A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

In the end, Gojo Satoru, who managed to escape the beating, failed to escape the slaughter.

Even if they let each other go in order not to be ashamed, Xia Youjie and Jia Ru Nizi still felt angry and vented it on the food.

Sitting in a high-end restaurant, ordering special dishes, and the bright smiling faces of the waiters in the store are the money that Gojo Wu's wallet keeps losing.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt relieved.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't have the meat pain they imagined. Instead, he happily discussed with Zhimeng which dish was more delicious.

“Dessert Dessert Sai Gao!”

"As long as it tastes good, I can accept both sweet and salty."

"What!" Gojo Goto turned pale with shock, "We agreed that everyone is a sweetheart!"

Zhimeng thought about it seriously, and denied it affirmatively: "No, I didn't say that."

Wujo Satoru lost all color in an instant.

"This, this wave turned out to be a backstab!"

"puff."

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi couldn't help laughing.

The food was also served in a timely manner, and the food successfully prevented the war of words that was about to be staged again.

With the smoothness of the food, Gojo Satoru was gagged by the dessert, and the atmosphere finally relaxed.

When the food was almost finished, Zhimeng suddenly said, "By the way, how did you discover your technique? Why can't I feel it?"

Um? ! x3

Xia Youjie was obviously surprised: "Don't you already know how to use it?"

"When will I meet?" Zhimeng was also surprised.

"When you were in the park, you got rid of that curse in one fell swoop." Jia Ruozi reminded: "Isn't that your spell?"

"That's not it." Weaving Dream shook his head and explained.

"That's what I learned in anime. It's a very simple technique of using spell power. Have you seen "Tennis Oko"? I refer to Echizen's external spin serve, gather the spell power together and spin it, and when it hits the target explode."

After the words fell, Zhimeng added quite gratifiedly: "Every time you can kill with one hit, this skill is quite practical."

Xia Youjie: ...

Home into the nitro: ...

Only Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement: "It's a very practical skill, although it's not as powerful as my "Cang". "

"Is it the one Wu used today? It's really powerful." Zhimeng nodded in agreement.

"Also, I know the art of weaving dreams."

Gojo Satoru suddenly took off his sunglasses, and stared at Zhimeng with blue eyes that seemed to be shining with stars, looking left and right, his face full of interest: "Your technique is so interesting, I have been observing it for a long time. It's going to change from time to time, and it's different every time, so it's so fun."

First of all, ignoring how the other party knew, Zhimeng honestly answered what he said later: "I don't understand at all."

What does it mean that there will be no time for a while, and it will change back and forth?

So what exactly is his technique?

I am not surprised how Gojo Satoru knew about it. After all, the Gojo family's Six Eyes is still very famous, but I am simply curious about the spell of dream weaving.

"What kind of technique is this? What exactly does it do?"

The same is true for Xia Youjie, turning his attention to Wujo Wu.

Gojo Satoru thought about it for a while, and finally gave a description: "The effect of the technique is to change. It changes, and it changes."

This could be called a perfunctory answer, and Xia Youjie was stunned: "What kind of spell is this?"

Jia Ruozi looked directly at Zhimeng and said: "I think your external rotation spell ball is very good, and you can continue to work hard in this area."

Weaving Meng rested his chin on one hand, lost in thought.

"It's changed... so it's not my illusion."

"I probably understand." Zhimeng gradually figured it out, turned his head and smiled brightly at the people beside him: "Thank you for the reminder, Wu."

"Yes." The white-haired boy accepted his thanks unceremoniously: "After all, I am the strongest."

The other two were suddenly covered in black lines.

Ah, if you really wanted to help, you wouldn't just say it now, and say it so hard to understand, you really did it on purpose!

In short, regardless of whether Gojo Satoru did it on purpose or not, the topic of the technique is over.

After eating and drinking, the four of them walked out of the restaurant. It was the hottest time of the day outside. Except for Wujo Wu who was still thinking about the dessert shop Zhimeng talked about, Xia Youjie and Jiaru Nitrozi wanted to go back to the high school.

The score of continuing to walk and going back was one to two, and the three of them immediately looked at Zhimeng, waiting for his vote.

"I want to go back too. I want to go to Teacher Noctua for some things." Zhimeng, who had voted back, stopped when she saw a flower shop by the roadside.

"Wait for me, everyone!"

Zhimeng then walked briskly into the flower shop.

Looking at his back and looking at the plaque in the flower shop, Gojo Satoru suddenly realized.

