Is the most powerful spell being taught by my brother-in-law to be a man today?

A few minutes later, the girl put out the porridge she brought.

She forced herself not to care about the embarrassment just now, took the thermometer and looked at it, it was 37.4.

Barely burnt much.

Qi Mu Hoshino breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great, I'll go to sleep after eating later, if I take a good rest, the fever should subside soon."

"..." Wujo Wu looked sleepy.

Sometimes the body's ability to recover too much is really not a good thing.

He went to the table and sat down.

Slightly steaming, the delicate-looking white porridge was served in a clean white porcelain bowl, and on the porcelain plate next to it, the pastries were even carefully carved into cute shapes and patterns by the girls.

In the early morning light, the girl sat opposite him and smiled sweetly: "I don't know if it suits Mr. Wujo's taste, please use it."

Delicious food.

Gojo Satoru regained his energy immediately. He picked up the spoon with a smile, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and boasted without thinking about swallowing it in one gulp: "Wow, it's super delicious...?"

The reverse spell was activated subconsciously.

what happened?

He didn't believe in evil, and took another bite of the pastry with his chopsticks.

The invincible magic world ceiling stopped thinking.

If any courageous curse spirit came to attack at this time, I am afraid that the rare "six-eyed" genius holder of the Wutiao family would die here.

There was still a praiseful smile on the face of the boyish white-haired young man, his expression froze there, half a second later, the tall and thin man was caught off guard and his body tilted and fell down.

"Eh!? Gojo-san!?"

The last thing I heard was the girl's panicked call.

Qi Mu Xingye supported the 1.9-meter-tall man with some difficulty, and half-dragged and half-dragged him onto the sofa next to him.

"..."

She looked at the distance from the half-opened door, and then at the tall, long-legged man curled up on the sofa with some aggrievedness, and very self-aware, she gave up the idea of ​​bringing him back to the room.

The white-haired young man frowned unconsciously, closed his eyes, looked pale, and looked very uncomfortable.

Is Mr. Gojo so seriously ill?

Qi Mu Xingye was flustered, she leaned over and whispered, "Mr. Wutiao? Mr. Wutiao? Are you okay?"

"..."

The young man's closed eyes trembled subconsciously without any response.

She thought for a while, stretched out her hand worriedly, and probed the other person's forehead.

piping hot.

Eh! ?It was still 37.4 just now, why suddenly...? !

Qi Mu Xingye was surprised, but now is not the time to think about it. She withdrew her hand, found the bathroom, quickly took a towel and wet it, and when she came back, she brushed away the young man's slightly messy bangs, and placed the towel on his forehead .

A little hesitant to call the emergency number directly, she squatted halfway on the edge of the sofa, after thinking about it, she still took out her mobile phone.

But when it was time to make a call, seeing her brother's name, she suddenly thought that she could ask Kusuo to help.

I'd better ask Kusuo first.

The girl who lowered her head to make a call didn't notice that the man on the sofa had half-opened his eyes.

So sad.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand to press his forehead.

"Mr. Gojo, are you awake?"

Qi Mu Xingye, who had just opened the address book and called up his younger brother's phone number, noticed the movement and made a pleasantly surprised voice.

Gojo Satoru's head was dizzy, he raised his eyelids with great effort, and in his blurred vision was the worried face of the girl frowning slightly.

Kind of cute.

In the mind of Mr. Wutiao, who was in a state of abnormality, a subconscious evaluation popped up.

The frowning look is kind of cute.

The worried look is kind of cute.

The anxious look is kind of cute.

……

He thought again.

The surprise look before was cute.

The smiling face is cute.

She's also cute when she's shy.

earlier.

The way he had to wait until he was about to cry that day was also... super cute.

The white-haired young man suddenly let out a muffled laugh in a daze, his heart fully revealing his bad nature.

"Mr. Gojo?...Are you okay?" Qi Mu Xingye didn't know why.

