so what about the cursed king

In the end, Gojo Satoru still didn't do the crazy thing that opened her mind, the reason was that it was unsightly.

But Aoi Aoi clearly heard the beeping sound of being hung up from his mobile phone.

"Who is Nitro?" She asked Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie looked down at Gojo Wu's blacked-out phone screen. He didn't know what he thought of, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he stated in a flat tone: "The former companion."

Aoi Ayanokouji suddenly realized: "You are hated by your companions, Velociraptor."

When the girl said this, her voice was full of sincere sympathy, but her footsteps moved behind Xia Youjie.

Gojo Satoru observed her little movements, but this time he didn't reach out to pick her up.

He curled the corner of his lower lip indifferently, and confidently denied the fact: "No, I'm not hated."

Wujo Wu said in a teacher-like tone, stood up straight, and glanced at Xia Youjie.

"Are you going back with me too?"

"Ah."

"Aren't you going to say hello to Nitro?"

"I'll see you later."

"Well, it's not because you feel ashamed because you don't have the magic power?"

Wutiaowu's voice fell, but Xia Youjie didn't respond.

I've felt it since just now, and it's still kind of weird.

Gojo Satoru thought in distress.

Having said so much, it stands to reason that Jie should fight back angrily.

"Tricked, [bound] or something?"

Gojo Satoru asked with great interest, leaning against the wall, crumpling a row of yellow talisman papers.

He and Xia Youjie looked at each other through a thin blindfold, and suddenly laughed.

"Although I also think it's very interesting to stay with Little Sunflower, but you are not so kind as to work for nothing."

"It's not a free job." Xia Youjie said, he raised his palm to hold down the distraught girl, lowered his brows a little, and his voice contained some helpless elements that Wutiaowu used to be familiar with.

"That's not a bondage, it's just a strange rule."

Anger, evil thoughts - once these weed-like emotions grow, they will become tools to stab their masters.

Wujo Wu said thoughtfully, "Huh?" He raised his feet and stopped in front of Xia Youjie, pinching his chin and planning to use his spell power to find out.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, his jaw was pointed at by a sharp short blade.

"Forget it in the past, but not now." Aoi Ayanokoulu threatened, "Sacred weapons will also die."

When she said this, she had no confidence, she drew the knife very quickly, and the golden spiritual power surrounded the tip of the knife, as if she had made a decision in an instant.

He didn't mean to attack actively, and he didn't seem to want to fight him, probably just to stop him from moving.

Really alert, do you think he will force Jie to stay here?

In that case, she should already know the cause of Jie's death.

It should be that only his name was reported.

Gojo Satoru let out a chuckle, "Did you tell her that, Jie? She doesn't know what you did, does she?"

Dead parents, ordinary people eaten by cursed spirits.

Xia Youjie defected from the Conjuration College in Xia Tian, ​​and attacked the Conjuration College in Xia Tian.

The former super conjurer lost to a boy named Otoko Yuta.

Wujo Wu found him in a corner where no one was around, and personally gave him the final blow at the boundary between light and darkness.

Already the enemy.

"Don't worry, I didn't intend to do anything here."

Although he really had no intention of letting Xia Youjie go, other than figuring out what those curses wanted to do at first, but now...

Wujo Wu walked past Xia Youjie under the suspicious eyes of the gods.

"Jay."

He called Xia Youjie's name, neither stopped nor looked back at him.

Gojo Satoru just smiled lazily.

"Aren't you also protected by someone?"

-

Gojo Satoru's last words were not heard by Aoi Aoi, and Xia Youjie told her that it was not an important matter.

But if it wasn't something important, why did Gojo Satoru let her go after having a water gun duel with her happily.

Isn't he afraid of her betrayal?

"Then I have no choice but to get rid of the little sunflower together." As if seeing her thoughts, Gojo Satoru said terrible words in an extremely happy tone.

Aoi Ayanokoji: "..."

"Just kidding, it doesn't matter to me which side you're on." Wujo Satoru said, waving his hand, "Anyway, I'm the strongest."

Aoi Ayanokoulu didn't know why, it was obvious that Gojo Satoru spoke in a natural tone, and there was no sarcasm in his voice, but as soon as he grinned brilliantly, she felt the shadow of genius shrouded her head.

Is this the invisible contempt in the legend?

"Although self-confidence is a good thing." Aoi Ayanokouji paused, then said delicately, "But it's better to be careful."

【Even if those conjurers know about it, it doesn't matter, because [Xia You] has already planned it. 】

This is how the real person answered her question that day.

It is impossible for their plan not to include Gojo Satoru.

He must have found a way to deal with him.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, he stood on the spot and looked down at her, with nothing unusual on his expression, but it was so long that Aoi Aoi silently raised the water gun again.

But Gojo Satoru didn't intend to have another duel with her.

He just showed an expression as if he had discovered a new world, and pointed at her, but he was speaking to Xia Youjie.

"Is that how you were tricked by her?" Gojo Satoru asked.

