The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

The magazine area displays the latest issue of magazines.

There are magazines of all types.

However, the best sellers are always entertainment magazines about stars and idols, which are often sold out as soon as they are released. However, this issue of "Starlight" just came out today, and it went to several bookstores and newspapers. Sold out.

After finally finding this store, I asked the owner as soon as I entered the door. Fortunately, there were still five copies left.

Ikeda Mi looked at the magazines placed high on the shelf, and admired Kise Ryota's face on the cover for a long time, with a look of intoxication.

Half an hour ago, I ran into Ryota Kise at the gymnasium, and even went to get an autograph.

No matter how you think about it, today is the happiest day!

But, the shelves are placed so high that they are difficult to reach.

Ikeda touched her toes, reached out and tried several times, but she still couldn't get it.

... The owner of this store is too good at business. He placed the best-selling weekly magazine at such a high place, no wonder this store is the only one that hasn't been sold yet.

Immediately annoyed.

When I was in the gymnasium today, there was a little girl who came out of nowhere and walked very close to Huang Lai Ryota. Magazine, this tone has to be released.

Ikeda Mei plans to go to the front desk to find a clerk.

However, when he turned around, he was caught off guard and stood behind him.The distance between each row of bookshelves was not wide, and when she turned around, she almost bumped into each other.

Ikeda Mei cursed subconsciously: "Why are you standing behind me?!"

After finishing speaking, I raised my head,...suddenly a little scared, I took a small step back, and hit the bookshelf with my back.

The other party was tall, and the two-meter-high bookshelf was behind him, and there was almost no gap. When looking at the other party's face, he had to look up.

Short hair is crisp and neat, the face is thin and tight, fair skin, high nose bridge, and a pair of small sunglasses. Not only does it not feel weird, but the whole person looks flamboyant and dazzling, with a somewhat deviant temperament.

Ikeda Mei was fascinated immediately, and forgot that she guessed and scolded the other party just now.

But the other party didn't seem to care about this, and reached out to take "Starlight" off the bookshelf, and asked with a smile on his lips, "Is this what you want?"

"Ah... yes, I'm sorry just now, I was too rude." Ikeda Mei was a little lost under the other's handsome face, and the other party kindly helped her take down the magazine that she couldn't get, she was very happy , reaching out to take it, "Thank you so much, that... If you don't mind, can you add a contact information?"

"Ah?" The other party looked at her with an expression of mishearing, and glanced at her with disgust. The glance passed quickly, and then he tilted his head and poked out the bookshelf, and asked the shopkeeper at the front desk: "Boss, what kind of people are there in your shop?" How many magazines are there?"

The store manager is busy with the cash register. This time is after school, and it is the best time for business in the bookstore. I am a little unhappy about being busy.

He looked up and quickly replied: "Five books!"

"Oh—then please give me all the remaining magazines, I'll buy them all!" Wujo Satoru shouted to the store manager.

This magazine is not cheap. Even if it is very popular, the students who come to buy it often have pocket money that has been collected for a long time, and their faces are full of pain when they pay.

It is really rare to buy five copies in one go like this.

The shop owner immediately cheered up, speeding up the cash register work in his hand, and at the same time greeted Gojo Satoru: "Wait a moment, I'll be ready soon!"

"I'm fine—" Gojo Satoru replied to the shopkeeper.

Withdrawing his body, lowering his head, and looking at the other party with a confused face, Gojo Satoru smiled even more flamboyantly, "What did you just say? Want my contact information?"

Ikeda Mei thought that the next step for the other party to ask this question was to exchange contact information, and he didn't care about the fact that the magazine was bought up by him in one go. Besides, maybe he would give it to himself?

So she nodded quickly, "Can you?"

Gojo Satoru sneered, and the small sunglasses hanging on the bridge of his nose covered his eyes, which can only be seen from the curvature of the corners of his lips, which meant that the other party was overconfident, "Of course——no—but— -by--"

Ikeda Mei froze in place.

After realizing that she might have been humiliated, the magazine couldn't back down. Before the boss sold the remaining five copies to him, she took one to pay for it.

Thinking of this, she looked left and right, and found the ladder she hadn't planned to use before.

Moved here, set up, climbed two steps, and was about to reach for the magazine.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from behind and directly pulled the magazine away.

When she turned her head, the other party smiled viciously, "This is mine."

She was very angry, and didn't care about the other party's good-looking face, so she immediately scolded: "If you haven't paid the money, it can't be yours!"

"So that's how it is." Gojo Satoru smiled nonchalantly, and his tone couldn't be called friendly.

Then, he stretched his legs.

The ladder under Ikeda Mei's feet was pulled away by him, and Ikeda Mei immediately fell to the ground in a dog-gnawing posture.

When the human body fell to the ground, there was a loud sound. People passing by heard the sound, and they all turned their heads to watch. They saw that Ikeda's beauty was crawling on the ground, and they couldn't help laughing out loud.

These laughters all clearly fell into Chi Tianmei's ears, she was so ashamed and indignant, she had never been so ashamed.

However, her knees and arms were hurting from the fall, and she couldn't stand up immediately, so she could only endure the laughter and get up slowly in embarrassment.

