After teasing the dog, he got fucked

Ignoring the question of titles with Mikoto, Gou Juanji only nodded slightly and prepared to run towards the direction where the curse spirits gathered.

However, just as he turned around, he was stopped by Kokodo.

"Are you going to run over to look for it like this? When will you find it?"

Kokoto re-locked the small door and waved at him.

"Let's go to the monitoring room first."

"Muyuhua (the magic spirit is invisible to ordinary surveillance)." Dog Juicing shook his head and refused.

If you really go to the monitoring room first, I'm afraid the existing group will attract more curse spirits.

Seeing him shaking his head, Kokodo could also guess the meaning of "Muyuhua".

She took off the gold-rimmed glasses she had just put on with one hand, and waved them in front of him.

"With this, I will still use ordinary monitoring?"

This is the spell tool she obtained after vigorously squeezing the spell tool master she found.

Just because of the quantity she got in the end, after the transaction was over, the other party was completely determined not to accept her orders again.

The attitude is the kind of firmness of "no matter how much money there is".

"All the public places I manage have replaced a batch of surveillance cameras. The lenses used for imaging have all been replaced with this type that can see spell spirits."

Putting on his glasses again, Kokoto walked in front without haste.

"You should also know that there is such a spell, right?"

You know, you know, it's the first time I've seen such a large-scale one.

The dog curly stick touched the tip of his nose, and replied dryly: "Salmon."

He remembered that Maki's glasses were not cheap, so wouldn't the cameras in the entire shopping mall be more expensive?

As if knowing the question in his heart, Kokoto directly pushed open the door of the monitoring room.

She tapped on the keyboard without looking up, "No matter what method is used, a problem with a solution is not a problem."

As for whether this plan is intimidation or temptation, does it matter much?

Following Mikoto's operation, a large group of curse spirits appeared on the monitor screen.

Surveillance screens showed their entrenched positions.

That's the basement floor of the mall, near the parking lot.

After finding the curse spirit, the dog curly thorn naturally did not procrastinate.

He took a picture of the escape route map posted on the wall, and while walking outside, he planned the fastest route to get there.

Before going out, he suddenly paused for a second.

People who understand and can use spells...should also use spells, right?

And she doesn't look like she doesn't know anything about the magic world.

Probably, should, maybe be able to protect themselves?

"Why did you stop?"

Kazuki, who had his back turned to Kokoto, couldn't see her expression, so he had to look back.

The woman crossed her legs leisurely, as if they were not actually here to cast off the curse, but to go shopping.

With her back to the light, people can only judge her mood by the tone of voice.

"Could it be that...you might need a throat lozenge?"

As she spoke, she took out a bottle from nowhere and threw it over.

Catching the small glass bottle, Gou Juji pursed his lips, turned around and left without hesitation.

Judging by her attitude, at least her ability to protect herself is acceptable.

Then you just need to solve the root of the problem.

The boy's figure disappeared outside the door and appeared on the surveillance screen again.

Kokoto rested his chin with one hand and stared at the small figure on the screen.

The villain on the screen arrived at the destination smoothly.

With the movement of his collar, the black curse spirit group on the other side of the screen disappeared without leaving a trace.

In fact, looking at it from another angle, it even looks a bit like a computer game like "Super Mario".

Apart from the fact that the protagonist will act on his own, the difference is not that big.

Kokoto was amused by his rambling associations.

She held back her unnecessary smile and called the person in charge of the mall.

"Mingguang operates normally in the afternoon."

She was about to hang up, but then she remembered something, and then added.

"By the way, prepare some spring and summer men's clothes, size M, and wear them in the past two or three months, and send them to my apartment."

Too lazy to listen to the person in charge's obsequious promises, Mikoto terminated the call decisively.

She hummed a song boredly, and tapped her fingers on the table.

The dog Curly Thorn on the screen is walking slowly on the way back.

He reached into his pocket, and the first thing he touched was the bottle of throat medicine that had been warmed by his body temperature.

Pausing for a moment, he finally missed the throat medicine, took out his mobile phone instead, clicked on the private message, and poked into the top dialog box.

All the way to delete, delete, change, change, delete, delete.

Even though he had reached the door of the monitoring room, the dog curled spine couldn't say what he wanted to say.

No matter how sincere words are, they have limitations, and this is especially obvious in him.

Temporarily giving up the invitation, Goujuanji put away his mobile phone and pushed open the door of the monitoring room.

When he heard the soft singing in the room, he only felt that it was very familiar, but he couldn't remember why for a while.

However, when he wanted to think about it carefully, the woman on the swivel chair also noticed his arrival.

The singing stopped abruptly, replaced by the sound of Kokobe's high heels.

As she walked, she said, "It's not enough just to exorcise the curse, there is also a long-term treatment."

With that said, she called up the photo album and handed out the phone.

A familiar spell was drawn on the screen of the mobile phone handed to him.

Curlthorn remembered that it was the same as the charms used in the small room.

If this is the long-term processing...

