Illness Men's Manual

"Jay? Wu?"

Jia Ruzi, who was carrying the dinner plate, paused, feeling a little confused, "Why are you here? Isn't the mission location in Gunma County?"

At least it's a one-day round trip.

"Yeah, the food over there is not tasty, so I just hitchhiked and came back. I'm exhausted."

Gojo Satoru's sitting posture can be said to be the worst in history, just like his personality. He sighed with his hairy silver head up, his long legs just spread apart, and his arms were lazily resting on the back of the chair.

"It happened that I didn't eat, so I came to this store."

"I didn't expect you to come out to eat together." Xia Youjie propped his elbows on the table and raised his profile, staring at Wuzhi in the middle, his eyes swept across the other's skirt, the graceful swan neck extended to the depth of the neckline be hidden.

"Finally changed into school uniform, Kiriori...student."

The following two words are subtly hidden in the coda.

Xia Youjie glanced at the end of his eyes with his fingertips on the side of his face, and his covered eyes slipped down the skirt of the other party's clothes.

The dark school uniform short skirt does not reach the knees, revealing half of the fair thighs, and the delicate skin texture triggers a deeper reverie.

No wonder it attracts so many strike-ups.

"Tsk, it's ugly."

Gojo Satoru rubbed his head, briefly looked at Yuzhi and his eyes, his Adam's apple slid inaudibly a few times, and then he looked away, muttering: "It's not as good as the previous witch costume."

Xia Youjie and Wuzhi said in unison: "This is called a maiden costume."

Little devil with no common sense.

"Because he is a distant relative of Diva's family, so there are many traditional customs." Xia Youjie stared at the delicious lunch on the plate after explaining, and glanced at him.

"I haven't ordered food yet, Wu."

"what?"

Gojo Satoru turned his head and glanced at the ordering counter that was still queuing up, showing a disgusted expression: "You go by yourself! Isn't there something to eat here?"

"This is what Wuzhi and I ordered. It's definitely not enough for you to eat. Obediently go to line up to order."

Jia Ruozi guarded the food vigilantly, and handed her the ham and bread on the dinner plate, "This is a new product that many people have ordered recently."

He took a bite with Kiriori, and gradually revealed a subtle expression against the scorching gaze of the two.

The taste is... quite complicated.

There are more and more food tastes in this world.

"What is this?" Gojo Satoru pointed to the bread in her hand, pinching the golden pastry bread with his slender fingers, which had an extraordinarily delicious visual filter, and he leaned over to sniff it lightly.

He Wuzhi frowned, but stopped when he was about to say something.

Wujo Wu's face got closer and closer, the sweet and soft breath aroused a strong sense of hunger, he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his lips, Xia Youjie suddenly felt bad about this familiar expression and trick.

"Hey……"

"Ahhh."

Caught off guard, he took a bite.

"!!!"

Jiarui Nitzi was startled, staring at the half of the bread in Wuzhi's hand.

"..."

Xia Youjie propped his forehead expressionlessly, and sure enough, he was a step slower.

I thought he wouldn't be able to do this... I underestimated this guy's mobility.

"you you……"

Wuzhi was a little dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, he ate so much in one bite?

What a huge mouth of the abyss is this! ?

"Well, is it really a new product?" Gojo Satoru complained inarticulately while chewing the food in his mouth, "It's actually salty! It's too bad!"

Gojo Satoru, who was reluctant to swallow, lingered on the other person's face, as if he wanted to see the reaction of Wuzhi, and deliberately wiped the bread crumbs from the corner of his mouth with his thumb slowly.

"I recommend another creamy strawberry frosting bread for you. As for this kind, you can throw it away."

Yuwuzhi tugged at the corners of his mouth, pressed the blue veins on his forehead and responded: "...Is that so, but please don't waste food, next time please ask Wujo to buy it by yourself."

Wujo Wujo rested his chin: "It's not a waste of food to be eaten by me."

Although Yuwuori's face changed, he still picked up the bread and continued to eat it calmly. After all, this was not the first time this happened.

"you……"

Xia Youjie was slightly stunned, with a slightly hesitant expression: "Do you mind?"

"Mind what?"

Separated from Wuzhi, he looked at him from the corner of the eye.

"If it was something that guy ate with me, I would throw it away without hesitation." Jiarui Yanzi swallowed with difficulty, thinking for a while to make an affirmative statement.

