Gentlemen, I like chaos

She shouldn't have been led away.

He thought belatedly.

This woman is toxic.

***

When he was kicked out of the bed by the fox at night, Fu Heisher felt that his face was so dark that he could scare a nest of children to death, but the arrogant fox remained calm and occupied his bed and bed. Raised a fox paw at him.

"Your house is too small, there is no air conditioner, it's too cold, I can't stand it."

"If it's cold, go back to your own home." He felt calm to the extreme.

"No, I told Shunping that I won't go home for a few days." The fox jumped onto his pillow proudly, rubbed beside him for a while, and finally packed a nest and slept in it safely.

1 minutes passed.

"Aren't you sleeping?" It patted the bed next to it: "I don't mind if you come in, after all, humans and foxes have reproductive isolation, and you are very warm."

"Really?" He smiled angrily.

Fu Heisher has never seen such an unreasonable vixen in his life, with such a smooth tongue, he can turn white into black - of course, he has never seen a talking fox before.

But sleeping for nothing, he has no other thoughts about the fox, even if it is a woman.

He was very annoyed by the way women seemed to be in control of everything. To describe it in one sentence, they were incompatibility.

Lifting the quilt, lying in it, and covering it, Fuheshier closed his eyes and let his consciousness fall into a light sleep——if the fox next to him decides to play tricks, his hands will use the fastest speed to twist its neck , even that doesn't quite kill a vixen.

But a strange voice suddenly sounded from his ears. He vaguely heard the low moan of a woman who was about to cry, like singing a sad ditty, followed by the tingling sound of chewing bones, and various other sounds. The shrill, plaintive, and admiring wail played a multiplayer in his mind, and Fuheshier's eyes suddenly opened.

Is it a curse? !

"Not."

A light voice came from beside him: "That's because your spirituality has been mobilized. The unjustly dead wandering souls are eager to confide their hearts to you. They didn't turn into curses, but as remaining obsessions in the world. It can only be passed to the ears of the Onmyoji in a specific way."

"This is the essential difference between an onmyoji and a conjurer." The fox jumped onto the bedside table and turned on the night light: "Conjuration is about utilization, absorption and exorcism, while spiritual power is about purification. They are testing whether you Have a compassionate heart."

"A compassionate heart?"

Fuheshier seemed to hear a funny joke: "It's such a ridiculous reason to wake people up in the middle of the night. Do you think I look like a kind person?"

"of course not."

"That's it." He waved his hand a little coldly, trying to dispel the voice in his ears: "When will those guys disappear?"

"With your current spiritual power control ability, you can't disperse them freely, don't worry, they will leave by themselves when they find it's useless to find you..."

At this moment, the fox's expression suddenly became a little surprised. It glanced at him, and the furry tail behind it froze for a moment.

"what happened?"

Fuhesher twitched the corner of his mouth.

"They say you're a good man," said the fox dryly.

"what?"

"Miss Phantom said just now that you are a nice man and you are very patient with children."

"..."

Fu Heisher's eyelids twitched, he?A well-meaning, patient man with little children?

"...On this point, I reluctantly agree with Miss Ghost's words."

The vixen came back slowly, jumped out from the man's hand holding his tail, and landed on his hard stomach.

"You have really good abs." It tried to jump up and down twice, but was almost unable to stand still due to the sharp eyes of the man.

"Do you still have a little thing in your body? It's been a few months... no, how long have you been raising it?"

……

***

"It's called Choubao, it's such a cute name."

"You better stop talking."

He now felt that every word she said was mocking him.

"Why, isn't Ugly Baby cute? Or am I not cute?" The fox jumped onto his shoulder all of a sudden, and grabbed his collar tightly the moment he subconsciously threw it out.

"Don't tell me, it's a bit like riding a roller coaster." Her expression became excited.

Fu Heisher gritted his back molars, not knowing what to say, he choked out a sentence after a while.

"...You two are not cute."

"Pfft."

He Gezi laughed out loud.

