The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

"Ahhh, this guy is so handsome!"

"He is so tall!!! He must be a high school student!"

"This height may be the main player of which school!"

Hearing the screams that exploded one after another, Gojo Satoru felt even more headache.

It was inconvenient to use the technique in a place with so many people, so I had to pick up the bell and shake my legs to leave.

However, the bell, which usually followed when pulled, remained there without moving.

Not only did not follow, but also squatted down.

"Is that his girlfriend?"

"Ah, what a pity...it's actually not single anymore."

The people around looked at Gojo Satoru holding Ling Yao's hand, and the topic immediately turned into a regretful tone.

Gojo Satoru couldn't listen any longer, the chattering discussions around were too noisy.

He rang the bell, but the bell squatted and did not move. He asked, "Even if I did something wrong again, can we move to another place? Don't you think it's noisy here?"

"..." Ling Yao squatted and did not move.

"He looks handsome, but he's so fierce to his girlfriend—"

"My boyfriend would never be so fierce to me."

"It looks like I made my girlfriend unhappy, and my attitude is so bad."

"..."

Gojo Satoru held back, these are ordinary human beings.

Seemingly aware that Gojo Satoru's complexion had become unsightly, the crowd of onlookers temporarily shut up, and after a long while, they whispered again: "It's so fierce, but fortunately he's good-looking, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to find a girlfriend..."

Gojo Satoru really couldn't take it anymore, and he didn't care about the bell and squatted on the ground.

He bent down and picked up Ling Yao from the ground, hugged him by the waist, took a step with his long legs, and walked away from the gymnasium quickly.

When the girls onlookers saw Gojo Satoru, the direct and strong princess hugging her, they froze for a second, and immediately turned into screams.

"Sure enough, this is the advantage of a boyfriend being tall! Hug the princess!"

"It's really stylish!!!"

"What a domineering princess hug, I'm so envious!!!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Are these ordinary people crazy?

"...?" Ling Yao felt that she was suddenly vacated, and then moved quickly, she raised her head.

Gojo Satoru's jaw and neck are outlined in the setting sun, his Adam's apple moves slightly and his lines are clear.

"Where are you taking me?" Wujo Wu walked quickly. It was the first time she was carried away like this, and she was afraid that she would fall, so she reached out and grabbed Wujo Wu's clothes.

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru laughed, looked down at her, and smiled so unfriendlyly that it was even a little cynical: "Finally you're talking? I thought you were stupid."

"..., I'm not stupid." Ling Yao tugged at the corner of his clothes, "That... where are you taking me?"

"Of course I'm looking for a quiet place. Don't you think it's noisy here? It's crowded and noisy."

"I don't think so." Ling Yao replied very naturally.

"I think!!"

"...I think this place is very good." After a pause, she continued to say slowly: "Everyone here is very good, they will be happy for the same thing, and shed tears for the same thing, encouragement, cheers It’s okay, it’s worrying, all the emotions are together, I like it here.”

Gojo Satoru looked at her with his thin eyelids downcast, and the aggressive aura around him seemed to fade a bit.

However, the next second, he raised his chin again, and said sarcastically, "Childish."

"...I don't think I'm naive like this."

"I just think it's childish!"

"I..." She wanted to justify herself.

"In my opinion, no matter what you do, you are very, very, childish." Wujo Satoru directly interrupted her.

After a pause, Ling Yao still said: "Munakata told me that people's emotions and desires are very complicated, and there are bound to be people who hate what most people like, but I can't deny that most people like it just because of that bit of dislike. Similarly, because most people hate it, it cannot be denied that it deserves to be liked, the most important thing is to determine your own mood, whether you like it or hate it, this is the most important thing.”

Gojo Satoru walked quickly, but the gymnasium was also very big, and he couldn't use spells, so he was still in the gymnasium at the moment.

There were a lot of people and students coming and going, all of them came to watch the competition. Gojo Satoru's height and face were already very high-profile, and it was such a high-profile princess hug. Those who saw it head-on were all surprised.

Gojo Satoru still raised his chin under such frequent gazes, and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

When Ling Yao spoke, her voice was soft and soft, she spoke very slowly, and this time she was not interrupted by Gojo Satoru, "Munakata asked me what kind of life I want to live before, and I said I don't know, I think about most people I like the life I like, so Munakata took me to school, and it happened that I saw the training match of the club activities that day, and then I thought that I should find something I really like here.”

"..."

She felt Wujo Wujo's silence, looked up, and could only see a tight jaw, "Wujo?"

"Finished?"

"Ah."

"I really wanted to ask before, who is the Munakata you keep mentioning?"

"...Didn't I tell you?"

"No!" Gojo Satoru glanced at her, "Every time I talk, I always mention the names of people I don't know at all, and I don't introduce who they are or what they do. Are you an idiot? If you don't say yes How could I know who? But after thinking about it, you are not very smart, so I don't bother to mention it to you. "

"Zongxiang is the king of Brother Fushimi and the others..." Ling Yao paused and asked, "Brother Fushimi, do you know him?"

Gojo Satoru was speechless, "Have I seen it twice?"

"I'm afraid you forgot..."

"I'm not you."

"...?"

"The memory isn't that bad."

"..." Ling Yao continued: "Before I was adopted by my parents, I lived in Scepter4 for a period of time. During that time, Zongxiang contacted me with my family and school, and there were some principles of life, but There are too many things to learn, and I learn very slowly, so after I came to school, it seems that not many people like me, and I only have one friend, Momoi Mayzuki. Munakata is a very nice person, although a little serious, but very patient, ...Won't call me a fool, and don't think I'm a bad brain."

Gojo Satoru laughed, looking down at her with thin eyelids, his smile was weak, but on his extremely handsome face, it looked inexplicably flamboyant.

