After teasing the dog, he got fucked

Perhaps Kokoto's prayers helped, and Tomoki did not encounter any emergencies until he returned to the High School of Magic.

But it could also be that he doesn't have the heart to pay attention to other things.

The dog curly spine touched the spider silk wrapped around his neck, pursed his lips, and stepped into the school gate.

Along the way, he was on his way as fast as he could, and he even responded to messages from his classmates in the gaps on the tram.

As soon as he returned to school, he was called by Gojo Satoru who hurried back.

"Tell me what happened?"

Gojo Satoru smiled and took out the packaged buttered potatoes, and handed them to the dog Jujuji.

At the same time, he patted the back of the blond conjurer next to him, almost spilling the can of beer in his hand.

"Qi Hai also listen to it and watch it, after all, maybe he will meet that curse spirit face to face."

Jianren Qihai pressed the center of his eyebrows, feeling deeply exhausted: "From the moment you received the message, you have been rushing to rush to work, and now it's time to get off work when you need to rest."

If he hadn't been able to break free from Wujo Wu's pull immediately, he would never have followed Wujo Wu back to the high school.

Nights after work should be spent resting.

Especially if you have completed a job that requires you to get along with Wujo Satoru, you need to take a good rest.

Amid Qihai Jianren's complaints, Gou Juanji took the buttered potatoes from Wu Wu.

He looked at it, and finally chose to sit on the other side of Gojo Satoru.

Holding the small bamboo fork that came with it, Goujuanji tried to explain what happened from the very beginning.

But it was inevitable that...

Noticing the sudden reddening of the ear tips of the dog's curly spines, Gojo Satoru frowned and asked "Huh?"

Immediately, with a cold snort, he decisively took the buttered potato out of the dog's hand.

"You don't have any more." Gojo Satoru dug out a spoonful of buttered potatoes, "The report should be at least [-]—or [-] words, and it should be handed over to my desk before [-]:[-] tomorrow morning."

Three thousand words can still be written by gritting your teeth, but it will be handed in at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning...

As soon as he thought that he would get up early tomorrow, Gou Juanji lost all thoughts.

He answered "salmon" aggrievedly and scratched his hair with a headache.

Noticing the reaction of the dog curly thorn, Jianren Qihai stopped drinking: "Is this a bit too much?"

The [-]-word report has to be handed in tomorrow morning.

Who reads this and doesn't say that the time is tight and the task is heavy?

Wujo Wuman didn't care: "Not much, not much. Absolutely not much."

He devoured a portion of buttered potatoes in two or three bites, and put away the rubbish with displeasure.

"I still think it's missing." He smacked his lips even more dissatisfied.

But these details can be mentioned later.

The most important thing now is to figure out the situation of the super magic spirit that suddenly appeared.

"Kokohu said that she had nothing to say to me. Although she had a similar attitude before, this time her tone was different."

Gojo Satoru took out the juice from the shopping bag, unscrewed it and took a big gulp.

"...Is it [Restraint]?"

Kokodo would think of calling himself over, and there was no reason why he would not explain the relevant information clearly.

The only reason for her to choose to keep silent is [Restraint].

Whether it's the knotweed Yuren or the dog curling spines, their strengths are all clear to Wujo Wu.

In that case, the two-faced Su Nuo would not choose to help the knotweed Youren.

So the way to keep all three of them alive...

Gojo Satoru stretched his hand to the back of his neck and pinched it: "What did she do?"

"... Mentaiko." Gou Juanji also knew that these were inconvenient contents to be included in the report.

But Mikoto is just an ordinary person.

The troubles between her and the real person should be solved by these magicians no matter what.

But at this moment, in the bar run by Yinshengu Yaqian's former partner, Kokoto looked at the real person who suddenly appeared and sighed secretly.

She opened the refrigerator behind the bar and said calmly, "How did you find it?"

As she spoke, she found some butterfly pea flowers, as well as lemon juice and pomegranate molasses for the drink.

After boiling a cup of butterfly pea flower water, Kokobe added some pomegranate syrup.

Then she poured such a glass of light blue water into the glass dripping with lemon juice.

A dreamy purple that suddenly rises and fills the bottom of the glass.

Swirl along with the undissolved syrup.

Like a night sky so clear you can see the stars.

"Drink." Kokoto pushed the prepared drink towards the real person, "If you can drink it."

The real person picked up the straw on the side with great interest and used it as a stirring rod.

He looked around as he stirred the whole glass into lavender.

"So that's how it is..." He didn't answer Kokodo's first question, but just sighed with emotion, "But we are also different from these non-human beings?"

"What difference could it make?"

Kokobe took out the cinnamon, lit it and put it on a plate.

She stirred the ice glass, absent-mindedly going about her business.

"As long as you can think and communicate, you are equal. As for the purpose of existence and the form of existence, I can't change any of them."

"From this point of view, whether it's them monsters or you curse spirits, what difference does it make to me?"

Pouring off the melted ice water, Kokobe poured Scotch whiskey and almond liqueur into a glass and mixed.

"But—" She slowly raised her glass and took a sip, "Do you have money to pay the bill?"

The real person's hand stirring the drink paused.

Interest mixed with a bit of surprise, he asked back: "You want to take my money?"

"Ok?"

