After sex turned black babes I became top

After a person's heart is dug out, the probability of survival is almost zero.

But if there is Su Nuo in this person, this zero probability can be pulled to 100%.

If the host Knotweed Youren dies, Su Nuo in the body will also die. Of course, in the future, if there are other capable people who can swallow their fingers like Knotweed and not be poisoned to death, Su Nuo can rely on him. flesh-bodied resurrection.

But this probability is even more uncertain.

In terms of emotion and reason, it seems understandable for the two-faced Su Nuo to save the knotweed Youren.

"However, is the two-faced Su Nuo such an easy guy to guess?"

Suspiciously, I approached Yuzu Yuhito's face, then fixedly stared at the line under his eyelids, couldn't help poking it, "Hey, are you really so kind?"

no respond.

"Aoi!" Knotabagi Yujin was so frightened that he leaned back again and again, and quickly covered his face, "Don't poke around!"

I retracted my fingers resentfully, what a pity, what a pity.

The news that Yuzu Yuhito was resurrected after his death was blocked by Gojo Satoru very well.If it weren't for the young man with knotweed who saw my message and subconsciously pressed a reply, I would probably have been kept in the dark.

Who would have thought that someone would send a message to the late Knotweed Yujin!

As expected of me!

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"Does the knotweed boy plan to stay in this room for a month?"

I looked around this fairly spacious room, and picked up a magazine in my hand out of boredom.

This is Wujo Wu’s place, so you don’t have to worry about whether it’s safe or not exposed. There are all kinds of living facilities, all kinds of snacks, sodas, and even a projection screen on the wall. There are movies, and the latest game consoles are placed underneath, it is simply a fat house paradise!

It's just that no matter how prepared to act, it will inevitably be boring to be stuck in the house for a month, especially the upright adolescent athletic boy like the knotweed boy.

"Huh??" Yuzu Yujin put down the snacks in his hand, and looked at me in bewilderment with puffed hamster-like cheeks.

Suddenly it reminded me of the scene in the novel where the blackened president imprisoned the little wife. The most important thing is that the little wife is still ignorant and ignorant of the world.

help-

I shook off the unrealistic thoughts in my head, "Forget it, you can continue eating."

Regardless of the knotweed boy, I began to explore the house alone.The storage box under the coffee table is full of various movie discs, neatly arranged, and it seems that no one has touched it yet.

I rummaged around for a while with great interest, and when I saw one of them, my eyes lit up, I took it out and pulled the pants of the knotweed boy on the sofa, and said excitedly: "Young knotweed, look what treasure I found! "

"Jennifer Lawrence's space traveler!" The knotweed boy also had bright eyes.

I looked smug, and raised the disc, "Praise me, I found it!"

"Aoi is awesome! I never knew there was such a thing!"

So the two of us happily nestled on the sofa and watched the big cousin's movie.

The rain outside went back and forth, getting bigger and bigger, but we inside the house were completely immersed in the grandeur of the big cousin in the movie. Thanks to the rain and the sound insulation of the house, we didn’t have any problems turning up the sound very loudly. .

Such a beautiful and peaceful atmosphere was finally interrupted by the arrival of Gojo Satoru.

A certain white-haired gentleman opened the door of the apartment with a supermarket shopping bag that didn't fit him in his hand, and the purpose of entering was the backs of us nestled on the sofa, eating snacks and watching movies.

And the projection happens to be the picture of the hero and heroine kissing each other.

Because the atmosphere was too harmonious and warm, as if he had walked to the wrong set, he took a few steps back and glanced at the house number.

Well, it was indeed not wrong.

Then he reacted and was shocked: "Ahhh——Youren secretly took girls back to the teacher's house to do some strange things, but the teacher will be angry!"

The strongest shout of a certain white hair finally managed to attract the attention of the two of us. The soundtrack of the movie was so loud that we couldn't hear Gojo Satoru at all.

I turned my head, smiled and waved, "Hi, Mr. Gojo."

"Teacher Wutiao, you are back!"

A strangeness visible to the naked eye flashed across Gojo Satoru's face, and it was fleeting.

I asked, "What did Mr. Gojo say just now? I don't seem to hear clearly."

He flashed a bright smile, "No, it's nothing, it's Aoi-chan, so it's all right."

