Only 5t5 persecuted world

"Did he really say that? It's so romantic." Suzuki Sonoko held his face in both hands, with an obsessed dreamy expression on his face.

The magic show at night once again ended with the white hang glider disappearing from people's view.After the wisteria trellis, the quarreling couple's crisis was resolved and they hugged each other again. Conan and Police Officer Nakamori rushed to take the gem from Yukami Mie's hand, out of breath.

As the last witness who saw Kaitou Kidd leave, Zhizhi was called to make a simple statement.

Officer Nakamori is much more lenient than Officer Megure. During the confession, Mori Ran and Suzuki Sonoko came to talk to Yukimi Mie, especially Sonoko, Kidd’s number one fan, who kept pestering her to tell her about Kidd. Adult handsome.

Let Zhizhi praise Wujo Wu, and she can praise it for an hour without repeating the same thing.But to praise others, emmmm has nothing to say.

Xue Jian Weizhi's Chinese scores are quite excellent, and she has a large vocabulary, but she is a double-standard dog who can belittle Qingkong Zhiyan compared with Wujo Wu. If it's exclusive, she won't use it to describe others at all.

So, facing Miss Suzuki's expectant eyes, Xue Jian Mie took out her mobile phone and searched without changing her face: excerpts of good words and sentences describing the appearance of elementary school.

I'm sorry Kidd, but she'll try to piece together a thousand-word rainbow fart for you.

"Uncle Jiro Jiro made a big fuss." Suzuki Sonoko stuck out his tongue, "Obviously he didn't lose anything... He will definitely go to buy new gems, and I can see Lord Kidd a few more times!"

"Has the Eye of the Blue Sky been put back into the safe?" Xuejian Weizhi asked.

"Probably, there are too many precious stones in the safe, so I didn't take a closer look." The rich lady Yuanzi said.

For Suzuki Jirokichi, the gem that was taken away by the Kaitou Kidd and returned is like a cold concubine who has fallen out of favor, and can no longer be favored by the emperor.

"Really." Xue Jian Weizhi nodded and stopped talking.

She actually... quite likes the eyes of the blue sky.

Of course it can’t be compared with Wujo Wu’s eyes, and it doesn’t belong to the nature of eating a meal replacement——Gojo Wu’s six eyes can be seen by pulling the blindfold if she wants to see them. brag about yourself.

The Eye of the Blue Sky has only one advantage: it can be held in her palm.

Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to squeeze it and drink it with You Lemei.

"It's very subtle. I told you that Mr. Gojo can't laugh at me." A few months later, Yukimi Mie, who was on the phone with Gojo Wujo who was on a business trip, mentioned this incident.

The weather turned from cold to hot, and the fluffy pajamas of the big-tailed squirrel were stuffed deep into the closet.Zhizhi's summer pajamas are printed with many little rabbits holding carrots, and there is a fluffy little rabbit tail at the end of the skirt. She likes to play with fluffy hands when she has nothing to do.

The air-conditioned room was cool and pleasant. The little girl pressed Wu Miao under her body, holding the phone in one hand and playing with the tail of the rabbit in the other, rolling around on the bed without stopping.

"How can I laugh at Zhizhi?" Gojo Satoru said nonsense that neither of them would believe at all, "I only record and then release it publicly at the high school party to make Zhizhi die socially——Okay, okay, Come on, you like that gemstone, not quite as much as my eyes, but you like it—and why?"

"Beforehand, I didn't take a meal replacement." Xuejian Weizhi raised her hand to emphasize it again. She ignored the kitten's subtle protest and rolled the curse under her body. What it dropped fell right into my palm."

Gojo Satoru understood.He held the mobile phone in one hand, and lazily gathered a [H] in the other hand, the curse spirit in front of him was wiped out in the black-red beam, and the conjurer himself uncomfortably pulled off his collar to breathe.

The limp girl is restless even on the phone, Wu Miao is probably crushed by her.Dolls made of felt are harder than cotton, and the flattened place slowly recovers, and when it is halfway down, it is pressed down from a new angle, and the cycle repeats.

