Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

Wujo Satoru fell into the most difficult problem after becoming the strongest.

In addition to the sentence "She said she is not angry, she is still angry", Jia Ruozi also told him: "Don't look at her mouth, she is actually holding her breath in her heart, I hope you can coax her, but you just miss yourself aware."

Gojo Satoru frowned hard, resting his chin with one hand, as if he was thinking hard.

coax her...

How to coax?

This is a big problem.

Machima looked at Gojo Satoru as if he was in a desperate situation, and let out a sigh of relief. In fact, she was not angry at all, but felt that she could not understand his behavior.

What's even more strange is that she even remembered a toilet advertisement many years ago.

The general content of the ad is: a man desperately poured dog food into the toilet, flushed it down, and was discovered by his wife when he poured the last bag.

Machima couldn't help rubbing her brows.

This damn vision.

But you can consider changing to a better quality toilet.

Maqima simply left him alone, and started to eat with her own vegetables. The meat was tender but not greasy, and the leaves of the green vegetables could also be fried to give off a fragrance. She ate one bite after another.

She knew Gojo Satoru could cook, and his skills were not bad, but she had been the chef for a while, and Gojo Satoru occasionally helped him, but this time the food he cooked was more amazing than she imagined. .

"It's delicious."

Wutiao Wu suddenly raised his head when he heard the words: "Huh?"

She was dazed, obviously thinking about something just before she spoke.

Maqima still maintained that impeccable smile: "Mr. Gojo, let's eat first."

No matter how amazing the dish is, it will almost feel boring after it is cooled. Even if you take it back and heat it again, it will not be able to restore the same taste as it was when it was just out of the pan.

She knew Gojo Satoru hadn't eaten yet, so he was waiting for her here.

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, which were fogged by the heat of the food, and nodded obediently: "Ah, oh."

While eating, Gojo Satoru felt that Maqima's state did not seem to be still angry, but he felt that she was in a good mood and would not avoid him anymore, and even took the initiative to talk to him.

She also praised him for the delicious dishes!

I don't know how many seconds or tens of seconds later, he suddenly felt a pain in his mouth, and the taste of rust spread in it.

hiss……

I bit my mouth.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and once again looked at Maqima who was sitting across from him eating quietly. His orange-pink temple hair was pulled behind his ears, and his cheeks were bulging because of chewing. At first glance, it seemed like Kind of like a hamster, kinda cute.

……Depend on.

What is he thinking...

Maqima saw the white-haired man pat her face, and then said, "I said, are you still angry?"

Macchima: ?

"I'm not angry."

"Then how can you not be angry?"

Macchima: ? ?

"What is 'How can I not be angry'?"

Who said she was angry?When he asked her before, didn't she just deny it?

Hearing her question was not what she answered, Gojo Satoru scratched his head irritably: "It means how can you calm down."

Macchima: ? ? ?Is there a difference?

I don't know what was driving her, but after thinking about it for a while, Maqima said, "Then coax me."

Gojo Satoru was stunned: "How to coax?"

Macchima: "..."

You ask her.

Gojo Satoru only heard Jiarui Nitzi say that he could coax her, but he didn't tell him how to coax her. As a single young man with an older mother and fetus, it's strange that he can learn by himself without a teacher.

Before he could speak again, Mazima laughed: "Forget it, I'm really not angry."

Gojo Satoru blinked: "Really?"

"real."

"……Do not lie to me."

He couldn't believe her words easily.

Macchima: "..."

"Then why did you say you avoided me this morning?"

"A little annoying?"

Gojo Satoru:?

Isn't this angry?

"But it won't happen now," she said, she got up and leaned forward slightly, raised her hand on the man's soft white hair, and rubbed it gently a few times, "Mr. Wujo worked hard and did a good job."

It wasn't the first time his hair was touched, and the soft touch made him shrink his neck, like a cat being happily stroked by its owner.

What bad thoughts can kittens have?

Kittens just want to get your attention and rub you.

"So, if you are a little late with these things, you may have to wait for a long time."

Gojo Satoru was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"I took a business trip, in Yokohama, for a week."

Gojo Wujo said: "Oh."

After a few seconds of silence, he said again: "How about I go with you?"

Machima replied: "No need, there are not many Yokohama curse spirits, and they are basically low-level. Mr. Gojo must be very busy, right?"

Wujo Wujo hesitated to speak: "Actually, I..." I'm really busy.

Summer is the time of the year when human beings' negative emotions overflow more, and it is also one of the busiest times for conjurers. Gojo Satoru runs all over Japan these days, and he can't relax at all.

Okay, bullying him is the strongest?

-

[Jia Ruo Zi: Isn’t this pretty good?Happy ending. ]

[Wujo Wu: Consummation?She is still watching TV with the dogs. ]

Gojo Satoru was squatting at the stairs on the second floor, looking down from time to time. At this time, Machima was surrounded by dogs and formed a circle of "forbid Gojo Satoru to approach".

[Home into the glass: ...]

[Family into the glass: You can't be too demanding at one time, she forgives you and it's almost enough. Things like family status have to be won by yourself. ]

Home · family · place · position?

