Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the gorgeous sunset, and the orange-red light shines into the store through the glass, casting a warm halo on the two of them.

The store was filled with a creamy and sweet smell, but Gojo Satoru felt that it was not as good as the smell around her.

After a period of brain freeze, Gojo Satoru finally found himself.

He endlessly reminisces about the softness that is about to leave.

Being kissed by the person he likes should be a very happy thing, but now he can't think of why.

She didn't have to do this, and she didn't seem to care that much.

Gojo Satoru can't understand Maqima's state of mind now.

When we first met, I obviously would take the initiative to get in touch with him intimately, but after a certain conversation, I became estranged. Yesterday I suddenly called him "Wu", and then changed back, but now I can still calmly pretend to be his girlfriend.

What exactly is Machima thinking?

And what she did just now doesn't look like what a person who doesn't like him can do at all. What do you mean by "it's okay to kiss me", right?

Is she also so casual with others?

It seemed that he was the only one being played around all the time.

How she sees him in her heart, he doesn't know at all.

If it was true what Jia Ruozi said, Maqima knew everything, but he never exposed it, then he probably wouldn't be angry.

He knew that she just wanted to make things less awkward between them.

Maqima, who was sitting opposite him, still looked indifferent, her hair was orange-red under the sunset light, she was holding his sunglasses in her fair and slender hands, and she put them on the bridge of her nose, and then His face was taken off in doubt.

The other party muttered softly: "It's dark..."

But it was still heard by Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru took the sunglasses from her hand, blinked his eyes that were almost blinded by the sunset light, put them on the bridge of his nose again, and explained: "My sunglasses are almost completely black, and they are almost like a blindfold."

Even if you don't look, you can "see" the flow of mana around you, and using this pair of "six eyes" to see things is very energy-consuming, so Gojo Satoru usually wears blindfolds or opaque black sunglasses.

Mazima nodded with half-knowledge. After all, he was a man wearing a blindfold and walking on the street, so it was not surprising that the sunglasses would look like this.

"Looking at it this way, Enlightenment is really powerful."

Enlightenment.

Even if she didn't really mean it, he wanted this time to last forever, to hear her call him ten, a hundred, a thousand times.

More than once he felt very dry in his throat.

The former young master Wutiao couldn't think of what he couldn't get, but now he only thinks about how to get it.

The person sitting across from him still propped his chin comfortably, looking straight at him with golden eyes, and Gojo Satoru could even see himself clearly reflected in her eyes.

He stopped thinking about what was there and what was not, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Of course, I am the strongest after all."

After chatting for a while, the waiter came over with desserts.

It's a heart-shaped ice cream cake, pink in color, and it doesn't look big. It should serve two people. The hidden menu of Gojo Satoru probably changes with the seasons. This store doesn't sell ice cream in winter.

Just looking at the appearance, the intention is obvious, and it can't help but give people a feeling that "it is absolutely impossible to order if one person comes".

But it was obviously for two people, but there was only one fork.

Maqima glanced at the only fork: "Probably because it's special for couples."

It is very common for Japanese couples to feed each other, because everyone thinks it is very sweet. If they go to ask for a second tableware now, they may not be questioned as a couple.

Maqima poked her face and asked Gojo Wu: "Then I won't eat? I was originally to accompany Wu..."

Before she could finish speaking, a small piece of pink cake was put to her lips. Gojo Satoru looked calm, as if he couldn't see anything wrong: "Anyway, it's not the first time."

It seems to be like this, the two of them are not so restrained when they are at home, and the tableware they have used can be fed to each other without psychological pressure.

Watching Machima take a bite of the cake, Gojo Satoru forked another piece for himself, opened his mouth, savoring the cold taste as it melted in his mouth, and the sweet and greasy strawberry flavor gradually permeated the entire mouth, and then swallowed .

Now Wujo Satoru always has the illusion that their relationship is very close, maybe it is at this moment, but after leaving here, it will return to the original state.

They are pretend couples after all.

Even though this is not the first time feeding her, nor is it the first time using the same tableware, Wujo Satoru still feels lumps in his heart, probably because this is the first time he has done this since he realized that he likes the other person, and he is in a different mood changed.

From the original "I just ate a little saliva" to the current "Is this an indirect kiss", he began to feel that the development of his mental journey was really slow.

When the two of them had almost eaten, the waiter came forward again and warmly introduced: "If the two of you are still satisfied, you can take a group photo and post it on the Line feed, and then you can get the hidden menu coupon."

In fact, Gojo Satoru was still a little hesitant, firstly because he might not order this next time, and secondly because he was not short of money.

"I can do it, Wu?"

Gojo Satoru heard what Machima said.

The waiter added: "As long as one of you sends it."

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide, and immediately took out his phone: "I'll come, I'll come!"

