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

The celebration went on into the night.

In the end, the people in the hall were either drunk or fell asleep on the side because of sleepiness, and very few people were still awake.

The space in the hall is large enough that the columns don't look crowded when they lie down on the ground.

In addition, before the obstetric house Shiki Yaoya was helped back to the room by his wife, he also had bedding delivered, so everyone didn't even have the idea of ​​moving. They just pulled the quilt over and covered it, and fell asleep when they were sleepy.

Tonight is a rare night where I can sleep peacefully.

However, Zhimeng, who fell drunk first, woke up at this time.

Opening his eyes in confusion, he felt a little dizzy, and at the same time, he smelled a faint smell of alcohol at the tip of his nose, which made him realize what was going on——

He drank a glass of wine, and...then it broke.

Zhimeng wanted to raise his hand to rub his head, but he felt a familiar feeling of constriction. He couldn't move his arms, so he tried to raise his head - he didn't see anything.

Zhimeng woke up instantly, and found that something was wrong with her vision, why is it so dark in front of her eyes?Still so hard? ? ?

Unexpectedly, when he moved, he heard a muffled groan from above his head.

"Are you awake, Zhimeng?"

Immediately afterwards, there was a familiar coquettish voice: "My chest hurts when you hit me, Zhimeng, rub it for me!"

"Enlightenment?" Zhimeng was confused, but still said truthfully: "But I can't move my arms, and I can't see anything."

After a moment of silence, the person who was the culprit casually let go of his hand, and by the way separated some space behind.

Immediately, Zhimeng felt that the whole person was relaxed, and his vision was normal.

Although the surrounding area was still dark, at least he could see the general outline of the surrounding area clearly, which was much better than when he couldn't see anything clearly just now.

Then I heard someone say frankly and vowedly: "I hugged you to stop Zhimeng from rolling around. You rolled into Jie's arms before."

Weaving Meng was taken aback: "Do I have a bad sleeping posture?"

"Very bad." Someone answered firmly.

"So that's how it is." Weaving Meng suddenly realized.

"No wonder you always squeeze me when we sleep together. I thought it was because of the difference in your sleeping distance. It turns out that I am the one who sleeps differently!"

After all, Zhimeng sincerely apologized: "It's really hard for you, Wu, thank you."

"...You're welcome, this is what I should do." There was a moment of silence, and Gojo Satoru answered without the slightest guilt, and even wanted to laugh.

Pfft, although Weaving Dream seems to have evolved recently, the fact that it is easy to deceive has not changed.

Zhimeng, who didn't know what he was thinking, sat up and looked at the surrounding environment with the faint moonlight outside the open window. Zhimeng finally understood what was going on now.

Ah, they are still in the lobby, are you all asleep?

Realizing this, and seeing Xia Youjie who was sleeping soundly on the other side of him, Zhimeng relaxed his movements and moved closer to Gojo Wu.

Under Gojo Satoru's gaze, he bent down and reached out to touch his chest.

Gojo Satoru was stunned: "...what are you doing?"

"Rub it for you."

Zhimeng said, stopped moving, and simply used the reverse technique: "Does the chest still hurt? Kneading doesn't seem to relieve the pain. Let me cure it for you."

Gojo Satoru was in a complicated mood for a while, Weaving Dreams is so easy to deceive...it's amazing!

In the next moment, he lay down directly under Zhimeng's hands, and said coquettishly.

"Weaving dreams, weaving dreams, the floor is so hard that I feel uncomfortable all over, please give me a massage!"

"Ok!"

Zhimeng didn't have the consciousness of being deceived at all, Gojo Satoru did what he said, and began to massage him.

Following his movements, Gojo Satoru, who just said casually, was a little surprised: "It feels good, Zhimeng, do you still want to massage?"

"Ah, the dean's mother is not in good health and often suffers from backaches, so I went to learn a massage to relieve her."

Speaking of the dean's mother, Zhimeng originally lowered her voice on purpose.

Suddenly stepping on thunder, Gojo Goto paused, turned over and lay on his arm, and continued to act coquettishly without realizing it: "It can be heavier, um, it's the strength, it's comfortable~ um~"

Hearing his voice getting louder, Zhimeng quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"Hush, keep your voice down, Wu, everyone is asleep!"

Unexpectedly, this sentence seemed to hit a certain point of Gojo Satoru, and he became even more excited.

"No no no!"

Unable to speak, he nodded fiercely, indicating that he understood.

