Missy is also looking for death in the magic world today

"Miss Kiritani, I'm on time this time~"

Gojo Satoru stepped out from Kiritani Mio's back with one-handed mudra, bent his pretty eyes, and stuck to her side.

"This is impossible."

Gojo Satoru didn't kill Daoist, so Daoist who was shattered into shards in his own domain could not move, but he could still talk.

"Why is it impossible? At that time, only me and Mr. Wujo were the two people who summoned spirits at the scene of the incident. If someone knew about the existence of tissues, it could only mean that our every move was being monitored. High-tech equipment cannot hide from Mr. Wujo." Eyes, then, there are only five things that the teacher cannot see."

"Moreover, I also want to thank you for having a strong sense of transformation for me."

The real man's eyes dimmed for a moment.

The expansion of the domain exposed himself. Although Gojo Satoru could not enter her dream, he could come and go freely in the domain, a space that belonged exclusively to conjurers.

Really, underestimate the food.

Even though the attack in Gojo Satoru's domain avoided her, Kiritani Mio still felt the man's powerful spell power, she looked sideways at him, the corners of her mouth curled up into a beautiful arc,

"Teacher Wutiao, I'm very curious, how did you find out that there is something wrong with that string of numbers? I really calculated it for a long time."

Gojo Satoru hooked the corners of his lips helplessly and indulgently,

"Because I can see that you have no intention of paying for my clothes at all. Isn't it strange to say this all of a sudden."

In some ways, he really knew himself.

Kiritani Mio was a little happy.

It turned out to be the case.

The real man secretly sighed, the clown turned out to be himself.

He has been spying on them, including every message of their phone interaction.

The so-called salary increase is all fake.

She mentioned the materials repeatedly, specified the number of pages, and used the observation method of evidence to suggest that the other party compared the words on the materials in pairs.It seems that it was at that time that a plan to lure the enemy was drawn up with ridiculous salary figures.

Zhenren felt that he was defeated by not knowing the general salary level of conjurers.

"Would you like to say it? A real person."

For Gojo Satoru's purpose, the secret of my blood.

Kiritani Mio turned her attention back to Masato, but she could tell from the boy's eyes that he was not going to reveal the truth.

The real man smiled and shook his head.

really.

"I guess so." She took a few steps back, leaving the scene to Gojo Satoru, her hands forming a semicircle around her lips, "Mr.

"The following scenes will be a little bloody. Miss Kiritani can close her eyes if she is afraid."

"Please play freely, I like violence."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, do you like violence?Unexpectedly.

In his head, he began to inexplicably think of her saying this sentence on other occasions, and his eyes were a little wandering.

This expression is another feeling in the eyes of the real person. He remembers someone telling him that the more careless Gojo Satoru is to the enemy, the greater the lethality.

It seems that he has been guilty for a while...

Although there are some deviations, he is right.

Soon he experienced the powerlessness of "seeing everything, feeling everything but being unable to do anything" and the fragmentation of his limbs.

……

Kiritani Mio regained consciousness after getting rid of the dirty things in her consciousness.

She hugged the quilt lazily and rubbed her face against it, a little reluctant to open her eyes.

The dry quilt exudes a light aroma, warm patchouli and cedar, quiet but not dull.

She couldn't help but took a deep breath, she really deserved to be the "Your Majesty" inlaid with 5 carat diamonds.

His Majesty? ! ! !

Kiritani Mio woke up instantly.It was only later that I discovered that the quilt felt a bit hard and the outline was too sharp.

She dared not open her eyes, and her body began to stiffen.

"Does it smell good~"

The teasing voice broke the illusion that she was dreaming, and Kiritani Mio at the scene of the death felt a little like crying.

With her previous posture holding the quilt, she could easily imagine the two of them lying on the bed at the moment.Like an electric shock, she let go of the arms around Wutao Wu's waist, raised her head and slammed into his blue eyes, which were so soft that she immediately lowered her head and covered her face.

I really want to die on the spot!

Gojo Satoru was lying on her bed with his head sideways, staring at the trembling little head on his chest, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

It smells really good.

It's not a perfume, it's the unique freesia-like scent on Ms. Kiritani's body.

Wujo Satoru was immersed in this breath, and his heartbeat and breathing sped up inexplicably.

The smile on the corner of his mouth stagnated slightly, and he suddenly began to analyze the significance of this breath to an adult male, as well as some strange thoughts in the field just now.

Accelerate the breathing process, give the brain sufficient oxygen supply, and finally cause excitement.

