When the blind date is 5t5

The eagle-like wings were torn to bits and pieces by the giant snake, Kan Shi bent his legs in embarrassment, and in front of him was a fierce-looking black and white jade dog with bared teeth.

"Looks like it'll be over soon," I said, looking calmly at him.

As if feeling my gaze, Kan Shi lifted up his blood-stained wolf head, and stared at me closely with his dark green eyes.

"Sure enough, as my father expected," he said hoarsely, "With the help of Gojo Satoru, you have gotten rid of the super-cursed wraith spirit Kamo Kiyohime."

I heard this, walked towards him slowly, and stood still a short distance away from him.

I heard my mother's name again, but there was no wave in my heart, as if the time when I was abused and controlled everywhere has passed for a long, long time.

"Then did your father expect that your brother would die here today?" I looked at his bruised and tragic appearance, and couldn't help but curl the corners of my mouth, asking in a brisk tone.

Listening to my sarcasm, the fishy yellow vertical eyes on the neck of Guan Shi's neck narrowed sharply. The bloodshot whites of the eyes and the pupil the size of a mung bean looked extremely weird.

Then, he bent the human mouth, revealing the sharp teeth and blood-red gums inside, and said with a manic smile: "It was expected, and he told us another thing."

Having said that, he paused like a joke.

My mind was frantically shaken by the dangerous alarm bell, I subconsciously took a step back, and quietly bumped into a certain reassuring presence with my back.

"How to completely defeat Kamo Asuka," Kanshiki's hateful voice followed, "Do you really not know what is the real rule of this side effect of memory loss caused by the body's reset?"

I licked my lower lip nervously.

It must be false to say that I don't know.Having been bound by this ability for so many years, of course I have roughly figured out its law.

After reset, the lost memories are basically positive memories such as pleasure, satisfaction, happiness, etc., while the rest are all kinds of negative memories.

The pain and fear of the mother's beatings, the exhaustion and depression every time he saved himself and was unwilling to save others, and the resentment and dissatisfaction of Fu Heisher who broke in suddenly but never promised again...

Maybe it was the expression on my face at the moment that revealed the answer. Looking at the food, it was like a reflection of the light, and I laughed out loud, "It seems that you know everything. Father is indeed right."

"There's only one last guess left, Baby Asuka~" He coldly draws out the ending, his tone full of vindictive viciousness, "Father wants me to tell you a common sense kindly. Except that resetting will lose memory, even The body will also actively seal the memory under extreme pain, just to protect your fragile consciousness."

The body behind me tensed suddenly, and I keenly sensed an invisible and violent force passing through my ear, galloping towards the curse spirit who was only breathing like lightning.

The chattering voice in my ear disappeared, I blinked, and a flower of blood exploded in the air.

Looking down, I saw Kanshi's slender and long neck as if twisted into twists and torn off by someone.

Blood gushed out from the twisted and uneven opening like a gush.

The wolf's head fell dully to the ground covered with shards of glass, kicking up a cloud of dust, and then, under inertia, it rolled to my feet again.

I lowered my eyes and silently met the gray and green eyes that were gradually losing their vitality.

Kanshi struggled to move his ugly wolf's mouth, and his hoarse voice was vague and weak: "October 77th... Shibuya...the [-] resets..."

Even though Gojo Satoru covered my ears for the first time, his words slipped in bit by bit, smoothly opening the shackles deeply buried in my brain like a key.

"You...have you really forgotten..." He spit out the last words before he died intermittently.

The wolf's eyes widened unwillingly and resentfully, the green was completely occupied by the gray that represented death, and the fluff was covered with blood and dust.

Here, all super-level curse spirits have been exorcised!

I froze in place, my face dazed for a moment.

It wasn't until I was hit by a strange warm body in front of me that I came back to my senses.

"Teacher Feiniao, don't believe what he said," I saw the knotweed pounced on me like a puppy, without blinking its wet eyes, "It's all a lie!"

