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Gojo Satoru was supposed to be white.His soft hair is as silver as winter snow, and his blue eyes are like a pool of frozen water when a bamboo tube hits a stone. The long white eyelashes are mixed together to complement each other.

This kind of white is often very tempting, and it will be confusing if you are not careful.

But Erika just wanted to escape now.

How does it feel when the world changes after one sleep?That's about it.

She seems to have opened up some incredible sidelines.

Erika couldn't help frowning when she thought of this, she forced Chaos's mind to turn, and tried to make a sound again.

As a result, my throat was so dry that it hurt when I spoke.

Erika shut her mouth obediently, she remembered Gojo Satoru pretending to be angry to lie to her on her birthday, and suddenly thought that Gojo Satoru might also be acting now.

Thinking of this, she was a little dazed.

Gojo Satoru chuckled in her ear.

He rubbed his nose against the skin of her neck and shoulders like a big dog, blue flames bloomed in his eyes, and his soft hair brushed her cheeks, causing a burst of numbness.

The hand behind her head moved at some point.

Gojo Satoru seemed a little dissatisfied with her trance, pinched the back of her neck, slid down the spine through the uniform, and finally pressed her waist.

It didn't require much effort at all, he only needed to move his fingers to make the girl in front of him get closer to him.

Gojo Satoru thought so, and took action like this.

If it's acting, it's a little too much.

Erika forgot about the pain of the vocal cords, and for the first time directly called his name angrily.

"Five Enlightenments!"

【"It's over, Xia You. Wujo Wujou has gone crazy again, you go to Teacher Ye Moth, I will hold him back."】

This familiar title made Gojo Satoru stunned for a moment, he narrowed his eyes, and smiled more happily.

"Erika doesn't call me teacher?"

"..."

"I think it would be more fun to call the teacher at this time."

It's over, she was a little shy because of the beauty of the other party, but Gojo Satoru's brain seemed to be broken because of too much waste.

I don't know how long she slept - anyway, if she had the strength now, she would definitely hit his forehead hard.

"water."

Erika patiently uttered a syllable.

Gojo Satoru blinked innocently, and his eyes fell on her face.

Erika didn't know what he was looking at, so after a half-minute confrontation, Gojo Satoru finally decided to let her go.

He slowly got up and stood up.

Just when Erika thought he was going to leave the room, Gojo Satoru bent down and picked her up.

"I won't give Erika the chance to sneak away."

The man lifted his tail triumphantly, and unconsciously tightened his fingers on her shoulders, but there was a smile on his lips.

... She doesn't have the strength to escape now.

Erika, who was sitting on the sofa, sipped water in small sips, glanced at Gojo Satoru who was looking at her with his chin up from the corner of his eye from time to time, thinking about the reason why he went crazy in front of her.

There may be black characters in Otome games-Erika is not unaware of this.

But that has to be after the love is full, right?

Although the "curse" who claims to be a system may have reported a false favorability value at the beginning, but Gojo Satoru?Full favorability?A guy like him whose reason is prior to emotion can still get full favorability?

Impossible, there must be a mistake somewhere, how could Gojo Satoru like her.

Erika held the water glass and thought seriously.

The subtle changes in her expression fell into Wujo Wu's eyes, the smile on his lips widened, and even the brows that were light were brightened.

cute.

Whether it's the look of thinking hard, or the look of secretly looking at him from the corner of the eye as if he thought he couldn't see.

She's cute in every sense, so it's only natural that she doesn't want others to see her.

Gojo Satoru thought happily.

His gaze fell from the opponent's face little by little, and finally stopped on the girl's slender ankle hanging above the floor.

He heard that when Erika ended the battle, her ankle was broken.

Gojo Satoru originally wanted Jiarui Nitzi not to heal the wound there, but before that, Yosano Akiko's supernatural power had already healed her.

During Erika's drowsiness, Gojo Satoru rubbed his warm fingertips over and over again.

Just break it off.

Erika, who was so alive and kicking, could no longer run around.

If you don't run around, there will be no accidents.

He won't go crazy.

