The strongest he will never OOC

When he just woke up in the morning, he felt dizzy, as if someone had placed dozens of magnifying glasses in front of his eyes. It wasn't until he slowly got up from the bed that he realized that he and Gojo Satoru seemed to have exchanged again.

He turned his head, and there was no one on the other bed in the room. Since he got into trouble in the bathroom last time, Gojo Satoru replaced the big bed in the bedroom with two single beds the next day.

There was Gojo Satoru's cell phone beside the bed, which kept ringing non-stop. After listening to the movement in other rooms, he realized that the other party was no longer in the apartment.

After the fingerprint was unlocked, several contact information immediately popped up, all of which were bearing the only Chinese character I could write, 日.

He paused, and clicked on the voice message——

"Go to class for you."

"I don't know when it will be changed back. You are forbidden to go out and undress in public."

"Otherwise I will kill you on the spot."

"The lunch money and the steps to order takeaway are placed at the entrance."

"If strange people come looking for you, don't open the door."

"That's about it. See you after class."

Not being allowed to go out and take off your clothes doesn't mean...

Hiro lowered his head, poked his strong chest and abdominal muscles with his fingertips, and suddenly raised his eyebrows happily.

——That means you can take off your clothes at home!

The curse spirit with the strongest shell quickly took off his pajamas, um, such a beautiful body, hiding in human chemical fabrics is the original sin!

Hiro squeezed the biceps on his shoulders, consciously walked to the full-length mirror in the bathroom, and looked carefully.

Tall, with beautifully curved muscles, powerful but not exaggerated, containing the taste of male hormones, the thin layer of muscles on my own body can't be compared with this at all!

After touching and pinching for a while, he leaned closer to look at those blue eyes in the mirror.

Like mint sparkling water with crushed ice, it is so clear that it is almost transparent, and it shines brighter than the brightest color of the sky...

Ah, and that!

Zhou lowered his head, and lightly tapped the edge of the fabric with his fingertips. For some reason, Manu Ling felt a little nervous after doing this step, as if he was doing something bad.

He hesitated, wondering if there was a rule in human theory not to touch here, but nothing came to mind.

Forget it, take a look, Gojo Satoru won't know.

Just when Tian touched the pure cotton fabric for the second time, there was a sudden bell ringing at the door.

Ok?

Is anyone here yet?

After thinking for a while, Zhou decided to satisfy his curiosity later, he walked to the entrance and glanced out of the cat's eyes.

There was a blond man standing outside the door. He was wearing strange sunglasses and a beige suit. He held a large knife wrapped in gauze in his hand. He rang the doorbell again when he paused to observe.

The curse spirit was startled by the sound from a close distance, took a step back and knocked over the shoe cabinet, and hit the ground with a bang. Gojo Wu's expensive leather shoes were pressed by the slightly sharp edges of the shoe cabinet. wonderful.

day:……

"Senior Wujo, I'm Nanami." The man's calm voice sounded, "I know you're here, and I have an urgent mission right now."

[If a strange person comes looking for you, don't open the door]

The voice message from the man's text message echoed in Hiro's ears. He paused for a moment, then looked at the cat's eye in confusion. This human looks very strange, but he also knows the name of Wujou...

Zhou paused, and said in a man's voice, "Who is Qihai?"

"..." Jianren Qihai took a deep breath. Even though he knew Gojo Goto was unreliable, he was still shocked by the other party's thick skin today, and deliberately pretended not to know him?

The blond man calmed down and told himself that this is just a fucking job, and if he endured it a little longer, he would be able to stay away from the sea of ​​suffering by the time he got off work...

"Jian Ren Qihai, a junior from a technical college, was asked by Principal Ye Moth to come to you. The secret level of this mission is very high." Nanami said, "You need to go in person."

Principal Ye Moth is the uncle in sunglasses who makes dolls.After thinking about it for a while, this should be regarded as a familiar person, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, let's open the door.

Jianren Qihai stood outside the door, staring down at his watch. As long as the door was not opened after 30 seconds, he immediately packed up his things and went home.

30, 29, 28...

Snapped!

The door was pushed open abruptly, Qihai raised her head slightly, and then froze in place like a sculpture.

The man known as the strongest in the magic world, with the title of ceiling of force and ceiling of beauty, is currently naked, wearing only a pair of boxer underwear and standing in front of him.

The other party still looked as if nothing had happened, lazily stroked his forehead hair that blocked his eyes, and showed a smile that was so brilliant that he didn't deserve to be beaten.

"What's the matter... Nanami?"

Sure enough, seniors and jobs are shit, this guy doesn't deserve respect at all.

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