There must be something wrong with my krypton game

Kanda Chuanyu froze in place, reaching out to reach the arm of the person opposite, "Brother, what's the matter..."

Gojo Satoru shook off his hand, a cross appeared above his head, "Don't call me brother."

[Gojo Wu favorability -5]

Kanda Chuanyu paused, and took back his hand in a daze.

[Gojo Wu favorability -5]

reach out.

[Gojo Wu favorability -5]

Take it back.

[Gojo Wu favorability -5]

[Gojo Satoru's current favorability: 35]

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

What are you going to do! ?

Kanda Chuanyou was helpless and confused: "What's going on? Did I say something wrong just now?"

system:【……】

System: [Friend, you are really not suitable for playing strategy games. 】

System: [It can't be saved, let's bury it. 】

What is it like to be married for ten years?

Kanda Chuanyu: Thank you for the invitation, it should be similar to being twins for ten years.

Anyway, there is no love.

Kanda Chuanyu bit her fingers nervously. That night, she didn't think about eating or drinking, couldn't sleep or eat, and tossed and turned...for an hour.

There's no way, he's been really staying up late these days, he's already exhausted, and he didn't pass out as soon as he touched the bed, it's already because of anxiety.

After sleeping for more than ten hours, I got up in a daze and drank some water before I realized one thing.

His brother is not at home.

The tent outside was withdrawn.

The person on duty is gone.

Kanda Chuanyu thumped in his heart, let go of the water glass and dropped it, and the water spilled all over his body.

The phone rang.

The caller ID is Natsuki Hiraga.

Kandagawa Yu blankly pressed the answer button, and before the other party could speak, he hugged the phone and cried out with a "wow".

"My brother Xia Ji doesn't want me anymore, woo woo woo—"

Natsuki Pinghe: "..."

Hiraga Natsuki: "Then... a mission?"

Kanda Chuanyu wiped away tears: "Out, hiccup, out... Where are you going?"

Natsuki Hiraga: "You change your clothes first."

Kanda Chuanyou hung up the phone with tears in his eyes, only to feel that something was wrong—how did Xia Ji know that his clothes were wet?

Natsuki Hiraga turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru, who was staring at him like a supervisor, who was sending a text message, and naturally gave him instructions, "You go with Ishimura, he has prepared everything you need, in the future his You notify the task, and you don’t have to come back if the person doesn’t come back.”

"Do you have any other questions?"

Natsuki Hiraga: "...Yes."

Gojo Satoru: "Say."

Natsuki Hiraga: "Boss, why don't you just take Yu out on the mission yourself?"

Gojo Satoru: "Shut up if there is no problem."

As the saying goes, going downhill is easy and going uphill is difficult, and the same is true for favorability.

When Wujo Wu's favorability level dropped, it crashed, and when it rose...it didn't rise at all, okay! ?

At this moment, Kanda Chuanyu deeply understood the worldly truth spoken by those emotional anchors.

【When he doesn't love you, everything you do is wrong】

I ran into it when I went out in the morning, and the favorability point was -5

Wake up at noon, favorability -5

Come back at night and open the door, favorability -5

[Gojo Satoru's current favorability: 20]

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

You can be more or less reasonable, okay? ?

At this moment, he recalled the fear of being dominated by the strategy game.

A week later.

Kandagawa Yuu and Hiraga Natsuki went out to beat up the curse spirit for a day, and at night they lay on the table and fought eyelids, nodding several times like a chicken pecking at rice, but still insisted on waiting for Gojo Satoru to come back.

In the middle of the night, the entrance door was finally opened.

The lights in the room were all off, and only a blurry edge extended from the wall. Gojo Satoru took off his shoes and walked in. In the living room, only a warm yellow floor lamp was lit by the dining table.

The boy fell asleep lying on the table, his long eyelashes trembling slightly with his breathing, his eyelids were still a little swollen, and a small piece of his cheek was squeezed out by his arm, which looked soft and easy to touch.

Gojo Satoru walked across to him and sat down, also laying down on the table, unable to help but want to reach out and pinch.

Gojo Yu's face is always soft, it feels like cotton candy, it turns red when pinched, and swells when it cries, it's so fragile that it doesn't match the Miko gene at all.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head -- he still couldn't hold back, stretched out two fingers, and pinched his cheek.

It was really soft.

soft, hot...

Wait a minute, why is it so hot?

Wutiaowu: "..."

Kandagawa Yu was pinched awake, when he opened his eyes, Gojo Satoru was pulling his face and stuffing something into his mouth.

Kanda Chuanyu: "No, no, no!"

He swallowed, the bitter taste of the medicine dissipated in his mouth, and his chin was lifted—Gojo Goku pinched his face with one hand, and he was forced to pout.

Kanda Chuanyu was dizzy and said vaguely, "Enlightenment&(*back*(@来啦!"

Gojo Satoru let go of his hand, and answered him with a dark face, "Gojo Yu, if you wait for me in the future, I will move to live elsewhere."

[Gojo Wu favorability -5]

[Gojo Satoru's current favorability: 15]

Kanda Chuanyou:? ?QAQ

Gojo Satoru turned to leave, but was held back by a hand.