I noticed that he was holding a supermarket shopping bag with various vegetarian and meat dishes in his hand. For a moment, I couldn't imagine Wujo Wu condescending to choose with all kinds of uncles and aunts in the supermarket. I was surprised, "Mr. Wujo, this is... Did you buy it yourself?"

Oh, that's right, the strongest spells also need to eat.

I asked a stupid question...

Gojo Satoru was taken aback, looked down at the bag in his hand, then looked at me, and smiled confidently, "Yes, today's dinner has beef and crayfish!"

I was so excited that I almost jumped up from the sofa, controlled my passion a little bit, and stared at the shopping bag with glowing eyes, "Crayfish YYDS! But——"

His gaze shifted to Gojo Satoru's face, "Can Mr. Gojo know how to cook?"

"Of course——after all, I am the strongest, no matter what aspect I am the strongest!"

I thought that Mr. Gojo was just the character design of the strongest conjurer, but I didn't expect it to be the strongest character of all powers!

shock!Is this the world of the boss!

"Aoi-chan and Yuren are waiting for me outside, there will be a lot of food soon!" He said and pulled off his sunglasses, and his almost illusory eyes gave us a wink playfully.

Then he walked into the kitchen alone, and closed the door by the way, leaving a sentence, "Don't come in and disturb me!"

They didn't even ask me why I appeared in this place. Fortunately, I thought about how to explain this.

but--

"Si Guoyi!" I pulled the hand of the young knotweed boy with some excitement, "Mr. Wutiao is really amazing! You are so handsome!"

He can even make crayfish!It's my favorite crayfish...

The knotweed boy had a strange expression on his face, he hesitated to speak, and finally scratched the back of his head, showing a weak smile, "Well - maybe I don't know enough about Teacher Wutiao."

..

An hour later, the knotweed boy and I looked at a table full of dishes, and star eyes appeared in both of us.

Spicy crayfish, sizzling beef, lemon saury, fried tempura, and even small pudding for dessert.

The handsome young man in a blue kawaii apron just folded his hands in front of his chest, looking like he was waiting for praise.

Looking at the plate of bright red crayfish with all the flavors and aromas, I immediately shuddered, "This is too amazing...do you even make small puddings?"

Gojo Satoru smiled, "The pudding is already in the refrigerator."

Oh oh, that's super powerful, okay? If you look at the surprised look of the young knotweed boy from ear to ear, you will know how lethal the scene in front of you is.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" The knotweed boy rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Mr. Gojo took off his apron, opened the still steaming Pepsi just out of the refrigerator with a snap, handed it to me, and said, "It's a real one, Mr. Youruhito."

I, who received a can of happy water from a white female ticket: "Mr. Wujo Saigao!"

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Knotabagi Yuhito: It seems that I shouldn't appear here.

At first, I was a little worried whether the dishes made by Mr. Gojo would be ostentatious.But it was so delicious that I couldn't stop eating it all the way. Before I knew it, there were hills of shrimp shells piled up on my plate.

I rubbed my contented stomach and sighed, "Thank you very much for Mr. Wutiao's hospitality today. But, why does Mr. Wutiao's spicy crayfish really taste like Wen Xyou?"

Mr. Wujo took a sip of water, and said in a calm tone, "Probably I used his seasoning."

I nodded knowingly, that's it.

After the meal, the knotweed boy volunteered to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes and clean up the mess. I originally wanted to follow.

But the other party insisted that I was a guest, and I did have some things I wanted to ask Mr. Gojo in private, so I agreed.

Mr. Wujo came over with a glass of water, "Drink some water, the dish just now was too heavy."

I took the cup, "Thank you."

What a caring Mr. Gojo..

The projection on the wall was fixed on the ending credits of Passenger from Space X, and Mr. Gojo sat down next to me.

Then he pulled out a familiar disc from the box under the coffee table, "Do you want to play this?"

It's me and Takada's record.

I suddenly shook my head frantically, "No, no, no."

It's really embarrassing to watch videos of yourself in front of people you know!

Mr. Gojo had some regrets on his face, but he didn't say anything because of my persistence.

"Mr. Wujo, I have to thank you for the matter about the knotweed boy."

The corner of Mr. Wutiao's mouth slightly raised, "Thank you for what."

None of us are fools, but the higher-ups seem to think we are fools.

Existences like curse embryos that may develop into super-level curse spirits should have been cleaned up by magicians like Gojo Wu.

