Shibusawa just wants to crystallize

Ever since Shibusawa Tatsuhiko learned from Osamu Dazai that the 70 billion bounty on people and tigers was involved in the plastic friend Fyodor, he has secretly raised his vigilance.

That soft-looking white-cut black Russian rice ball is not easy to pass. This time the reward is doomed to fail. With Fyodor's mind, it is impossible not to guess the result, maybe he is secretly rubbing it. What kind of conspiracy and tricks are they planning?

There is no good person who is qualified to be his plastic friend.Shibusawa Tatsuhiko fired a map shot directly, and it seemed very reasonable.

After reminding the Supernatural Secret Service Division to be vigilant against Fyodor's Rat of the Dead House, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko fell into deep thought: He drained Xia Youjie a few days ago, and added thousands of spells to [Long Yan Between] at one go. Power crystallization, as an evolutionary superpower, why hasn't he broken through the boundary of the transcendent.

Retiring the butler and servants, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko entered [Tatsuhiko Room] to inspect his spoils.

In the stacked grids in the huge collection room, there are a lot of red crystals floating, slowly rotating according to the same rhythm, which makes people extremely comfortable.

Staring at the beautiful collection in front of him, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko always felt that there was something in his mind that was ready to come out, but it was almost impossible to come out.

"Forget it, maybe the opportunity hasn't arrived yet." Shibusawa Ryuhiko didn't embarrass himself, he let it go if he couldn't think about it.

As long as he keeps filling the storage room with supernatural power crystals, sooner or later he will get what he wants. Anyway, as a humanoid supernatural power, what he needs most is time.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko, who instinctively likes to collect crystals, came to the conclusion: If you have time to think about what you have, it is better to collect more crystals.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who was full of willfulness in his bones, didn't care that today was a working day, he directly called Gojo Satoru.

After experiencing the efficiency of Didi Dawu once, Shibusawa Ryuhiko couldn't bear the previous efficiency.

At this time, Gojo Satoru was teaching the students, uncharacteristically standing on the podium like a real teacher.

With such a serious look, the four first-year students sitting below turned pale with fright, they gathered together and gnashed their ears frantically, wondering if Gojo Satoru was broken somewhere.

With his back to the students writing on the blackboard, Gojo Gojo couldn't help the veins stretched out on his forehead, he crushed the chalk in his hand into four pieces, and threw it back without turning his head.

"Oh." The four first graders cried out in pain, covering the place where they were hit by chalk.

After admonishing the disobedient students, Gojo Satoru turned around calmly, and pointed to his eyes wearing black blindfolds: "I'm telling you, did you forget that I can see?"

"I don't forget, we are discussing whether you are broken, teacher, in an open and aboveboard manner." Zenyuan Maki said confidently.

"It's abnormal." Yi Gu Youtai nodded in agreement, and everyone else echoed, and the magician dog Juanji, who couldn't speak normally, also expressed support: "Salmon."

"Hahaha..." Gojo Satoru was about to talk casually when he heard his mobile phone ringing. He took out his mobile phone and shook it in front of the students: "I'll answer the phone, you guys be more honest."

Although based on Wujo Wu's own experience, it is impossible to be honest, how can students be obedient unless they are mutated.

Hi, I suddenly feel a little sorry for Teacher Noctua, smile jpg.

After leaving the teacher and closing the door, Gojo Satoru swipe on the phone to answer the call: "Hello."

"Come out to play." After the busy tone, Shibusawa Ryuhiko directly extended the invitation without waiting for Gojo Gota to say anything.

"No, I'm teaching students, so I don't have time to go out to play." Gojo Wu justly refused.

Facing Gojo Satoru's reasonable reason for refusal, Shibusawa Ryuhiko didn't believe it and just smiled mockingly: "Tell me whether I believe it or not."

"I'm serious." Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall expressionlessly, with a flat tone.

"There's something wrong with you." Shibusawa Ryuhiko heard that something was wrong with Gojo Satoru, and asked in association with the information he had obtained before, "Is it because you killed Xia Youjie?"

Even a person like Wujo Satoru who killed his close friend with his own hands felt very depressed, but he didn't want to show it in front of others, so he could only pretend that nothing had happened.

No matter what the reason is, the people who are highly skilled in conjuration didn't say anything even if they saw it.

Everything remained the same as if nothing happened, only Shibusawa Ryuhiko directly pierced Gojo Satoru's disguise very ignorantly.

"You really are not human." Gojo Satoru's expressionless face suddenly broke, and he couldn't help laughing.

Although, he is indeed not human.

"I'm more human than you." Shibusawa Ryuhiko frowned slightly, and he always felt that he seemed to have been doubled by Gojo to realize the connotation of that strange behavior.

"Hahaha..." Gojo Satoru was lying on the railing with a look of being poked into a smile, and the depression in his heart was swept away. After a while, he stood up straight and said curiously: "Are you in control?" The ability of human emotions."

