Vest Raiders Possibility of Scrapping Men

After rushing back to his courtyard, Gojo Satoru opened his door and saw the person on the bed inside, his posture seemed to be the same as before he went out, and he seemed completely unmoved.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, then stepped into the room heavily.

The person on the bed by the window seemed to be asleep, without any reaction, Gojo Satoru walked to the side of the bed, glanced at the plastered back of the other party, and slowly grinned sneerly at the corner of his mouth.

He watched the man's head move, then turned his face to face his own direction, opened his eyes in a daze, and muttered as if he had just woken up: "Young master, you are back ?”

It's determined, this guy simply looks down on his six eyes and treats him as blind.

The little boy stood by the bed and raised his hands, crossing his chest, looking indifferently at the person who was slowly getting up on the bed.

"May I get up, young master?"

He saw the man talking in a perfunctory manner, with his feet already on the side of the bed, ready to get up from above, Gojo Satoru sneered: "Are you fooling a fool?"

Yayoi Kojiro paused, raised her eyelids and looked at the young man with fierce eyes, paused, slowly retracted her legs, sat cross-legged on the bed, shrugged her shoulders and sighed.

Why isn't this kid over yet?

He muttered in his heart with some displeasure, noticing the young boy's increasingly dangerous expression, curled his lips, and reluctantly leaned back.

The sun is annoying, and so is the kitten.

Seeing him as if he was pressed to the execution ground with a face full of reluctance, Gojo Goku twitched his mouth slightly, and squinted his eyes to watch the man move his body outside pretending to be invisible, with a strange look of avoiding the sun, his head slipping up. Down a few black lines.

"Are you a vampire? Can the sun still roast you?" He couldn't hold back his complaints.

Yayoi Komise who was lying on the pillow rolled her eyes silently, and didn't bother to pay attention to him, and buried her face in her arms without hiding her disgust.

But even though he was disgusted, Gojo Satoru was in a surprisingly good mood. This feeling of completely suppressing the other party and standing in the dominant position was really cool!

He looked at the awkward person on the bed, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, he raised his footsteps, went to the bookshelf beside him, took a book, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and said with a somewhat relaxed tone: "Be honest. Come on, I'll read a book, don't make any noise."

"Don't get up until the ointment is dry, or I'll apply it to you again." Gojo Gojo said the threatening words without looking back, put the book on his lap, leaned against the edge of the bed and started to read slowly.

Yayoi God: ... :)

Little boy, you wait.

……

The time to recuperate from injuries is undoubtedly difficult, especially when there is a young master who seems to have suddenly found some fun by his side, who is inexplicably persistent in supervising his dressing changes and 'drying'. The hardest time.

With a wooden face, he looked forward to the young master who took out a box of freshly opened ointment with an enthusiastic face, and silently cut off the chopsticks in his hand.

Gojo Gojo didn't look sideways, and waved to the waiting maid, asking her to come over for a new pair of chopsticks, while looking at Yayoi Kojiro with a nasty curve of mouth.

Yayoi God: "..."

【030.】

He poked the system coldly in his heart.

[I remember that in the shopping mall, you can change the reverse spell. 】

【ah? ] 030, who was suddenly poked, responded stupidly. From the screen, he saw the numb expression of his own host. Recently, 030, who was silently watching, felt a little more sympathetic, the kind that the electronic sound could not hide.

[Host... You used the exchange points to heal the target of Branch [-] last time, so you can't exchange them. 】

Yayoi God: "..."

[Also, even if it's useless, your current points are still a little short. The reversal spell is a very rare ability in the game settings, so...] It said gloatingly, after all, it was the first time it saw My host is so... irritable and aggrieved.

【...What use do I need you for? 】Yayoi Kojiro sneered in his heart. [Get off and draw, you haven't handed in one manuscript a day. 】

030: […] Why are you angry with it!It's not its fault!Hasn't this been cancelled?Excessive!

030 muttered endlessly in his heart, but had no choice but to retreat back to painting with aggrieved feelings.It can't be helped, it's not the little master, and the game library will be in danger if it doesn't obey.