Gojo Satoru just happened to be sent on a business trip at this time. No matter how short-handed he was, he couldn't get a second-level conjurer like Fu Heihui, let alone the newcomer Hirohito Katsuobu, who hadn't even been graded.

"Those guys want to kill Knotabagi Yuhito, it's really strong... If Mr. Gojo doesn't help hide the news of the resurrection of the Knotweed boy, I'm afraid that group of guys will be even more restless and try their best to continue to hurt Knotweed."

They will not stop, this resurrection will only make them more afraid.

But the knotweed boy is still too weak, there is no way to fight against it, even the strongest Gojo Satoru, it is impossible to keep an eye on the knotweed boy all the time.

"There is nothing to thank, Yuren is my lovely student now! There is no reason for a teacher not to favor his own students, that guy is also a genius not inferior to Fu Heihui."

A brand-new and glorious image of the people's teacher has been erected!

I couldn't help but start to change my opinion of Mr. Gojo. Maybe he is not as obscure as the rumors, and even reliable and scary!

And I very much agree with the fact that Yuzu Yuhito is a genius.

"What does Mr. Gojo want to do next?"

"Of course I have to teach my lovely students well. Then I will surprise those guys at the sister school exchange meeting a month later!"

Mr. Gojo’s words made me rub my fists involuntarily, "Awesome! Is it a counter-attack script? I really want to see the ugly faces of those high-level people who are surprised."

It's a pity that I can't participate in the sister exchange meeting.

Although I have never participated in the previous sister exchange meeting.

Unexpectedly, he seemed to be interested suddenly, and asked, "Will Aoi-chan join our special training tomorrow?"

Although I really want to go, but when I think of my mountainous work schedule tomorrow, I immediately put on a pain mask, "I am not worthy of being a social animal."

Mr. Wujo looked regretful, "Ah, that's really a pity."

That is an opportunity to receive additional guidance from the strongest magician!After this village, there will be no such shop!Todo Aoi, wake up, don't you want to become stronger?

I think, I really want to become stronger, but there is really a lot of work.

I gritted my teeth, and with the air of a strong man who will never return, I said, "You can do it the day after tomorrow."

At worst, just move the work of the day after tomorrow to the day after tomorrow.

"it is good."

When I was leaving, I declined Mr. Gojo’s proposal to send me back, and walking alone on the road, I suddenly remembered——

"Damn! The out-of-print poster CD for Knotweed Boy fell into the record store!"

..

Originally, I wanted to go back to find the record store owner the next day, but I didn’t expect to receive a text message from the boy Fuhei that night. It turned out that he saw the things I left behind and took them away for me.

Yes, instant peace of mind, no dreams overnight.

When I woke up in the morning, there was a bouquet of white dahlias at the door as usual, and a small card was shaken out as always.But this time the content on the card has changed——

[I am watching you, my angel. 】

are you crazy!

With his backhand, he crumpled the card and threw it into the trash can.

If it weren't for the absolute trust in the apartment inspected by Mafia at the port, I would wonder if this guy secretly installed some kind of pinhole camera in my apartment to dare to say such nonsense.

If I know who is doing this kind of prank, I will definitely smash my head off!

Regarding this, Ms. Qingzi also looked puzzled, "I have retrieved the surveillance video at the property, and there is nothing abnormal at all. The courier delivered the flowers early in the morning, and I have also investigated the identity of the courier. He is an ordinary person. , the strange thing is that he doesn't remember the appearance of the customer who placed the order."

Things got weird, she didn't dare to relax her vigilance, and reported the matter to the headquarters immediately.

"In short, we don't rule out that it's the work of the supernatural beings. Let's move in after we arrange a new residence in a few days."

I don't care about that.

It's the same wherever you live.

"By the way." Miss Haruko suddenly took out her mobile phone and smiled at me mysteriously, "Have you paid attention to the ranking and voting of the male/female artists who want to be hugged by her/him this year on the Internet?"

"Of course!" I said without thinking.

Just kidding, Xiao Takada is the number one female artist who most wants to be hugged by her for three consecutive years!

Ms. Haruko clicked on the leaderboard, and I saw Takada's ranking with sharp eyes. I stood up in shock and said nervously, "What! Takada fell to No.2? Where did this No.1 come from?" Come out! Damn it!"

It's all my fault for being lax recently, no, I must try my best to canvass Takada tonight.

