Social terror players, forced to become king

"Is Cheng such a serious child?" This made him a little bit guilty about what he was going to do next.

Gojo Satoru took out the delicate and charming rose from the young man's hand, "At least I am the older one."

He bent down, leaned closer to the other party, and saw his own reflection in those dark golden eyes.

Qi Gongcheng followed the strength of the white-haired young man, and his chin was lifted by the other party. From his angle, he could only see the old-fashioned sunglasses on the man's tall nose.

In the next second, his face turned cold.

——Gojo Satoru took off the boy's mask without warning.

"Hey..." The white-haired young man dragged his voice out in disappointment, "You pack so tightly every time you go out?"

Under the mask, there are bandages wrapped around and around, only exposing the nose and mouth.

It's people like you who are guarding, Qi Gongcheng secretly slandered in his heart, but showed an innocent look on his face: "Because I have to go out to eat, so I wrapped it twice."

"But, if you want to be with me, shouldn't you be honest with me?" Wujo Satoru didn't know that he had already passed through the gate of hell, but said confidently.

"Mr. Gojo isn't being honest either." Nangong Makoto alluded to the glasses that the other party hadn't taken off.

"Are you talking about glasses? It's just for decoration." He easily took off the round sunglasses, revealing the blue eyes that made countless people scream in the game promotional video.

This time, it was Qi Gongcheng's turn to be stunned, because he originally thought that scenes like taking off his glasses must be at a key point in a certain event or in the plot CG, but he didn't expect that the person on the other side didn't follow the rules at all. On such an ordinary morning, in an ordinary restaurant, the air around is still filled with the aroma of eel rice.

"What are you thinking?" Gojo Satoru noticed his distraction.

"As expected of the man I like." The boy subconsciously said.

"...so now it's your turn."

"Then what... let's order first." Qi Gongcheng tried to change the subject abruptly.

He opened the menu and wanted to push it to Wujo Satoru, but the other party held down the back of his hand.

"You don't want me to see your face so much?" the white-haired young man asked pitifully, his slender fingers easily wrapping around the young man's wrist.

"Maybe there will be a day in the future." Qi Gongcheng said, "By the way, the waiter has been waiting for a long time."

Only then did Gojo Satoru turn his attention to others. He knew that if he didn't use strong tactics, he probably wouldn't have the chance to see the truth this time.

He scooped up the menu and chose to order first.

After 15 minutes, Qigong looked at the food spread on the table, most of which were sweet, only salmon sushi occupied a small corner of the table.

"Does Gojo-san have a sweet tooth?" Although it was obvious, he asked.

"Because sweets not only make people feel good, but also can replenish energy to the maximum." Gojo Satoru said without thinking.

After the meal, the sun warmly imparts temperature to the ground.

The two walked along the street, Qi Gongcheng walked in the shadow of the roadside, but because of wearing more clothes, there was still a little sweat on his forehead.At times like this he was always envious of gin. Even in the hottest summer, he still wore a top hat and a black coat when he went out, but he never suffered from heat stroke.

Qi Gongcheng looked at Gojo Satoru who was standing in the direct sunlight and walking loosely, and found that the other party was not afraid of heat at all, and his whole body was refreshed.

"When I met you last time, were all the people who followed you your companions?" Makoto Nanakiya tried to get some information, "Although he was wearing a student uniform, the style is rare in Tokyo." To be precise, On the surface, as far as he could check, there was no middle school with such uniforms.

"All of them are my students." Wujo Satoru said, "Because of what happened to you last time, they have been chattering for a long time when they go back."

"Then can I ask your response to the confession that day?"

"No, because you don't even want to let me see your face." Gojo Satoru flatly refused, but then changed the tone, "However, if you agree to do something for me today, the answer may be that I I will tell you."

Although Gojo Satoru's words are a slightly teasing invitation in the eyes of normal people, but in the eyes of the players, they are clues to an upcoming mission.

"Okay." Qi Gongcheng agreed almost without a pause, and he followed Wujo Wu into a taxi.

In the end, the vehicle stopped on a bridge across the sea.They stood beside the waist-high guardrail, and the surrounding area was empty. From time to time, vehicles passed by the road on the bridge, and ten meters below was the slow-flowing sea water.

The cool wind with water vapor blew away the heat brought by the sun, Qi Gongcheng followed the white-haired young man along the road.