030, whose weakness was pinched to death, picked up the paintbrush, looked at his own host who was suppressed outside the screen, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and laughed, with an inexplicably obscene smell inside.

Just paint, and the host didn't ask for anything wrong with painting, it has raised a lot of small poses recently!

It began to compose the picture on the drawing board somewhat proudly, and within a few minutes the general outlines of the two human body structures were outlined.Yayoi Komdai, who didn't know what kind of mess his system was drawing, took the new chopsticks from the maid, glanced at the little master who was staring at him closely, sighed, and put the order into his mouth.

……

After going through the difficult and torturous recuperation stage, on the day when the wound healed and the bandages were removed, Yayoi Kojiro moved her body, walked out of the room, stood in the shadow of the courtyard, and blocked the young master who had just returned from outside.

Gojo Satoru was holding a few books in his hands, and before he entered the yard, he saw the person standing at the door and raised his eyebrows.

"What are you doing here, aren't you afraid of the sun?" He walked over, talking jokingly, while looking up at the abundant sunlight in the courtyard.

Yayoi God: "..."

He squinted his eyes, looked at the cat owner who was too aggressive recently, twisted his wrist and said slowly: "Young master, you said earlier that Tianmanyuan doesn't need to have too many rules, whoever wins should listen to whoever wins, right?"

The dangerous tone made Gojo Gojo's eyelids twitch before he finished listening to the words. Before the other party finished speaking, he squatted down and dodged the fist that was hitting his face in good time. He threw the book aside and rolled back a few times. After opening the distance, he squatted on the ground and looked at the person who was slowly walking under the sun, and pursed his lips in displeasure.

"Before you do it, do you want to say hello?"

Yayoi Kojiro narrowed his eyes, chasing after him with a fierce look in his eyes.

You kitty, don't go to the house for three days.

"Hey! I just came back!" Gojo Satoru yelled in dissatisfaction, raised his hand to block the opponent's whip leg, grabbed his ankle and threw him out forcefully, then approached him, clenched his fist towards his stomach before he could stand still call over.

Yayoi Kojiro sneered in his heart and held down the opponent's hand, turned over in the air, jumped behind the opponent and stepped on his back, venting his grievances during this time mercilessly.

Ever since Gotjo Satoru went to the Patriarch to make a fuss last time, rumors began to spread in the clan that the young master had vomited blood from the Patriarch's anger. Since then, Tianmanyuan, which was originally uncontrolled, has become a forbidden place in the clan. When the servant saw the two masters and servants fighting outside the courtyard, they didn't dare to make a sound and carefully avoided it.

The sky changed from faint orange light to orange red, the deep purple of the night and the bright orange transition, and the noise outside the courtyard slowly stopped when the sky took on a dreamy color.

The long shadow stretched by the setting sun slowly crouched down, Yayoi Komdai looked at the little guy who was tired and out of breath on the ground, the gloom in his heart finally dissipated a little, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Gojo Satoru fell to the ground in embarrassment and gasped for breath, his sweat-soaked eyes opened and looked around him. Seeing that person's extraordinarily gorgeous face under the setting sun and the upward curve of his mouth, he raised his hand in anger, trembling. Pointing at each other, "You...not big...not small guy..."

Damn, I'm exhausted.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands hit the ground, he closed his eyes and panted heavily, his sweaty and bruised face and his dusty clothes looked particularly distressed, and the white hair on his head was also stained a lot The soil looks like a naughty little cat that ran to the ground and rolled a few times.

Humph.

Yayoi Kojiro snorted softly in her heart, and said in a low tone: "Young master, the rules you set..."

Gojo Satoru, who slowly eased his breathing, paused, opened his eyes and glared at the other party viciously, sat up from the ground, and shouted angrily: "Shut up, I didn't say I was going to cheat."

Doesn't this guy hate the sun?Why are you still playing so vigorously under the sun, it's so annoying.

Just wait, he will hammer this guy to the ground sooner or later!

Gojo Gojo swore sullenly in his heart, stared angrily for a while, then got up from the ground, patted the dust on his clothes, and said with a pursed mouth, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"..." Yayoi Komdai couldn't help but look at him depressed after hearing this. "I want to go back to my room."

