God is still on the way to recovery

Trembling, he took the switch back and put it away, An Tianliu clasped his hands together and saluted it, mumbling in his mouth: "Blame my hand, don't break it, I don't want to pay for it."

I don't know if it's the girl's sincerity or the connection problem of the wire. After putting the switch back to the distance, the light bulb flickered twice by itself, and then turned on again. Shigeo Kageyama carefully put the light back on the light stand with superpowers, and confirmed that it would not fall off again. When I got down, I was relieved.

Gojo Satoru put his hands on the junior's shoulders, and rested his chin on the top of Urashige's head. He watched Shigeru smoothly using his superpowers in a very relaxed manner. Due to his concentration, the wig on the boy's head floated slightly, and the white dress dyed red was floating on his body. Fei, his gaze suddenly became fierce, until the danger was eliminated, Maofu returned to his peaceful appearance.

Very powerful, with such a strong power fluctuation, it is generally possible to eliminate spirits. I don’t know if this superpower can successfully defeat the curse after wearing the magic glasses and being able to see the curse spirit?

Matsuo raised his head, and first saw the man's smooth chin, followed by his fair and handsome face, those six eyes stared at Mofu with extraordinarily hot eyes.

Ah, that's the look.

Momo slowly narrowed his eyes.

It was the same as the look in his eyes when he saw him accidentally burn a curse on the side of the road.

Good guy, have you thought about your junior?

Are you actually not Gojo teacher, but Gojo Satoru, the honorary chairman of the Admissions Office? ?

"Shigeru, you can continue to move forward, as long as Anda-senpai stays with me, I will ask the seniors from the Meat Reform Department to pick you up." After dealing with the lamp, Kageyama Shigeo wiped the white foundation on his face, and slowly walked towards the two of them. "It's hard for me to change shifts today, and I won't be able to leave here for a while."

Kageyama Shigeo noticed that the white-haired man was looking at him. It was a look that saw through him. Shigeo stared blankly at Gojo Satoru and asked, "Is there anything strange on my face?"

"No~ your ability is very special~" Gojo Satoru waved his hand, and suddenly felt that Uramo was crutching his ribs with his elbow.

"It's okay, everyone is used to it." Kageyama Shigeru's super powers, Kurodaru, Shisho, Uramo and the Kageyama family all know about it, and no one has ever made a fuss about it "Uramo also has special abilities, stronger than me. "

Kageyama Shigeo knew that he couldn't hear part of other people's thoughts like he did, just like Takane Rei taught him to read the atmosphere when he was a child, but he just didn't understand what it meant.

"Let's go, the haunted house still has a long way to go."

Grabbing Gojo Satoru's sleeve, Uramo pulled the people out, waiting for the scene where Kageyama Shigeo and Anada Ruo were left behind, Uramo suddenly turned around.

"?" Wujo Wu saw that he was facing him and said nothing, so he possessed himself a little, hoping to hear what representative speech the other party was going to make later.

As a result, Mao Mao raised his hand, pinched the soft flesh on Gojo Satoru's cheek with his thumb and forefinger, and pulled it slightly as a warning.

"Don't think about Lamouv becoming a magician."

A zombie crawled out of the cabinet slowly, intending to scare the other party, but in the dim light, they saw two people who seemed to be holding the other's face. The two looked at each other, and suddenly stopped, and retracted silently. in the cupboard.

"Why would you think that way? I didn't have that plan." Gojo Satoru grinned his teeth and asked inarticulately, "Are you angry?"

In the weak light, the expression on the younger generation's face was a bit blurred, and the pair of fresh green eyes were much dimmer.

Such a dim color reminded Gojo Satoru of the scene when he fished people out of the confinement room.

At that time, the reason why the high-level executives would have murderous intentions, he said later, because there is a probability that Mao Mao is an evil god or evil spirit, and the high-level executives do not want to invite such uncertain factors.

Even after seeing the "evidence", I still decided to treat Urashige as a human being at that time.

If it was an evil god, then why would the other party be willing to step in and save his classmates when they were in danger?

