Missy is also looking for death in the magic world today

"morning."

Misaki Kiritani glanced quickly across the faces of the two, greeted with deep eyes, and retreated into the room like a snail, as if accidentally breaking some secret.

He didn't even commit a nympho.

Kiritani Mio felt a little embarrassed by her avoidance.

She pulled Gojo Wu's body and pushed it out in a panic, closed the door forcefully, turned around and covered her face with her back against the door.

That short and careful hug made her nervous and panicked after a while.

The breath from his body is still warm and clear, and his eyes that are as clean and flowing as the sea are lingering in his mind.

She bounced up and rushed to the bathroom.

This is not in line with her survival policy.

Mio Kiritani, who was cooling down with her face buried in the cold water in the bathroom, was in a mess.

The two cold tombstones in the dream reminded her at the right time not to easily break through the line she drew to communicate with others.

The coldness of the water caused the body's heat to rise instead of drop, and it was a bit reluctant to even stand.

This panic surprised her, as if trapped by an invisible fear, she saw Kiritani Misaki's face in a trance.

She rarely recalled the past about Kiritani Misaki, just like now, Kiritani Misaki once pressed her head in the water, and she struggled in a panic at that time, which made her very happy.

That's too bad, how did you come up with this?Kiritani Mio raised her face from the water in surprise, took a big mouthful of breath, the cold water drops slipped along her neck into the neckline of the bathrobe, she shivered from the cold.

He suddenly raised his head and saw himself in the mirror with a strange expression.

She shook her head, threw down the towel irritably, and was about to go to the restaurant downstairs.

Breakfast was a simple milk sandwich. Judging from the flowers on the plate, Tomokazu Nakamura had put too much effort into preparing this meal.It seems that Gojo Satoru gave him a lot of stimulation last night.

Why bother, insisting on comparing your own shortcomings with others' strengths is really a kind of self-defeating loneliness.

Kiritani Mio smiled coldly, and the unbearable part of Tomokazu Nakamura's past also came out of his brain.

Her heart began to be irritable again.

Until Gojo Satoru greeted her.She suppressed the bad feeling in her heart, ignored Nakamura Tomokazu, and sat directly opposite Gojo Satoru, trying to ease her mood with his handsome face.

"What's wrong with you?"

Gojo Satoru noticed that her expression was a bit strange.

"Maybe it's a bit boring after staying here for a long time."

Afraid that Gojo Satoru would be worried, he added another sentence,

"It will be over soon."

She starts eating.

So unpalatable.

Kiritani Mio frowned slightly, and Nakamura Tomokazu asked worriedly seeing her like this,

"Mio, is your body okay?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Kiritani Mio impatiently threw the sandwich in her hand back onto the plate, picked up the knife and fork, and roughly cut the bacon and fried egg on the plate.Just cut it, no intention of eating it at all.

So annoying, so annoying, so annoying.

While the two men were staring at her in surprise, Kiritani Misaki also entered the restaurant.Kiritani Mio Xunsheng saw her smiling face, and subconsciously clenched the knife and fork in his hand.

It was that face.

Every time she can smile and watch her jokes, tease her, and spoil her.

I really want to poke her vicious and sinister face with the fork in my hand.

Mio Kiritani was holding the fork tightly, and the white tablecloth was wrinkled.

"elder sister?"

Maybe it was because the resentment on her face was too obvious, Kiritani Misaki was taken aback.

"Don't call me... sister."

Kiritani Mio said these words almost through gritted teeth.

This is not right.She is not quite the Kiritani Mio from before, she doesn't have such a strong resentment towards this woman and Nakamura Tomokazu.

She threw down the knife and fork in a panic, and looked up at Gojo Satoru opposite, his face was serious.

Resentment was crazily growing in her heart, she couldn't control all her bad thoughts at all, her chest felt tight, and her temples were throbbing.

Gojo Satoru had left his seat and walked towards her.

Negative emotions hit her like a tide, and her brain was firmly grasped by infinite hatred, completely involuntary.Before Gojo Satoru walked in, she hurriedly left her seat and grabbed his hand,

"I want to go back to my room..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her heart started to hurt like a needle prick. She couldn't hold it any longer, and her eyes darkened and she lost consciousness.

Gojo Satoru frowned, immediately picked her up and disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only the other two in the restaurant dumbfounded.

……

Kiritani Mio fell into darkness again.

In front of her eyes was a pair of noble and delicate dark red leather shoes. The bottom edge of the shoes was inlaid with a ring of sparkling diamonds.

The pair of shoes dangled in mid-air, and the person wearing them hung from the crystal chandelier, staring at everyone passing by.

That was her simple and poor mother, Qing Zi who was deeply in love and couldn't extricate herself.

On the white marble floor was a blood-painted formation, and it was the first time for Kiritani Mio to see it so completely.The complicated incantations were quite blood-consuming, and Qingzi's unnaturally drooping ten fingers were almost scratched by herself.

I hate it so much, why should she be tortured like this, why did she have to be born? !

"It's all their fault."

