After COS real people crossed, they tried to cover their vests to save their lives

Coordinates Shibuya, Tokyo.

It was the end of October and the blue sky was spotless.

As the birthplace of the trend, many companies have gathered in the surrounding area, and there is always no shortage of people here.

In an elegant maid-themed coffee shop somewhere in the bustling central street, a strange customer who suddenly spent huge sums of money sitting by the window and even ordered all the desserts once.

All kinds of exquisite dishes exuding a sweet and greasy aroma had been placed in front of him, but he didn't move his fork, and told the waiter who was serving: You can all get off work early.

The maid was a little hesitant, and after asking the store manager and getting a positive answer, the store was soon vacant.

The only guest's face gradually became impatient, and he suddenly spoke in a cold voice.

"This guy can be three hours late."

[Based on the current traffic conditions, it is expected to arrive in 10 minutes. ]

The system projected all Wujo Wu's actions on the light screen. The real person knew that he didn't let him go. He was extremely confident in his own strength, and he didn't call anyone along.

But when he said he would see you in half an hour, he was all ready at the scene, and that person had just gotten into the car!

After taking a shower just now, Gojo Satoru opened the closet leisurely and chose what to wear when going out for a while.

Grinds outrageously.

Is it for a fight or a date?

Hearing Wujo Wuming pretending that he wanted him to wait, suddenly acting like a demon again and realizing that he had something missing, he instructed the dedicated driver and assistant supervisor Yi Dizhi to turn around, and the corner of Zhenren's mouth twitched.

"……hiss."

He couldn't bear to take a light breath, and picked up the phone on his elbow again to urge.

Pressing his chest to calm down, he asked as calmly as possible.

[Are you still coming? 】

【I'll be there soon~】

【You were so perfunctory half an hour ago...】

The content of the real person is still in the input box, and suddenly a light spot of hostile forces appears on the small map, and the distance is so close that it almost coincides with the location mark of the person.

At the same time, he felt a very oppressive spell coming from above, and as if he had a premonition, he turned his eyes to the side, just in time to meet the white-haired man who landed from a high altitude through the blindfold.

Because Gojo Satoru was so fast, it was difficult to capture the afterimages of the surrounding citizens.

I just felt that there were suddenly more people over there, and the tall man dressed in black, who was dressed in a strange way, turned into the shop in front of them before they had time to see his face clearly.

Actually moved here directly with the technique.

Arriving before the sound of anyone arriving, Gojo Satoru pushed open the store door and walked in with long legs.

"Yeah, long time no see."

Accompanied by the ringing of the welcome bell, he raised one hand to say hello, and at the same time put two fingers together to form a simple "tent",

This time the "tent" is not an ellipse, but has the same shape as the coffee shop. It only covers the building they are in. From the outside, they cannot see what is going on inside, and there are no other additional effects.

"Go straight to the point or..."

Gojo Satoru pulled the chair opposite the real person and sat down, resting his left arm on the back of the chair. Seeing that some of them had to be placed on the side table because they couldn't fit, there was a wide variety of sweets, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's so rich, the meal with severed head?"

As he said that, he hooked off the blindfold to reveal his clear eyes, carefully looked at the blue-haired young man, and confirmed that no matter how he looked at it, he was an ordinary human being.

It seems that the disguise is more exquisite than the previous two meetings.

It is such an "ordinary person", but he no longer hides the sutures on his body under his gaze.

Apparently, he used his ability. The spell that could change the shape of the soul was seen through when he saw Wujo Satoru for the first time. The prerequisite was to touch the soul with his hands and be restrained by Wujo Satoru.

When I met him for the first time, the other party was a standard mantra spirit, but later on "Sanada Hato saw" the human form, he couldn't see any flaws.

Being able to blind the insight of the six eyes to such an extent, the breath has also become elusive now, and it is constantly improving.

[The target is locked, and the skill card can be used at any time. ]

Hearing the system beep, the tense nerves of the real person completely relaxed.

"Will stripping" needs to look at the target. Of course, in a closed space with only two people, it will automatically default to another living body other than the holder as the target.

But this is not very rigorous, just in case the real person still spends all the reward points on hand, and planned to use other plans to control the strongest regardless of the lower limit, but he didn't expect Gojo Satoru to be so cooperative.

The overall situation was settled, and the special curse who had his face stitched showed an unexpectedly friendly attitude, pushing the specially ordered dessert over.

It can be said to be kind: "Eat quickly and don't waste it."

Gojo Satoru was curious about where he had the confidence to be undefended.

Using a spoon to poke the elastic food on the plate, he raised his eyebrows, "Edamame whipped cream, how do you know I like this."

"I remember that there is no such option on the menu of this restaurant. Could it be that I have asked Youta about my taste?"

The young man who usually blows up at one point online did not deny it.

