When the blind date is 5t5

Hearing this tactful refusal, I frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then softly asked the doubts in my heart: "Do different gods have different exclusive abilities? That lord named Yato is good at cutting Fate?"

Under my questioning, Xiao Fu pouted, "No."

"If it wasn't an emergency," she paused, and while kicking the artifact beside her with her toes, she complained coquettishly, "Dahei won't let me do it."

I'm still puzzled, "Why?"

Xiaofu explained patiently: "Because I will accidentally open the wind cave, which is the cave connecting Huangquan Biliangsaka and the human world, causing a large number of demons to come to the human world through the wind cave."

Hearing this, I opened my eyes wide, "A monster? Could it be the legendary monsters like Tamamo-mae and Shuten-douji?"

"No, the demons I'm talking about refer to the curse spirits in the mouths of your conjurers." As if she was thirsty, she took a sip of barley tea, and then continued, "These monsters from the other side that are generated by human negative emotions , if they are not killed in time, they will bring peace to those who come into contact with them."

Maybe it was because my confused gaze was too obvious, Xiaofu explained An Wu to me again.

Simply put, it is a contagious impurity.

Both humans and gods may be infected with it, and the infected part will be extremely painful. Only by washing with clean water from the shrine can Anzu be purified.

Speaking of this, she softly explained to us Dahei's hostility just now.

Probably out of loyalty to protect the master.

In this regard, I can fully understand and accept it.

After all, compared with him, Gojo Satoru is more like a villain.

How can anyone break the ground with a shot? Is he an excavator?

I squinted at the smiling white hair beside me with my eyes, silently cursing in my heart.

"However, why do you want to visit from the back door?" Xiaofu asked curiously, resting his chin on his hands, "Isn't the shop at the front door still open?"

I blinked blankly, "Isn't that your gate?"

That's right, the door of someone's house is just a small wooden door that only one person can pass through.

Realizing this, I suddenly looked at Gojo Satoru.

I saw that there was no embarrassment on his face, as if it wasn't him who did the embarrassing thing of running to visit someone's house but knocking on the wrong door.

The thick skin makes me smack my tongue.

Under my slightly disgusted gaze, Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his mouth, and his bright and bright smile was enough to dilute the coldness in his eyes.

"Forgot," he said.

Can you forget all this? ! !

It's really unreliable!

On the other end, Xiaofu is still enthusiastically promoting his own oden.

She compared her thumbs, as if she wanted to use this action to strongly prove, "By the way, does Asuka want to eat oden? Dahei's oden is super good, and everyone says it's good after eating it."

Afterwards, the person whom she praised in her words turned his face slightly, his dark skin couldn't cover the large blush near his cheekbones at all.

Regarding this, I hesitated for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, then give it to me..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he hadn't asked Gojo Satoru for his opinion.

So, he stretched out his hand and pulled him down, and asked softly, "Do you want to eat?"

Probably because I never thought that I would ask him, Gojo Satoru had a rare blank expression on his face.

He stared at me blankly and didn't speak.

This was the first time I saw his expression after I knew him, and I couldn't help but feel a little tangled in my heart.

Am I so cold in his eyes?

I bit my lip rather annoyed, just wanted to show that I would still take the initiative to care about the people around me.

After a while, he opened his mouth, with a smile in his eyes, "Eat."

"Okay," I got this answer, and I stretched out two fingers to Xiaofu, "give us two oden."

When Xiao Fu heard the words, he pushed Da Hei, and responded with a smile: "Okay."

The waiting time was not long, and the oden was served in just one cup of tea.

I was holding a paper cup filled with all kinds of hot meatballs, and just as I was about to eat it, three figures suddenly fell from midair.

They fell in front of our eyes like a stack of building blocks, and then, there was a tragic cry in our ears.

"Aww, it hurts, it hurts! Get up from me quickly." The boy in the sweatshirt who was pressed at the bottom stretched out his hand tremblingly, and shouted in a voice like a silk.

But Dahei behaved like the brats at home ran out again to embarrass himself. After he covered his forehead and sighed, he picked up the other two "building blocks" and rescued him.

"Thank you, Dahei." The boy said, with undisguised gratitude in his eyes, "You are really a superman."

Afterwards, he got a big black blow full of superman's love.

The boy rubbed the freshly baked swelling on his forehead, and sat lazily on our right side.

While he was eating oden, he asked in a vague voice: "Tell me, what entrustment do you have for me? Don't worry, Master Yato is here, and I will definitely help you solve all your problems."

I chose to look at him silently, from the strange bib on his chest to the slightly poor sports suit.

Very well, the other half of the illusion about the gods in my mind was completely shattered.

Can he really cut me off?

I questioned in my heart, and even began to wonder if Gojo Satoru was also bluffed.

Could this scene in front of us be a specially organized fairy dance, just to deceive us two rich thieves?

Just as I was thinking, someone pressed my shoulder.

I came back to my senses, glanced at Gojo Gogo's sharp and delicate profile, and saw him open and close his thin lips: "A shrine, this is the reward I will give you."

Hearing this, Yato's eyes lit up instantly.

Gojo Satoru continued: "The content of the commission is to help my wife cut off fate."

Yato rested his fingers on his chin thoughtfully, then looked at me, and asked, "What fate do you want to cut off?"

"Blood relationship."

So far, I can only choose to believe in Gojo Satoru's judgment.

No one should be able to deceive him.

The sound of my heartbeat seemed to be getting faster because of the upcoming event. I held my breath and looked expectantly at the divine boy in sportswear.

In the next second, he turned down the commission straight away.

I froze in astonishment, and immediately a trace of bitterness mixed with loss began to flood, and soon drowned my whole heart.

"Why?" The cat-tailed girl beside him tilted her head and asked with a puzzled face.

The one who spoke with her was the blond lady named Xueyin.

Facing the doubts of the two of them, Yato put down his oden, which had been eaten clean and there was not even any soup left, and scratched his cheek with his fingers and explained, "Because I cut off the relationship."

Xueyin frowned immediately, "Huh? Then what did you cut off last time? Isn't it also fate???"

Yato shrugged his shoulders and put on a look of helplessness, "Fate is also divided into negative and positive, and the only thing I can cut off is the negative fate of evil fate. Don't you know about this, Xiaofu?"

Suddenly being named, Xiao Fu smirked twice, "That's right, Yato is the one who cuts off the unstoppable fate. I forgot."

Silence gradually enveloped the square table, and the atmosphere became stagnant.

I lowered my eyes and stared absently at the slight rising heat of the oden.

If the possibility of freedom has never been given to me, then I can continue to bear the curse and struggle to live as before.

But now, reality gives people hope, and then ruthlessly takes it away.

Suddenly, I felt tired from the bottom of my heart.The negative emotions in the body turned into beasts, greedily devouring the belief called living without restraint.

so tired.

I thought so desperately that my fingertips were cold.

Until my right hand fell into the familiar warmth, I turned my head.

Then I saw Gojo Satoru smiling gently, and then he said word by word: "Trust me."

It fell into my ears, and my eyes suddenly became sore.