After she stood up, she crookedly clutched her sore elbow, and in front of the tall Wujo Wujo, like a lame stray dog, shouted furiously at the group of onlookers: "Look what? See? Go away!!!"

The onlookers were frightened and ran away.

Without those embarrassing laughter, Ikeda Micai looked at Gojo Satoru again, "Just because I said something rude to you? Are you going to retaliate against me like this?"

"Speaking poorly? Ah, that, if it is normal, it is indeed worth my revenge. But this time it is not because of this." Wujo Satoru said.

"Then when did I offend you?"

Gojo Goto lazily leaned on the bookshelf behind him, with a loose tone, "Originally, according to my method, it would be fine to just pick it up and beat it up or step back. But my child asked me to be reasonable, so I decided to start Let me tell you the truth—"

Ikeda Mei was in a fog.

Then Gojo Gojo tilted his head and called to the other side of the bookshelf, "Ring the bell? Come here."

The voice is still the same lazy and undisciplined, but it is a little different, with a more human atmosphere.

She looked towards Gojo Satoru, and a little girl in Teiko Middle School uniform moved out.

She recognized it immediately, it was the girl who walked very close to Kise Ryota in the gym half an hour ago!She looked very angry at the time, and stepped on her feet hard.

So... This high school student who is not easy to provoke, is here to vent her anger?

Ling Yao walked up to Gojo Wu, looked up at him, and asked, "Can I go home?"

Gojo Satoru was angry and funny, squinted at her, and said, "She stepped on you a few times, and stepped back by herself."

Ling Yao opened her eyes wide, looked at Ikeda Mei, recalled the way she glared at her fiercely before, shrank back, and looked at Wujo Wu again: "I... stepped on her?"

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and pressed it on her head. The little girl's hair was thin and soft, and felt like a fluffy animal. He said, "Don't worry about stepping on it. With me here, it's fine even if you step on it a few more times. "

"..."

"Why? Are you still afraid that I can't beat her?"

"No... no, I haven't stepped on anyone before, I'll give it a try..." Ling Yao was still a little scared, mainly due to the pain of being stepped on by Ikeda Mei before, a little psychological shadow, instinctive fear.

But the palm on her head was gentle and gentle, with a kind of reassuring power.

Closing her eyes, the bell shook her foot...and stepped on it.

Stepped on the second foot.

Withdrawing back, he raised his head and said to Gojo Satoru, "Okay."

In the end, what Wujoo saw was the twitching of Wujou's mouth. He was speechless, "Is this called stepping on you? Even cats hurt more than you stepping on."

Then, she saw Gojo stretch his legs.

Then she saw Ikeda Mei's face wrinkled in pain.

Gojo Satoru's voice threatened: "It's best to keep silent, or I'll step on you one more time. Ah——one more step, you stepped on her twice, right?"

So it was another kick.

Seeing Ikeda Mei's eyes filled with pain and tears.

Well, I cried a lot more than before the bell rang.

Gojo Satoru withdrew his foot in satisfaction.

He reached out and pulled out the remaining few magazines on the bookshelf, counted them, and there were five of them, all of them were here, he deliberately shook his eyes at Ikeda Mei, raised his lips and smiled brightly, "You want it very much? Then I'll buy them all—"

When I left, I didn't forget to carry the clothes of the bell, for fear that the stupid child would be stunned in a daze.

The owner of the store was also busy, and was going to help Gojo Wu get the magazines, but seeing Gojo Wu take down all five of them by himself, his face was full of smiles, and he quickly took them to pay the bill.

Walking out of the bookstore, Gojo Satoru put five magazines directly into Ling Yao's hands.

Then I belatedly remembered that Ling Yao came to the bookstore to buy magazines, and walked back carrying Ling Yao's collar, "Don't you also want to buy magazines, which one should you buy?"

"Ah? No, no, no, this is what I want to buy." Ling Yao was holding five thick magazines, with a happy smile on her face, like a small flower fluttering in the wind in the warm sunset.

Gojo Satoru only cared about Ikeda Mei before, and didn't read what the magazine looked like.

Then he glanced down.

Very good, there is such a big face on the cover, I only saw it half an hour ago.

She has yellow hair, a stud on her ear, and a smile that is brighter than Ling Yao's current expression of happiness.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the five magazines from Ling Yao's arms again, staring at the face on the cover of the magazine for at most a second while Ling Yao was in a daze, and said with narrowed eyes: "You just want to buy pornographic magazines. Se Ryota's magazine?"

"Ah."

Ling Yao wanted to take back the magazine, but Gojo Satoru immediately raised his hand very high as soon as he stretched out his hand.

At this height, she couldn't touch it even if she jumped up.

She pursed her mouth unhappily, "Give it to me."

Gojo Satoru sneered, "I bought it, why should I give it to you?"

"...you just gave it to me."

"I just borrowed it from you to take a look, but I didn't say I would give it to you."

"..."

"Even if I take it back to pad the corner of the table, paste the wall, or make a paper airplane, I won't give it to you!"

"……elder brother."

"It's useless to call Dad!"