"It's so cold."

Gojo Satoru wasn't surprised at all, and stared at Yuri with a smile.

Probably because he thought that the other party was not an ordinary existence, even if he couldn't find any evidence, he firmly believed, so this further confirmed his guess.

"..."

I paused with Kiriori, did I just throw away the food like this?

makes sense.

Today's human beings don't need to worry about food and clothing at all, and even a high school student like her has the so-called 'success without hard work'.

When she was born, food was very rare at that time, and most of the villagers' food had to be handed over to nobles and frontline soldiers.

In addition to wars, almost all diseases are caused by famine caused by food and continue to mutate and spread.

In contrast, at that time, many people's desire was only to have food and clothing.

As she gets more and more in touch with the world and Wuzhi, she will inevitably recall the past, so she turns to look at Xia Youjie.

"you too?"

"……what?"

Xia Youjie glanced at his best friend who seemed to be in a good mood, rubbed his fingertips on his chin and pondered for a moment, although he really wanted to tell her that it would be better to throw it away, but he still said honestly: "Not really, unless he eats disgusting food."

For example, after eating it, he disliked the taste and vomited it back to him.

Generally, this kind of situation is difficult to end peacefully.

"Hey, what's disgusting?" Gojo Satoru was dissatisfied, showing a disdainful expression: "I'm kind enough to help you taste the taste first, it's Jie, your taste is too bad!"

"It's not a good idea for a young child whose brain is wormed by sweet cravings."

"Do you want to fight?"

"The loser goes to order?"

"go!"

Jia Ruozi took a bite of the bread expressionlessly, watched the two childish DK walk out with their shoulders crossed, and then moved their eyes to Yuri's hand.

The appearance of eating slowly seems to really not mind.

"I always feel that the food in other people's hands looks tastier."

The rubbish words that Gojo Satoru often talked about came to mind, and Jiarui Nigzi pointed to the other party's bread, "Can I have a bite too?"

It was obviously the same meal, but Kiriori handed it over without any hesitation.

After all, it was bought by others.

Seeing her raising her hand to roll up the short hair around her ears, she took a shallow bite at the place where she had bitten with Kiriori, and the rich scent slid down the tip of her nose into her mouth, showing a thoughtful expression.

"It's obviously delicious, do you want to try mine?"

……

Even though they are all the same set meal, does exchanging each other really make the food delicious?

Yogiri stared blankly at the little bread left.

"I'm back."

Seeing Xia Youjie coming with his hands copying the money in his pockets, Jia Ruzi turned his head and glanced at the order counter behind him.

as predicted.

"Today Wu treats guests, you can add some to whatever you want."

Xia Youjie took the time to sit back in his seat, a strand of hair hanging from his forehead just fell on his lips, his thin eyelids narrowed slightly, like a lazy fox.

"Really?"

Jia Ruozi's eyes lit up and he got up immediately.

There are not many opportunities to kill Gojo Satoru.

Turning his head, he saw that Glass was handing the menu to Gojo Satoru who was standing in the line, and then the two started pointing and talking, and saw Gojo Satoru's face collapsed because of trouble.

Xia Youjie raised the corners of his lips gloating.

Yuwuzhi finished eating quickly, took a sip of the juice in the set meal, it tasted sour and sweet.

He also glanced at Gojo Satoru who lined up angrily.

It looks like that guy lost.

It stands to reason that Gojo Satoru's combat power would not have the possibility of losing, and besides the slightly wrinkled clothes, there is no trace of mana fluctuations, if it is just a simple fight...

Will you lose?

Yuriori raised his lower eyelids, biting the straw subconsciously.

If this is the case, then their relationship is really good.

Such a person has weaknesses, right?

But for the time being, no obvious flaws of the other party have been found, so we can't jump to conclusions.

Xia Youjie pulled up his collar to let off steam, glanced at his surroundings and seemed to be stretching unintentionally: "I'm really tired after rushing back from Qunma County, and I was dragged out by Wu to exercise for a while. Hot and thirsty."

"..."

Rubbing the body of the cup unconsciously with Kiriori's fingertips, if he could find Gojo Satoru's weakness, he would be able to deal with that dangerous guy.

Even the gods are afraid... the strongest magician.

She is different from the gods who live in Gaotianyuan. Those gods have been high above since their birth, and they maintain the so-called balance in giving or giving.

