It's a power, not a spell

The car ran off the road without railings.

The two people in the car left their seats to varying degrees due to weightlessness.

The boy's orange hair flutters and is soft in texture, but his eyes are as sharp as blades. His cold murderous aura makes him look extremely aggressive, and he has a lot of "say it again and you will be speechless again" the meaning of.

"It might not touch the ground." Gojo Satoru said in a declarative tone, "But there should be a model suitable for Chuya, and I will pay close attention to it."

……what.

"No. Need. Need." Nakahara Zhongya read every word, because the car was Yidichi's sake, he didn't make a move, but there were a few sunken finger marks on the steering wheel, "I'm still in the growth stage, this This time is definitely much higher than yours!"

"Is that so, then I'm looking forward to what Chuya will look like when he grows up."

"Ah, just wait and look up to me, bastard."

The car body was covered with red light, and the sense of weightlessness left him. Gojo Satoru leaned his head back on the chair back, looking forward to Nakahara Nakaya's adult appearance.

It should be very handsome, after all, the child's face is already very delicate now, but because of his age, he looks more cute.Hmm... There must be many girls who like it, but they don't have a chance.

If I want to be Chuya's girlfriend, at least in terms of appearance, the minimum standard is to be like him.Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing for two people to stand together.

"Hey, what type of girl does Chuuya like?"

"Ah?" Why did the topic suddenly change here?

Zhong Yuan Zhong also subconsciously thought about what he said, and replied casually, "Independent, powerful." Sister Hongye looks like that.

Gojo Satoru looked at the roof of the car, and missed the flash of nostalgia in the boy's eyes. He continued to think, to be Chuya's girlfriend, the second condition is to beat himself in physical skills—otherwise Chuya wants to You can't enjoy yourself even if you want to be active.

"Why do you suddenly ask this, are you in love?"

"Huh? I've been in love all along."

Nakahara Chuya straightened his back and looked at Gojo Satoru in shock, "Who is so..." Blind?

So it's not good to say that a girl is not good, he calmed down his complicated mood, and asked another way, "Who are you in love with?"

"It's my dear Miss Sweets. I'm on a date every day! By the way, my current love is shell cake."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Oh, what a waste of his ten seconds in Yangjian.

Sure enough, people like Wujo Satoru can't be expected to say anything normal. Nakahara Chuya has already started to regret it now. The food in the school cafeteria is actually quite good.

It’s getting dark now, and it’s the time when Tokyo’s nightlife begins, with vehicles coming and going on the road, and crowds of people on the side of the road hanging out in groups of twos, all out to play.

So Zhongyuan Zhongye ran into the traffic police not long after he entered the city.

Gojo Satoru looked at the traffic police who were checking for drunk driving in front of him, and thought for a while, "I haven't tasted the food at the police station yet, so I don't know if it's good or not."

A minor is driving a car, and there is an adult next to him. It is estimated that the two of them may be arrested together. Zhongyuanzhong is also conducting ideological education, so he may not be sure.

"I didn't come here with you so late to eat the special meal provided by the police station." Zhongyuan Zhong also twitched his lips, he didn't want to have any contact with the police anymore.

Having already checked the car in front, the traffic policeman looked at their car, the street lights were bright, he easily noticed Zhong Yuanzhong's too young face, but he hadn't had time to knock on the window.Zhong Yuanzhong also saw the gap, turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car rushed out with a 'swish'.

"...What are you doing in a daze, chase after me!"

The black car snakes through the crowded lane like a snake. The driving skills of the traffic police chasing behind are obviously not as good as that of Zhongyuan Zhongye. Lost at an intersection.

'boom'.

"Underage driving, obstructing official duties, speeding, running red lights—" He slammed the steering wheel bitterly, and the traffic policeman was very angry. I'm afraid it's another kid from a rich family looking for excitement. "Remember the license plate number, contact other teams, Stop this car if you see it!"

Absolutely catch the person and give him a lesson, and the one sitting in the co-pilot, let the underage drive dangerously, and he must not let it go.

Yi Dizhi, the real owner of the car: "Ah, Ah Choo!"

There is an inexplicable bad feeling.

"Hey! The car in front, stop now! Repeat, stop now!" A few blocks later, the annoying traffic police appeared again, but not the same group as the first time.

Chuya Zhongya: "Tsk." Trouble.

Hearing the other party's yelling, Gojo Satoru found it very interesting. He lowered the car window, and the cold night wind blew in with sporadic snowflakes. On Bai Jie's forehead, he didn't wear sunglasses, and a pair of pale eyes were exposed.

Taking advantage of the big turn, when his car was parallel to the police, Wujo Wu pinched his lower eyelids with his fingers, turned his eyes upwards, stuck out his tongue and made a grimace.

"Catch up if you can, idiot—"

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him and sneered, "Childish."

"It's called having a childlike innocence. A man will be a teenager until he dies. Zhong shouldn't always look very mature."

The traffic policeman was obviously very angry. His driving skills were much better than the last one, and with the buff bonus of anger, he suddenly bit them tightly behind.

Zhong Yuanzhong also re-engaged the gear, and then stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the speed of the car increased by more than one level.And the police cars at the back followed suit, and were even much faster than them, which seemed to have been upgraded.

There is no way around the performance problem, and Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, and decided to get rid of it by operation.

"Wow, exciting!" Gojo Satoru swayed left and right with the movement of the vehicle, and the neon lights on both sides of the street fell into his eyes like diamonds.

This kind of behavior seriously affected Nakahara Chuya in the driver's seat, because sometimes this guy would bump into him if he was too crooked. With a 'tsk' sound, Nakahara Chuya: "Fasten your seat belt."

"Driving is quite fun, Chuya can teach me." Gojo Gojo turned his head to look at him.

Teach Wujo Satoru to drive?Zhongya Zhongya immediately wanted to refuse, and changed his words before that, "Then call me 'Teacher Chuya'."

Gojo Satoru didn't hesitate for a second: "Please, Mr. Chuya! Teach me to drive!"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Misjudged this guy's face.There is no sense of accomplishment at all to call out so easily.

But words don't count, and it's not his character, "...I know. I'll teach you after Christmas."

"It's an appointment~"

"I never break my word."

Because of being targeted by the traffic police, although Nakahara Chuya was able to get rid of people every time with excellent skills, but the other party was familiar with Tokyo's traffic and there were a lot of people, so he kept chasing him, in order to prevent being surrounded by siege Therefore, Zhongyuan Zhong also gave up the idea of ​​having dinner and drove directly out of the city.

Leaving the monitoring range, the traffic police gradually lost the man.

It was already nine o'clock, and the journey back to school was not short. By then, the cafeteria would have stopped serving food.

Wujo Wujo still hadn't finished, he knelt on the seat with one leg and propped up the back of the chair to look back, and seeing that there was indeed no one behind him, he sighed regretfully, turned around and sat down again.

"Hello, dinner."

Nakahara Zhongya reminded him that Gojo Satoru also felt hungry. He combed back his hair that was blown by the wind, and thought of a good idea, "Go to my house, Chuya."

"what?"

"Today's special offering - rice from Wutiao's family! The teacher cooks it for you himself."