As a passerby NPC, I want to teach 5T5 to fall in love

How troublesome is it to take care of a drunk guy?

It's probably a hundred times more troublesome than expelling ten super-level curse spirits.Gojo Satoru said so.

On the street full of traffic, the limousine was surrounded by a bunch of cars and police cars behind it, swimming like a fish.

After successfully bringing Hoshino Mirai out of the banquet hall, several people started their escape journey.

"Hoshino Mirai, please explain what you are doing? It's okay to make a big fuss by yourself, but in the end you still think about jumping off the tenth floor to escape? What are you doing?" , The movements of the hands are still very honest.

He took off his coat and put it on Mirai Hoshino who was wearing a tube top dress.

During the previous commotion, she drank some alcohol, and now she is out of danger, and she is completely dizzy.

It feels like there are several Wujo Satoru dangling in front of you, which is too bad.One white-haired cat is difficult to deal with, but if there are a few more, the earth will be destroyed.

However, when I knead it, I feel quite refreshed.

Gojo Gojo waited for Hoshino Mirai, who was blushing, to give him an explanation, but the explanation didn't come, but a hug came instead.

The drunken Hoshino Mirai embraced the white cat in front of him, and stroked the soft and comfortable silver hair with one hand.

"Be good, be good, don't, don't be fierce, cat... how can you be fierce, master?" The alcohol-smelling words were intermittent.

However, this is not the current focus of Baimao DK. His current focus is that he was forced to bury his chest! ! !

In front of her eyes was white jade-like skin, a layer of faint pink because of drunkenness, the aroma of roses lingered at the tip of her nose, and the sweet and rich aroma was tinged with bitterness.

The cherry pink tulle tube top set off the proper symmetry and roundness, so he had to try his best to raise his eyes and not squint.

"Let go!"

"Huh?? Why? Are you uncomfortable?"

He was at a loss for words for a moment, his canine teeth bit his lower lip tightly, and his entire face was stained crimson, a deeper crimson than the drunken Hoshino Mirai.

How does this make him answer! ! !

After pausing for a few seconds, he broke free from his embrace with a little force, and turned his head to ignore Hoshino Mirai who was blinking with wet almond eyes.

The white cat ran away...

Hoshino Mirai pursed his mouth in aggrieved manner, his blue eyes filled with mist.

Fortunately, they arrived at their destination soon, which saved the two girls sitting in the back from suffering from mental torture.

Their destination was Yinglan High School. After the housekeeper put them down, he volunteered to continue to lure the pursuers. This kind of dedication made them feel admiration.

After several times of persuasion to no avail, he could only watch the car get farther and farther away on the road.

Three people plus a humanoid pendant successfully entered the Male Public Relations Department after evading the security guards on campus.

Why is it the male public relations department, because they are not familiar with the rest of the place, and more importantly, there are sofas for resting in the male public relations department, which are enough for several people to not sit on the cold floor at night and look at each other.

Gojo Satoru put the soft human-shaped pendant on his body on the sofa, and took out various costumes similar to cosplay clothes from the men's public relations department, and wrapped her layer by layer.

"Why do you have to wrap it up?" He acted according to what Nitzi said, but at the same time he was very puzzled.

"Because she's drunk, you'll know when she's in the car!" An Geji curled her lips and replied angrily.

The nunnery girl who is already an adult has seen a lot of drunk people in various pubs, and it is not surprising that drunk people do anything.

Gojo Satoru nodded when he got the answer, and wrapped Hoshino Mirai on the sofa in the shape of a silkworm chrysalis, no matter how hard she struggled now, she would not expose her excess skin.

He clapped his hands and looked at his work with satisfaction.

That way you won't catch a cold!What a genius he is! !

Hoshino lay on the sofa in the future, jumped a few times and found that he couldn't break free and had no strength, half-closed his eyes, his eyes were blurred and hazy.

Seeing her calm down, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the lonely moonlight, the three of them sat on the sofa, thinking about what to do next.

"What should we do now? It was agreed before that as soon as we go out, we will use Sister Diva's ability outside to bring your consciousness out together through the inversion technique. What should we do now?" Iamori Glass circled his fingers hair, frowning.

Ange Ji also rubbed her temples, her mind was in a mess. Since the engraving ended last night, they could feel that the world's rejection of them had become more and more serious.

Now it has even arrived, and from time to time there will be a state of being in a trance and disconnected.

"Take one step at a time, what are you afraid of?" He crossed his legs, sitting beside Hoshino Mirai, and patted the drowsy person on the sofa every now and then.

Jia Ruozi glanced at her and said, "Wu Tiao, to be honest, I don't think it's the right choice for you to save her."

"Glass, I hate the topic of what is right, what is best, and what should be the most. It used to be, it is now, and it will not change in the future."

"Gojo Satoru, Nitro is worried about you!" An Geji said indignantly.

