Has wtw entered the necropolis?

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

When Fu Heisher came from a distance, he saw that the atmosphere between his daughter and adopted son was particularly uncomfortable, and there was an unsightly Gojo Satoru beside him.

He immediately understood what was going on.

"What are you doing?" Fu Heisher stepped forward with a blank expression, glanced at the plate between them, his eyes wandered from the two of them, and finally fell on Osamu Dazai, "You say."

When Osamu Dazai saw Fuhesher's arrival, he smiled again, and explained: "It's nothing, I just asked Mr. Gojo to help me barbecue, but Mr. Gojo seemed a little unhappy."

other people:"…………"

People from Armed Detective Agency: "..."

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but before he could speak, he was grabbed by Nami Fukura and pressed down on the chair. Immediately afterwards, he heard her cold voice ringing in his ears.

"Dazai, I'll bake it for you."

Osamu Dazai immediately turned his head to look at Fuhesher, ready to wait for him to speak.

As long as Fu Heisher opens his mouth, Gojo Satoru will definitely not be able to refuse.

Fu Heisher frowned as expected, and his eyes fell on his daughter's face, and he saw that she was not joking, she was indeed defending Gojo Satoru who was made things difficult by Osamu Dazai.

Realizing this, the old father's mood was extremely complicated, with a hint of displeasure mixed in, but he didn't show it on the spot.

Pulling out the chair and sitting down, Fu Heisher turned his head and squinted at Osamu Dazai: "Dazai, do you want me to roast it for you?"

His tone was cold and stern, hiding a trace of gloom, anyone could tell that he was in an extremely bad mood.

Everyone: "..."

"Okay." Osamu Dazai, who was eager to make progress, simply handed over the plate to Fu Heisher, sat down beside him, and said with a smile: "Then I will trouble Uncle Fu Hei."

Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Atsushi Nakajima hurried forward to take the plate, and said with a big smile, "Let me come! Uncle Fuhei, do you want something to eat?" He turned his head to look at Fuheisher .

This silent battle stopped for the time being.

Nami Fukuguro glanced at Osamu Dazai, then turned to look at Gojo Satoru, who had been snickering beside him, and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to continue roasting?"

"Okay~" Gojo Satoru was in a very good mood, and it could even be said to be excellent, because Fuguro Nami actually defended him under the siege of Dazai Osamu and Fuheshier!

It's just so much fun!

At least this proves that his efforts are still somewhat effective.

Gojo Wu Dian Pi Dian Pi ran to the barbecue, feeling so good that he also grilled Dazai Osamu and Fu Heisher's share.

Dazai Osamu Fuhesher: "..."

"Nami——" Osamu Dazai pushed the drink in front of her, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what you're doing?"

Nami Fukuro just took a bite of the barbecue, and turned to Gojo Satoru and said, "Satoru, add more chili powder—" Then, she turned her head to look at Dazai Osamu, her brows were indifferent, and her expression didn't seem to fluctuate much.

"Ok, I know."

After a pause, she added: "I guess no one knows better than me."

Hearing this, Fu Heisher frowned: "I will not give in."

The atmosphere here was extremely strange, except for the three of them and Wujo Satoru who was in the storm, Xia Youjie ran away with the others.

"What are you talking about?"

"Probably Mr. Fukuro is defending Gojo-sensei, and then Mr. Dazai and Principal Fukuro are not happy?"

"No, we continue to wait and see what happens—"

"Could the ultimate beneficiary be Gojo Satoru?"

"Come on, let's make a bet. I'll bet on Wujo Wu." Chanyuan Maki suggested.

"Me too." Fat Da said.

Fu Heihui: "1"

Kunzhang Yuren scratched his head: "Then... I bet Wujo teacher!"

……

At ten o'clock in the evening, the barbecue dinner ended perfectly.

Several people began to work together to clean up the scene, but there was only one guy wandering around them doing nothing.

When they saw this, the corners of their mouths twitched continuously.

"Ah—do you need my help?" Seeing Nagasaki Rose looking at her, Fukunaya immediately stepped forward to clean up the table with her.

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei nodded quickly: "Okay, then I will trouble the teacher!"

Seeing that the table was full of rubbish, Nami Fuguro threw it over with a curse: "All the rubbish flies into the trash can!"

Immediately afterwards, tableware and dishes were also seen flying into the trash can.

Nami Fukuno: "..."

"Sorry, the cutlery and plates are full of filth, and I can't tell the difference between my spells for the time being—" She tried to explain to the dumbfounded Rose Nagasaki.

But since it's my fault, I have to clean it up myself.

Fu Hei Nami took the gloves from Fu Heihui, and went directly to find the tableware and plates in the trash can, and said, "Can it still be used after washing—?"

"perhaps……"

Nagasaki Wild Rose finally understood why the others didn't let the teacher do anything.

"Nami, look here—" Gojo Satoru's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Fuguro Nami looked up subconsciously, only to find that this guy was taking pictures of her, his brows raised slightly: "Gojo Satoru?"