"That's Ms. Yoshikawa. Recently, a new movie has been launched to create momentum. So the ranking has only increased. According to Xiao Takada's popularity, it is not a big problem to return to the first place. However, is this your focus? You must not have read the following carefully. Let's make the list." Miss Haruko blanked me out, and spoke angrily.

Of course I won't pay attention to people other than Xiao Takada!

Ms. Haruko scrolled down several pages, then stopped at No.80, and put the phone in front of me, "No—look!"

"Nine No.80... Eh? Aoi? Oh, I'm still on this list, it's amazing."

But the tone was flat and without waves.

"Aoi-chan, you really don't have any ambition at all. That's the list that the entire Japanese artist world really wants to be on!"

Miss Haruko hated iron and steel, and then blinked her starry eyes, "The reward for the top three male and female artists this year is that they can participate in a travel show together...not only can you eat, drink and have fun everywhere, the most important thing is that they are very entertaining." Maybe meet Mr. Takato Saijo. After all, he has been No.1 for five consecutive years!"

"After all, people live for Master Saijo!"

Oh, so the focus is on Mr. Saijo Takato, right?

Excuse me, I really haven't paid attention to it.

but--

"That is to say! As long as I enter the top three, I can go on a public tour with Xiao Takada?" I was shocked.

Is there such a good thing?

Surprised by the sudden change in my attitude, Haruko-san nodded dully.

"Hey! Very energetic! Ms. Haruko, please arrange more work for me, I want to quickly accumulate popularity and hit the top three!" Must go on a public trip with Xiao Takada!

I bowed to Miss Haruko with a determined face: "Please!"

"..Eh? Okay...ok." Ms. Haruko finally recovered her voice, "By the way, today's schedule has been temporarily changed. After the interview at eight o'clock ended, there was an extra record signing at eleven o'clock. The sales activity is estimated to take an hour and a half!"

I shrank instantly, with a bitter face, "But is there still time to eat like this?"

"There's still 15 minutes for box lunch!" Miss Haruko laughed like a devil.

"Come on! Aoi-chan."

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After the boring magazine interviews, I went to the signing event non-stop.

Kotakata did not attend this signing because of his schedule. I thought the venue would be deserted without Kotakata.After all, I'm just an unknown guy.

But when I arrived at the scene, I found that there were more people than I had imagined.

Of course, it is still not as popular as Takata, but it is enough to surprise me.

Unlike Takada's huge male fan base, most of the fans present are women.

Adhering to the mentality of working hard and striving to travel with Xiao Takada at public expense, I was surprisingly active at the scene, playing the role of a robot shaking hands, taking pictures and signing autographs seriously.

"Thank you, Aoi-chan! Please continue to work hard in the future!"

"Aoi-chan, your character in the mv is so beautiful and spicy!"

"May I ask if you will cooperate with Xiao Takada in the future?"

"You are Xiao Takada's fan-headed wife, right! Please support Xiao Takada-chan as always!"

There are also some strange remarks mixed in. .

Because there are more people than expected, the signing will end 10 minutes later than scheduled.

My 15 minute happy lunch time is gone!

I was hurriedly dragged by Ms. Haruko to catch the acting class that started at one o'clock, but I didn't see the strange guy who came late after the autograph session.

Although the owner has left, there are still some fans at the scene, and the staff are working hard to clean up the scene.

The black-haired man in the loose and heavy monk's robe entered the venue for some unknown reason, and he looked particularly eye-catching among the young girls and fat houses. His good-looking skin attracted the attention of the women present.

By the way, is that seam-like decoration on the forehead the latest fashion?

And the latter always had a warm smile on his face, and his peach eyes were narrowed, as if he didn't mind these wanton scrutiny at all.

One of the staff was the first to greet her and said, "I'm sorry, sir, the time for Aoi-chan's autograph signing has passed, you can log in to Aoi-chan's official fan site to check the time of the next autograph event!"

Hearing this, the black-haired monk showed a regretful expression and nodded, "Understood, thank you."

The staff who have not gone far can still vaguely hear the man's voice——

"It seems that the angel you are waiting for has already left first."

"Is it my fault? You can tell what is the priority."

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But when he turned his head and saw that there was no one beside him, he shook his head and couldn't help muttering in his heart: He is quite handsome, but he has the problem of talking to himself.

..