"No." Shibusawa Ryuhiko finished his answer decisively, and asked in doubt, "Why do you ask that?"

"Because as long as I chat with you, I will feel better." Gojo Satoru replied casually.

"Uh..." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was a little confused, he didn't know why his ears were a little hot, he was a little speechless: "You should take medicine."

Gojo Satoru, who was bullied again by Shibusawa Ryuhiko, didn't reply, just left a sentence "I'll come and play with you" and hung up the phone.

Feeling uplifted again, Gojo Satoru put the phone back into his pocket, opened the teacher's door and leaned in half of his body, and resumed his previous idleness: "Teacher has something to go out, you study by yourself."

"Understood, if you have something to do, go quickly." The four students cheered, and directly regarded Gojo Wu who was still standing at the door as a transparent person.

Gojo Satoru was the most rowdy student when he was in school, and now that he is a teacher, he can't be expected to suddenly become obedient.

Facing the students cheering and sending him away, Gojo Satoru just shrugged: Hey, who wouldn't like a self-study class without a teacher when he was in school, understand, he can understand.

Waving goodbye to his relatives and students, Gojo Satoru opened the window and jumped down, using his strength to jump to the top of the building and activate the spell.

Walking in Shibusawa Ryuhiko's manor, Gojo Satoru was as comfortable as at his own home, he stopped a passing servant and asked, "Where is Ryuhiko?"

The servant glanced at Gojo Satoru, confirmed that it was the butler who ordered the guests to be treated well, and replied, "Master Longyan should be in the sun room in the garden right now."

After getting the correct answer, Gojo Satoru walked in the direction the servant told him.

At this time, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was sitting in the newly built sun room, reading a book in a comfortable rocking chair.

On the low table at hand were the black tea and afternoon desserts prepared by Akata's butler, as well as a plate of beautifully cut and presented fruits, which was convenient for his young master to take at any time.

Gojo Satoru, who pushed the door and entered, couldn't help laughing at this scene: "You can enjoy it."

"You're here." Shibusawa Ryuhiko put down the book in his hand, raised his chin to signal Gojo Satoru to sit on the recliner next to him: "Sit."

The extended rocking chair was obviously prepared for a tall person like Gojo Satoru, he couldn't help but raise his mouth: "It's specially prepared for me?"

"Yes." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko replied without guilt.

In fact, it was Akata butler who was careful and thoughtful and specially prepared.

In order to help his young master who is not very good at making friends maintain friendship, today's housekeeper Akata is also worried.

Lying on the rocking chair, Gojo Satoru reached out and took a grape and threw it into his mouth. The sweet juice exploded in his mouth, and he spat out the grape skin and commented: "It's very sweet."

Originally, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had no interest in fruit, but after hearing Gojo Satoru's comments, he took a grape to taste out of curiosity.

After discovering that the taste was really good, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko gave Gojo Satoru an appreciative glance.

The warm sunshine made one unable to help but relax, and he felt drowsy from the warmth all over his body. Gojo Satoru, who hadn't slept for several days, closed his eyes.

Originally, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko called Gojo Satoru with the intention of killing him with Didi.

As a result, he was lying in the sun room now, and suddenly he didn't want to move much. Shibusawa Ryuhiko narrowed his eyes slightly, unable to resist the sleepiness, thinking: It won't hurt to take a nap for a while.

As a result, this nap came in the evening.

The first person to wake up was Gojo Satoru. He looked sideways at Shibusawa Ryuhiko who was still sleeping soundly, and with a smile, the heart of mischief that he hadn't had for a long time burst out.

Standing up swiftly, Gojo Satoru looked around and picked a small white flower from local materials, and moved it lightly to the side of Ryuhiko Shibusawa, bent down and put the small flower on the other's ear, and then carefully admired it. The other party's village girl pretends to be.

However, it is probably too natural beauty, even a small white flower pinned to the ear, did not lower Shibusawa Ryuhiko's appearance, but offset the world-weary feeling on him, adding a bit of cuteness.

"Oops, it's kind of cute." Gojo Satoru stared at Shibusawa Ryuhiko's sleeping face motionless, and the smirk on his face softened without his knowing.

"Master, Master Long Yan."

Hearing Butler Akata's call from outside, Gojo Satoru suddenly straightened up.

It was meant to be a prank, but his hand moved by himself. Before Butler Akata came in and Shibusawa Tatsuhiko woke up, Gojo Satoru took the little white flower and quickly destroyed the corpse.

The disturbing voice kept pouring into the ears, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko had to open his eyes, and then he saw Akata Butler's concerned face.

"What's wrong?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko who just woke up was still a little dazed, he asked subconsciously.

"Master Tatsuhiko, dinner is ready." After answering Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's question, Akata Butler looked at Gojo Satoru, "I ordered the kitchen to prepare Mr. Gojo's favorite dishes."

Someone came over and awakened Gojo Satoru. He yawned and stood up to stretch his sleepy body, and said kindly to Butler Akata, "Thank you."

