A Certain Strongest Spell Night Rabbit

After eating the roast chicken, the group returned to the high school, and of course they also brought the knotweed Youren.

Regarding the knotweed Yuren, Ito Ryukyu also enlightened Gojo: "Don't let him die."

"Why?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"Otherwise, Su Nuo won't be able to roast chicken for me."

It was the expected answer.

Gojo Satoru asked back, "Didn't I say I would roast better chicken for you?"

Ito Ryukyu raised his head, with threats in his eyes: "There are no too many chefs, anyway."

Wujo Gojo stared at Ito Ryukyu for a while, and then asked, "Are you defending Su Nuo?"

He thought that after a week, he had already understood the easy-to-understand Ito Ryukyu enough.

He thought that Ito Ryukyu didn't care about anything other than eating, fighting and eyes.

When Ito Ryukyu mentioned his grandma before—a person who had such a profound influence on him that his behavior became inconsistent with his own personality—he didn't show much concern, as if he was talking about an insignificant person.

But now, Ito Liusheng threatened him because of the double-faced Nuo.

The two-faced Su Nuo is a pure evil existence.

Perhaps, the evaluation of Ito Ryukyu needs to be restarted.

In addition to rationality, he felt annoyed again.

Is it because the evaluation results are biased?Or... other reasons?

He fixedly looked at Ito Ryukyu, waiting for Ito Ryukyu's answer.

Ito Ryuu blinked and replied, "Probably."

"What's your relationship?" Gojo Satoru asked.

Ito Ryukyu blinked again.

He never thought about it.

Thousands of years ago, even if someone accidentally caught him getting along with Su Nuo, no one would dare to ask him this question.

At that time, he had been getting along with Su Nuo casually, and he hadn't considered this issue.

what relationship……

For a while, he couldn't use an accurate word to describe the relationship between them.

The long silence seemed to carry another meaning in Wujo Wu's eyes.

Gojo Satoru didn't want to guess, so he asked directly, "Are you interested in telling me about the experience between you and Su Nuo acquainting you and being sealed thousands of years ago?"

Ito Ryuu blinked again, and replied in seconds, "Yes."

He rarely refuses people who ask him straightforward questions.

Gojo Satoru sat down next to him: "Okay, then tell me and I'll listen."

"Okay, I—"

Just as Ito Ryukyu started, someone suddenly knocked on the door and interrupted.

"Mr. Wutiao, you've been late for a long time. I'm in a hurry over there. I'm urging you to come over."

It was a meeting about how to dispose of Knotweed Yuren.

Those old people in the upper echelons, when they learned about the two-faced Nuo, were so frightened that they ran over overnight.

Why weren't you afraid of Ito Ryukyu at that time?

Ito Ryukyu also knew about the meeting, and hurriedly urged Wujo Wudao: "You go, and I will tell you when you come back, you must not let him die."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Always feel something is not right.

If Yidizhi Jiegao is here, I'm afraid there will be another strange metaphor in his heart.

Gojo Satoru was reluctant to get up, and replied, "Okay, wait for me to come back."

After speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

What are we going to do with those rotten oranges?

How about a beating first?

I don't know why, but my fist feels a little itchy.