After a busy day at work, I dragged my heavy body to take a shower.Then the whole person collapsed on the bed, so tired that he didn't even want to move a finger.

I, a newcomer with little reputation, is still like this, Xiao Takada-chan must be very hard at ordinary times!

correct!I also want to canvass for Xiao Takada!

Sitting up in shock while dying, he took the mobile phone on the bedside table to solicit votes for Xiao Takada.

Mr. Zenyuan, who suddenly disappeared in the past two days, sent me a message.

Zenyuan Naoya: I have been away on missions for the past two days, and I finally come back now.

Me: Thank you for your hard work.

Me: Well, Mr. Chanyuan hasn’t sent me flowers recently, right?

I was just tentatively trying to ask about the white dahlia.Although I knew in my heart that this was not the work of Mr. Zenyuan, but just to be on the safe side, I still asked.

On the contrary, Mr. Zenyuan's reaction was a bit unexpected.

The backhand is a phone call.

"." All right, blame me for talking too much.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he still answered the menacing call, "Good evening, Chanyuan."

What interrupted me was the other party's eloquent explanation.

"I'm sorry, because I received an urgent task temporarily, it was originally scheduled to be completed within a day, but some unexpected circumstances happened, so it was delayed by an extra day. Do you like those roses? I personally bought those flowers at the flower shop before. A pick, if you like."

No, there is no need.

"Thank you, Mr. Chanyuan, for your kindness, but that's not what I meant."

"what does that mean?"

I thought about it, and finally decided to tell the story about the white dahlia, so as not to cause more misunderstandings.

"...In short, if it wasn't for the flowers sent by Mr. Chanyuan, then there is a high probability that they are the handwriting of some strange fan. Well, the people in my company have already started investigating this matter, and the guy should be able to find it soon. Get it out, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then an obscure voice came, "I will help to check, don't worry, I will protect you."

"..Thank you."

I didn't take Mr. Chanyuan's words to heart.After all, like this, I will help. Most of the cases are polite words of adults.

And the guy who gave the dahlias was pretty weird.Unless he really wants to do any substantial harm to me.Otherwise there's a good chance we'll never find this guy.

After exchanging some polite greetings with Mr. Zenyuan, I hung up the phone with the reason that I was too tired from work today and needed to rest early.

Then lie down and continue to solicit votes for Xiao Takada.

The next day, I pushed all the work of the day to the next day as planned. For this, I was nagged by Miss Haruko, and I assured her again and again that I would not suddenly make any news about my rumored boyfriend. , she could only reluctantly let me go.

Considering that I was going to receive guidance and training from Mr. Gojo, I also specially changed into a cool sportswear to facilitate my exercise (fighting).

The upper body is black corset suspenders, and the bottom is matching tights. There is no extra decoration, and the distribution of muscle lines on the body can be clearly seen, which is very convenient for training.

Of course, it's also hearty (sexy).

I arrived at the door of the apartment that Mr. Gojo had prepared for the Knotweed Boy at the appointed time, and rang the doorbell.

"Ding-dong-"

The one who opened the door was Knotaba Yuhito in casual clothes. Seeing me fully armed, his eyes were a little dazed, "Aoi, why are you dressed like this and carry such a big bag?"

I introduced my bag to him with a serious face, "Of course, isn't it for special training? It contains super sweat-absorbing towels, Baomine X water, muscle relaxants, and pain relief spray."

If it's this kind of training, I'm pretty professional..

The knotweed boy looked stunned, I frowned, and said again: "Forget it, the knotweed boy is really not professional at all... Where is Mr. Wutiao?"

The mouth of the tiger stick boy opened and closed, and he finally said, "Teacher Wutiao is inside."

I nodded, took off my shoes and walked in, and sure enough, I saw Mr. Gojo sitting on the sofa.

Well, the casual clothes are exactly the same as the knotweed boy, and there are two cute dolls on the sides of the body. When they saw me coming, they greeted me cheerfully: "Good morning, Aoi-chan——"

I immediately cheered up, "Good morning, Mr. Wujo! You can start today's training!"

Mr. Wujo seemed to be very satisfied with the performance of my new student, nodded, and then took out the large box of discs from under the table under my expectant eyes, and put them on the coffee table.

"The content of your training today is... you have to watch all these discs!" Wutiao teacher said with a smile.

I think I must have hallucinations today because I stayed up late yesterday to swipe tickets for Xiao Takata.