Ah, speaking of which, there are also some nasty guys among those rotten oranges at the top.

Anklets inlaid with gemstones are firmly tied to your side.

It must be very suitable to wear on Erika.

Gojo Satoru didn't feel weird about his sudden dark thoughts, he imagined it for a while, and even thought Erika crying and begging him was cuter.

Guilty excitement.

It was as if he suddenly understood the fun of that nasty curse in Hisahito's body.

But if you do that, Erika will probably never talk to him again after she wakes up.

Gojo Satoru weighed the pros and cons, regretfully withdrew his hand, and restrained himself again.

"teacher."

"I'm listening."

"Do you know what the curse on me is?"

What, the first question turned out to be this.

Gojo Satoru curled his lower lip in dissatisfaction.

"more or less."

He knew that the two-faced Su Nuo had cursed Erika.

In other worlds, maybe there is such an existence.

For example, in Yuta's world, Erika seems to have said to Yuta something like "It would be great if I could become the guardian of Yuta, like Lixiang".According to Yuta's personality, maybe he also unconsciously cursed Erika just like cursing Lika.

But that wasn't pure love's curse.

Since it can be integrated with Erika, then there should be something rooted in Erika in the curse itself.

Regret, remorse...

It is said that people will see revolving lanterns when they die.

These negative emotions tend to reinforce the presence of the curse.

The curse made of love and hate is so powerful that it is astonishingly powerful.

"But before I answer Erika's question, Erika should answer my question first."

Gojo Satoru rubbed his cheekbones with his fingertips, he raised his eyes suddenly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

...Oops, I failed to change the subject.

Erika bit the flesh inside her mouth lightly, and answered Gojo Satoru's question according to her first instinct.

"But I don't quite understand what you said, teacher."

——What do you want me to do, Erika?

She hadn't said anything before that, had she?

"Erika will always be by my side."

It was obviously a question sentence, but when Gojo Satoru said it, he didn't have a questioning tone.He smiled leisurely, and the curvature of the corners of his lips did not decrease, but he felt a little more oppressive.

Erika thought for a while, this game will be over until December at most, before that, if there are no accidents, she is just a first-year student in the High School of Conjuration.

There seems to be nothing wrong with Gojo Satoru's words.

"Yes."

She met Gojo Satoru's gaze and responded.

"lie."

"No lie."

"However, I've looked everywhere. In Italy, the United States, on park benches, and in the back gardens of schools, Erihua is nowhere to be found."

Erika was taken aback.

Gojo Satoru is talking about himself after the death of [Atobe Erika] in each world.

"For Erika, what kind of existence am I?"

Best friend?teacher?Passers-by?

As soon as Gojo Satoru saw the sudden realization on the other side's face, he knew that the other side was going to start lying again.

Erika is smarter than he imagined.

It was always easy for her to say that he wanted to know the answer after a small prompt.

If he said that he liked Erika, Erika would definitely answer that she liked him.

Gojo Satoru doesn't want to hear it now.

"It doesn't make sense. What Erika said and did makes no sense to me."

His six eyes can see through any spell, but obviously, the sudden thoughts that pop up in Erika's peculiarly structured mind always catch him by surprise.

No matter what she quibbles this time, he won't believe it again.

He just needs to trust his decision.

At least this safe house built by him is absolutely safe.

Before the other party couldn't help scolding him, Gojo Satoru poked Erika's forehead with his index finger happily.

She swayed like a sunny doll strapped to a porch.

Gojo Satoru straightened up very satisfied, he rubbed her head, and changed the subject naturally.

"Then, Erika."

"What do you want for dinner?"

Incredible.

Gojo Satoru is serious.

During Gojo Satoru's occasional absence from school and work, Erika tried to escape.

As a result, the surroundings of the apartment were covered with barriers, and Erika was immediately bounced back as soon as she took a step out of the door.

The strongest is indeed the strongest. If he wants to trap a person seriously with spells, no one in the spell world can escape.

Unable to escape, Erika racked her brains to get Gojo Satoru to let her go.