"..." Wujo Wu rested his forehead with one hand.

He himself can't remember how long it has been since he completely emptied his mind like this.If you don't use the unlimited spell, you don't need to use the reverse spell to restore your brain.

The fever is a bit bad, it's best to heal yourself with the reverse spell now.

but.

Ahh, never mind, I'm so tired, I want to rest.

The wayward ceiling of the magic world decided to let himself go.

He tugged at the corner of the girl's clothes.

"Huh? What did you say? Do you want to drink water?" The girl holding the mobile phone approached suspiciously to hear the patient's appeal.

Unexpectedly, the man on the sofa suddenly exerted force, and the girl was caught off guard and pulled down.

"!!!" Qi Mu Xingye bumped into the opponent's chest firmly.

Even as a patient, this is too much.

The girl didn't care about being shy, and she was a little annoyed. She realized that the other party might not be sober now, and struggled to sit up.

"Please let me go, Mr. Gojo!"

Afraid of aggravating the other party's discomfort, the girl subconsciously lowered her struggle.Therefore, it is only natural that the man who imprisoned her remains motionless.

During the hasty struggle, the phone slid to the ground, making a slight clicking sound.

Qi Mu Hoshino paused, trying to reach out from the gap.

"!!!" She suddenly shuddered.

The white-haired young man tightened his arms, lowered his head, and slowly rubbed up. He buried his hairy head into the girl's neck.

The overly hot breath gently rubbed against the girl's ear, and the young man stretched out his hoarse voice, and said with a slight smile: "It's too much, Xing, you have to take responsibility for doing such a thing."

"??!?!"

Qi Mu Hoshino completely stopped his movements, his eyes widened in shock.

What is this kind of thing? ?Who is responsible now?No—no, who is going too far? !And stars? ? ?

However, the mature and stable teacher Wutiao in her mind was still continuing with her burning brain.

He moved his head, adjusted it to the most comfortable position, and lazily issued a hard-core declaration of righteous enlightenment: "By the way, Mr. Wujo sounds so unfamiliar, just ask me to enlighten you."

"..." The girl's fingertips trembling slightly in mid-air.

Mature and steady...mature...stable...Mr. Gojo.

wow-

The love filter seems to be broken.

Gojo Satoru was completely awakened by the knock on the door of the ambulance.

The hurried knock on the door of "bang bang bang" made the high-ranking first-grade teacher impatiently let out a light tut that was not in line with the teacher's morality.

He opened his eyes and shaded the light with his hands.

"..."

After a moment of confusion, consciousness and memory gradually returned together.

"what."

Gojo Satoru suddenly got up quickly from the sofa. The tall and long-legged man was sore all over, and finally healed himself with a spell.

He turned his head, without thinking, "Six Eyes" had already fed back the information to him.

There is no one else in the house.

Gojo-sensei fell into deep thought.

Things seem a little bad?

No...it doesn't seem to be that bad.

……

But it shouldn't be considered a desperate situation, Mr. Wutiao's eyes flicked across the living room, looking at the presents that he didn't send out this time beside the entrance.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

At least there is still a chance to apologize, besides...

Wujo Wujo rubbed his head, dismissed the people who walked out the door, and couldn't help thinking confidently.

He is sick, what does the words of the sick Wujo Wu have anything to do with the usual Wujo Wu.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved again.

The confident Wutiao teacher decided to apologize another day and let it go.

He is so handsome, so rich, and super strong, although Ms. Saiki doesn't know this...but it doesn't look like she doesn't like him, so it doesn't make sense to fail, right?

So Mr. Wutiao, who had succeeded in persuading himself, walked slowly to the restaurant and bowed his head.

He looked at the delicate porridge brought by the girl.

This... Could it be that he was cursed by the curse spirit who wanted to plot against him on the road?What new spell?But I didn't feel any magic power...

Gojo Satoru fell into deep thought again.

Just in case, bring back Cursao to find Noctua...