Only then did Zhimeng let go of him, and continued to massage his shoulders and back, when he heard someone's groaning sound that was much lighter but seemed to be more sweet.

Zhimeng stopped what he was doing, and asked worriedly: "Is there something wrong with me?"

Why did Satoru make such a sound?I didn't press the dean's mother before!

Gojo Satoru made a deliberately low voice that sounded suspicious no matter how you heard it: "Well, no, weaving dream press is great~ Continue, I'm just too comfortable~"

"Is that so?" Zhimeng suddenly realized, and continued to massage him seriously.

"Weaving dreams, weaving dreams, a little heavier~"

"Ah, is that so?"

"Hmm, it's a bit heavy, let's make it lighter~"

"Ok."

"Well, that's it, it's so comfortable, Zhimeng~"

"It's not a good way to exert strength..."

"Then sit on me..."

……

Although the voice has been deliberately lowered, but when you get close, you can still hear the sound of huh huh.

Xia Youjie was awakened by this strange sound.

The constant groaning and groaning in his ear made him feel a little familiar and at the same time feel a little confused, and then he raised his head——

In the dim light, one of his friends was lying on the ground, and his other friend straddled him up and down...

Xia Youjie: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Xia Youjie's eyes widened, and his mouth was tightly covered by him. He could only scream silently in his heart. While his whole body was shocked, there was also an indescribable complexity.

"You, you—"

Firmly holding on, but with some kind of reluctance, Xia Youjie's voice trembled.

Sitting on Gojo Wu's back, Zhimeng, who was seriously massaging him, turned around when he heard the voice, and said pleasantly when he saw Xia Youjie standing up straight.

"Jie, are you awake?" Then he invited: "Want to have a massage together?"

Shocked and slightly unwilling, Xia Youjie said, "Hmm... wait for the massage!!!"

The voice soared uncontrollably, greeted with boos from Weaving Dream.

"Hush—keep it down, Jay, everyone is asleep!"

Xia Youjie, who had just experienced a roller coaster mentality: "...um."

His complexion is red!

What was he thinking just now!

Fortunately, it was night, and no one else could see it was so dark—Xia Youjie suddenly felt lucky.

However, someone's voice seemed to have seen through his thoughts: "Hey, Jie is so surprised, what was he thinking just now?"

"It's nothing!" Realizing that it was someone's intention, Xia Youjie gritted his teeth instantly.

"I don't believe it!" Gojo Satoru continued to tease cheaply: "Jie must have been thinking about strange things just now, he must be!"

"Yes." Xia Youjie, who was gnashing his teeth, suddenly laughed, and his fierce eyes seemed to be able to ignore the dim environment and nail him firmly.

"I was thinking, how can I kill Wu quickly and accurately!"

Sensing the anger and seriousness in his words, Gojo Satoru faltered instantly, and went to Zhimeng for comfort.

"Weaving Meng, look at Jie, he is getting more and more fierce QAQ!"

"Wu, I'm really angry!"

"Okay, okay, Wu, stop joking with Jie." Zhimeng quickly interrupted the quarrel between the two, got off Wujo Wu, approached the angry Xia Youjie, and asked softly.

"Jay want a massage?"

Xia Youjie, smothered in anger, said, "...Yes."

Immediately afterwards, he also tasted the taste of massage as he lay on the floor and let Zhimeng rub it.

It was a little sore at first, but it got better soon, and the more I pressed, the more comfortable I became.

At the same time, Zhimeng will also considerately ask how the strength is, whether it should be lighter or heavier.

Xia Youjie with a reddish complexion: "Ah, that's good."

Gojo Satoru leaned over: "How about it, isn't the dream weaving technique particularly good? It feels super cool!"

"Shut up——" Xia Youjie's face turned red, and he really wanted to stop the other party's open mouth.

It's obviously a very normal sentence, why is it so unreasonable to say it from the other party's mouth!

Sure enough, it is still a question of enlightenment!

Gojo Satoru, who was yelled at, pretended to be wronged: "Ming Mingjie enjoys it very much..."

Xia Youjie didn't feel guilty at all, he just felt his fists itch and wanted to beat someone up.

However, the other party didn't know how to restrain himself, desperately jumping wildly on the edge of his patience.

"Tsk, I think my body is upright, this is Tsundere, it's Tsundere, Jie, it turns out that Jie is—"

Just when Xia Youjie couldn't bear it anymore and was about to throw his fist, Gojo Wu suddenly shut up.

