The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

On the square outside the shopping center.

The sunset in Tokyo has long since set, and the lights are brightly turned on after nightfall. There are crowds of people surrounded by various lights. There are couples shopping together in shopping malls, and some young middle school students making an appointment to watch a movie together. It is so lively that the lights are boiling.

And next to a decorative tree in the shopping plaza.

Standing was a tall boy, tall and slender, even in a shopping center with a lot of people, he was still an eye-catching existence that would be seen at the first sight.

The hairstyle is a bit strange.

The neat and flamboyant short hair is tied with an upturned braid at the top and back of the head. If you look closely, the hair tie is still pink and decorated with a bow tie. It looks like a girl's thing.

But the face is very good-looking. Putting such a hairstyle on his face, it is a little bit more out of the ordinary and unassuming.

Even if he stood there without speaking, he seemed to have an eye-catching light, bright and arrogant, and the girls passing by could hardly move their eyes away at a glance.

Some girls were eager to go up and ask for contact information, but after getting a little closer, they found that there was a little girl standing next to him.

He is short, with his head down, concentrating on eating, eating quietly with small bites.

In addition, his eyes were almost focused on him, so he didn't notice that there was a girl beside him.

In fact, to be honest, the little girl is not considered short, and she is only of average height in the crowd, at most she is considered below average.

But with comparison, no matter how you look at it, she is a thin and small girl.

"Is it his girlfriend?"

"It must be. Have you seen the scrunchie that the boy tied his hair with? How can a boy have such a scrunchie? It must be his girlfriend's."

"There are so many things in my hand, all of which are milk, and it looks heavy, but that girl is eating slowly with only a box of things. Even my father would not carry so many things like this and wait for me to slowly eat. After eating, there is no other possibility except a girlfriend, right?"

"I didn't even urge her to eat quickly! Every time my boyfriend finished shopping, he always looked like he had nothing to love. He kept urging me to go faster, not to mention waiting for me to eat, even I walked slowly. Everyone will hate me, this boy seems to have a very aggressive personality, but he is very patient with his girlfriend."

"And he only looked at the girl next to him all the time, and he didn't even glance at the others..."

The girls who were discussing in low voices walked by.

The last sentence was said when Ling Yao passed by, and Ling Yao happened to hear it.

She froze for a moment, feeling that what they were talking about might be her and Gojo Satoru.

She had just picked up a meatball, and when she heard this, she raised her head.

He was actually staring at her... But that gaze was a bit sharp as if it wanted to poke a hole in her face.

Eyes met, Ling Yao held a small fork in his hand, thought for a while, and asked Gojo Wu: "Would you like to take a bite?"

As a result, Gojo Satoru snorted coldly.

Ling Yao blinked, wondering why Gojo Satoru was upset again.

Gojo Wu's nose turned high, "Now you finally think of me? I thought you wouldn't think of me after eating."

Ling Yao's tone was very innocent: "But... didn't you say you bought it for me?"

"Oh, I bought it for you, so I can't eat a bite, right?" Gojo Satoru lifted his chin and looked at her.

"...I'm sorry, it's my fault." Ling Yao glanced at the small fork in her hand, "But didn't I just ask you if you want to take a bite, you don't seem very happy, why are you unhappy?"

"..." Gojo Satoru felt that he would be pissed off sooner or later, but Ling Yao didn't mean it. If someone else had said this on purpose, he would have picked him up and started a fight.

Forget it, he's an idiot with no brains.

What's the fuss with an idiot?

Gojo Satoru put down his upturned nose, lowered his head suddenly, and took the meatball from Ling Yao's fork.

While Ling Yao was stunned, he chewed and swallowed.

And commented mercilessly, "It's unpalatable."

Ling Yao felt that her taste was disgusted, so she retorted weakly: "I think it's delicious."

Gojo Satoru continued to comment mercilessly, "Everything tastes delicious to you."

The bell rang: "..."

But Wujo Satoru was right.

Originally, Gojo Satoru was going to send her home, but thinking that she had to finish dinner early because she was taking her back to the high school to save lives, she was already eating slowly, so she took her to the shopping center up.

Originally, she wanted to find a restaurant, but Ling Yao caught her eye on the steaming little meatballs in the snack shop on the first floor.

It's not even a storefront.

The location is right at the entrance on the first floor, there are no tables and chairs, and the guests will take it away after paying.

Gojo Satoru wouldn't take a second look at this kind of snack that is everywhere in the street.

But Ling Yao's eyes were fixed there, Gojo Wu walked a long way before realizing that Ling Yao hadn't followed, turned around and went back the same way, seeing Ling Yao was still standing there, looking at the snack shop, his soul was gone.

Gojo Satoru was very speechless, watching her staring longingly at the bad street snacks, pulling out money from her wallet, and stuffing it into her hand.