The not-so-calm night ended in the noise of the fox. When the arrogant fox stepped on his chest and fell asleep, Fu Heisher suddenly realized belatedly that the noisy voices in his ears The sound has disappeared since I don't know when.

The world has become very quiet.

He lowered his head and stared at the sleeping fox with complicated eyes.

Did she do it?

He didn't know where she came from, nor what purpose she had. The only thing he could be sure of temporarily was that the woman... didn't intend to kill him.

Fu Heisher sighed silently, and closed his eyes. He thought he would be tortured by insomnia, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Sleepiness invaded his brain, and he fell into a deep sleep involuntarily.

There was no dream all night, and even a little trance when I woke up.

All of this is really not reality.

……

……

No, this is clearly a bizarre reality that is so absurd that it makes people feel dizzy.

When he found a naked woman lying next to the bed, Fu Heisher thought that he was so weak that he didn't even react to finding a woman last night.

But at the next moment, he suddenly showed a sour tooth expression of eating rotten fruit.

"Hello." He stretched out his hand and pushed her.

The sleeping woman woke up slowly under his pushing and shoving. When she realized her situation, she was stunned for a moment, and then wrapped herself in the quilt belatedly.

"...What the hell, it turned back?"

"..."

... This reaction, was she really playing tricks on him before?

……

"clothing."

"Ah."

Fu Heisher glanced at her, walked to the wardrobe irresistibly, found a shirt that he couldn't fit and threw it to her: "There are no women's clothes, if you don't want to wear them, you can try not to wear them."

"What about underwear?"

He Gezi wrapped herself into a rice dumpling, and looked at the man not far away with an unfriendly expression: "You don't intend to let me put on your clothes without wearing underwear, I didn't expect you to have such a strong taste..."

"Can't you become a fox? Change back again." Fu Heisher almost laughed angrily.

"Do you think I don't want to?"

Wakako's face was stinky, and even she didn't expect such a situation to happen to herself.Originally, she was going to tease him, but she didn't plan to have a real fight with him.

"The spiritual power in my body is not stable, and sometimes emergencies do occur."

——This starts with the garbage in the system pulling her down from the brink of prosperity.

At this moment of lack of faith, her strength has been greatly weakened, and according to the current situation, the god in Shanshen Village has not yet fallen.

Her appearance seemed to be taking advantage of the rules.

Fu Heisher looked at her suspiciously, and snorted softly: "What size do you wear?"

"what?"

"What size cup is your underwear?" The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, looking a little careless, and he asked casually, "Don't you want to buy underwear?"

"...34C."

"Yeah." He nodded, picked up the wallet from the bedside table, turned and walked out.

The moment he was about to go out, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at her with a half-smile.

"It's not particularly big."

"bump--"

The pillow was thrown on the ground, and a little bit of cotton wool dangled.

"Go to hell. Poor man, the pillow core is floating out."

Wakako pulled the quilt over her head, thinking depressingly and speechlessly that in her lifetime, she would still be laughed at for her bust size, or by a man whose chest muscles were about to catch up with hers.

It really is……

34C is obviously big, okay, Washio Kazuko's figure is very standard.

It would be nice to have smaller breasts, but the aesthetics of straight men are not desirable.

……

After taking over the necessary underwear and a very straight-looking dress, He Gezi closed the door and put on the little white dress twitchingly at the corner of her mouth, feeling like she had instantly turned into a pure and pitiful peerless little white flower.

She grinned at the mirror, rubbed her eyes a little red, pursed her lips harmlessly, then pushed open the door, looking pitifully at the man not far away who didn't know what he was up to.

"Mr. Fuhei."

"Have you changed it... What's your expression?"

Fu Heisher's mouth also twitched.

"Isn't Mr. Fu Hei good at this?"

He Gezi walked over weakly, pitifully and helplessly, grabbed the corner of his clothes, stared at him innocently, and then was taken a step back by Fu Heisher with a constipated expression on his face.

"Who told you I was good at this?"

Although he really likes gentle and shy women, the guy in front of him who pretends to be innocent is definitely not the type he likes.

It's terrible... That woman actually took the posture of a little sheep, almost as hard to look at as King Kong Barbie. Are all women such incomprehensible creatures?

