My breeder is the strongest

Shibuya, used bookstore.

The boss sat behind the counter and looked down at a book, casting a shadow in front of him, blocking the sunlight coming in from the door.

He stared at the pages of the book, moved his hand to the side, and tried to move out of the shadow, "It's [-] yuan for an hour of reading, you need to apply for a card before renting a book, and pay in one lump sum for buying a book, no credit is accepted."

"Literature is on the left, social science is on the right, and comics are at the end—"

As he spoke, the boss raised his head, and what he saw was a tall figure in black clothes and...a bear's head.

boss:"……"

? ? ?Wait, bear head? ?

He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look—oh, it seemed to be the headgear of the bear doll who opened the business next door and handed out leaflets.

Boss: "You..."

"Oh, this." The figure pointed to his head and lowered his voice, "This way you won't be able to see your face...isn't it very low-key."

boss:"……"

No, not at all, it's just more noticeable, okay?

The boss hesitated to speak, the boss was speechless.

Wujo Xiong Wu patted a banknote on the table, "Reading, three hours!"

Since humans of the same age are unreliable, they can only seek help from non-human beings.

Like shoujo manga or something.

After half an hour.

Young Master Wutiao silently took off his hood with his sweat-drenched hair.

cough cough.

...just, a little hot.

"The body temperature is normal, the blood test results are normal, and the brain CT is normal."

Jia Ruozi flipped through the report, and fell down on the table next to the hospital bed, feeling powerless.

"In the end—what went wrong?"

Why?Why is it that thousands of years have passed.

And the magic world didn't even invent its own medical diagnosis system?

Science alone cannot explain unnatural phenomena.

She rested her forehead on the table and sighed silently.

Once the reversal technique was useless, she didn't know what to do.

Why don't you go get a doctor's license later?

Nitro thought casually.

Five sitting on the edge of the bed for a long time, with one hand pressing the bloody arm with a cotton ball, and holding a blueberry-flavored lollipop in his mouth.

The nitrous was stuffed into him before the blood was drawn.

The kitty puffed up his cheeks, a white stick was exposed, looked down at his arm, paused for a moment in embarrassment, and finally chose to let go of his hand briefly, and reached out to stroke Nitro's hair.

"It's okay, don't worry."

The boy's palm was soft, and he brushed the hair lightly, as softly as a human being.

Jia Ruozi turned his face away and stared at Wutiao for two seconds without saying a word.

Wujojiu:?

"It's nothing." Jia Ruozi straightened up, putting his hands into the pockets of his coat, "I was just wondering why the same face can be so different."

The difference between people is greater than the difference between people and pigs.

It was so real.

She muttered, "Where does Jiu like Wutiao..."

If he doesn't reflect on himself?Or is he a narcissist?

Wujo Jiu tilted his head and thought about it seriously.

"I understand him... he is actually a very gentle person."

Home into the nitro:? ? ?

She said indifferently, "With all due respect, I didn't see it at all."

There must be a limit to the filter, right?

She couldn't help complaining in her heart.

Nitro wanted to continue to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Maozizi's arm.

Where the blood was drawn, drops of blood gushed out.

Home into the nitro:! ! !

"Press and hold!"

When Xia Youjie opened the door and came in, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and an alcohol cotton ball was pressed on the five pinholes that had been drawing blood for a long time.

The kitten couldn't help but "hissed", the lollipop in his mouth was crushed—and the hair on his tail stood up.

When he saw Xia Youjie, tears welled up in his eyes.

He said aggrievedly, "Jie..."

Xia Youjie thumped, stepped forward three times in two, knelt down and rubbed his head.

"good."

Wujojiu sniffed, held down the alcohol ball by himself, and held back his tears.

"Wu Wu?"

Xia Youjie: "..."

how to say.

Xia Youjie looked indifferent, "I don't know, I'm still alive anyway."

Gojo Satoru is still alive, but his spirit may be dying.

In the old bookstore, the spirit of the young master Wu Tiao is out of his body.

Things have to start two and a half hours ago.

As the owner of Six Eyes, Gojo Satoru has been used to receiving a large amount of information since he was a child, so he reads books very quickly. Less than three hours is enough for him to read the comics in the old bookstore.

Then, Master Gojo fell into deep thought.

Love - what the hell is it!

Wujo Wu couldn't understand it, but Wujo Wu was shocked.

Why do you fall in love when you bump into each other on the way to school? Normally, you shouldn't grab the other party's collar and ask for compensation first?

Why did I blush when I picked up the homework paper that was dropped on the ground, and when I was in a daze for a while, didn't the paper all fly? ?

why why! ?

Master Wujo summed up the rules of shoujo manga. In simple terms, there are three main characteristics of men and women who fall in love.

①My heart beats faster when I see someone, it may be arrhythmia

②Any kind of physical contact will make you blush, either drugged or voodoo

③Excellent brain supplement ability, never let go of any clues, jealous and possessive every minute, famous detective per capita

Gojo Satoru recalled it carefully, and found that these three points-Gojojiu didn't touch any of them.

They wake up every day to see each other, not to mention the rapid heartbeat, even the heart rate has not changed at all.

Not to mention physical contact, holding hands and hugging are all pediatrics, and there is no response to being entangled in an octopus.

Jealousy... So far, he hasn't seen Wujojiu to be jealous of him.

Not once.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Is it—

Gojo Satoru's figure swayed, his whole body paled from the blow.

Kitty really doesn't like him?

Master Wutiao calmed down for a moment, and quickly vetoed this idea.

Wujojiu definitely likes him, but as for what kind of preference...he is not very sure.

Gojo Satoru panicked.

Could it really be like what Jie said...

When people are happy, if there is a bird singing on the road, they will feel that it is singing and dancing for themselves.

On the contrary, once you hesitate in your heart, you will feel that everything is an ominous sign.

Gojo Satoru closed the book, ready to go back out of sight and out of mind, when he heard the sound of arguing behind the bookcase.

"He doesn't love you at all! He just loves your body!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

"You have no future if you go on like this. Wake up, if you go on like this, one day he will understand, and if he walks away, you will only be hurt!"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

"Do you think what he told you must be true? Heh, anyone who is so obedient will say that if he can tell you this kind of thing today, he can be affectionate with others tomorrow. Man, oh, this is a man !"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Unbearable, no need to endure.

Forget about Jie, no matter how casually you enter a used bookstore, you will be connoted!

This is too much!

Young master Wutiao stood up with a groan, and kicked over the bookcase.

The book fell down with a clatter, but he didn't really want to hurt anyone, and carefully protected the two people behind him with the infinite limit.

Although, people are still scared enough.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and said loudly.

"Which is annoying, is it annoying—huh? No one taught you to keep quiet in the bookstore, do you understand if you have something to say? You—"

Halfway through his speech, he subconsciously paused, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him seemed a little familiar.

"Hey, you are."

Gojo Satoru's gaze swept up and down her body, awakening a long-standing memory.

"The one that was robbed that day?"