Port Mafia's strongest son-in-law

Gojo Satoru was in pain from the beating, he frowned slightly, and looked pitifully at Nakaya with his blue eyes glistening like melting snow.

Zhong Ye was seen by him as helpless, no matter how much he blamed, he couldn't say it, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"Get this guy to resign immediately!!!" After shouting, Nakaya simply grabbed Gojo Satoru's wrist, and pulled him out of "Indulgence" regardless of everyone's surprised eyes.

Still staying under "Indulgence", he didn't dare to delay for a moment, immediately went to the manager, and under the heartbroken eyes of Yamada Kei, resigned Gojo Satoru very mercilessly.

I'm sorry, Mr. Manager, who made you fall in love with someone you shouldn't be attracted to? Mr. Chuya's order (xing) order (fu) is absolute!

Gojo Satoru followed behind him without saying a word, as if acquiescing to the decision Chuya made for him.

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At this time in the middle of the night, the downtown area is brightly lit, and pedestrians pass each other in a hurry.

Gojo Satoru was pulled forward by Chuya, following behind him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

This feeling is as if all the floats have fallen, all the prosperity has faded, all the indifference has melted, and all the darkness has disappeared.

As long as this is the case, following the person he loves will be enough to be stable enough to fill his entire chest, and even his fingertips can't help trembling.

it's time.

Gojo Satoru thought so.

He thought about what might happen, and his heart trembled.However, he carefully restrained himself, not letting him notice his strangeness.

The more you close the net, the more you must be patient.

Right, Chuya?

Nakaya was preoccupied with how to settle accounts with Gojo Satoru after returning home, but he didn't even notice that a man passed them by at this moment.

The man was wearing a peaked cap, which covered most of his face. I don't know if it was to cover up or to show flaws on purpose. His long gray hair poured out from under the peaked cap. It was a hot day, but he was wearing a Off-the-shoulder loose sweater.

The man walked past Gojo Wu and them, until he was a distance away from them, then suddenly stopped and turned to look at their backs.

There was a crazy and weird smile on the corner of the mouth hidden under the brim of the hat.

He raised his head slowly, exposing his face to the night light. It was a handsome but fragmented face, which was stitched together with needles and threads.

"It's so beautiful..." His voice was clear and soft, with a hint of coldness oozing out, one gray and one blue eyes looked at the two backs almost obsessively, and he laughed excitedly, "Special soul ..."

……

Tsk, so annoying~

Why are there always those things that don't have eyesight that appear at such important times.

When passing by the man, Gojo Satoru thought a little irritably, while secretly strengthening Infinity.

But the other party was as normal as an ordinary person, walking past them as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't notice Gojo Satoru at all.

Gojo Satoru didn't let down his vigilance. Sure enough, Liuyan watched the man walk away from them clearly, then stopped suddenly, looked back at them, and then showed an excited and perverted smile at their backs .

Gojo Satoru: "..." Couldn't it be intentional?

His eyes darkened, and he stood calmly behind Zhong Yezheng, blocking the man's gaze.

Very well, you are the same as those cursed spirits in Leibo Street, so you don't need to exist anymore.

Gojo Satoru sneered in his heart.

He will not allow any attempt to harm Zhongye.

His eyes fell on Zhong Ye who was still holding his hand, and his mood improved a lot in an instant.

But forget it, let me let you go today.Why, I have more important things to do now.

Afterwards, you must remember to thank Chuya, because he delayed your death.

Gojo Satoru was taken home by Zhongya.

Before the lights could be turned on, he preemptively took Zhongya into his arms.

He couldn't wait anymore, starting from the time when Zhong also kissed him in public.

That feeling was like Chuya declaring his sovereignty in front of everyone.

In the darkness, Gojo Satoru's blue eyes peeped out from under the sunglasses were exceptionally bright. He and Zhongya faced each other, lowered their heads, and looked into each other's deep blue.

"Chuya..." His expression was very serious, there was no unnecessary grievance or acting, but he could hear his cautiousness from his protracted ending, "I will never go to that kind of place again, and I will never be with you." When other people drink, they only drink with Zhong...I..."

Gojo Satoru stopped suddenly when he said this, and pursed his lips slightly, as if making up his mind.

It seems that it is really difficult for him to say the following words.

Zhong also looked at Gojo Satoru and said nothing. He originally thought that Gojo Satoru would use his usual tricks to get away with it, but who knew that the next three words of the other party made him stunned.

"I'm sorry." Such a flat and concise tone, but so sincere, people can't help but want to be convinced.

This was the first time Gojo Satoru said sorry.

For the first time in my life.

