The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

As soon as Gojo Satoru let go, Ling Yao trotted to the center of the cafe, stepping on a pool of blood along the way and splashing a few clusters of blood.

Gojo Satoru frowned: "Don't run around."

Ling Yao looked at him, and begged him in a soft voice: "I still have something to do now, one minute, don't bother me, okay?"

Gojo Satoru saw that she almost tripped over a broken arm: "You..."

Immediately, the words behind him disappeared in a moment of stupefaction.

In the middle of the cafe where the fleshy blood was scattered, Ling Yao stood there, gently closing her eyes, her long eyelashes covering the fundus of her eyes.

There were faint halos condensing around, covering the bell, and when she opened her eyes again, those halos turned into fireflies flying all over the sky.

Ling Yao stood in the center, and the sky was full of fireflies jumping happily, like raindrops in a storm, shuttled across her skirt and cuffs.

The corpses lying on the ground gradually pieced together into a complete human body.

The couple who died first at the front desk, the guests lying on the ground, the waiters, the store manager, Liu Ying curled up their bodies like newborns and gave birth to a complete body.

The bloodstains on the floor also disappeared inch by inch, and whole people lay on the ground, as if they had passed out.

The night was dark, and the rush hour for the traffic on the long street had already passed. Rows of shops along the street were lit with neon lights, and lights of all sizes along the street looked like a dazzling array of gems.

A few cars parked in front of the coffee shop at the end of the street. A group of people in blue uniforms got out of the car one after another. The neon lights above their heads were bustling and bustling. At this time, they looked a little sluggish under the siege.

When you push the door and go in.

The automatic welcome device on the door makes a "welcome" sound.

The waitress closest to the door hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the need, but noticed the serious faces of the group of people who came in, she was frightened for a while, and forgot what to say.

"Fushimi brother——"

Fushimi Saru Hiko heard someone call his name, and then saw the bell ringing at a table in the corner, and she was waving happily to herself: "I'm here."

There was an unknown person sitting next to her.

White hair, wearing weird little black sunglasses, he stretched out his hands very long, and was pressing the bell's head. After she greeted her, he pressed her distracted head back and said: "Why? You don't know how to do such a simple homework?"

Fushimi Sarubigu walked to Ling Yao's table, pulled out the chair and sat opposite Ling Yao, and asked, "It seems that you solved it smoothly this time?"

Ling Yao's head was pinned down by the person next to her, unable to move, so she had to show her a friendly smile, "Yes."

Fushimi Aruhiko clicked his tongue, and seemed to feel that something was wrong: "From the past deaths, the special ability this time is not simple, even if it is you, it is not so easy to handle."

"That...someone will help this time." Ling Yao pointed to Wujo Wu who was holding her head, "It's him."

"Tsk." Fushimi Sarubiko took a look at Gojo Satoru, and said lightly, "It doesn't look like a reliable guy."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes: "What did you say?"

Fushimi Ape Bigu spoke indifferently: "I said, a person who bullies a middle school girl doesn't seem like a reliable guy."

"Oh."

Gojo Satoru took a look at Ling Yao who was sitting next to him, the little girl was thin and small, her head was clasped by his hand, and the furry one was not as big as his hand, and she felt that she could explode with just a light squeeze.

Her hair was neatly tied into a ponytail, and under the bangs on her forehead, she was looking at herself with blinking eyes, and she pursed her mouth to express her dissatisfaction that her head was being held.

So, with a hook of his fingers, he tore off the hair tie that tied her braids, and rubbed wildly on the top of her loose hair like a storm.

Knead unceremoniously.

The soft and smooth hair instantly turned into a chicken coop after the storm swept through, with fluff and mess.

Gojo Satoru let go of his hand in satisfaction, and then smiled at Fushimi Saruhiko: "Isn't this going too far?"

Fushimi Saru Hiko: "..." You must be insane.

Ling Yao: "..." Why was I the one who got hurt.

Ling Yao picked up the pen, intending to write down the result of the calculation just now, so as not to forget it if she was delayed.

As soon as the pen cap was removed, two voices sounded at the same time.

Fushimi Saru Hiko: "Can you do your homework like this?"

Gojo Satoru: "Just now I said that your calculation was wrong, but you still choose."

Ling Yao paused at the tip of her pen, raised her eyes to meet the two gazes, thought for a while, homework is more important, so she slowly turned her head and asked Gojo Wu: "But... I just calculated this is the result."

Gojo Satoru pointed to the calculation steps on her draft paper: "It's a mistake here, idiot."

Ling Yao looked at it for two seconds, then came to her senses, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I did miscalculate."

Fushimi Saru Hiko quietly watched the two of them back and forth, and asked, "Is this your classmate?"

"Ah?" Ling Yao came back to her senses, and shook her head quickly, unexpectedly retorting with Gojo Wu in unison: "Of course not."