Aoi Ayanokoji:?

Xia Youjie remained calm: "Wu is just a little surprised that you are worried about him."

"After all, we are friends." Aoi Ayanokoulu said the answer without thinking with a look of naturalness on her face.

Gojo Satoru: "Say it again."

Aoi Ayanokoji: "Friend?"

Gojo Satoru recorded this sentence.

He bent his eyes in a good mood, and shook the phone in his hand, "Next time Su Nuo escapes from Youren's body, I'll play this for him."

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows: "Revenge for the students?"

"No." Gojo Satoru waved his hand, his four fingers were bent, but his index finger was straight, "I just want to see his reaction."

Gojo Satoru is not a person who draws conclusions based on what he sees.

If the reaction is too reasonable, it seems to be feigned.

It's too pitiful to say that his "good friend" was eaten and used.

"So, if you have to say—"

As Wujo Satoru spoke, the line of his lips pulled aside.

"—It should be a simple provocation."

-

Zhenren was the only person in the base of the curse. He was lying on the beach chair and seemed to be sleeping, but he opened his eyes suddenly when she approached.

"you're back."

When the real person spoke, he put his hands behind his head, stretched, sat up and looked at her, his irises of different colors were very beautiful in the sunlight.

"I heard from Hua Yu that my mother was taken away by Six Eyes."

A blue head leaned over, and the real person fell on her lap, acting like a baby very naturally.

"Although [Xia You] said don't worry about it, I was going to pick you up just now."

"where are they?"

"I don't know, maybe I'll be back later."

The real person said so, but Aoi Aoi knew that [Xia Youjie] they were worried that she would bring Gojo Satoru together so that they could be wiped out.

Her current status is roughly equivalent to the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo.

The curses don't care what she does - as long as her utility is there.

It's not good to think about it.

Aoi Ayanokouji thought so, and tied the real person's hair into an upside-down braid.

Real person: "This is ugly."

He complained, but didn't reach out to solve it.

The real person is always acting very well, giving her the illusion that he is harmless except that he likes to do a little mischief.

Aoi Ayanokoulu noticed a few things that looked like screaming ghosts falling out of his pocket.

"It's an experiment about how small a person can become." Zhenren noticed her averted gaze and said indifferently, "I practiced well according to what my mother said."

——It doesn't need to be so troublesome to chop up, as long as the curse spirit turns the little sunflower into something like a finger, and let Yuren eat it.

"When I become proficient, I will be able to turn my mother into what you painted."

Gojo Satoru's words overlapped with those of the real man, the girl lowered her head, met the real man's eyes, and tied a braid for him.

"It's also possible to experiment with curses." She asked calmly.

"But there are too many people, so many that I'm about to vomit." The real person responded nonchalantly, "It's just human beings, are you worried about them?"

Aoi Ayanokouji did not answer his question.

"It's okay to use me as an experiment," she said.

The real person blinked, and couldn't quite understand her words for a moment.

"No."

But even so, Zhenren quickly turned his head and rejected her.

"Are you afraid of this?" Aoi Ayanokouji revealed the curse pattern on her wrist.

"Well, it has nothing to do with Su Nuo."

The real person said that he no longer called Liangmian Su Nuo his father.

He seemed to have lost interest in the game, no matter how many braids she made, he had no intention of sitting up.

He narrowed his eyes, and his clear pupils bent into two lovely crescents.

"You are different."

The real person raised his hand, and the cold palm covered her cheek, without using Wuwei Transformation.

It was an extraordinarily cautious movement, hiding uncontrollable fervent desire and ambition, like a child treating a toy that was acquired with great difficulty.

"God is a special existence with only one."

-

The curses do have a secret weapon against Gojo Satoru.

This is the conclusion that Aoi Ayanokoulu persecuted them for another month.

It should be a magic tool, but she didn't understand it at all, and just told Wujo Satoru exactly what it was.

A few seconds later, a message came from the other end of the phone. Gojo Satoru sent her a picture of the pyramid, saying he was traveling.

[World No. [-] Ayanokoji]: ... I remember what Leo Hu said was that you went on a mission.

[Gojo Satoru]: Hey, is the news so fast?

[Gojo Satoru]: It's fine to talk about tasks, but Yuta is also here, so I just need to be in charge of traveling.

He said, and sent another photo.

Gojo Satoru compared his hands with scissors, and put his arms around a shy and embarrassed boy with a smile.

The young man's skin was pale, and there were two groups of light foggy black under the eyelids.

Aya Koji Aoi direct pupil earthquake.

Isn't this the same young man who cut off her beard and took back her fingers last time, and almost ate her up with the super magic spirit?

[Don't eat dirty things, Satoka. 】

Standing in front of the huge curse, the boy cut off her attack cleanly and neatly.

boldness!Why did that terrifying aura disappear when he was with Gojo Satoru?

Aoi Ayanokouji turned off her phone, not wanting to admit the fact that she not only lost to Gojo Satoru in a fight, but also lost to his student.

