don't you have a wife of your own

The soft meat touched by the palm of the hand is very comfortable to pinch, and it feels like kneading a ball of strawberry Daifuku.

Gojo Satoru even felt that if he pushed harder, he might be able to squeeze out the sweet strawberry-flavored filling.

Ji Chuanyuejian looked confused: "Teacher Wu, Wutiao, what are you talking about? What kind of paper man? I don't even understand..."

"It's just unimportant stuff."

Gojo Satoru turned his head and looked ahead at the corridor still immersed in darkness.The previous terrifying fox cry had disappeared, and the beast's heavy breathing could be heard in the silence.

He picked up the chair legs, and at the same time pulled out a corner of his coat and handed it to Ji Chuanyuejian: "Pull, follow closely, don't lose it halfway."

Oi Chuanyue Jian quickly grabbed the corner of the clothes that Gojo Gojo handed over, and the distance between the two of them suddenly became much closer.

There are five offices on the second floor.Two of them were taken over by Wujo Wutiao, and the remaining three closed their doors tightly in fear of death, making up their minds not to show their heads.

Every time Gojo Wu walked through a door, he would tap on the office door with the leg of a chair and whisper softly: "Open the door, the teacher is here to check the night-don't be afraid, the teacher is a good person, open the door~"

A series of frightened wailings came from the office where the door was knocked on.Gojo Satoru is like a child who has found an interesting toy and is having a great time playing it.

Walking through the corridor, the stairs leading to the third floor appeared in front of them.Compared with the environment on the second floor, where there is barely enough moonlight to illuminate the environment, the third floor is completely engulfed in darkness.

Even Gojo Satoru found it a bit tricky in such a dark environment.

Oi Chuanyuejian opened the medical box and searched: "I remember there was a flashlight... a flashlight... ah! I found it!"

She took out a bright yellow children's flashlight from the medical kit and handed it to Gojo Satoru.

The children's flashlight was originally not that big, and it looked like that in the hands of Oi Chuan Yuejian, but in the hands of Gojo Satoru, it was like a shrunken model of a play house.

Oi Chuanyuejian watched and couldn't help laughing.Gojo Satoru was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

She pointed to the children's flashlight in Gojo Satoru's hand: "I know it's not too big, but it really looks so small when Mr. Gojo holds it in his hand."

Gojo Satoru looked down at the flashlight in his hand. It had a bright yellow plastic shell, and it was no bigger than his own palm.He curled his lips and said in disgust, "You snatched it from the kindergarten next door?"

Oi Chuanyue Jian defended himself: "My friend found this for me, isn't it cute?"

She took out another red flashlight of the same size from the medical box and turned it on.

The light of the flashlight shone into the darkness, and the stairs leading to the third floor became faintly visible.Oi Chuanyue Jian walked forward holding the flashlight, and just as he lifted his leg, Gojo Satoru grabbed the collar and dragged him back.

She staggered backwards, the back of her head hit Gojo Satoru's chest muscle, she let out an 'ah', and raised her head in a daze.

Gojo Satoru: "You walk behind me."

Oi Chuanyuejian: "Oh——"

She obediently walked behind Wujo Wu and helped him light up.Gojo Satoru turned the flashlight in his hand, glanced at Oikawa Tsukimi out of the corner of her eye: her hand holding the flashlight was brightly illuminated by the scattered light around her, her slender and soft fingers rested on the red flashlight shell, her skin It was also alluded to with a red phantom.

Gojo Satoru paused while turning the flashlight, and looked down at the flashlight in his palm.

The bright yellow flashlight lay in the palm of his hand, and it felt like it could be completely hidden as long as he closed his hands.But the flashlight of the same size was in Oi Chuan Yuejian's hand, but it was no different from a normal-sized flashlight.

Sure enough... short people have smaller hands.

When the stairs came to the end, the flashlight illuminated a small open space under their feet.But going forward, the darkness seemed to become a living thing, and all the light was inexplicably swallowed after entering.

