Night Rabbit is the strongest

Kamui spoke so sincerely that Gojo Satoru didn't know how to refute at once. After a long time, he spit out a sentence: "Natural curly hair is favored. Do I deserve to be discriminated against by you for my straight white hair?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo thaw" gojo stop action of rescuing snacks, begin to perform.

"Am I your substitute? In fact, you still have a natural curly white moonlight?"

I have warned you, let his eyes be on him alone, if there are other existences...

If there are other existences, strip the rabbit naked and expose it to the sun. If it loses strength, it can let itself swing without the power to fight back.

What will we do then?

Grab him by the neck, reciprocate the way he does, and let yourself enjoy the feeling of stopping this person's pulse.

Thinking about it this way, Gojo Satoru felt comfortable.

A madman is always a madman.

Kamui didn't answer Gojo Satoru's question, but instead kicked the ball back: "Are you jealous?"

As long as Gojo Wu dares to nod, Kamui can start the mode of crazy ridicule and minefield jumping.

Unfortunately, after Gojo Satoru figured it out, his patience came back online, and he leaned his chin on Kamui's side neck and sneered, "Self-righteous."

Yes, this rabbit smells good and its ears turn red easily.

Looking at the side of Kamui's ear that was once again stained red by his own breath, Gojo Satoru lost his mind for a while, expressing his craving for spicy rabbit head.

"Answer my question first, I don't want to be a stand-in, maybe I'll be a third party involved." Gojo Satoru let out a greasy and coquettish cry with a disguised cry: "If I'm really a stand-in, that curly hair is Bai Yueguang If so, I can quit to bless you."

No wonder, starting today, Gojo Satoru decided to hate all natural rolls.

Kamui didn't answer, and looked up at Gojo Satoru with a "I see how long you have to perform" look.

It is also thanks to Gojo Satoru's thick skin that he can resist this kind of stare and continue acting.

After watching a play for free, when he was about to arrive in Yokohama, Kamui was in a happy mood and generously applauded Gojo Satoru.

"Mr. Conjurer is a big fool."

Kamui opened his umbrella, stepped into Yokohama Station, turned his head and said to Gojo Satoru who was drinking water with his tongue dry, "If you have to say it, you are Bai Yueguang."

The impetus for Kamui to persecute Afutu to regularly go to Earth to buy "Curse x Return War" is the Gojo Satoru who appeared at the beginning of the manga.

What you can't ask for is Bai Yueguang.

For the first time, Gojo Satoru felt that this smiling face that had never changed for thousands of years looked much more pleasing to the eye.

"It's not in vain to treat you to dinner, let's go, let's go to Chinatown."

Pressed the heart that wanted to execute the rabbit hunting plan.

But if he knew that Shenwei not only said "I like you" to Yinshi five years ago, but also had a former owner named "Takasugi Shinsuke", the picture would be unbelievable.

No matter what happened on the way here, at least when they set foot on Yokohama, the two of them temporarily had the same goal, thinking of the worried greeting from Noctuma before leaving, Gojo Satoru laughed.

"Let's go."

Given that Kamui's driver's license is handled through special channels, Gojo Satoru did not let Kamui drive in order to avoid the risk of being turned on his back, and used his last conscience to squeeze Yokohama's auxiliary supervisor.

The two seem to have forgotten something.

Shenwei, who has always been followed by Afutu to handle chores, completely forgot about the compensation he had to pay after breaking through Chinatown last time.

Gojo Satoru even brought the practice of "I'll ignore you if you don't come to the door and want to talk about it" to the extreme.

Looking at the "Chinatown was destroyed due to unknown reasons" written on the information, the two people are innocent in the same paragraph, and it is completely impossible to see that they are the culprits.

If the guy without conscience does not solve the compensation problem in Chinatown, he will overturn sooner or later.

Chinatown is a little far from the tram station, but the blockade of this incident was so large that the two came outside the "tent" in a short time.

"Mr. Conjurer, is the disappearance you mentioned really caused by a curse?"

