On the Compatibility of Spells and Death

Kuchiki Sakiya received Gojo Satoru's reply sometime in the evening, and only three words were known for the reply.

He looked at the reply on the screen and raised his eyebrows, always feeling that the other party had some bad idea in his mind.

But before he could think about it, there was a sound of the doorbell. Kuchiki Sakiya threw the phone aside, turned over from the sofa and walked to the door.

Just as he opened the door, darkness appeared in front of his eyes. The man's body temperature carried the cool air outside, wrapping him in his arms, and a pleasant voice came from above his head: "Are you surprised, Saki?"

"Absolutely not."

Kuchiki Sakiya more or less guessed something, pushed Gojo Satoru's head and retreated from his enthusiastic embrace: "You just came back from a mission?"

"Why do you ask?"

"It smells a bit strong."

Gojo Satoru smelled his own scent, and said, "It's a guy with a troublesome smell, but I thought I didn't get it."

"I'm afraid your nose is broken."

Kuchiki Sakiya pinched her nose to look disgusted, and pointed in the direction of the bathroom not far away: "Go wash it first."

"That's so embarrassing!"

That's what the man said, but his footsteps have already walked over there, and he said as he walked: "I haven't eaten since I came back, and I feel very hungry. Sakuya will help me make something to eat by the way." Bar!"

"Do you really think this is your home?"

What Kuchiki Sakiya answered was the sound of Gojo Satoru closing the bathroom door. He looked there for a long time, and suddenly sighed helplessly, feeling that he was really too indulgent to Gojo Satoru.

Kuchiki Sakiya walked towards the kitchen while thinking this way, only thinking that the other party is a brat, and it would be better not to worry too much about it.

After dinner, Gojo Satoru took a shower, covered his head with a towel, and walked into the living room with only a towel around his waist, complaining to Kuchiki Sakiya: "Sakiya, your clothes are too small, I I can't wear them all."

"Then please cut off a leg yourself!"

Kuchiki Sakiya's cold eyes were directly scratched, but Gojo Satoru smiled extraordinarily brightly.

Those blue eyes were covered with a layer of mist after taking a bath, coupled with his somewhat deceitful childlike face, he looked innocent: "I won't do anything to myself."

"Is it?"

"Of course!"

Gojo Satoru nodded, and dragged his voice: "But if Sakuya did it, maybe I can think about it."

Kuchiki Sakiya slowly picked up the kitchen knife placed beside her.

Seeing this, he added another sentence: "Of course, the premise is that you can beat me."

The flying blade stopped in mid-air, Gojo Satoru reached out and took the knife that was about to fall to the ground, weighed it in his hand, then turned on the faucet to rinse it, and put it back to the original place: "Sakuya, It's dangerous for you to do that."

"Do you think it's dangerous?"

"no!"

He answered this rhetorical question almost without thinking, and said with a smile: "Because I am very strong!"

"Oh."

Kuchiki Sakiya responded indifferently, wiped his freshly washed hands, and walked to the sofa not far away: "Take it and eat it yourself."

"learn!"

Now Gojo Satoru didn't bother him, he picked up the fried rice on the table and went over there to sit down with Kuchiki Sakiya.

While eating, he asked, "Have you gone back to the Soul Realm?"

"Well, I went back and solved a little problem by the way."

Regarding Kuchiki Sakiya's identity in this world, this trip can be said to have been completely resolved.

This is also the blessing of Aizen Soyousuke who made such a big show. All the 46 rooms in the central room were completely killed, and even the always rigid captain became much more talkative.

In the future, he doesn't have to hide from the soul world like before, which is really a good thing in general.

When Wujo Satoru heard this, he just glanced at him, and didn't ask any related matters. Instead, he asked about the dim sum mentioned in the text message.

"Aren't you still eating? Why are you still thinking about snacks?"

"Because you said you would give it to me!"

Gojo Satoru doesn't look like an adult at all now, showing childishness to the fullest, making Kuchiki Sakiya start to worry about his students.

He took the rest of the snacks under Gojo Satoru's expectant eyes, Kuchiki Sakiya only kept one box for himself, and planned to give the rest to this guy.

"The Kuchiki's Japanese sweets are really good."

Gojo Satoru held a dessert that was made into a peach blossom shape, looked at it for a while and threw it into his mouth, he was a little slurred because of the chewing action: "Whether it is the appearance or the taste, it is the best I have ever eaten."

"Of course!" Having said that, Kuchiki Sakiya also maintained a little pride.

As the head of the five nobles in the world of corpses and souls, the Kuchiki family's attention to food and clothing is far beyond that of ordinary families. In addition, the chefs have been improving and passing on the skills for such a long time, which is far better than that of the current world. Young people who have gone through all kinds of twists and turns or faults do much better things.

Of course, it is also because of this reason that they are not as innovative as they are in this world.

Kuchiki Sakiya casually picked a cherry blossom-shaped dessert from the grid, put it to his mouth and took a bite: "However, there are more varieties of desserts in this world."