Gojo Wujo turned on the camera, turned around to let himself and Machima into the camera, and was reminded by the waiter: "If the two of you get closer, Miss can hold Mr.'s hand."

After finishing speaking, Mazima got up and walked to his side. The smell of perfume came suddenly, she held his arm very intimately, and something soft was clinging to him.

After realizing what it was, Gojo Satoru froze his smile, but fortunately he quickly pressed the camera button so that he wouldn't make himself in the photo look too strange.

Gojo Satoru edited the feed under the watchful eye of the waiter, put a picture on it, and wrote a heart, and then set it to be visible only to designated friends at a speed that the waiter couldn't notice, and then sent it out.

He showed the dynamic page of Line to the waiter, and then he successfully got the coupon.

It's also a special coupon for this couple.

And this friend who he set as "the only one visible" gave him a thumbs up in front of him, and Gojo Satoru instantly heard the notification sound of special concern from the phone.

Maqima squinted and smiled: "Wu, in order not to waste the coupons, let's come together next time."

Gojo Satoru's heart skipped a beat, and then he nodded again.

After returning home, he silently set the first photo with Maqima as the wallpaper of his mobile phone.

Gojo Satoru didn't tell Jia Ruozi that Maqima kissed him, and when the other party came to ask him, he only replied that it was okay.

Things cannot be shared with others, and photos cannot be seen by others, so this is the secret of the two of them.

Like a naive child, he puts things that he regards as treasures in exquisitely crafted boxes, and then carefully buries them in the soil.

Maybe Maqima didn't care as much as he did, but Wujo Satoru had already hidden it in his heart.

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I don't want to tell others, but that doesn't mean Gojo Satoru doesn't care what's going on.

He boarded the anonymous forum of Neon, tapped his fingers on the keyboard of the phone quickly, and then clicked to send——

[[Help] After a unilateral conflict, I was kissed by the girl I like]

[1L landlord]

[It’s like this, I had a conflict with the girl I like yesterday, it’s more like a unilateral conflict, and today she came to kiss me again.

Although, it was forced to kiss me under some unnatural circumstances, but I thought that if she really didn't like me, she couldn't take the initiative to do so.

Afterwards, I wondered if she liked me a little bit. I guarantee that I was not dreaming about the conflict yesterday, but she is acting like a normal person today. What is she thinking? ]

[2L]

[Squat one. ]

[3L]

[It seems very interesting. ]

[4L]

[Kicks. ]

[5L landlord]

[? ]

[6L]

[Tsk, openly seek secretly, young people nowadays. ]

[7L landlord]

[? ? ? ]

Gojo Satoru kept flashing question marks in his mind, what is this all about?He is asking sincerely, is it because he can't keep up with the brain circuits of contemporary surfers! ?

[8L]

[It is possible, I can only say that it is possible, please come on, the host. ]

Finally seeing a normal reply, Gojo Satoru breathed a sigh of relief.

[9L]

[Has the host ever confessed his love to her? ]

Seeing this question, Gojo Satoru began to feel uncomfortable. Is he still required to confess?

He dryly typed the answer.

[10L landlord replies 9L]

[No.Although I think she has figured it out. ]

[11L]

[The landlord can try to confess, maybe it will succeed? ]

[12L]

[That is, if you refuse, just refuse, and it will be better to have less contact in the future. ]

Gojo Satoru: ...

[13L landlord]

[I'm afraid that won't work. We live together and are registered in the same household registration book. ]

[14L]

[? ? ? ]

[15L]

[Good guy, is he really a good guy, is he really just asking for a show?Thanks I'm full. ]

[16L]

[Damn, do you all think that way upstairs... Is it just me who wants to remind the host that it is within three generations...]

[17L]

[?Thanks to the upstairs, I have already made up a million-word forbidden sadomasochism in my brain. ]

[18L landlord]

[? ? ? ? ? ]

What the hell are these?

[19L landlord]

[Explain that we are not related by blood and are only renting together for a long time, so it is recorded in the household registration book!So is there anyone in this building who can help me figure out a way! ! ! ]

Gojo Satoru was about to explode, he never knew that sand sculpture netizens had such big brains.

[22L]

[Landlord, are you arguing seriously? ]

[23L landlord replies 22L]

[It should be... quite serious, she was really not right yesterday, but today it feels like nothing happened. ]

[24L]

[Does the landlord have a washboard at home?No I can sponsor you a piece for free. ]

[25L]

[Yes, yes, yes, kneeling down will definitely solve it. ]

[28L landlord]

[What the hell? ? ? ]

After netizens gossiped for a few floors, someone finally set off a storm.

[36L]

[That's right, this building is really warm, and I still need to open a bloody road.Is the owner a child?Do you really think you like it just by kissing? ]

kid?

Really think, kiss, that is, like it?

Gojo Wu watched it several times, silently chanting each word in his heart, as if he was about to stare at the phone, when he suddenly looked up...

Almost didn't send him away.