On the Compatibility of Spells and Death

Gojo Satoru's words successfully caught the eyes of Sakuya Kuchiki who was about to leave the living room just now, but he was completely unconscious and responded to Sakuya Kuchiki's eyes with a smile. Hugging the pillow in his arms, the whole person is like a lazy cat.

From here, he could vaguely see Kuchiki Sakiya's busy back beside the stove, and after tilting his head for a while, he focused his gaze on the fox mask again.

I don’t know how Gojo Satoru did it, he was still lying down, the next second the mask fell into his hands, he flipped it up and down for a while, and then he let go of the mask and covered his face superior.

As soon as the mask was pressed down, his vision was completely darkened, leaving only two small holes to barely see the narrow light.

This feeling is very bad, but it is not difficult for Gojo Satoru who wears blindfolds all the year round.

He took off the mask after wearing it for a while, smelling the faint aroma of food, he still lay there without moving.

"Sakiya"

"what?"

Kuchiki Sakiya was frying the tamagoyaki he called for, and he didn't lift his eyelids when he heard the sound, but there was no more sound from there, while rolling the egg roll, he looked towards the sofa, and Gojo Satoru had already sat up from the sofa , looked at him with a pair of eyes that he had praised several times.

Kuchiki Sakiya blinked, and he blinked too.

"...If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

"I want to drink white peach oolong."

"Go soak yourself."

"But, I don't want to move."

Gojo Satoru folded his hands on the back of the sofa, put his chin up, and lowered his voice a little: "Sakiya, help me make a bubble..."

"Are you not working hard and not distinguishing five grains?"

Facing his complaints like this, Gojo Satoru nodded, still with a confident look: "Is it not possible?"

"..." It's not impossible.

Although what he said was so, Kuchiki Sakiya knew very well that Gojo Satoru's situation might not distinguish the five grains, but he would definitely not be absent from work.

He just can't be bothered to move.

With such cognition, Kuchiki Sakiya resisted the urge to roll his eyes, lowered his head again and poured out the freshly rolled jade: "Then wait."

"Oh!" Wutiao Wujo responded and said nothing more.

Kuchiki Sakiya cut the tamagoyaki into several pieces, sprinkled it with bonito soy sauce and chopped seaweed, and then washed his hands to take out the white peach oolong tea and pour it on.

After the hot water was poured in, there was a scent of peaches in the living room, Gojo Satoru held up the teacup contentedly, and thanked him with a smile.

"Sakiya has really become more and more caring."

When Kuchiki Sakiya brought the food, he said: "There are more and more things that can be made, and he looks more like an ordinary person than before."

"I don't think you're complimenting me."

Kuchiki Sakiya put the chopsticks in front of him: "If you want to stay here and finish your meal, you'd better keep your mouth shut."

"Did I say something wrong again?"

Gojo Satoshi tilted his head in confusion, and was stared at fiercely, before he said with a teasing smile, "I think you're too dull like this, so I'm here to help you adjust the atmosphere!"

"Then I really want to thank you!"

Maintaining his good upbringing all the time, the young man who let Wutiao Wu let go took the bowls and chopsticks he had just put down: "Then you should go out!"

"You're being stingy like this!" The man accused him, with that handsome face like a high school student, he looked aggrieved without any sense of disobedience.

Kuchiki Sakiya put down the bowl and chopsticks again, and raised his hand while knocking on his head.

"Eat well."

Gojo Satoru was really good this time, the two of them ate dinner face to face, and when cleaning up the mess, he actively offered to help wash the dishes.

There are two people standing by the sink in the open kitchen where one person lives. It always looks a little crowded. Gojo Satoru always touches Kuchiki Sakiya's arm when he moves. I didn't say anything.

"I have something to ask you."

The two sat on the sofa after washing the dishes. Seeing that Gojo Satoru had no intention of leaving, Kuchiki Sakiya asked something that he had been wondering before: "Have there been more curse spirits recently?"

"Sakiya, did you notice it too?" Gojo Satoru, who was having a snack after eating, raised his head.

Kuchiki Sakiya has always thought that he is quite edible. He just ate a meal, and now he doesn’t feel full when he eats snacks. This is probably what Kusaka Yachiryu often said, "The stomach that holds the food and the snacks are different." For the same reason, he just couldn't do it anyway.

Seeing him nodding his head, Gojo Satoru licked off the crumbs of snacks remaining on his lips: "The curses are indeed becoming more and more numerous."

What he said was a curse rather than a curse spirit, causing Kuchiki Sakiya to look sideways at him: "What's the reason?"

"Because Su Nuo's seal has been broken."

