Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log

"woke up?"

My mind went berserk.

I just feel that everything in front of me is glowing with a weird halo, very dazzling.

It turned out that everything before the coma was not my hallucination. I tried to move, but found that my two hands were firmly tied behind my back.

Like a prisoner.

No, I am a prisoner.

The positioning function of the system can only be maintained for one month, and because of my luck and some kind of certainty that I don’t want to admit, I didn’t continue to spend favorability points to let the system help me locate Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie’s location at any time after one month expired. .

It is only natural that it has been found now.

How would the conjurer world treat a traitor?

Even though I didn't know it at first, after spending more than a month with Shier in the black market and getting in touch with a few curse masters, I heard some rumors to some extent.

Looking up, there are yellow spells everywhere, I am like a prey stuck in the middle of a spider web, I am exhausted, and most of my strength is suppressed by the shackles on my wrists.

This should be a place specially used by the magic world to detain curse masters who are about to be executed.

Left and right, but just can't get out of this door.

Obviously at this moment of life and death, I couldn't help staring at Gojo Satoru's white hair for a while.

Seemingly noticing my inattention, Gojo Satoru suddenly reached out and pinched my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.

The blue was more dazzling than the flames, and I closed my eyes subconsciously.

"laugh."

"Don't tell me you haven't seen each other for two months, you'll forget who I am."

It turned out that Wujo Wujo looked like this when he spoke seriously.

Not very cold, but with an inherent condescending arrogance stemming from self-confidence in strength.

It sounds a little foreign.

I was already used to his elongated, laughing voice in my ear, like a cat being coquettish.

Instead of being like now, I seem to have really become a shady mouse played by him in the palm of his hand.

Now that all cover is lifted, I have nowhere to hide, but to be caught with nothing to do.

"Are you scared?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly raised his voice.

I was taken aback and subconsciously shook my head.

"Then why are you shaking?"

Gojo Satoru approached me and pressed my shoulder impatiently.

"What are you shaking, are you afraid of me?"

He looked more and more irritable, and he was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning.

In fact, I don't know what I'm shaking, and it's not complete to say that it's fear.

——Probably just didn't expect that he would be tied here by Gojo Satoru in the end.

I thought I could at least maintain a little dignity in front of them.

But it's so weird to say that.

So I can only shake my head: "No, Wujo-kun."

Hearing this name, the hand on my shoulder suddenly froze.

Gojo Satoru glanced at me with an indescribable expression. Although I hoped that I was wrong, there seemed to be a little hurt in it.

"What did you call me?" Gojo Satoru spoke slowly, gnashing his teeth.

I blinked slowly and repeated it again.

"Five Lords."

Gojo Satoru stopped talking, he stood quietly, and I was more patient than him, so I just sat there with my head down.

The atmosphere was tense, Gojo Satoru seemed to be angry.

But it seems inappropriate for me to call him "Enlightenment" as if nothing happened.

I blinked blankly, subconsciously clenched my fingers.

I don't know how much time passed, Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his head without saying a word.

"boom."

He slammed the door and left.

I sat down on the chair with my head down.

Here may soon be my gallows.

"sorry."

I knew Gojo Satoru couldn't hear it anymore, but I still said it softly.

The transparent liquid fell from my eye sockets and fell on the light gray ground, dizzying small water droplets.

Really bad.

We were obviously close, fought side by side, and could give our lives without reservation.

But now I am your prisoner.

——It's too bad, you.

Wu, you should be more cruel to me.

Since I'm going to be executed, please don't give me hope.

Wujo Wu's face was ugly, and the air pressure on his body was so low that the servants of Wujo's family who saw him on the road didn't even dare to lift their heads, so they hurriedly bowed and retreated.

Only a certain unlucky guy, with a face full of tears, stood tremblingly in front of Wujo Wu who was striding out.

"Homeowner."

He lowered his head as much as possible, hiding his face, and held the greeting card in front of the other party.

Gojo Satoru didn't want to pay attention to it at first, he scanned the greeting card in a bad mood, but when he saw the words on it, he suddenly changed his mind.

"Let them in."

Ten minutes later, several conjurers from the Supervision Department of the Conjuration World walked slowly into the gate of Gojo's house.

Obviously Wujo Wu himself agreed to meet them, but when he actually saw them, the old man seemed extremely impatient.

"Is something wrong?"

The conjurer who faced the anger was stunned.

He himself also came from the Kamo family, one of the three imperial families. He was pampered since he was a child, and he was also a young man with a temper. Seeing this, he couldn't help but want to make ironic remarks.

As a result, the subordinate who knew his character quickly pulled his sleeves.

Seeing his subordinates winking at him frantically, he suppressed his anger, but he still seemed indifferent when he spoke.

"I heard that Patriarch Gojo, you have accepted the mission of chasing and killing Shikano China."

Gojo Satoru had an expression of "You said, I wasn't listening", and he took out a grape-flavored lollipop out of nowhere, and slowly removed the wrapper.

Kamo Yasuze's face froze, watching Gojo Satoru seemed to have no intention of responding to him at all, he put the candy into his mouth leisurely, and then began to empty it.

