Social terror players, forced to become king

The white-haired man lay down on the leather sofa in a lazy posture, with his shoes still on. Because of his too tall body, his trouser legs and ankles were dangling outside the armrests.

He was wearing a dark blue high school uniform with the same style of eye patch, his arms were resting on the back of the sofa, and there were two white papers sandwiched between his slender fingers, on which was the mission report on the intelligent spell spirit .

"A boy with a pair of blue eyes wearing a black mask?" Gojo Satoru uttered a questioning tone inexplicably.

"That's right, he doesn't look very old, and he said that he was on leave that day to meet me and fight the curse spirit." The blond-haired Nanami Kento sat upright on the opposite sofa, and his movements were similar to those of the crooked man lying on the opposite side. Formed a stark contrast.The wounds on his body were healed by Jiarui Nizi with the reversal technique after he came back.

Gojo Satoru didn't move for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he lazily half stood up: "Is the boy you mentioned with silver-gray hair?"

"That's true," Jianren Qihai immediately asked, "You know him?"

"Of course." The young man replied in a drawn-out voice. He sat up straight, leaned on his chin and half-arched his body, and looked at his junior seriously, making the other party tense up unconsciously, showing that he was facing an enemy. look like.

"We almost had a very close relationship."

Jianren Qihai slowly put out a question mark.

"Then why don't you just go and have a look, and you'll know what the answer is." Gojo Satoru didn't play on other people's self-consciousness at all. He put the mission report on the coffee table, walked out with long legs, and suddenly stopped at the door and turned back, "Maybe , Youren should be called to go with him."

Behind him, Jianren Qihai in the house chose to keep up after taking a deep breath to calm down.

At this time, Qi Gongcheng was driving away from Mihua Hotel with gin.He has never driven a car in this world. Fortunately, the system still has tutorials in this area, which assists the vision of the prosthetic eye of God, so it is no problem to go on the road normally.

Avoiding the car driven by Dr. A Li, and wandering around the road outside for a few more laps. After making sure that no one was following him, he accelerated back to his home and parked the Porsche in a hidden place on the nearby street.

After turning off the engine and pulling on the handbrake, the inside of the car suddenly became quiet, and with the snow still falling outside the window, it formed a closed space by itself.

Qi Gongcheng turned his head to look at the silver-haired man who was sleeping on the co-pilot. Even with his eyes closed, the other person's face was still very sharp.

The special hair color and deep facial features highlight the fact that the other party is a foreigner or a mixed race.A head of long hair hangs down softly through the brim of the hat.

Qi Gongcheng couldn't hold back for a while, and reached out to brush the other party's hair.

As cold and smooth as imagined.

I don't know how long it will take for the anesthetic used by Edogawa Conan to wake people up.

Qi Gongcheng thought for a while, and the vision of God's Prosthetic Eye gradually lifted into the sky.

Perhaps because of the snow, there were no people walking around in the streets and alleys.Even the monitors on the street corners had accumulated a lot of snow, blocking the monitoring range.

Once the car is stopped, the cold air outside begins to erode from the outside in.In this case, it is better to move the gin back to your home.

Qi Gongcheng got out of the car, walked around to the co-pilot, and recited the gin.Fortunately, he had been promoted not long ago, and it was not difficult to carry a grown man home with strength.

Snowflakes were still falling from the slightly dark sky, and they also floated between the boy's brows. The breathing of the man on his back brought scorching heat to his ears, and his long silver hair fell down, just in seven Gong Cheng's chest swayed slightly as he walked forward.

When he reached the gate of his own house, Qi Gongcheng slowly put the person down, and while supporting him, he struggled to reach the combination lock at the door.

"Do you need help?" A voice suddenly came from beside my ear.

Qi Gongcheng looked up, and saw a black-haired man in cassock walking slowly from the street not far from his home. The hem of his clothes was wide and full of texture.

The boy's perspective subconsciously landed on the clogs at the opponent's feet, that was...

The white socks on them were not wet, and I looked around for half a kilometer just now, but no one was moving.In just one or two minutes, the man quietly arrived at the intersection.

——Perhaps it was the method of a conjurer.

"It's Mr. Xia You." Qi Gongcheng relaxed his eyebrows and smiled, "No need, I can open it myself." He slightly covered the human leaning on him without any trace.

With a slight "click" sound and the sound of the door being unscrewed, Qi Gongcheng entered the courtyard with the help of gin.

During this gap, Xia Youjie also happened to walk to the door of his house.

"Let me help you too." The black-haired man said.

He tried to help support the silver-haired man, but the boy subconsciously took a step back to avoid it.

"Ah, sorry, my friend doesn't like being bumped by others." Qi Gongcheng explained with some embarrassment.

"It's okay." Xia Youjie raised the corners of his lips, and his expression didn't change much, his eyes swept over Qin Jiu indifferently.He turned around and helped the boy close the courtyard gate.

"Is this... what happened?" Xia Youjie asked tentatively after the two entered the house.

"A little accident, he should be able to wake up later." Qi Gongcheng explained simply but vaguely. He sat the silver-haired man on the sofa in the living room, and carefully brushed away the dust that fell from the other's shoulders and hat. Snow.

"But why did Mr. Xia You suddenly come here?"

"There happened to be a request to exorcise the cursed spirit nearby." The man with the black half-ball hair also said lightly.

"So that's how it is." Qi Gongcheng didn't know what to say to the man after placing the gin on the sofa.In fact, he was a little surprised that Xia Youjie would follow him into the house.

"Tea or water?" Finally, the boy said.

"Hot tea, can you?" Xia Youjie found a seat on the sofa and sat down, a considerable distance away from the closed-eyed gin.

