Only 5t5 persecuted world

Everyone was drunk, and Fu Heihui, who was the only one who was not drunk, was lying on the sofa in the private room pretending to sleep in order to avoid his companion's drinking, with his hands folded on his chest with a peaceful expression.

Amidst the chaos of demons dancing, no one knew what was happening in the center of the private room.

Seeing that Wei Zhi was very bad when she was drunk, she drank a little more today than last time, so she was even more bad.

The girl buried her head in Wutiaowu's waist and abdomen, and the pleasant cold fragrance made her squint her eyes, and the tip of her tongue automatically imagined the taste of a sip of cream in her mouth.

Zhizhi suddenly realized: it's her little cake!

The edamame whipped cream-flavored small cake is very big and tall, and you can't finish it no matter how you eat it.

The only bad thing is that the little cake is very tempered, and Zhizhi is not allowed to eat it casually.

"I didn't eat it casually." The little girl muttered, "I gave you a title, and you ate it in a fair manner."

She lifted Gojo Satoru's clothes.

The corner of the clothes was pulled back again.

Yukimi Mie, who had just seen a little shadow of cream, opened her drunken eyes in astonishment: Is her small cake wrapper so naughty?

She flipped again, her wrist was grabbed.

Gojo Satoru lifted Yukimi Mie from his lap, took a deep breath and let her sit upright against the sofa like playing with a doll, and dared not let go of the hand clamped on the girl's wrist easily.

"you're drunk."

"I don't." Xuejian Weizhi shook his head, "I want to eat my little cake, you let go."

Gojo Satoru had no doubt that if he gave up his resistance, Zhizhi would be able to strip him naked on the spot.

It's not impossible to change the occasion, but there are really many people here!

He is so stupid, he only knew that Zhizhi would become beastly when drunk, but he never thought that in a state of drunkenness, this person would have no sense of shame at all, and would be able to exchange for one at the cost of social death, so that the people around him would be as good as her. Die together.

The most exasperating thing is that Xuejian Weizhi won't remember anything after waking up.

As long as the amnesia is fast enough, She Shi will not be able to catch up with her.

"You just ate hot pot, and now eating small cakes is a blasphemy to cakes." Wutiao Wuxia talked nonsense. He has been the number one outstanding young teacher of the Conjuration College for so many years, and he has never felt that his eloquence is so outstanding. , "If you insist on eating the cake, you will be angry, and after you get angry, you will never be allowed to eat it."

No more eating, such a serious threat made Zhizhi shake.

Makes sense, Xuejian Weizhi thought dully.Her little cake has a big temper, and she is so petty that she can't even take a bite.

"I won't eat it," she whispered. "May I smell it?"

Gojo Satoru covered his face in collapse.

He took two deep breaths, raised his head and asked Zhizhi with moist eyes seriously: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Deliberately playing with him based on the occasion, making him suffer from being dumb.

"?" Seeing that Weizhi tilted her head, Xue asked, "What? Can't you even smell it?"

What a stingy cake.

Two requests in a row were rejected, even if the person who refused was Zhizhi who likes the pampered little cakes, she was still a little unhappy.

It was obvious that he had been given a title.

No one will be recognized after getting the title.

No conscience and no male virtue.

"I just want to smell it, and I want to eat it." Seeing that Weizhi decided not to reason with Little Cake, Zhizhi, who made trouble out of no reason, never reasoned.

A mere piece of cake is not qualified to bargain with humans.

If the wrapping paper cannot be opened, it cannot be opened. Isn’t there a place where it is wrapped?Witty as flexible as she is.

Wujo Wu was caught off guard, his face was held by Zhi Zhi, and he bit him hard.

She didn't put any effort into it, the neat white teeth made a complete tooth mark, the wet touch paused for a long time on the side of Gojo Wu's face, and then slowly looked for another place to bite.

The pain is light and clear.

High-end ingredients often use the simplest cooking methods, and Zhizhi, who has been busy all day, begins to enjoy her dinner.

Her big and tall little cake finally behaved a little better, and she was eaten mouthful after mouthful in silence.

Xuejian Miie can proudly say that she is the only one in the all-private room who is full.

Come out to cook, no matter what the process is, the result is to be full.

Zhi Zhi clapped her hands contentedly, yawned under Wu Tiao Wu's "really so" gaze, and fell asleep on the man's shoulder for a second.

"Hui." Gojo Wu helped the little girl who was breathing evenly on her shoulders, and woke up Fu Heihui, the only sober person in the private room, "I'll take Zhizhi back. You can call Yidizhi and ask him to come and pick you up."

Before Fu Heihui could speak, Gojo Satoru picked up Xue Jian Weizhi and left, his figure disappeared around the corner.

Fu Heihui looked at the drunks all over the place, and looked in disbelief at the teacher who patted his ass and left after paying the bill.

...If I knew it, he should have taken that cup of Long Island iced tea.

After the Shibuya Incident, it took some time to rebuild after the war, and it took some time to solve the emerging curse masters. The overtime life of social animals is still so simple and unpretentious.

Gojo Wujo was busy with peace of mind, but the thing that was in his mind was always in his mind, feeling uneasy, and he just wanted to drag it to infinity and solve the problem by evading.

"Teacher Gojo." One evening, after the day's work, Yukimi Mie and Gojo Satoru were walking down the street with a paper bag of snacks, and Zhizhi asked unexpectedly, "When are we going back to Yokohama?"

Gojo Satoru: "Cough cough cough!"

He coughed heart-piercingly for a long time, and Xuejian Weizhi quietly watched Gojo Satoru with a lollipop in his mouth.