Therefore, this must be a kind god. Even if it is rumored that three people become tigers, as long as time passes, everyone will understand his kindness.

It's just that the high-level executives used a prison and bullying as a meeting ceremony for the newcomers when they first came to Tokyo. Anyone would feel wronged if it were different?

Resignedly lowering his head to make it easier for the opponent to pull his cheek, Gojo Satoru raised his hand to cover the opponent's head, rubbed the soft hair, and asked: "Are you afraid that your junior will be bullied by the high-level? No, I will Won't let that happen."

"you're lying."

A soft sentence, barely audible in the background of the eerie horror music.

Gojo Satoru started to have a headache.

The child has already been pricked by the needle, and will feel pain when seeing pine needles in the future, because the conditioned reflex has been formed.

He slid his hand down the hair, touched the other person's face, felt the warm skin under his palm, so he covered it with his hands, so that the little cold face could be warmed up.

"If you feel angry, just pinch it for a while. My face is beautiful. Many people like it. I will let you pinch it casually. Don't be angry again."

The fair and pretty baby face showed a heroic and righteous expression, just looking at it, I couldn't bear to continue to attack.

Finally, Uramo let go of the claws that ravaged the opponent's face, and said, "I'm not angry either."

Gojo Satoru urged: "Then I'll grab two high-level executives and beat you up to cheer you up?"

Mu Mao said awkwardly: "It doesn't have to be."

Those cautious guys at the top were actually afraid of themselves, and it didn't take long for Miao Mao to come out.

However, this gas is still there.

"After returning to Tokyo, put them in the maze and starve them for three days." Uramo thought of a way to calm down and said, "I was hungry for two and a half days."

"No problem, I'll help you catch people." Without hesitation, Mr. Gojo put himself in the team of accomplices, and Mr. Gojo suggested, "Then, in order to make up for the three-day hunger, let's go out to eat."

Yes, go eat!

In life, there is no problem that cannot be solved with one meal. If there is, then two meals!

So, the two regained their spirits and started walking out hand in hand. The zombie in the cabinet guessed that the emotional exchange between the two was over, so he crawled out slowly to scare people.

As soon as the cabinet was pushed open, he felt a force outside against the door panel, and he pushed it back again.

The six-eyed magician said: "There's no need to come out, we're leaving, you go and scare a group of people."

Zombie: "..." Why stop me from being dedicated?Let go of my coffin boards!

There should be no cooking fumes in the teaching building, so the food for sale is coffee, snacks and the like. When we go to the playground, there will be plenty of night market-style grilled squid and meat skewers.

Mao Mao took a small octopus ball and exchanged the coupon for apple candy for his senior.

As a result, on the running track in the middle of the playground, there are student unions holding small competitions and various interesting activities. The winners will get [exchange coupons], which can be exchanged for prizes provided by the student union.

At the beginning of this period, Mao Mao had no idea of ​​participating and winning, but when he saw the familiar box on the prize shelf, his eyes suddenly became straight.

Limited Edition Amiibo of popular Nintendo characters!

Wow, it really touched the heart of a ten-year-old player!

Gojo Wu watched his younger generation suddenly kill the octopus balls with a few bites, rolled up his sleeves and walked aggressively towards the arena, his eyes were shining, as if he was going to win!

Seeing those wolves in the prizes, the dolls of the blonde princess, and the dolls with sensor chips inside, it was the first time Satoru Gojo knew that the younger generation was interested in this.

So, with apple candy in his mouth, he entered the arena with great interest.

He thought: Let’s take a look together, it’s always fun to join in the fun~

The small competitions provided by the student union are more interesting.

The first one is the quiz activity.

In a group of five, listen to the announcer to explain the questions, and then rush to answer. One point will be awarded for each correct answer, one point will be deducted for each wrong answer, and the points for not answering the question will remain the same.

Announcer: "What was the first product to be barcoded?"

Momo: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "Green Arrow Gum."

"correct!"

Uramo looked at the competitor speechlessly, but the announcer didn't pray to the gods for answers in his heart, so he didn't hear anything.