Kokoto also pointed to the cup in front of the other party in puzzlement.

"You can't just want to eat the overlord's meal just because you are a curse spirit."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the real person suddenly laughed: "I probably understand."

He smiled and threw away the straw in his hand, put his chin on his hands, and looked at Kokobe.

"You really are more fun than I thought."

Looking at the clock hanging in the shop, the real person pouted.

He drank his drink in one gulp and waved his hands casually.

"I was reminded to clean it up, but I feel that it would be more interesting to keep you."

Masato said as he stepped out of the store.

"As for the money, let Xiayou give it to you later." He tilted his head and smiled, "Anyway, there will be this opportunity soon!"

Wait, summer oil?Is it the summer oil she knows?

Kokoto was taken aback by this unexpected name, and missed a good time to ask Masato for clarification.

But as the real person said, the chance to meet again came much sooner than she thought.

After only a week or so, Kokoto got an invitation from Gojo Satoru just after finishing his class.

"How did the invitation to my birthday party, given by the president of the Huajiu Society, end up in your hands?"

Kokoto opened the envelope dubiously, and double-checked who the name written on it was.

"And... this has never been my responsibility."

Ever since Mr. Mori became the leader, Koyo Ozaki has always been in charge of attending such banquets.

And the invitation will not be sent directly to someone, it will only be signed by the Port Mafia.

The specific attendance has always been determined by the port mafia itself.

This was the first time that the other party named someone to attend the banquet.

"Then let's say..." Gojo Wu stood aside and rubbed his chin with his hips akimbo, "Isn't it an obvious Hongmen banquet?"

Needless to say, she knows this kind of thing.

Kokoto glanced at him indifferently, took out his mobile phone, and made a call: "Hongye?"

"Kokodo?" Koye Ozaki was surprised when he received the call, "Do you need any help from my concubine?"

Kokodo didn't waste any time, and said bluntly: "I have received the invitation letter from Huajiuhui, and the name is indeed written on me."

"What's wrong with them? Also, what's the general form of the banquet?"

After all, he is a cadre in charge of intelligence, and Koyo Ozaki knows the inside story of other organizations.

"The son of the president of the Huajiuhui was killed four days ago. The attacker is suspected to be Lin Xianming, the former top killer within the organization. Since then, the temperament of the president of the Huajiuhui has changed drastically."

After a second pause, she said helplessly, "What did you do? Didn't you expect this to happen before you acted?"

"Of course this is expected." Kokohu said indifferently, "I knew he would find me."

"But what is surprising is that instead of sending the invitation to the Port Mafia, they sent it to the High School of Conjuration."

This made her have to care.

"As for what I did..."

Kokoto let out a "huh", and the corner of his mouth curled up in mockery.

"I just contacted Lin Xianming and asked him to meet his younger sister Lin Qiaomei."

There will be the current end, all Harada Shoichi and Hua Jiu will do it themselves, who can blame this?

But she would intervene, so naturally she has her own considerations.

Lin Xianming, who is a top assassin, rebelled against the Ninth China Association, which was enough to greatly damage the strength of the Nineth China Association.

Coupled with grief and anger, it is not surprising that President Harada would make a decision that is crazy enough to destroy the organization.

In this way, it is logical for the port mafia to intervene in Hakata's affairs.

And all these things can be easily achieved if she let the brothers and sisters of the Lin family recognize each other.

Why not?

Koyo Ozaki sighed: "The Huajiuhui has always been held in the form of a dance party. Everyone must bring a dance partner. Presumably there will be no change this year."

partner...?

In fact, it is to let the guests bring enough security, right?

Kokoto suddenly had a headache: "Has Chuya been busy lately?"

"He went to Italy." Koye Ozaki also had a headache, "There are not so many people who fit your habits, so why don't you bring Q?"

"Q is too uncontrollable. I'm not Dazai, so I can't control the range of his damage." Kokoto resolutely rejected it.

"Then... Dazai?"

"Not to mention that his strength is comparable to mine." Kokobe vetoed again, "How could I invite my ex-boyfriend as a dance partner? A qualified ex-boyfriend should be as dead as dead."

What Koyo Ozaki suggested was rejected, but Mikoto thought of a more suitable candidate at this moment.

She hung up the phone hastily, ignoring Gojo Satoru who was following her, and pushed open the door of the classroom.

Thanks to the time until the next class, no one has chosen to leave yet.

And more suitable candidates are also among them.

Kokoto leaned against the door frame and put the invitation card against his chin: "Tagi, can you dance ballroom dancing? It's better to be waltz or foxtrot, but cha cha, tango, rumba and so on should be fine too."

Ballroom dancing was never taught in school, and there was no need to teach ballroom dancing at home.

So the dog curly spine could only purse his lips, and shook his head slightly.

But Mikoto didn't care.

She fanned the invitation in her hand, and easily decided what to do with all the free time that Gou Juicing would use.

"It's okay, you can learn."

The author says:

Preview of the next chapter: Wujo Wu: Why do you have to choose the thorn?Can't I?I can ballroom dance, huh?Not to mention, I'm taller than you, so the picture is more harmonious, right? !

Because of his height, Jum silently covered his knees.

Juan (inner OS): Gan!

感谢在2021-12-1801:19:02~2021-12-1923:11:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Ah Qing 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Jixuan 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!