that there is something wrong with the higher up."

He, Barbara, complained about the hateful inaction of the "old zombie" and "privileged warlock".

He also muttered strangely about the difficulty of the "teacher qualification certificate" test.

In the end, I regretted that I didn't have time to queue up to buy the dim sum I wanted to try.

You, who don't have any "social connections" in the magic world, are an excellent communication partner for Gojo Satoru.

Can keep secrets, but also have a certain common topic.

Relying on the good friendship with each other, he can pour out his recent troubles to you unscrupulously, and talk non-stop.

You also know that you should be more interested in Gojo Satoru's confession.

But in fact, when you hear the word "conjurer" now, your scalp feels numb.

I really can't find you who cater to the attached words and phrases, like every cute idiot beauty, apply the universal dialogue formula, laughing "ah", "this way", "then what" and "really" looped for a long time.

Only in the final response, I accidentally revealed my heart, and said negatively:

"It's been hard work... don't you feel tired?"

Different from the casual and perfunctory words in the past that were only superficial, your real thoughts have attracted Gojo Satoru's attention.

Gojo Satoru, who had drooping eyelids, turned his head. He blinked his beautiful blue eyes at you, and a cheerful smile appeared on his tired face. The boy grinned and explained:

"No way, the bigger the goal you want to achieve, the more effort you need to make."

"Although it is very troublesome to fight for rights according to the ideas of those old men, but when the status rises later, there will be a lot more things that can be done."

"for example……"

"Don't you want to go out to see the 'Backstreet Girls' concert? The group that has finally become popular is becoming popular. I will try my best to let you go out to see the curtain call performance."

"So cheer me up again."

Familiar nouns evoke some fond memories, and sudden promises startle you.

Can I go out again?

Can I see it again?

Go and listen to that song in person, bouncing around, working hard...

Your eyes flickered, but since you didn't do anything particularly valuable and good before, you couldn't be ashamed to ask him "Really?"

Finally, you took a breath and smiled back to Gojo Satoru:

"Come on."

"Of course, I'll do what I say. But I've said a lot, I'm so thirsty. If you really want to cheer me up, get me a cantaloupe soda."

Gojo Satoru simply accepted your encouragement, and instructed you to run errands for him in a brisk tone.

Then when you come back, you find that Gojo Satoru, who just sat quietly for a while, has fallen asleep again.

Hugging a pillow, she fell unconscious again.

Well, Gojo Satoru has also gradually transformed from a carefree male high school student who skipped classes and cheated to a responsible adult.

So be nice to him.

Thinking about it this way, you who have nothing to do in the basement all day decide to develop a hobby for yourself.

Let's start with the "lava cake" that he complained about not being able to buy.

Making recipes, shaping layers, baking and shaping, making cakes and making pottery have very similar manufacturing processes.

As a little artist who has done clay sculpture.You don't think it's a big problem.

As far as the result is concerned, it is indeed not a big problem. You, who tried baking for the first time, miraculously achieved a successful feat.

However, in line with the principle of "no pride in victory, no discouragement in defeat", you improved the craftsmanship ten times before bringing this "mysterious gift" covered by a stainless steel cover to Gojo Satoru.

Then before revealing the answer to Gojo Satoru, he blushed and expressed that he had read a lot of related reference books, with good intentions and sincerity.

The boy clasped his hands very cooperatively, you said something, and he said "hmm", during which he made an expression full of anticipation, and accompanied you to enhance the atmosphere.

Finally, the moment you lifted the lid, Gojo Satoru said in surprise:

"Oh, I get it! It's a facehugger!"

"It's that kind of surprise, you're going to put this on my face to scare me, right!?"

"Haha, you are so lively!"

You are aware of the cognitive gap between you and Wujo Wu.

"It's a lava cake for you..."

The correct answer from your mouth dropped the atmosphere to freezing point.

The smiling Gojo Satoru was speechless for a moment.

But a gentleman's words are hard to follow.Gojo Satoru, who promised to cherish your gift, could only show his manly qualities, hesitatingly took the cake from your hand.

"Ah, that's it. Thank you for the hospitality, I'm starting..."

Gojo Satoru said words of thanks, and while picking up a spoon to dig out a piece of cake, he put the sunglasses on the table back on the bridge of his nose,

You feel as if he closed his eyes while delivering the cake to his mouth, and you can't help asking worriedly:

"...Why do you have to close your eyes to eat cake?"

He won't accidentally send the cake into his nostrils like this?

"Huh? Because... sometimes you can feel more different things when you close your eyes."

The young man took a deep breath, his tightly pursed lips showed the fortitude of seeing death as home.

Relying on the "No Lower Limit Spell" to identify poisons and the "Reversal Spell" to treat poison, Gojo Satoru swallowed the spoon in one gulp.

……

The delicate and mellow chocolate syrup melted on the tip of the tongue, and the sweet taste soothed the boy's frowning brows.

Its essence is indeed a delicious lava cake.

Realizing this, Wujo Wujo felt relieved, relaxed his tense body, opened those clear eyes again, and praised:

"It's pretty good, as long as you ignore the appearance, it tastes pretty good."

"You're getting better and better."

"Come on, come on. Next time try creme brulee, I want to eat that recently!"

Wujo Wuchong gave you a thumbs up.

Although he won't drink your wine, but facing a man who can accept your "bribe", your attitude has eased a lot.

There is a tendency for your waking hours to be longer because you have something to do.