Ling Yao came back to her senses in a daze, looking at the sudden extra money in her hand, she was still a little out of her mind and didn't understand what it meant.

Gojo Satoru: "If you want to eat, go buy it."

Added another sentence, "I owe you a dinner, so don't be polite to me."

Ling Yao really wasn't polite to her.

There are many snacks on the first floor.

She had never seen so many things to eat, everything felt fresh, and she wanted to eat everything very much.

At the beginning, she was polite to Wujo Wu.

It's someone else's money, she can't do whatever she wants, she knows this truth, if it's normal, she really wouldn't do this, but these things look really delicious.

She is like a child just exposed to the world, everything is very tempting to her.

In the face of temptation, reason is like a groundhog that pops up, it will be knocked down with a hammer as soon as it pops up, and it goes on and on until it finally succumbs to temptation.

The price of this kind of snack is very cheap, and it is a snack that ordinary people often eat, so when Gojo Satoru didn't feel that it was too expensive to pay, he felt that it was troublesome to hand over the money again and again, so he directly threw the wallet to She, let her pay by herself.

So, along the way, it became——

"I want to eat this." Ling Yao squeezed his wallet, looked at him eagerly, and waited for his approval.

Gojo Satoru: "Buy."

"And that..."

"Buy it!"

"The one over there..."

"The wallet is in your hand, why do you ask me?!"

The passer-by boss also tried to persuade the fight, "Don't be so fierce to your girlfriend."

Gojo Satoru slapped the counter heavily, his little sunglasses drooped, and he stared at the boss with a dangerous tone, "Shut up if you can't speak, would you be willing to be your girlfriend with such a childish child? Ring the bell and call elder brother!"

The latter sentence was ringing the bell, wanting to prove that they are not a couple at all.

The boss is an ordinary businessman. He has never seen such an arrogant person. He was so frightened that his hands trembled and a ball fell out.

Ling Yao was very heartbroken seeing the ball falling, and when she looked at Wujo Wu again, her expression was a little unhappy.

"..."

Gojo Satoru waited for a few seconds but did not wait for the bell to call his brother.

Turning her head, Ling Yao was looking at him with her face slanted, her eyes were quite resentful.

Gojo Gojo was immediately terrified by her, "What's wrong?"

Ling Yao pointed to the meatball dropped by the boss, "I'm missing one."

Gojo Satoru was puzzled, "His hand shook, you blame him, what are you looking at me for?"

After finishing speaking, he thought of something, thought it made sense, and said, "Isn't the wallet all given to you? If you want to buy a few more, you can pay for it yourself?"

Ling Yao told him honestly, "I don't want to buy a few more. It was you who made his hands tremble and dropped a ball, so it's your fault."

"..." Gojo Satoru had nothing to say.

The boss saw such a high-spirited person just now, and shut up in front of the little girl in a blink of an eye, thinking that he was doing business outside and talking freely, and when he came home, he still obediently listened to his wife, even taking care of his wallet. When I go out, my wife pays with his wallet, which is quite empathetic.

So he didn't hold back his laughter, and let out a snort.

Gojo Satoru turned his head, his gaze was like lightning, and quickly locked on to him.

The boss immediately put away his sniggering, looked serious, and focused on making the meatballs.

Pay, take the meatballs.

Ling Yao took one bite after another, eating happily.

Gojo Satoru took a look at the snacks that were all over the street, and he knew what it tasted at a glance. The strong flavor and low-quality wholesale raw materials, after one bite, it was all starch, and there was no delicacy at all. expression.

Very speechless.

Ling Yao was already walking very slowly, but while eating, she was not paying attention to walking, so her pace became even slower.

Several times, Wutiao Wuren had already passed the intersection and turned around.

Very well, the bell shaker was a few hundred meters away, with a fork in one hand and a box in the other, and he ate completely forgetting that he was still there.

When he took a few steps back in front of Ling Yao and stood in front of her, blocking her slow tortoise walking, Ling Yao was distracted from the meatball, looked up, and saw him, as if she didn't notice him just now They have already gone a long way and then backed up, asking, "What's wrong?"

"never mind."

Gojo Satoru held back.

It's not for anything else, it's just a sudden feeling of frustration at this moment, children are very troublesome, especially children with bad brains, it is very troublesome.

He lifted Bell by the collar, and dragged her to the decorative tree next to the fountain in the square in two steps.

There is a chair.

With all his strength, he pushed the bell down on the chair and sat down, saying: "Wait here, don't run around or walk with other people before I come back."

"Also, give me the wallet."

Ling Yao was very obedient, and handed the wallet that she had been clutching to Gojo Satoru.

Then, continue to bow your head and eat the meatballs.

... I don't know if she heard what she just said.

Forget it.