"Hey, don't you like it?"

He Gezi's expression collapsed, and her pitiful and pitiful expression suddenly collapsed back to its original state, like the folk performance art of the flower grower next door - face changing.

Fu Heisher actually felt that the scene in front of him was much more pleasing to the eye like a shivering M.He shrugged, and took the shirt from the woman's hand irresistibly: "What are you going to do next?"

"I asked for three days off." He Gezi raised his eyebrows. "So, Mr. Fuhei, you still have the responsibility to accompany me to fill this vacant time."

"If you perform well, I will consider the next stage of spiritual guidance for you."

By the way, add the bondage of the gods for you.

"Well, it's a good deal, right?"

……

But the plan couldn't keep up with the change. At two o'clock in the afternoon, He Gezi received a call from the school's informant.

They were dealing with a curse spirit in Oshima Town at the moment, and Wakako was teaching Fuhei to release the spiritual power in his body - of course, she lent him the spiritual power temporarily.

"Just like this, feel the air flow in your body, imagine yourself as a big tree rooted in the woods, and the spiritual power flows along the veins to provide energy for your branches...I'll answer the phone first."

She let go of the man's hand, took out the flip phone from her pocket, and connected it.

"Moshi Moshi, this is Washio Wakako."

"Miss He Gezi!" The voice on the other end of the phone was anxious: "Miss Tian Nei suddenly fainted at school just now, and her caregiver has already picked her up. Look at this..."

"I see."

He Gezi hung up the phone, her complexion suddenly became very bad, and she rubbed her temples decadently.

"What's the matter." Fu Heisher next to her glanced at her: "What's the matter?"

"Well, I have to go. You should think about the perception of spiritual power first, and then contact me later." She put the phone back into her pocket, and said in a business-like manner, the usual smile disappeared from the corner of her mouth, which seemed a bit surprised indifferent.

Fu Heisher frowned subconsciously: "Then I won't give it away."

"Hmm." Wakako waved her hand and walked out of the alley neatly.

The man left behind was silent for a while, with an ambiguous expression on his face.

After a while, he snorted coldly.

"cut."

Fu Heisher suddenly realized that before that troublesome woman left, she didn't leave him any contact information at all.

Although I already knew the address of her home, but still, as expected...

Really annoying guy.

……

***

Wakako was not in a good mood, anyone who had their original plan interrupted by a phone call during vacation would feel very depressed, and she was no exception.

However, she did not willfully vent her anger on the ignorant little girl in Tiannei, but silently made another account for the system in her heart.

Speaking of which, the system has disappeared again in the past two days, and I don't know which corner it is nesting in, thinking of some messy bad ideas.

After all, it's not what she needs to think about now.

Without looking up, she stopped a taxi, reported the address of Lizi's house in Tennei, and then called a series of numbers in the car.

"Moxi Moxi, this is Tiannei's house."

"Is it Ms. Kuroi?" Wakako's mouth twitched, "I'm Tennai's teacher Washio Wakako, you should have some impression of my name."

【Ding--】

It seems that she has her own perception in the dark. At the moment she said this sentence, the invisible thread was artificially moved.

[When you hear the name "Woseo Wakako", your spirit will be under my control, and you will know that Washio Wakako is the only person in this world who will not hurt Amana Riko, and you will trust her wholeheartedly . 】

A vague memory flashed through her brain, Misato Kuroi's expression was in a trance for a moment, her eyes became a little empty, and she repeated unconsciously: "It's... Teacher Washio Kazuko..."

"Yes."

[When you get further hints, you will give up all defenses and accept all orders from Washio Kazuko—except the order to hurt Riko Amauchi. 】

"Ah, so it's Mr. Washio!" Kuroi Misato's eyes lit up, as if she had found her backbone: "Teacher, miss, she fainted suddenly, I don't know what happened, miss Will it be all right?"

"Don't worry, Misato, I'm coming to see you."

