On the Methods and Skills of Keeping Gods

The dazzling incandescent lamp haloed two halos on the top of the head, and Knotaba Yuhito blinked his eyes twice and slowly regained the focus.

I... am I dead?

In his memory, he clearly remembered that he was hit in the heart by a bullet that fell suddenly from a distance, the heart-wrenching feeling still remained on his body, and his fingers trembled slightly.

and then?

That is to say, after his death, he seemed to be pulled into his domain by Su Nuo. Su Nuo wanted to make a contract with him, but he did not agree.

After...after!

Yuzu Yuhito sat up abruptly, his sudden movement almost bumped into Nagi Izumi beside him.

"you're awake?"

Knotabagi Youroto turned his head when he heard the words, this young man with exquisite appearance and gentle temperament had an indescribable intimacy towards him.He didn't know where this feeling came from, but it didn't affect him expressing kindness to the other party.

"Hmm. I'm sorry, did I almost bump into you just now?" Knotweed Yujin scratched his head embarrassingly, he regretted being so reckless just now, "I'm Knotweed Yujin, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm Nagi Izumi, Knotabazu-san, how do you feel now?"

Izumi Nagi took the clothes and jacket from Yairui Glass and handed them to him, although there were three men and a doctor who didn't care about gender.But now that people have woken up, it would be better to pay attention to this aspect.

"It feels good, thank you."

"Youren."

"Teacher Wutiao!"

As soon as he heard the familiar voice, Knotaba Yuhito followed the sound like a puppy and looked over.It is a joyful thing to be able to see my teacher again!

Seeing this, Izumi smiled softly, and gave up the seat to Wujo Satoru, so that the two of them, the teacher and the student, could have a good talk.

Part of the memory of Yuzu Yuhito in the domain of the two-faced Su Nuo was erased by Izumi Nagi, so Gojo Satoru did not know any useful information from him.

But he didn't feel disappointed either, it was already a pleasant surprise that the student could wake up again.

In the end, Gojo Satoru decided to temporarily hand over the knotweed Yuhito to Yizhizhi. He needed to find a foothold for the resurrected child, and discuss with Nagi and Glass about the child's next arrangement.

Putting on his coat, Knotaba Yuhito jumped off the dissecting table.He miraculously stroked the position of his heart, where it was smooth and flat, and there was no trace of being pierced by a bullet at all.

Just when he was amazed in his heart, Gojo Satoru and the others were about to leave. They couldn't stay here for a long time, and those who cared would notice something.

Knowing that they should be busy with something, Knotabagi Yuhito waved at them very sensiblely: "Mr. Wujo, Mr. Quan, Miss Iari, goodbye!"

When he watched the door of the operating room close in front of him and sat back in his seat, he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong just now.

Mr. Izumi, Mr. Izumi, Nagi Izumi... Nagi-san? !

Could that Mr. Quan be the Nagi-san that Fuhei mentioned before? !The wife of that Gojo teacher! ?

Yuzu Yujin slapped hard on the cheek, and let out a clear slap, which startled Yidizhi who was beside him.

He wanted to ask, but seeing the serious expression on Yuzu Yujin's face, he was worried that he had something important to think about, so he continued to stand aside quietly, silently lowering his sense of existence.

"Mr. Ichichi."

When his name was called suddenly, Yidizhi responded in a hurry: "Hey! I'm here, um, what's the matter, Mr. Huzhang?"

Knotabagi Youruto still had that serious look, which made him nervous too.

Just when he was thinking wildly and starting to make up his mind, Knotabagi Yuhito asked: "Well, Mr. Quan is a man, right? Is he really married to Mr. Wujo?"

Ga?

Yidizhi's brain stopped running for a second, "...you were thinking about this just now?"

"Well, I feel very curious." Knotabagi Yuhito nodded honestly, "If you don't feel it clearly, you won't be able to sleep later."

Should it be said that this child is so neurotic that he can swing on a swing?He had just escaped from the shadow of death, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to know this?Although this is indeed a bit unusual.

"Yes, Mr. Izumi is Mr. Gojo's partner. They registered their marriage a long time ago. As for how they did it, I don't know." Lots of guesswork.

Among them, he thinks that the most likely thing is that Mr. Gojo used the influence of the Gojo family to forcefully get the staff of the dating agency to agree to the marriage registration between him and Mr. Quan.

As for whether it was true, he didn't have the courage to go to Mr. Wutiao to verify it, he was afraid of being beaten.As for why he didn't go to Mr. Quan for verification, it was because he only had contact with the other party at work.So apart from communicating about work issues, I don't know how to speak at all.

"So that's how it is." Knotabagi Yuhito quickly accepted the statement, "It would be great if I had a mobile phone, I really want to tell Nagasaki about this, she will definitely be as shocked as I am, haha! "

"Until Mr. Gojo and the others have made a decision, you can't let other people know about your situation." Yidizhi reminded slightly.