Just repeated the urge to "eat quickly".

The ceiling of combat power that I stepped into the trap has not let down my vigilance, and no lower limit is always open.The brain processed the information sent by the six eyes, and everything told him that there was nothing abnormal.

Before sending the things to the entrance, Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped and looked at the real person.

"You don't know how to use poisonous means?"

Zhenren's good temper suddenly disappeared, and he gave him a blank look.

"I like to eat or not."

—

Another half hour later.

"Have you finished eating?"

The real person was so bored that he began to swipe his mobile phone. At the same time, he monitored the movement of the magic world and the curse master through the system. After receiving Wutiaowu's [Superior Invite me to eat dessert] message, Noctua Zhengdao was dazed and hadn't acted yet. not far away.

Hearing the sound of the moving plate on the opposite side, he looked up.

But seeing Qiangqiang holding a spoon in his mouth, he said "uh" in a questioning tone, and his eyes indicated that something was wrong.

The real person smiled and asked him to continue: "There is no rush."

Gojo Satoru seemed to understand something, he took out the utensils that hadn't been licked clean and pointed.

"You don't really want anything from me, do you—"

The relaxed air suddenly froze, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Gojo Satoru left the spot in an instant with his keen fighting intuition.

He did so, but he saw the "Gojo Satoru" who was still sitting opposite the real person, with only a slight change in expression...

The six eyes endowed the "spiritual body" with special characteristics. Seeing his still body from another angle, Gojo Satoru immediately understood that his reaction was only at the level of consciousness.

He looked at his translucent hands, then returned to the side of his body, trying to regain control, but suddenly found that even the peak mental power endowed by the six eyes could not break the status quo.

Because Gojo Satoru found out that he didn't have a spell.

——As if never in contact, the suppression from other levels.

Forcibly withdrawing his "consciousness" from his body, but he couldn't resist this rule.

"Ha...hahaha...it's actually like this."

If Gojo Satoru could still control his body now, his spell power would definitely get out of control.

The conjurer is always crazy, with weak consciousness holding the neck of the super magic spirit, with fun and interest written all over his face, he looked closely at the other party's different-colored pupils: "What the hell are you?"

"—"real people." "

[Prison gate border, open the door. 】

Throw forbidden objects in the aisle and give orders.

The Prison Gate started right next to Gojo Satoru, the four-cornered square framed the huge eyeballs embedded in gray and rotting flesh in the center, and were still bleeding. The pupils that seemed to be alive shrank and trembled, staring at the seemingly unaware prey.

Knowing that the other party could see what was going on, the blue-haired young man slapped Gojo Satoru on the face with a sense of humiliation.

Delivered a victory speech: "You'd better go in and eat slowly."

Taking two steps back to avoid being accidentally injured, the real person folded his arms and enjoyed the beautiful scenery with great interest.

In this open mode, it is really as difficult as climbing to the sky to ensure that the opponent stays within the effective range of four meters for 1 minute.

Because Gojo Satoru knew what it was at a glance, how could he stand there stupidly.

But it is said to be 1 minute, but it is actually calculated according to the time in the brain.

The original plot also saw "Xia Youjie" suddenly, and after Six Eyes came to the conclusion that it was him, Gotiao Wu's mind instantly flashed a three-year youth in high school before being sealed.

"Commemorate this day worthy of being recorded in history."

The real person smiled slyly and turned on the camera to take a group photo.

One minute passed, and Gojo Satoru replaced the "eyeballs" and was tied into it, with a blank expression like a doll.

At this time, the 5-minute statute of limitations for "will stripping" has not yet expired. After taking the photos, the real person flipped through the photo album and accidentally found a few photos from two years ago.

He used the mobile phone brought by time travel, and Gojo Satoru still kept the photo taken when he took a commemorative photo with him.Just now, the state of time travel was unstable, and he could see himself appearing in the camera, but now, of course, only the other party is in the camera.

Gojo Satoru is currently in a state of being sealed by the prison gate, unable to use spell power.

Just in case tinder is left behind.

It seems that there is nothing to say, the real person is about to lock him in completely.

Suddenly the controlling hand paused slightly.

[Is there a signal network in the prison gate? ]

The system answered the host's strange question: [... I'm not sure about this either. ]

The real person squeezed his chin and thought about it for two seconds, stepped forward and confiscated the communication equipment from Gojo Satoru according to the location of the system signal source, and found that one of the total two was not a backup machine.

Immediately despised and complained: [He even brought a game console when he went out to fight! ]

The system data scanned a certain grid in the warehouse but did not answer the call.

The half-baked host put the game console back, and kindly packed some desserts for the other party.

Print before stripping ends.

[The door closes. 】

The blue-haired youth smiled.

"Goodbye to the new world, Gojo Satoru."