Wakako's voice was gentle and full of strength, which immediately wiped away the panic in Kuroi Misato's heart. She nodded and said with full confidence: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

……

The weather is not very good, and there is a faint smell of saltiness in the air.

Wakako got off the car at the gate of Tennei's house, handed the driver the fare, turned around and saw Kuroi Misato waiting at the gate.

Her eyes narrowed.Misato Kuroi comes from a family of magic spells, a very special family that has served the astral body for generations.The so-called astral body is a human being carefully recruited for assimilation by a guy with the so-called [immortality] technique in order to prevent unpredictable evolution.

She was very interested in the immortal Tianyuan, and she could even vaguely feel a trace of the afterglow of the Shinto era from the astral body of Riko Tennei.

She should be a guy with very good strength, but unfortunately, with her current strength, she can't bear it.

"Ms. Washio!"

Kuroi Misato noticed her and raised her right hand high.Wakako walked over at a faster speed, and nodded to the maid under the surprised expression:

"I'm here, how is Riko doing?"

Heijing's expression remained unchanged: "I can't feel the cursed breath on my body, but I just can't wake up."

"Let me take a look."

"Okay, teacher, follow me here."

The two walked around the well-decorated living room and entered the girl's bedroom. The moment they stepped into the bedroom, Wakako's eyes narrowed subconsciously.

She saw a phantom on the girl's body, an illusory thing was competing with her for the ownership of her body.

That really wasn't a curse.

It was a grotesque ghost, like a green will-o'-the-wisp, with a pair of red swirls on its cheeks.

Seeing her coming in, the ghost raised his head and glanced at her from his busy schedule, and froze the moment he caught her sight.

"What's the matter, do you feel a different aura?"

He Gezi walked over with a smile, reached out and picked up the green ghost: "I thought something was causing the trouble, so it turned out to be such a weak little guy."

"This uncle is not a little guy, this uncle is Lord Little Dimple, a powerful evil spirit..."

"Small dimple?" Wakako poked the blush on its cheeks, nodded thoughtfully: "It's a very appropriate name, for the sake of not hurting Riko, I'll give you a minute to explain it to me What were you doing just now, otherwise..."

She unleashes the coercion of the gods.

"I, I say! My uncle just say it!"

The will-o'-the-wisp drifted over timidly, bypassing the confused Misato Kuroi, and followed Wakako out.

"Don't worry." Wakako pointed to the sleeping girl on the bed: "She will wake up in a while."

……

"...That's how it happened. My uncle just saw an evil spirit planning to eat that woman, so he showed kindness and helped her drive that guy away. He is her savior!"

"Then why did you get on her body? If I'm not mistaken, you were robbing her body at that time." Wakako looked at it calmly.

"No! This uncle would never do such a thing! This uncle is...is...well..."

Under the eyes of the woman who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Will-o'-the-wisp shrank his neck in embarrassment: "I just... discovered her body, and... it's very useful... just on a whim..."

"My uncle didn't expect that she was the person you were covering, and I won't do this in the future. See if..."

The little dimple rubbed the back of her hand obsequiously.

"Is it what?"

He Gezi raised his eyebrows knowingly asking the question.

"Just... be magnanimous, let's get even, shall we?"

"You think very well." Wageko smiled angrily, and she stretched out her hand to hold its neck: "What gave you confidence, made you feel that you can negotiate terms with me, a little ghost is quite courageous .”

"My uncle was very powerful before, but it was just bad luck..."

"Oh?" He Gezi listened to it and said nonsense: "What's wrong with bad luck?"

"...No, it's nothing." The ghost fire suddenly shut his mouth and stopped talking.

"Are you arousing my curiosity and asking me to ask what happened to you?"

Now she was really interested: "Why did you do this? Something happened that I don't know? It used to be very powerful, but now it has become so weak... Oh, it must have been weakened."

She came to the conclusion: "You want to lead me to the man who weakened you?"

"...My uncle hasn't said this yet, you have already guessed everything."

The expression of the will-o'-the-wisp was a bit tangled, and it struggled slightly: "That's what you said, I can tell you about a potential superpower, in exchange, you let me go, how about it?"

"Superpower..."