"I know, I just really want to do this. Don't worry Mr. Yizhizhi, I know."

The young man's smile was bright and bright without any trace of gloom, which made Yi Dizhi deeply regretful.

Such a good child shouldn't have encountered such a thing. I really hope that Mr. Quan and the others can think of a good way to let Mr. Hu Zhang return to a slightly normal life...

"I don't want the news of Youruto's resurrection to spread." Gojo Satoru said to the other two people.

Youruto is not strong enough now, not strong enough to protect himself.And he has no way to stay by the other party's side all the time to ensure his safety. With his special status, even he needs others to protect him, let alone protect Youren.

And Nagi...

He was silent for a while, Nagi is very strong, it is indeed possible to give it to Nagi.But the problem is that Nagi still has the debuff of the forces of hell hanging on him, which makes him worry at any time whether he will go out and run into Tianjin God.

Arranging two problem children together, Gojo Satoru was afraid that he would not only grow bald as a teenager, but also go bald early.

"Then what do you want to do?" Ieiri Glass asked, she knew very well what Gojo Satoru was worried about, if she couldn't leave it to her and Nagi, then she could only: "Leave it to Nanami and Haibara?"

"Leave it to Qihai. His temper is calmer than Huiyuan's, and his thoughts are more delicate. If you hand over Knotweed to him, you don't have to worry about keeping it secret. Do you want me to tell him about it?"

"No need," Gojo Satoru rejected Izumi Nagi's proposal, "I'll go and talk to him."

Nairi Nitoko glanced at him sideways, although she felt a little strange, seeing that Nagi Izumi didn't express anything, she didn't ask any more questions.

"Then where are you going to arrange him? There is no way to go back to the dormitory."

"Is your small yard okay? I remember that there is a basement under the yard. Let Youren live there temporarily."

"can."

In this way, everything will be properly arranged in just a few sentences.

After bidding farewell to Yariko, Izumi Nagi and Gojo Satoru walked on the way home.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, as if they hadn't been separated for half a year.It's just that the footsteps are slightly faster than before, which shows a little unusual.

Back home, before the door could be closed tightly, Gojo Satoru turned around and hugged Izumi Nagi.

"Hmm!" Quan Nagi caught him with a smile, enduring the menacing thoughts.

After a while, he licked his lower lip and tasted a slightly familiar sweet smell.He lowered his head and approached Gojo Satoru's lips, the tip of his nose moved slightly, and indeed he smelled the sweet scent of honeydew melon.

"When will the new flavor be changed?"

"It's not because of you that I bought one the last time I saw it."

Gojo Satoru pressed the man against the door, leaned his head on his shoulder and asked, "What about the melon you brought back?"

He was really obsessed with this.

Izumi Nagi laughed softly, his chest trembled slightly, and the transmission to Gojo Satoru made him feel a little numb.

"Of course there are, it's in the kitchen, do you want to eat?" Quan Nagi asked intentionally.

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, wrapped his mouth around his soft earlobe and rubbed it: "You are such a bad guy, who has the heart to think about that at this time?"

Hearing his words, Izumi smiled even more happily.

……

Gojo Satoru sat on Izumi Nagi face to face, hugging his neck with both hands and stretching his long legs on the ground without feeling uncomfortable.

Later, he still has a lot of things to do, after taking Yuzu Yuren to the basement of the small courtyard, he even made an appointment with Noctua Moth to discuss work.The time the two can spend together is short and tight, and they can't get close at all.

So he could only try to comfort him by relying on Quan Nagi.

He picked up a piece of skin from the neck under his mouth, sucked and rubbed it... soon, the capillaries under the skin were cracked under the force, and fainted a little red.

Izumi Nagi also allowed him to vent his dissatisfaction during this period on his body at will, not only did not stop it, but even did not need to reverse the operation to treat it, but kept those reds blooming like plum blossoms on the white drawing paper.

The painter looked at his work and was very satisfied.

He leaned his lips up to feel the slightly hot temperature.It wasn't until this moment that he had a real sense of holding his own treasure, and his erratic heart was truly let go.

Sighing heavily, Gojo Satoru frowned dissatisfiedly when he saw the red mark on his neck again after he had absorbed enough energy from him.

"Why isn't it cured? Are you not in pain?"

Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is nothing more than that.

"It's okay, it's not very serious, just let it get better slowly."

Casting a glance at his neck, Quan Nagi didn't care.

"You were not like this before." Wujo Gojo said quietly, playing with his black hair ends.

"Because I like it."

With a pause in the movement of his fingertips, Gojo Satoru felt his hair being gently stroked by Izumi Nagi, and then his cool forehead touched his own forehead, and there were stars shining in the dark spring water:

"I love you."

He heard it so.