Spell Corrosion

How can we calm down the anger of a newly married wife who is about to break up?

Gojo Satoru lay down listlessly on the table.

He didn't fight back yesterday, and then he was mercilessly beaten into the field in front of Kid by Nakaya.

Lord Shinigami, who had seen the scene of domestic violence, slipped away before Zhongyuanzhong remembered him, leaving the entire death room to the two of them, fully fulfilling the belated do not see or listen to evil.

But even if Zhong finished venting his anger yesterday, he ignored him today, and even asked for a separate room last night, leaving him alone in the dormitory that Kid helped arrange.

Now too.

Gojo Satoru stared at a man and a woman over there. Although he knew that it was impossible for Chuka to be interested in Majia, who was only 15 years old, it was still... an eyesore.

"That, is it really okay?" Majia, who was explaining to Nakahara Nakaya, felt that Wujo Wu's gaze was like a light on her back, almost subconsciously, she took another step outside, pulling away from Nakahara Nakaya. Also the distance.

Although Mr. Zhong Yuan looks nice and gentlemanly, he is much more mature and handsome than her partner who talks about being cool every day, but she really has no other ideas!

"Don't worry about him, just keep talking."

Gojo Satoru over there slowly got up from the table and went out from the classroom.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head and glanced at the closed door after he went out.

"Mr. Zhongyuan and Mr. Gojo are having trouble?" Majia saw something with her intuition and the subtle atmosphere between the two.

Especially today, Zhongyuan Zhongyuan no longer wears clothes with stand-up collars. The hickey marks on the white neck under the black collar that extend towards the collarbone are not too obvious.

"I heard from Kid that your partner once fused with black blood, which made you go crazy?" Zhong Yuan changed the subject after confirming that Gojo Satoru was not at the door, but had really walked away.

This is not a secret in Dead Martial Arts, Majia nodded and admitted, "Mr. Zhongyuan has doubts about the resonance under madness?"

Nakahara Nakaya's cobalt blue eyes stayed on the closed classroom door, diverting his gaze from Majia.

I don't know if it's because of anxiety or something else, but the frequency of his eye blinking is much higher than before. Looking at his side face from Majia's perspective, the slender eyelashes vibrate slightly with the blinking of his eyes.

"Arrogance will aggravate all negative emotions, so..." Nakahara also thought of Gojo Satoru's distorted desire for monopoly and predatory, "What about love?"

After Wujo realized the classroom, he went to the special passage of the dead martial arts school and returned to the present world.

The City of Death where the Deadly Martial Arts School is located cannot receive cell phone signal, external communication depends entirely on bows, and internal personnel use mirrors to communicate with each other.

So his cell phone was quite quiet on the day of the death martial arts school.

As soon as he arrived in this world, Gojo Satoru had turned on the shielded cell phone and vibrated twice, and now the only one who could send in messages was Xia Youjie who was not blocked by him.

It took half a minute to read the latest news about Fujisaki sent by Xia Youjie, Gojo Satoru couldn't help curling his lips.

"It looks pretty good."

There is less than a week before the exchange meeting, and in this week, he will at least help fill up the last rift.

Gojo Satoru didn't stay in this world for too long, and dragged Noctua out of the blocking list after buying what he needed.

Ignoring several consecutive emails from the other party and estimating the arrival time of the cruise ship, Gojo Satoru briefly reported the completion of the task, and then smartly wrote at the end that he was going on honeymoon, and the return time was the day of the exchange meeting.

"See you at the Kyoto school!"

After editing the email and pressing the send button, Gojo Satoru happily put Noctua back into the blocking list.

Although he didn't spend much time shopping, the classroom was empty when he returned to the Dead Martial Arts Academy.

Gojo Satoru thought about it, and went to Chuya's room with his things, but he still couldn't find anyone.

If there is nothing here...

Changing the direction and speeding up his pace, Gojo Satoru was in a good mood when he rushed to the door of his room.

