Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

"Forget it, it's boring anyway, just do the task."

Gojo Satoru didn't know what was written on the couple's exclusive task card given by the haunted house, but Maqima explained it ambiguously.

But Gojo Satoru can probably guess what is written on it, couples, no doubt hugging and holding high, if there is any other thing that can become a couple character, then he really can't think of it.

Maqima's eyes fell on the other party's blue eyes, but the light in the haunted house was not good, so it was difficult for her to see the emotions hidden in the other party's eyes.

The hands of the two were still holding each other, and in the next second, Maqima was pulled into each other's arms by a force, and suddenly a strong male hormone breath rushed to her face, and he hugged her a little tight, making her feel a little stuffy Panic.

A pair of fiery palms encircled the slender waist of the woman with orange-pink hair. The distance between the two was almost zero. Because of the height difference, Mazima's head could only hit the other's chest at most.

The other party put his face close to her neck, and the warm breath sprayed behind his ears, the atmosphere suddenly became dense, and the two hugging people were very conspicuous, but fortunately, there was no one around here.

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes, and said softly, "Does Machima like being hugged by me?"

The sound was so small that only the two people here at the moment could hear it.

When Machima heard the other party's question, she was slightly taken aback. You must know that Gojo Satoru had never asked similar questions before. The only time the other party asked was to confirm her feelings when he was on the Ferris wheel. out.

Although the two of them pretended that nothing had happened along the way, it was impossible to erase the things that had happened from their memory. It was rare that Maqima was willing to take people out to relax, and no one made the atmosphere too tense. stretch.

After questioning and confrontation, Gojo Satoru knew everything, so there was no need to make himself feel bad.

But the fact is that Maqima intends to kill him and then dominate him. As long as he can't completely forget about this matter, Gojo Satoru can only pretend to be in a good mood all the time, but he is actually more irritable than anyone else in his heart.

Therefore, rather than acting, facing the facts is more in line with Gojo Satoru's character.

There were some unknown emotions written in Maqima's golden eyes, and then she closed her eyes again, quietly resting her head in the opponent's arms. After an unknown amount of time, she gave a soft "hmm".

The white-haired man hooked his lips. He found that Maqima would always give him the illusion that she was weak when he changed his opinion of her. He had been deceived countless times.

It's just that this kind of illusion has never been produced in his heart since last night.

Maqima is a dominating demon, she is not weak, and she does not need his protection, and in the current situation, if there is a real fight, it is not known who will win.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru felt some sour emotions in his heart again. He was obviously the strongest, but now he was played around by the other party.

She wanted to kill him, but he would never kill him anyway.

Gojo Satoru has always felt that he is quite a cruel person, at least he will not affect his mood for too long because of emotional matters, just like in the Hyakki Night Walk incident a year ago, he himself killed his son Like my best friend Xia Youjie.

But now it seems that the facts seem to be quite different from his own ideas.

No matter how many and excessive things Machima would do, Gojo Satoru felt that he would probably not kill her, and would be the first to forgive her in the end.

The two hugged for an unknown how long before Gojo Satoru asked softly, "What exactly is on the task card?"

Maqimahui thought about a few lines of the task card, and said, "Hold hands, hug, and kiss."

Now it seems that only the last item is missing.

Gojo Satoru asked again: "Is there any more?"

Machima nodded: "Yeah."

The second after she finished speaking, the white-haired man placed a hand on the back of the orange-pink-haired woman's head with all his strength. He couldn't see it, so he just kissed it based on feeling.

Facts have proved that Wujo Satoru's feeling is still very correct, at least he didn't fall to other places, and then adjusted to a better position based on his feeling.

Gojo Gojo held Machima's chin with the other hand, quickly stuck his flexible tongue into his mouth, licked her teeth delicately, and then began to suck her lips, the hot lips and tongue pressed tightly When they are entangled together, the opponent's movements are so proficient that they seem to have done it countless times, which is very difficult for Maqima to achieve.

Gojo Satoru didn't take her to breathe like before. I don't know why, maybe he was venting his emotions. This time, his actions were rougher than every time before, and he even took away the remaining air in the other party's air more greedily. .

He wondered if Mazima's cheeks were flushed now, and if those golden eyes were the same as before, misty with just a little difficulty breathing.

Although he couldn't see it, the other party's face and the embarrassed appearance of being kissed by him have long been deeply imprinted in his mind, and he is currently playing back it non-stop.

again and again.

Machima knew that Gojo Satoru was not normal.

