Miss M7M doesn't want to be a conjurer

October 31, Halloween, Shinjuku, time is 21:34.

The alley is dark inside, and outside the alley are the blinking car lights in Shinjuku. This place seems a little remote, and there are no street lights on the road outside. Sometimes the only light source here is the mobile phone in the hands of real people.

The real person is checking Twitter, and Gojo Satoru is bored and moldy in "Prison Gate Frontier".

Gojo Satoru was lying on top of the pile of bones, having nothing to do, and the appearance of Machima kept appearing in his mind, from her orange-pink hair top to her delicate face, then to her slender waist, and finally White as jade toes.

Of course, when recalling some indescribable parts in his mind, even Wujo Satoru can hardly suffer, so he can only solve it by himself first.

It's very dark here, there's no light, probably because the outside world is too dark, and his "six eyes" can't be used temporarily because of the seal of "Prison Gate Frontier", so Gojo Satoru can hardly see anything here.

It was pitch black, and there was nothing there. Once you turned over, you would feel the bones under your body colliding with each other and making a "creaking" sound.

To be honest, this bed is not usually full of people, but Gojo Satoru doesn't know what is on the ground now, maybe there is something sticky.

Gojo Satoru thought that he might not be able to change clothes for a long time, so he didn't want to get dirty, otherwise it might be very uncomfortable.

but……

Gojo Satoru was twisted on it, and wanted to sleep at first, but he couldn't use the spell at this time, he just felt that the bed was hurting him, and he lost sleep for a while, and couldn't help but think of the real person's words before.

"It's true that I can't let you out, but it's not what Makima wants, so I won't do it."

The real man has a way to let him out.

But the stitched-face curse spirit seemed to only listen to Mazima, and Mazima herself had probably returned to her own world and resumed her job, leaving him behind by the way.

Hey, there seems to be something wrong...

Gojo Satoru suddenly thought of why the real person only listened to Machima's words. According to the information he knew, until the time of the exchange meeting, the real person had only met Machima twice at most.

Gojo Satoru guessed that it was definitely some kind of deal or bondage reached between the sister school exchange meeting and the real person. To be honest, if the real person appreciates Machima so much, it is impossible to change it from the second meeting.

Clearly, when they met for the first time, he was still provocatively attacking and was beaten by a dragon, just because of this Gojo Satoru also guessed that he couldn't get out of the shadow of Maqima and himself so quickly.

But since this guy appreciates Maqima, he must make good use of it, otherwise he will be sorry for such a good resource.

The corner of Gojo Wu's lips curled up, and he said to the real person outside: "I said, you like Maqima so much, don't you know who I am to her?"

The real person didn't stop swiping his phone, and he didn't seem to take Wujo Wu's words seriously.

Seeing that the gray-blue haired mana spirit looked indifferent, Gojo Wu couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, and just about to ask him why he didn't speak, the other party spoke.

The real person pressed the button on the side of the phone, and the dim light disappeared immediately: "Ah, I saw a very funny tweet just now, you ask me if I know who you are from Maqima?"

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but twitch. Recently, this guy really doesn't seem to take him seriously at all. Did he hit the dog with his spells when we first met? ?

Ah no, this product might not be as good as a dog.

What a cute dog.

Gojo Satoru didn't know why he thought of the dogs at home, and suddenly realized that both of them are gone now, what should the dogs do.

Although the dogs are very smart, it is absolutely impossible for them to be so smart that they rummaged through the cabinet to pour out the dog food and then drink water by themselves. That would be too anti-dog.

Damn...

Machima would be sad if the dogs starved to death.

Even if he was treated like that, in fact, no matter what Gojo Satoru was, the first thing that came to his mind was Machima's feelings, whether Machima would be happy if this was the case, or would Makima be unhappy if that was the case.

But after all, it was still a wrong payment, and Maqima had no heart.

Up to now, Wujo Satoru has almost recovered from the pain. It is not necessarily that Maqima has never liked him, but the importance of liking him is far less than her purpose.

In the darkness of the alley, a young man with gray-blue hair smiled happily and said, "I know, and I'm very confused..."

"——I can be male or female, and I can change into various positions, as long as Maqima likes it. Gojo Satoru, why do you firmly believe that you can monopolize Maqima's favor?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Gojo Satoru:? ? ? ? ?

What's going on with this curse spirit! ?Where did this guy learn the word tiger wolf? ?

And what kind of ancient bloody romance script is this? ?

"The Temptation of Spells"? ? !

There is one thing to say, the real person is now very much like the pretentious female mistress who said in the script, "It doesn't matter if you are married, I can love you".

Gojo Satoru felt that his three views had exploded. This mantra swiped his phone for nothing, watching some kind of serials every day? ? ?

Speechless, curse the world to eat jujube pills.