Although both Shibusawa Tatsuhiko and Gojo Satoru are young masters from everyone, they are not the kind of people who abide by the rule of not talking when eating or sleeping.

The two chatted while eating.

"Just fell asleep in the afternoon, what did you want to play with me?" Wujo Wu asked casually.

"It's nothing." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko didn't intend to hide it. After all, Didi Dawu still needs to ask Gojogo himself for such a thing: "I originally wanted to ask you to take me to exorcise the curse spirit."

"Damn it, it turned out to be work, and you actually lied to me that I was out to play." Gojo Satoru said angrily, but his tone was not angry at all.

Because Gojo Satoru found that staying with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko made him feel very good, and the things that were pressing on his heart became lighter and relaxed.

Maybe it's because this guy is not human, Gojo Satoru thought while staring at Shibusawa Ryuhiko opposite him.

The troubles and pressures of human beings look ridiculous in front of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, a pure non-human being, an alternative decompression.

It's about crystallization, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko explained with a rare good temper: "I'm sorry to lie to you, because your teleportation is so easy to use, and the efficiency of expelling curse spirits will be much higher. I want to ask for your help."

Looking at Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's side face explaining earnestly, Gojo Satoru suddenly had an idea in his heart, and he kept his usual style of painting quietly: "Of course it's easy to use, I'm the strongest, you have a good eye. "

When Shibusawa Tatsuhiko thought Gojo Satoru would agree, the situation took a turn for the worse.

Gojo Satoru, who exorcises the curse spirit as easily as cutting vegetables and melons, questioned his soul: "But why should I take you with me? It is enough for me to exorcise the curse spirit by myself."

The smile on Gojo Satoru's face gradually became unrecognizable.

Every time he gets along with Gojo Satoru, Shibusawa Ryuhiko feels very 'exciting', and it's rare to see such a good at making people angry.

"Is it okay to pay you?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko tried to ask without hope.

It's not a bad idea to ask, just in case Wutiaowu agrees in a jerk of his brain.

Gojo Satoru, the current head of the Gojo family, one of the three royal families in the magic world, shrugged his shoulders and said bluntly: "I am not short of money."

"Okay." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko knew it wouldn't work and didn't bother.He only thought to himself whether he had to ask the Supernatural Secret Service to find him a teleportation superhuman, or it would be better to use his own collection.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who wanted the teleportation ability, couldn't help but salivate a little more when he looked at Gojo Satoru: This guy's ability is very useful, but it's a pity that he is not easy to deal with.

Having known each other for many years, Shibusawa Ryuhiko has learned a lot about Gojo Satoru, knowing that this unreliable human magician may not win if he is serious.

Thinking of this, Ryuhiko Shibusawa suppressed the covetousness in his eyes, so as not to let Gojo Satoru find out.

"Did you give up so soon? You are too insincere." Gojo Satoru yelled dissatisfied.

"Why, are you going to agree?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was taken aback when he heard that.

"I don't lack money. If it is paid by other rewards, it's not impossible."

Gojo Satoru fiddled with the little white flowers that appeared on the table at an unknown time, and there was some meaning in his words.

"What reward do you want?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko asked.

He thought about the things under his name, thinking that those useless extraneous things could be used as a reward for Wujo Wu.

"You." Gojo Satoru gave the lonely answer. The question, which should be a request, made him sound like an announcement: "Let's date."

As expected of you, Gojo Satoru who has been single for 28 years by virtue of his strength.

"What?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko frowned in disbelief, he looked at the suspected Gojo Satoru hesitantly and asked, "Did you forget to take your medicine?"

Can Gojo Satoru, who is sick inside, bear it?That must not be the case. It was originally just an impulsive request for friendship, but it immediately became a must to win successfully.

This is the first time for him, the strongest magician, to confess to others. If he fails, it will be too embarrassing.

Gojo Satoru is proud and innocent, but he can be very perceptive when he wants to. After many years of getting along, he has already figured out what Shibusawa Ryuhiko wants.

So Gojo Gojo began to sell himself seriously: "I'm handsome, powerful, and rich. Where can I find a boyfriend with such good conditions?"

And Ryuhiko Shibusawa only felt that Gojo Satoru, who boasted so much, was extremely thick-skinned, comparable to Osamu Dazai.

I didn't hear Ba Ba Ba behind Gojo Satoru at all, I just thought about introducing these two thick-skinned guys someday, and I didn't know who was better than them.

Seeing Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's unmoved face, Gojo Satoru promised: "If you associate with me, I will be there whenever you are called from now on. Don't you want to crystallize? I can accompany you to hunt, super Won't you have a handy boyfriend?"

I didn't listen to anything else, but Shibusawa Tatsuhiko listened to the word 'easy to use'.

Looking at the sky-shattering Gojo Satoru who didn't know when to reveal those blue pupils and let down his upturned hair.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, who has a million points of color control, fell into deep thought: It seems that it is not impossible.