Vest Raiders Possibility of Scrapping Men

The boy's feelings are reckless and hot, like a moth chasing the light, crashing into the gorgeous flame.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, a light rain began to fall outside the house, and the sound of the rain hitting the glass windows was as crisp and powerful as rolling pearls.

The world inside the house is so quiet that the sound of breathing and heartbeat gradually amplifies in the eardrums, slowly occupying the whole mind.Again and again, like a Japanese drum sounded during a festival, with a sonorous and powerful rhythm, it drives people's nerves and mind to change with the rhythm.

He was so engrossed that even his breathing lost its original order.

The indoor temperature was only around [-] degrees, but Yayoi Komiji, who was tightly embraced in her arms, felt as if she was in a forest where the sun was shining at noon.

The hug that was too tight made him inhale the smell of the boy's body mixed with shower gel and cleaning agent.Although there is no such thing as cleanliness, the young master who loves cleanliness threw the guests into the living room and took a bath by himself after returning, so that the adulterated smell on his body is very strong now.

Like rosemary that rots the bone, it enters the nasal cavity along the breath, and slowly invades the limbs, causing signs of paralysis of the nerves, and the brain is somewhat dulled by the heat, and the pulse of blood flow and the sound of heartbeat vibrate with the chest Speeding up together, losing the original composure.

Yayoi Komdai, who was sweating a little on her forehead from the heat, licked her dry lips, moved her fingers on the other's shoulder lightly, and asked in a very soft voice, "Are you ready?"

"How could it be so fast?" The boy muttered his dissatisfaction with being underestimated in a low voice as usual with a somewhat coquettish tone. Strong arms.

The clingy big cat rubbed its little guard's ear, coquettishly skillfully. "I like Ah Yue so much."

"Ah Yue will always be with me from now on. When I become the Patriarch, Ah Yue won't need to be a guard in the future. As long as I stay with me every day, I can give Ah Yue anything."

"No matter what Ah Yue wants."

Under the drooping hair, the blue is as dark and obscure as the depths of the ocean.

Hugging so intimately together, he had to let himself think about other things before he could barely suppress the urge to break people in his heart.

Ah Yue was afraid.

He wants to go on like this with the person in his arms, so he can't be afraid of himself.

However, the chaotic thoughts in his head made him inevitably think of the conversation with the Great Elder.

Ah Yue's purpose, his thoughts, what he wants.

These lingering things kept asking questions in his head, and he wanted to know each other better.

Ah Yue said he likes it, maybe he understands a little bit.

Different from others, he wants to know everything about this person, whether he has participated in it or not, he greedily wants to know, wants to participate in all the past events of this person, so that his memories are always full of himself shadow.

"Ah Yue is so cunning."

The young man suddenly sounded dissatisfied, and loosened his tight arms a little. He stepped back a little and leaned on the back of the sofa. Looking at the slightly flushed person sitting on top of him, he couldn't help but raise his hand to caress the other person. cheek, while continuing to express his dissatisfaction.

"I like you so much, why don't you like me a little more."

He was like a child who felt aggrieved by the uneven distribution of candies, leaving a little red indentation on the opponent's face with a slightly harder thumb.

Yayoi Kojiro's mind, which was gradually in a trance, was pulled back a little by the slight pain from his face. He raised his eyelids, saw the dissatisfaction and a little grievance on the boy's face, and involuntarily tilted his head, rubbing the palm of his face, He raised his hand and pressed it on the back of his hand, his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Gojo Satoru saw the hesitant to speak, he wanted to know what the other party was saying, but he also knew that if Ah Yue didn't want to say it, no one could make him say it.

He pointed his fingers back a little resentfully, pressed the back of the opponent's head and neck to his side, bit his sweet lips gently, and stared at the opponent deeply: "Ah Yue will always be with you!" I."

The ending sound sank into Yayoi Kojiro's mouth along with the tip of the tongue squeezed in from the slit of the lips.

Answer is not important.

This is a matter of course, they will always be together, and in the future they will be even closer without distance.

……

After school officially started, even though he didn't like it, Gojo Satoru still went to Jugao every day to attend classes. Although he was a guard, non-school personnel were not allowed to enter the school, and Yayoi Kojo couldn't stay by his side to protect him at any time as before.

But it doesn't mean that Yayoi Shindai can stay at home as a dead house like the last branch.

Yayoi Kodai, who was called to the Hui family by a phone call, sat in the dimly lit empty room and raised her hand to yawn, looking around casually.

It was not the Patriarch who called him back this time, but Gotiao Cang, Gotiao Wu's elder brother whom he had only met a few times in the past few years.

In the previous few meetings, Yayoi Kojiro always felt that this person seemed to have some strange views on him, but his main goal was Gojo Satoru, and he had no desire to explore other people.

After all, curiosity will kill the cat, and the more you know, the sooner you will die.

Especially in such a big family.

He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. It was around one o'clock in the afternoon. The young master should be going out on a mission with his classmates right now?

