My breeder is the strongest

When the three of them were talking, Wujojiu was leaning on Wujou's back, his legs were wrapped around his waist, and he was playing with a flower rope.

Hearing the word "monster", his body slid down and raised his head.

Gojo Satoru didn't care, just patted his butt, "Jiu, let's go."

"You are too heavy like this, turn back into a cat."

In response, the boy turned back into a white Persian cat, jumped from his back to his shoulders, and slumped into a long cat strip.

Gojo Satoru turned his head back and continued to ask.

"Where are you eating tonight?"

In order to prevent Gojo Satoru from directly arguing with the second-year seniors, Nitzi and Xia Youjie called the second-years to communicate with the dinner party.

While on the phone, the other party suddenly interrupted, and after connecting again, Mingming continued.

"Ah, we just had a sudden mission."

"You and the transfer students go first, and Diva and I follow behind."

Xia Youjie: "Okay, do you have any recommendations for the place to have dinner?"

Several people had in-depth exchanges, and finally settled in a Monja shop in Roppongi.

Master Gojo expressed his disappointment, "It's actually Monjayaki—I want to eat sushi! Premium sushi! Barbecue is also fine!"

Xia Youjie was not in a hurry, "Actually, I planned to book the izakaya next door..."

Gojo Satoru was decisive: "Let's burn the characters, the characters are super good."

Xia Youjie finished speaking, "However, minors are not allowed to drink alcohol, so they are not allowed in."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Xia Youjie, you have changed.

You have learned badly.

Jia Ruozi turned his head and tried hard to hold back a smile.

"Can't he drink?"

"What are you talking about." Xia Youjie smiled, and said in a drawn-out tone, "It's because he's drinking too much—bad, that's right."

"Huh?" Jia Ruozi became curious instead, "What happens when you get drunk?"

Xia Youjie rubbed his chin, "I've never seen this before... because Wu doesn't even touch a drop of beer."

"Okay, that's the end of this topic—"

Gojo Satoru pushed them aside, passed between them, and lifted Gojo Hisahi, who had turned back into a cat, with a tone like a tour guide leading a group trip, "Target, Roppongi's Daiki Monjayaki!"

Wujojiu agreed with him very much, "Meow~"

"Speaking of it." Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered, "What do those transfer students look like? Are they wearing college uniforms? How do we connect?"

Xia Youjie & Jia Ruzi: "..."

The two froze at the same time, silent for two seconds.

"I don't know..." x2

Wutiaowu: "..."

So, what a fart you discussed!

All it takes is an oversight, and a classmate dinner can turn into a spy movie in seconds.

well.

Exciting, exciting enough.

Xia Youjie had an idea, "Why don't you use Six Eyes to do something?"

"... Do you think Liuyan is the great sage of Dragon Quest?" Gojo Satoru was speechless, "How can a guy who doesn't know the information at all tell the difference??"

Nitro thought, "Then... can Jiu smell the smell of monsters?"

"He's not a police dog!?"

"That's the only way." Xia Youjie thought quickly, "I'm going to call my senior sister now and ask for the transfer student's number..."

He took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed back the call just now. There was a "beep" sound from the mobile phone, followed by a mechanical female voice.

"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable—"

Gojo Wu & Xia Youjie & Jia Ruzi: "..."

silence.

Silence is the DK trio tonight.

Wujojiu yawned, and called out in the silence.

"Meow (stupid) oh (egg)—"

"Haha." Xia Youjie laughed dryly, "Anyway, let's go to the store first."

Roppongi is famous for its rich nightlife. The street where the Monjayaki shop is located is full of bars, karaoke bars, and izakayas. Gojo Satoru frowned, covered his mouth and nose, and made an expression of disgust.

"Wow, it smells so bad."

"Does it smell?" Xia Youjie sniffed it, "It's because you are too sensitive."

He changed the subject, "So you can smell the monster—"

Gojo Satoru: "Didn't I say it's impossible!"

"Forget it, forget it." Young Master Wutiao raised his head, begrudgingly, "I know you can't do without me, I'll go up and see the head office, shall I?"

Jia Ruozi was about to complain, but was interrupted by Xia Youjie's perfunctory perfunctory, "Go, go, please, thank you very much."

After finishing speaking, he gave her a wink.

It means [don't use it in vain].

Jia Ruozi: ... Can this person really not hear the tone of coaxing children?

The strongest DK just didn't hear it, maybe it's because his mental age hasn't left five years old.

He "cut" very arrogantly, and handed the cat to Xia Youjie's hands, "Then you hold it for a long time, I think he is a little sleepy again."

Sleepy?

Xia Youjie looked down at the cat, it did look sleepy, limp and motionless.

However, according to his biological clock, he usually does not look like this until twelve o'clock.