He Gezi thought about these two words, his eyes slowly opened wide.

Nine out of ten people who use this name are not conjurers. For various reasons, most of those with conjuration talents will be discovered by high-level specialists, and those who can weaken the ghosts that ordinary conjurers cannot see are also called conjurers. A guy with superpowers...

"Take me to see him."

"Then... when the time comes..." The ghost fire looked at her shyly.

"If what you said is true, then I will let you go." He Gezi patted its head, thinking it was very friendly and said: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

At this moment, the door behind her was suddenly pushed open, and Kuroi Misato came out with an excited expression: "Ms. Washio, Miss is awake!"

Ah, almost forgot this one.

He Gezi stepped into the girl's boudoir with her dimple in her hand, and met the girl who was about to get up.

"Ms. Washio?!"

The girl looked very surprised. She put the water glass on the bedside table, as if she wanted to get out of bed to receive guests.

"You are a patient, please lie down." He Gezi walked quickly to her bed and helped her back.

"Misato and I used to be old acquaintances. We also heard that Tiannai fainted at school today, so we decided to come and see you on our own. It's great that Tiannai is fine."

"So that's the case, thank you teacher."

Riko Tenuchi looked very flattered: "Teacher is always very busy at school. We don't dare to disturb you. I didn't expect Mr. Washio to come to see me... Anyway, Mr. Washio and Kuro Did Jing know each other before, I haven’t heard her talk about it before.”

Hei Jing who was next to him stood up in time: "It's like this, because the young lady didn't take the initiative to tell me about Mr. Washio, so I didn't tell the young lady."

"That's it." The girl's face bulged: "Heijing, you are still too out of touch. This kind of thing can be said casually as a daily chore, and there is no need to deliberately find time."

She turned her head again, this time with a more relaxed expression: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect Mr. Washio to have such a relationship with our family. Last time I talked about Mr. Washio with Yami and the others."

"Hey, me?" Wakako's eyes widened a little.

"Oops, missed the point."

The girl covered her mouth in embarrassment: "It's a bit bad to talk about the teacher behind your back, but everyone is praising you. Your class is very interesting. As a concubine, I am more interested in the tram problem you mentioned last time." .”

The concubine's strange oral habit made Wakako's eyes a little surprised. She thought about it for a while: "The tram problem is actually knowledge related to ethics. I am interested in Tiannai and I will find some similar books for you next time."

"Can you?" The girl showed a surprised expression.

"of course."

He Gezi smiled very gently: "A studious child is very pleasing to the teacher. In addition, if you have any troubles in life in the future and want to talk to someone, or simply want to share your life, you are welcome to come during the break. The counseling room is looking for me. You know, our school’s psychological counseling has just started, and many students are reluctant to come to the teacher to talk, and the teacher is also very distressed."

The young female teacher frowned slightly, seeing such a scene inexplicably gave the girl a pleasing aesthetic feeling, she suddenly felt responsible, and put her hand on the female teacher's shoulder: "Don't worry, teacher, you Your worries are very correct, and I will try my best to help you solve them!"

"After I return to school, I will immediately mobilize the whole class to talk to you. Everyone will line up and come one by one. Don't worry, there will be no one missing!"

"……and many more."

"What's the matter, Washio-sensei, is there something wrong with what I just said?"

"..."

Looking at the girl's big innocent eyes, He Gezi swallowed the refusal with difficulty, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she thought, I just let you come to my office when you have nothing to do. You have attracted the whole class.

If they all come, can she still go to get off work?

……

……

When she left, the little girl had already gotten to know her well. It seemed that out of a weird misunderstanding, Tennai concluded that Mr. Washio was a gentle, kind and weak woman, and believed that as a student, he had the responsibility to help Mr. Washio better. into the class.After trying to correct it in vain, Wakako accepted the persona with a deep filter very shamelessly, and stepped out of the gate of Tiannai's house with the small dimple of the trophy in the girl's enthusiastic and lively farewell voice.

The moment she went out, her expression suddenly collapsed.

"Ah, ah, what a pain, the future of unlimited overtime can already be foreseen."

