The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

As expected, Gojo Satoru came back very quickly. Other conjurers still need to spend time on the journey, and Gojo Satoru can also use magic formulas to return quickly.

Not even a strand of hair was messed up.

When he came back, Ling Yao was still holding the milk brought back from the restaurant in both hands, and was sipping it. Xia Youjie sat beside him, and the two of them didn't say anything.

Gojo Satoru landed precisely in front of the two of them.

Xia Youjie seemed to have gotten used to Gojo Satoru's way of appearing on the stage, without even raising his eyelids, "I came back very quickly."

"It's just a first-level spell spirit, that's it-whew-clap-it's easy to get it done."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Ling Yao.

She was biting the straw, and she had been looking at him since he suddenly appeared, her pair of black eyes were like night, and she would never let go of him.

Didn't even drink milk.

The words that I wanted to tease her suddenly stuck in my mouth, "You, why are you looking at me like this?"

He rubbed the back of his head and began to reflect reflexively, "Did I do something wrong again? No—I also paid for the meal, and I brought your unfinished milk with me when I left. Ah, is it because I deliberately ordered a lot of things in front of you to scare you into paying, and is it because of this?"

Xia Youjie smiled at the side, "Okay, you can take her home first, it's already night, the family will be worried."

"Oh oh, let's go, Ling Yao, I'm home. Haven't you finished your homework yet?" While talking, Gojo Satoru picked up the bell, "Hold on to the milk, it's okay if you drop it halfway Blame me."

Then, with a whiff, he successfully arrived at Ling Yao's home.

Gojo Satoru carried her to the door and put her down, "Do your homework well."

After speaking, he turned around and prepared to go back to the high school.

The corner of the clothes was pulled.

He stopped, looked sideways at the hand clutching the corner of his clothes, looked up, saw Ling Yao pursed his lips, and then whispered: "Can you leave later?"

"--what?"

"I have something to tell you."

"Yes." Gojo Goku rolled his eyes and smiled brilliantly, "Of course."

He turned around, leaned against the door, "Then go up first and open the window of your room."

"...No, mom and dad are not off work at this time, you can walk in through the door." Her eyes were a little more bitter: "You will smash my potted plant if you jump on the window."

"—?" Gojo Satoru was not happy on the spot, and slapped the door hard, squinting his eyes: "I am more important, or potted plants?"

"..."

Ling Yao didn't speak, Gojo Satoru felt that it was outrageous, and shouted: "Do you have to hesitate? Ah? Isn't the answer that you should choose me?"

"........."

"Hurry up! Even if you have to hesitate to choose me, you have enough time to hesitate, tell me the answer quickly!"

Ling Yao took a small step back, opened a little distance, and said seriously: "...you are all important."

"..." Gojo Satoru felt that he was going to die of anger, and he was about to rub the little girl's head with his hand, but Ling Yao seemed to have expected this result long ago, and kept leaning back.

Gojo Satoru grasped Ling Yao's head precisely, and shook it wildly, "A first-level curse spirit is trampled to death in front of me, where do you want to hide?"

The bell, which was still struggling weakly, stopped.

Gojo Satoru noticed, "What's wrong?"

After the words were finished, he saw Ling Yao slowly raised his hand, and with the washed white palm, he slowly held the palm of his hand that was pressing on her head.

Her hands are small, and they only have a slight weight when covered.

Under the palm of her hand, she raised her eyes, smiled at him and said, "I was worried at first, as long as that curse spirit doesn't hurt you."

"..."

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand, turned around, and faced the door.

He closed his eyes and ordered dryly: "Hurry up and open the door. If you have anything to say, finish as soon as possible. I have to go back to the high school. I'm very busy!"

"it is good."

Ling Yao found the key, opened the door, and turned on the light.

As soon as the light came on, a furry head protruded from the corner. After seeing the person who opened the door clearly with round eyes, it made a small "meow" sound.

After Ling Yao changed her shoes, Xiaobu ran towards the cat squatting in the corner.

She carefully picked up the kitten, and couldn't help showing a happy smile, "Bing Ding, why are you at the door? Didn't I put you in my room to sleep? Did you come to welcome me?"

"Meow -" the kitten called again.

Soft voice.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to your room to sleep." She rubbed the kitten's head.

Turning her head, she saw Gojo Satoru standing there, staring suspiciously at the cat in her arms.

The kitten seemed to have sensed the unkindness in Wutiao Wu's eyes, so he flinched a bit, and crawled into Ling Yao's arms.

Ling Yao said: "You won't ask me again, who is more important, you or Ling Dang?"

Gojo Gojo raised his chin, walked around her, walked up the stairs, and said arrogantly: "Childish."

"..."

When Ling Yao walked to her room with the kitten in her arms, Gojo Satoru had already poured cat food for the kitten with one hand and one cat bowl.

Hearing the sound of the bell ringing in, he said without raising his head: "It's too edible, right? I just poured a full bowl for it before I left, and there are only sixteen pieces of cat food left." gone."

Ling Yao blinked: "How do you know it's sixteen?"

"I counted it!"

"...Do you want to count this too?"

Gojo Satoru looked disgusted: "You are walking too slowly, I can only count the cat food in the bowl when I come up and wait for you."

She glanced at the cat she was holding in her arms again, and said with even more disgust: "Can you put it down? It's not that it has no legs, and it won't get lost at home. Why do you keep holding it?"

The kitten rubbed against her in its arms, looking at her with round eyes, curious and dependent.

Ling Yao felt a lot softer when holding it, so she didn't care about Gojo Satoru's not-so-good tone, and replied with a smile: "It's so cute when it's so small, I really miss it when it's so small. in my arms."

Gojo Satoru was speechless, "What kind of reason is this? - I will also become smaller."