As expected of the principal of Noctua Moth, the felt felt is real and durable.

The curse skeleton survived tenaciously, how could the body that communicated with it show any clues?Gojo Satoru opened his collar to breathe, and his voice was the same as always: "Because the eye of the blue sky means 'beloved falling in the palm', and it happened to fall into your palm, so do you think it is destined?"

Conjurers believe in fate, and a patient with secondary illness like Zhizhi is quite obsessed with "Godsent", which sounds cool and invincible and perfectly fits her status as the chosen messenger of justice.

"Well... part of the reason is." Xuejian Weizhi rested her chin on Wu Meow, and changed from pulling her own rabbit tail to grab Wu Meow's cat tail.The mobile phone was turned on and placed on the bed. She stared at the "Teacher Wutiao" in the contact column for a moment, and then said slowly:

"Aren't the teacher's eyes known as the pupil of the sky? I always said that the eye of the blue sky is just a low-end version, not even one tenth or even one percent of the six eyes, but it is indeed a very beautiful piece. It is also the closest thing I have ever seen to the eyes of the five teachers."

"It's normal to put it together as a metaphor." Her voice was small, "At that time, it fell from the sky and fell into the palm of my hand. At that moment, I thought, wow, I held the teacher's eyes .”

"In this case, let me let go, so reluctant."

"I shouldn't think so, should I?" The little girl acted as if she had done something wrong, "It's obvious that I said that I'm totally unworthy, and it's an insult to make a comparison, but in the end it's me who has the illusion."

"Besides," the girl scratched the bed sheet twice guiltily, and her voice was almost inaudible, "will be excited about holding the teacher's eyes in her hands... so perverted... Hey, woo The branch is broken."

The little girl slammed her head into the bed, her voice was weak: "Ignore it! Ignore my words! Someone must have tricked me, trust me!"

On the other end of the phone, Gojo Satoru remained silent for a long while.

Of course he didn't feel angry, and Gojo Satoru wouldn't be angry at all even though the imagination that Xue Jian Mie actually narrated was quite bloody.

Eyes, bright red and bright black pupils...

how beautiful.

He likes it too.

I like it so much that I hold it tightly in the palm of my hand and worry about falling. If I press a little harder and knead it into powder, can I wake up from the nightmare?

"It doesn't matter." Gojo Satoru heard himself say in his usual frivolous voice, "Zhizhi occasionally has very domineering imaginations, the teacher doesn't hate it."

When you love someone, you want to cherish her, love her, and make her smile happily.

Loving someone, wanting to destroy her, crush her, make her so painful that her voice is hoarse.

"Really?" Xuejian Weizhi muttered softly, rolling around on the bed, "That's great, why are you going home, teacher?"

Can't say, can't say, she occasionally imagines the scene where Wujo Satoru's throat is pierced.

It must be so fast that it will go away with one hit, and it will not even leave an afterimage.The splashed blood wet his eyelashes of pure white feathers like dove velvet, and the blood beads were dotted like diamonds on the front of the curled eyelashes.

The man blinked slowly, his eyes were a shocking blue, blood dripped from his eyelashes, and fell into the black close-fitting shirt.The black clothes did not show the color of bleeding, but stuck to the skin stickily and outlined the slender outline of the body.

Will he be in pain?Still leaning back calmly, his blue eyes looked at the clear blue sky with a calm expression.

Stop thinking about it, you're weird!Xue Jian Weizhi warned himself.

People on both ends of the phone fell into their own unspeakable imaginations and pulled away at the same time. Outsiders would be confused when they heard their calls, but it was hard for them to chat smoothly.

"When will you come back..." Gojo Satoru thought about his to-do list and clicked his tongue in displeasure.

Another day, he will throw all the old men at the top to the grassroots, is there any end?Don't always catch a sheep and pluck its wool!

"Not sure, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Gojo Satoru glanced at the time, "It's already nine o'clock, don't stay up too late."