Where the ground is illuminated by the flashlight, there is a sparkling light.

Oi Chuanyuejian grabbed the five corners of Wu's clothes, poked his head out from behind him: "There's water in here."

Gojo Satoru squatted down and inserted the chair legs into it to test.

The water is not too deep, only half of the legs of the chair are submerged.Gojo Satoru pulled out the chair legs and touched them with his hands: it wasn't just water, it was a bit greasy, and it also had a strange strong smell.

The smell can't be described as sweet or smelly, but it makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Oi Chuanyuejian wanted to come over to have a look, but Gojo Satoru pushed him away: "Don't smell it, it stinks to death."

He shook off the remaining liquid on the stick in disgust, and stood up: "Wouldn't it all be soaked in this liquid? This is really the third floor of the Student Union, but not a mortuary center?"

Oi Chuanyuejian scanned the depths of the corridor on the third floor with a flashlight, and the range that the light could illuminate became very limited, and only the blue-black unknown plants and faint traces of picture frames could be seen on the wall.

She said: "Sacrifice is usually stored on the third floor, but the third floor does not allow people other than the president and sacrifice to enter, and I have never been here alone before."

"There is still clean plastic wrap in the medical kit. We can wrap the plastic wrap around our shoes and wade through the water. At the end of the third floor is the president's office. As someone who has encountered monsters directly, there must be something about monsters in his office. clue."

Gojo Satoru couldn't think of a better way for a while, so he nodded in agreement.

Oi Chuanyuejian opened the medical box, took out a roll of plastic wrap and handed it to Gojo Wu — the young master Wutiao took the roll of plastic wrap, looked at it for a moment, then turned around and asked Chuanyuejian: "How do you wrap this thing?"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "... Mr. Wujo, can't you?"

Wujo Wuli said confidently, "Because I didn't need to be wrapped in such a thing before!"

He is super strong!Which curse spirit would dare to work for Mr. Gojo Wu to exorcise him personally, wrapped in plastic wrap?

Ji Chuanyuejian stared at him faintly, as if he was looking at a landlord who couldn't use chopsticks.Gojo Satoru turned the roll of plastic wrap, coughed dryly, and turned his face away: "I can learn it after you just say it, hurry up, don't waste time!"

The earlobes under his short hair started to feel hot, and he felt inexplicably ashamed.

For Gojo Satoru, asking him to admit that he can't do something in front of the paper man is no less than letting him be rubbed on the ground by a third-level curse spirit.

Oi Chuanyuejian sighed, and took the plastic wrap from his hand: "I don't have time to teach you again. Let me wrap it for you, anyway, it will be very fast."

Gojo Satoru snatched the plastic wrap back and opened his eyes wide: "Are you questioning me?"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "...I don't have any."

Wujo Wu made progress: "Then teach me!"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "..."

Is this teacher really a teacher certificate that I took the exam?

Does Neon not need an exam to take the teacher's certificate now?

He and Wujo Wusang's big blue eyes stared at each other for a while, and Oi Chuanyuejian raised his hands: "Okay, then do as I tell you."

"Press the bottom of the trousers into the shoes, and then wrap them around the calf...to prevent the liquid from seeping in, wrap it up to the toe of the shoe and then wrap it back around—Teacher Wu Tiao learned so fast, really amazing."

"Nonsense, I am the strongest."

The corner of Gojo Wu's mouth curled up, and he waved the used-up plastic wrap enthusiastically: "Come here, come here, let you try my technique."

Oi Chuanyuejian couldn't help but took two steps back, crossing his arms in front of his chest: "No need! I can do it myself, I will soon..."

Gojo Satoru was dissatisfied: "You question me!"

Oi Chuanyue saw tiredness: "I didn't..."

Gojo Satoru's voice grew louder, and he said loudly and confidently wronged: "You are questioning me! You are questioning my ability! You just praised me as the strongest, how could Yue-chan's heart become so fast!!"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "..."