This is not good.This reaction seems a bit beastly.

But why did he feel a little lost after releasing the hand on his waist?

The spell ceiling fell into deep confusion.

"Teacher Wutiao, there are still mice to catch, so I'll go first."

After Mio Kiritani said this, she immediately encountered a huge problem in her 20+20 years of life.

She was lying on the inner side of the bed. If she wanted to escape the scene as quickly as possible, she would first turn over Gojo Satoru's 1.9-meter body to find her shoes.She was wearing a skirt, and it would be a shame to step over his body even if there was no physical contact...

Kiritani Mio cried again.

Gojo Satoru saw her embarrassment, and was very considerate - remained motionless.

Mio Kiritani took a deep breath, and finally summoned up her courage... she climbed down from the end of the bed, bypassed his long legs, ran barefoot to the ground outside the bed, lifted her shoes, and opened the door vigorously. escape.

Gojo Satoru, who had failed, turned over, got up from the bed unhurriedly, looked at the open door with some amusement,

Forgot to wear shoes.

How does this feel like dating a little boy and being chased by her husband//Rape it...

No, he refuses to be a jerk.

……

Kiritani Misaki couldn't describe his mood at the moment.

The intertwining of fear and excitement constantly stimulated her central nervous system, and the realization of her long-cherished wish for many years injected supreme pleasure into her body.

Kiritani Mio will die soon.

Just burn it.

With an uncontrollable smile on the corner of Kiritani Misaki's mouth, she looked gloomy at the half-palm-sized straw puppet in her hand, and lit the lighter.

boom--

The loud noise made her hands tremble, and the lighter fell to the bathroom floor with a crisp sound.

She subconsciously wanted to hide the doll behind the makeup mirror, but before she could move, someone grabbed the wrist holding the doll.

Kiritani Misaki looked at Kiritani Mio who suddenly appeared in astonishment, her whole body unconsciously trembling and slumped on the ground.

How is she not dead? !They all fell down! !

"Is it a pity, mouse."

Because she was slumped on the ground, Kiritani Mio was forced to raise her hand.Nakamura Tomokazu, who was worried about Kiritani Mio's condition, was always paying attention to the movement outside after Gojo Satoru locked the door, and arrived almost immediately when he heard the sound.

"Little Mio, are you alright?"

Nakamura Tomokazu breathed a sigh of relief seeing Kiritani Mio who was safe and sound.

He actually asked Kiritani Mio's condition first? !Misaki Kiritani opened her mouth in surprise, this spare tire seemed to be a little out of control.

"Sister, why are you doing this to me?"

Tears welled up in Kiritani Misaki's eyes, preemptively.

Nakamura Tomokazu heard her crying voice, and only then did he see the whole situation clearly.Thinking of Kiritani Mio's irascibility in the restaurant before, she immediately frowned,

"Little Mio, don't do anything stupid, she is your sister."

As he said that, he was about to pull Kiritani Mio's hand, but was knocked down by Gojo Satoru in mid-air.

"As for men, you should learn to wink at this time."

Gojo Satoru, who wandered over to watch the play, couldn't remember who had lost his wink just now.

"She is really a good sister."

Mio Kiritani smiled coldly, pulled out the doll from Misaki Kiritani's hand, poked her slender fingers into the fluffy straw a few times, and pulled out a note and a small blood-stained tissue. She threw these things to Tomokazu Nakamura, and Tomokazu Nakamura subconsciously caught them.

That note has the date on it.The year and month are the same as Misaki, but the exact number of days is slightly earlier.Whose date of birth is this is self-evident, and this blood...

"Sister, don't get me wrong, this is a means of praying for blessings I saw from the Internet, and I hope you will get better!"

Misaki Kiritani cried pear blossoms with rain, she is simply a good sister of 24 filial piety.

"Heh, Kiritani Misaki, what good does it do you to laugh at me to death?"

Kiritani Mio's fingers penetrated into the scarecrow's torso again, took out an inch-long silver needle from it, and threw it on the ground.

In the room that suddenly became quiet, the sound of the silver needle landing was very clear.

"Misaki, you..."

This is really a bit unexplainable.

How can a blessing be pierced into the chest of a puppet? This is clearly a curse.

Tomokazu Nakamura looked at the girl he loved so much in disbelief, she was so innocent, it was impossible for her to do this, she must have been bewitched!

Before he had time to defend his sweetheart, Kiritani Mio's question was directed at this good sister again,

"I'll ask Teacher Wutiao's question again. At the scene of the incident, why didn't you die?"