"...?" Ling Yao stopped teasing the cat, raised her eyes, and looked at him.

Receiving Ling Yao's gaze, Gojo Gojo paused, "What kind of gaze is that?"

After a while, he raised his eyebrows and laughed, his eyes were curved, and his voice was loose: "Oh, do you want to hug me?"

"...Forget it." She lowered her head again and continued to tease the cat.

Wujo Wu's eyebrows fell, "Why don't you forget it?"

"You're not so cute, and you don't have soft fur, and you shouldn't be so comfortable to hold." She said very honestly.

Then--

A click.

Ling Yao looked up again, and saw the kitten's bag of cat food crushed into a ball in Gojo Satoru's hands.

She opened her eyes wide, "You, what are you doing?"

"I'll buy you a new one tomorrow."

"...but why are you pinching cat food?"

"What do you want to say to me?" Gojo Satoru didn't answer, he threw the crumpled cat food bag into the trash can, stood up, and walked in front of her.

"That..." When it comes to business.Ling Yao put the cat down, but the kitten still twisted its tail and didn't want to leave. She stroked its head and said to it, "Let's play by yourself for a while."

Only then did he raise his head to look at Gojo Satoru, after thinking about it, he first asked: "Actually, it's about you... You keep saying that you are the strongest, but I don't quite understand why you are the strongest?"

The picture was still for a second, and then, Gojo Satoru looked at Ling Yao with an expression that you were talking about something stupid, his eyebrows were furrowed into one line, and his face was speechless: "The strongest is the strongest."

"..." Ling Yao realized that the way she asked was wrong, and she was a little worried. After much deliberation, she decided to ask the most direct question: "I talked to Xia Youjie today."

Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows: "?"

Why suddenly mention Xia Youjie.

"He said you are the strongest, so I don't have to worry about you, but when I asked him why you are the strongest, he mentioned the no-lower-limit spell... Let me ask you personally." She spoke slowly, Because she didn't have a clue, she said a lot, and she didn't know if Gojo Satoru understood what she wanted to say.

She hung her head and was thinking about how to continue to express her meaning clearly.

At this time, she heard Gojo Gojo chuckled, very lightly, like a feather falling into his chest, gently scratching at the tip of his heart.

Then, Gojo Satoru's hand stretched out in front of her.

Ling Yao didn't understand what he meant, she looked up at him, "What?"

Gojo Satoru smiled, but restrained his usual lazy appearance, his voice was low and a little more patient, "Put your hand on it and try."

Ling Yao was at a loss in her heart, but she still listened to him, and slowly put her hand on it.

However, it stopped a little distance above his palm, and could not touch his palm no matter what.

She was stunned.

Looking up, Gojo Satoru was smiling at her, "This is my no lower limit spell."

"...That is, what do you mean by never meeting you?"

"Correct."

Then, the infinite distance between her and Gojo Satoru's palm disappeared, and her palm fell to fit Gojo Satoru's palm.

real touch.

It is the warm, dry and reassuring palm that I have felt many times.

His palm was wide, and her hand on it looked very small.

With the other hand, Gojo Satoru picked up a pen from the table and handed it to Ling Yao, and put it in Ling Yao's palm, then he stepped back a little, and stood a few steps away.

Said, "Throw me with it."

Ling Yao asked: "How to throw it?"

Gojo Satoru raised his lips and smiled nonchalantly, "It's better to throw it as an enemy."

"But..." She looked at the nib of the pen, if she really threw it as an enemy...it would hurt, right?

Seeming to see through her worries, Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "Don't worry about me, you saw it just now, don't worry if you can't touch me, just throw it away whatever you want."

Ling Yao held the pen, and threw it towards Gojo Satoru with force.

The pen stopped where it was about to touch Gojo Satoru.

Seeing this miraculous scene, Ling Yao rejoiced and said, "This technique of yours is so powerful that it really won't hurt you."

Hmm...but why Gojo Satoru's face is not so good-looking?

Ling Yao didn't know what was going on, she was stunned, looked at Wutiao Wu's black face, and asked in a low voice: "Wu... what's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru stood where he was.

Reach out.

Pointing to the place under his waist, he asked in a deep voice, "Why did you throw it here?"

Ling Yao looked at the place he was pointing at, her eyes were still ignorant: "I just threw it casually."

"Okay. You are short, I don't care about you." Gojo Satoru walked up to her, and in Ling Yao's bewildered expression, he paused every word without rushing, and said, "Munakata doesn't teach Your stuff, today I will teach you."

Ling Yao still couldn't figure it out, "What?"

Then, she saw that Wutiao Wu's eyebrows and eyes restrained the usual teasing.

The lowered voice carried a bit of a mature man's deep voice: "Don't touch a man below the waist or abdomen, otherwise--responsible, responsible, responsible."

"...?" Ling Yao opened her eyes wide, thought for a while, and then slowly said, "Will you be responsible if you encounter it?"

"Correct!"

"..." Ling Yao still felt a little incomprehensible, and looked down, the position below the waist...is it special?Isn't it just two legs?

Ah, Gojo Satoru's legs are so long, is it forbidden to touch such a long distance?

At the moment when Ling Yao looked down, Wujo Wujo slapped it.

Hold her head.

The sight of the eyes was also instantly blocked.

Then, she heard Gojo Satoru's voice, a little bit annoyed: "Where are you going to look!"

"...?" Ling Yao felt even more incomprehensible, "Isn't it okay to see?"

"Can't!"

The conditions are so harsh... Ling Yao suddenly felt that Wutiao Wutiao was so pitiful that such a long area needed to be carefully protected, so she said softly in a tone that was almost pity: "Wu, then you must protect yourself well." .”

Gojo Satoru: "?"

Why does it sound so wrong?