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Gojo Satoru turned on the light in the living room with one hand, and easily supported the koala hanging around his neck with one hand, and stood at the entrance with his head down to change his shoes.

"The way she looks at me is so strange." Gojo Satoru patted Yukimi Mie on the back, "Eezhi, did I provoke Himei Yuko?"

"Huh?" The black-haired girl hanging on Gojo Satoru opened her eyes in a daze, and she said sleepily, "It's not Gojo-sensei's fault, Yuko doesn't like anyone except me."

That overly hot preference is so obvious that it can be called abnormal, but the person concerned is indifferent to it.

"Is it really your follower?" Wujo Gou raised his eyebrows, he let go of Yukimi Mie's hand, "Are you awake? Go back to your room and go to sleep."

"Teacher, let's go to bed earlier." Xue Jian Weizhi didn't miss it.She kicked off her shoes as she walked towards the room, and flung herself onto the bed with a snap, like a soft omelette, slowly rolling herself up.

The egg burrito was about to be freshly baked, Xue Jian Weizhi closed his eyes and picked up Wu Miao who was lying on the pillow and put it under his face, rubbing it with satisfaction.

Gojo Satoru, who was sitting on the sofa thinking about something, was silent for a moment, the familiar soft touch squeezed his whole body into the sofa, the pressure was not strong but there was no room for resistance.

Thanks to Zhizhi for not having the good habit of closing the door casually, Wutiao Wu saw clearly where Wu Meow was pressed.

It's good, it's safe, it's ethical.

Drowsiness is contagious, the little one inside is sleeping soundly, the man outside is distracted, and his mind is full of only the thought of "go to your mother's mission report and let me sleep".

The tall figure sitting on the sofa gradually slid down, Gojo Satoru gave up resistance, and let the downward pressure from the synesthesia push him down on the sofa.

The girl's shallow breathing lingered in his ears, Gojo Satoru closed his eyes sleepily.

Separated by a wall, the two fell into a sweet dream.

Gojo Satoru's return is both good and bad news for Yukimi Mie.

The desserts in the refrigerator are continuously replenished, and no matter how rare and limited editions are, you can easily eat them.But last night, the cake that she agreed to save until the next morning might be wiped out by Gojo Satoru who woke up in the middle of the night to look for food.

Takeaway boxes are piled up on the coffee table, Gojo Wu, who is tired of eating, occasionally cooks by himself in an apron, Zhizhi sneaks around outside the kitchen, and is grabbed by a man and stuffed his mouth full of shredded green peppers.

The control training of spell power has also been officially brought to the fore. Unlike the ease with which he fought with Fukuroe, Gojo Satoru will not show mercy to Yukimi Mie at all.

"Come again." The white-haired young man waved his hand, allowing the girl who was submerged in the smoke and dust to stand up by herself.

Gojo Satoru didn't wear the iconic high school uniform, he simply put on a black T, slim trousers set off his slender legs, and a pair of brand new sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"The teacher is surprisingly good at gymnastics." Xuejian Weizhi moved her wrist, indifferent to the deep and shallow bruises on her arm.

She was eager to try a vigorous step and punched her fist, the magic power wrapped around her knuckles in flames, and slammed at Gojo Wu.

"It's so fierce." Wujo Gou resisted the fist with his palm, he took a step back and turned his head to avoid the kick from Yukimi Miko, "That's a good move."

Yukimi Mie's Taijutsu is very good, and Gojo Satoru was quite surprised when he first discovered this.

Her incantations are of the standard mage type, and with the omnipotent flame of the abyss, she should not pay so much attention to physical skills.Even Gojo Satoru himself understood the importance of Taijutsu only after he had fought a deadly battle with Fu Heisher.

Fukuzawa Yukichi really raised this child well, so good that if he didn't work harder as a teacher, he might not be able to teach her anything at all.

"Zhizhi." Gojo Satoru hooked his fingers at Xuejian Weizhi, "Remove your hairpin."

"Huh?" Xuejian Weizhi stopped, "Seriously, Teacher Wujo? It's okay, but the training room will be burned down."

There are two power suppressors on Yukimi Mie's body, one is the dark gold reverse cross hairpin sandwiched between her hair, and the other is the black choker on her neck.

Gojo Satoru has only studied her hairpin, and there is a small scale knob on the back of the reverse cross, which can freely control the degree of suppression.

He didn't touch the choker. Fukuzawa Yukichi mentioned vaguely when entrusting Yukimi Mie to him: the choker is the last limit.

That is, there will be a decisive change after taking it.

Gojo Satoru was actually quite curious, but Yukimi Mie, who was always very talkative to him, shook his head desperately when he mentioned this matter, with "You beast", "You're not right", "You lost your virginity, trouble yourself" all over your face. Pick it up."

Gojo Satoru became even more curious. He dug out Yukami Mie's self-introduction from the corner of his memory. She called her choker "the hub for the transformation of animal nature and reason"...

Hiss, this adjective is not very good.

To be honest, Yukimi Mie doesn't mind taking the choker, because she won't be the one who gets hurt.

She just couldn't bear to take away the chastity of an ignorant boy, curiosity killed the cat, what a shameful thing it is to be taken away for satisfying a momentary desire!Zhizhi is by no means a shameless person, she will guard the chastity of Teacher Wutiao!

It's not a big problem to get the issuing card.Yukimi Mie looked around the training ground for a week: Very good, the wooden floor, you will be gone.

She doesn't understand the happiness of rich people, anyway, it's not Zhizhi who pays for the maintenance.