The dormitory of the Deadly Martial Arts College has mediocre sound insulation, and the people inside breathe slowly and relaxedly, which is the frequency he has become accustomed to in the past few nights.

Without knocking on the door, Gojo Satoru unscrewed the door lightly and went in.

果不其然，昨天才气炸，暴揍了自己的恋人侧躺在床上，窗帘没拉，阳光给他镀上了一层温暖的金光，整个人安静下来后那张本来就显小的脸就更稚气了a bit.

The posture of curled legs makes people want to hold him in their arms.

Unexpectedly, Zhong would take the initiative to talk to him first.

Gojo Satoru put on his slippers and put his things on the desk. He just wanted to put that tempting idea into action and take a relaxing nap, but he walked from the desk to the bed, and the person on the bed woke up.

"Did I wake you up?" Gojo Satoru sighed regretfully in his heart as he watched the eyes turn from foggy to sober.

"I didn't sleep very well." Nakahara Nakaya propped up his upper body, and after Gojo Gojo said "Oh" in disappointment, he hooked his fingers at him, "Low your head."

After Gojo Satoru obediently came over, he lightly pressed a kiss on the smiling lips of the other party.

"What did you go out to buy?" Nakahara Nakata pushed Gojo Satoru, who rushed forward, in disgust, "...Hey! Didn't you get beaten enough yesterday?"

Before that hand reached into his clothes, Nakahara also held down his wrist.

"Chuya, I think..."

"No, you don't want to." Nakahara Nakaya stared at Gojo Satoru blankly for half a minute, and finally turned his head, "Not even recently."

Wujo Satoru was puzzled: "Isn't it only girls who have special periods?"

"Boom!" With a sound, Nakahara stepped on Gojo Satoru who had been thrown to the ground by him, his cheeks were flushed with a thin layer of red, and his cobalt blue eyes were astonishingly bright with anger when he stared fiercely at him.

"Idiot! Try it and see if it won't swell after being done for three days!"

Kid outside the door who was about to knock on the door: ...

I really didn't mean it, I just came here by accident...

When he sat in the meeting room again, Kid didn't look at the two people opposite him, but just stared down at the table, and then he finished talking about the recent news from Gong Zi like reciting a manuscript.

"I have also received a message from Jie."

When Gojo Satoru spoke, his voice was a bit slurred because of his swollen cheeks, but this time he neither gasped for misery, nor leaned over to pretend to be pitiful, but spoke seriously.

It's normal except that I didn't use the inversion technique to heal my face.

"The reason why Hiroto Fujisaki dealt with me in advance is probably because his identity as a warlock who can create spell spirits was exposed." Wujo Satoru clicked his tongue, "He doesn't have much time left for this identity."

This identity will be punished by the gods of Gao Tianyuan.

In fact, he didn't like the gang of gods in the sky.

If it weren't for these gods standing by and watching, the curse wouldn't be so rampant.

Obviously this should be their job.

"There is also news about the super class that caused Tanaka Ryoko's soul to mutate, and was transformed from a human into a curse spirit. It is a curse that was born out of human fear. The spell is to transform the soul of the contacted object through contact. It is a person with a face. The human-shaped curse spirit of the stitching thread, the name is Daoist."

Gojo Satoru briefly recounted the content of today's email, "The created army of curse spirits, a super class that almost kills people outside the anti-death martial arts school, the magician killer who came back from the underworld, and what you said A few sophomores with solid evidence of rebellion, and almost half of the high school seniors, this is all he has prepared for the exchange meeting."

"What's your attitude?" Nakahara Zhong also looked at Kid who was sitting opposite.

Compared with before entering Gojo Satoru's room, Nakahara Nakaya had an extra black bowler hat on his head, with a simple silver chain on the side, which matched his clothing style as a whole.

Kid's response was a list and appointment documents that were pushed in front of Chuya Zhongyuan.

"All the damn thing's on it, and the executioner's letter of appointment."