"No problem." Qi Gongcheng did not doubt that he was there, went to the kitchen to boil water, and at the same time rummaged through the cupboard for tea bags.

Xia Youjie, who was left in the living room, unscrupulously cast his gaze on the sleeping silver-haired killer.

There are gun calluses on the palms, and the aura on the body is cold. Although the clothes cannot be seen, the workmanship is extremely high-end.Although it's not right, it is definitely a member of that multinational organization.

There is no doubt that the other party is an ordinary person through and through.

Would a monkey be ashamed to be taken home by Cheng?

Xia Youjie's expression became more and more gloomy when he thought of the investigation that had not made much progress in the research institute equipped with that organization.

As if he felt being watched by a stranger, the man frowned slightly in his sleep, as if he was struggling to wake up.

"The tea is ready." Qi Gongcheng said, placing the tray on the coffee table, intending to use the teapot to pour water for the guests.

"Thank you, I'll do it myself." Xia Youjie got up immediately, pressed his fingers on the boy's wrist, and stopped him softly.

Qi Gongcheng was happy to be at leisure, so he didn't shirk, and directly handed the things to the other party.

The man was wearing a cassock, and he seemed to be used to the wide sleeves. He did not hesitate in his movements, and his appearance when pouring tea was also smooth and methodical.

"It's just black tea made casually." The other party's solemn attitude made Qi Gongcheng feel a little guilty for a while. He probably never entertained guests when the previous system was hosted, and the tea bags seemed to have been left unused in the cupboard for a long time.

"It's okay, it smells good." Xia Youjie said, and put the black tea he poured in front of the other party first, "I remember, when we parted last time, I wanted to call each other by name. Right? , Mr. Cheng?"

"I forgot." Qi Gongcheng was a little embarrassed, there were too many things, and of course he didn't remember such details, "Okay then, Mr. Jie."

Just then, the doorbell rang suddenly.

The two people sitting on the sofa were stunned.

"It seems that I am not the only guest today." Xia Youjie paused as he poured tea for himself.

"Then I'll excuse you first." Qi Gongcheng stood up, and when he turned his back to the man, he instantly showed a headache expression.

Because the Prosthetic Eye of God had already given him feedback, the man standing outside and ringing the doorbell was none other than Gojo Satoru, a game Kanban man with short silver-white hair and wearing an iconic eyepatch.

Behind him are Jianren Nanami, who is still wearing a neat suit, and Yuhito Katsuobu, a healthy young man with pink hair and a hooded sweater.

Even though he was reluctant, Qi Gongcheng still had to open the door and welcome them in.

"Good evening, are you surprised to see me come to visit?" Gojo Satoru didn't feel embarrassed at all, but said very familiarly, while looking in from the door.

Without waiting for Qi Gongcheng to answer, he went on to say: "Ah, it seems that the timing is not suitable. You seem to have other guests?"

"Xia...Mr. Jie happened to be there too." Qi Gongcheng replied.

"You are..." Yuzu Yuhito's eyes fell on the boy who was still wearing a black mask. The other person's eyebrows and eyes made him feel very familiar, as if he had seen it before, but he couldn't recall the memory. .

There seemed to be a mocking sneer from the two-faced Su Nuo in his mind, which was ignored by the young man as usual.

"My name is Makoto Qigong." The owner of the house did not move away immediately, but showed a hesitant look, "Mr. Qihai is also here, what can I do for you?"

"Of course." Gojo Satoru said, leaning closer to him, "It's so cold outside, doesn't Makoto want us to come in?"

The character of the other party is the most difficult for Qi Gongcheng to resist in reality. Of course, although the degree is much lighter in the game, it is still the type that he least knows how to get along with.

Therefore, under Gojo Wu's few words, Qi Gongcheng still opened the door to let these people in.

"Yo, Jie, what a coincidence." The white-haired young man stretched his long legs and greeted his friend who was sitting on the sofa flirtatiously. Behind him were Jianren Qihai and Yuzuhito who came in.

"Excuse me." The blond man apologized softly to Qi Gongcheng.

"It's okay." Qi Gongcheng was also mentally prepared for their arrival, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. "Mr. Qihai's injuries are all right?"

Regarding the boy's question, the blond man showed a little surprised look, but then he restrained himself, "Thank you for your concern, I have been cured by the doctor."

Qi Gongcheng sat back beside Qin Jiu. He didn't know what to do with the various people in his room because of his lack of social experience, so he had to pour water for everyone to cover up.

Fortunately, once there are more people, it is difficult to be cold.

"Why did Wu suddenly come here?" Xia Youjie raised his eyes to look at the white-haired young man.

The knotweed Yuren next to him called out "Teacher Xia You" as his greeting, but he accepted it with a slight nod of his head.

"Of course I came to visit this boy who is a magician who helped Nana Ming." Gojo Satoru unabashedly followed the address of the blond office worker by Knotabagi Yuhito, and smiled at the boy next to him who bowed his head and poured water, "I don't know if Makoto-chan wants to enroll in the High School of Conjuration? The students here are as sunny and cute as Youruhito."

Gojo Satoru, who didn't look like a teacher at all on the outside, casually poked the head of the pink-haired boy next to him, making him subconsciously show a blank but friendly smile to Qigong Makoto. At that moment, it was as if he was caught off guard by someone The cute dog in front of the guests.

Makoto Nanomiya, who was wearing a mask, met the boy's eyes.

"He won't go." A deep male voice suddenly broke in, and Qin Jiu, who had been sleeping all this time, opened his eyes at some point, and looked at Gojo Wu's green eyes with a coldness.