Social terror players, forced to become king

The next morning, after Qi Gongcheng opened his eyes, he buried himself under the quilt in pain the moment he became conscious.

What happened to me last night!

Pulling the quilt with both hands, he reflected deeply on himself in the confined space.

However, his autism couldn't last long.

After a symbolic knock, the door swung open, and the voice of the person he least wanted to see at the moment sounded: "Cheng-chan, don't sleep, get up now."

Qi Gongcheng huddled under the quilt and did not move.

At such moments, only the bed will not betray itself.

Gojo Satoru naturally noticed the other party's evasion. He stepped into the room without any sense of boundaries, and opened the curtains neatly, allowing the golden sunlight to flood into the room.

"I specially made the Wu brand love breakfast, Cheng-chan, get up and try it~" Wujo Wu stepped forward, and with a long arm, he scooped up the ball wrapped in a pupa on the bed with ease.

He checked up and down, and finally found the gap in the quilt. He quickly peeled off the outer shell of the rice dumpling, revealing a young man with messy hair and messy pajamas inside.

The other party's pupils of different colors opened wide like cat's eyes, looking at him in shock.

Gojo Satoru bent down and kissed the other person's forehead quite naturally, causing him to immediately raise his hand to cover the touched part.

"Good morning kiss." Wujo Satoru said quite confidently.

What kind of strange switch was turned on by the incident last night?Qi Gongcheng was a little confused for a while, and it was the other party's natural attitude that made him forget the original nervousness, and instead focused more on the incident itself.

Seeing that Qi Gongcheng didn't move for a while, Wujo Wu pointed to his lips again, and smiled slyly: "Here, I also want your good morning kiss."

Feeling that if he didn't open his mouth, the other party would come up to kiss him, Qi Gongcheng finally said: "No."

"Hey——" Gojo Satoru dragged out his voice, and his voice deliberately became sweet and soft, "Is Makoto-chan unwilling to take responsibility after just one night?"

Qi Gongcheng showed an indescribable expression.

"Then it's alright here." Gojo Satoru stepped forward, turned his head, and nodded his cheek.

What responded to him was a large group of soft quilts thrown up.

When Gojo Satoru struggled out of the quilt, Qi Gongcheng had already gone to wash himself.

Gojo Satoru who was rejected didn't feel discouraged at all, the other party was like an oyster in water, he needed to wait slowly and patiently before he could touch the inner pearl.

And he has already let the opponent open a gap.

——It's a pity that the time is only one month.

Under the black eyepatch, those six radiant eyes darkened.

"So, Wu...don't you have a mission?" Qi Gongcheng stirred the porridge in front of him with a spoon, and finally couldn't help asking.The tone of wanting the other party to leave for the time being is very obvious inside and outside the words.

"Ah, Yuta just came back from abroad, he can handle a lot of tasks." Gojo Satoru said, "Yuhito and the others have also grown to the point where they can deal with super magic spirits alone. As a teacher, I can of course retire successfully .”

"I just took a leave of absence recently," the man looked back and leaned back on the chair back, "After all, Cheng-chan probably won't go back to the college for classes."

This sentence made Qi Gongcheng move a little uncomfortably on the chair, pretending that he didn't hear what the other party was saying.

He doesn't even care about his black organization, let alone the conjurer who has quit the ranks long ago.

As long as this month is over, Qi Gongcheng is ready to quit the game, and stay at home until the end of time with the pile of credits rewarded by the game.

"Since you have nothing else to do, let's go out on a date today!" Gojo Satoru said enthusiastically.

Qi Gongcheng's mind suddenly turned sharply, recalling whether he still had other unfinished business, such as the official duties of the organization, unfinished schoolwork...

As if seeing what he was thinking, Gojo Satoru leaned forward, "Could you be looking for an excuse to slip away?"

"...No." Qi Gongcheng slightly turned his face away, "Where are we going?"

"You'll know when you get there," Gojo Satoru said.

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"It turned out to be an ice skating rink." Makoto Qigong looked around curiously.

Perhaps because of the working day, there are quite few people in the venue.Inexplicably, Qigong Makoto had the illusion that he and Gojo Wujo were in the field.

"Ever tried this before?"

Qi Gongcheng shook his head.

"Then go get the protective gear first, let's change into the equipment and go in." Gojo Satoru rubbed the opponent's hair, "I'll teach you."

Five minutes later, the two stood in the venue fully armed.

Like every beginner, Makoto Qigong didn't dare to move for a while.

——It's not that I'm afraid of falling, but like every social fear, I'm afraid of being seen by others after falling on my back, and then I won't play this sport again for a few months, and I want to erase this memory from my mind.