Anyway, a few minutes quickly.

What's the point of being angry with a fool! !The one who gets angry with a fool is a fool!

Wujo Wu came and went quickly, Ling Yao had only eaten the third ball, Wujo Wu had already returned to Ling Yao with four boxes of milk.

Facing the suspicious gaze cast by Ling Yao.

Gojo Satoru said, "I bought it for you, don't you like to drink it?"

Ling Yao saw clearly the words on the packaging on the box, and her eyes lit up, "Milk?"

"Aren't you literate? You still have to ask me?"

However, Gojo Satoru's ridicule had no effect at all. Ling Yao looked at the four big boxes with sparkling eyes and smiled, "Thank you!"

"Drink more if you like to drink, drink in the morning, drink before going to bed, maybe you can grow 1.8 meters before you become an adult."

"..." She recognized this as sarcasm.

Seeing that Ling Yao's face finally showed an unhappy expression as he wished, he felt a great sense of pride from the bottom of his heart.

Every time the bell rings, there is a flat expression, which makes him very frustrated.

When he was in a good mood, Gojo Gojo spoke with ease, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Ling Yao hurriedly fumbled for her pocket and took out a small wallet, "I'll give you the money for the milk..."

Looking at the pitifully small change in her wallet.

Gojo Satoru: "You guys don't even have enough money to buy a cardboard box."

Ling Yao: "...then what should I do?"

"It's nothing to do, you don't need to give money." Suddenly thinking that Ling Yao's personality is more serious, he added another sentence, "The person you saved today is my junior, so let's take it as a thank you gift."

"But... I should save people, no thanks."

Then, she saw Gojo Satoru smiled slightly, lightly.

He was already very laid-back, but he also had an extremely flamboyant and handsome face. As long as he had a little smile in his eyes, he would be extraordinarily attractive.

"You want to save people is your business, but for the saved people, gratitude is the business of the saved people, this does not conflict. You can choose to save or not, this is your right, the saved people People can also choose to thank or not to thank, this is the right of the saved people.”

His speaking speed was not faster than usual, and he even deliberately slowed down, as if he was afraid that she would not understand.

In the bright lights, the square is crowded with people and noisy.

The decorative tree behind her was covered with dots of lights, set off by warm colors. After thinking for a while, she seemed to understand a little bit, and asked, "Do I also have the right to accept or not to accept thanks?"

Gojo Satoru smiled, a little relieved, the little girl is more flexible now, "Yes."

Then, she fell into thought again.

The gaze keeps wandering, looking at the milk for a while, and the wallet for a while, which seems to be a great struggle to choose.

Gojo Satoru didn't bother to urge her, sat down beside the chair, leaned back, lazily leaned on the back of the chair, and slowly waited for her to get entangled.

"I've made up my mind." She said suddenly.

"tell me the story."

She bent her eyes and smiled, "I choose to accept."

"I think saving people is what I should do, so even if the saved people want to thank me, I should refuse." She said, "But you are different."

The last sentence aroused Wujo Wu's interest, and he squinted, and gave her a little, "How am I different?"

"We are friends, so I think I can accept your gift. Just like you invited me to dinner and a lot of delicious food, we are friends, right? So... can you accept it?"

Speaking of the latter, she stared at him eagerly, her midnight-like pupils were dark and bright.

A little uncertain, a little expectant, and...sincere, put [-]% trust in him for the answer, as if no matter what he said, she would seriously write it down.

Just like the long list of things he should do to be his friend that he joked before, she took them all seriously and wrote them down verbatim.

After nightfall, the shopping center was noisy and boiling, and thousands of lights illuminated the cool night colorfully and warmly. Some lights flashed in the broken water drops of the fountain, like falling stars.

People coming and going, talking, laughing, and noisy, passed by them continuously, overlapping and criss-crossing.

Her soft hair was blown by the wind, and it shone with a faint light in the intense light scattered throughout the night.

The world stands still for a moment.

It's like the mood when the curse shell suddenly exploded in the basement.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and didn't look at her, "Accept it if you want, that's your right, don't ask me. Even children have to learn to make their own choices, I'm just telling you the truth."

"Oh.……"

Gojo Satoru stood up, "Let's go, I'll take you back, I'm going back to the high school too."

"That..." Ling Yao tugged at his sleeve.

Gojo Satoru: "Say."

Ling Yao asked: "Are we friends?"

Gojo Satoru was speechless: "...why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"I mean, since we are friends, you have to tell my mother about it."

Gojo Satoru: "?"

Ling Yao: "I came home late today, and my mother would be worried. In the past, I came home so late because Fushimi brother and his work needed me. They would tell my mother the reason, otherwise, my mother would be worried. Today is also late, so "You have to explain to my mother before you can leave."

Gojo Satoru: "..."