"Speaking of this." Transformation Yaken Toshiro pushed his glasses and reminded, "I remember that Mr. Nakahara asked you to gather at ten o'clock today."

Aoi Ayanokoji: "..."

Yaken Toshiro: "If you are passive and sabotage, you will have to write a review again, general."

Ling Xiaolu Aoi: "Stop scolding, stop scolding, get up."

The blond girl reluctantly got up from the bed.

A month ago, after Nakahara reported her incident to Mori Ogai, she was "invited" to the office of the highest-level leader of the port mafia.

She didn't want to go.

Zhong Yuan, who was just standing in the stairwell of her apartment, didn't give her this chance.

Aoi Ayanokouji is not good at dealing with people like Mori Ogai at all, she looks kind and kind, but in fact she hides a knife in her smile, which is terrifying to death.

Kind of like when she first saw Osamu Dazai with half of his face in a bandage.

In the end, Yaoken and Hasebe saved her.

Fu Sangshen in light armor appeared under a group of black guns, and the saber on his body was no different from the real one in the museum.

Since then, her salary has skyrocketed, as have the number of assignments.

Even the difficulty has directly developed from simply collecting information to dealing with people with different abilities.

It's even more difficult than a conjurer.

"One minute and fifty-seven seconds."

On the roof of the dilapidated building, Zhong Yuanzhong did not look at the watch, but still accurately reported the time she was late.

He was still wearing the familiar suit and vest, and the sapphire brooch reflected the girl's guilty look.

"Are you lost on the road of life again this time?" Zhongya Nakahara asked.

Aoi Ayanokouji laughed twice, she didn't dare to answer Chuya Nakahara's question, she just glanced around for a week.

"Just the two of us?" she asked.

"No, it's just you." Nakahara said, sitting down with one leg bent, "I just came to see how far you have regressed compared to before."

Appeared!Two extremes!

Damn it, why can't he be as lazy as that guy Gojo Satoru.

As a representative of a model worker who works overtime everywhere, shouldn't he go to...etc.

"Has your secret base been discovered by Dazai again?" Aoi Ayanokoji said with a strange expression.

Nakahara Chuya's expression became a little more gloomy as expected.

It's not a secret base, it's just a bar he usually goes to after night patrols.

Nakahara Nakaya, who happened to meet Osamu Dazai on the street, just casually said something tasteless, and the result in exchange was that Osamu Dazai appeared in the bar he often went to that night.

The black-haired young man invited women to die in love everywhere, and at the end he didn't forget to add a self-introduction of "Me? My name is Nakahara Chuya".

Gravity kicked in just for a split second, and Zhongyuan Zhong also personally destroyed his only way of entertainment after get off work.

He regretted it as soon as he calmed down.

But it is impossible for Zhongyuanzhong to admit such a shameful thing.

"He is no longer a cadre." Nakahara corrected the girl's address, "You can just call him trash Dazai."

Aoi Ayanokoro saw a business opportunity in it.

"Actually, my business scope is very wide." She said, trying to find out some MLM-like leaflets from her pocket, "For example, go to the door of the Armed Detective Agency and put up a sign calling him a heartbreaker for a day."

Nakahara Chuya: "No, that kind of thing..."

Aoi Ayanokoji: "Or make it impossible for him to buy the necessities of life."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

The young mafia cadre didn't speak, but his expression had turned cloudy.

Aoi Ayanokouji just received the easiest task ever.

She stuffed Chuya Nakahara's card into her pocket, and seemed to have seen "Shock!Bandages sold out overnight in Japan! "The weird news.

Of course, there is also the scene where Osamu Dazai in a brown windbreaker blinks his peasy eyes in confusion in front of the glass door of the drugstore.

Aoi Ayanokoji felt that if she could capture that photo, she would be able to sell it to Chuya Nakahara for a good price.

"Then I will now..." Go.

The movement of Ayanokouji Aoi Liu was stopped by Chuya Nakahara.

His figure was covered with red light, his elbows rested on his knees, and he didn't intend to stand up.

But the gravity was so heavy that Aoi Ayanokouji couldn't move.

"That kind of thing can be done later." Nakahara Zhongya said, throwing the vicissitudes of life of the girl directly to the opposite mission location, "Send a signal when you are about to die."

It's not that he can't beat him, but he's dying.

Zhong Yuan also raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat.

He watched the golden color disappear into the night, and stood up slowly.

"Is there no plan to come out?"

In the quiet night, Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a low laugh.

He didn't move, but the platform ten meters behind him was crushed.

The gravel fell, and the man in five cassocks stood there. The moonlight illuminated the sutures on his forehead, making the purple irises, which had always been indistinct, clearer.

"You are very courageous. You have no plans to escape even if you are discovered."

Zhong Yuanzhong also grinned, his cobalt blue eyes burning with arrogance and wanton killing intent.

"Anyway, trying to face my subordinates in front of me is already a provocation to the port mafia—"

"You have to be prepared to be crushed by gravity."