Gojo Satoru shrugged irresolutely, put his hands down temporarily, and finished the bowl of fried rice just now.

"I'll stay here tonight."

He said: "I've already thrown my clothes into the washing machine, and I can't finish washing them in a while, and even if I finish them, it's too late, so I might as well just stay here."

"As you like."

Kuchiki Sakiya did not refuse, glanced at him, saw that he was covered with only a piece of cloth, and asked, "But, are you sure you are like this?"

"what is the relationship!"

Gojo Satoru put his arms on the back of the sofa carelessly, and wrapped his arms around Kuchiki Sakiya's shoulders: "Everyone is a man, so Sakuya, are you still shy?"

"No."

Kuchiki Sakiya pushed his hands off his shoulders, then stood up: "You tidy up here, I'll go lay the quilt."

"Then trouble you!"

Gojo Satoru shook his hand at him with a smile, and waited until he could no longer see Kuchiki Sakiya's back, then slowly turned his gaze back to the snack box with two empty compartments.

He smiled inexplicably, just as Kuchiki Sakiya said, he took it back to the sink and washed the dishes and chopsticks properly.

When Gojo Satoru lay down, Kuchiki Sakuya just came back from the shower.

His usual high ponytail was put down, still carrying the moisture from the bathroom, his brows and eyes seemed to be softened a lot because of this image, and he really looked like a girl.

"Sakiya looks really good-looking."

Gojo Satoru was lying on the couch, looking up at him with his chin resting on his hands: "You look so pretty, just like a little girl."

Kuchiki Sakiya didn't speak, and answered him directly with actions.

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed was particularly obvious in the quiet room. The blade of the sword with the circulating lights was right next to Gojo Satoru's neck. Kuchiki Sakiya looked down at him from a high position, and his lowered eyes somewhat resembled Kuchiki Byakuya's coldness. : "One more word, believe it or not, I cut your tongue off?"

"Sakiya wouldn't do such a cruel thing."

Obviously being threatened by someone, Gojo Satoru smiled like a normal person, and pushed the back of the knife with his fingertips, leaning the knife against his neck.

When he was about to get close to the skin of his neck, Kuchiki Sakiya turned his wrist and retracted the Zanpakutō.

Gojo Satoru looked like he had guessed it a long time ago: "Look, you are really reluctant."

Kuchiki Sakiya hit his forehead with the scabbard of Tianhua, and pushed his head down.

"sleep."

"sleep tight."

Gojo Satoru rubbed his forehead, rolled over and got into the bed, while Kuchiki Sakiya put Su Tianhua away again, lifted the quilt and lay down.

Both of them said they were going to sleep, but neither of them actually closed their eyes, but they didn't say anything to the other, they just stayed in the same bedroom in silence.

Kuchiki Sakiya looked at the dark ceiling after the lights were turned off, sorted out the things that happened these days in his head, and finally fixed his thoughts on Xia Youjie who was wearing a deadly costume.

After returning to the world of corpses and souls, he was absolutely sure that the man in cassock he had seen had nothing to do with Xia Youjie.

At least one can be sure that apart from being Xia Youjie's body, it has no connection with him.

So, who and for what reason manipulated the bodies of dead people?

Kuchiki Sakiya felt that it must not be a situation where he had no other choice.

There must be some conspiracies behind this, and behind these conspiracies...

He squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Gojo Satoru who was lying on the ground.

But because the room was pitch black and the curtains were drawn, Kuchiki Sakiya could hardly see him.

Kuchiki Sakiya had a feeling that these things were probably aimed at Gojo Satoru.

"Five."

"What's the matter?" Gojo Satoru quickly answered him.

"Be a little more careful during this time."

"Are you worried about me?"

Gojo Satoru seemed to have turned over, and Kuchiki Sakiya could hear the sound of rubbing between his body and the quilt: "I'm just reminding you."

"it's okay no problem……"

The man's voice made people feel at ease in the dark night. He tilted his head to look at Kuchiki Saki who was sleeping on the bed. Compared with the other party looking at him, he could see Kuchiki Saki clearly. From Mi's eyebrows and expression, he knew that he was worried.

"I am the strongest."

"hope so."

Seeing that he was so confident, Kuchiki Sakiya also felt that he might be worrying too much, and swallowed the matter about Xia Youjie again, and pulled the quilt up: "Then I'm going to sleep."

"Well, good night!"

"Good night."

There was only the sound of peaceful breathing in the room, and Kuchiki Sakiya fell asleep quickly, and slept soundly until the next morning without dreams.

Before he opened his eyes, he felt that something was wrong. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Gojo Satoru's face again as expected.

The difference from last time was that Gojo Satoru was awake at this moment, and greeted him with a smile when he saw him wake up.

"Good morning, Sakiya!"

... Next time, don't keep him overnight.

Young Master Kuchiki was quite depressed.

The author has something to say: Sakiya: sleepwalking is a disease, it can be cured

5t5: I think it's fine

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