There must be something wrong with my krypton game

For the next day's dinner, the Wujo family got busy early in the morning.

No one noticed, the two children quietly disappeared, and then came back quietly.

In the room, a small bulge grew on the bed, the quilt was rolled into a ball, and the bangs were pushed back, revealing only half of a bunny face with dead fish eyes and baby fat.

It's like an anti-color version of the faceless man.

Kandagawa Yu lay on the edge of the bed with his chin resting on the edge of the bed, staring at the sulking child on the bed.

"Do you want to eat pudding? I'll give you my first bite too!"

"Don't eat."

"Come to the competition? Let's see who can last as long as there is no limit!"

"No comparison."

"Then... how about crossword puzzles?" Kandagawa Yu racked his brains, "You win if you get within three words!"

Gojo Satoru's eyes rolled—and back again.

"If you don't let me, I win."

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

What are you doing, don't you want to lose face?

Kandagawa Yu slandered in his heart, "By the way, I have lived for 16 years, and I lost to a three-year-old child in crossword puzzles. Isn't that a bit too much?"

"He Gojo Satoru won't be the mastermind of your game, right?"

System: [... Eat more, eat less. 】

System: [Who told you to play the spell version with him. 】

It is difficult to coax a child, but it is even more difficult to coax a child named Gojo Satoru.

Kandagawa Yuu sighed, climbed onto the new bed with hands and feet, stuck himself on the five quilt balls, and dangled back and forth.

Like a little gingerbread man on top of a creamy daikon.

He dragged his voice, "Wu——don't be angry—"

Gojo Satoru replied bluntly, "I'm not angry."

Kandagawa Yuu hangs upside down from above, bangs hanging in the air.

He opened his mouth with two fingers, "Then, why don't you smile?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Stupid enough.

Gojo Satoru moved backwards expressionlessly, and with a pull of both hands, closed the last external passage of the quilt dumpling.

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

How dare you despise him and turn against him!

Kandagawa Yu: "That old saying is true."

System: [What? 】

Kanda Chuanyou: "Raising a child is worse than raising a dog."

Complaints are complaints, the dog I chose, oh no, the child I raised, I still have to coax it myself.

A cub lost its soul. Yu Kandagawa lowered his limbs and buried his face in the soft five-tie ball. After thinking hard for a long time, he finally had an idea.

Suddenly raised his head.

"Wu!" he said excitedly, "Let's go out to play—go outside Wutiao's house!"

"..."

This time, Wutiao Tuanzi, who was motionless, finally reacted.

The white quilt trembled imperceptibly, and after a long time, the muffled voice of a child came from the bed.

"……how to get to?"

With the main hall as the center, the Gojo House has an enchantment of [detecting the entry and exit of specific people].

Unlike Gaozhuan, the range of the Wutiao family's enchantment is not so wide, and it is maintained by special personnel, and guarded in 24-hour shifts. It is not so easy to get out.

But Yu Kandagawa has a system.

As the saying goes, krypton gold can change your life, and the dog planner will not deceive me.

Kanda Chuanyu took out a sweater, shorts, thick coat, two peaked caps, and two long scarves from the cabinet. After the kid with a bad face was dressed up, he pretended to dig around in his pocket and took out a store-bought Screaming Frog Powder, sprinkled a little on top of his head.

With a bang, a small frog appeared on the spot.

The one with the little white scarf.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru took off his coat, turned around and planned to go back to bed.

Kanda Chuanyu: "Quack, quack, quack!!! (It can change back, it can change back!!)"

The slender flowing clouds engulfed the fragments of the blue sky, and among the grass in the early winter, two small frogs with ice-blue eyes jumped out of the low fence one after another.

Two three-headed little Douding, wearing the same thick coat and peaked cap, stood hand in hand in the flow of people, but their expressions were completely different.

One has bright eyes, and the other has an unhappy face.

With bright eyes, Kandagawa Yu pulled the reluctant Gojo Satoru forward in big strides.

"Wow! Wu! Look! Let's go there!!"

Compared with the 90st century, the 21s has less cold and technological sense, more nostalgic warmth, roadside grocery stores crowded with snacks, game halls with neon lights, and video stores that smell of new plastic.

Walking down the winding mountain road, passers-by are riding bicycles with high baskets and wearing exaggerated jackets, and the line of the Walkman spreads to the ears.

After all, this was the first time they had seen the outside since entering the game.

Kandagawa Yu was born in the new era, and it was the first time he saw this kind of scene that only appeared in movies, and he was very excited.

There is a round wooden turntable at the entrance of the snack shop. When you shake the handle, a small ball will slide out of the hole. Kanda Chuanyu stood on tiptoe and exclaimed as he stood beside the table.

"Wu, do you want to play!"

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, his face was full of coolness and domineering, he looked away and muttered, "Childish."

Kandagawa Yu blinked: "Then do you want to play?"

Gojo Satoru paused unnaturally.

After a while, the hand that was in the pocket was taken out again.

Gojo Satoru: "...Yes."

To draw a lottery, buy snacks first. The cool and domineering young master Wu Tiao had a sullen face the whole time, but it didn't affect the speed at which he stuffed creamy chocolates into the bamboo basket.

Kanda Chuanyu couldn't finish the flowers, and Gojo Satoru had no idea. The two of them got together, knowing that they wanted to play a lottery, but those who didn't know thought they were going to evacuate the snack shop.

The owner of the snack shop was listening to the song and beating the beat when suddenly a shadow fell in front of him. He raised his head suspiciously, but he couldn't see anyone in front of him, only a mountain of various packaging bags...

Snack shop owner: "..."

The crumbling mountain of snacks was placed on the counter with a bang, and a cool little face poked out from behind it. Only then did the owner of the snack shop realize that the whole mountain was actually held by this white-haired child with one hand.

...Did today's children grow up eating spinach?

Sensing his gaze, Gojo Satoru's gaze swept over like a knife point, matching the expressionless half face, full of danger.

Snack shop owner: "..."

The owner of the snack shop trembled, "Beat, rob...?"

Gojo Satoru: "?"

Gojo Satoru: "Check out."

Ten minutes later, the owner of the snack shop looked at the empty lottery turntable, as if he had been in a lifetime.

Just now... what happened! ?

Why do I feel like I've been robbed!

The two little robbers tied the bought snacks together, dragged a long strip, licked the candies and continued walking.

It's just that the weather is not beautiful, halfway through, a dark cloud floats over.

Suddenly it began to rain lightly.

Although Gojo Satoru had no lower limit, Kandagawa Yu couldn't maintain the spell for too long. He wanted to survive and continue walking, but the child dragged his scarf and dragged him to the next eaves.

Gojo Satoru glanced at him lightly, "Do you still want to burn to forty degrees?"

Kandagawa shrank his neck.

The last time it rained, the two of them went out to soak in the rain and play in the water. Wutiaowu was alive and well when he came back. He had a high fever for two days, a low fever for a week, and his physical strength did not exceed [-] for several days.

Kandagawa Yu: This damn gap.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but the rain did not stop, the weather was gloomy, and even people were easily depressed.

Kandagawa Yu subconsciously bit his finger.

He's starting to get a little nervous.

——If it goes on like this, the plan to go out and play to make Gojo Satoru happy, wouldn't it die before it even started?

Kandagawa Yu fidgeted restlessly, buttoning this for a while, and moving that for a while.

"Wu, why don't we go to the game hall, it's not raining inside!"

"Don't go."

"Then go to the video store? I heard that Godzilla vs. Cosmic Monsters was just recently seen!"

"Don't go anywhere, you just stay."

"Enlightened—"

Gojo Gojo couldn't take it anymore, and stuffed two bubble gums into his mouth, "Okay, shut up."

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

How does it feel, I went back to before liberation overnight.

The rain was pattering, he was chewing cucumber-flavored bubble gum, and secretly glanced at Gojo Satoru's expression next to him.

The white-haired and blue-eyed child rested his chin, staring at a certain place and wandering away, not knowing what he was thinking.

He suddenly poked his head out in front of him, "Wu, do you have anything you want! I'm treating you today!"

Anyway, the training room can be exchanged for cash, although it will be suppressed by Huang Shiren's system for training.

Gojo Satoru pushed his face away, "No, Yuu, you're so wordy."

Like a gopher coming out of a hole in a game console, Kandagawa Yu reappeared firmly, "Is there really no one? I'll buy you everything!"

"Really not." Gojo Satoru answered him casually.

He was in a daze, but Kandagawa Yu keenly noticed that from just now, his eyes were locked in the same direction.

He looked in that direction—it was a shooting booth opposite, and on the prize wall behind was a white handkerchief with a cartoon pattern on it.

Kanda Chuanyu: ...I got it!

He stood up, untied the scarf with his backhand, tied it on Wutiao Wu's head, and rushed out of the eaves with a big stride.

Gojo Satoru didn't realize it, and stretched out his hand to pull him a step too late, "Hey, what are you doing—"

Kanda Chuanyu turned his head and shouted, "Wait for me!"

System: [You know he has six eyes, right? Isn't blocking like this the same as not blocking? 】

Kandagawa Yusuke made a long voice, "I know—so, I bought a tent that 'shields all spell reflections' from the store."

System: [... I remember, the time limit is only 30 seconds? 】

The pattering raindrops slid down the red tent, and there were two incandescent bulbs emitting pale yellow light hanging at the door. The white-haired and blue-eyed child ran in, wiped the rainwater off his face with his arms, sat down, and held up his hands. A gun, raised his hand and shouted.

"Boss, thirty shots!"

His cheek was pressed against the butt of the gun, and his eyes fixed on the front sight. Everything was blurred except for the target.

"Yeah, 30 seconds." Kandagawa Yu murmured, "Don't look at me like this - I'm very good at shooting games."

Before the boss could react, the electronic sounds of hitting sounded one after another, and when he walked quickly to the front of the stage, the light bulbs were already fully lit.

The machine was running, flashing and singing a congratulatory song representing the first prize.

boss:"……"

Wait, what just happened! ?

——There is something wrong with this person!

Gojo Satoru managed to take off Kandagawa Yuu's messy scarf, and the child had already run back from the opposite shooting booth wet, looking at him with his hands behind his back and bright eyes.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "What?"

Kanda Chuanyou took out the things like offering treasures.

The rain soaked the clothes and hair, but there was a neatly folded brand new white handkerchief in the small palm.

"Dangdangdang~"

Five excellent: 0v0

Gojo Satoru: ==

silence.

There was an eerie silence.

The atmosphere gradually became awkward.

Kandagawa Yuu recalled a little bit in silence.

"Ah, you just now..."

"Hmm." Wujo Wujo interrupted him expressionlessly, "I was just in a daze just now."

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

……what.

He felt his face turn red.

This, this, this - isn't this a huge oolong! !

Kandagawa Yuu's whole body was stiff, and his eyes moved 360 degrees up, down, left, and right. He wanted to say something, but when he said something, he looked like a robot with a cassette.

"That, that, I, I, I—"

I am a big headed ghost.

Yu Kandagawa is down.

How could it be so embarrassing!

He looked away hopelessly, and his messy thoughts were gurgling into a pot of porridge in his head. When he was thinking about where it would be more environmentally friendly to scatter the ashes after Buckingham Palace was deducted——

Suddenly there was a "puchi" laugh in front of him.

Kanda Chuanyu: "..."

Kandagawa Yu raised his eyelids cautiously, Gojo Satoru pretended to cough twice, turned his face away slightly, and regained his tense expression.

"Idiot, I lied to you."

He gave instructions in a natural tone, "Right hand, stretch out."

Kandagawa Yuu stretched out his hand without knowing why, and the child pulled the handkerchief out of his hand, and pulled off his jacket, revealing the arm inside.

Following his line of sight, Kandagawa Yu found that a large piece of skin had been scratched on his arm, and blood was oozing out.

When did it happen, he didn't notice.

"Oh." Kandagawa Yu shook his hand, "It's okay——"

Gojo Satoru ignored him, grabbed his fidgeting hand, tied up the handkerchief, and tied the knot skillfully.

Just the right length.

Kandagawa Yuu was taken aback.

Master Wutiao dragged up the snacks on the ground, took his hand with the other hand, and urged impatiently.

"Get dressed and go home."

The winter rain dispersed the crowds, and the mountains were even deserted than before. Under the thin rain curtain, two children dragged their bags of snacks through it, one behind the other.

Kandagawa Yu was dragged up by him, tilting his head to look at his profile.

"Wu, are you not angry anymore?"

"I've stopped being angry for a long time..." Gotiao Satoru muttered a few words, then dropped his mouth and added.

"Just unimportant people."

On the winding mountain road, the rain washed the holly leaves to shine.

The dark cloud moved slowly, behind the gray color, there was a corner of the glare of the sun.

The white-haired and blue-eyed child stopped, turned around, and said condescendingly.

"Anyway, Yuu will be here—isn't it?"

Kanda Chuanyu: "...um."