The strongest he will never OOC

"Forget it, I don't want to go to the police station because of this." Gojo Satoru glanced at Hiroshi, with a smile between frivolity and indifference in his blue eyes, "I'm not interested in this guy enough to sacrifice my life for him." righteousness."

"It's up to you." Jia Ruozi shrugged, "Let's go, just pretend that I've never been here before."

……

During the day, I had a very long and lonely dream in a daze.

In the dream, it was a corridor that was so long that it could not be seen. The severely worn wooden floor stretched from his feet to the dark distance.

On his right side are Japanese-style sliding doors, behind which there seems to be a room, and Tian can keenly perceive that countless eyes are rustling and observing him in the dark, but there are no gaps in all the carved windows. The light shines through, as if being spied on is just an illusion.

On his left is a one-meter-wide courtyard corridor, and a continuous high wall stands one meter away, blocking the sunlight and casting a whole bluish-black shadow. The damp moss covers people in it, suffocating and unable to escape.

There is a thick layer of snow on the bluestone floor tiles of the courtyard, only this snow is white, it is melted by the dull temperature in the courtyard and then freezes, pressing into a hard and hard board.

He paced forward slowly uncontrollably, and only his footsteps echoed in the corridor.

He was wearing cold and hard clogs, and when he stepped on the floor, he would make a muffled rattling sound. The thin socks could not resist the cold winter air at all, and his toes were tightly curled up, frozen. Freezing, but unable to stop.

Daylight vaguely felt that once he stopped, something more terrifying and cruel would happen.

The cold wind poured into the corridor through the gap, he was so cold that he shivered slightly, and slowly walked into the deepest shadow of the corridor.

A door appeared in front of him, and the old yellow talisman paper was densely pasted on the door panel, door cracks, and all visible gaps.

In the center of the talisman paper, there are complex and varied patterns drawn, each of which is different, but those sharp strokes are like grinning beasts, all of which are equally creepy. I don't know if they are painted with cinnabar or blood of something. Yes, exuding a pungent stench.

When Zhou raised his hand, he saw that his palm had shrunk a circle, and his knuckles were covered with bruises and scratches.The cuffs of the maple-leaf-patterned bathrobe on a blue background did not have the holes in the impression, but hung neatly on the wrist.

At this time, he realized belatedly that he seemed to be much shorter than usual.

But right now he didn't have time to think about this problem. With his petite palm clasped on the door, a strong and cold breath rushed towards his face, penetrating from his fingertips to the soles of his feet, which was more chilling than the snow falling into midwinter.

Noisy voices came from behind the door, including sharp and shrill howls, hoarse and strange low laughs, and murmured cursing——

"That conjurer kid is here again, he wants to eat him, this time he must be eaten..."

"I want his eyes and brains. I heard that the livers of human children are also very tender..."

"Break his bones! Hot marrow must taste better than fine wine!"

"Kill him kill him kill him kill him..."

Zhou felt himself trembling, and slowly pushed the door open a gap, the cold magic power and negative and gloomy emotions enveloped him in an instant.

He closed his eyes, completely swallowed by the darkness inside the door...

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warm.

Day closed his eyes like a cat and arched towards the warm place, and was dragged out by the neck like a cat.

"Hey, since you're awake, get up for me." Gojo Satoru tore the gecko-like thing away from his chest, and decided to temporarily replace the original double bed.

Because of this guy's physical condition, he was forced to squeeze together on a single bed for one night. God knows how his 1.9-meter height curled up and spent the whole night wrongedly - the mantra in front of the key is still sleeping!Don't!Difference!

The man basically didn't close his eyes very much, he was always pushed back and forth by this guy, and let him keep leaning into his arms.

If it was an ordinary human being, he would still be able to bear it, but the super-level curse spirit was so powerful that it was not serious, and almost kicked Gojo Satoru out of bed several times.

Hiroshi stuffed his head into the quilt in pain, not understanding why human beings have the rule of getting up early.

When he lived at the bottom of the sea, he thought about when to get up and when to get up, the fish and shrimps would not dare to come close to disturb his sleep when they smelled the dangerous smell.

Forget it, this guy... Gojo Satoru sighed, stuffed the caterpillar puppet-like skeleton that Lian Ye had borrowed from Noctuma Zhengdao into Day's arms, and personally asked him for a leave of absence.

As long as the mantra power is input into the mantra skeleton, it can be stored for more than twelve hours, which is perfect as a hand warmer during the day.

Although the effect is not as good as staying by his side in person, at least there is continuous comfort, relieving the pain caused by Su Nuo's finger toxin in his body.

Daytime is free to skip class, but Wujo Wu can't, the lovely future of the magic world is still waiting for fresh knowledge education in school, and night moth Zhengdao has a lot of complaints about his long-term lateness, he still has to be a little more serious occasionally A little, or you will be nagged the whole semester.

After Wujo Wu left, he was still too cold holding the mantra, although he was not to the point of coma, but he was still so uncomfortable that he couldn't sleep.

He got up reluctantly, went to the closet to find clothes to wear, and found that no matter how many layers of clothes he put on, he couldn't relieve the coldness emanating from the depths of his soul.

