Justice partner Xia Youjun

The impression given by the confinement room is usually dark and cold, which was not wrong a week ago.A week has passed, and the patriarch Gotjo, who is good at enjoying himself, has completely changed the appearance of the confinement room. The prisoner wearing the spell is sitting relaxed on the exquisitely designed chair, and the silver table knife is buried in the submissive soft cream, and the sweet smell fills the whole room. Room.

"This is the situation." Lying between Gojo Satoru and Angeji with the hands-free cell phone on, with the echo boost of the confinement room, Sora's voice can be heard clearly: "The kind of bondage content I proposed, you still I'm really not worried at all."

Gojo Gojo cut the cake without stopping at all, losing his vision to affect the precise cutting, he stuffed the snack piece wrapped in rich cream into his mouth, and replied vaguely: "Huh? It's okay, if the bait is not delicious, the rotten orange is not good. Will bite."

"Although I have expected it, I still feel very uncomfortable." Kong Tucao: "You set such loose rules of the game, and you didn't intend to fulfill your promise from the beginning."

"Unlimited reopenings, repeated voting and other rules, the more reopenings, the clearer the relationship between the parties. There are unnecessary restrictions on access. There are spells, mobile phones, and ways to contact the outside world. You organize voting The purpose is actually fishing. It’s a super boring game.”

After Kong Tucao was finished, a soft loli voice was inserted on the other end of the phone: "The GM who blacked out the clearance reward is super bad."

"Wait—" An Geji is not a blank brother or sister who doesn't understand the rules of conjurers, she interrupted the conversation in shock: "If you don't fulfill the restraint you set, there will be big problems?!"

"I have my own plan~" Wujo Wu smiled smugly, without any intention of explaining, he chased away the guest and said, "Let's avoid the boring accusations, I wish you brothers and sisters have a good time."

From the very beginning, Liuyan's understanding of the art has reached a height that ordinary people can't reach in their lifetime.

If Kotori Yuka's curse killing of Jones is cancelled, then all subsequent airport accidents will be cleared by the world's consciousness. Unfortunately, Jones died in the [茈] of his attack on Suso, and the cause and effect are established and cannot be changed.

[Law of Cause and Effect] The established logical chain is: game + game god = game victory.In other words, the two preconditions are indispensable.As long as the God of Games proves that the high-level meeting is not a game on the last day, the logic chain of [Law of Cause and Effect] will collapse.The game facts that have been experienced will be covered by the world consciousness, and then the existence of these ten days can be erased from the world level.

An Geji bit her lips and asked: "You don't plan to fulfill the contract, don't you even tell Xia You? What should I do if you are restrained and backlash?"

"It'll be fine." Gojo Satoru spread his hands indifferently, and there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "It's too troublesome to explain, Diva should go back to sleep early."

Angeji glared at Gojo Satoru, who was ungrateful and sarcastic, and left clutching her phone.There was a sound of disrepair leaking from the opening and closing of the old wooden door.

"Hey, Miss An, please don't hang up." There was an unexpected voice on the phone, An Geji raised her hand to check, only to find that the hands-free was only turned off.

"Miss An, I feel very unwilling to be manipulated all the time. In this case, we also make the rules we want to play."

"Ha, what are you delusional about?" An Geji flicked off the dust on the witch's clothes with dead fish eyes: "I really hate Wujo, not to the point where I will plot against him. The magic world still needs his talent. "

"What if I say, I don't need it anymore?" There was a devilish persuasion from the other end of the phone: "You don't need to do anything extra, as long as you keep silent, like what you like, and hate what you hate."

"It's just a little advantage of the bloodline, so there's no need to give him so many privileges." Said the ordinary person who stepped into the magic world for a week.

An Geji shrugged her shoulders, realizing that she was still next to the confinement room, her voice of suppressed laughter was slightly distorted: "You really don't know what that person means to the magic world."

"I know." Kong interrupted the nunnery girl: "Bai and I participated in high-level meetings because of what he said. Do you think this is reasonable from the bottom of your heart?" Kong held a note and signed it with "Jones".

How does the spell feel?

Hard, rough, sticky, or in other words, just like human beings, there is a layer of soft flesh under the finely textured skin, covering and protecting the inner bones.Further inside are the internal organs and brain. As long as they are destroyed, the human soul will abandon the body.

All of the above are correct.Mantra spirits of any form may exist, and they are obviously born from the same human beings, but they have infinite possibilities of indefinite shape.

Because human emotions are unpredictable.In similar forms, there are completely different obsessions.

What these obsessions have in common is disgust, just as disgusting as human beings themselves.

The dirty and ugly curse spirit turned into an unknown darkness, wrapped around Xia Youjie's wrist, and formed a black ball on it.

It's disgusting, not just to the touch.Taste, also disgusting.

for what?Righteousness?

Xia Youjie's fingers holding the gamepad trembled uncontrollably, a spasm caused by overwork.After a week of high-intensity exorcising the curse spirit, the body began to feel overwhelmed.

Teammates frequently made mistakes in operations and got stuck in the level. Wujo Wu found that Xia Youjie's situation was not right, and asked concerned: "Is the task very tiring?"

Without waiting for Xia Youjie's answer, Gojo Satoru turned off the game neatly, took Xia Youjie's trembling hand and rolled onto the soft tatami.The Wutiao Patriarch will never wrong himself in terms of quality of life. Except for the dim light, the confinement room has all the basic living facilities.

