Don't play games with crazy vests

After solving the rope, Gojo Satoru took Kashiwahara Zao out and walked out.

As for how to deal with the mansion under the name of the Magic Association, Gojo Satoru's solution is——

Just put a fire on it and burned it.

"Most of the spells will be cheated in this matter."

Gojo Satoru patted the remaining ashes on his hands, looking at the heat wave not far away.

He hated the conjuration society, but he knew the conjuration society very well.

Now I am talking to Kashiwahara Zauma.

If the group of old fellows really came up with this blogging operation, during the time before Gojo Satoru came over, Kashiwara Zaumou might have already been dismembered and sealed by them in a hurry.

How could it be as intact as it is now.

But even if he was stabbed in the back so what, Gojo Satoru still chose to burn the property of the Magic Club without mercy.

Seeing Kashiwahara Zaowu's worried eyes, Gojo Satoru immediately explained: "It has been checked, and there is no one here."

Seeing that Kashiwahara hadn't wanted to implicate the innocent, Gojo Satoru suddenly thought of what happened just now, and felt like laughing.

Be it the legends that have been handed down, or the so-called advice from the gods, he doesn't think Ah Wu will be such a derogatory existence as others say.

There is no need to rely on other people's words, Gojo Satoru can think by himself, and he is not an idiot.

He can tell whether Ah Wu has bad intentions or not.

Gojo Satoru didn't think he would misunderstand the person.

Even when Gojo Satoru was hidden by the gods, Kashiwahara Zaumi did not intimidate him in any real sense except for not letting him go.

How can any god be as stupid as Kashiwahara Zamo, who respects the prey at his mouth, and refuses to peel the skin and bones for a long time.

Gojo Satoru was not a person who could copy others' words, he himself was extremely rebellious, and the more people told him that Ah Wu was a bad god, the more he would deny it in his heart.

No villain god would be so stupid.

Gojo Satoru didn't notice that there was a hint of deep meaning in the eyes of the god in his arms.

Bai Yuanzao lowered his eyes, restraining the maliciousness in his eyes.

I can't say it's bad, but it's a little distorted.

There was a temporary problem with Kamo Sosuke's body, so Iso could only change to another body that was available. The change of identity made Iso lose the convenient rights he had when he was in a high position, and he simply dismissed all the people who would make him feel bound.

It can be said that Lisuo's method is almost watertight, but he didn't expect that these preparations he made would be convenient for Gojo Satoru in the end.

Gojo Satoru had already learned about the original plan of Kashiwabara in the communication with Kashiwahara Zauna.

"Theoretically, this curse does exist."

"Anything with a negative emotion, or a creature, can become a curse."

Gojo Satoru frowned: "Some curses were curse masters during their lifetime, but after they die or become curse spirits due to other unknown reasons, their original spells will basically change, and they will become more... curious. "

Kashiwahara stared at his wound without blinking.

"The most famous example is that the King of Curses, who was born thousands of years ago, was originally a curse master, but later became a curse."

Gojo Satoru leaned on Kashiwahara Zaumou's shoulders, with feigned tiredness on his face, like a big cat acting coquettishly.

"Ah Wu, come back with me."

Talking so much is to pave the way for the final purpose.

Gojo Wu vainly tried to coax Ah Wu to follow him back by retreating.

Whether it is a detailed explanation, or the weakness that is properly revealed at the end, it is all a trap.

Gojo Satoru felt that the reason why he gradually developed an irresistible interest in the person in front of him was that Kashiwahara hadn't attracted him enough.

As for how to explain to the group of people from the Magic Association after returning, that is all after returning.

It's easy anyway.

First trick people into their hands.

The recovery ability of the conjurer is much stronger than that of ordinary people. At this time, the small wounds on Gojo Wu's body have healed, and only the three deep and long wounds on his chest can barely stop the bleeding.

The dense bursts of pain were suppressed by Gojo Satoru. Although he hadn't been injured for a long time, the pain caused by this kind of wound was to the extent that Gojo Satoru could bear it. Nitrate treatment.

Gojo Satoru's bones softened, he relaxed his body, his chin rested on Kashiwahara Zauna's shoulder, his posture changed from active to passive, and he fell into Kashiwahara Zauna's arms, the most serious wounds on his chest were covered His big movement made the blood ooze again.

Also thanks to the very dark color of the college uniform, the blood doesn't look too obvious after being soaked in it.

"A Wu..."

The faint voice brought out an ambiguous snort.

Wujo Wu's mentality has changed, and even his attitude when getting along has adopted the strategy after the mentality change.

The softening of language is all deceit, and the movements of Gojo Satoru, which Bai Yuan hadn't noticed for a long time, still carry a strength that he can't hide.

Gojo Satoru's arm wrapped around Kashiwahara Zauna, holding him in a possessive posture without separating.

He also learned to be a little clever.

It is difficult for anyone to reject such Wujo Satoru.

He is a rebellious boy who is pulling and crazy to everyone. After experiencing these plots, he is only willing to show a different side in front of Kashiwahara Zauna.

Be obedient and submissive, even with a little compromise.

It's a completely different side that no one else has seen.

Gojo Satoru couldn't see Kashiwara Zao's expression, he could only see Kashiwahara Zao's earlobe turning a thin layer of red from the original white color, he found it funny, couldn't help laughing lowly, even his chest trembled slightly, Kashiwahara felt a little hot all over his body for no reason.

From the very beginning, seeing Gojo Satoru casually treating the player as a plaything, and now with a scheming and serious expression, Kashiwahara Zamo finally felt happy.

It's time to reconsider the relationship between the two of you.

Kashiwahara used some tricks and finally achieved his goal in the game.

Even if the favorability is full, the relationship between them is still more like a pull.