Why would you give it to him who is still a novice in spells?

Can't she do it herself?

Curly the dog looked up, looking directly into her eyes behind the glasses.

That swipe of azure is slightly familiar, as if it has been seen somewhere, but it is not so similar.

Maybe it's because the mole at the corner of the eye is too dazzling, so people can easily ignore this familiarity.

It's just that that's not the point right now.

He put this inexplicable familiarity behind him in the blink of an eye, "Tuna?"

"Although I don't understand what 'tuna' means, but I guess..." Kokoto closed his eyelids, "I want to ask why this matter is entrusted to you?"

"The reason is very simple."

She suddenly laughed, with a look of helplessness in her eyes.

"I'm just an ordinary person."

"There is no spell, the power of the spell is not high, and even the spirit of the spell can only vaguely see the shadow."

"Just ordinary people like that."

Immediately she raised her eyes, her attitude became more serious: "So from the perspective of saving costs, I will teach you and then let you paint is the best solution to get twice the result with half the effort."

If she did it like in the past, the price-to-performance ratio would be unbearably low.

A second later, Curlythorn blinked.

Only then did he realize a very important thing.

Taking out the phone as quickly as possible, he typed: [Then do you know "account"? ]

Looking at this line of writing, Mikoto smiled brightly.

"I know." She nodded first, then shook her head, "But there is no arrangement."

Kokoto stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his left hand together and put them in front of his lips.

Squinting her left eye, she flew out of the wink habitually, and her tone was almost coquettish.

"I have to arrange it, don't you think?"

If the cost of setting up the "tent" is not so high, she might arrange one for the child.

But the fact is that it is not as cost-effective to set up "accounts" at all.

Not to mention the reasons are readily available.

"After all, I'm just an ordinary person, and I can't do that much." Kokoto rolled his eyes, his righteousness was terrifying.

She didn't add slowly until she found that the dog's eyes were empty, "But don't worry, there will be no problem."

Hearing this, Gou Juanji came back to his senses.

He raised his head slightly, realizing for the first time that Kokobe wearing high heels was half a head taller than himself.

Facing the suspicious eyes of the dog curly, Kokoto calmly said: "This is Yokohama."

In any other place, she would not have such confidence.

But in Yokohama, this is not difficult to do.

Convincing as it should be.

It's normal to be calm and waveless.

It's hard to question her "this is Yokohama" attitude.

Turning his face away for no reason, the dog curly thorn whispered "salmon" and did not speak again.

He put his hands in his pockets and silently followed behind Kokobe.

"I believe that after what happened just now, you also know what you are going to do in Yokohama, right?"

The sound of high heels hitting the ground echoed in the corridor, which coincided with Kokoto's casual tone.

"Exorcise the curse spirit, and then arrange the spells as required. Other than that, join me in solving the spell incidents handed over by the detective agency."

"Basically, these are the contents. If there is no doubt, I will take you to the residence to have a look."

"Okapi (it doesn't matter if you don't draw a spell right away)?" The dog curly thorn glanced at the small door that had just passed.

He thought he was about to start studying now.

"Huh?" Kokoto glanced back at him, "What does Okuta mean?"

"Could it be that you want to finish it now?"

She shook her hand, raising her eyebrows in surprise.

"Silly boy, the work will never be finished, so what are you in a hurry for?"

With that said, she walked to the car in two or three steps and unlocked the car.

The dog curly spine was at a loss for words for a while, so he had to follow him into the car.

After casually coping with Mikoto's question "Do you mind the smell of cigarettes?", he turned the screen where he had typed to Mikoto.

"where do you live?"

Kokoto put away the lighter and casually glanced at the screen.

With two fingers on the filter of the lady's cigarette, she decisively crushed the popping beads, then took the cigarette between her teeth and started the sports car.

"Of course it's the guest bedroom."

Hearing this answer, Gou Juanji turned to look at her in a daze with a hint of shock.

In the dark underground parking lot, only the burning cigarettes flickered on and off, and the fire at the top was too faint to be seen.

The strong mint smell permeated the cabin.

Spicy and refreshing, it perfectly conceals the unobvious smell of smoke.

Kokoto opened the hood to prevent the smell of smoke from getting on him.

As if noticing his doubts, she glanced at him lightly, and said with a smile: "What? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"It seems that compared with you, I should be the weaker one?"

The moment she drove out of the parking lot, the bright sun shone on her face, making the moles in the corners of her eyes seem to be shining.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her tone half teasing and half warning.

"However, I believe you will be a good boy who makes people worry, right?"

The whispers in her ears were not as clear as her words.

What should he answer?

Or is it better not to answer?

The dog Curly Thorn suddenly turned his head away in a panic, facing out of the window.

The author says:

Vol, do you know how many people want to live under the same roof as Kokodo?

Be lucky, if you are not a student of Gojo Satoru, you will be thrown into the hotel to fend for yourself 233333

In case the lemon blows up the hotel, or other incidents, you have to deal with it yourself 233333