"Are you complaining that I call you a fool and think you're out of your mind?" he said.

"...um." She muffled her voice and responded in a very low voice.

"You really dare to agree." Wujo Wu laughed, not knowing whether to laugh at her courage or her honesty, the meaning of his threat is so obvious, and the person who dares to nod every time, Ling Yao is really a headache One, but she has a sincere face, which makes people not angry at all, and can only be helpless and speechless.

"Can't you agree? But I'm..." She didn't finish her sentence.

Gojo Satoru stopped her, "You're telling the truth—I know. You don't have to emphasize it every time, don't you know that it makes people more angry if you emphasize it?"

"……do not know."

"..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that this would make you angry, I will..."

"Stop!" Gojo Satoru interrupted her again, his footsteps did not stop, his hair was gently brushed by the wind against the setting sun, and it shimmered slightly in the setting sun, he said with a smile: "I just said it casually, I No anger, no need to think about what to do next."

Ling Yao observed his face carefully, and saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised when he spoke, and she really didn't feel that fierce atmosphere, but she made sure carefully, "Really?"

"Fake." He replied without thinking.

"……,sorry."

Gojo Satoru really felt helpless this time, he stopped in his tracks.

He put down the bell bluntly, feeling annoyed and funny, "I lied to you."

"..." Ling Yao was a little unhappy, "Why did you lie to me?"

He sneered, "I'm not you, I don't have a principle not to lie."

"........."

"Why are you looking at me? Are you going to go or not? Are you going home?" Speaking of this, Gojo Satoru thought of how the bell was squatting on the ground inexplicably, with tears in his eyes. He asked, "Also, you What were you crying about just now?"

Having said that, he touched his face, a little puzzled: "Am I really that scary? Could this threat be very effective?"

He glanced down at the bell.

Thinking of how this little girl was talking back to him just now, it doesn't seem like she was frightened?

"I didn't cry just now. Someone stepped on my feet. It hurts..." Ling Yao didn't know how to describe it, but it was very painful, very painful, and the tears burst out in pain. She really wasn't crying .

I don't know how to express this emotion clearly.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't ask in detail, he just raised his eyebrows, his tone became lighter, and he asked coldly, "Who is it?"

"Ah?" Ling Yao realized that Gojo Satoru was asking her who stepped on her, and she quickly shook her head, "I don't know."

"Is it related to that yellow hair?"

Her eyes widened slightly, and she asked, "Does yellow hair mean Kise?"

"I don't even add honorific titles, it seems that you are very familiar with that blond hair?"

"I just met today..."

Gojo Satoru lowered his thin eyelids, and said in a cool tone, "Didn't your ancestral statue teach you that you are not very familiar with people you just met, so you should use honorific names."

"But..." Ling Yao blinked her eyes, not understanding why Gojo Satoru suddenly became a little...not easy to get along with, but she still told the reason honestly, "Kise said I can call he."

"Oh." Wutiao Wupi snorted coldly with a half-smile, "It's pretty familiar since I just met."

"...Actually, I'm not familiar with them, but we're just getting along with each other more happily."

"Just now you said that not many people like you, only Momoi Wuyue is a good friend, did you say that?" Seeing Ling Yao nodded, Gojo Satoru snorted again, "I think you have a lot of friends , What Fushimi brother, Munakata brother, Xiaobai brother, is there another Kise brother now?"

Ling Yao was a little dazed, she felt... what Wutiao Wu said did not have the same meaning as what she thought.

It's weird anyway.

Whether it's tone or expression, it's not easy to deal with.

She pursed her lips, thinking about how to explain clearly to Gojo Satoru, but suddenly thought of something, she shook her head quickly, "No, what I just said was wrong."

Wujo Gojo's eyelids drooped slightly, his expression was calm, and he looked bad-tempered, surrounded by a very dangerous aura, as if he would crush her head at any moment.

"Oh." His answer was lukewarm.

"I don't only have Momoi Mayzuki as a friend, I also have you."

He lowered his eyes, and his cold blue pupils diverted her gaze a little, "?"

"You are also my good friend, I like you very much." She smiled slightly, pronounced the words clearly and seriously, thought for a while, and added: "You are my favorite friend."

"..."

Seeing Gojo Satoru not speaking, Ling Yao asked in confusion, "Am I not right?"

The setting sun is like breathing red, coloring the sky outside the gymnasium. In this vast expanse of dusk that is more intense than the sunrise, Ling Yao's thin, soft hair is blown tousled by the wind, and shimmers slightly in the setting sun, as if dyed with fireworks. of reeds.

She looked up at him, her eyes were clear, as pure as the quiet sky at this moment.

"So that's what you meant when you said you liked me." He lowered his gaze, and suddenly said this very calmly.

Ling Yao heard it and nodded, "Well, I liked you very much when I first saw you, and I like you very much now."

"—It's right to like me!"

Then, her waist tightened, and before she could react, she was already pressed against Wujo's chest, and there was a familiar smell in her nose that belonged only to Wujo.

His voice was a little closer, and it came from the top of his head. It was no longer the cold and indifferent smile just now, like the light jumping from Zhang Yang, "Tell me what the person who stepped on you looks like!"

Wujo Wu walked quickly, Ling Yao was afraid of falling off, so he held on to his clothes tightly, and leaned his head against him, "Why are you looking for her... Do you want to reason with her?"

"Reasonable?" He looked down at her and smiled exaggeratedly: "Did that religious image teach you that you should be reasonable when you are bullied?"

"...No, but Munakata always reasoned with others."

"Okay, then I'll go and reason with her." The corners of his lips curled into a condescending arc, "Okay, okay, talk, talk."

"..." Why did she feel that the reasoning Wutiaowu said was not the same as the reasoning in her cognition?