"These curse spirits are very bad, and there is no truth in their mouths." He said righteously, and then he was pushed away mercilessly.

Gojo Satoru said calmly, "Yourhito, be careful. Don't get close to my wife."

however--

When he said "my wife", he deliberately emphasized the sound, full of warning.

Knotweed was stunned, and after a while, he suddenly came to his senses, and then took a few steps back with a face full of guilt, deliberately keeping a distance, for fear of being misunderstood as meddling in the relationship between Wujo Wu and I.

"Teacher, I know, I won't do it again next time." He said.

I was simply amazed by Gojo Satoru's ability to be jealous of anyone.

Turning my head and looking at his contented expression after strangling a hidden love rival, I hardened, my fist hardened.

Can he be more childish and careful!

After this encounter, the wound on Nagasaki's arm no longer bleeds, and it just shows grimly in everyone's eyes.

Under the caring eyes of Knotweed and the others, Nagasaki smiled heartily, and took out a roll of bandages and wound healing spray from his pocket.

These two things can be said to be the medicines that conjurers must bring when they go out to do tasks.

After all, no one can guarantee that he will not be injured in the battle to exorcise the curse, and the reversal technique is not an ability that everyone can learn.

"It's okay, I don't need Miss Asuka to do anything," Nazaki bandaged himself skillfully, "After I go back, please just ask Miss Nitzi."

Hearing this, the tense expression of Polygonum cuspidatum immediately relaxed.Then he looked at Kagezaki with shame, as if he was apologizing for his attitude just now.

Even though he is a companion, he is on guard against Kizaki, for fear that she will say a certain request.

Hu Zhang beat his head in frustration, and he was at a loss for what to do.

After Nagasaki finished bandaging, he saw the appearance of the knotweed as if it had been drenched on the head by a torrential rain.

She laughed, reached out and patted the back of his head rudely, "Idiot, don't think about it. Who would care about such a trivial matter."

"Compared to this," she turned around and said to Wujo Wutiao, "Mr. Wujo, have you booked Quintessence yet?"

Facing Nagasaki's urging, Gojo Satoru shook his phone, "Okay."

"Then what are you waiting for, I'm already hungry. Aren't you hungry?"

Seeing Nagizaki rubbing his stomach with a completely indifferent expression, Knotaba rubbed the tip of his nose, and gradually returned to its original state.

The two boys said in unison: "Hungry."

After finishing speaking, Nagasaki looked at them and laughed, then walked towards the door with arms crossed.

Witnessing this scene, there was a trace of loneliness in my heart for no reason.

"What are you thinking about?" Wujo Wujo asked abruptly.

I glanced up at him, and forced a smile to hide my emotion, "It's nothing."

Gojo Satoru was not angry about this perfunctory, but just put his arms around my shoulders.

The warm breath immediately surrounded me.

In an instant, the masks piled up on my face all collapsed, and I couldn't control the gradually disappearing curvature of the corners of my mouth.

"With me, you don't need to pretend." Wujo Satoru said.

His voice is light, but for no reason there is a kind of magic that makes people's eyes sore.

After a long silence, I stared at the front and sniffed, "That's, that's envy."

Now that he has opened his mouth, the next words will go smoothly.

"I have never experienced this kind of youth, and I have never had a companion who can completely give my back and life to me." I lowered my eyes, the shadow of being imprisoned in my youth lingered in my mind, and my voice began to break, "Look When I saw them, my heart felt as if it was pressed by a big rock, and I was so stuffy that I couldn't breathe."

I grabbed Gojo Wu's sleeve and looked at him suddenly, my eyes filled with water could not stop trembling, "Why am I the one who experienced such a terrible thing? Did I do something evil in my previous life? Why am I always abandoned?"

All these questions escape along the cracked heart wall.

I took a deep breath, and a fire was burning in my heart, "I know it's not good to think so. These are my fates, and they are the fates planned by the heavens. But...but I just can't help being jealous, Jealous of people who have it easy and have things that I haven't experienced. I really, really can't help myself."

