Clow is perfect

Girlfriend's duty?

Gojo Satoru already knew that he was a boy, so he actually asked him to pretend to be his girlfriend.

Although he looks like a girl on the outside and has no flaws, but asking for a man to play a woman is probably a kind of punishment, just like the big adventure game you occasionally see on TV?

After thinking about it carefully, Gee equated this matter with a friend's prank in her heart, but she was still a little confused: "What is the duty of a girlfriend...?"

Before that, he did not learn the relevant knowledge.

In fact, it takes more time to learn the unspoken rules of society such as the relationship between human beings and the distance that needs to be controlled, and the mirror cannot fully understand it.

The white-haired young man paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to express it. After a while, he said slowly: "Keei understand... what is love?" He hesitated, but his bright blue eyes were fixed on The girl with dark purple hair seemed to be examining and looking forward to it.

Do you want to use the most powerful bondage to keep the princess who will return to the sky?

Gojo Satoru was rarely entangled, quietly waiting for the answer.

Love?

Gee has heard this word repeatedly from TV dramas and books. Countless storylines revolve around this word, and countless emotions seem to be related to it. Countless people praise and look for it.He can understand the greatness and ordinaryness of this kind of feeling, but to say that he understands it is still a little arrogant.

"...I don't know. This may be a difficult question." The dark purple-haired girl answered honestly.

"That's it." Gojo Satoru chuckled, stretched out his hand to caress the long hair of the ignorant girl, lowered his eyelashes to restrain his expression, and covered up his unspeakable emotions, "Does Utoe understand what liking is? Like It's your mood when you look in the mirror, or when you look forward to eating desserts that will make you happy."

This is not difficult to understand.

So Gee nodded: "Yes, I know."

After speaking, he was slightly stunned, always feeling that he had seriously liked someone.But I don't remember such a person, probably an illusion.

"Girlfriend's duty is very simple." The white-haired young man gestured and explained to him, "Just show that you like it, um... you can do that in front of the mirror. Don't forget this, so everyone Only then will I believe that you are not fake."

In the mirror?To himself?

Gee blinked, suddenly realized, and waved to Gojo Gojo, beckoning him to get closer.

Gojo Satoru leaned over obediently, bent slightly to look down, looked at the girl who looked extremely petite in comparison, and guessed what he was going to do.

That child He Jing, at most, is just cuddling?

The girl with dark purple hair stretched out her hand and directly grabbed his hand, not caring about the momentary sluggishness of the white-haired young man. The white fingertips nimbly passed between the other's frozen palm, as if entangled in a tree. The vines are soft but firm, holding each other firmly.

This is the move when exchanging magic power with the mirror, using palms as a channel to transfer, the effect is good.

Thinking of this, Gee stood on tiptoe, raised her head slightly, approached Gojo Satoru, who was bowing her head, and slowly brought that beautiful face closer, her soft lips seemed to be rubbing against the young man's face.

This, is this going to...?

Strongest, who has always been self-confident and omnipotent, was a little dazed, his eyes fixed on the lips that were close at hand, and he felt a little nervous. He only thought for a moment about why he suddenly became like this, and then decided to accept this gift calmly.

After all, who can refuse the sudden closeness of the person he likes?Even if you know something is wrong.

But Gojo Satoru found that he still overestimated Utae.

A warm touch...appeared on the forehead.

It was just that the girl who did the counteracting action didn't seem to think there was any problem, and asked him in a low voice: "Is this okay? I and Jing usually do this." Or to transfer magic power more efficiently and synchronize memory by the way.

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, sighed, and with a little force, he pulled the girl who didn't use much strength into his arms, and told him: "It's fine, you can also hold hands. Gee, next time It is also part of my duty not to act like this to anyone other than me."

"Isn't it okay to use a mirror?" Uta frowned.If you don't do this, you can only transfer magic power in other troublesome ways.

"No, the mirror is fine." The white-haired young man shook his head and told him again, "So, don't do this except us."

"Okay." Gee agreed casually, and didn't think there was any problem.

Anyway, song e can't do it, but mirror can still.

Not knowing what unexpected theory the person in front of him was thinking, Gojo Satoru was in a better mood, and invited him: "Let's go back to the High School of Conjuration to take a look? Jie has been sent to other places recently, and he won't find you for the time being." Yes. Uta has always wanted to come back, right?"

The surprised girl immediately agreed, boarded a friend's car unsuspectingly, prepared to meet those people whom she hadn't seen for a long time, apologized for not being seen all these years, and looked forward to giving them a surprise.