White-haired DK chuckled, "I know, I'm the strongest~~"

"An extremely perfunctory answer."

"Forget it, please ignore him, let's go to rest."

The two of them talked, and walked towards the curtain of the male public relations department. Out of sight, out of sight, they have done everything they can, and the rest can only be seen by Wujo Wu.

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes, and the emotions in the blue pupils flickered, making it hard to see clearly.

The Hoshino he knew would not do such an outrageous thing in the future, a collapsed character?Making a fuss at the engagement scene?It is almost impossible for her who is vigilant to disturb the plot like this.

So what did she discover to make such a move?

He stretched out his fingers to lightly touch her cheek, the delicate and smooth skin was like a peeled peach, the crimson color complemented the snow-white skin, and it exuded delicious sweetness, which made his mouth dry .

I want to enjoy the fruit wrapped in juice, I want to peel off the skin and bite down hard.

Gojo Satoru is a person who follows his heart.

He thought so and did it.

When the tip of his nose lightly touched her skin, he realized what he wanted to do after a while.

He hurriedly took a few steps back while covering his flushed face.

What is he doing!

The auricles were red, and the fair skin was like blood.He recalled Usui Takumi's words in his mind, the night talk that night, "If you like it, it should be restraint and love. Completely doing whatever you want will only make the other person very tired."

But it was not in his character to back away like this, and finally he pinched Hoshino Mirai's cheek for a long time as compensation.

He half-supported his face, looking at the person who had fallen into a deep sleep, the expression on his face gradually eased, and he also dozed off.

He was tortured by the public relations department during the day, and he had to go wandering in the deep mountains and old forests at night. Even with superhuman physical fitness, he occasionally felt a little tired.

But when he stood in front of the ancient Japanese garden, he began to doubt whether his body's fatigue was normal.

The long-lost system notification sounded at this moment: Congratulations to the player for entering the dream dungeon. After clearing the dream dungeon, the final mission will start.

It has been half a month since the opening of the third game world.This was the first time he heard the system beep.

Sure enough, the so-called tiredness is the fault of the system.

Thinking like this, he looked at the current situation, an ancient Japanese-style garden surrounded by greenery and pines, with dry mountains and fake stones.

He couldn't help hallucinating to the decayed Wujo Headquarters, but the layout here is completely different from the Gojo Headquarters.

Stepping on the shiny wooden corridor, he looked up at the sky, it was no longer the night stars, but a bright and clear sky, the light clouds blocked the wanton sunlight, and the towering eaves slanted towards the lake water in the courtyard central.

When he was young, he often stood in the corridor, looking at the water lotus in the lake. Before the dark clouds, the red dragonfly would touch the lake water, pass through the lotus leaves, pass through the corridor, and stop in front of him, like The kimono pattern on his body is embroidered with dragonflies.

Then the rain will pour down from the dark clouds, weaving curtains of rain in front of the porch eaves. He doesn't like that lifeless home, except on rainy days, because the sound of raindrops hitting the water surface of the leaves will overwhelm all malice and let him get A trace of leisure.

So, since it's a dream dungeon, and this isn't the Wutiao family, whose dream could it be?

future?

Hoshino Mirai has never confided in her past, except for the story brought up by the high fever, at most it is only the past of high school, and she has never heard of it from her.

So, will there be unraveling of her past here?

He wandered slowly in this empty courtyard, as if he was playing some RPG game, every room would be opened, and every corridor would be carefully inspected.

After all, there are only sets in this courtyard now, and the actors haven't appeared yet. Apart from checking the terrain, he doesn't seem to have anything to do.

Until he looked at the large and small rooms and knew the map by heart, the entire courtyard was still empty, but while observing the place where she used to live and thinking about her past, it didn't feel bad.

He was lying on the eaves of the tallest building, looking down at everything in the courtyard.

In the small garden here, it is estimated that she will wear a pink kimono to pick flowers here in the future. In the pavilion over there, she may lie on the railing and watch the drizzle. On the lawn here, she may have built a snowman in the snow. , and then rubbed his frozen red hands and put them to his mouth to exhale.

Because it is the place where important people spend spring, summer, autumn and winter, thinking about it this way, this courtyard, which is similar to the Gojo house, does not seem so annoying.

Thinking of this, a word suddenly appeared in his mind: Aiwujiwu.

Probably this is how it feels.

At this moment, in the game world outside the dream dungeon, a gust of wind blew away, and the clouds covering the moon were blown away. The bright moonlight sprinkled on the entire campus, and evenly fell on the cherry blossom trees. Blossoming branches.

"Hayama Kyoko" in school uniform appeared on the branch. She opened the flowers and said, "The countdown to the dream dungeon starts, 3, 2, 1. Please enjoy yourself."

At the same time, the same voice resounded in the dream where Gojo Satoru was.