It may be because of fever and hot head, but I don't have so many scruples.

The room was quiet late at night, and the abnormal heat passed from his fingertips to his skin, which was astonishingly hot.

The boy lowered his head and asked sullenly.

"Wu... what's the matter with you?"

Since returning to the game, Gojo Satoru seems to have been having trouble with him.

Locking him up is the same, as is losing favorability.

But he couldn't even figure out why.

Gojo Satoru's footsteps stopped for a moment.

Then he turned around, and slowly, slowly, pulled away Kandagawa Yuu's hand that was holding him.

The boy with short white hair looked down at him, his ice blue eyes were calm and emotionless.

Except indifference.

The kind of indifference that seemed to him the same as everyone else.

Kandagawa Yu suddenly felt his whole body go cold.

His mind went blank, and the cold air overflowed his fingertips. He suddenly wanted to escape.

Escape to any place, any time.

Just escape that look.

Gojo Satoru: "It has nothing to do with you."

Gojo Yu: "...OK."

Three in the morning.

The commercial street in the middle of the night is a bit deserted, only a few custom industries and 24-hour convenience stores are still open.

The man was kicked out of the custom shop in disheveled clothes because he drank in vain and didn't pay for it. He shrank his neck and waited for the tall bodyguards to leave before cursing a long string of retroflex sounds.

Then recalling the touch of the beautiful woman's skin in the store just now, she sat slumped on the curb with the alcohol on her head, smiling smirkingly on her back.

The soda can rolled to his feet, attracting the man's attention. His eyes moved up, and what came into his eyes was a more beautiful and pitiful face than the woman in the store just now.

Slender wrists were exposed from the cuffs, and the broken hair grew to the ears. He was holding one side of the plastic bag containing beer, and the cans rolled and collided with each other. His figure swayed, as if he was drunk.

The most important thing is that face, with its delicate features and wet eyes, it looks like it has a desire to abuse.

The man swallowed, and hurriedly stood up with his bag in his hand, trying to hide in the corner formed by the telephone pole and the fence behind the boy.

His body hit something hard, but the man didn't even look at it. He pushed back and muttered, "Who threw scrap iron behind the electric pole—"

The arm was twisted hard and pressed against the back, the center of gravity was unstable and he fell to his knees, kicked his ass hard with the soles of his shoes, stepped on his fingers and crushed hard.

Pain and screams came out at the same time.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, and said gloomyly, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at digging out your eyes again."

After beating him up and throwing him into the trash, Gojo Satoru came back and hid behind the telephone pole again.

He snorted through his nose, "Pervert, rubbish."

Natsuki Pinghe: "..."

Aren't you just like him? ?

Now that you're worried, just don't lose your popularity at first...

Gojo Satoru: "Do you have any objections?"

Natsuki Hiraga: "...No, no."

Hiraga Natsuki turned his attention back to Gojo Yu, "Tsk, boss, what did you do to make the little panda so sad?"

Gojo Satoru: "...Who is the little panda?"

"Hey, don't you know? It's You!" Xia Ji Hiraga took out his mobile phone and showed him, "Some time ago, You cried every day when he went to the first team to report, and everyone liked to stuff him with food when he was crying. He looks like a little panda when he cries and eats hahaha!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

"But it's mainly because of Six Eyes." Natsuki Hiraga sighed, "Six Eyes is really convenient, and the efficiency can be more than doubled when you partner with You on missions, and those bastards in the team always steal people from me. "

Wutiaowu: "..."

Natsuki Pinghe sighed, "Now they are already collecting the hobbies of red pandas, they are threatening me not to plan to lure... Hey my phone!!"

Gojo Gojo snapped the operation, and then threw it back to him. Natsuki Hiraga saw that all the photos of Gojoyu he had saved were gone.

"Boss - what are you doing!" Ping He Xia Ji wanted to cry but had no tears.

Gojo Satoru: "Violation of portrait rights."

Hiraga Natsuki: "Then what do you mean by emailing yourself!?"

Gojo Satoru: "Leave evidence."

Natsuki Pinghe: "..."

Pinghe Xiaji whispered: "Boss, you are such a big brother, be careful not to—"

Gojo Satoru glanced at him: "What did you say?"

Hiraga Natsuki: "...it's okay."

He pretended to be nonchalant and continued to broadcast Gojo Yu's situation to Gojo Satoru in real time.

"The little panda sat down in front of the convenience store."

"A strange man came out of the convenience store with a scar on the corner of his mouth, he looked so fierce—"

"Wait, little, little panda hugged me!?"

"The little panda is crying, crying and shouting..."

Natsuki Hiraga looked at the shape of his mouth and subconsciously said, "Brother, brother?"

Natsuki Pinghe: "..."

[Gojo Wu favorability -10]

[Gojo Wu favorability -10]

[Gojo Wu favorability -10]

[Wujo Satoru's current favorability: -15]

Hiraga Xia Ji turned his head tremblingly, blocking his eyes, "Ah, ah, it's so dazzling, is this the gate of the eighteenth floor of hell——"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "If you continue to act, I will let you be buried in the trash can with that person just now."