I'm not really a magician

points matter.

Ji Jiang tried to wrap his body with spiritual power, forming a "spiritual membrane" around his body.

Back then, Aizen asked Four Blades to give Orihime a bracelet that spontaneously formed a spiritual membrane around her body, enabling her to penetrate the substance she wanted to pass through like a soul.

After success, Ji Jiang put away the umbrella, watched the rainwater pass through him and fell to the ground with satisfaction, and looked at Gojo Satoru happily, with an expression of "I don't need to open an umbrella" on his face.

The conjurer snorted with an extremely bad expression.

The opponent's favorability is -1 and immediately +2.

Ji Jiang?

Gojo Satoru suddenly reached out and covered Ji Jiang's eyes.

"Hey!" The moment his vision was blocked, Ji Jiang took a step back in fright, stretched out his hand to hold Wutiao's wrist, and asked him what he was doing.

The light not far away fell into those black pupils, and those eyes seemed to be wet by rain, glowing with a bright soft light in the darkness, and the cheeks were also a little red due to the reflection of the light.

"Little Jijiang just don't look at me with that kind of eyes sometime." Wujo Wu lowered his hand and said inexplicably.

Ji Jiang was slightly stunned and forgot to let go.

This is not the first time Gojo Satoru mentioned the way she saw him.

"Okay, let's talk as we walk." Gojo Wujo didn't seem to care what he said just now, and turned sideways as if he was about to leave. Ji Jiang was taken a step forward by Gojo's movements. It wasn't until he realized that he was still holding his wrist, and just as he let go, the other's hand was held back.

Ji Jiang's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Gojo Satoru's side face calmly as if he didn't know what he had done.

Holding the umbrella in her other hand, she was dragged for a few steps in a daze before she turned her eyes to her held palm.

No one else was around, and no one would see this scene in the darkness.

Thinking of this, Ji Jiang slowly relaxed his stiff plaster-like hand, allowing the other party to hold it, and a few fingers that lost strength also slowly rested on the other party's hand because of relaxation.

Ji Jiang avoided looking at her and took her hand suddenly without knowing why, imitating the serious look of the person next to him: "What do you have to talk about when we meet?"

"I went to see Tian Yuan today." Gojo Wu's tone was as calm as if he was saying that I went to have breakfast today. Before Ji Jiang could respond, he continued, "But he rejected me."

"Uh……"

"Besides, those curse spirits I met at your house... well, they shouldn't be considered curse spirits anymore, they have empty characteristics."

"Xu's characteristics?" Ji Jiang didn't have time to be surprised, and asked suspiciously: "How did you confirm Xu?"

Gojo Satoru stopped, put his fingers on the sunglasses, and nodded his glasses when he turned around: "I can see it."

"Xiao Jijiang, have you forgotten, I saw a ghost once 20 years ago." He seemed to think of something funny, and laughed: "There is a prize quiz, what are the functions of my eyes?"

Obviously Gojo Satoru was wearing almost completely black sunglasses, but Ji Jiang's heart skipped a beat, as if all his secrets were hidden under the other's eyes.

She turned her face away, raised her voice several degrees, and said in a panic, "No guess, no guess, I'm not interested!"

"Eh--"

Gojo Satoru dragged his voice, and when Ji Jiang thought he had some bad intentions, Gojo Satoru directly changed the subject and asked Ji Jiang to give him the umbrella.

"It doesn't matter if I hold it." Even so, Ji Jiang passed the umbrella over. Seeing what Wujo Wu wanted to do, he opened the umbrella and covered two people who didn't need an umbrella. overhead.

Obviously he was standing like that before, but Ji Jiang suddenly became stiff after the umbrella covered his head, as if he was trapped in a narrow space, so nervous that he even slowed down his breathing a lot.

Her eyes blinked rapidly, like a restless butterfly fluttering its wings, staring straight ahead, they had already turned to the main road.

Ji Jiang quietly moved to the empty side, while diverting Gojo Satoru's attention: "What are you doing with the umbrella all of a sudden?"

"Take a taxi to the city. If you don't have an umbrella, no car will dare to take us." Wujo Wu held Ji Jiang's shoulders to prevent her from moving outside the umbrella, and motioned Ji Jiang to look at the clothes that were not wet at all.

Ji Jiang: ...

"If I ask why you only carry one umbrella, am I overthinking it?"

Swallowing questions like "Is it too late for me to get myself wet now", Ji Jiang asked.

Wutiao's voice rose several degrees, and he seemed extremely happy: "I didn't think too much, I did it on purpose."

Seeing Wutiao's directness and frankness, Ji Jiang was stunned, and couldn't help but look at the conjurer holding an umbrella, pursing his lips and suddenly dared not ask any more questions.