Occasionally, Zhizhi would get up in the middle of the night and sneakily play a new game, but Gojo Satoru never failed to catch him.

Wu Meow hides merit and fame deeply.

Kitty is the most powerful undercover agent!

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?" Xue Jian Weizhi said without seeing anything strange, "I know, good night, teacher."

Gojo Satoru said goodnight to her, and when he got up to leave the mission site, something flashed through his mind.

He remembered a special day recently, what was it?

"Today is May 5st, and tomorrow is Children's Day, Children's Day..." Gojo Satoru paused.

Children who are eager to grow up early no longer celebrate this day that belongs to them after graduating from elementary school. Yukimi Mie is an exception. She celebrates Children's Day every year.

Because this day is also her birthday.

Zhizhi is a happy child born on Children's Day.

Gojo Satoru glanced at his watch, and pursed his thin lips into a straight line.

There are still three hours to go.

He was in Hokkaido, and he had three super-level curse spirits and five first-level curse spirits to exorcise.

He didn't prepare a gift, if Zhizhi asked him when he would come back, he didn't even remember the date well.

……outrageous.

Xue Jian Weizhi hung up the phone and put the phone aside.

"Tomorrow is my birthday." She hugged Wu Miao and counted on her fingers, "You can eat one, two or three more cakes."

Wu Meow: Too many, did you drift away after learning the reversal technique? (The kitten's eyes of condemnation)

"Do you want to save the strawberry matcha cake in the refrigerator for Teacher Wutiao?" Zhi Zhi said hesitantly, "I really want to eat... Well, but Teacher is very hard on a business trip, so leave half for him."

"I want to bring a cake to Megumi and Tsumiji." Xue Jian Weizhi counted the heads one by one, "Sister Nitzi, Nana Ming, Yuko, Principal Ye Mo..."

"I don't want a birthday party. It wouldn't be fun without Teacher Wutiao." The little girl thought to herself, "What if Teacher Wutiao can come back tomorrow? Make sure he treats you to dinner!"

"But it's hard." Xuejian Weizhi poked Wu Meow's forehead, "It's so busy, Mr. Wutiao is really busy, and it's considered early to come back the day after tomorrow. It's a miracle that he didn't travel for a month or two."

I have a little regret.Zhizhi is like a little rabbit that has been robbed of a carrot, lying limply on the bed.

Lie on all fours, she fell asleep.

When Zhi Zhi woke up, Wu Miao, who was so good at pretending to be a doll, shook off the tail that was almost pulled bald by the little girl. He found a comfortable position and lay down on his own.

The quartz clock in the living room passed by, and the hour hand approached the twelve o'clock position little by little.

Zhi Zhi, who slept dishonestly, hugged Wu Miao, who had thrown herself into a trap, and she didn't know what she dreamed of. Her normally stretched brows were slightly frowned, her mouth was pulled down, and she looked unhappy.

"Crack."

The door of the side sleeping room was unscrewed, and a long and narrow gap was pulled out.

Gojo Satoru, who has been rushing back from the stars and the moon, pushed open the door of Yukimi Mie's room. As soon as he saw the girl sleeping soundly, most of the fatigue from the journey was gone.

"It's a pity that I came back to count down to you, don't you care?" Gojo Goto walked to the bed and poked the little girl's forehead fiercely.

"You're still frowning for me, you little heartless." Wujo Wutiao clicked his tongue unhappily.

The heartless one is tomorrow's little birthday star. It is obviously unrealistic to teach people a lesson on their birthday.

But it is not realistic for Gojo Satoru to swallow this breath.

The man raised his eyebrows, and the bad idea that came to his mind made him feel happy.

Gojo Satoru took out his phone, turned up the volume to the maximum, and clicked on the alarm clock to set the time: 23:59.

The big white-haired cat who did bad things put the mobile phone under Yukimi Mie's pillow as if nothing had happened, and went back to the room to take a bath, wagging its long tail.

At this moment, there is still one minute before Gojo Satoru's mobile phone is scrapped.