However, compared to the joy of the reunion, everyone seemed to be more shocked by the fact that Gee became Gojo Satoru's girlfriend.Some people even tentatively think that Utae is not real, but a bionic person made in private by Gojo Satoru after thinking about it too much.

Of course, the consequence of doing this was that the smiling Gojo Satoru came to a "friendly" exchange in the name of exchanging ideas.

But that's another story.

Gee's side seems to be progressing fairly smoothly, and Kagami's side has restarted its own life.

As Edogawa Ranpo's hand-picked assistant, he needs to do a lot of things—take Mr. Ranpo to the crime scene, help Mr. Ranpo buy what he wants to eat, help Mr. Ranpo buy the newspapers and Magazine, help Mr. Ranpo tidy up and clean the desktop...

Most of the time of the day revolves around Mr. Ranpo, which feels quite novel, because Edogawa Ranpo himself is an interesting enough person, looking at his leisurely posture that can see through all the truth at a glance is always fascinating It's easy to feel adored.

What a great man, with such amazing power.

The former magical creation feels that he has re-acquainted with human beings—there will still be such smart people in the world, which may be a miracle that is difficult for any magic to do.

"Here, here you are." When he finished his busy work, Mr. Ranpo gave him a handful of candies as if complimenting him.

Jing was holding colorful candies, and was a little happy to be recognized: "Thank you, Mr. Edogawa."

"Hmph, Mr. Luanbu has clear rewards and punishments." Mr. Detective held his hat up, and asked him like a statement, "You don't have a place to stay tonight, so you're going to ask a hat gentleman to borrow a night?"

"The president said that you can live in the staff dormitory. It doesn't matter if you don't go there." The black-haired and green-eyed young man squinted his eyes and added, "Or you can live with me. Lord Ranpo doesn't mind sharing you. A sofa."

Jing is not accidentally guessed by him, but he still declines the kindness: "I... don't remember why I met Mr. Hat." He continued to use the chaos.

"This is a bit strange. He told me that I could go back to find him. He should be my good friend. But when I recalled it carefully, I couldn't remember why I knew him."

"This is a very normal thing. Most people don't remember everything. They don't have supernatural powers like Ranpo-sama." Edogawa Ranpo didn't think there was any problem, although he could see that there was something wrong with the mirror. part of the memory, but wasn't going to help him remember it.

"...Is that so?" The light-green-haired boy still seemed a bit distressed, "but then, will Mr. Hat forget this too? If he doesn't remember, our acquaintance is really true. Is it true? Could it be some strange superpower that implanted this false memory in us? I just want to meet him and confirm this."

He pointed to his temple, looking a little uneasy.

Zhong Yuanzhong is also a member of PortMafia, so it is inevitable that he will not doubt the motives of the strange guy who suddenly claims to know each other.

"If you can't be sure that it's a real encounter, you won't be able to trust...you want to say that?" Mr. Detective easily came up with the answer again, poking his stupid assistant with his head, "It really is an idiot, no If you are Mr. Ranpo, you are simply a big fool."

"That hat-kun is an intuitionist, so he won't be suspicious because of things he doesn't remember at all. He will definitely trust his own feelings more, and will never mistake his friends and enemies." Edogawa Ranpo ate candy, On the one hand, he gave a firm conclusion, "Don't worry so much, listen to Master Ranbu's advice, you don't have to go today."

"Okay." Jing still believed in Ranpo's reasoning. After thinking about it for a while, he agreed, but he was still a little curious, "Why does Mr. Ranpo seem to prevent me from going today? What will happen today is important. something?"

"No." Mr. Detective flipped through the newspaper as if he didn't care, and answered bluntly, "It's just that two PortMafia have defected, and there will be a little chaos. In short, it is not suitable for you to visit today, and the hat gentleman I don't have time to see you."

"So that's it." Mirror nodded to show that he understood, "Then can I sleep on Mr. Ranpo's sofa today? Well... I will bring delicious snacks there!"

"I want the newly opened one at the street corner!" Edogawa Luanbu pointed in the direction, ordered food confidently, and asked casually, "Speaking of which, you don't want to get back to your memory at all, don't you? Reversible?"

"Well, I was guessed by Mr. Ranpo." The light green-haired boy smiled, but looked a bit distressed, "Memory is connected with emotion, I lost that emotion, and I don't know why I want to get it back ,Can……"

"Occasionally, I always feel that I have lost something a little bit, a little bit lost."

"Since it's a thing of the past, it's best not to take it to heart." Mr. Detective seemed to be admonishing, but also seemed to be talking casually, "It seems that you agreed to the behavior, and it probably isn't something worth regretting."

"Well, I will work hard." Jing ignored the subtle reluctance in his heart and nodded.