She explained that she did that because she knew Miss Xie Ye would come, and she also promised that she would be the first one to protect when carrying out missions in the future.

However, Gojo Satoru couldn't listen to a word.

He was like a cat lazily basking in the sun on the balcony, listening to her quietly, and then lightly said irrelevant words.

"Yuta asked me where I hid Erika today, so I didn't tell him."

"Ah, by the way, Maki and Tachibana teamed up to follow me today, it's too much."

"Yuhito and the others seem to have gone to the newly opened dessert shop in Shibuya today, and brought a copy for Erika by the way. I put it in the refrigerator. Remember to eat it if Erika is hungry."

Erika stared at Gojo Satoru's smiling face calmly for a long time, and then punched him.

Due to her height, she could only hit his chest.

Erika originally thought that there was Wujo Satoru's technique, and she couldn't touch him at all.

In the end, it really hit, and Erika was shocked by it.

Because she didn't expect to hit it beforehand, Erika used a lot of force.The fist made a dull sound on the cock, and even her knuckles were a little red.

But Gojo Satoru didn't change his expression at all.

He lowered his eyelashes very calmly, took out the ointment from the drawer, and stubbornly wanted to apply it to her.

Wujo Wu bought her clothes, Wujo Wu arranged the furniture, and even Wujo Wu arranged three meals a day.

The first time she saw Gojo Satoru cooking by himself, she was so surprised that she choked on water.

It was just an ordinary cough, but Erika saw extremely terrifying emotions in Gojo Satoru's eyes at that time.

The distance from the kitchen to the living room was only three meters, but Gojo Satoru used Blink.

...as if she could choke to death if she drank any water.

Erika thinks that if this life continues, she will be raised and disabled by Gojo Satoru.

She never lived such a delicate life when she was the eldest lady of the chaebol.

If you should fall into the pond, you will fall into the pond, if you should fall, you will fall, and it is not surprising that your head will be hit by a tennis ball that suddenly flew out.

"At least let me call the part-time job."

Erika discussed this with Gojo Satoru.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't reject her immediately, but just pinched her chin and thought about it for a while.

"Erihana's part-time job is the detective agency in Yokohama, right?"

Any questions?

Gojo Satoru took the game console away from her hand with a smile.

"No way, the annoying flies that are so hard to get rid of will stick to it immediately once they taste the sweetness."

Erika was silent.

... At least leave the game console to her!

Watching TV every day will be boring to death!

Erika slumped on the sofa bored, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

Before time travel, she had read some novels, in which there would be some delicate and captive canaries from time to time.

She finally knew how they died.

Boring to death.

Although after understanding why Gojo Satoru went crazy, Erika did feel a little guilty in her heart.

But this can't be the reason for him to lock her up!

What's more, she didn't want to play BE!She even peeked at the strategy to fight!

It is impossible to win a fight with Wujo Wu, but Wujo Wu is unreasonable.

Then it can only be more unreasonable than Gojo Satoru.

Erika made a hideous Gojo Satoru doll out of quilt fabric and cotton, and threw it back and forth in front of him, threw it back and forth, and stomped it back and forth.

"As I said before, I occasionally dream about my teacher."

"This is what I did to you, teacher, in my dream."

Normally, Gojo Satoru would have complained dissatisfiedly.

But Gojo Satoru, who saw all this in his eyes, still treated her like a child who didn't know much about the world. He patted her on the head tolerantly, trying to make her shorter, and then his eyes fell on the beggar Erika's torn quilt.

"Great."

He said so.

"If Erika doesn't have a quilt, you can sleep with me at night."

"..."

Erika was so angry that she tore off the doll's head.

"I'm boring, teacher." She raised her hand in protest, "If this continues, I will die of depression."

Now the silence became Gojo Satoru.

He stared at her unblinkingly with those ice blue eyes, and pursed his thin lips, as if he was waiting for her to find out what was wrong.

Erika: "...It's just an exaggerated metaphor, it won't really die of depression."

A smile appeared on Gojo Satoru's face again.

"Well done, Erika."