Gojo Satoru's tone was very relaxed: "As the king of curses, he returned to this world with the help of Yourhito's body, and other curse spirits also appeared in response. Uneasy things can easily produce too many curses."

"Besides, the void has also increased?" He put a finger on his lips: "Although I'm not sure if it's the same reason, but it's also affected."

There may be other reasons for the increase of emptiness.

Kuchiki Sakiya didn't tell Gojo Satoru about this, because there were too many things involved.

Seeing that he was silent, Gojo Satoru put his palm on his head: "You shouldn't worry about these things, after all, you are still too weak now."

"...just keep your mouth shut."

Kuchiki Sakiya slapped his paw away from his head and stood up: "It's getting late. Wujo, you should go."

"It's hard for me to take a break."

Gojo Satoru fell back on the sofa due to the extra space: "Let me stay today?"

Although this seemed to be a request, the person concerned didn't mean to ask the owner's house at all. It seemed that he had already regarded this place as his own home, and he was unusually leisurely.

Kuchiki Sakiya had no choice but to agree.

Anyway, even if he refused, Gojo Satoru would stay.

At this time, the depressed young master Kuchiki didn't notice the corners of someone's lips curled up because of his agreement.

He stayed alone, and with his height, it was impossible to just let him sleep on the sofa, otherwise he would definitely have a backache the next day.

Gojo Satoru used this reason to ask Kuchiki Sakiya for a mattress and quilt, and then slept under his bed, and complained to him that the floor was too hard for the bed to sleep comfortably. Rukia's little Chabi left here was blurred.

"Sakiya, do you like this kind of thing?" Taking the soft rabbit doll in his hand and pinching it, Gojo Satoru looked at him with a suddenly enlightened expression.

"That's Rukia's!"

"Sister's? Hobbies are cute."

He returned the rabbit and asked, "Are you sure you won't let me sleep on the bed?"

"My bed is small."

Single beds in Japan are generally small in size. This kind of single bed of 1.8 meter by 1.9 meters can only sleep Kuchiki Sakiya alone. Just don't sleep.

"Either you sleep on the floor, or go back now."

"Then I'll sleep."

Gojo Satoru lay down again, but he still turned his body to chat with Kuchiki Sakiya, until Kujoki Sakiya told him to shut up because he had to go to class tomorrow, and then he calmed down obediently.

Kuchiki Sakiya's breathing gradually became calmer, and he fell asleep.

He didn't know if it was because he was too tired recently, he didn't even notice the sinking of the man sitting on the edge of the bed who got up lightly.

Gojo Satoru reached out and pulled his hair, smiling more sincerely than before.

The next morning, Kuchiki Sakiya woke up from the unbearable pressure.

Just after waking up, he saw a white "wall", and when his consciousness slowly became clear, Kuchiki Sakiya realized that this "wall" was Gojo Satoru's chest.

Now he is being embraced by Gojo Satoru, and covered with a quilt, it can be said that he is tightly wrapped, Gojo Satoru's arms are pressing on his body, and it is only when he is out of breath that he is a ghost.

"……Um?"

With a hoarse voice coming from above, Kuchiki Saki looked up and saw him looking down.

Eyelashes are so long.

Even if he already knew about this matter before, seeing him now can't help feeling so emotional.

The early morning sunlight came in from the window and reflected in Gojo Satoru's eyes, he had already woken up completely: "Good morning, Sakuya."

"……morning."

All the words that came to his mouth were swallowed, Kuchiki Sakuya sat up from the couch, Gojo Satoru who was still lying put his arms around his waist: "Are you going to get up?"

"I still have to go to school."

Kuchiki Sakiya pressed his head that was rubbing against him, and asked, "How did I sleep down there?"

"I do not know either?"

Gojo Satoru raised his head to avoid his hand, and then turned over and sat up: "I fell asleep, and Sakuya lay down beside me."

Is that right?

That's it!

After making brief eye contact with Sakuya Kuchiki, Gojo Satoru nodded and said, "You must be sleepwalking again!"

"……maybe."

Kuchiki Sakiya doesn't remember clearly about her sleepwalking, but it is indeed possible that there is nothing wrong with it.

He didn't get too entangled in this matter, but instead thought about whether his vigilance had become too low?

With Kuchiki Sakiya's original habit, as long as someone approaches, even if he is asleep, he can detect it, but now...

He glanced at Gojo Satoru, who was yawning, and wondered that he had slept with him twice without realizing it.

It shouldn't be like this.

Kuchiki Sakiya was a little depressed.

Looking at the back of him getting up to tie his hair, Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes.

"what happened?"

Kuchiki Sakiya turned his head suddenly, he rubbed his sleepy hair, and replied with a smile: "No."

"I just think the weather is pretty good today."

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