"Is it sad and disgusting that I am like this?"

This should be the first time that I have completely revealed my hidden truth in front of Gojo Satoru, and confided to him those negative feelings such as aggrieved, resentful, jealous, etc.

however--

After pouring the black mud, my heart, which should have been relaxed, did not feel relaxed at all, but was filled with despair.

This time, he will definitely hate me.

The voice whispered in my ear, mockingly, as if laughing at my stupidity.

The hand that belonged to him rested on his shoulder and left, his eyes sank, and the tip of his tongue was suddenly soaked in a ball of bitter water, so numb that he couldn't feel any taste.

next second.

There was a gentle touch on the head, Gojo Satoru's voice was deep and magnetic, and he asked rather cunningly: "Is it more sad and funny for me to fall in love with you like this?"

!!!

This confession appeared when I was not mentally prepared, it can be said that it caught me off guard.

Those depressed emotions that were stagnant in his heart were swept away.

I looked at him almost in shock, not knowing what to say to break the silence at the moment.

"Asuka Bird," Gojo Satoru rubbed against me stickyly, his blue eyes that had taken off his sunglasses showed undisguised softness, "Just show your kindness and pity me, give me some love Bar."

At this moment, I couldn't resist his flattering eyes at all, as if I couldn't live without me.

He became confused on the spot and raised the white flag at him.

"Um...okay." I stammered, my cheeks burning hot.

After getting this answer, Gojo Satoru quietly raised the corners of his mouth, smiling like a fox who successfully steals a chicken.

"That Asuka, should you change my name to Mr. Wutiao, it sounds so indifferent." He made the next request while the iron was hot.

I was stuck thinking, "What do you want to be called?"

"Husband, dear," he paused, "or brother Wu, you can choose one, it would be better to choose all."

These sticky titles were like pouring a bucket of cold water on my head. I managed to wake up from my dizziness, and the veins on my forehead began to pop.

I glanced at his expectant expression, but didn't intend to choose from the three options he offered.

My brain worked for a while, and I firmly decided: "Enlightenment."

Gojo Satoru was very disappointed, he looked at me resentfully, as if he was resisting.

Then, I got a threatening look, "Mr. Wujo and Wu, you choose."

"Enlightenment. That's all," Wutiao Wutiao accepted as soon as he saw it was good, "it won't change."

——*——*——

It was noon when he arrived at the restaurant, and Gojo Satoru reserved a private room that was more expensive and impossible to book without contacts.

Sitting in such silence, even the slight sound of forks and spoons hitting china plates becomes a sin.

It was rare for the three of the knotweeds to restrain their typical impetuosity, and sat upright and tasted every exquisite food that could even be said to be a work of art.

After lunch, walk out of the restaurant.

It was as if they took off some ill-fitting boots and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally finished," Nagasaki couldn't help complaining, "Although it's really delicious, it's just like sitting there. It's not as relaxing as the steak restaurant we often go to."

Regarding this, Polygonum cuspidatum feels sorry for it.

Listening to their complaints, my palms were scratched lightly, I turned my eyes sideways, and saw Gojo Satoru's slightly childish smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up accordingly.

The air began to become as sweet and soft as cotton candy.

Smelling this smell, the mood became brighter.

Until I caught sight of Dao Tataka's figure, I subconsciously tightened my hand with Gojo Satoru.

I saw a black-haired man walking towards him. He was wearing a simple solid-color T-shirt. On his shoulders lay a group of weak magic spirits. The scar near the corner of his mouth clearly swore his identity.

Vol Heshel.

I secretly read his name in my heart, and then frowned in surprise.

Didn't Gojo Satoru say he was dead?So who is walking over now?

As I was thinking, my peripheral vision inadvertently swept across my side.

Gojo Wu lowered the corner of his mouth, and a icy murderous intent suddenly appeared in his expression.

After a while, he was only a few steps away from us.

In this regard, I suddenly thought:

Do you want to stop him?Does he remember me?