After all, it is a place to train conjurers. It is different from ordinary schools. The main thing for the students there is to exorcise curse spirits. I don't know if the culture class can keep up.

Thinking about things in a mess, the sound of the door opening brought Yayoi Komiji back from her thoughts, and looked at the young man who entered the room and closed the door behind his back.

As the elder brother, Wutiao Cang is a few years older than Wutiao Wu. Compared with the young master's tender baby face, his facial features have become tougher over the years, and he can only see some similarities with the young master in the outline. However, as the elder brother, he has been under the pressure of the younger brother, both in ability and family status are completely different, which makes his eyes look very gloomy, and the dark breath between his brows makes him look different from Gojo Satoru far.

"March." Wutiao Cang, who was being looked at, walked into the room, stopped not far away, looked down at the young man kneeling in the middle of the house, and looked at him unabashedly. Then, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A slightly weird arc.

"You've done a good job over the years."

Like a high-ranking king, he praised his humble subjects with words in a somewhat rewarding tone.

Yayoi Kojiro slowly lowered her eyes, recalling the background of this branch line in her heart.

He didn't quite understand what this person meant, as if he was talking to his subordinates...

"It's still the last step, and the agreement between us is over."

Wu Tiao Cang didn't know what was going on in his heart, he took out a round object from his bosom and held it in his hand, looking at the silent man with downcast eyes, he said softly, "Your parents' souls are inside."

Yayoi Kojiro's eyes froze for a few seconds because of his words, she slowly raised her head and looked at the things in the young man's hand.

This fucking... soul? ? ?

Have you played around? ?

"In the near future, I will arrange for the killer to come over. You can find the right time to strike." Wutiao Cang spoke to himself, with uncomfortable malice gradually appearing on his face.

"At that time, my lovely brother will definitely be shocked."

"The person I trust the most is actually the killer lurking beside him."

Yayoi Kojiro's heart was already numb, he looked at Gojo Ao's expression, and couldn't quite understand what this guy was talking about.

He obviously knew every word, but why couldn't he understand a word when this person said it?

Don't add drama to yourself casually, okay?

This is a fucking strategy game, brother, what are you playing!

"I told him a long time ago that wild dogs of unknown origin will be bitten back one day if you keep them around." Wu Tiaocang shrugged with a fake expression on his shoulders, who made him disobey his brother's advice, he really deserved it look.

Yayoi Kojiro no longer wanted to listen to this man's words. He looked at the ball in the other's hand that looked more and more strange, and shrank his shoulders unconsciously.

Nima, all the ghosts are out...Damn.

Gotiao Cang, who has not received any response, as if he was singing a one-man show, restrained the expression on his face, stepped forward a little, and looked down at the people on the ground after getting closer.

"Don't tell me that you have forgotten your identity after being raised for a few years."

"March."

Originally, Yayoi Komi had no idea about the dim light in the room, because of the ball containing the soul, he began to feel a little cool around him, and the lowered voice of the other party was even a little gloomy due to the environment. Yayoi's scalp went numb for a moment.

He moved back with a stiff face, glanced at the things in the other's hand, then quickly moved away, pursed his lips, and replied indifferently: "No."

Although he doesn't know what his identity is now, it's so f*cking, it's not written in the background!

In the profile, it was written that he made an agreement with this person, and then he was introduced into the family. With his own efforts, he entered the pre-selection of the young master's guard, and was selected by Gojo Satoru. The rest is gone!

This……

Yayoi Kojiro choked speechlessly, isn't this a strategy game?Why did he have to kill the target of his strategy?

What the hell are you planning.

And why did you go so early, brother, who the hell can beat Gojo Satoru at this moment? !

Just really sick.

The garbage game planner has a sick mind.

Yayoi Kojiro has completely lost his temper with this game.

How many people did 'he' make an agreement with? It's so stupid. In this way, the agreement between him and the Patriarch is actually quite normal. When Gojo Satoru graduates from a high school, he will almost not need guards and the like. According to 'he' It is reasonable and reasonable to agree to leave the family and regain freedom.

The head of the family probably saw that he and Gojo Satoru were getting too close, so he ran over to make this kind of agreement with him for the sake of the heir.

But this one?

Yayoi Kodai looked up at the person standing one meter away from her, and deeply understood what it was like to be speechless.

I never expected to be defeated by the idiot game every time for a new reason.

"Bam—!"

There was a loud noise, and the door was roughly kicked open from the outside, and Gojo Ao and Yayoi Kojiro turned their heads to look at the door at the same time.

At this time, the young man who was supposed to be doing tasks outside put his hands in his pockets, slowly retracted his long legs in the air, landed on the ground, and slid to the top of the sunglasses a little below the bridge of his nose, where he saw a pair of extremely clear blue eyes, glowing like glass with no mechanism. Another cold light.

The author has something to say:

Brother Sheng: ...

I've never been so speechless in my fucking life :)

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Jia Geng didn’t finish writing, if there is no before twelve o’clock, today will be gone (An Ning)