reversal impulse

He successfully stuffed himself and chatted casually with Fu Heihui, and even got Saya from Chengzi.

I did more things this night than I did during the day.

After returning to the hotel, Jia Ruozi was finally able to sleep peacefully.

The next day he woke up very late, and his mind became dizzy again. When he opened his eyes, Nitro found that Fu Heisher was not on the side.

Also not in the room.

He stood up in a daze, the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was turned on very low, and after the quilt was lifted, the cold air blew onto his skin, causing a shiver.

Nitro turned off the air conditioner, clutched his empty stomach again, and looked around the room before his eyes fell on the box in the corner of the room.

The buckle of the box was undid at some point, and a gap was slightly exposed.

Nitro got up from the bed, walked barefoot to the corner, and squatted down.

Just after waking up, he got up suddenly and squatted down suddenly, which made his head a little dizzy. He didn't know whether it was because of hunger or low blood sugar.He blinked as hard as he could to clear his eyes a bit, then opened the case.

The inside of this box is empty, just like the one I saw in the convenience store yesterday, but Jiajin knocked on the outer shell and said softly, "Saya?"

The box didn't move at all.

Jia Ruozi let out a low laugh, and took out a scalpel out of nowhere. He held the handle of the knife and nailed it into the box without the slightest hesitation.

One second before the tip of the knife was about to penetrate the skin, the flesh-colored tentacles that suddenly appeared wrapped his entire arm around and pulled him back.The movement of the tentacle was very light, the tip was a rounded arch, and it rolled slowly on the back of his hand.

——As if to please.

Nitro was shocked by his own thought, it was amazing, at the moment when he was touched by the tentacles, he even felt that he could feel the other person's mood, as well as the ups and downs of emotions.

"Do you know where Shier went?" Nitro asked.

Of course, Saya cannot be expected to give an answer, as all her voices in the non-human form are blurred into frightening echoes.

Perhaps it is also for this reason that Saya is extremely quiet today.

She still looks physically uncomfortable, whether it's the flesh-colored, slippery tentacles, the tearing and moving eyes inside the tentacles, or the large and small openings with sharp teeth embedded in the intertwined flesh. Part of it was wrapped into a ball and shrunk in the box.

The only change seems to be that she can freely enter and exit from the box regardless of the size limit.

Under the gaze of Nitro, the entangled tentacles suddenly stabbed in one direction——

Then there was a chuckle.

"Fuheshier still told you that I was crazy, I don't think so." A voice came from the door, and the person said rather bluntly, "I asked this thing in the morning where Fuheshier went. Was it swallowed as nourishment?"

It is Wujo Satoru.

Nitro looked sideways, the door opened at some unknown time, the man wearing a black blindfold was leaning against the door frame, looking at him with a smile.

"You really have a big opinion on him." Nitro stated objectively, "Why did you come to me?"

Gojo Satoru walked into the room and closed the door on tiptoe.He walked in, and the thick tentacles stood between him and the housekeeper.

"I think the sentence you added yesterday is a bit interesting, so I'm here to ask you."

"Which one?"

"That's not Xia Youjie, everyone knows that."

Jia Jin patted his tentacles, signaling Saya to go back to the box first.Then he tried to stand up on his knees, and the moment his vision dimmed, the dizziness still shrouded him.

"..." Niatzi smelled a very faint sweet smell. He politely thanked Wutiao who helped him next door, and then asked him another thing, "If Xia Youjie hadn't died, one day , you, Xia You, and Jiarui Nizi—your school doctor classmate."

"The three of you stood in front of a tombstone at the same time, and said something that other people would treat as a curse master. What do you think is the reason?"

Gojo Wu let out a "huh" and said, "Xia Youjie is already a curse master."

"Yes, even so, you are still standing together for a certain reason." Nitro looked at him with his stomach pressed, "There are no more options."

The smile engraved on Gojo Satoru's face became much lighter.

The implication in his words is already obvious, Jiarui Niuzi claims to be from another world, so it is very likely that he knows more than that.

Similarly, he has no problem controlling the general direction, so it is not wrong to pay attention to the things he is wary of.

And the intersection of the three of them after the breakup is nothing more than a few people.

Gojo Satoru turned his head, the blindfold covered his eyes, but the feeling of being watched could still be clearly conveyed to Glass, he looked at himself, although he was laughing, his voice was not warm.

"I'll find out." He said, "Although I heard that the group of old oranges are very interested in curse bones—how did you get together with Fu Heisher?"

Gojo Satoru's question was as unpredictable as his personality. One second he was talking about the group of bastards in the Director of Curse Department, and the next second he jumped back to Fuheshier, who he had been looking at very unhappy.

Is that the case with enmity?

Nitro replied calmly: "He saved me several times."