Why is it early today?

Gojo Satoru put the cat down, moved his hands and feet, fixed his eyes on the roof 20 meters away, and made sure that there were no other obstacles within the straight line.

He raised the corner of his mouth, "It's just right, you can experiment—the effect of the palm print omission that you are trying recently."

Home into the glass: "palm print?"

Nitro turned his head to look over, Gojo Satoru's expression was completely different from his usual idleness, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his ice-blue pupils gleamed with a hint of excitement.

I have to admit that even if the personality is shit, this face is indeed very confusing.

He concentrated, calculated the landing point, mobilized the magic power, opened his mouth, "—"

The wind brought by the teleportation brushed her cheeks, Nitzi opened her eyes wide, and Gojo Satoru's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

But, at the same time, another sharp scream came from the street.

"Help!! Kidnapping!! Someone is kidnapping!!"

Young Master Wutiao was distracted, and the direction of the teleportation was a little skewed, and landed on the slope next to the roof beams. He couldn't stand still and rolled around twice before he finally stabilized in embarrassment.

Gojo Satoru, who pretended to fail: "..."

? ? ?Who's stupid/forceful to kidnap someone at this time!

I think this person doesn't want to mess around anymore!

Young master Wutiao took a deep breath, stood up on the roof, and became angry.

He raised the corners of his mouth angrily.

"Jie, Nitro, wait for me to - and I'll be right back."

The dark night, the flashing neon lights, the noisy crowd.

The wind blew past her ears, and she trembled uncontrollably. Shinbara Shinyu was wearing thin and revealing clothes, and the man in front of her was dressed in black, with a hideous face.

He was very strong, but his face was full of ashen death, and the hand holding the knife was still shaking.

"Medicine! Tell me, where is the medicine—"

"I, I..." Mayu Kanda screamed nervously, "I really don't know what you're talking about!!"

These words seemed to have angered the man in front of him, he let out a low growl, and raised his hands high.

She closed her eyes subconsciously—the pain she imagined did not come as expected.

Kanbara Shinyu carefully opened his eyes - a slit.

Into the eyes is a white-haired young man wearing round sunglasses, tall and long-legged, with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand grabbing the man's wrists.

That hand had distinct joints, and the exposed arm showed a simple muscle arc. It didn't look exaggerated, but it could firmly clamp the man so that he could not move.

Looking further up, it is also a face that is delicate enough to be described as "good-looking" - of course, if one ignores the murderous aura emanating from his whole body.

The young man pinched his hands with one hand, and threw the man against the wall behind him. With his hands in his pockets, a long leg "thumped" and grazed his cheek, and the shoes stepped on him two centimeters away from his face. .

He raised the corners of his mouth, leaned closer, and the sunglasses slid down the bridge of his nose.

"Hey, do you want to die?"

His tone was brisk, but the people next to him seemed to see a snow leopard with blood-stained canine teeth. His teeth were chattering and his legs were weak, surrounded by the fear of death from the bottom of his heart.

Shinbara Mayu: ...Help, this savior looks more like a kidnapper than a kidnapper! ?

The kidnappers apparently thought so too.

The kidnapper in black yelled, dropped his things and ran away with a whoosh, leaving only an inexplicable Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru:?

What's the matter, what haven't I started yet?

He picked up the kidnapper's "murder weapon" from the ground, which was a small dagger.

Expensive and smells like a curse.

Shenyuan Zhenyu followed his movements - trembling, trembling and about to cry, "Please, please, please forgive me..."

Gojo Satoru:? ?

How could this victim have the same problem with the kidnapper?

Master Wutiao approached the victim in dissatisfaction, wanting to clear his "reputation", "Hey, I say you..."

Halfway through speaking, his pupils shrank, and his six eyes told him that something came from behind.

Gojo Satoru turned his face sideways, and the thing brushed three centimeters from the tip of his nose, and settled in the wall with a bang.

Careful—look, it is a Japanese sword with a wooden handle.

Gojo Satoru raised his head, and before the full moon, on the top of the wall beside him, there was a person sitting with his knees bent.

No, or—that's not a person.

is a monster.

It turns out that the six eyes can really see the difference, knowledge +1.

The young man with long white hair was wearing a loose kimono, and his blue cloak was blown up by the wind, and the black word "Ai" could be vaguely seen on it.

The slightly slanted peach blossom eyes, the pupils are bright dark red, when the backlight is turned on, they look like orbs congealed from blood.

"Hey, let me tell you." He began arrogantly with the same words, "Isn't it good to bully the weak?"

This person seems to be quite strong.

Young Master Wutiao turned around casually, Wu Lower Limit had already covered his whole body.

He threw up the dagger in his hand, caught it again, and provoked him back.

"Then, are you weak?"