After the auxiliary supervisor who acted as the driver left, Kamui looked up at the strange aura that shot straight into the sky. It was as dark as midnight in the "tent", but the actual time now was two o'clock in the afternoon, which was the time when the sun was most abundant at noon.

If it was just pure darkness, it would not affect Yetu's perverted eyesight at all, but God's prestige was looking at the darkness in the "tent", and he could not see at all.

This is not right.

Gojo Satoru moved his body and walked into the "tent": "It's a curse, but Yokohama, it's not surprising that it will cause a chain reaction in this city."

The moment he entered the "tent", all of Kamui's perceptions told him that Gojo Satoru had disappeared.

Even though there was only less than two meters away, Kamui resisted instinctively across the "tent".

He obviously didn't find any danger except that he couldn't see anything, but there was still strong uneasiness in his heart.

It was as if cold seawater was pouring into his throat, bitter and salty, and it seemed that some kind of natural disaster-level monster imprisoned in the trench was about to wake up ahead, and the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages reminded Shenwei over and over again.

Not a curse.

don't go in!

Intuition and judgment contradicted, and a strange sense of separation spread throughout his body.

Shenwei clenched the umbrella handle tightly, and the life in the universe, which was once well-informed, could not be used as a reference for experience.

"Come in, what are you doing?"

Just when Kamui was about to obey his instinct, Gojo Satoru poked his head out from the "tent" again: "You must be afraid, right?"

Shenwei's body moves, what instinct, go to hell, what he pursues is the stimulation of the collision of power.

"Tch, you are afraid."

With force under his feet, he jumped into the "tent".

The bone cells in the whole body seemed to have undergone some kind of baptism, and were marked with shadows.

"The lockdown in Chinatown was doubled this morning."

Gojo Satoru looked at the curse spirits everywhere: "Time is running out." A nasty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Just use an unconventional method to get there."

Shenwei catches Gojo Satoru one second before he teleports, avoiding being dragged into Gojo Satoru's arms again by the mysterious force.

"I won't be fooled twice in the same way."

The two teleported to the entrance of Chinatown at the same time, and Shenwei withstood the pressure generated by the teleportation, which was enough to rival the collision of a truck.

Gojo Satoru's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was somewhat exaggerated: "Wow, you are indeed a monster."

It's weird, kill it.

"That... I said, although it's a bit strange..." A small voice sounded, but unfortunately no two people who were facing each other paid attention.

Kamui pulled Gojo Satoru's collar, forcing him to bow his head: "Mr. Conjurer, don't act like you're not a monster."

Opening his eyes, a pair of slightly dark blue pupils were filled with mockery.

"Not everyone's birth can increase the strength of the spell spirit of the entire country on their own."

"How do you know this?" Wutiao's spell enlightenment power was concentrated, and the battle between the two was imminent.

Coming from another world is not surprising, but knowing so many things about the world of magic at the same time is intriguing.

Kamui stood on tiptoe, and the strength in his hand increased, Gojo Satoru had to be lowered a little more, and Kamui came close to his ear.

"Want to know why? Just-don't-tell-you."

Every word and every sentence is extremely bad.

Seeing the veins popping up on Wujo Wu's forehead, Kamui laughed: "Don't be angry, Mr. Conjurer, I can actually tell you."

"Kneel down and beg me."

When the last sentence was said, Shenwei's lips were directly attached to his ear, and after speaking, he tried to lick Gojo Satoru's earlobe.

Always stimulated by the danger warnings issued by instinct, the stressed rabbit made dangerous and bold moves, waiting for the conjurer to get angry, and it would be best to fight him to mess things up even worse.

The suppressed fear crazily stimulated the secretion of dopamine, and Shenwei showed an exaggerated smile, revealing his true nature.

Before Wujo Satoru did anything, a series of abrupt gongs sounded.

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt Kagura's S-shaking idiot brother."

Finally attracted the attention of two people, a silver-white curly-haired man with dead fish eyes dropped the gong, and picked his nostrils: "You two who are flirting, can you listen to me for a while?"