The girl with skin as pale as snow stood where she was. She loosely tore off the gauze covering her left eye, and unhurriedly unwrapped the bandage wrapped around her right arm.

The magnificent different pupils stared at Wujo Satoru, and the arms that broke free from the seal faintly danced with joy.

Due to training, the girl tied a single ponytail, and the dark golden hairpin was biting diagonally on the hair rope.Her fingertips touched the headband, the fine ashes were swept away by the wind, and her long hair fell like a waterfall.

"Ding Dang." The metal hairpin rolled to the floor.

"It's so comfortable," the girl murmured in a low voice, her eyebrows curved. "The body is so light."

The shackles locked on the iron door fell with a bang, waking up the sleeping flame beast behind the door.

It exhaled fiery snort, opened its mouth wide and yawned, shaking its quills.

The water vapor in the air evaporated silently, and even the outer layer of the human skin was faintly dry and cracked. "Heat" is no longer a sense, but a solid materialization, expanding to occupy the entire space.

She obviously didn't do anything, the extreme oppression had already caused the floor to creak and collapse into ashes piece by piece.

No lower limit runs all the time, separating the invisible magma from the skin.Gojo Satoru looked at his students with great interest, not worried at all about the training room that was about to be reduced to ashes.

"That's interesting." There was an excited smile in his eyes.

Xuejian Weizhi stared at the void with blurred eyes, and the unconscious smile on his lips became more and more joyful.

Her pale skin was smoked into a light red, her dimples were stained with cinnabar, and she was incredibly delicate and beautiful.Like a beauty vase tempered by flames in a porcelain kiln, compared with the pure and peaceful beauty after cooling, its hot and untouchable appearance is more amazing.

The mantra power that has been suppressed for too long cannot be absorbed into the body at all. If the opponent is someone else, Mie Yukimi may try to restrain himself, but the person standing over there is Gojo Satoru.

Known as the strongest and invincible Gojo Satoru.

What else is there to be afraid of?Let's burn it, burn everything clean, all the distances that get in the way and the obstacles that don't need to exist will all disappear for her!

Burn to the end without end.

Yukimi Mie's hand rested lightly on the choker on her neck.

Her senses spread with the flames, and the rich red blocked her vision but could not hide her perception. She "seeed" the infinite magic formula that separated the flowing fire, saw Gojo Satoru's ease of use, and saw the admiration in his pupils .

Those azure blue pupils were dyed a dazzling red.

How about a little more?The girl's fingers were lightly clasped on the metal ring of the leather collar.

Gojo Satoru keenly noticed that the red flame was slowly turning black.

Like a rose in full bloom that is close to erosion, with burnt black lines showing on the edge, the fragrance is so strong that it will drown people in a rose-colored trap.

Death sounded the alarm, and the white doves perched in the bell tower turned into black crows, which fled away with a clatter.

"Will Principal Noctua disqualify me from the selection of outstanding teachers because of deliberately destroying school property?" Gojo Satoru fell into deep thought.

The training room is gone, not only is it gone, the whole building is gone.The load-bearing walls and stone pillars were burnt to nothing but wreckage, and the wooden floor was devoured to nothing by the ravenous flames.

The fire alarm made Gojo Satoru's head hurt, and at the same time woke up Yukimi Mie, who almost let himself go.

It's not good, it's too much fun, Zhizhi's pupils tremble, and the hand on the collar retracts like an electric shock.She lowered her head in a hurry, looking for her hairpin among the ruins.

The entire building was burned, and the thickness of the accumulated dust can be imagined.Xuejian Weizhi choked up and plunged into the pile of dust, groping for the dark golden hairpin that disappeared somewhere.

The surging flame reluctantly returned to the master's body, and the hot tongue licked the girl's cheek. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, her face was dirty.

"Is it really uncontrollable to release too much at once?" Gojo Satoru squatted beside him and watched Xuejian Miie busy spinning around in the dust.

It burned down a building in the instant it was released, and the change in the color of the flame is probably far from the limit.

As expected of a natural super class, the power of arrogance is really fascinating.

"Teacher Wutiao, help me find together!" Zhizhi's head hurts.The High School of Conjuration is either wood or woods, and it is full of fuel that burns well. It is completely tempting her to play with fire.

Gojo Satoru refuses to dig the soil, and he counts Luo Xuejian Mie's mistakes in training one by one: he didn't react in time, he didn't know his own strength... He never mentioned the appreciation and admiration in the man's eyes at the moment when the flames filled the air.

"If you take off the hairpin and choker together, what will happen to your flame?" Wujo Gojo rested his chin and watched Yukimi Mie finally put on the hairpin again, pressing the imminent mantra into his body.

"Teacher Wutiao, do you want to watch it?" Seeing that Wei Zhi paused for a hand to take out a tissue from his pocket, Xue asked back.

Gojo Satoru nodded.

Xue Jian Weizhi compared the clean face of the culprit who asked her to remove the hairpin with her own dirty hands, and she was afraid from the heart.

She walked up to Gojo Satoru who was squatting, and bent down.

There was still residual heat on the girl's body, and the lips close to the five Wuwu's earlobes were like hot red irons.

No Lower Limit is only aimed at aggressive behavior towards Gojo Satoru. Xue Jian Weizhi vowed that she has no malicious intentions, and No Lower Limit should not stop her.

No lower limit: fine, I disappear, you can do whatever you want.

Zhi Zhi approached Gojo Wu, hugged his neck under the curious and expectant eyes of the man, and rubbed Wujo Wu's face vigorously.

She viciously wiped the ashes from her face onto Gojo Wu's face: "I won't show you."