……

Come on!This guy's character is broken!Isn't his setting in the camp of good guys!It feels like if he is a little crazy, he will be close to a real person!

Erika couldn't help complaining in her heart.

After complaining and complaining, she herself found out that something was wrong.

If it was her, watching important people die sixteen times, but not being able to stop it once, after that, she had to hold on to her spirit and live in anxiety——

It's her, she seems to be crazy too.

Erika put herself in Gojo Satoru's shoes and thought for a while, and then decided to treat him a little better. In this way, maybe when he was happy, his distorted thinking would return to normal.

However, it is clear that this theory does not apply to Gojo Satoru.

He will only push his feet.

It's to the point where you have to squeeze over to watch TV with her.

At the end of the matter, Erika was already immune to his beauty.

As the saying goes, do your best to wait for the destiny.

Erika, who had tried various methods, was already numb. Anyway, it was only a few days later, and Limei would be able to find this place soon.

Think of it as a short break before the dreaded battle ahead.

Thinking of this, Erika started the life of a disabled person.

She got up at seven in the morning, brushed her teeth and washed her face to learn the theory of spells, then lay on the sofa and watched TV, and played games at four in the afternoon until Gojo Satoru came back and confiscated her game console.

When Gojo Satoru was in a good mood, he would occasionally point out her spells.

Don't tell me, once you get used to this kind of life as a salted fish, your life is really pretty good.

I just lost three catties.

Erika used the excuse of maintaining her figure to go out for running and exercise, but Gojo Satoru hung on to her again without paying attention.

"It doesn't matter, I don't mind even if Erika is fat and becomes a ball."

Consciously or unintentionally, his chin brushed against the top of her hair, making a mess of her freshly combed hair.

"It's better to have longer hair too."

... You don't mind if she minds! !

She is the one who wants to go back!Keigo Atobe will definitely hit her on the head with a tennis racket when he sees her plump!

Of course, Erika did not say this sentence.

After all, she felt that once she said this, she might really have no chance to run out of this apartment.

Erika, who was idle and bored, began to paint. She often moved a stool to the balcony, and then painted all afternoon. Because the sun was warm, she sometimes fell asleep accidentally.

Gojo Satoru would not wake her up on purpose, most of the time, he would just prop his chin and look at her abnormally until she woke up.

"Occasionally draw me, Erika."

Gojo Satoru didn't like her painting, but he didn't throw it away willfully.

He just poked her cheek and dragged out his voice complainingly.

"I'm much prettier than Nagizaki."

Saying so, he tilted his head to himself.

"It's decided, let's change the target of teasing tomorrow from Megumi to Nagasaki."

Erika sat up in shock in her dying illness and shouted "Don't do anything to my idol".

Her movement was so big that it overturned the easel, and the colorful paint splashed all over her and slowly flowed down her blond hair.

Gojo Satoru held his belly and laughed mercilessly.

Erika observed carefully, and Gojo Satoru seemed to be in a better mood day by day, and she no longer saw the frightening sense of oppression in his eyes.

That is to say-

It's not too long before Gojo Satoru realizes that his behavior is disordered.

Erika thought cheerily, when Gojo Satoru went to the high school, happily eating melon seeds on the balcony.

Knocking and knocking, she felt a violent vibration.

It was like an earthquake.

She poked her head out from the balcony.

The enchantment is still there, but the ground below the enchantment has been blasted away.

Someone jumped in from there.

A white shirt and a gray vest, with a black windbreaker over his broad shoulders.

The necklace on Nakahara Chuya's neck, which looked expensive at first glance, shone in the sun.

He patted the dust on his clothes with some distaste, and raised his eyes to meet Erika's downward gaze.

【"No, no, no, come here! Let me tell you, my fiancé is Chuya of the Central Plains."】

【"His head is worth a fortune. I'll tell you where he is. Go and catch him."】

The image of death flashed back quickly, and in Nakahara Chuya's memory, the face of the girl who said in front of him that she would sell his head to the enemy gradually appeared.

It was a sapphire carved by the best craftsmen in the world.

Now, it's time for him to take it back.