"Zhimeng must want to send me flowers to thank you!"

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi instinctively wanted to refute the students who were so triumphant and smiling, but they couldn't help but think about the possibility.

Zhimeng won't thank you for sending flowers for the first time later, will he?

...It's very possible, they also found out that he is a guy who is keen on doing all kinds of things he hasn't done before.

But looking at Gojo Wu's expression that was so confident that he didn't want to be beaten, Xia Youjie couldn't help but have the idea that he didn't want the other party to get what he wanted.

"Wu, I don't think...Zhimeng doesn't look like he would send flowers to boys."

No wonder!

According to the character of the other party who is particularly keen on things he has never done, even if he did this, he would not be surprised.

Jia Ruozi nodded in agreement: "I think so too."

Don't ask why, just because you don't want to see someone swell to the point of floating.

"Jealousy, you guys are jealousy!" Gojo Satoru was not affected at all, and even looked overly confident, and said frankly.

"Just watch it, weaving dreams must be given to me."

Just as he was talking, the Lord had already come out of the flower shop, and he could even clearly see him holding three different bouquets of flowers.

Gojo Goto straightened his posture immediately, confidently waiting for Zhimeng to bring him flowers.

Xia Youjie looked at the three bouquets of flowers that Zhimeng was carrying, and compared the three of them, he was pleasantly surprised and at the same time had the same confidence as Wujo Wu.

——He must have a bouquet of these flowers!

Then, under the self-confidence of the two DKs, Zhimeng gave a bouquet of pink lilies to Jiarui Zizi.

"Glasses are as beautiful as flowers, be happier every day, don't be as decadent as uncle at such a young age!"

The beautiful pink lily was accompanied by the praise of the beautiful young man, Jiarui Niuzi was silent for a moment, reached out to take it, and then pinched Zhimeng's bright smiling face.

"Tell me, who did you learn this from?"

To be honest, being happy with being given flowers is a pleasure, but hearing Zhimeng say such flirtatious words, I feel inexplicably uncomfortable that the other party has learned something wrong.

Zhimeng blinked, but didn't struggle, and explained somewhat inarticulately: "I didn't learn from anyone, I just wanted Nitro to be happier."

These days Nitro has helped him heal a lot, he is really grateful to her, and wants to repay him.

Jiaru Nitzi let go of his hand, stretched his eyebrows, and smiled at him with Fen Baihe in his arms: "Thank you, I like it very much."

Seeing her smile, Zhimeng also laughed, hugging the remaining two bouquets of flowers and said with a smile: "Then let's go back."

"Wait!" Gojo Satoru, who hadn't waited for the thank you gift, was a little unsteady, he stretched his long legs and leaned in front of Zhimeng, staring at the flower in his arms for hints.

"What about me weaving dreams? What about me?"

Zhimeng followed his line of sight to see the flowers she was carrying, and then looked at the expectant expression of the other party, and immediately understood.

"Does Wu also like flowers?"

Gojo Satoru nodded frantically, took off his sunglasses and stared frantically, and almost took it himself.

Zhimeng was very happy to meet a fellow fan: "Then I recommend Chinese rose, no matter what color it is, it looks good, Wu also go in and have a look, we are waiting for you here."

The anticipation on Gojo Satoru's face froze.

Xia Youjie at the side was not in the mood to laugh at the other party, because he also realized something——

"Isn't this flower for me?"

Gojo Satoru looked at Zhimeng in disbelief.

In addition to the bunch of pink lilies that I gave to my family, the other two bunches in Zhimeng's arms are multi-color roses and blue-and-white baby's breath.

Gojo Satoru still clearly remembers that when they met for the first time, the other party praised his eyes as beautiful as the blue and white gypsophila, so isn't this blue and white gypsophila given to him?

Facing his disbelief, Zhimeng was also puzzled: "No, these are for myself."

"I don't have the habit of sending flowers of the same sex."

——The dean's mother said that flowers can only be given to girls.

There was a click, as if something was broken.

It was Wujo Wu of petrification, and the self-confidence of the other party's shattered moment.

Xia Youjie, who guessed right but wasn't very happy, was in a complicated mood: ... Is it worthy of weaving dreams?

When he thought he already understood Zhimeng, the other party could still do things that surprised him.

Just like now.

In the end, the biggest winner, Jia Ruozi, with a happy smile, greeted Zhimeng and took a taxi back.

Behind him was a certain DK against a sky-collapsed gloomy background, and a sympathetic figure.

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Like fog, impenetrable.