In the recent period of time, he has been locked in the young master's large room with plenty of light. Every morning, he is awakened by the bright light on time. He can't sleep if he wants to sleep in. Dry in the sun.

It was a nightmare.

Although there is nothing else, the young master is also concerned about his body and hopes that he will recover soon, but!Yayoi Kodai felt that he couldn't afford this kindness, really.

He hasn't been able to sleep at all recently, and his nerves are almost weakened!

Godemis thought of his experience during this period, and his good mood became depressed again.

Gojo Satoru was choked by this request, looking at the undisguised disgust on the other party's face, he was very angry.This guy ran to the door to block him just for this? ?Dare to dislike it more clearly!What happened to his room!I don't know how many times better than this guy's room where mushrooms can grow!This little guy who knows nothing!

"Go away, whoever loves you, who cares about you."

The young master who was so angry walked to the gate of the yard angrily after finishing speaking, picked up the book that he had thrown on the ground, and walked in angrily with a dark face.

He will definitely put this guy in the sun for a day in the future!Can't kill him!

Yayoi Komdai, who was left in place, looked at the back of the other party's hairy back, and touched his nose.

……

In the evening, after many days, Yayoi Komdai finally returned to her room and was relieved to see the unfamiliar house furnishings, then took out the mattress and quilt from the closet with a relaxed mood, spread them in the corner, and prepared Get a good night's sleep to make up for your recent psychological damage.

Although the sun is a good thing, more exposure to the sun is also better for the body, but!

No matter how good it is, I can't stand being exposed to the sun all day, people are almost dried out, and it's still so hot.

Yayoi Kojiro sat on the mattress and looked at the drier skin on her arms, sighed faintly, thinking about going to take a good bath later, people are a little listless after being exposed to the sun for a long time.

He opened the system panel to see the background setting in this branch. He felt that the words that the butler said last time should have some deep meaning, and the complicated relationship network on his identity also made him feel a little bit wrong, and He hasn't settled the accounts with the housekeeper yet.

Before he could figure out the connection, Yayoi Kodai suddenly saw that there seemed to be a lot of things in the file he used to store 030 Huahua, he raised his eyebrows, and clicked into it curiously.

Has the mentally handicapped system finally become conscious?

He muttered and clicked on the folder, and saw some weird things.

Yayoi Komichi looked at the pictures of the grown-up young master and herself doing some indescribable things in some weird places in the picture album, and her eyes gradually became murderous.

The finger on the panel twitched a few times, he slid open one by one with a cold face, and counted the number of pictures, these pictures are enough to make a small yellow//book.

030's painting skills are as good as ever, the rendering of the atmosphere and the portrayal of the characters are meticulous, coupled with the excellent light and shadow, each picture has a tension that makes people want to stop, and the premise is that the protagonist in the picture is not himself.

Looking at the meaty atmosphere in the picture, the flushed cheeks full of desire /// and the future version of the young master with a sense of satisfaction, Yayoi Komyo sneered from the bottom of her heart, and clicked delete one by one with her jaw tense.

Then exit the file, operate it with your fingers a few times, find the save disk that 030 has always used to store games, ruthlessly throw all the games into the trash can, clean them up together, and write down another reason for reporting in the bottom of my heart, Junk games suspected of spreading pornography to minors.

030 is getting bolder.

Yayoi Kojiro turned off the system panel with a cold expression, thinking about how to teach this guy a lesson, glanced at a locker more than one meter high from the corner of her eye, her expression suddenly froze, one of the ones she had seen just now was in that place A picture for the background of the scene comes to mind.

'I' propped myself up on it, with my body slightly backwards, and the clothes hung on my shoulders so that they would not fall off. The strongest conjurer in the future stood behind me, bending down and biting the tips of my red ears, and covering his cheeks with wide palms. Chin, index finger hidden in slightly parted lips.

The dark overall atmosphere makes the gorgeous lips and black bandages on the eyes particularly eye-catching, and the details are so subtle that even the fingers pinching the corner of the cabinet are glowing with excessive white force. Although the area below the waist is blocked by the cabinet, such a portrayal On the contrary, it makes people fantasize even more, making people want to explore what is going on behind the cabinet.

