When Qi Mu's super power defected

After I came out of the dungeon, I was stalked by Gojo Satoru.

Of course, I have been solving the follow-up of the astral body incident. After I exposed my superpowers, he hasn’t seen me for a long time (a long time refers to a day), and his shock curiosity and hidden vigilance have not yet disappeared. I was relieved, I was thinking about why Pixiong hadn't come back and where Pixiong went, whatever I was doing, my heart was so itchy that I was the only one on my mind.

[Are you free? ]I asked him.

"That's right." He admitted as a matter of course, "I haven't had exorcism missions in the past few days. I have opened two days in a row to deal with the Cursed Master Group without a lower limit. I'm on break now."

[Then you should test your newly realized spells more often. ]

"I have something more to test now."

He brought his face closer to me again, and I have confirmed countless times that his skin is as smooth as a peeled egg, maybe because he is not exposed to ultraviolet radiation when he is open?

[No time, I will pick up my son now. ]

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "You have adapted too quickly!"

[if not? ]

He pointed to himself, "Is the son you haven't met more important than me?"

[Why are you comparing yourself to my son? ] I looked at him puzzled, [that's not comparable at all. ]

My directivity was so obvious that Gojo Satoru could hear it immediately: Compared with his son, he lost.

But he is not such a character who is easily attacked. He directly ignored the topic just now and said, "Show me again, your super power."

[Shown many times. ] I said to him, [It's so boring to take the initiative to reveal your bottom. ]

He immediately began to conceive the one hundred and eight tricks to attack me in his mind.

While thinking about it, he asked me something else, pretending to be serious, "Are you born with superpowers?"

[Yes. ]

We passed by the corridor of the college, it was still morning, so the sun was soft, thoughtful people would think it was a comfort for the rest of their lives, because those who are with death often talk about not being able to see the newborn sun side.

At a coincident angle, the light fell into my eyes, and I squinted subconsciously.

(...It's still pretty good...)

I:[……]

I turned my head and glanced at Gojo Satoru, and suddenly I met those clear blue eyes, which contained closeness to the same period and keen exploration.

He and I chatted one after another, "Then your parents..." Here he refers to my adoptive parents.

[Very good, didn't send me to the institute. ] I know what he said, he is now wondering what kind of experience can create a personality like me, [but I was caught by the research institute when I was a child, but I accidentally destroyed it. ]

Gojo Satoru's footsteps paused without a trace.

He was walking by my side, and I could feel his hidden gaze falling on me from time to time.

"Why can the Gojo family give birth to superhumans?"

[Are you going to ask about the gene sequence? ]

Gojo Satoru's thoughts drifted to a deeper and darker place, "If they find out about this, they will secretly conduct human experiments...in order to regenerate you."

My existence is too special and unique in this world.

Possessing extraordinary spells can gain a lot of sight, and everyone will give him the title of genius, and possessing unreasonable multiple superpowers is terrifying to the point of being a monster that subverts cognition.

Six Eyes brought him an amount of information that ordinary people couldn't get. Gojo Satoru had almost absolute trust in himself and Six Eyes, and he could even be called conceited.But he can't see through my secret like this.

If I put it on someone else, I might be wanted by the whole magic circle. Those diehard conservatives who are self-styled and timid will really do this kind of thing, but Gojo Satoru is different.

That's why he stood in front of me, with a very natural attitude, as if nothing happened, and communicated with me like a close friend.

who are you?

Why has such a powerful force.Why hide your identity.

What is your motivation, what is your position?

As a cultivated Patriarch, Gojo Satoru's level of conspiracy theory is not low, and he is also very serious about major issues. Even if he always hides it with a frivolous and perverse attitude, but a little closer, you can find that he is wise and sharp inside. The strongest in the magic world.

hiss.

I bit my lower lip in displeasure,

Why do I feel so handsome by him?

Gojo Satoru followed me all the way to my dormitory.

I opened the door and he slid in.

[Do you have a habit of watching people change clothes? ]

"You still need to change clothes? This one is not very good."

[Too casual and frivolous, not like a mature and reliable adult. ] I am not very satisfied.

Gojo Satoru looked at my room with great interest. From the outside, my room was still the same as before, with very few personal belongings, as if it was just a temporary foothold. There were no posters on the walls, and even decorations on the table. None, but there are a few books. There is no seasoning in the private kitchenette, let alone traces of use. The floor is spotless as expected, and from some details, such as the dead corner of the room, the edge of the bed, the room's The owner is still a bit of a clean freak.