This is something Kashiwahara has never liked about this game.

Unlike other strategy games, as long as the favorability is full, the strategy character will become sticky to treat the player.

He prefers the attitude of the raider characters in this game.

"You are hurt."

The smell of blood that Kashiwahara Zao could smell was much lighter than before, and after a few months, he was re-wrapped by Gojo Satoru's breath, which made Kashiwahara Zao feel very at ease, as if some kind of impatience in his heart had been appeased.

Kashiwahara Zaumi temporarily changed the subject without answering Gojo Satoru's question after showing weakness.

Bai Yuanzao reached out his hand to caress the back of Gojo Wu's neck, and slowly stroked with a little pity, and he said again: "You are hurt."

Gojo Satoru took his hand off: "This is not important."

Already got a bit of a rogue look after a few years.

"Ah Wu, promise me?"

Gojo Satoru didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Wanting to take Kashiwahara Zaumu away, and then confess to him, doing whatever he wants and at the same time wanting to be fully prepared, Gojo Satoru never denies his greed.

Kashiwahara bit his lip and said firmly, "No."

Wujo Wujo's coaxing failed, Ah Wu decided that Wujo Wu would not like him, and didn't even think about why Wujo Wu asked such a question.

Now he just wants Gojo Satoru's wounds to heal quickly.

"I can heal."

Kashiwahara Zaomo did not give up after being interrupted by Gojo Satoru, and continued to stubbornly raise his hand to caress his fine wounds.

Gojo Satoru was injured.

The fact that Kashiwahara hadn't identified for a long time became more and more difficult to change, and Gojo Satoru's non-cooperation made him gradually unable to listen to any other words.

"Leave it to me?" Kashiwahara looked into the distance and said seriously, "Let me heal you."

Gojo Satoru froze for a moment: "...Okay."

He can feel that the current atmosphere is a bit weird, or that Bai Yuan's early attitude is a bit strange.

Anyway, it doesn't look like you can celebrate after solving the crisis.

Before Gojo Satoru had time to think about it, his attention was all diverted away.

He didn't expect that Bai Yuan's long-awaited treatment would use such... such an unexpected method.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Kashiwahara Zamu lowered his head slightly, and with a few nimble movements, most of his body was pulled away from Gojo Satoru's embrace.

It turned out that Gojo Satoru took the initiative to lean on Kashiwahara Zaou's shoulders to draw strength, expressing his yearning for Ah Wu with silent movements.

Although Kashiwahara hadn't separated the intimate movements, Gojo Satoru couldn't say anything about this move.

Because Bai Yuanzao's next move was to gently tear off his clothes.

Gojo Satoru's mind suddenly went blank, and all thoughts that he had or didn't exist temporarily disappeared, and his mind seemed to enter a short-term standby mode.

It wasn't difficult to take off the college uniform. Kashiwahara had no serious expression on his face, and quickly made a few movements with his hands, and Gojo Satoru's skin from neck to collarbone was exposed to the air.

In order not to touch the wound, Kashiwahara had no sense of restraint. With gentle movements, he only tore the clothes a little bit apart, and only the top two buttons of the jacket were undone, and did not take off the wound on the upper body completely. exposed.

Kashiwahara had no plan to deal with Gojo Satoru's wound slowly.

The wounds on Gojo Satoru's body were of different sizes, Kashiwahara had already seen the wounds caused by three or four different weapons without a cursory glance. This kind of injury was very strange.

Bai Yuanzao lowered his eyes, and a fierce dark color flashed in his eyes.

Although some of the large and small wounds had scabbed over, a large part of them were still bleeding, which was not as light as Gojo Satoru said.

No wonder there was such a strong smell of rust, it smelled more than the amount of bleeding that Gojo Satoru's three wounds on his chest could provide.

Those three injuries were only said because they couldn't be disguised.

Bai Yuanzao was a little annoyed, he shouldn't let the person he likes get hurt for him, he must be allowed to recover.

He made his choice without hesitation.

Gojo Satoru's throat rolled slightly, Japan is very cold in winter, there are even small snowflakes floating in the air, and a gust of cold wind blows from time to time.

But he could only feel the slightest sense of dryness constantly emerging from his body.

Gojo Satoru has never felt that the magician's physical fitness is so good like now.

"A Wu."

A slightly magnetic voice swept across Kashiwahara Zauna's earlobe, and before Gojo Satoru could say what he wanted to say, Kashiwahara Zauna had already leaned over and started his treatment.

Gojo Satoru felt the hot and humid touch on his collarbone, making him instantly forget what he wanted to say.

The saliva of the gods has excellent healing effects.

"It will bring you back to normal."

The vague voice escaped from the contact of lips, tongue and skin, and Gojo Satoru almost suppressed the instinctive urge to press the back of Kashiwahara Zao's head with strong willpower.

Gojo Satoru felt that the deeply stabbed scar on his collarbone was healed almost instantly when he touched his tongue.

The small itching of scabs healed and new flesh grew, accompanied by Kashiwahara Zao's movements, deeply stimulated him.

"hiss."

The pale blue eyes behind the sunglasses were about to be replaced by rich dark ones.

He knew that it was Ah Wu who was worrying about him, and now he was just kindly helping him with treatment.

Can't think wrongly.

Gojo Satoru can see Kashiwahara Zaomo's movements as long as he lowers his head a little. When he thinks that the person in his arms is originally a high god, he will only stand on a silent high place for tens of thousands of years and look down on the small and insignificant human beings.

But now the god is in his arms.

This thought pleased Wujo Satoru very well.

Even when Kashiwahara didn't feel that the wound was almost healed, he was about to raise his head and continue the treatment in another place, but Gojo Satoru was caught off guard and held his head with his hand.

"Not yet, continue."