The surrounding area was dark, and the specific movements could not be seen clearly, but Zhimeng's purposely lowered voice could be clearly heard.

"How do you feel now, is it useful?"

"...It feels great! I want more!"

Unable to see what they were doing, Xia Youjie felt upset when he heard this somewhat terrible conversation, and couldn't help but ask, "Zhimeng, what are you doing?"

"Use the reversal technique to cure Wu's brain." Zhimeng answered truthfully.

Xia Youjie: "Huh?!"

"Because of Wu's eyes, it's really mind-consuming to use. I just used it twice and it hurts. It must be even more uncomfortable for Wu to do this every day."

Zhimeng explained softly: "So, I will try to see if the reversal technique can help Wu reduce the burden on the six eyes."

"Okay~" Wujo Wu's rippling voice came: "It's better to say it's better, it's never been so good, Zhimeng, you will treat me often in the future, I can't do without Zhimeng!"

Xia Youjie, who came to his senses: "You can't rely on others, Wu, you should learn the reversal technique yourself."

"Jie is right. To understand your situation, it is better to learn the reversal technique by yourself. I can't follow you all the time." Zhimeng nodded in agreement.

"I think so too..." Gojo Satoru rarely felt depressed.

"But it's so difficult to reverse the spell, and that guy Nitro doesn't speak human language, so he can't understand it at all."

"But Wu can see the operation of the reversal technique?" Zhimeng wondered: "I can see the principle of the technique clearly, so I can't learn it?"

Gojo Satoru retorted: "Seeing clearly and learning are completely different things!"

His six eyes haven't cheated to the point where he can automatically learn other people's spells just by looking at them!

Xia Youjie mocked: "Aren't you the strongest?"

You can't learn this!

Gojo Satoru is confident: "I am the strongest in terms of force!"

The reversal technique is not an offensive technique!

Xia Youjie was defeated.

Weaving Meng didn't know when he stopped the massage and the reversal technique, and knelt down between the two of them, asking with sparkling eyes.

"Jie, Wu, are you still sleepy? I can't sleep anymore."

Xia Youjie and Wutiaowu looked up at him, and heard Zhimeng say expectantly: "It's not yet dawn, shall we go and see the stars? Maybe we can wait until the sunrise!"

Xia Youjie naturally agreed: "Okay."

Gojo Satoru got up straight away: "Let's go!"

So, after murmuring for a while, the three of them, who were no longer sleepy, sneaked out of the hall and climbed up to the roof to watch the stars.

During the period, after watching for a while, the three of them felt that just looking at the stars was a bit boring, and they sneaked into the kitchen again, took a few plates of wagashi left over from today, made a pot of tea by the way, and climbed up to the roof to eat and watch the stars again .

Zhimeng looked up: "Well, the stars and the moon in the other world are still as bright!"

Gojo Satoru swallowed the food in his mouth: "There are not two suns in the sky of another world, so disappointed!"

Xia Youjie, who picked up the tea, was speechless: "One sun is very hot, two suns, can humans still live?"

"Not necessarily, humans are very adaptable~"

"No matter how strong you are, you don't like heat..."

Zhimeng held her chin, watching the two bickering with crooked eyebrows.

Until the two stopped suddenly, looked at him together, and asked him why he stopped talking and what he was thinking.

"I'm thinking--"

Zhimeng smiled sweetly: "After drinking this time, Jie and Wu are both normal, that's great!"

The two people who asked the question suddenly stopped talking.

What to say?

In fact, they have always been normal, and there are others who are abnormal——

Forget it, since we decided to hide Zhimeng about the future, we can't admit that they weren't the ones who were abnormal that time.

It's not that they haven't thought about telling Zhimeng about the future, but they also considered whether there will be a butterfly effect-this is how it is played in movies-after thinking about it, when Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie reacted, they had already subconsciously choose to hide.

In any case, the dream weaving in the future will sleep for a long time, which makes them always have an unspeakable sense of awkwardness and guilt - they clearly promised to protect each other, but in the end they broke their promises.

Now, they already know most of the future news in advance, so the test that must not fail is coming.

This time, they will not follow in their footsteps in the future!

After a while, Zhimeng heard the two answer.

Gojo Satoru: "Well, Jie and I are normal."

Xia Youjie: "We have always been normal."

——The abnormal future will not appear again!

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Want to become stronger, eager to become stronger - for the desired future!