Gojo Satoru blinked, chewed the four words carefully, and seemed to be right, after all, their names were recorded in the same household registration book.

[Gojo Satoru: You are right. ]

[Gojo Satoru: But the most thought-provoking thing is why my family status is not as good as pets. ]

[Jia Ruo Zi: You should think about the reason yourself. ]

Jia Ruozi knew early on that this person didn't know anything about his image in other people's hearts, no, it seemed more like he didn't want to admit it.

[Wujo Satoru: If I knew, I would ask Nitro what are you doing? ]

[Home into the glass: ...]

This is not an attitude of asking for others, Wutiao.

She stood by the window, puffed out a cigarette, and fooled him and said: [I feel that I am not as good as a pet, why don't you try to become a pet? ]

Because she loves to eat dog food, she believes that Gojo Satoru can do it.

[Wujo Satoru:? ]

[Gojo Satoru: You are right. ]

[Wujo Satoru: I have now reduced myself to competing with pets, and the current situation in our family is cats and dogs fighting. ]

[Home into the glass: a reward for a good job. ]

[Wujo Satoru:? ]

Jia Ruozi was so amused by his vivid metaphor that he kept coughing, laughed so hard that he almost suffocated, lay on the window sill and covered his stomach, and then took a screenshot and forwarded it to Jianren Qihai.

Really, Gojo Satoru is not only a dog to others, but sometimes he is really merciless to himself.

[Home into the glass: picture.jpg]

[Home into the glass: share pictures. ]

[Qihai Jianren: ...]

She exited Qihai Jianren's chat page, clicked into the dialog box with Wutiaowu again, and saw several new messages popped up.

[Gojo Satoru: She said tomorrow that she is going on a business trip. ]

[Gojo Satoru: It’s been a week. ]

[Gojo Satoru: Tsk, I still have to feed the dog. ]

[Wujo Satoru: Can I go with you? ]

[Jia Ruo Zi: No, give up. ]

[Jia Ruo Zi: But you can take this opportunity to think about some things. ]

Think carefully about whether you like her or not, and if you don't like her, stay away from her as soon as possible, and don't always scold others.

Although Jiaruizi and Maqima are not that familiar, after all, they have worked together for nearly a month, and the relationship between colleagues is still up to standard. She feels very good about Maqima, reliable and gentle.

So she decided to monitor Gojo Satoru, so as to help him check.

[Gojo Satoru: Cats and cats are confused.jpg]

[Home into the glass: light a cigarette.jpg]

The two interrupted the conversation at the same time.

-

Early the next morning, before Gojo Satoru woke up, Machima packed up her things and put them downstairs, then went to the kitchen to make breakfast, planning to leave after eating by herself, leaving a portion for Gojo Satoru.

It dawns early in summer, and it is already bright outside at this time. There are no clouds today, and the sun hangs high in the sky. The morning sun climbs into the house through the window, which makes Maqima feel a little dazzling.

She was only halfway through breakfast when Gojo Satoru changed his clothes and went downstairs to wash up.

When he came out of the bathroom, Gojo Wu's hair wasn't curled at all, and he poked his head out of the kitchen, saying hello, "Morning."

"Good morning."

Maqima looked at the time, it was exactly 08:30, and he went to work at [-]:[-] in the morning, so Gojo Satoru usually slept until after [-]:[-] in the morning.

Today, however, it is rare to not sleep in late.

"Breakfast will be ready soon, Mr. Wujo will wait in the restaurant."

Gojo Satoru lazily responded, as if he hadn't woken up yet, and sat on the chair half-knocking his eyes.

Obviously, she didn't go to bed very early yesterday, but she got up early today. It's normal for her biological clock to be uncomfortable. Maqima glanced outside, then turned her head and continued frying eggs.

When Mazima brought two plates of breakfast to the dining room, the white-haired man was still eyelid-touching, and finally raised his head when he smelled the food.

She put the plate on the dining table and asked, "Is Mr. Wujo still sleepy?"

Gojo Satoru blinked vigorously: "A little bit."

Machima sat down: "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

He is still in a daze now, and he doesn't have the feeling of hanging around at all. He just said plainly: "I want to take you to Yokohama."

Machima propped her chin, and suddenly felt that it would be nice to change her personality once in a while. Compared with usual, Gojo Satoru is obviously more obedient now.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she said, "But what if you fall asleep while driving?"

When the other party heard the words, he suddenly frowned: "I'm awake."

"How could Qiang Qian fall asleep while driving? Even if I fall asleep, I can still let the car move by itself."

Macchima: "..."

Change back to the usual Wujo enlightenment.

After breakfast, Machima is about to leave for Yokohama. It seems that Mafia, the port of Yokohama, will arrange accommodation for her, as long as she brings some personal belongings.

On a rare occasion, Gojo Satoru offered to let him drive, and Maqima asked him what he would do when he came back. If he drove the car back, she would not have a car for this week.

Gojo Satoru bared his teeth and waved his hand: "I won't drive back, I can take the tram back."

Macchima: ?

Right.

It was wealth that limited her imagination.