"Is being a teacher so painful?" Little Dimple asked curiously.

"No, it's just that I hate working overtime and those chattering students—except for cute kids."

She shook the will-o'-the-wisp ghost in her hand, and stopped in satisfaction amid the other party's complaints that "my handsome image is about to collapse":

"Okay, now you can tell me where the guy you mentioned is."

……

**

"The Shadow Mountain family?"

He Gezi read the name written on the hanging sign in front of the door: "Is he the son of this family?"

"That's right, it's this one."

Because it returned to the familiar land, the state of the ghost suddenly became more relaxed. It circled the house excitedly, muttering some incomprehensible words while circling.Wakako ignored its bewildering behavior. She observed the air channels in the house for a while, and faintly noticed an air flow that was different from other land boundaries.

"Excuse me... are you here as a guest?"

A boy's voice suddenly came from behind.

He Gezi turned her head and found a young boy with a black prickly hair looking at her. Seeing her turn her head, there was a strange expression on her face: "There is this thing..."

He pointed to the small dimple floating in the air.

"Is this yours?"

……

"The parents at home haven't left work yet. If you look for them, you may have to wait here for a while."

The boy took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet and prepared them: "My name is Yingshan Ritsu, and I am the second son of this family. May I ask who you are..."

"..."

Wakako didn't take the other person's words, and waited until the young man gave him a puzzled look, and then said belatedly: "...Sorry, I accidentally lost my mind just now, my name is Washio Wakako, I'm a psychiatrist, but the real Identity, is a superpower."

Her tone was a little hesitant:

"Kageyama-kun, didn't you realize that you are also a superpower?"

The boy's eyes widened suddenly.

"What did you say?"

Ahhh, could it be that he has identified the wrong person, but this guy does have some spiritual power left on his body. Could it be that he is not the one that the dimples are talking about?

She glanced at the ghost beside her who silently lowered her sense of existence, and decided to ask it later, but her face was sincere, and she continued to flicker: "It's really surprising, the potential of Mr. Yingshan is very good, I don't know For some reason you never discovered your talent, but it's easy to find out."

She tilted her head slightly: "Can I go in and talk?"

"Ah... please come in."

Kageyama Ritsu welcomed her in with a dazed expression. To be honest, every time Wakako saw his hairstyle, he would always think of a high school student ten years later—yes, she was talking about Fuguro Megumi.Hui's hairstyle is so similar to Ritsu Kageyama's, and the two look a little similar, if it wasn't for just crossing the road with his bastard father, and observed that the man is exactly the same as Fu Heihui but completely different from 360°. With such a handsome face, Wakako really has to wonder if Kei and Ritsu Kageyama are related by blood.

Of course, there is also a possibility that Yingshan Ritsu was actually born by Fu Heisher.

...What the hell is this feeling of wanting to laugh and being speechless.

Returning to her thoughts, Wakako followed the stiff young man into his bedroom. After feeling a little lamented that a young boy of this age didn't plaster Naruto's posters all over the bedroom, she stopped Ritsu Kageyama: "Kageyama-kun."

"...um, what?"

Kageyama Ritsu turned his head stiffly.

"Aren't you going to experiment with superpowers? What are you doing with a spoon?"

Does a normal toddler keep a bunch of spoons hidden in the bedroom?

"Shouldn't testing superpowers..."

Under the woman's increasingly strange eyes, Kageyama Ritsu lowered his eyes: "Sure enough, what you said about testing my superpowers, saying that I have talents... are all lies."

"...It doesn't exist at all, I... have no talent."

His voice was a bit unwilling: "If you are also a member of the so-called super power awakening society, please leave. I don't need unnecessary super power awakening training. If you are not capable, you are not capable. There is no such thing as hard work making up for one's weakness." ……What are you doing?"

"...Break the spoon."

He Gezi looked at him helplessly: "Where do the children nowadays get this strange concept, thinking that people with superpowers must be able to break iron spoons?"

After all, she is also a god, it would be too shameful to be reduced to fooling people with a broken spoon.