Gojo Satoru read the sadness of the other party, so he leaned closer and whispered: "I also know the answers to all the questions that follow, which are chocolate pie, running water noodles, turquoise, keyboard..."

Momo's epiphany: The announcer's question board has the answer, so the Six Eyes can still see it like this!

The ignorant announcer: "Please, the handsome number two, don't keep whispering to the good-looking number three—"

#￥%

The second game is a jigsaw puzzle.

Each hand was given a set of the smallest "Pure White Hell".

Uramo watched for a while, and barely managed to spell four-fifths within the specified time.

Look at the competitor next door... Gojo Satoru is finished.

Mao Mao: I am a false god of feelings, and you are the real god.

&*@

The third level is what you said and I guessed, the two finally formed a team.

Mao Mao: "A daily necessities, very soft, used when lying on the sofa or sleeping."

The other party: "You?"

Momo: "...No."

The off-site announcer maintained order: "Please don't moleste number two, we are a serious game."

So he resumed his seriousness: "Pillow."

Miao Mao, who was covering his face, was burning hot, unable to bow his hands: "By the way, next, next question."

……

In the evening, Mao Mao held a thick stack of exchange coupons in his hand, like a warrior with a sword sheathed, he stood in front of the award platform with a vicissitudes on his face.

"Brother, the Amiibo suit needs 600 vouchers, you are still short of 100 vouchers."

"This is added." Gojo Satoru put those in his hand in front of Uramo. Because he molested him once, he was banned for violating the rules, otherwise he could get more.

The cadre of the student union counted and said, "There are 612 tickets in total. Are you sure you want to exchange them?"

Mao Mao looked at those little dolls, and murmured to the people around him: "Actually, you can buy them, but it's just to find some reason for yourself to play games."

"Ahahaha, me too~" Gojo Satoru laughed, "But I did have a lot of fun, so you can use these coupons as you like."

There are several Amiibo in the house, and Mao Mao saw a cute little girl with blond hair staring at the doll for the first prize next to the awarding table.

It was a Meow Lunbu, a rare and limited-edition doll that required [-] vouchers.

The little girl is also a good player, and the pile of coupons in her hand is almost as thick as that of Mao Mao. However, time is limited and the number is not enough. At that time, the little girl's brother advised her: "Xiao Bu, let's change it to something else. Go back and search online to see if there is a similar model.”

"But this is an enhanced version of Miao Lunbu with its own CD skills. Almost all the online ones are imitation versions. After working hard for a day, I want to change to this—" The little girl's face bulged into a raccoon, and she pursed her lips and refused to leave , reluctantly lying on the edge of the award platform.

Then, a stack of exchange coupons was handed over to Xiao Bu.

"?!"

Bathed in the little girl's surprised and puzzled eyes, Mao Mao explained: "I have already got what I want to change, and I don't need these, so I give them to you."

"Thank you big brother!"

You're not welcome at all. As a result, Xiao Bu happily ran to redeem Miao Lunbu with more than 1000 coupons.

Looking at this scene, Wujo Wu muttered: "You just gave the things I gave you to others, ah, Xiaowu worked hard all afternoon and wanted to exchange gifts, Xiaomao is too much."

Imitating Xiao Bu's resentful tone, and then, a bright red object was handed to him.

It was a candy apple with a bright yellow shell.

"I exchanged it with Wu's coupon, a gift for an afternoon of hard work."

Mao Mao looked at the other party in a daze at first, then lowered his head and grabbed the candy.

The sweet and crisp sugar shell and juicy apples burst into the mouth, and the diverse sweetness fully stimulates the taste buds.

Then, he was picked up by the younger generation, and the two walked home hand in hand.

"Anna said that you are welcome to come to play at home next time, let's go, let's go back to eat noodles tonight, I think fried chicken and shredded cabbage would be more delicious as side dishes—"

Gojo Satoru crushed the sugar shell with his canine teeth, and looked at the other party's face in the twilight, covered with the faint light of the sunset, his face was incredibly soft.