My breeder is the strongest

Planning a trip can be a hassle, especially when your traveling companion is an incapacitated Persian cat who can only act cute.

Gojo Satoru spread out the suitcase, stuffed two Wujojiu thick coats into it, thought for a while and stuffed a few toys he often played with, paused, and dug out two positioning collars, fox and cat-shaped Masks, woolen scarves and half-fingered gloves...

Looking back, there was a whole standard airplane suitcase, only one shirt was his own.

Wutiaowu: "..."

... Well, forget it.

Young Master Wutiao yawned, and simply pulled out the shirt.

Just buy a new one when he needs it.

Gojo Satoru looked at the time, went to the kitchen to warm up two cups of sweet milk, and came out to call out, "Jiu—"

Before the words fell, the eyes moved forward. On the open suitcase, the white Persian cat was rolled up, with its chin up and its head buried in its tail. The fluffy hair and tail just filled half of the suitcase, which looked like a full bed white blanket.

Wutiaowu: "..."

"Long time." Young Master Wu Tiao squatted down, and lifted the Persian cat that covered the entire suitcase by the back of his neck, "Don't sleep in the suitcase."

Ten minutes later, Gojo Satoru came out of the room with his driver's license, and there was a naked/white-haired boy in his T-shirt curled up in the suitcase.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Master Wutiao hooked his hand and flew the man from the suitcase into his arms. Wutiao used his legs around his waist for a long time, his arms hung around his neck, and he was still dishonestly trying to climb on the "humanoid cat climbing frame".

"I said." Gojo Satoru supported his buttocks, narrowed his eyes, "Do you not want to go out anymore?"

Gojojiu blinked, pretending he couldn't hear anything.

"Meow?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Gojo Satoru felt that it wasn't him who needed restraint at all, but this little bastard who liked to seduce people when he had nothing to do.

The best way to deal with a disobedient kitten is to make the other party lose energy and make trouble again.

Wujo was held in Wujo's arms limply for a long time, and he licked his abdominal muscles limply, pursing his mouth.

"Wu, my tail hurts."

The half-human long tail swept away, and was held in the arms of the cat cub aggrievedly.

Why do you keep masturbating there, the hair is ripped off.

Gojo Satoru put down his phone, pressed his forehead against his, and skillfully stretched out his hand to massage.

The force of the fingertips brushed over the soft flesh hidden under the fluffy hair, relieving the soreness caused by the long-term tension, but the force went further and further back...and finally pressed the sensitive base of the tail.

A subdued gasp blew out in his ears.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Hiss... woo, Wu..."

Gojojiu randomly pushed his hand on the tail, the sobbing quickly changed, the tail tune turned back and forth, and finally only a thin moan remained.

"No... Enlightenment."

"Oh, I really can't get out."

After letting the little cat calm down again, Gojo Satoru lay back and continued to pick up the cell phone next to the pillow.

On the Line interface, the note is Knotweed Yuren.

-Teacher, do you really want to come and play? >w

- Um~ Yuren wants to welcome us?

-Of course! !Welcome! ! !

After the exchange meeting, Yuzu Yuhito submitted a formal application for admission. With the help of those curse masters in labor reform, the progress of finger collection was much faster than planned.

But because he himself has the will to become a conjurer, he has not chosen to get rid of it for the time being, but waits for the engraving of the Su Nuo technique. The number of feeding fingers is determined by the growth rate of strength. High-level sub-stations are being built in various parts of Japan In training.

The place where I am now is Sendai, the hometown of Polygonum cuspidatum.

One hour and forty minutes by Shinkansen from Tokyo, Gojo Satoru got off the platform with his luggage, but there were two people standing there holding a sign.

Knotabagi Yuhito quickly waved the gaudy sign in his hand, "Teacher—here, here!"

Mr. Gojo snorted, leaned over to the black-haired boy next to him, "Youren, this is?"

"By the way, I just wanted to tell the teacher about it on Line." Hirohito Hiroshi patted his head, "He's Yoshino Junpei! He transferred from Tokyo, and my new friend I met recently can also see the curse spirit oh!"

Knotabazu Yuhito asked expectantly, "Teacher, can he be admitted?"

"It's fine, but I'm on vacation now~" Gojo Satoru stood up straight, and unceremoniously dumped the blame, "You can ask Jie about this kind of thing."

Yoshino Junpei, a teenager with shoulder-length black hair and bangs covering one eye, held his breath and blushed. He didn't start breathing again until those ice-blue eyes stopped staring directly at him. .

The two chatted while walking, and he tugged on the clothes of Knotaba Yuhito in the gap.

Yoshino Junpei whispered, "Is he... a model?"

Gojo Satoru didn't wear the uniform of a high school, but wore a white down jacket from NEIGHBORHOOD, and Martin boots of the same color on his feet. Coupled with his stunning ice-blue eyes and a height of 1.9 meters, he went to that The station is the center of the crowd, and it really doesn't look like an ordinary person.

Anyway, since just now, the flashing lights secretly turned on in the station have been continuous.

"No." The nervous Knotabagi Yujin didn't feel anything wrong at all, "He is the Wutiao teacher I told you before!"

"Ah, hello, it's our first time meeting, sorry for the misunderstanding." Yoshino Junpei bowed in a panic, his gaze fell on his neck.

Isn't this person... not hot?

The winter in Sendai is warmer than that in Tokyo, and it is still noon, with the sun overhead, and there are few people who are so tightly wrapped in scarves.

And this scarf, fluffy, looks very hot.

The next second, the white "scarf" shook, twirled around, stretched, opened his eyes, turned around and licked his fur, and licked Master Wutiao's face by the way.

Gojo Satoru hugged him down: "...Gojojiu!"

Yoshino Junpei:? ? ?

Pupil earthquake.

Is that actually a cat?

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