"Hahaha, you guys are really interesting." Gojo Gojo laughed a few times, he directly refused to associate the name Fuheshier with the word "save", and asked maliciously, "Did I save you or sleep you? "

"Almost." Nitro said flatly, "So I'm pretty profitable."

"I thought about it for a while. Judging from your current personality, you are actually no better than Nitrate, rather worse. But you haven't actually experienced a lot of things after that."

"Just those few things, why do you say it's serious, like the sky is about to collapse?" Nitrate frowned, thinking that if he didn't eat, he might have to do something irrational. He remembered something and asked people, "Did you bring sugar?"

"Sweet and greasy chocolate is also fine."

Although he was very reluctant, Gojo Satoru took out a few candies from his pocket: "Didn't you just eat at three o'clock last night? Is there a curse spirit in your stomach?"

He was watching himself, but it didn't matter.

Nitrate thought to himself, compared to this uncontrollable state and the curse spirit, I would rather have the curse spirit.

When I was picking at the candies at home, Fu Heisher came back.

He was carrying the bag from the convenience store, and he wasn't very surprised to see Gojo Satoru in the room, and he was still handing the steaming cheap rice balls to the house.

Of course Nitro would not ask questions like "Where did you get the money?"

"Didn't you say that there is still class today? Let's go." The voice of the family was a little muffled with something wrapped in his mouth, "By the way, Wutiao, don't forget what you need to check. It's not advisable to go crazy afterwards. "

Fu Heisher, who was leaning against the wall, sneered after hearing this.

Gojo Satoru ignored him, and didn't say goodbye to Jiarui Nitzi. Before leaving, he took out a handful of sugar from his pocket and stuffed it into Nitzi's hand.

"Then goodbye." Gojo Satoshi said pointedly.

He appeared very suddenly, and left very quickly. After the glass bit the rice ball in a daze for a while, there was no trace of Wujo Wu left in the room—except for the handful of candy.

He should be a little concerned about Glass's sensitive reaction to the Director of Conjuration last night, as well as the few words he said for Noctua and him.

Including later rejecting Noctua's arrangement and pulling himself out of the high school.

How should I put it, if suspicion and concern are equally divided, the emotions will become so complicated.

"Is there any water?" Nitro asked suddenly. After eating the rice balls, he began to slowly wipe his fingers with the hotel's wet wipes, "So the money for opening the room last night was also taken from a 'good-hearted person'. I didn't Paying too much attention, I also forgot about it in the convenience store later, Mr. Knotweed is really miserable."

"What can you notice in that state?" Shire rummaged through the bag.

Nitzi took the mineral water he handed over, unscrewed it and took two sips. He tilted violently, and a small part spilled out and soaked his collar directly.

The brain finally became a little clearer.

"Then haven't I been paying attention to you?" Fu Heisher had nothing to say as Jiarui Nizi got his wish.

He shook his wet collar, raised his chin to signal the box in the corner, "Saya will leave it to you, although I feel she is very afraid of you."

Shi Er didn't raise his eyebrows.

Isn't this nonsense? I chopped up the good tentacle creature before, and then grabbed the body and threatened it. It's strange not to be afraid.

Fu Heisher looked at the box, and the moment he was stared at by his dark green pupils, the box actually shook on the spot.

When the time was almost up, Nitro stood up, and he signaled Shier to put up the box and go, and when he confirmed that nothing was left behind, he suddenly turned around and rummaged on Fuheshier.

"If you touch it any longer, you won't be able to leave in the morning." Shier warned him in a low voice.

After finally finding the newly bought cigarettes from the other party's trouser pocket, Jia Ruo Zi apologized without sincerity: "I'm sorry, next time you remember to buy an extra pack, I won't be like this."

While taking out the cigarette case, another note from the other party's pocket also fell out.It was picked up by Jiarui Nizi, and the paper strip was folded several times, and the texture of the paper can be felt very special.

It was about the same paper quality as the document he had signed before.

Jia Ruozi didn't ask anything, and stuffed the paper back into Fu Heisher's pocket.Then he lit a cigarette for himself, and he looked at Fuhesher through the smoke, and the other party did not shy away from looking at him.

He took a deep breath, his mouth was full of smoke, and then leaned over to signal Fu Heisher to lower his head, he put the cigarette on Shier's shoulder, and kissed him with his face sideways.

The taste of tobacco drilled into the throat along the trachea when exchanging breaths, bringing a spicy feeling that was completely different from the softness in the mouth.

Fu Heisher could feel the wetness on his chest—it was rubbing against his neckline soaked in nitrous oxide.

Nitro extinguished the smoke, and opened the door without energy. The temperature outside was much higher than indoors. If he hadn’t slept soundly with a heat source at night, Nitro would never have stayed indoors at this temperature all night.

The air convection made him feel better, and the smell of tobacco in the room was also blown away.

"Let's go." Jiarui Nitro went out, "Find the entrance to go back."

"Get everything over with as soon as possible so we can start to sort things out."