This umbrella is actually not big, and it can't completely cover the two of them. Ji Jiang swept Wutiao with half of his shoulders exposed outside the umbrella, and the raindrops directly dissipated and dispersed when they fell within the limitless range.But Gojo Satoru himself seems to be ignorant of it, this is the automatic effect of the spell.

Ji Jiang suddenly understood where the uneasiness he felt when facing Gojo Satoru came from.

The conjurer felt something, and looked down at her. The distance between the two was so close that Ji Jiang even heard his breathing. In the eyes of others, this may have been regarded as an ambiguous scene.

"Won't Xiao Jijiang ask me why?" Gojo Satoru's tone was full of expectation.

Ji Jiang turned his head and said sullenly, "Not interested."

She understands that she really likes the other person, but she can't express her love boldly like Junpei to the person she likes. Even when giving gifts, she will choose to express her thoughts in such a subtle way that if she lets others know, she will definitely be laughed at. .

If it was someone else, she might be able to tell.

But that person is Gojo Satoru.

Wujo Wu is someone who has repeatedly broken her cognition. For Ji Jiang, Wujo Wu represents a complete unknown.

Even if you can see his quantified affection, you can't understand him personally.After coming to the present world, Gojo Satoru's favorability rose very quickly at first, as fast as a building without a foundation, looking crumbling, and later became so casual as if he was usually dealing with other people. There are no rules.

Even if it is Aizen, she can see the other party's indifference from the other party's favorability bar and gentle appearance, so as to avoid the other party.But Gojo Satoru was different from everyone she had ever met.

Just like the question just now, if she continues to ask.If it is someone who has lost half of the other favorability bars, they may answer "I want to hold an umbrella together".

But if you put this question on Gojo Satoru, there will be endless possibilities, maybe you will get an answer like "Because I want to see if you will get wet in the rain".

Although she likes him, she really doesn't understand him.

It was like the rainwater that was automatically separated by the infinite magic formula, as if she couldn't understand the inner nature of this person no matter what.

In retrospect, Ji Jiang found that the closest he came to understanding him was when he lifted his spell on the bank of the river at dusk.

At that time, he revealed his true feelings.

Gojo Satoru was someone she couldn't easily understand in this world, like a super-class puzzle that appeared in the test paper.

Uneasy because of the unknown.

Ji Jiang suddenly wanted to ask the other party a question.

She stretched out her hand and tugged on the sleeve of Wujo's hand holding the umbrella, raised her head halfway, and said, "Why did you ask me that question the day you went to see Youruhito?"

Gojo Satoru's movements stopped.

He lowered his head, looked at those eyes that did not look in other directions this time, but only looked at himself seriously, for a moment he forgot the reasons that seemed to be readily available.

"Can I look you in the eyes and hear your answer?"

When Wujo Wu didn't answer, Ji Jiang stared at the sunglasses covering Wujo Wu's eyes, as if forgetting the favorability bar she could see, and stared at Wujo Wu's face completely, and added.

The umbrella tilted slightly in the direction of Ji Jiang, covering her whole body in the umbrella, Gojo Satoru slowly lowered his head, his white hair tail drooping, and his voice was hoarse: "Yes."

Like a ghost, Ji Jiang stretched out his hand and took off the pair of sunglasses in front of him for the other party, and then met the pair of blue pupils with slightly upturned corners of the eyes, the smile of the stars, and no dust in the night .

Raindrops bounced off the tightly stretched umbrella, and Ji Jiang felt surrounded by the sound of rain, but in front of him was indeed a bright and bright galaxy, flowing slowly, like fate.This wasn't the first time she saw Gojo Satoru's eyes, but it was the most fascinating one.

"Xiao Jijiang guess the reason?" he said.

"I just want to hear your answer." Ji Jiang looked at the other party without a trace of dodge.

The white-haired conjurer slowly lowered his eyes, and suddenly chuckled: "What if I lie to you?"

"I'll take it."

"So, are you going to lie to me?"

Since she couldn't come up with the answer, she asked him directly, no matter the answer was true or false, she would accept it.

Early in the morning, Ji Jiang woke up listlessly, and after washing tiredly, he saw Anna and her companions having breakfast in the hall.

"Morning, Kuchiki, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Ji Jiang's slumped look, Ma Cangye asked worriedly.

Ji Jiang glanced at the sumptuous breakfast at Ma Cang's house, and didn't dare to stay for long, and ran out without saying a word.

After getting a taxi last night, she was taken by Gojo Satoru to experience the off-duty culture of human beings in the present world, and ran to one stall after another to drink non-alcoholic drinks.

God knows what she ate afterwards.In short, all the sequelae appeared after waking up today, and I felt nauseous when I saw what I ate.

Ji Jiang suspected that his body might have been stretched to pieces.

She sat on the verandah for a while to breathe, and felt better,