"Tsk." Fushimi Saruhiko smiled lightly, stood up, and put his hand on the saber by his waist, "Since the matter is settled, I can also finish working overtime. It seems that I don't need me to send you back today." Home?"

Ling Yao blinked her eyes in a daze: "Why?"

Fushimi Saruhiko said with a smile: "If this guy drops you halfway, you can call me and I will come over."

"Well, thank you Fushimi."

"Didn't you agree to call me brother?"

"Thank you brother Fushimi."

"Then I'll go first, see you next time."

The device on the automatic door made a sound of "welcome next time".

Outside the shattered and scattered floor-to-ceiling windows, a long line of parked cars left in an orderly manner, and the neon lights were still shining brightly, illuminating the hustle and bustle of the long street.

The cafe returned to the same peaceful and bustling streets as the streets. After waking up, the guests continued to eat desserts and chat. There was a sweet smell in the air.

"Time to answer my question, Ringer."

Gojo Satoru leaned back and leaned against the soft sofa chair. His slender figure looked lazy and casual on the soft chair, but such a carefree sitting posture was particularly eye-catching on him.

Ling Yao watched Fushimi Saruhiko and his car leave, and when she heard the sound and turned her head, she met Gojo Satoru's half-blue eyes slightly revealed.

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and his eyes were a breathtaking blue, which made him look more serious and kind than suddenly rubbing her head like crazy just now, but Ling Yao inexplicably felt a little cold behind her.

She subconsciously moved back.

Before the butt moved even a centimeter, Gogo Wu's long arms scooped her up and easily lifted her back. He leaned forward and pulled her to the front of him, getting very close.

He was close enough to see the eyes behind the small sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and the thick eyelashes when he looked down at her. He smiled casually: "What's the matter, are you so afraid of me now?"

"No……"

"Oh. I'm not afraid of me." Gojo Satoru didn't let go of her, bent down and stared at her for a while, then rolled his eyes, and smiled lightly and frivolously: "Then it's not bad to call me brother, right?"

Ling Yao was a little confused: "You look much older than me, and you should be called brother, but... why did you suddenly correct the address."

"Then call and listen."

"elder brother."

"Add a name. Like just now."

"Brother Wutiao?"

"Very good, little bell ringing."

Ling Yao was speechless: "...Don't be like Brother Fushimi, okay?"

Seeing that Gojo Satoru's face was not very good-looking, and he reached out to hurt her head again, she covered her hair first, and surrendered: "First, let's talk about the business first."

The waitress came over at this time, and said to Gojo Satoru: "Sorry, we are going to close early today, I am really sorry, something happened in the store today."

Gojo Satoru let go of the bell for a while, his eyes touched the pile of sweets and hot cocoa on the table, and he said to the waitress, "Has she paid for these?"

"not yet."

"Then I'll come."

Gojo Satoru stood up and followed the waitress to the front desk. He was tall and became the focus of sight in the cafe when he stood up.

The man and woman who were dating at the front desk noticed Gojo Satoru walked over, and the girl complained dissatisfiedly: "Look at you, and then look at other people's boyfriends, you even make appointments with me."

The man replied: "I know that compared with other people's boyfriends, are you half as cute as other people's girlfriends?"

After packing up her schoolbag, the bell that came after her said, "?"

They... Are they talking about her and Gojo Satoru?

As if to confirm her suspicion, the woman said again: "The watch in your hand is a birthday present from me, your sneakers are a gift from Valentine's Day, and your coat is a congratulatory gift for finding a job. I spent money on everything on my body, but what did you give me? You only gave me an open-shelf lipstick, and it was the cheapest one in my makeup bag. Now you’re still dating me, Do you want to break up with me?"

The man seemed to be humiliated by being scolded all the time, and said angrily: "You still have the face to accuse me, every time you go out, you are looking at other men, the little brother who delivers flyers on the road, the little brother who works as a cashier in the store, look at one Just one compliment, now you still use a high school student to laugh at me, in your eyes, I am not even as good as this high school student?"

The woman blushed and was about to refute, but the voice of the cashier lady at the front desk interrupted her rebuttal.

"Hello, a total of 48 yuan."

The lights above the head are dazzling, and the smile of the cashier lady is becoming more and more charming.

The couple who are arguing: "...?"

Ling Yao who had just followed up and walked to Wujo Wu's side: "..."

The couple's quarrel broke out even more fiercely, and the woman was furious: "Look at you! Why do you look down on other high school students, and the money that other high school students spend on treating their girlfriends to a dessert is worth a month's salary of yours! "

Little girlfriend. Mingming only ordered two pieces of cake and a cup of cocoa. I have never seen so much pocket money in my life. Bell ringing: Pupil earthquake.