Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

I don't know if it's because the dogs understood the ferocious meaning in Wutiao Wu's words, and they walked around Wutiao Wu all night, and hid behind Machima if they couldn't get around.

Gojo Satoru suddenly said that he wanted to eat sukiyaki. It happened that it was still early when he got home. The two of them went to the supermarket. The difference was that this time it was Machima's turn to push the shopping cart, and Gojo Satoru walked in front and wanted to eat. What to throw in the cart.

He suddenly felt the joy of being a girl!

The girl with short white hair was bouncing around. He was wearing Makima's casual clothes. At first glance, he looked like a female high school student. No one would believe his age.

A man with orange pink hair over 1.8 meters tall walked behind him, wearing his clothes, holding the handle of the shopping cart with his slender fingers, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his golden eyes looked around from time to time.

Gojo Satoru thought again, usually he was standing there, but now they switched places.

The ingredients in Japanese supermarkets are generally very fresh, and there is basically nothing wrong with taking anything. He picked a bunch of meat, and each box looked very expensive.

Maqima would occasionally put a few boxes of vegetables in the shopping cart, fearing that he would turn into a pig if he only ate meat.

Sukiyaki is very simple to make, cook whatever you eat, Gojo Satoru can't help much this time, so I can only accompany her to wash the dishes after dinner.

Obviously, the sukiyaki pot needs to be eaten by many people to have the most atmosphere. Wujo Gojo glanced at the crude equipment on the table, one pot of sukiyaki for two servings of tableware, and a group of dogs waiting to eat at the feet of Machima on the opposite side , Waiting for Maqima to feed them in turn.

Gojo Satoru saw it and could only say in his heart: Damn, he doesn't even have this kind of treatment.

But these thoughts can only rot in the stomach.

The atmosphere in the home is harmonious, and it looks very warm, like an old couple who have been together for a long time.

There is one thing to say, although the group of dogs don't look so pleasing to the eye, but the ordinary way of getting along with each other gave Gojo Satoru a strange but very comfortable feeling.

It's like a real home.

I didn’t feel this way when I was in Wujo’s house when I was a child, and the family relationship was not very good. Since he entered the high school of conjuration and became a conjurer, he almost never went home, and the relationship among family members became more and more serious. The more alienated.

He knew that the Gojo family, which was the third family of magic spells, was just a basket of rotten oranges, so he had no illusions about the original family.

And now he seemed to feel that feeling he had never felt before.

It's actually pretty good if it goes on like this.

he thought.

Driven by everything, Gojo Wu stretched forward, pointed to the meat in the pot, and pointed to his own mouth, and said, "Ah—"

Maqima just finished feeding a dog, and immediately understood when she got up, and just about to pick up something, she remembered that the pair of chopsticks were for feeding dogs: "Ah, sorry."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Did he almost kiss the dogs indirectly?

So she put the chopsticks on the table again, picked up her own pair, picked up a mouthful of vegetables, and handed them to Wujou Wu.

Gojo Satoru saw the lump of green on the chopsticks, first frowned unhappily, and then thought that it was Maqima who fed him, his mood suddenly improved, and he was depressed.

He swallowed the greens with difficulty, and eating something he didn't like made his expression unattractive at the moment, his cheeks were slightly puffed up, but he looked extra cute because of a girl's face.

He said, "The meat is still delicious."

Mazima smiled suddenly, and nodded perfunctorily.

After Wujo Satoru finished speaking, he picked up a piece of meat from the pot with chopsticks, stood up and handed it to Maqima's mouth.

"Open your mouth."

Machima hesitated.

Does he feel that he has been taken advantage of and wants to take it back?

She found that Gojo Satoru had changed. When she first wanted to dominate him half a month ago, Gojo Satoru still looked down on anyone, including her of course.

But now she gradually develops towards the person she used to dominate. The cat no longer licks her with its sharp barbed tongue, but rubs against her hand with its soft fur, and seems to have become docile a little bit.

Mazima didn't know whether this change was good or bad, and although she didn't intend to try to dominate him a second time, she somehow felt that it should succeed now.

But the strange thing is that Gojo Satoru is not the only one who has changed.

She is also, since she put aside the purpose of Gojo Satoru, her words and deeds have become more casual, but more from the heart.

Did she really treat him as an equal?

But she will not stay in this world in the end.

A few seconds passed, and Mazima stopped thinking about it, and opened her mouth to eat the meat caught by the chopsticks.

After washing the dishes, Maqima went out for a walk with the dog as a routine. Gojo Satoru didn't get off work at this time, but today he got off work early due to special reasons.Mostly because he felt that staying at home was too boring, Gojo Satoru also went out to walk the dog with him.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the five ropes held by Maqima, Maqima noticed his gaze, and separated two ropes: "Do you want to take a walk?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

No, he didn't really want to.

However, seeing that it would be very hard for her to lead five dogs by herself, he still thoughtfully planned to take the two ropes.

How could he be such a considerate and gentle person?Gojo Satoru felt that he was about to be moved to tears.

As a result, as soon as he took it, the golden retriever and Chihuahua started barking crazily, and then pulled the rope hard to retreat, trying to hide behind Machima.

Wutiaowu: "..."