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "This is the room for people with super powers."

[You really don't have any grievances about my change of address. ]

I walked past him, Wutiao Wu resolutely went to look under my bed,

[Can't find anything. ]

"Not even a game." He pulled the chair beside him and sat down in frustration, propped himself up and looked at me,

[No one is playing games with me, what do I buy that for? ]

I opened my closet, Gojo Satoru was almost blinded by my crush.

He: "... what is this?"

[Clothes. ]

"No, I didn't mean that, when did you..."

Because I have no money or time to buy clothes and jewelry in this world, I brought half of the wall in my leader's lounge.At that time, I was carrying the closet, with the posture of leaving home as soon as I said it, and I was speechless for a while.

He asked softly when I was about to teleport, "Pixiong, is there anything that attracts you over there?"

My behavior does mean that I want to stay there seriously.

I carried the wardrobe and walked up to Osamu Dazai, and pinched his unhappy face uncontrollably.

[It’s a more serious matter than I imagined, but I will still come back on time, and I will let you know in advance if there is any situation. ]

The angle of view was pulled back to my dormitory, and I did not chase Gojo Gojo away, because I thought that although he often wore the uniform of a high school, he still had a good eye for regular uniforms. I took out two sets of clothes and asked him seriously, [see Will children look more stable in suits? ]

Gojo Satoru: "...But I don't think you look good in a suit."

[Um? ]

"It's rigid, it's boring, it doesn't work!"

[That's right, it should be more cordial when facing children. ]

But I want to correct him, [I look good in any clothes. ] My subordinates can often call me the majestic leader.

"Hahahaha, you were very dirty when you wore the previous uniform."

I:"……"

Kusuo, he mocked the uniform style of PK High School.

He was right!I think so!

I gave Wujo Wu a thumbs up in my heart, and then opened the analysis mode for the clothes in the whole wardrobe: color, style, matching, how can I make children like it at the first sight?

I don’t know what kind of character Fu Heihui is. In fact, I am very tolerant of children’s personalities. Many angel-like little ghosts have vicious hearts, such as snatching other people’s toys and abusing small animals. They are all human beings. That's all.I agree with the view that nature is inherently evil. Children’s empathy is much lower than that of adults. Their personality needs to be baptized by the environment and time. To borrow a famous Internet saying: Everyone has a devil in their hearts. Let us have better control over him.

All of a sudden, I lowered my expectations for Fu Heihui to the lowest level. I believe I will not be disappointed when I see him.

In the end, I chose my favorite outfit, and I plan to use my most authentic appearance.

I snapped my fingers, and Gojo Gojo, who was about to appreciate my figure with his eyes wide open, twisted and turned to face the wall, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't turn around.

He gritted his teeth, "I suspect that you are jealous of me, so you are as cautious as if you were being molested."

[These two are completely unrelated. ] I complain.

"You sure don't have abs."

[It is not for you to see. ]

Don't look at me like this, I'm also shy, okay? This is different from being shirtless in the locker room or at the beach.

Gojo Satoru couldn't look at me, but he could still talk to me. He knocked on the table in boredom, "Why did you suddenly decide to reveal your superpowers to me? Is it just because I would rather die than obey?"

Is your wording a bit strange?

I tidied my clothes in front of the mirror, and replied, [...to beat you up? ]

"Tut." He clicked his tongue.

Then he raised his lips again, and his voice became brisk and complacent, "So you still trust me."

[My confirmation is the same as your strength. ] At least in this world.

"Even, I am also very confident in my vision."

I looked at him, it's a pity that he is now forced to face me, I can't see his expression and eyes clearly,

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "I don't think I can make a mistake."

Even if I couldn't see it, I guessed that his expression must be high-spirited, and his eyes were clear and soft.

I snapped my fingers, and Wujo Wujo felt lighter.

"Alright?" He turned the chair around, his eyes lit up a little, and then clapped his hands very vigorously, "I think you're not going to meet your son, you're going on a blind date."

I had an inspired expression of approval on my face, [You are right, only sons are not enough, a child needs the role of mother to grow up, I can also have a blind date by the way. ] I said seriously,

Gojo Satoru's applause disappeared,

His whole body petrified like a dried sculpture for two seconds,

He didn't react until he saw the smile in my eyes, "You're kidding again!"

[slightly. ]