Plunder X Strongest Magician

The strongest conjurer in the boundless darkness was lost in thought.

Today is December 12th, the third day after making a bet with Lihui in the future.

To be precise, about 64 hours.

It is very difficult for ordinary people to count the seconds without a reference, not to mention counting the seconds consciously for three days can probably be rated as "the most boring person in the world".

Gojo Satoru didn't want to admit it, but he was actually really boring.

It is just an objective fact.

Due to the long-term operation of differential spell power, he has long been sensitive to subtle information and can subconsciously process it. As long as he pays a little attention, he can almost accurately move seconds in his mind.

It is about 14:00 now.

There are eight hours left before the "appointed time".

"It really works, Little Future." He folded his hands behind his head, talking to himself in a comfortable and relaxed state, "No wonder whether it's games or literary works, they prefer the plot of imprisonment. After all, it's important for both parties." It was an interesting experience."

He thought of the girl from that night again.

The method of playing games is more radical than the previous two times. Before that, the starting point was probably "self-interest", but that night it was completely based on "harming others" as the principle of action.

And this broken game is an old double-standard dog, so let's not mention it.

In short, he must find the magician after he goes out, and have an in-depth exchange.

"I will open the game again at 12 o'clock on December 6th." Rie Mirai 'informed' him at the end.

"Three days later?" He remembered that the last time she was there was about two days later, "Are you escaping? I mean, the time limit for restraint."

"Not really." The girl tilted her head slightly, looked at him and smiled, "Do you still remember the sensory deprivation experiment I discussed with you last time?"

"uh-huh."

"The feasibility of combining with it and taming humans was also mentioned incidentally before."

She paused, and reached out to touch the end of his hair, "You should be quite understanding, after all, you have always wanted me to be dependent on you, are you trying? Trying? Taming me?"

"Eh—is there?" Pretending to be innocent.

Although domestication is not a word full of malice, he does have a little desire to see how the vicious girl who has always been in the "high position" on the surface is "offended by the lower ranks" and let him get whatever she wants?

The sense of coveting and desire to conquer is normal for human beings.

"I'm looking forward to you—" The girl yawned sleepily, and when she looked at him again,

His eyes were moist, as if he had just cried, "I clearly know what I'm facing, and I clearly want to resist what the other party is doing, but I can't restrain myself from indulging in it. Thinking about it this way, it should be quite interesting."

...It can be said that he said very bastard words in the most flat tone.

In contrast, Wujo Satoru's tone was so cheerful that it had a weird taste.

He said, "I see, it's very interesting, and I'm looking forward to it."

——Looking forward to where she can go, and looking forward to how she will face the real him after the game is over.

After all, at that time, he had no shackles or restraints, huh?

On December 12th, a big heat wave broke out in Academy City located in the west of Tokyo for unknown reasons. The temperature of the thermometer reached 6 degrees. around degrees Celsius.

Because of the abnormal weather in early winter, the school was closed urgently.

"It's winter, but it's hotter than summer." Because of the sudden rise in temperature, Huang Yiyue took off her red uniform jacket and put it on her arms, and leaned over to invite Li Hui, "So, do you want to go to the beach together this afternoon, senior?" Let’s play, someone has already rented the venue.”

Li Hui future paused while typing: "Beach?"

"Beach volleyball!" Huang Yiyue was very excited, "Didn't the senior say that he had taken volleyball lessons in junior high school? It just so happens that we can play together."

The dark-haired girl glanced at the computer interface.

She didn't relax a bit because of the sudden high temperature and school holidays. On the contrary, due to the almost complete paralysis of Academy City, there were more things to deal with visible to the naked eye.

"Thank you, but you don't have to, you guys have fun."

"Future Senior—"

"My father has something to arrange for me." Li Huilai came up with a universal excuse.

The next second, the phone vibrated, and a message came in: "Father: The weather is too hot, and the proposal will be taken over by the foreign department. Take a good rest today." 』

Drawing the Future: ?

She even wanted to call and ask him if he lost his mobile phone.

However, combined with Huang Yiyue and Li Huihaoyi's miraculous question-and-answer linkage two days ago, Li Hui's future has more or less guessed.

Sure enough, Huang Yiyue shook her phone proudly: "Senior Future has used this reason many times, let's go, relax, and beach volleyball in winter is a rare event in a lifetime!"

"This kind of unconventional thing, you should worry about it when you encounter it."

"Senior—at least take part in team building."

So it still came.

Looking at a group of boys and girls in swimsuits playing sand-throwing games in front of him, Li Hui, who only changed into a pair of black hot pants and a white suspenders, turned on the computer silently.

"Human happiness is not the same, I just think they are noisy? JPG"

Since the temperature comes from the air rather than the sun, even sitting under a sun umbrella, the continuous heat wave made her a little distracted, and she clicked on the browser with her head propped up.

"Unable to connect to the network, please try to reconnect"

Drawing the Future: ...

It seems to be an abnormal problem in Academy City, and the network in Tokyo has also become very unstable.

She gently rubbed her temples, put away her computer and took out her phone, plugged in her earphones and started the only game in her hand that didn't require internet connection.

"Huh?" Bai Mao sat up in surprise, "There are still seven hours before the appointed time? So... the future students can't wait?"

Li Huifu glanced at the system time: "So, has Maojiang been counting the time?"

"..." He was strangely silent for a moment because he had exposed some fact, "The system time is written clearly~ Addition and subtraction within a hundred is super simple."