He Gezi shook his head, broke off the iron spoon, and threw it aside casually, then rubbed the boy's dull hair under the boy's eyes that suddenly lit up—well, it was a little more prickly than Hui's.

"Are you stupid? Do you think you are an ordinary person after seeing ghosts?"

She sighed: "Come on, put your hands up, and think about what you want to do... Forget it, let's start by breaking the spoon, feel the spiritual power in the body, and let it concentrate on the fragile root of the spoon... "

"Snapped."

As soon as the words fell, the spoon suddenly twisted into a knot.

Eh?

As soon as the words of praise came to his lips, the boy lowered his head again: "No... I only succeeded once, but now I can't do it again. Was it really me who did it just now? Why this time..."

"Don't panic."

It was also the first time for He Gezi to meet such a gifted but glass-hearted kid. Thinking that the other party was only 13 years old, she couldn't help sighing, and coaxed patiently: "Mr. Yingshan is just too anxious, calm down, Let's do it twice."

……

An hour later, He Gezi and Kageko Ritsu exchanged contact information, and after agreeing to get together to practice spiritual power every weekend, they walked out of Kageko's house with a tired face.

She is also convinced, are children nowadays so delicate in their minds, they are so talented, yet they don't have the slightest bit of self-confidence, and they always want to take some weird and crooked paths.

Just when he was about to go back and torture his secretive dimples, He Gezi's expression froze suddenly, and he froze in place.

She saw two familiar figures.One of them was unusually tall, with a head of white hair, and a toad mirror on his face to make him look handsome.The other one was dressed in a refined manner, with a cute ball head on his head, and was helplessly watching his companion bark his teeth and claws, showing the same unlovable expression on his face as Wakako.

Wakako's head began to ache.As soon as she saw these two guys, she thought of the one hundred thousand merits she had missed, as well as the group of subordinates who managed to get it but were ruthlessly sealed.

Seeing that she was about to pass the two of them head-on, she sighed and took two steps to the side, trying to avoid the confrontation.

"...Miss Washio?"

However, he still didn't escape.

"Ah, is it Mr. Xia You?"

Xia Youjie was still a little hesitant at first, but when she turned around, he breathed a sigh of relief: "So it's not that I mistook someone, Miss He Gezi just got off work?"

"Well, I just came back from a visit to a student's home." She pursed her lips, looking a little shy: "This is..."

"It's my classmate Gojo Satoru."

"Hey, Miss Washio."

Gojo Satoru said hello carelessly.

"Good day, Gojo-kun." Wakako bowed, "My name is Washio Wakako, and I was Xia You-kun's former client."

"Has Miss Washio encountered similar troubles recently?" Xia Youjie asked.

"It's much better, thank you Xia You for your concern."

Wakako's gaze swept across Gojo Satoru, who was smiling and cheerful, and her eyelids twitched. This guy's six eyes are too evil. If possible, she didn't want to have unnecessary relations with him.

But if you do meet, you don't have to hide it, it looks weird instead.

As her thoughts flowed, her expression became more and more shy, and she smiled shyly: "What are Mr. Xia You and Mr. Wutiao going to do...well, if it can be said?"

"It's not a big deal." Xia Youjie was a little amused: "We're just looking for a place to eat."

"That's it." He Gezi was stunned, a little embarrassed: "Then... I won't bother you, and I will thank Mr. Xia You if I have a chance later."

"Miss Wakako, you don't have to be so polite."

"Well, Mr. Xia You, goodbye Mr. Wujo, I'll take a step first."

"Be careful on the road."

……

After He Gezi left, Xia Youjie breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's really troublesome to talk to this kind of Chinese-born lady... Wu, what are you looking at?"

Gojo Satoru picked up a simple cigarette case from the ground, and pulled out a cigarette: "So it's really cigarettes..."

"cigarette?"

Xia Youjie leaned over: "This is...Miss Washio fell here just now?"

"Yes." Gojo Satoru nodded: "This brand of cigarettes, if I remember correctly, should be a very strong model... I didn't expect that this quiet-looking vulture