At this moment, the white-haired man had suddenly struggled to sit up from the pile of bones, opened a pair of dazzling blue eyes, and said in disbelief: "No, do you know what you are talking about now? Hello??"

Gojo Satoru's reaction at this time can no longer be described in just one sentence of surprise.

The real person propped his chin with a smile, and said awkwardly: "What nonsense are you talking about, Gojo Satoru, don't you realize that Maqima never liked you?"

Gojo Satoru swallowed his anger, he knew that this was just a cover made by the other party to mess with his mentality, and he knew in his heart how Maqima felt about him.

But at this time, he didn't know how to refute, because judging from what Maqima had done, she really didn't have any special feelings for him, and she didn't have any.

The real person shook his head, with a helpless face, and continued to sarcastically: "Maqima did that just to achieve her goal, and it was just a play on the occasion. It seems that you really take it seriously, it's so funny."

Even knowing that the real person said this on purpose, Gojo Satoru was still furious.

Gojo Satoru glared at the real person outside the "Prison Gate Frontier", wishing he could jump out and tear his stitched face apart right now.

When he goes out, he will definitely be the first to exterminate him.

Gojo Satoru was almost pissed off.

Fortunately, he knew that being angry was useless, so he quickly calmed down his inner anger, thinking about how to get out from here.

The best way now is undoubtedly to ask the real person directly, after all he said that he has a way to let him out, even if it may not be successful, it is definitely worth a try.

And now it's not just a question of whether to listen to Mazima or not.

Once he is not bound by the "Prison Gate Territory" and the spell power is released, Gojo Satoru will still be the strongest modern conjurer, the invincible existence. But half a second.

And then things slowly turned into—

Let him out and die.

If you don't let him out, you can still live.

This stitching monster was obviously not a fool, unless Maqima ordered, otherwise he would not be able to let him out, which was also Wujo Satoru's most distressing point.

Even so, Gojo Satoru still intends to ask, maybe he can solve it by himself inside.

The white-haired man raised his head slightly, stared at the real person and asked, "Hey, sew up your face, why did you say you couldn't let me out?"

The real person spread his hands nonchalantly: "It's the superficial meaning."

Gojo Satoru frowned, and asked with distrust: "Do you really have a way?"

In the next second, the real person looked at the big eyeball above the "Prison Gate Frontier", and smiled heartily: "Of course, if you don't have any ability, how can you be seen by Maqima?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

...It's really inseparable from Maqima, what kind of drug did she give him?

Gojo Satoru couldn't help thinking.

But in vain, he found that he seemed to be in almost the same state, and the complaints he just wanted to say were forcefully held back in his stomach, and finally rotted inside.

Maybe in the future there will be a new rare disease in the world, Maqima disease, which means that the mind is full of people like Maqima, and there is no cure.

Gojo Satoru's thoughts diverged for some reason, he shook his head, and threw out his unrealistic thoughts.

He continued to ask the real person: "Then how can you let me out?"

"Why let you out? Let you out and kill me?" Zhenren asked suspiciously.

Wutiaowu: "..."

...It makes sense, but he couldn't refute it.

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, I won't exorcise you, let's restrain you."

Since the real person is not at ease, then he should not feel that he will be the first to exterminate him after he comes out, even though this wave of Gojo Satoru feels that he has suffered a blood loss.

However, the real person still shook his head in a daze: "No, I'm afraid that you and I will die together."

This is something Wujo Wu can do.

After the real person finished speaking, he nodded immersedly, thinking that what he said was really good, right, and reasonable.

Gojo Satoru: "...???"

How can we talk about this? ?

Then the real person said quietly: "And use my technique to forcibly drag your soul and body out of there. The risk is still very high. After all, there is a price to pay for everything. In a good situation Cutting off children and grandchildren, if it is not good, you may be paralyzed."

Of course, he lied to him.

Forcibly bringing Gojo Satoru out of the "Prison Gate Territory" is indeed a price to pay, but not a complete price.

To make an analogy, Wujo Wu "pawned" the price on him and "Prison Gate Frontier", and he could get it back when the time came, but on the contrary, Wujo Wu would also return to the seal again.

This kind of thing can also be done by a real person's technique. You have a soul before you have a body. Gojo Satoru's soul is compressed in the "Prison Gate Frontier", so sex is also compressed in by the way.

But in fact, the general seal itself does not require him to open a pawn shop.

But "Prison Gate Frontier" is not an ordinary seal, it is a special-grade curse that can seal everything. This will be more difficult to do, but it is not impossible.

And the real person can use some kind of price to drag Gojo Satoru's soul out of the seal, as long as he can exchange his soul back later.

Although he was talking nonsense just now, the effect of intimidation should have been achieved, right?

In the next second, Zhenren felt a familiar and gentle voice in his head.

【—let him out. 】