Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log

Gojo Satoru slammed the door open arrogantly.

"Mitsuo, I don't have time to listen to your clichés."

He pulled down his sunglasses, and his six blue eyes stared at the assistant supervisor this time with great force.

"Who posted Qiannai's mission to her?"

Even though he was used to Gojo Gojo's domineering appearance on weekdays, Mio Yuta was still in a cold sweat by the rare true anger of the other party.

"Enlightenment." Xia Youjie was sitting on the chair next to the bed in a daze, and made a sound when he saw this.

"He really doesn't know."

Gojo Satoru blinked and sneered.

Mio Yuta stood up: "This time it should be an intelligence error..."

"Mr. Mio, can I trouble you to go out for a while, I have something I want to talk to Wu."

Xia Youjie's tone was calm, but Sanwei felt that the other party was on the verge of breaking out.

"Okay." He was silent for a moment, then stood up and picked up his coat.

"Please." He closed the door.

Gojo Satoru pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed.

"Is it serious?" He stretched out his hand and wanted to pull the girl's face as usual, but the second he touched the tender skin, he gave up again and just touched it lightly.

"This time it's not a coincidence."

"If it's an accident, it's too frequent."

"So it's for me or for you."

"No one will shoot this guy." It's like sending a killer to assassinate a neighbor's two-month-old pup, which is purely sick.

"Not necessarily." Xia Youjie pressed his knuckles.

Gojo Satoru supported his chin with one hand, and the other hand couldn't stop brushing the girl's hair, "If you hadn't arrived in time..."

Xia Youjie shook his head: "Qiannai exterminated it herself, and now she is just out of strength."

"Eh?"

"Is that so? Can't tell, did you secretly become stronger?" At this time, Gojo Satoru couldn't see the way he threatened Yuta Mio before, and poked Shikano China's face with great interest.

"Hmm." The girl lying on the bed murmured uneasily.

"However, the curse spirit was said to be exorcised by me. There is a problem with this mission. The less people pay attention to Qianna now, the safer she will be."

"I'm not stupid." Gojo Gojo seemed to have found new fun, poking his fingers endlessly.

"What is this?" Gojo Satoru, who was playing happily, suddenly seemed to have noticed something, tilted his head and squinted his eyes to look at the thing in Xia Youjie's hand.

——It was a good-looking apple. It could be seen that the person who bought it must have carefully selected it. The only thing that was not so perfect was the bow tied on it.

Crooked, not ugly.

Xia Youjie suddenly smiled, he clenched the apple in his hand, and did not answer Wutiao Wu's words directly.

Then he stood up and reached out to touch the top of the girl's hair.

"Let's go, there's something else to do." He waved at Gojo Satoru coolly.

"Did you finish the previous mission?"

Xia Youjie shrugged indifferently: "Yes."

"I'm going to clean up." To avoid being troubled, as for other losses, there is no way to avoid them, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Nice job." The moment the two DKs rubbed shoulders, they naturally reached out and punched each other.

"Pay attention to who arranged this task for her."

"I'm going to make trouble for them."

"Those old things should be in a hurry, lest you only think about internal friction all day long."

I woke up.

When people fall asleep peacefully under extreme fatigue, they should be refreshed when they wake up.

But now I just feel my face hurts.

"Gojo Satoru!" I gritted my teeth, "What did you do while I was asleep?"

The culprit, Gojo Gojo, was lying on the side of my bed with a smile on his face, and continued to poke my cheek wildly with a look of righteousness.

"Let us worry about it for so long, find some interest."

"Go away." I pushed his hand away.

Rubbing my temples, which were still swollen and sore, I tried to get up from the bed. Fortunately, Gojo Satoru still had a conscience at this time, so he stretched out his hand and half hugged me to help me up.

"What do you want to drink?" Although Gojo Satoru said so, Gojo Satoru had already handed me a glass of water.

I tried the temperature and it was still warm.

"Are you poisoned?" I narrowed my eyes and looked at him.

"No conscience." Gojo Satoru pointed at me and accused loudly, "I have taken care of you for so long."

"I'm so thin-skinned after taking care of it?" I was furious.

Speaking of which, I clearly remember that I was taken by Xia Youjie...

and many more!

The memory before falling asleep quickly went back, I sat on the bed blankly, covering my face with a broken face.

...what did I do?

Help! ! !

Why did you still propose!

Neuropathy, this skill!

What Xia Youjie replied to me at that time, I was in a daze and didn't hear clearly.

So embarrassing, so embarrassing, so embarrassing.

Especially when I remembered that in the car behind me, I seemed to force the apple prepared for Christmas Eve into Saixia Youjie's hands, insisting that it was a token of love.

... the plan to move out of the city is imminent.

I can't think about it anymore, and if I think about it any more, I really can't help but jump off the building.

"Gudong Gudong" drank all the water in the cup in one gulp.

I put the quilt over my head, then threw down the sentence "I'm asleep" and started to shut myself up.

His back was poked with a finger.

I move forward.

The opponent continued to poke.

I continue to move.

After repeating it for 5 minutes, I finally couldn't bear it any longer, and threw off the quilt: "Wujo Wu, what are you doing!"

