Without the halo of the protagonist, I have conquered all the members

Lu Ye thought that he heard the outrageous prompt [Target's current state: dead] because he was sleepy and his head was dazed.

Seeing that she didn't respond, the system repeated the prompt again.

Lu Ye: "...Am I crazy or are you crazy?"

How to deal with dead targets?If you want her to die, just say so...

What's more, she only feels a little familiar with this person. Doesn't it mean that the targets of the raid are all important characters in her interpersonal relationship?

The tone of the system is very confident: "You don't have to worry about this, I will find a solution."

any solution?Could it be possible to be resurrected?Her own life alone has caused chaos in her world, and she doesn't think the system has the ability to revive a person casually.

The short sleep made Luye feel more tired, whether it was mentally or physically, this exhaustion made Luye not know how to get angry, so she whimpered, curled up on the bed and gave up thinking.

The light outside the window has already fallen to the bottom through the cracks in the curtains, and you don't need to look at the time to know that it is already the next day.

After staring blankly for a while, she picked up the photo frame, and turned her gaze back to the black-haired boy in the photo. After looking at it for a while, the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

I don't know if he stared at it for a long time, Lu Ye saw the other party's curved eyes and blinked.

They are purple eyes, the color is very beautiful——

etc! ?The photo blinked! ?

Lu Ye was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly put the photo back in the drawer with a small white face.

Yes, I must have read it wrong.

To be honest, Lu Ye is not afraid of bloody violence, and he has been exposed to many such scenes during his years in the port mafia.

but--

She has nothing to do with that kind of supernatural stuff, and she never watches horror movies, including hideous and ugly creatures like curse spirits, which are things she doesn't want to touch at all.

In Lu Ye's impression, she seemed to have seen the curse spirit many years ago, but after she showed extreme resistance, she couldn't see it again.

She is also very grateful for this, as long as she can't see it, she has nothing to be afraid of.

Not wanting to think about these things anymore, Lu Ye glanced at the time, it was exactly eight o'clock, she tidied up her messy hair and clothes, opened the door and poked her head out to see if there was anyone in the living room.

The original intention was to miss Gojo Satoru and leave directly, but she didn't expect that she would be caught straight away after such a toss by the economic system.

A tall, white-haired man was standing at the door, as if he wanted to knock on the door, his whole figure blocked Lu Ye.

Her poking little head froze with fright.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, bent down and looked at Lu Ye: "What are you doing furtively?"

Probably because she didn't sleep well, she looked sluggish all over. The bright blond hair paired with the skin that was already too white made her look morbidly beautiful, but it was much more pleasing to the eye than her usual high-spirited appearance.

—even in his clothes.

【Five Enlightenment 2】

[Current Wujo Wu favorability degree: 7]

Hearing the prompt from the system, Lu Ye has not recovered yet.

Why did you add a good impression inexplicably?

Gojo Satoru: "I still have your change of clothes in my room."

When he said it so directly, Lu Ye opened the door uncomfortably: "I'm afraid to disturb you."

To be honest, the scene of wearing the clothes of the ex-boyfriend who has broken up at his house is indeed a bit hard to describe.

Since he couldn't escape, Lu Ye immediately went to the master bedroom to get a set of clothes she left here and changed into it, only then did he feel that the uneasiness dissipated a little.

Lu Ye: "I think I should leave."

"Hmm." Gojo Satoru said, "Is the injury okay?"

Although it is an interrogative sentence, his tone is declarative.

Gojo Satoru was wearing a black eyepatch today, and Shikano couldn't see his eyes at all, only his perfect jawline and the somewhat frivolous curvature of his mouth.

"Yeah." I could feel the other person's eyes resting on me, and I didn't know how to explain my injured Lu Ye shrank back.

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru didn't intend to explore at all, so he nodded to indicate that he would not continue this topic after he knew it, and sat on the sofa carelessly, resting his head on the backrest and squinting his eyes for a nap.

Lu Ye was at a loss for words, and didn't know what to say, so he was silent for a while and then walked towards the door dully.

Compared with the verbal attacks that actually hurt when they broke up at the time, Gojo Satoru's sense of alienation caused by his complete indifference to her now is what really makes Shikano feel troublesome and hurt.

This shows that the other party will no longer have emotions because of her.

Worse than hate is insensitivity.

Thinking of this, Lu Ye stopped walking towards the door, she pursed her lips, and suddenly turned around and walked towards Wujo Wu at a fast pace.

Gojo Satoru, who knew all her actions without looking at her, asked casually, "What? Did you forget to take something?"

Lu Ye walked up to him, stretched out his hand and pulled off his blindfold, and in Gojo Satoru's slightly dazed eyes, he quickly moved up to him and bit his lip viciously.

The smell of blood spread quickly between his lips and teeth, and Lu Ye could feel his breath falling on his face, his lips were always cold, and it seemed even worse at this time.

In this brief contact, which can hardly be called a "kiss", Shikano stared closely at the white-haired man's eyes, his beautiful, outrageous blue eyes flashed imperceptible surprise, and the slender white eyelashes resembled Snow under the blue sky.

Then she straightened up, as if nothing had happened, pulled his blindfold back up, cut off those beautiful blue eyes, and said in a cold tone: "The parting kiss you refused that night, let me I feel very uncomfortable."

After speaking, Lu Ye no longer hesitated, turned and left here.

In fact, she was already prepared to be separated by no lower limit. After all, since the protagonist's halo disappeared, she had tasted this nasty thing several times.

But he didn't expect to be successfully attacked by her.

As for the reason for her actions, she couldn't figure it out herself, and she didn't bother to think about it.

After Lu Ye's closing sound came from the door.

The white-haired man who was "sneak-attacked" was speechless for a while, and then let out a short laugh while holding his forehead.

—Habits are a terrible thing.

Wujo Satoru thought.

When he didn't pay special attention, he even habitually didn't release No Lower Limit on her when she was approaching.