Keenly aware of the threatening meaning in these words, Gojo Satoru quickly explained: "Don't worry, I will never post it on any social media!"

"........."

It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, and finally everything was packed.

The students returned to their dormitories to rest one after another, and the Conjuration College soon became quiet.

After taking a bath but suddenly unable to fall asleep, Fukunaiya took a bottle of fruit wine from the refrigerator, opened the window and climbed up to sit on the eaves.

The night is very good today, the night sky is dotted with a few dazzling stars, and the evening breeze blows slowly, bringing a little bit of coolness.

She took a sip of juice and lay directly on the eaves.

It didn't take long for her to feel someone walking up, and then, a warm coat was added to her body.

Nami Fukuno opened his eyes slightly and looked over, and saw the profile of that guy Gojo, he seemed to have just taken a shower, with a white towel around his neck, his messy hair was still dripping, he seemed to be in a good mood, upturned The corners of his mouth have not changed since just now.

"Are you in a good mood?"

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at her. After taking off the blindfold, those beautiful blue eyes looked at her, which clearly reflected her appearance. He responded with a smile: "Very good~"

"........."

Fuguro Nami has always known that this guy's eyes are very beautiful, so beautiful that even girls would envy her, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and asked nonchalantly, "Why don't you wear an eye patch?"

"With the blindfold on, I can't see you clearly—" Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes, explained with one hand resting on his chin, "and——Nami said that you don't need to wear it when you are around."

Yeah?Did she ever say such a thing?

Fukunami began to think deeply, when did she say this sentence, if she said it herself, she should not forget it.

As if seeing her expression, Gojo Satoru imitated her and lay on his back on the eaves, and said with a smile: "——It was during the high school period."

Fuhe Nami was stunned for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "..."

I really can't blame her for having a bad memory. After all, it happened ten years ago. She didn't remember these little things, but she remembered Wujo Satoru's prank on her.

She took a sip of the fruit wine and stopped talking.

With a coat on her body, coupled with the comfortable evening breeze blowing slowly, she felt sleepy after a while, and she really fell asleep after closing her eyes slightly.

"Nami—"

Five minutes later, Gojo Satoru sensed that something was wrong. The person next to him was so quiet?

Turning his head and looking over, Gojo Satoru was amused for a while, this guy actually just fell asleep like this, if he hadn't noticed that Fukunami had climbed to the eaves, probably no one would have noticed that she slept on it all night.

but--

So fine.

Gojo Satoru stared sideways at that face, his heart suddenly started beating heavily, his eyes became dazed, and time seemed to go back to many years ago.

He remembered that once he received a mission from abroad, it just so happened that Nami Fukuro was also in that country where the curse spirits were running everywhere, and there were all kinds of curse spirits that could not be dealt with every day, and the number of special-grade magic spirits was far more than Japan.

Fuguminami was so busy that he didn't even have time to yell at him.

Lack of sleep and working twelve hours a day without a break would make even an iron man like Gojo Satoru feel extremely tired, plus he couldn't fall asleep easily while abroad.

It's just that he hid his tiredness very well. Except for Xia Youjie, almost no one could notice that he had been using No Limit for almost a whole day.

That country does not allow any relaxation for these magicians.

【Go to sleep, I'm here—】

【how about you? 】

[Don't forget that I am a spellcaster——]

After that, as long as there is Fushinaami, he can let go of all his defenses and sleep in an extremely comfortable sleep.

After returning to China, he started to live a life of only sleeping for two or three hours a day, after all, no one would watch him sleep here.

He closed his eyes slightly, and those memories resurfaced.

【Have you thought about what to do in the future? 】

[It is my dream to train a group of powerful students to cleanse this magic world. 】

[Why don't you do it yourself? 】

【………】

[Sure enough, it's the pressure from the family... Forget it, I'll clean it up for you when I have a chance in the future. 】

After a long time, Gojo Satoru opened his eyes and looked sideways at Fukunemi again, and suddenly leaned over and kissed her gently and quietly on the face.

One touch and away, the speed is as fast as a superficial touch.

Gojo Satoru lay down on his back again, and after his violently beating heart gradually calmed down, he said with a slight smile, "You've done it—"

The things that were said to them.

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes slightly, and his breathing gradually stabilized after a while.

……

A long time ago

When Gojo Satoru realized that something was wrong with him, he immediately went to find his best friend.

Xia Youjie: "——So, why did Wu fall in love with that guy?"

He stroked his chin in thought: "I thought you just like to play tricks on her here."

At that time, Gojo Satoru had just returned from abroad, and he was silent for a long time when he heard this, "I don't know...it must be that feeling."

"I want to talk to her... I will never forget the way she looked at me when I came back."

"..." Jia Ruozi's mouth twitched beside him, "That's really bad, the strongest is caught in a relationship that probably won't end well."

"Hey, hey, Nitro, are you looking down on me?!"

"No, I'm just stating the facts."

Xia Youjie nodded in agreement.

"Aren't you too much?!"

"Let's break up!"

Xia Youjie's family members all agreed, "Okay."