"Did you know? This is a very popular holy place for martyrdom on the Internet." Gojo Satoru said as he walked, "Many couples who have lost hope in life come here, and then climb over the guardrail and jump off to end their own lives."

Following the man a few steps in, it seemed that there were floating clouds covering the sun, the light became less bright, and the wind also blew up at this moment, Qi Gongcheng looked at the other party's silver hair blown by the wind, and said : "There is indeed a cold feeling, so Mr. Wujo brought me here specially, is it because he wants to die in love with me?"

"No." Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, stopped and half leaned on the guardrail, raised his head slightly, "It's already grown so big."

In the distance, clinging to the triangular steel frame, is a huge ugly curse spirit, with blood vessels protruding one after another on the surface. The whole body expands and contracts like the heart of an animal. As time goes by, the body shape remains Constantly expanding, the diameter has swelled to twice the width of the bridge.

"What?" Qi Gongcheng didn't hear the second half of his sentence clearly.

"It's nothing." Gojo Satoru shook his head, and suddenly said energetically, "What I want to ask is that you run from here to the other side, and then come back."

"It's that simple?" Qi Gongcheng looked at the other side of the bridge 1000 meters away, and the wide sea allowed him to see everything in a glance. "There is no time limit for these things?"

"It's that simple, there's no time limit."

Although he intuitively felt that there might be secrets that he didn't know about this inexplicable incident, Qi Gongcheng squatted down and tied his shoelaces, and ran to the opposite side alone.

Gojo Satoru looked at the boy's back with an unclear expression.

Sensing the "prey" slowly approaching, the curse spirit moved slowly along the steel frame, and then opened countless bloody mouths on the surface, making a noise that was enough to cause mental pollution, and countless people were crying and laughing .

Regarding this, Qi Gongcheng walked in without realizing it, and at the same time muttered to himself why the wind had become stronger.Another unscrupulous conjurer with normal hearing touched his ear, showing a disgusted expression.

After a while, he had reached the middle of the bridge and slowly noticed the change in the atmosphere.

As a transportation hub, not a single car passed by the sea-crossing bridge at this time.The wind was still blowing hard, but the sound seemed to disappear suddenly at a certain moment.

Sure enough, the test given by Game Kanbanro will not be simple.Qi Gongcheng turned his head and saw Wujo Satoru had become a small dot in the distance, and there was no one around.He seemed to have fallen into a different world.

Looking up and looking around, looking around, there seems to be a piece of empty air in front of you, but there are two red characters displayed on the height.

The distance was far away, and Qi Gongcheng took a few steps closer to see it clearly.

【Curse spirit】.

The font used to mark NPCs represents enemies with red names.

Qi Gongcheng: a plant.

Even if he couldn't see the other party, he could guess what kind of monster it was based on the content of the clip that Gojo Satoru had appeared in the game promotional video.However, Qigong Makoto's supernatural power is of no use to this.

Because the description of his ability is "showing his beauty and killing everyone", the object of action is human beings, not other things.

Qi Gongcheng made a decisive decision and ran back.

— It’s just that it’s too late.

Some invisible thing slapped the ground, causing the ground of the bridge to sink suddenly, and gravel flew.Qigong Cheng couldn't dodge and was tripped to the ground.

It was at this moment of life and death that he finally saw the disgusting-looking monster who would definitely be mosaiced in the youth mode.

And its position was right above his head, most of the swollen body hanging down almost filled the road on both sides, and blocked Qi Gongcheng's left and right retreats.

"Is it just an ordinary person?" Gojo Gojo stood high on the tip of another giant tripod, watching the scene of the battle condescendingly, and watching the boy fall into desperation little by little.

Could it be that he was not the one who "silently" lost all his spell power that day?

Because of the rapid movement, the mask was ripped off to the ground, Qi Gongcheng only had bandages on his face, panting with the curse spirit.

Would physical attacks be effective against this creature?

Most likely not.

Seeing that he was about to be sealed here, Qi Gongcheng climbed up the guardrail without hesitation, and jumped down from here.

With the "Mermaid Tears Necklace", he doesn't have to worry about falling into the water and drowning, as long as he adjusts his falling posture.

Those couples who were rumored to die in love were all forced to go down by this curse spirit, right?When it fell, Qi Gongcheng was still in a distracted mood.

The sound of "huhu" wind filled his ears, and the silver-gray hair brushed up his cheeks in the air.