All Yokohama is looking for Miss Gojo

"You...you bastard."

The old monk was so angry that he couldn't speak, and his body trembled. It was obvious that he had no other tricks.

Gojo Satoru felt deeply regretful, picked up the opponent like a chicken, dangling his hand, and threatened with a smile, "You have failed, quickly disarm the formation."

The old monk suddenly smiled wildly, "It doesn't matter if you win, I can't even stop the initiator of this formation, you all... well." His old face had a panda eye.

Gojo Satoru beat him lightly, without any sense of respecting the old and loving the young, "What did you just say, there was a fly screaming just now, I didn't hear it."

"I said you all...well." Another panda eye appeared on the old monk's face, no more, no less, and the two panda eyes were just symmetrical.

"It looks good." Gojo Satoru groped his chin seriously, and then added a touch to the old man's face.

The old monk was angry, "I haven't said anything this time?"

Gojo Satoru: "Oh~ this is buy two get one free, and it comes as a bonus." After she finished speaking, she squinted her eyes, showing her innocence to the extreme.

Old monk: "..."

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After Zhongyuan Zhongya arranged the fainted crowd, he saw the white-haired young man walking slowly, humming a song, followed by a strange-looking monk, who looked a little bloated.

He looked at someone in surprise, "Have you found the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"That's right!" Gojo Satoru nodded in a good mood, pushed out a shy person behind him who wanted to escape, and stretched his hands sideways to show him, "Dangdang, it's him."

The old man's face was ferocious, and he opened and closed his mouth. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

Wujo Satoru explained with a smile on the side: the old man just greeted him "enthusiastically".

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

No matter how you look at it, it feels like this old man is being forced to be helpless.

"Is he the one behind it?" he asked.

"Yes, he is a curse master, but he is a half-baked kind."

Central Plains Chuya:? ? ?

Seeing the other party's bewildered expression, Gojo Wu let go of the hand that restrained the old monk, and disappeared in the same place in an instant. After a while, he reappeared in the same place, with an opal emitting a strange yellow light in his hand.

At the moment when the opal appeared, the old monk's pupils shrank, cold sweat broke out on his head, and he quickly distanced himself from the white-haired young man, looking very afraid of the existence of this thing.

The wicked Gojo Satoru picked up the opal, deliberately approached the old monk, and started to play tricks, and the old monk also retreated, advancing and retreating, just like the famous scene of a brat scaring a girl with a bug.

The old monk waved his hand to signal Gojo Satoru not to come, and shivered in a corner.

"Are you afraid that the thing inside will come out?" Gojo Satoru had a smirk on his face, then knocked the opal in his hand against the wall, like knocking an egg, and said to himself, "Hey, the little thing inside Guy, if I don't come out, I'll knock this jewel out."

Regarding Gojo Satoru's strange behavior, Nakahara Nakaya did not interrupt because of curiosity. He saw the flash of the opal flickering, as if responding to the white-haired youth.

"Well, your contractor is not here, so you can't come out." Gojo Satoru was still talking to himself, talking to himself from the beginning to the end, she patted the old monk's shoulder, "Old man, that You should know where the girl is now!"

"Well... I don't know... Hey, I can talk." The old monk touched his mouth in surprise, but before he could feel happy, he saw the young man in front of him staring straight at him. He, he felt a chill behind his back, and suddenly remembered that since this person appeared, his plan had frequently gone wrong, coupled with the inexplicable loss of voice just now, he swallowed nervously, retracted the curse that was about to blurt out, and put the capitalized Counseling was written all over his face, and he changed his words.

"In . . . in the gardener's room."

Knowing the location of the target, Gojo Satoru immediately went over to bring him back. Natsuho Nikaido, who was still in the small room with his head against the wall, was startled when he saw the white-haired youth appearing out of thin air.

"You...how did you appear here?"

"Ah~ Ms. Nikaido, we meet again." Gojo Satoru greeted with a smile, and then handed the things in his hand to the girl.

"This should be yours!"

"Eh? Isn't this my grandmother's relic? Why is it in your place?" Natsubu Nikaido took the opal in his hand. At the moment of contact, the opal suddenly glowed, and the light engulfed the girl's entire figure. Natsuyu Nikaido felt a subtle connection between his body and the opal.

At the same time, a little man emerges from the opal, and the little man gradually grows into a handsome little boy, with two furry fox ears on his head, shaking uncontrollably.

"Miss Nikaido, this is the first time we meet, I am your SS."

He lowered his head and looked down, knelt down on one knee, took the girl's hand, left a light kiss on the back of the pale hand, and quickly let go of the girl's hand, piously and restrained, trying to minimize the girl's reaction to this action. Contradictory and unnatural.

As expected, Natsubu Nikaido pursed her lips unnaturally. Because of the action just now, pink and tender vaguely climbed up her face. She was a little frightened by the little boy's behavior, and subconsciously stepped back, but accidentally stepped on it. A piece of paper on the ground slips under his feet, and he wants to have an intimate contact with the earth back to back.

It was too late and then too fast, the little boy was going to grab the girl's hand at the first moment, but someone was one step ahead of him.

Natsubu Nikaido fell into a warm embrace, and when she looked up, she saw the familiar azure blue, her face was even more flushed, and her mind was in a mess.

what to do?what to do?She must have been embarrassing just now.

This is from the heart of a certain girl Huaichun.

After helping the dizzy Nikaido Natsuho, Gojo Satoru looked up and down the little fox boy.

"Curse spirit? It doesn't look like it, or are you a monster?"

After saying that, she even moved forward and pinched the fox ears on the little boy's head, completely performing a simple and rough show of what it means to destroy flowers with hands.

Well, squishy, ​​for real.

"I... I am a monster."

"Let go... let me go, you rude human being." The little boy struggled hard, intending to escape from the claws of this hateful human being, but after struggling a bit, he found it was useless, so he could only give up.

"I didn't expect you to look like this, you're so cute." Wujo Wujo clicked his tongue in amazement, and continued to fiddle with someone's ear without stopping his evil hands.

Because the ears are sensitive to the little boy, being touched by outsiders for such a long time, the little boy's face turned red, like a peach, and the little boy felt very uncomfortable. He shouted loudly, "Are you finished?"

"It's not over!"

"I haven't touched enough yet?" Someone shamelessly said a statement from a pervert.

Little boy: Hey... I met a pervert.