Gojo Satoru was relaxed, he leaned forward a little and slid forward, and with a gorgeous turn, he stood in front of Qigong Makoto.

He is 1.9 meters tall, and with skates, he looks even taller, with a slender waist and long legs, and his silver hair seems to be shining.

Qi Gongcheng tried to lift his foot, but he staggered, unable to control his balance, he was about to fall.

He slammed into the man's arms.

Gojo Satoru stepped forward to catch him easily, and at a certain moment his face showed a look of success, obviously he was prepared for this and enjoyed it.

In order to prevent falling, Nangong Makoto held the opponent's arm and slid slowly under the guidance of Gojo Satoru.

"When you just start learning, pay attention to lowering your center of gravity." Wujo Satoru said while guiding the young man's movements.

After all, he used to be a conjurer and experienced a series of special training. Makoto Qigong quickly found his balance and was able to slide normally, but he couldn't do some fancy moves.

"Cheng-chan is a fast learner." Gojo Satoru's complimenting tone contained a hint of regret that was too obvious, causing Qi Gongcheng to stare at him for a while.

As time went by, there were more scattered people in the venue.

Qi Gongcheng was skating in big circles on the field, and Wujo Wu saw that his movements had gradually gotten rid of the unfamiliarity, so he ran to the center of the field to show off his skills, attracting the attention of many people.

Qi Gongcheng, who only looked down at the route in front of him, realized that someone suddenly came out at a very fast speed, it was already too late.

The man happened to attack from his left—that is, the direction that lacked a God's Prosthetic Eye.

Eyesight is a very subtle thing, assuming that the right eye has the best 20° vision, while the left eye is 700° myopia, then most of the people's vision will be realized through the right eye, while ignoring the hazy scenery in the left eye .

Qi Gongcheng was in a similar situation, that person happened to come from a direction he hadn't noticed, and by the time he realized it, it was already too late.

Inevitable impact.

The two fell to the ground together.

Fortunately, when I first entered the arena, I had complete protective equipment and gloves, so even if I fell on the ice, I didn't feel much pain.

It's just that Qi Gongcheng hasn't learned how to get up from the ground and stand up.

On the contrary, the person who bumped into him got up quickly: "I'm very sorry, I didn't mean it."

It was a blond-haired, blue-eyed young man who spoke unproficient Japanese.

He quickly realized that the young man in front of him was still a beginner, so he quickly moved forward, grabbed Qi Gongcheng's hand and helped him up.

"Thank you." Qi Gongcheng said.

Because of the fall just now, several people around cast their gazes over. Although there was no malice, it still made him feel uncomfortable. The embarrassment that rose for a while made the temperature of his whole body rise a little.

But at this moment, the blond man saw Qi Gongcheng's appearance clearly, and he was stunned by the impactful appearance.

"Did you fall hard? How about we add a contact information." He couldn't help but said.

Just wanting to forgive the situation in front of him, Makoto Qigong couldn't get away from this embarrassing place for a while.

"I don't think so." Gojo Satoru's voice sounded, and he separated the man's hand that was still holding Qigong Makoto, separating the two.

Qi Gongcheng, who was blocked by Gojo Satoru, was relieved for a while.

"You are?" The blond man questioned this strange man who appeared out of nowhere.

"I'm his boyfriend." Gojo Gojo embraced Qi Gongcheng's shoulders and said as if swearing sovereignty, "You just knocked him down?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." The blond man scratched the back of his head guiltily.

"It turns out that you are a couple, so I wish you happiness." He opened his mouth to bless.

Wutiao Satoru, who originally had the intention of inquiring about the teacher's guilt, easily suppressed his emotions because of this blessing.

"Of course." He said confidently.

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After lunch, the afternoon sun was warm.

Qi Gongcheng finally returned home, and several documents that needed to be processed in the organization were piled up on the desk in front of him.

Although he really wanted to be the hands-off shopkeeper, Qi Gongcheng was a little guilty for a while seeing Qin Jiu being so busy.After waiting for a month to leave, perhaps it would be more appropriate for him to pass the position of leader directly to Gin Jiu.

If that's the case, Jin will definitely be quite angry.

Qi Gongcheng was thinking about these issues endlessly while approving the documents in front of him.

However, the folder in his hand was taken away in the next second.

You don't need to look to know who it is.

"Enlightenment."

"You've been working for two hours straight, shouldn't it be better to leave this kind of work to your subordinates?" The man's frivolous voice exhaled warm breath in his ears.

It's terrible, this man.

Qi Gongcheng realized that he had surrendered to the opponent who gradually invaded his private territory at such a fast speed.