Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

Snapped!

Ayin shrank her neck.

The teacup was knocked heavily on the table, and the porcelain trembled a few times.

A Yin secretly glanced at Hui, the black-haired boy's complexion was cloudy, he walked into this fast food restaurant without saying a word, and A Yin couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

She and the boy named Polygonum cuspidatum looked at each other.

Ayin didn't know why she felt guilty.

"you……"

Hui came with a snack, and just a word popped out from his lips, and then suddenly lost his voice.

Not only Ah Yin,? He himself felt that he was inexplicable.

If it is said that this unforeseen emotion came from A Yin's departure...wasn't he the one who designed her to leave?

Gojo Satoru is not happy, and there is some reason,? He has no right and position to be angry at all, right?

After being silent for a long time, Hui attributed this feeling of not knowing where it came from to the sensibility brewed after not seeing someone for a long time.

A Yin has been looking at him.

Megumi in her teenage years was very novel to her.

She has only seen Hui in her childhood and adolescence, and the immature and ignorant ones in her youth? The ones that have not yet bloomed, exuding a green fragrance like unripe apples... There is even a bad feeling of rebellion .

If you change your identity and background, maybe you will become the protagonist of a romantic campus novel.

An invisible silence shrouded the heads of the three of them. Neither Ayin nor Hui spoke, but made the outsider's Knotweed Yuhito fidget.

Fortunately, Knotweed Yujin is a good player to enliven the atmosphere.

"I'm talking about you! Don't keep talking."

"Aren't there still many doubts that have not been solved?"

For example, he himself has a lot of problems.

Knotweed Yuhito's steps are handed very well.

Hui's eyes moved slightly, and he looked away from Ayin.

"About your matter, if you eat Su Nuo's finger, the conjuration college will not ignore it. A fool will come to pick you up later,? He should explain it clearly to you."

Knotweed: "Yes!"

A Yin: "...fool?"

When Hui Zai looked at A Yin, a gloating smile appeared in his eyes.

"I just contacted him." Hui shook his phone, "Guess, did I tell him about you?"

After entering the college, he became half a social animal.

Hui has successfully learned the time management skills necessary for social animals. In just a few minutes of picking up the meal, he completed the SMS exchange with a certain white hair.

[Hui: There was an accident in the task of recovering the cursed object here in Sendai.You'd better come here yourself. 】

[Wujo: Huh?No way, you actually overturned on such a small task?Long time no see, you have regressed again, Your Excellency Zenyuan! 】

[Hui: You'd better call my name honestly.If you don't want me to call you "Your Excellency Wutiao" in front of A Yin. 】

Ten years was enough for the two of them to figure out each other's past life identities and know the extent of each other's memory recovery.

Thinking that Gojo Satoru's past life memories were stimulated by his own pieces of paper, Ena felt regretful.

However, even so, Hui did not take the initiative to touch the memory in the piece of paper, and his memory has always maintained a progress of about 10%.

Regarding this point, unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru did not urge him.

The white-haired young man stared at the few messages on the phone, and his fingertips rested on the screen buttons, without making any next move for a long time.

A chuckle escaped Gojo Satoru's throat, his voice trembling slightly in the air, and was finally rubbed away by the breeze.

The only person who can mention the name "A Yin" with such a natural and friendly attitude...is the only one now, Kei?

Wujo Satoru knew it at a glance.

In Hui's memory, the most important piece is missing.

He didn't remember that A Yin died once in his previous life, and he didn't remember how A Yin lay lifeless in a pool of blood.

He even forgot... At the end of the previous life, how the two of them hated each other so much that they resorted to killing moves and died together.

Hui didn't remember any of this.

That's why he was able to talk to Gojo Satoru without hesitation, and when Gojo Goto was silent and abnormally silent, he uttered the name "Ayin" openly.He forgot.

Gojo Satoru's attitude towards this is to stand on the sidelines, he will not interfere with anything related to Kei's memory, even if he has to admit...

He is a little envious of Hui, who only keeps the best memories.

Humming inwardly, Wujo Wujo typed quickly.

[Five articles: I don’t, I’ll call it, Your Excellency, Your Excellency, Your Excellency, Your Excellency, Your Excellency, Your Excellency! 】

benefit:"……"

Why do you look more like a rebellious childish boy when you are 28 than I am when you are 15?

[Five: Anyway, A Yin is not here——]

Wait, no.

Gojo Satoru suddenly got stuck.

He quickly swipe up the phone screen and re-read the message sent by Hui.

Hui would not mention Ayin in front of him gracefully.

The threat of "calling you Your Excellency Wutiao in front of Ayin"... In this life, they are more accustomed to calling them by their first names, and rarely use honorifics.Once such a visual title is given out, it is equivalent to a direct showdown with her, which Wujo Satoru is currently trying to avoid.

But the premise is that A Yin is there.

Gojo Satoru thought of a possibility.

After being dazed for a moment, he heard a crisp "click" sound, and looked down, only to realize that he had unconsciously crushed the phone screen.

He didn't care about other things, and hurriedly confirmed to Hui.

[Five articles: Is she back? 】

[Hui: Guess what? 】

In this life, both parents are smooth and smooth, and Hui, who is praised as a treasure by the Buddhist family, finally no longer suppresses his personality, and the evil taste in his nature is exposed little by little.

[Five: Where are you? 】

So Hui sent him a location.