"That's right."

"That's true, that's right."

"Double negative for positive, double positive for?"

"The watch is super sure!"

"It's a guilty conscience."

"Heart...wait." The white hair on the screen was suddenly taken away by something, his eyes wandered, "Are you in the sauna?"

"Huh? At the beach, it's kind of boring." The girl sweated thinly due to the hot weather, her hair around her ears and the back of her neck was damp, and her black suspenders vaguely revealed her silhouette under her white blouse.

"Beach?? Isn't it December now?" Bai Mao seemed a little suspicious of himself, and glanced at the system time several times, "December, the 12th. Is it winter?"

"It is indeed winter, but due to some incidents, the temperature in Tokyo has risen, and the temperature is about 30 degrees." This is probably, Tokyo, Beijing, and heat.

"Tokyo is heating up?" He obviously didn't understand it, but he didn't delve into it, his blue eyes lit up, and he changed the subject briskly, "By the way, tomorrow is December 12th, and it's my—— "

Baimao suddenly got stuck.

"Your?" The girl tilted her head.

"It's nothing." He nodded his forehead, "I feel that it will cause a very troublesome topic, so forget it."

"President." A boy's voice came, and Li Emi

Lai buckled the phone on his lap and looked up at the source of the sound.

It is a student of the same level in the Kendo Club, named Ishikawa Hideto.He is the second son of the Ishikawa family, probably because the eldest brother is in charge of the family business, he is almost a standard dude, throwing coins in various gestures every day.

Hideto Ishikawa was wearing only a pair of sports shorts, with his upper body showing his abdominal muscles, and a white towel on his neck. He stood about half a meter away from him, lowered his head slightly, raised his hand and wiped his ears with the towel Side, smiled and said: "Don't you come to play together? The volleyball net will be pulled up soon."

"The abdominal muscles are not evenly trained. Drink protein? Powder." Baimao complained from the earphones, "It's bulging so hard, I feel tired for him."

Li Huiwei nodded slightly, and politely refused with a smile: "I'm not very good at playing volleyball. It's fun to watch you play."

Ishikawa Hideto inserted his hand into his own dyed golden hair, and then tilted his head slightly away: "It's okay, I'll teach you, let's form a 2v2 standard beach volleyball game, I'll take you to play, you can get started soon of."

"I saw the black hair roots." Baimao chattered endlessly, "By the way, did he refer to the fashion magazines of the last century for his hairstyle?"

Ishikawa Hideto winked at the smiling girl, his smile still confident: "I am 1.8 meters tall, but I am a super brave secondary attacker."

"That's it, it's only 1.8 meters." Bai Mao snorted, "Volleyball? I easily dunked him and let him experience the super humiliating block. Why does he look so ordinary, but can be so confident? ?”

Li Huifu smiled lightly.

Ishikawa Hideto:?Is this a joke?

"Then you are really good." The black-haired girl nodded with a smile, "But I'm sorry that my motor skills are really poor, and I will be very sorry for dragging my feet."

"Hey—I don't understand why you are so gentle with this kind of guy, but you are so cruel to me?" Baimao made a thoughtful voice, then softened his voice and continued, "Can I understand that you treat me so badly?" I'm special? But I, occasionally, want to be treated gently by future classmates?"

After his voice softened, there was a sticky feeling after eating dessert, which made Rie Mirai's ears a little itchy.

The girl raised her hand and pressed the earphone.

"Are you listening to music?" Ishikawa Hideto put his hand on the armrest of the girl's beach chair, pulling the distance closer, "Can you give me an earphone? I want to listen to the president's favorite song too?"

"Actually, I'm pretty good at singing." Bai Mao began to introduce himself, "To be precise, I'm pretty good at everything? I'm a rare all-rounder."

"Then can you have a baby?" If it wasn't inappropriate, she really wanted to ask.

But Hideto Ishikawa stepped into the social distance acceptable to girls, which made her a little uncomfortable.

"Student Ishikawa." She leaned back slightly to show her attitude. Hideto Ishikawa raised his eyebrows, straightened up and took a step back, naturally lay down on the beach chair next to him, and turned his head to look at her with a smile.

"President, after competing with you last time, I really benefited a lot. I don't know when I will have the opportunity to fight against the president again?"

He raised his head, "It's better like this, today I will lead the president to defeat them, and the president will compete with me again another day, okay?"

"Wow, the way he stares at you is so disgusting." Baimao said, "How old is he? Only men can understand men's eyes. Future classmates, you have to be careful, he has a lot of thoughts. Dirty!"

"Sorry, I'm not really interested in volleyball." The girl shook her head slightly, "As for kendo..." She paused.

"I never fight a second time with a defeated opponent"

"I will try again when I have a chance," she said.

"'Tsk." Baimao was a little dissatisfied, and after two or three seconds, he chuckled again, "Future classmate? He is staring at you now, so—— guess what I am now action."

Drawing the Future: ?There are so many game characters in this play, what are you talking about?

"I'm here from a 3D perspective—" he draws his voice, and changes the subject, "Under the watchful eye of this suitor who is obviously yours, teacher, I am leaning over you, holding your hand Wrist, bite your ear."

After he finished speaking, his tone became more cheerful: "This poor 1.8-meter boy with fake abs in front of him doesn't know anything at all, what a pity."

Lihui Future: Ah, this?