"..."

He closed his eyes and continued to ask forcefully.

"It is said that you brought an unidentified woman into Wujo's house an hour ago..."

But before Kamo Yasuze finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gojo Satoru.

"Oh, so it's none of your business."

"Why, I have to report to you when I bring someone home?"

"When will it be your turn to take care of my business?"

Gojo Satoru had a sarcasm on his face, and the effect of sarcasm was full when he opened his mouth.

Although they knew that they couldn't beat them, the other people present felt that their fists had hardened more or less.

"Is it over? I'm leaving after I've finished." Gojo Satoru seemed to just want to annoy them, and Shi Shiran stood up after finishing speaking.

"see a visitor out."

He reached out to brush off the non-existent dust on his shoulders, put his hands in his uniform pockets, and walked out casually.

Just when the two passed by each other, Kamo Yasuze suddenly said sharply as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

"First she plotted against the super class, murdered and defected, and then hooked up with that trash from the Buddhist monastery, fighting against the magic world every day."

"It's been a heinous crime for a long time..."

Kamo Yasuze's lips moved, but he couldn't say the rest of the sentence.

The six eyes of the Gojo family turned around suddenly when he uttered the first word, and their eyes were firmly fixed on his face, as if Gojo Satoru would kill him on the spot if he dared to say one more word.

No, the murderous intent on the other party was real, Gojo Satoru really wanted to kill him.

Everyone was silent, and needles could be heard in the audience.

Gojo Satoru suddenly smiled again, but this smile was full of sarcasm, which would only make other people shudder.

"Sin. Big. Evil. Extreme." These four words rolled on the tip of his tongue.

"So, that's none of my business."

It is not known how long he was in the cell.

The door was opened again.

Gojo Satoru stood against the light, I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I could be sure that his gaze was always on me.

After realizing this, I instinctively felt a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously turned my face away.

Gojo Satoru walked in, folded his arms, stood in front of me, and looked down at me.

I felt even more uncomfortable, and couldn't help shrinking my neck.

Gojo Satoru sneered.

Woohoo, is he going to hit me?

Just when I was terrified, Gojo Satoru suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Huh?" I stared blankly at him.

"Why are you standing still, why don't you stand up quickly."

"Oh."

The shackles engraved with curse patterns that originally bound my wrists have already untied by themselves, falling to my feet like a bunch of lifeless vines.

Gojo Satoru turned around and left, realizing that I was still standing where I was, and was furious again.

"It's not too soon to keep up."

Why is it the same as a cat with fried hair?

I followed behind him blankly, and before I could take two steps, I was grabbed by his hand.

"Follow me." Gojo Satoru held my hand, but his eyes were very rigid and he didn't look at me.

I can only keep up honestly.

Until Gojo Satoru stuffed me into the co-pilot of an off-road vehicle, and sat in the driver's seat very skillfully, I could still keep silent.

But now Gojo Satoru was already holding the steering wheel and ready to step on the accelerator.

For the sake of my own life, I had to speak.

"Well, do you have a driver's license?"

Gojo Satoru: "Huh? I don't have that useless thing."

I can.

"Then where are we going now..."

"Hmph, why should I tell you?"

"Okay, okay."

"Tsk." Gojo Satoru made a dissatisfied voice.

He turned his head to see my obviously nervous expression, then suddenly leaned over, stretched his hand to the back of my right shoulder, and fastened the seat belt for me.

Gojo Satoru's breath touched the sensitive skin of my neck for a second.

I trembled subconsciously.

Gojo Satoru didn't know what he was imagining, he probably thought I was disgusting him, and he seemed even more angry.

With this inexplicable anger in his heart, he almost stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.

Although there is no second car on this road, I am still a little calm.

"Is this the latest execution method in the magic world?"

I look serious.

Gojo Satoru still has the heart to glance at me at such a lightning speed.

"Correct."

I endured it, and couldn't help laughing.

"Wu, I'm sorry."

"...What?" Gojo Gojo stepped on the gas pedal in vain.

"I thought you were going to arrest me and give me to... woo woo woo, I know I was wrong!"

Gojo Satoru finally couldn't bear it anymore, and slammed on the brakes. Thanks to the good performance of this car, otherwise, according to this wild driving method, it would have been scrapped long ago.

As soon as the car stopped, Gojo Satoru couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch my face.

I even suspected that he had premeditated, otherwise why would he only tie my seat belt.

"Shikano China!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, I quickly held Wujo Wu's hand: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wujo, I know I was wrong, and you looked so scary just now, and locked me up as soon as you came up, you can't blame me for misunderstanding .”

"you……"

Gojo Satoru wanted to say something, but at this moment, the phone in my pocket vibrated suddenly.

I took it out and saw that there was a prominent caller ID on the screen.

——"Shar."

Eh?Every time Shier came to me, it was basically for business, and [-]% of them were to spur me to do tasks so that he could get commission.

I subconsciously wanted to pick it up.

In the end, Gojo Satoru snatched the phone away.

I watched him helplessly in front of me, and directly pressed the reject button.