Xia Youjie fell down with his strength, looked at Wujo Wu's feet, and calmly admired Wujo Wu's close-up beauty.A soft bed and a sweet smell.Tiredness began to subside gradually.

That's fine.Satoru doesn't suit the worried expression.

Xia Youjie explained unhurriedly, with words in his soft breath: "The interrogation of a super conjurer will not affect the activities of the magic spirit, and that part of the work will be transferred to me." Although Xia Youjie is half of the workload I made it myself, but, "It can save a lot of people, I don't think it's hard."

The Buddha-faced young man smiled lovingly and narrowed his eyes like a statue in a temple, and the corners of his mouth curled up perfectly.

Having a deep understanding of the busy life of social animals, Wutiao Wuxin nodded with sympathy, and cheerfully suggested: "The task is endless, and it's not bad to fish and train the younger generation once in a while."

"Wu, I haven't graduated yet." There are not many juniors, and you shouldn't push the dangerous things to the juniors.

The blond-haired junior had an old face, and he sat weakly next to the body of his friend of the same level, with a towel on his face trying to absorb the steady stream of sadness. The junior said, "Isn't it okay to leave everything to him in the future?"

What was he thinking at that time?

This memory flashed before Xia Youjie's eyes.

Gojo Satoru said thoughtfully: "I will have many excellent students in the future, and it will be much easier by then."

"Really?" Xia Youjie didn't believe it.As Satoru said, there is no end to the task.If the problem is not solved at the source, the tragedy will only repeat itself again and again.Then my thoughts were like a faucet being tightened, and I couldn't think any more.Xia Youjie turned his attention back to Wujo Wu, and asked, "So, Wujo plans to stay in school to teach after graduation?"

The big white-haired cat turned over excitedly, resting its chin on one hand and half-supporting its body, its eyes sparkling: "Yes, Jie will come too."

"They are all lively and talented children. Although it is a little difficult to deal with the special class, and there is a bit of a generation gap in thinking. However, I believe they will all become excellent people." There is a trace of nostalgia in the blue eyes, and the corners of the mouth cannot stop, He added with great interest: "Especially, everything I say is flattering!"

"Jay will love these students, I get along very well with them."

Fantasizing too much, Wu.Don't be the kind of teacher who uses his identity to force/force students to cooperate with cold jokes.Xia Youjie complained silently in his heart.

"I still have to wait so long to meet everyone, ah, Mr. Wujo is so boring~" Gojo Satoru was still 11 years ago a week ago. Compared with the current high school, the future is much more interesting. The hedgehog-headed student who had taken care of her for a long time said, "That's right! Hui's location is easy to find."

Most of the future students have their own lives, and he is not suitable to interfere, except for Hui.Originally, he would meet Hui in a short time, and there was nothing wrong with it being earlier, and the sooner things about Jin Meiji could be prepared, the better.

Gojo Wu rolled his eyes, Xia Youjie's breath filled his breath, and he demanded unceremoniously, "Jie, help me find it!"

"Is there a potential conjurer?" I don't seem to have heard of it.Xia Youjie was puzzled, but still agreed trustingly: "Yes, I will help you find it."

"In Saitama County, the name is Fu Heihui, and it's about this tall." Wujo Wu lay on his side, stretched his arms and gestured in mid-air: "It looks very recognizable, similar to Zenyuan Shier."

Was it the Chanyuan Shier he was thinking of, the one who almost killed him and Wu.Although I don't know how Wu met, that man's son is probably indeed very talented.

But, "Wu, do you mean this tall?" In order to avoid misunderstanding, Xia Youjie carefully chose to stand up and compare his height.

Gojo Satoru nodded confidently, expressing his affirmation.

"Have you graduated from primary school?" Xia Youjie raised his forehead.Wu himself didn't even graduate, and the students in a few years were all arranged.

Gojo Satoru's eyes drifted, and he calculated Fu Heihui's current age in his head, and replied, "Maybe, he hasn't gone to elementary school yet?"

The atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.

After a long time, Xia Youjie asked with difficulty: "Is it necessary to start training at such a young age?"

"There's nothing wrong with that? There's no one to take care of the child, and there's an older sister who's about the same age. It's okay to book in advance," Wujo Satoru explained.

"I see. I will take a look at the mission from Saitama Prefecture."

The phone sensibly heard an email notification tone, Xia Youjie opened the phone cover to check, and a series of unread emails filled the screen.He roughly browsed through all the missions, clicked on one of them and showed it to Gojo Satoru, and said, "It just so happens that there is one from Saitama County."

It is indeed a coincidence.His long-awaited task of destroying the neighborhood of the village also came.Let's finish the investigation and finding people together.Xia Youjie thought.

"There are a lot of tasks. If you still need to find Fu Heihui, you may not be able to make it back tomorrow." Xia Youjie glanced at the time, 23:45, and asked, "From 0:2 to [-]:[-], start early?"

"Okay." Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement, but didn't intend to get up and turn on the game console.He blinked, his fine eyelashes were like flickering butterfly wings, and he lay on his back and patted the empty space beside Xia Youjie, saying: "But it's not playing games, sleep with me. Come on, the little cake will keep you Let’s wait for you to come back and clear the customs~”

Xia Youjie leaned over, let his white jade-like fingers penetrate into the black hair, groped to catch the hair tie and remove it.