He raised his head and asked Maqima, "Do these dogs still hold grudges?"

Didn't you just say you want to eat dog meat?It's not really going to eat them, as for?

Machima knelt down and touched the two dogs, stroking their wounded hearts: "They are very obedient, I think it's Mr. Wujo's fault."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Good guy, it turned out that he asked the wrong person.

In the end, Maqima took away three left hands and two right hands, and Wujo Satoru, who was empty-handed, followed behind just for a walk.

The sky was splashed with ink at some point, and the street lamps on both sides of the road emitted a soft white light, which was enough to illuminate the road ahead, but it did not dazzle people at all.

It was nearly nine o'clock in the evening when I returned home after walking the dogs. After sending the dogs back to the room next to her, Machima went to wash up first.

While waiting for Machima to take a bath, Gojo Satoru received the news that his house had been broken into.

[Jia Ruo Zi: I heard from Principal Noctua Moth that you haven't changed back yet?How is the investigation going? ]

[Gojo Satoru: Oh, is Nitro worried about me?How strange! ]

It was really an unprecedented time for Jiaruizi to send him a message. When he opened it, he suspected it was a text message of concern. If it wasn't so late at night, he would feel that the sun came out from the west today.

[Home into the glass: ...]

[Jia Ruo Zi: You think too much, I'm just afraid that you might do something strange when you were a woman, and I'm just worried about Maqima. ]

What?strange things?

Gojo Satoru once again felt the other party's doubts about his character.

[Wujo Satoru:? ]

[Gojo Satoru: Then why don't you ask her? ]

[Jia Ruozi: You have to know, in fact, Maqima and I are not very close. ]

Gojo Satoru thought about it again, and thought it was right.

Maqima has been in the college for more than half a month, and it seems that in interpersonal communication, people other than herself have kept a slight distance.

Afterwards, he chewed on the attributive "except himself" repeatedly, and immediately felt a little better.

[Wujo Satoru: I see.So what exactly are strange things? ]

Gojo Satoru patted Iarui Glass on the head, and was disfigured by a backhand slap.

Gojo Satoru: ...

[Home into the glass:. ]

[Jia Ruo Zi: You know it yourself, don't do something outrageous just because you are a woman now. ]

[Wujo Satoru: ...so who am I in your eyes. ]

The family entered the glass and patted Gojo Satoru and invited the handsome guy to eat high-end desserts.

Home into the nitro: ...

Jia Ruozi, who was on the other side of the phone, had already seen everything clearly. She silently lit a cigarette and rolled her eyes inwardly.

Although the dog man has always looked very experienced, everyone who knows him knows that he is a solo 007 social animal, and he doesn't seem to be enlightened yet.

But it's okay, if he dares to go to Maqima, who is a hoot, she will definitely be the first to make him shameless.

After finishing the short conversation with Kazuko, Machima finally came out of the bathroom, bringing out some steam.

Gojo Satoru put down his phone and walked into the bathroom.

Probably because he was facing a female body, Gojo Satoru seemed to be washing faster than usual this time, and he came out of the bathroom very quickly.

Because of the bust, he was wearing Machima's pajamas which were a little too big, and her pajamas were all looser styles, but now she was a little wobbly in Gojo Satoru.

At this time, Mazima's hair was loose, obviously just finished brushing, waiting for the hair to dry on its own.

It can be seen that Maqima still cherishes her hair as usual even if she becomes a man. Gojo Satoru can't help but "tsk tsk tsk" in his heart, and once again feels the trouble of women.

Even though they lived together for more than half a month, it was still difficult for Gojo Satoru to develop the habit of maintaining hair like Machima.

And when he just took his own towel and put it on his hair, and was about to rub it indiscriminately, a pair of warm hands that were a circle bigger than him now took the towel on top of his head.

Gojo Satoru put down his hand and turned around cooperatively. In fact, Machima would still help him wipe his hair once in a while, although it was only occasionally, but now he was not worried that she would try to wring his head off.

After the other party finished wiping his hair, Gojo Satoru turned around.

The slightly loose pajamas slid down to the girl's shoulders, revealing a large section of fair and slightly pink skin, her palm-sized face turned rosy from the steam, and her azure blue eyes were also very bright.

Maqima no longer looked at him. No matter what she looked like, this person was a 28-year-old uncle at heart, and she was not a person who would judge people by their appearance.

She was about to go back to the room, but before she got up, the white-haired girl wrapped her arms around her waist.

What evil can five cats and cats have?

"Her" voice was soft and soft, with thin lips slightly parted: "Aren't you coming for a hug? I'm a woman now."

Cats just want to cuddle you.

Machima felt a little unnatural.

Gojo Satoru is now a woman, but she is a man.

Even though she is controlling demons, it stands to reason that as long as she doesn't want to, there will be no physiological phenomena of human beings.

But this nonsense ability forcibly changed her gender, and even her biological needs seemed to be assimilated with humans.She knew that there was a man in Wujo Wu's shell, but this body didn't feel that way.

So, men are really troublesome, and so are humans.

At this moment, there was no longer any distance between the two of them, and Maqima couldn't help frowning slightly due to the subtle feeling.

She didn't like the feeling of being out of control.