Yayoi God: "..."

He withdrew his gaze in some embarrassment, covered his face with a dark face.

030 This guy!

Yayoi Kojiro really laughed angrily, that mentally handicapped system was thinking about something all day long, how could he be below!How could it be possible to make that expression!This guy, sooner or later it will be dismantled and sent back to the factory!

Back in the good mood of his room, because all these messy things disappeared at once, Jindaiya fell down on the mattress angrily, pulled the quilt over his eyes, and secretly ground his teeth under the quilt, thinking nonstop Imagine how to teach the idiot/idiot system that is getting more and more mentally retarded.

Thinking about it, the drowsiness of not having a good rest in the past few days slowly came up, and before I knew it, I slowly fell asleep with my heart full of anger.

On the other side, the other protagonist of the picture, a young boy who is still young, is also staring at the wall with annoyance. The inner willow twigs swayed, and the rustling sound pierced into the ears, which was particularly disturbing to the dream.

Gojo Satoru stared until his eyes were a little red, he angrily pulled the quilt to wrap himself up, closed his eyes, and cursed in his heart.

What kind of perfume is that guy wearing?It made him not used to smelling the smell now...shameless!

……

The next day, the young master with dark circles under his eyes saw the person who had a good night's sleep and his face was radiant, and he couldn't help rushing forward angrily.

Yayoi Kojiro avoided the oncoming fist, looked at the immature face of the other party, and something that he had completely forgotten after sleeping came out again, a strong sense of embarrassment rose from the bottom of his heart, he clenched his fist and pointed at him His usual reluctant eyes shot over.

More than an hour later, looking at the little boy lying on the ground with panda eyes, Yayoi Komyo couldn't help snorting, curling his lips, muttering in his heart how he could be overwhelmed by his own kitten, that dog 030 has no eyesight at all.

Gojo Satoru, who was lying on the cold floor, raised his head when he heard the snort, and seeing the other person's relaxed appearance, he gritted his teeth fiercely, clenched his fingers and swore secretly in his heart.

He will absolutely beat this guy up!

Bah, what a meal, he will definitely beat this guy every day from now on!

Simply, a great shame! !

……

After tidying up his own system, Yayoi Komyo never received that kind of messy pictures again. 030 was aggrieved and drew pictures of the type that his host liked every day, and the emptied game library was slowly disappearing. The bottom is gradually restored, and many new games have been added.

Unknowingly, time flies by.

Yayoi Komdai, who had the absolute upper hand from the very beginning, gradually lost her winning percentage in the hands of her young master, from [-] to [-], [-] to [-], [-] to [-], and even [-] to [-].

Looking at the young man who has not only improved rapidly in his skills, but also grown rapidly in the past few years, Yayoi Komdai put on a wooden face and did not want to express any opinions, and even gradually resisted the matter of sparring.

Just kidding, only a fool will take the initiative to get beaten, and he is not stupid.

Yayoi Kojiro curled her lips, turned around with a bit of displeasure, and planned to pack the luggage in the room.After growing up for a few years, Wujo Wu became more and more ambitious, impatient with the restraints of the clan, and took advantage of the fact that the clan asked him to go to high school to go to school, and offered to move out to live.

When he was young, no one could hold him back. Now that his strength has grown and his right to speak has become more and more serious, few people dare to obstruct him, even the elder who has always been hidden. go out.

But because of this, Yayoi Kodai was interviewed by various parties when the other party was away, and he was asked to take good care of the young master, to report the young master's whereabouts in time, and to ensure the safety of the other party.

Listening to those condescending tones and commanding orders, Kojiro Yayoi was deeply speechless.

He can't fight now, protecting a ghost is almost as good as protecting himself.

Yayoi Komdai, who was in close contact with the growth line of the other party, was full of confidence that she finally knew what it meant to eat a meal from God.

Forcibly opening and hanging is the most deadly.

Genius can also make people look up to and envy, but a creature like Gojo Satoru is completely a wall.