"Seeing that you have slept for too long, I am afraid that you will sleep stupidly."

"You are stupid!"

"You are the stupidest!"

After the elementary school students bickered for two rounds, the original sense of shame actually dissipated a lot.

I cleared my throat and sat up, and began to direct Gojo Satoru: "You peel the orange for me."

"Oh." He actually went to help me peel it honestly.

I subconsciously probed to see if the sun was coming up from the west today.

"I feel like you're thinking of something to be beaten." Gojo Satoru stuffed the orange into my hand, then looked at me suspiciously.

"What are you thinking, how come, Wu-chan." I smiled and stuffed the orange petals into my mouth.

very sour.

I scrunched up my face.

"Don't eat."

"Hey!"

I ignored Gojo Satoru, who was in a panic, and started to check my panel on my own.

[Thunder Breath Proficiency: 95/1000]

It's 10 points more than before, but it's still so bad that there is no way to turn off the synchronization rate directly by 5 points.

... really have your system.

I sneaked a glance at Gojo Satoru, he was still frowning and struggling with the orange in his hand, trying to prove to me that it was not so sour.

If he didn't frown so tightly, he would still have some credibility.

I quietly turned my body a little bit, and started to bargain with the system.

[It's only 5 o'clock!Why can't it be closed? 】

I question it.

【Permission cannot be opened】

The system sees the tricks.

[You can choose to open the skill again, and it will not be short of these 5 points soon]

... Speechless.

The key point is that this skill is not like a direct fighting skill or breathing method, it can be activated actively to increase proficiency.

Without a certain amount of pressure from the outside world, I can't even activate the skill.

After all, this is not a display skill, but a lore skill between life and death.

In fact, this kind of debuff state after using it is quite dangerous. Fortunately, it was Xia Youjie who came to me this time. If there is another curse spirit or other enemies hidden here, then I have almost used up my skills. In a state of being caught without a fight.

It's so troublesome, how can I go to this synchronization rate safely and painlessly!

Hiss, wait.

— as if sitting next to me was a suitable candidate.

I subconsciously shifted my gaze to the white-haired dk beside my bed.

And at the same time as I looked over, Gojo Satoru turned his head very sensitively and looked over in an instant.

"? Why are you looking at me like that? Have you finally discovered Lao Tzu's handsome face?"

I didn't speak, just continued to stare at him.

Gojo Satoru was a little hairy, and the usual smile on his face became a little stiff.

Every time he does this, he subconsciously pinches my face.

"Wu-chan." Instead of pushing away like usual, I took his hand and looked at him intently.

"What do you want?" He almost stuttered.

This is not like you, Gojo Satoru.

"I want to ask you for help with something trivial." I gestured to him.

"Say."

"Hit me."

"?"

"What?" Gojo Satoru probably began to doubt his hearing for the first time since birth.

He looked at me in amazement, and even couldn't help but sit back a little.

"Are you finally stupid or did I hear wrong."

"You heard me right!" I put my hands on my hips.

"I just told you to hit me!"

"Qiannai, it's too late to regret it now."

I sat on the chair and looked up at him: "If you dare to really hurt me, you will be finished."

"Hey, how come it's over, is it based on your current state?"

Gojo Satoru plucked my cheek very arrogantly: "Stand up and hit me."

I sat on the chair angrily and slapped his hand away.

When Thunder Breath is used, it relies on one leg to exert force, and the six-link I used before put a lot of burden on my left leg and ankle.

If it weren't for my physique being as high as 300 now, it is estimated that if I use it once, my feet will be useless.

But right now it's just temporary pain.

It shouldn't be a problem to use the most basic Thunderbolt now, I thought for sure.

However, no one knows when the missions in the magic world will be released. I really don't want to encounter such a situation when exorcising curse spirits.

"Hurry up!" I stood up with difficulty leaning on the knife.

Gojo Satoru stretched out a finger and pushed my shoulder, pushing me back on the chair.

"Hey!" I glared, struggling under his hands like a turtle.

This guy is definitely an orangutan, why can he hold me down with one hand!

I always feel that my Sanbaijia's physique and brute force attributes have been insulted.

"Anyone who forces himself to do something he's forced to do is an idiot."

"Qiannai, you're not that kind of fool, are you?"

I kicked him with my uninjured leg: "Of course I'm not! I know it!"

"Cut." Gojo Satoru bent down and looked at me for a while, "Okay."

"I'm here."

"hurry up."

As soon as the words fell, I felt a trembling killing intent coming from Gojo Satoru.

Even though I was ready, I couldn't help shivering.

- So strong.

Although the other party has the strongest self-esteem every day, he has never used this kind of oppressive force on me. It was difficult for me to adapt for a while, so I raised my head and looked at Gojo Satoru in a daze.

There was no expression on his face.

My defensive instinct was mobilized instantly.

"call--"

The breathing is adjusted, the lungs expand, and the blood circulates rapidly throughout the body.

"Woo!" The long knife in my hand came out of its sheath.

"Well." Wujo Satoru laughed, and he directly raised his hand to hold the blade that was infinitely approaching his eyebrows.

"It's so fierce, Qiannai."