My breeder is the strongest

Gojo Satoru is not the type that anyone will remember.

The reason why I remember it is because of the dagger that the prisoner took that night.

The dagger had an obvious curse aura, it was not an ordinary thing, and most of the curse tools were expensive, just looking at the man's clothes, it looked like it was not affordable.

So—he specially brought the dagger back to the high school and asked Ye'e to check it out.

Sure enough, it was an auction item from a waste family, and the price was around [-] million.

No one can afford those two people.

In other words, none of them probably knew the true value of this dagger, otherwise they would have been auctioned off long ago.

Gojo Satoru's eyes fell on the woman's face, although it was easy to ignore, but in her eyes.

Looming, there is an aura similar to that white-haired monster.

Think about it this way-

Master Wutiao was thoughtful.

The "prisoner" of that day, and the "victim".

And why is it there?

Gojo Satoru was very tall, and when he bent down slightly, he was motionless, giving people a strong sense of oppression. Those ice-blue eyes condensed down, like icebergs covered with frost.

Shinhara Shinyu had a guilty conscience at first, but now he was staring at him so hard that his hair was on his back, his mind went blank, he forgot to say the original lines, and he just started, "I...I..."

Before she could make any more moves, Gojo Satoru suddenly restrained the aura around him.

Young Master Wutiao straightened up, stopped staring at her, and said in a relaxed tone.

"I know, I know, that's the one!" He acted excited and interested, and snapped his fingers knowingly, "The cosplay practice at the night show—woohoo! I didn't expect to see the live-action version here! Lucky! "

Shinhara Mayu: "???"

Shinohara was taken aback.

……Eh?

She looked stunned.

Eh? ? ?

Opening his mouth again, he almost bit his own tongue.

"Yes, yes, hiss, uh..."

"Okay!" Gojo Satoru didn't care, quickly took out the phone from his pocket, and pressed it without looking up, "It's just that, I have something to ask you, come on, let's exchange email addresses!"

Shinbara Mayu: "...Oh, oh, okay."

She followed blankly and took out her phone.

The bookstore owner who came later: "..."

The bookstore owner cursed angrily: "What are you doing?? Lose money! Lose money!!"

At first I thought it was no big deal, but I didn't expect that the owner of the bookstore is a very stubborn old man, and he insisted on forcing them to put the books back in order by themselves. When they were put back, it was already dark.

With such an interruption, the original purpose is almost forgotten.

Gojo Satoru finally escaped, sighed, and turned on the phone.

There are several missed calls, and the caller ID is "long time".

Master Wutiao: "..."

Oops.

There is a subtle feeling that on the first day of the wedding, the husband drinks outside and does not come home for dinner.

Gojo Satoru has been influenced by girls' comics for an afternoon, and his mind will be full of all kinds of gossip plots, plus the "he just fell in love with your body/body" that has been whispered in his ear all day, "After falling in love and quarreling, they will never communicate with each other"...

Anyway, the only young master Wu Tiao has never been so guilty in his life.

Guiltily, he pressed the callback button, "Doo—"

The phone rang and was picked up immediately.

Young Master Wutiao tentatively asked, "Hello...?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then, there was a muffled sound, the sound of something falling to the ground.

Gojo Satoru:! ! !

Gojo Satoru: "Long!"

He was suffocating for breath, and was about to teleport back, when he heard a "puchi" laugh from the other end of the phone.

Master Wutiao:? ? ?

He realized something, scratched his hair helplessly, and said dissatisfiedly, "Hello——"

The kitty sat on the bed, wagging his tail in a good mood, "Come back soon."

Gojo Satoru was angry and funny, "Little bastard."

However, it was getting dark.

It's time to go home.

I don't know why—although Wujo hasn't been jealous for a long time, doesn't have a rapid heartbeat, and doesn't blush.

But at this moment, Gojo Satoru inexplicably calmed down.

It seems that the birds flying outside have returned to the tree where they have been docked.

"Oh."

He moved his stiff shoulders and looked up at the busy traffic on the street.

In the noisy city, the neon light melts into the light ice blue.

"I'm going back."

"Okay." The kitty's happy voice came from the phone, "Seijuro said he was coming over for dinner tonight, and we made pizza, so come back soon!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "???"

Wait, why did you cheat before me? ? ?

The author has something to say: Other people's love: full of possessiveness, you and me

Young Master Wutiao's Love: ...I made a mistake in tracking down the boss and forgot to call you back

Cat Cub: It’s okay, friends come to play, I don’t think of you at all!