The boy's voice in last night's dream reappeared, sweetly bewitching in her ears,

"Your biological mother resented you because of her stupidity, your sister and stepmother resented you because of jealousy, your father knew everything but just turned a blind eye and watched them trample you indifferently..."

"You're not wrong, what's wrong is the dirty ones."

Her slender neck was gently stroked by a pair of cold hands, and the slightly sharp fingertips rested on her arteries and poked lightly.

The sound of swallowing saliva reappeared.

It's okay to try it now, right?

The boy's rapid panting was filled with frenzy.

"too professional."

The boy's fingers stiffened in the darkness, and he said in an incredible tone,

"You, what are you talking about? Can you talk?"

This problem seems familiar.It seems that the first time I met Gojo Satoru, he asked the same question.

"Be confident, you're not deaf." She continued in a casual tone, more like talking to herself,

"I mean, when Qingzi died, the formations under her feet were too professional. It's not something that a person like her can easily touch."

Although she didn't understand the words above, she could feel the powerful aura of the formation from the image, at least it was the heritage of the aristocratic family.

Mio Kiritani turned around suddenly, and grabbed the hand of the young boy opposite, who was still stuck in the air.

The darkness receded, and only then did she see the boy in front of her clearly.

The silver-blue long-haired boy's strange-colored pupils were slightly dilated, and the stitches on his body and face did not affect the unique beauty derived from his strange temperament.

Kiritani Mio couldn't help laughing,

"why are you laughing?"

The boy didn't feel the panic or embarrassment of being caught at all, and approached her sweetly and ambiguously, entangled with her breath.

"I remembered what someone said, and it's just right for you."

"what is it then?"

"Are you satisfied with what you see?"

"Very satisfied, very satisfied, but I'm curious, when did you find out?"

"Why don't you introduce yourself before solving the puzzle?"

Kiritani Mio let go of the young man's hand, stepped back a few steps, folded her arms and looked at him with a smile, without any trace of hostility on her face.

"It's a real person, I'm the hatred between people, a curse born out of fear~ It's very powerful~"

"Huh? Is it strange?"

Kiritani Mio didn't get his point, she had met too many evil spirits who could talk, and none of them would be proud of their identities.

Her indifferent reaction did not make Zhenren angry. Zhenren was very tolerant of her ignorance, and said coquettishly,

"You can tell me this time~ People are very curious."

It's a little bit cute.

Kiritani Mio looked at the opposite villain in a strange mood.

"I lost the paper to wipe my nosebleed."

When she found out that she was picking up her bag at the scene, she swept it into the trash can and the used tissues were gone.

It's a joke, a warlock can't even control the whereabouts of his own blood, so what's the matter, sooner or later it will be over.

"Mr. Wutiao can't see the curse spirit. In addition to covering his tent, the curse spirit himself also covered it."

"You used Sanada Kyoko's soul to hide her breath in the painting, and let us attribute all abnormalities to ghosts. In order not to arouse my suspicion, you also controlled her and asked her to show me what happened, but After all, she is a ghost who devoured four souls, and she still used some strength to ask me for help."

"Mastered my blood and entered my dream, you kept making me resent everything around me and the past, cast a curse in the dream to concentrate all my negative emotions. Can I be arrogant to understand that I am negative Is the strength of the emotion related to the degree of attraction of my blood to you?"

"Oh, it's really unexpected. Not only can I stay awake under the nightmare I set up, but I can also fight back in the dream. It's so cute~"

The real person clapped his hands appreciatively, sincerely.

"But you can't escape, even if you are too lazy to resent, I can use your body to avenge you~"

"At that time, there was not only resentment in your blood, but also guilt, despair and self-loathing...By the way, what did you think of at that time that made you so desperate? The smell is so beautiful, but unfortunately I didn't see it. "

The real person put his fingers against his lips and tilted his head to think, feeling a little annoyed,

"Is this the power of blood?"

The power of blood?

There is something in this statement.

Mio Kiritani recalled it carefully, it seemed that the first time she drew a talisman at Anderson, it was indeed a bit too smooth.

She thought it was the power brought by the soul she practiced in her previous life, but hearing what he said, it was indeed a bit suspicious.

"Okay, let's put these down first, let's talk about your transformation~"

The joyful clasped hands of real people,

"The field expands, and the autism is closed."

His mouth opened to an exaggerated degree, and countless crossed hands emerged from the depths of his throat.

The surrounding air froze, and the hands that spit out of his mouth intertwined and formed a "net" around the two of them.

"My ability is Wuwei Transformation. I can see the shape of human souls. It can change the appearance and age of creatures, and it can completely change from the inside out~"

Masato enthusiastically introduced his own strengths to Kiritani Mio, just like a stylist recommending himself.

"Although I can't see the shape of your soul clearly, in my field, if you study it carefully, you should be able to figure it out soon~ What kind of shape does Kiritani-san like? Two heads? Ten legs? Or something other than your own gender ?”

"I'm sorry, although your idea sounds quite innovative, but I'm afraid that some people will not agree."

Kiritani Mio still had a playful smile on her face, which made Masato a little confused.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition, and was about to perform the spell and leave, when a lazy and magnetic voice sounded in his ears.

"The field expands, and there is no limit to the space."