Without the cat filter she had when she was a child, Yayoi Kindai, who was made various strange demands after losing all these years, is full of resentment towards her young master who is all over the place.

Some people bully ordinary players every day because they know how to cheat, shameless.

He murmured and walked towards his room. After taking a few steps, his collar was tightened, and he was lifted to the position just now by the collar. Then his shoulders were heavy, and he turned his head with a dark face, and saw a white-haired man. Mao propped the 1.9-meter clothes pole with sunglasses on his shoulders, and yawned lazily.

"Where are you going?" The young man's clear voice was shattered by the mumbled intonation, and even a little deeper because of the voice-changing period. Yayoi Kamiyoi, who was much shorter than the opponent, was set off like a pitiful little bully being bullied by a gangster.

Because he had to raise his head to see the perspective of the opponent's facial features clearly, Komyoya slapped the arm on his shoulders angrily, and muttered in his heart that it's none of your business. Pressing the center of his eyebrows, he forcibly calmed down, stepped back a little distance and said indifferently, "I'm going to pack my luggage, young master."

"Don't go." Gojo Satoru stretched out his arm and pulled him to the front of him, turned over, wrapped his shoulders around him like a large doll, and muttered with his chin on top of his head He mumbled, "What are you doing to clean up, you're so sleepy, let me rest for a while."

He raised his hand and yawned again. Yayoi Komdai, who was bearing an inexplicable weight on his head, looked at the raised and lowered arm in front of him. His mood that had just calmed down gradually became irritable. He raised his foot and unceremoniously crushed it on the leather shoes behind him.

"Hiss—" Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, his arms tightened reflexively, Yayoi Kojiro twitched the corners of his mouth, and found that he couldn't move at all, taking a deep breath to suppress the irritability in his heart , asked in a cold voice: "Master, can you let me go?"

"Why are you angry again?" Wujo Wujo said in an unhappy tone behind him, instead of letting go, he raised his hand in this posture and pinched the opponent's cheek. "I'm often angry and my face is prone to wrinkles. If you become ugly by then, I won't let you know?"

He lowered his head, leaned his chin on the opponent's shoulder and muttered something, Yayoi Komyo, whose cheeks were itchy from being scratched by the hair, tilted his head, gritted his teeth, raised his arms and elbows and pushed back hard .

"Come again?" Gojo Satoru covered his elbow with his palm and held it tightly, and put the other arm in front of Yayoi Kojiro to encircle him. He squinted like a cat smelling the fragrance coming from the tip of his nose. Eyes, smiled and said in the ear of the other party: "Ah Yue, don't forget that you lost yesterday."

"Today you have to be obedient and obedient, I won't be polite if you make trouble again~"

While talking, he rubbed his cheeks, feeling a sense of excitement in it, his face was a little sore from the frame of the sunglasses, and Yayoi Komiji, whose elbow could not be retracted, turned black. The big cats are thrown into the zoo.

He can still pamper a cat cub acting like a baby, who the hell can bear such a large creature acting like a baby.

The author has something to say: The timeline is suddenly extended.

Brother Sheng: ... whoever wants this kind of cat wants it, I don't want it anymore!

Dk Wu: Huh?Ah Yue what are you talking about? (rolling up my sleeves and eager to try, jpg)

For the upcoming cohabitation life, dk Wu expressed his expectation.

Wu Wuzi: Hee

Brother Sheng: ...?What do you want to say? (There is an inexplicable premonition.jpg)

Wu Wuzi: I didn’t say anything (behaved)

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The cg boss transformed into yellow//Pictured boss 030, what happened to you...! (Tears of heartache flow from the corner of the mouth)

Who wouldn't want to have a lovely system that can draw a book?

Brother Sheng:?Whoever wants this mentally retarded thing, I will give it away for free :)

Me: (trying to raise hand)

Brother Sheng: By the way, replace me in the game, thank you.

Me: ...Farewell

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(muttering, muttering, muttering) It doesn't count if you make up the word count, it doesn't count!When I find time to take a look, I will calculate and add more by the way.

Hmph, grab the word count, throw it aside, wrap it in bread crumbs, fry it in the pan, take it out and cry to the kid next door!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Luo Guilan;