It was rare for her to see the other party go too far. Now she was very short of oxygen, and because the other party's sharp canine teeth kept grinding on her lips, she felt a little bit of pain at this time.

She thought, if the light were a little brighter, then what she would see would be the other party's azure blue eyes, which were lifeless but full of lust.

But the other party seemed to have his eyes closed, and Mazima suddenly felt a little pity.

Maqima tightly grasped the clothes on the other's back as if resigned to her fate, but this small movement caused the other party to bite her lip hard, and the familiar rusty taste immediately began to spread in her mouth .

Maqima seemed to know nothing, even though the lack of oxygen made her feel very uncomfortable now, she didn't push him away.

If it is now, maybe it can dominate success.

To be honest, she didn't think about anything else along the way, she just wanted to dominate Wujo Wu, the strongest conjurer, if she couldn't, it would be best to kill him as soon as possible.

If she can't control it, Gojo Satoru will only become the most difficult enemy in her plan, and the existence of Gojo Satoru may affect the success or failure of her plan.

Of course, this is something that Makima will not allow to happen.

Try again, if you really can't control it, then completely eradicate Gojo Satoru.

Macchima thought secretly.

But at the moment before she was about to start to act, Gojo Satoru suddenly let her go as if he had expected it, almost letting Machima's ability go to nothing.

"I said, you are probably still thinking about how to control me."

Although Wutiao Satoru had a questionable sentence pattern, there was no doubt about the meaning in his words at this time, and he was extremely certain.

"You said yes, dominating the demon?"

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar address, Macchima's eyelids twitched.

Probably because few people know her real identity, so almost no one has ever called her by that name.

However, whether it is Machima or the dominating demon, it refers to her. She is Machima, and she is also the dominating demon, so generally speaking, she does not have much sense of disobedience or disobedience to this title. dislike emotion.

It's just that when the word "dominant demon" comes out of Gojo Satoru, it seems to be different.

This was the first time Gojo Satoru called him that, after all he had just learned of her identity.

Machima had already listened to the conversation between Kishibe and Gojo Satoru from beginning to end, and it was not surprising that the other party would call her that.

But once the familiar voice and familiar vocabulary were added together, it produced an unimaginable sense of discord for her.

Or some other emotion.

This feeling is very strange to be honest, Maqima doesn't know where it came from, is it because of this name that few people call it, or is it Gojo Satoru?

Obviously, the latter.

Mazima has never rejected her identity, nor has she felt that if she were human, she might be happier and more relaxed. She undoubtedly enjoys the ability to dominate others.

But at some point, she suddenly found that her belief, which had not changed for many years, seemed to have been slightly shaken in the dark.

For example, she wants to be treated as [equal].

For example, she is more nostalgic for the hug of [Gojo Satoru] than she imagined.

After thinking for a while, Machima quickly came back to her senses and began to recall what Gojo Satoru had just said.

He said: [You are probably still thinking about how to control me? ]

Although it sounds ironic, it seems to be the case. Mazima was indeed thinking about whether to try to dominate him again just now.

Gojo Satoru guessed right.

Maybe the other party already knows him very well now.

Maqima lowered her eyes slightly, and a feeling that she had never felt before gradually spread to her heart, like a small stone being thrown into the originally calm lake surface, causing ripples one after another.

Mazima didn't know what to say, and she couldn't follow her heart, because she found that her originally firm will had slightly shaken, which made it difficult for her to distinguish what she wanted.

It's just that she didn't intend to continue thinking about the answer in her heart, but said directly: "What if I say yes?"

"—Wu, are you willing to give your everything for me?"

Maybe it was because he heard the answer he was most sure of and the last thing he wanted to hear, Gojo Satoru couldn't help sneering, and there seemed to be a little self-deprecating emotion in his voice.

Wutiaowu replied word by word: "I, no, willing, willing."

The expected reply, domination did not succeed.

Mazima closed her eyes lightly, and then let out a slow sigh.

The next second, the sound of something growing crazily came to Gojo Satoru's ears. He didn't know what it was, but he let go of Machima very vigilantly.

Two seconds later, a circle of umbilical cord grew on the top of Mazima's head. Coupled with her angelic face, this picture seemed a bit strange.

Immediately afterwards, countless creatures that were once dominated by Machima appeared in the haunted house together, and countless chains appeared on Machima's lower abdomen, and the other side of the chains were those dominated creatures.

An inexplicable chill suddenly climbed up his spine, Gojo Satoru felt something was wrong almost instantly.

"—I understand, then I will kill you with my own hands, Wu."