The little white stick of the lollipop moved from left to right, and then from right to left, and she watched quietly.

Seeing that pretending to be a fool can't pass, Gojo Goku pursed his mouth, and the tall man bent down a little bit to look pitiful: "Zhizhi, I will be beaten, definitely."

"That's right. If you use unlimited resistance when the president wields a knife, it's not a sign of evading responsibility at all, and the president will only get angrier. If you don't resist, the president will really hurt you when you hit someone. What's more There is still Zhijun around, so no lower limit is completely useless."

"Well," Zhizhi thought for a while, "But Wutiao-sensei can reverse the spell, and he can heal by himself, so nothing will happen anyway—in this case, the president can let go of his hands and feet when he beats someone up."

Gojo Satoru: Am I the person you love the most? Why did you help Fukuzawa Yukichi beat me?

The coquettish cat is the best life. After Gojo Wu squatted down and voluntarily rubbed Zhizhi for a long time, after Maomao coaxed the little girl into a ecstasy, Xuejian Weizhi quietly waved to Wujo Wu.

Gojo Satoru bent down cooperatively and listened to her: "Don't worry, I've already figured out a solution."

Wujo Wu: Zhizhi, the eternal God!

"Although the president looks fierce and scary, he has a fatal weakness!" Yukimi Mie said earnestly, "I won't tell him about ordinary people, you must keep it a secret."

Gojo Wujo nodded and swore, Xue saw Weizhi looked left and right to see that there was no one around.

The little girl clenched her fist with her right hand and lightly touched her cheek: "Meow~"

She looked at Gojo Satoru expectantly: "Do you understand?"

"Understood." Wujo Wu nodded solemnly, "He will be killed by moe."

Zhizhi: "..."

Children can't be taught, stupid!

"It's a cat!" Xuejian Weizhi eagerly gestured, "The president likes cats very much, but Maomao is very afraid that his aura will not be touched by him. After the vicious circle, he completely regards cats as gods. If a cat snatches the dried fish from the president's hand, it won't mind even if it destroys the entire detective agency president! The cat is a symbol of invincibility in the detective agency."

"If you don't want to be broken by the president, there is only one way!"

Xuejian Weizhi said firmly.

"So, that's why you came to me?" Koizumi Hongzi stood in front of the boiler holding a huge mixing spoon, stirring the ominous chaotic liquid in circles.

The witch was speechless, but the witch didn't speak.

"Please, this is the lifelong request of Teacher Wutiao." Xuejian Weizhi put his hands together and said sincerely, "It's okay to draw lots. I will draw No. 7 again."

"Forget it." Koizumi Hongzi glanced at the two cheating monsters playing pupil art, "I have plenty of medicine. But have you forgotten that the function of magic medicine is to turn Gojo Satoru into your favorite Look, it’s not about turning people into cats.”

"Didn't you confess your relationship? Is the medicine still useful?"

"It's useful." With Gojo Satoru's accusing eyes of "You don't like me at all, you just like my cat", Xuejian Weizhi said with guilt, "How can a human be compared with a cat. My favorite person It's Wu, the favorite cat is Wutiaomao, there is no conflict at all."

Gojo Satoru found out that Xuejian Weizhi used "Enlightenment" to call him either when he was very righteous or when he had no confidence at all, it was very extreme and very hateful.

Koizumi Hongzi took out the box containing the potion with implied sympathy.

In vain, Wutiaowu has fought all his life, invincible all over the world, but his last rival in love is himself.

Xuejian Weizhi was stared at Wu Qiuhou's eyes several times, making her hairy, Zhizhi tried to reason: "Wu is the one who is afraid of being broken by the president, not me, all of this is obviously for your own good. "

I still used "wu" instead of "Teacher Wutiao", obviously I didn't tell the truth, and I was obviously guilty.

Gojo Satoru questioned Zhizhi with invincible eyes that see through everything: "Really? Is there really no intention of you wanting to lick the cat?"

Zhizhi: Don’t dare to talk nonsense.

Who doesn't like five cats?

If Gojo Satoru himself has shortcomings such as bad personality and bad speech, after becoming a cat, even the singer who hates Gojo Satoru the most will forgive him involuntarily.

Cats, creatures with a hateful personality and beautiful fur, are specially designed to defeat humans. Gojo Satoru is really similar to a cat. You know that he is hateful, troublesome, and has a bad temper, but you just like him and want to pamper him without a limit.

Gojo Satoru felt subtly unhappy.

He knew that he was childish, and he was the one who turned into a cat, but Zhizhi's preference for cats still made Gojo Satoru jealous.

What if, what if another five cats really exist in the world?Does she choose cats or people?

Koizumi Hongzi keenly read that the air was not right, she stuffed the potion into Zhizhi's hand and slipped away.

The cute and small love fudge is pinched in the hand and Q bombs Q bombs.

"Forget it." Xuejian Weizhi said suddenly, she wrapped the potion in paper and put it on the medicine shelf, "No need for this, let's use another method."

"Don't you want to see cats?" Wujo Satoru said unhappily and compromised, "Bring it to me to eat. Hurry up and play with it for you one last time. There will be absolutely no next time."

"I said, no need."

Xuejian Weizhi tiptoed and licked the corner of Wujo Wu's lips, "Isn't it just being kicked out by the president with a knife? I will accompany you when you write the review, and I will take you home when you sleep on the street. No cats, Wujo is the best. OK."

"Five cats are very good." The black-haired girl shrugged, "but the most important thing is that the boyfriend is happy."