Most of the "sorry" that he usually said was inadvertent and acted on occasion. Only this time, he took out all his heart and lungs.

"What...why do you say that suddenly?" Chuya blushed slightly, luckily he didn't turn on the light, otherwise wouldn't he be ashamed?

What Zhong didn't know was that Wujo Satoru, who had six eyes, was also of first-class ability, and no slightest change in him could escape the opponent's eyes.

"I apologize to Chuya for the former Gojo Satoru. The former Gojo Satoru teased Chuya, deceived Chuya, and did a lot of things that made Chuya angry..." At this point he stopped again and said nothing. He asked seriously, "Can Chuu forgive that Gojo Satoru?"

"Why do you forgive or not?!" He didn't really blame you at all, it's just that he couldn't get angry in his heart.

Zhong also muttered in his heart.

Gojo Satoru, who understood Zhongya's subtext, narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Does that mean you don't blame me?"

Right... right what right? !Do not blame you?Who am I to blame?

Nakaya, who was about to nod his head, stopped abruptly, and only then did he realize what the other party said.

"...Who says you don't blame me?! I'm very angry! You and that woman are talking and laughing... um..."

Nakaya's eyes widened because Gojo Satoru kissed him recklessly.

This time it was different from the gentleness and flattery just now, but a bit domineering and strong, as if he wanted to convey his unspeakable affection through his lips and tongue.

Nakaya is soft in Gojo Satoru's arms, his dark blue eyes are full of water, he is addicted to it irresistibly, he hears the other party's rapid and powerful heartbeat, and the tip of his nose is the sweet breath of the other party's creamy ice cream.

His heartbeat also accelerated.

The two kissed for a while before they parted, and Zhongya stared at Gojo Satoru who suddenly woke up: "What are you doing?!"

Gojo Satoru was softened by that coquettish stare, couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Kisakaya's hair.

"Zhong also said the wrong thing." He corrected solemnly, "I didn't talk and laugh with Miss Hui... Qianye, we just wanted to benefit each other."

"What do you mean?" Chuya frowned slightly, not expecting this to be the reason.

"Miss Chiba is a newly recruited employee of the Supernatural Special Affairs Division, so she knows a lot." Wujo Satoru explained, "Although I am very happy to see Chuya jealous, I don't want Chuya to misunderstand."

"What did I misunderstand?!" Zhong also refused to admit it, his pretty face turned into a little tomato.

He didn't misunderstand, he saw it with his own eyes!

"Don't worry Chuya, I said I like you very, very seriously." Ignoring Chuya's uproar, Gojo Satoru continued, "Don't worry about Chuya, and don't doubt it. I will be honest with Chuya. If one day I will betray, Zhong can also kill me, I will not resist."

in case……

If love is a twisted curse, let him live his whole life under this curse.

As long as you are with me, as long as we are under this curse together.

Gojo Satoru stroked Nakaya's soft curly hair, from the root of the neck to the back, once and for all, as if soothing.

In fact, he has always been aware of the uneasiness hidden behind Zhongye's irascibility and fierceness.

The heart is also like a mirror, what you give him, he will give you back.

So, doesn't this mean that he didn't give Zhong Ye enough sense of security?

So from now on, he will choose to be honest, just like Chuuya did to him, sincere under the awkwardness.

"So, what about Chuya? Chuya just took the initiative to kiss me. Are you in the same mood as me?"

"How...how could it be the same?!" Chuya's face turned redder, and he couldn't even look directly at Gojo Satoru's face at this moment.

Even though he denied it verbally, he knew it well.

He was indeed tempted.

No one has ever squeezed into his life as forcefully as Gojo Satoru, and no one has ever said that he likes him so openly.

He had fallen into the trap from the very beginning, and had no intention of getting out.

But the feeling of not wanting to admit defeat made him not want to admit this fact.

"Isn't it?" Being stared at by those bright blue eyes, there is also an illusion of being pierced through the soul by those sharp eyes.

"Why are you angry? Why did you pull me back, and why did you... kiss me?"

The man imprisoned him in his arms, pressing on him step by step.

"I……"

"Is it difficult to admit that you like me, Chuya?"

The last sentence was very soft, as light as a whisper.

Naka also looked at Gojo Satoru, obviously the other party's expression didn't change, but he could feel the loss after that expression.

"No!" Zhong also shook his head.

This time, perhaps, as Frankenstein said, he should be more frank.

He also stretched out his hand, and hugged Wutiao Wu's thin and strong waist.

Well, he just couldn't see Gojo Satoru's expression and tone talking to him.

Word by word, sonorous and powerful.

"I like you too, Gojo Satoru."