And as the nameless god, she is more attached to the human world. Even if Gojo Satoru didn't follow her, she would not be happy with the development of this tilted world.

"Ah, I was ignored."

Xia Youjie looked at her with one hand on his cheek, was he distracted?

The noisy environment was in stark contrast to the stagnant air around her. He was not annoyed, but instead showed a friendly smile, and his voice was slightly louder: "Student Wuzhi?"

"……Well?"

When Wu Zhi came back to his senses, seeing his clear eyebrows and eyes turning into a ripple, he couldn't help but think of the breath of the curse spirit that he smelled on him at that time.

Yuwuzhi looked at him, then at the juice in his hand.

"........."

What's wrong with this is.

But he also handed him the cup in his hand very simply: "Here it is for you."

In a way, she can't accept eating with the curse spirit.

"is it okay?"

Xia Youjie paused for a moment, his eyebrows were bent and he did not refuse, "Thank you."

Naturally, he took the cup from Wuzhi's hand, perhaps because he was really thirsty, and directly ignored the extra straw on the dinner plate. Xia Youjie's lips were covered with the original straw, and his expression remained unchanged.

Seeing from the corner of her eye that she had no abnormal expression, some kind of speculation floated in her heart.

He simply sucked on the drink like this, and then took out his phone to swipe and flip through it. There was a hint of sweet food floating in the air, and the atmosphere between the two became inexplicably quiet.

Standing up suddenly with Wuzhi, it seems that they have broken away from the relationship between the high school barrier.

She could sense movement from the shrine.

"Then I should take my leave too. Say thank you to classmate Jiajin for me. I'll treat you next time."

"Huh?" Xia Youjie also has the habit of biting the straw, and looked up: "Let's go now? There seems to be no class in the afternoon, isn't it still early?"

Shaking her head with Kiriori, she still has things to do: "My clothes are still in the laboratory."

Obvious excuse.

Want to slip away when Gojo Satoru has no time to take care of it?

Xia Youjie nodded understandingly, watched the girl leave here without looking back, rubbed the straw between his teeth unconsciously, and let out a chuckle.

"Huh? Where did Wuzhi go?"

After a while, Nitro and Wu came back with a mountain of dinner plates, only to see Xia Youjie sitting alone looking at his mobile phone, and they were a little puzzled.

"She went back first."

Xia Youjie didn't even lift his eyelids, he could tell how many things this guy ordered with excessive sugar content without looking, but Gojo Wu stared at the drink in his hand and asked, "Why do you have any drink?"

"Oh, this..." Xia Youjie finally looked away from the phone, purposely elongated his tone, and smiled at his best friend.

"you guess."

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Due to the particularity of the high school and Gojo Satoru's obvious exploration and entanglement, she has not returned to the shrine for a week.

Ok?

Stepping on the stone road at the entrance of the torii with Kiriori, surprised to find that the weeds have been cleaned up?

Small pink flowers bloomed on the emerald green grass, and a wind chime was blown somewhere, and the clear ringing of the bell came from the side hall accompanied by a strong breath of curse spirit.

And not just one.

Yuwuzhi's eyes moved slightly, it seemed that there was indeed an unexpected visitor.

The closer you get, the more faint cheers you can hear.

"bump!"

"West Wind!"

The next moment the wooden door was pulled open, the moment when Louhu saw the mist weaving, the volcano above his head trembled, his buttocks moved towards his companion, and he quietly hid his pipe behind his back and looked at the sky.

His eyes briefly scanned the one, two, three or four curse spirits in the room, including Leuhu. Among them, the curse spirit that looked the most human-like squatted in front of the low table and looked back.

The gray-blue hair fell on his shoulders like a waterfall, and he immediately raised an incomparably bright smile: "Yo! The owner of Leuhu is back!"

The pair of different-colored pupils were like a drop of blue ink dripping from the surface of a pure white lake, smudged into two layers of gray-blue ripples in the eye sockets, and there was a rotten breath in the bright smile.

The voice was unexpectedly hearty: "Do you want to play a lap?"

These curse spirits... playing mahjong in her shrine?

Well done, Leopard.

The author has something to say: Gojo Satoru may, may, really have a real case of stealing other people's food and then disliked the bad taste, then vomited it back and returned it to Jie. There were many fights

By the way, the uncle is coming √