Afterwards, Wujo Wu's news fell silent, Hui put the phone back in his pocket, and walked towards A Yin and Yuzhang Yuren with snacks.

Looking at those two, Hui could almost foresee a future where the magic world would no longer be peaceful.

However, his state of mind is very relaxed.

It was a sense of peace that I didn't know where it came from, but it made people feel that the dust had settled.

"Where do you plan to go after that?"

Hui went straight in, looking directly into A Yin's eyes calmly: "As far as the Zenyuan family is concerned, the fellow directly adjacent to the Zenyuan is quite honest, and he didn't make small moves while you were away. If you want, you can take back your power at any time."

"As for the high school..." Hui paused, hesitated for a few seconds, and still didn't say the words "Principal Ye Moth might wish you could go back and take over as soon as possible".

"Anyway, it all depends on what you want."

Ayin held the milk tea in both hands, with the soft pearls on the tip of her tongue, she meditated while chewing.

Just now, according to Hui's narration, she had a little understanding of the current magic world.

Thanks to the overall complacency of the magic world, even after ten years, the system has not changed much from ten years ago, and Ah Yin will soon be familiar with it again.

The high school is almost all his own people, and the talent resources are overflowing. After Ayin passed, he would just hang up a idle job.

Compared with the Tokyo High School that doesn't need to be changed much, the Yusanjia is more suitable for her to use her hands and feet...

"Is there any need to think about it? Ah Yin must be going back to the high school with me!"

The thread of thought was cut off, leaving a large blank.

A sudden external force grabbed A Yin's shoulders and pulled her to the rear.

Ayin leaned back uncontrollably, touching a person's chest, and a slightly higher body temperature came from behind.The arm wrapped around her shoulders, and it actually held her half in his arms.

At the earlobe, there is a hot and humid breath.

She heard him whisper.

"Right, Yin?"

A Yin raised his head suddenly, his eyes were surprised.

Staring blankly at the face close at hand, for a long while, Ayin's lips parted, and he murmured almost like a whisper.

"Wu... It's been a long time since I saw you, your appearance is even more peculiar."

Gojo Satoru: "?"

Hui: "Pfft."

If it is said that Hui's change gave Ayin the greatest feeling, it was at the age level.

Then Gojo Satoru...is his form.

Wu, 70 years ago, has long white hair flowing like snow, with his sleeves in his hands, and a smile on his lips. Although he is not serious on the inside, his every move on the outside is full of the elegance of a nobleman.

As a result, he was gone forever.

Childhood was fine, and Shenzi's temperament was well controlled. DK Wu is synonymous with chicken breaking, ten times more worrying than Hui.

And now he...

Ah Yin couldn't help tugging on his blindfold, and said, "You're more like a blind person than when you were a student, Wu."

Wow, he still has his hair up.

This guy is completely relying on his good looks to make a mess.

Gojo Satoru grabbed Ayin's cheek and squeezed it out.

"I think it's good. It's super cool, okay?"

He kneaded A Yin's face so hard that A Yin's cheeks turned red, and he finally let go and took off his blindfold.

In an instant, her face was once again reflected in the translucent blue of colored glaze.

There was a smile in Gojo Satoru's eyes, but under the honey-like shell was some kind of obscure medium.

The feel is dry.

No sticky, warm blood.

Breathing is steady and long, not intermittent like a candle in the wind.

Wujo Wu's fingers touched Ayin's neck lightly, and then retracted immediately.

The pulse is also beating.

To this day, Wutiao Wu can relax his nerves and turn the anguish and obsession that has been stagnant in his heart for ten years into a turbid breath.

The pulsation of life felt under the hands is real.

Wujo Wu rested his forehead on the side of her neck and closed his eyes for a while.

His abnormality even caused Kei to look sideways frequently, and the black-haired boy looked puzzled, not understanding why this person had such a look of rejoicing like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

"Five Enlightenments?"

Hui frowned, urging dissatisfied.

"Are you going to leave others here like this? I told you that there is business."

Gojo Satoru raised his head, and said with a teasing smile, "Okay, Megumin is true. The older she gets, the less cute she becomes."

benefit:"……"

this person!

If you don't block him with age and seniority, will he die!

If there is anything that upsets Hui most in his life, it is undoubtedly that he was born more than ten years later than Gojo Satoru, allowing this guy to act as an "elder" and silence him.

"Your child... is called Knotweed Yuren, right?"

Caressing his chin, Gojo Satoru moved closer to him, and carefully looked at Yuzuhiro Hirohito.

"Well, it's really mixed together."

He smiled and snapped his fingers lazily.

"Then, before that, let me ask a question. Answer it obediently."

Knotabagi Yuhito reflexively sat upright: "Yes, please tell me."

"you……"

Gojo Satoru's voice suddenly sank a few degrees, his frivolous smile retracted, and he looked at Yuzu Yujin with some kind of calm thinking in his eyes.

"If someone said to you, 'You can destroy Su Nuo's finger only if you die', would you die?"

The white-haired young man had his legs crossed, and his sitting posture was very casual, but his voice was dull, adding to the coldness and even a faint sense of oppression.

"answer me."

"For the sake of 'righteousness', are you willing to be killed by me?"

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you still remember, how did Ah Yin die in the previous life...

Huzi's situation is like a kind of history repeating itself.

感谢在2021-09-05?16:34:43~2021-09-08?18:39:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Guiyun.? 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Lemon Rowling? 20 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard