what's wrong with my vest

Sakurai Yo lay on the bed alone, as time passed, the sunlight coming through the window gradually moved from his waist to his jaw.

Intellectually, Sakurai Yo knew that he should not waste his time anymore.After all, unlike in the past when he seemed to be in a daze, but actually kept updating the script in his heart, in the past half hour, he was really in a daze, with his mind blank.

But emotionally, Sakurai Yo felt that the bed under him was so warm that it made the other side of his body feel chilly. Not only did he not want to wake up, but he also thought in his heart that it would be great if he could cover himself with a quilt.

——It seems that the unknown and weird changes have penetrated into every aspect of Sakurai's life.

After being at a loss for a while, he did not resist the change...

On the contrary, for the first time, he had an emotion similar to "expectation" about the future.

I don't know what will become of me in the end.

Thinking of this, Yoshi Sakurai twitched the tip of his tail twice, but decided to follow his heart, kept the side-lying position, and closed the curtain with his tail.

It was at this time that Jia Ruozi returned to the infirmary.

Seeing Sakurai Yao's actions, she couldn't help laughing a little: "It seems that you are very adaptable."

I thought it would be even more depressed... Since I still have the mind to bask in the sun, I feel a little relieved.

Sakurai Yao didn't want to use his brain yet, in order to avoid saying something that didn't conform to the script's setting, he planned to pretend to be dead, as if he hadn't heard of it, and remained motionless.

I don't want to act today, let's see what happens.

Thanks to the vest of "Curse Spirit Wujo Satoshi", under the effect of the six eyes, even if his back is turned to the opponent, Sakurai Yoshi can have a panoramic view of the movement of the house into the glass.

Sakurai watched as the housekeeper first took out the messy things in his pocket one by one, and then randomly piled them on his desk. Apart from the more normal items such as mobile phone keys, there were actually a lot of flowers. Green candies.

The sound of metal colliding and the sound of plastic candy wrappers being deformed by force were mixed together, followed by the clear sound of high-heeled shoes walking, the sound approached a little bit, and stopped about one meter behind him.

Jia Ruozi took out two lollipops from his pocket.

"I want yogurt flavor." Yoshi Sakurai said for the first time since entering the door after adding nitro.

The family saccharine threw the lollipop at Sakurai Yao, and then stuffed another fruit-flavored one into his mouth. The rich sweetness of industrial saccharin stimulated the taste buds. spit it out.

Tsk, what Gojo Satoru recommended was too sweet for her.

Kazuo rolled the lollipop in his mouth, switched from left to right, looked at Sakurai's back, and asked, "How is it?"

"This question is so strange, and I'm not injured." Sakurai Kazuo slowly tore off the candy wrapper, rolled it up casually, and threw it accurately into the trash can in the corner.

"Aren't you injured..." Jiarui Yanzi lowered his eyes and repeated it softly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Now that Gojo Satoru has acquiesced that he has offended Curse Spirit, the phrase "not hurt" has become more subtle.

Of course, Kabuki does not refer to the physical state. After all, Sakurai won the victory with crushing force, so there is obviously no need to worry about the physical state.But mentally...

Although Manu Ling's current state is much better than Jia Ruo Nizi imagined, he still looks a little depressed, and the tone of Manu Ling's tone just now did not mean to lie or to be brave.

Jia Ruozi suddenly realized that although the curse spirit might regain his feelings little by little, it was only in the embryonic state. That is to say, the curse spirit might not be able to tell whether the emotions surging from the bottom of his heart were real or not. What.

Of course, Jiarui Glass would not feel sympathy for Sakurai because of this. After all, the other party knew the price clearly beforehand, and the curse spirit had already recognized this result, and sympathy was just an insult to him. .

... It's just that I can't help but feel a little melancholy.

The woman suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart, shook her head, and turned her attention back to the assigned task.

Jia Ruozi pointed out his purpose of coming here in a contemptuous tone: "Wujo Wu... the one from our side asked me to give you a physical examination, can you cooperate?"

Sakurai laughed out loud: "Eh? Is it just a physical examination? The original words are not so gentle,"

"As expected of the same person, or I have a deeper understanding of myself."

The curse spirit retorted disapprovingly: "There is no evidence to prove that he and I are indeed the same person."

Although I mentioned before that I don’t want to use my brain anymore today, but seeing the opportunity to test it, Sakurai Hato dug a hole habitually, wanting to find out, whether Gojo Satoru and the others have analyzed his past as Sakurai Yo thought. Well-prepared script.

The fact did not disappoint Sakurai Yao——

"There's no evidence to prove that it's not... right." Iiri Glass naturally accepted Sakurai Yoshi's temptation.

Sakurai Yoshi, who knew Gojo Satoru and the others' progress, watched the other party turn around, took out a thin A4 paper from a large pile of documents on the desktop, added something to the end with a pen, and then handed it along with the pen. To myself: "It's also the first time for me to check the body of Mana Spirit. Here is a list. You can choose it yourself?"

"It's too irresponsible." He complained, but Sakurai took it obediently, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows after seeing the specific content on the list.

"I'm just asking, it doesn't matter if you don't agree... Can you cut off a piece of the exoskeleton on your body?"

"Wow, that's so straightforward." Sakurai Makoto said in an exaggerated tone, but he didn't refuse, and decisively put a check mark on the last handwritten [exoskeleton inspection] on his hand.

The housekeeper leaned against the desk with his arms crossed, staring at Sakurai's way of filling out the form for a while, and then suddenly said: "Since you are so cooperative, let me ask again, how similar is this world to yours?" ?”

In the line of sight, there was an inconspicuous pause in the movement of the curse spirit, but soon, the curse spirit continued to do the work at hand as if he hadn't heard it.

"There are many similar worlds. You are not a foolish person. There must be a conclusive proof." Jia Ruozi ate the lollipop and gave it the feeling of smoking, with an inexplicable decadence.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Jia Ruozi asked as he stared at the quietly writing mantra.

Jia Ruozi wants to sell the other party a favor.After realizing the possible great changes in the future, she didn't want to give up any chance to get information from the curse spirit.

"Then why don't you help me hold Gojo Satoru? This guy is too annoying." After only one page was filled out quickly, the curse spirit returned the form to the master, joking.

Hearing such a reply, Jia Ruozi was a little dumbfounded: "Is this the same-sex repulsion?"

Before Sakurai could refute, he turned his head to look at the window as if attracted by something.

In the next second, Gojo Satoru squeezed in through the crack of the window.

"This is the fifth floor." Jia Ruozi said.

"I know." Gojo Satoru replied hastily, and then said straightforwardly in this world, "The curse spirit who sewed his face was rescued."

Looking at the unsurprised expression of Sakurai, Gojo Satoru fixed his eyes on the curse spirit, and continued to add information: "A volcanic head, a tree branch eyes, both are special-grade curse spirits... The timing is very accurate, I still Before they had time to meet Sutureface, they managed to escape."

The curse spirit remained expressionless, hiding all his emotions: "It's not a good phenomenon for curse spirits of this level to gather together."

Sakurai felt again Gojo Satoru's strange emotions when he mentioned his students, that kind of unreasonable anger... This anger is out of his control, even if it is forcefully suppressed, it can disturb his thoughts and make his words and deeds no longer strictly follow reason .

So this time Sakurai simply chose to immerse himself in it, and didn't want to control it anymore.

Gojo Satoru observed Sakurai for two seconds, and then said to the curse spirit in a tone that could not detect specific emotions: "I will be very busy these days, you will take care of the students for me."

Before Sakurai had time to think about the pros and cons, a thought popped up deep in his heart, and he kept clamoring——

Promise him!

Sakurai got up, walked past Gojo Satoru, and picked from the candies that Nishiko took out from his pocket just now, and finally picked up two bars of chocolate.

"This is Hei Qiao." Jia Ruo Zi reminded that this was not the part recommended by Gojo Satoru, but something she planned to buy for herself.The cocoa content is as high as 90%, which belongs to the kind of bitterness that Gojo Satoru will vomit after eating.

"I know."

Sakurai took the chocolates and came to Gojo Satoru, obeying his heart, and handed one of them to Gojo Satoru: "Let's make a bet."

"I am responsible for letting the students experience the beautiful youth, and you are responsible for killing them and stitching their faces."

"The loser will spend the rest of his life savoring this bitter taste."

"Will" not "will".

It seems that the students, the Stitched Face Curse Spirit and his accomplices are all key figures. Once one party misses, it will lead to that irreversible ending.

Thinking of something, Wujo Wu suddenly laughed... Not only because the curse spirit directly provided clues to Wujo Wu for the first time, but also because the other party's so-called bet was simply not valid.

After all, the other party has tasted this bitter taste for a long time.

——The curse spirit lost the game long before the game started.

No, wait... there is another possibility.

If Gojo Wu is really on the same timeline as the mantra spirit, then as long as Wujo Wu succeeds in changing the future, the future in which the mantra spirit lives will also change.

Only in this case, the curse spirit has the possibility of winning.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but feel a little substituting, and his heart kept sinking.

I don't know how many people Manu Ling has gambled with in the past, but since he met himself, it proves that the other party has never won.

I don't know how it turned out this time...

Gojo Satoru thought, reached out and took the chocolate.

——The bet is established.

The author has something to say:

明天有可能会咕咕，也有可能不咕咕。我明天有点事情，我尽量不咕咕咳咳咳。感谢在2021-04-1222:44:03~2021-04-1322:40:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: nn, 1 black cat;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of 4 points;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!