The mantra hugged the caterpillar doll tightly, hoping to absorb the warmth from Gojo Satoru's mantra.

Suddenly, the boy's gaze stopped at a corner of the closet, and he sniffed it. The familiar shower gel was mixed with the fragrance of washing powder.

Day slowly took out the white shirt, buried his face deeply in it, it was so fragrant and soft.

Wear this today, although it's a bit big.

The size 190 is indeed not suitable for a small man like him. It is clear that the hem of Wutiaowu is just enough to be tucked into a suit trousers, and it almost hangs down to his knees.

Hiro resignedly sat where he was and disliked his height for a while, then found a pair of shorts and put them on.

Sure enough, I still want that human body.

The radians of the muscles are beautiful, the fullness of the grooves is just right, and the skin is not sickly and pale like his.The eyelashes and hair are all the color of sparkling snow, and the most beautiful of them are Gojo Satoru's eyes, which are more crystal clear than the most expensive blue diamonds, as if there is an entire light blue universe hidden inside.

Day pinched the green caterpillar doll, rubbed the mantra poured into it, and then sat up satisfied.

As soon as the door was opened, the peach-colored curse spirit yelled at Ceng Zhou's face, and was pushed away by the young man in disgust.

"Puff Chirp..." The little curse spirit drooped her peachy tail, looking a little aggrieved.

Zhou Wuqing said: "It's very cold, don't touch me these few days."

Pujiu leaned forward resolutely, but was grabbed by the head, twisted into balls, and thrown into the living room.

Hiro bared her canines threateningly, "Or I'll eat you."

The pink curse spirit shivered and shivered, its small eyes peeking at the other person through its appearance, the adults are still so scary, but they are so powerful, Pujiu likes the powerful adults the most!

Gojo Satoru left a small cake on the dining table, and sweet hot cocoa on the heating coaster. After wolfing down his stomach, he nestled in the living room carpet and surrounded himself with pillows to watch TV.

Now he is in the stage where he is full of curiosity about everything in the world. He has lived on the bottom of the sea for a long time and is far away from human society. Everything he sees is very novel, and he absorbs a lot of information from the surrounding environment indiscriminately.

Apart from boring documentaries, Zhou's favorite thing to watch is the bloody Japanese dramas on the VOD station.

He held the caterpillar skeleton in his abdomen, piled all the snacks in front of him, and randomly chose a TV series whose cover looked interesting.

Due to the level of education, all he can watch now is local dramas that he can understand without subtitles. When he saw the school logo on the picture, he thought it was a school idol drama, so he clicked in. He had no idea that what he ordered was a drama. R18's limited drama.

Although the TV station will not broadcast excessive content, the label r18 is also because it violates correct values ​​and will mislead young people. It does not involve mosaic plots. At most there are some clips of kissing and hugging. Said it really opened his eyes.

"It turns out that this is how human beings express their love..." Day looked at the drawn mouth of the hero and heroine, nodded cautiously, and chewed a handful of caramelized persimmon seeds.

——Learned, will it be more sincere to express appreciation for Gojo Satoru's body in this way next time?

Mantra, who was completely caught in a social misunderstanding, read it with relish all morning, and firmly memorized all the knowledge points in it.

At noon, Wutiao Wu sent a message saying that he had ordered lunch for him, and warned him again not to go out with strangers casually.

Zhou returned a [ghost OK.jpg], and by the way, replied to the condolences sent by the pandas one by one.

His reason for asking for leave was illness and a high fever. Gojo Satoru had already matched his statement with him, so when faced with the worried questions of the first-year students, Hiro did not reveal his flaws and answered very concisely.

[Dog Juanji: Day, are you sick, are you feeling better now? 】

During the day, press and hold the voice button: "Yes, there is."

[Panda: I brought the latest manga, I will lend it to you when you are ready, hehe, it is that kind of manga, be careful not to be discovered by Gojo Satoru]

what kind of manga?

Zhou shook his head, forget it or not to ask, he replied "OK".

[Zenyuan Maki: Hi, do I need to visit you after school?We are all worried about you]

Zhou paused, swallowed "no need" into his mouth, and remembered the TV series saying to be gentle with girls.

He said: "It's okay Maki, I'm getting better now, let's meet again next time in class."

These human beings all cared about him from the bottom of their hearts, and Day could sense this, but he was not yet used to getting along with other people.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

The meal that Gojo Satoru ordered for him arrived.

Day slowly got up with the caterpillar in his arms, walked to the door, and opened the lock with a click.

"Wujo Wuyou..." The cold voice outside the door stopped abruptly.

Day slowly raised his eyes, meeting a pair of dark blue eyes.

Standing outside the door was a boy with a black sea urchin head about his age.

Fu Heihui would never have imagined in his life that it would be so difficult for him to come to Gojo Satoru to ask for the guardian's signature during the school sports day.

The guy couldn't get through on the phone, and Gojo Honka said that he hadn't been back for a long time, and he was probably in the apartment at the high school, so he ran here directly.

The one who opened the door was a long-haired boy with a delicate face.

The point is not this, the point is—

Why is he only wearing a white shirt that is obviously not his size? ——Of course, Fu Heihui realized the second he saw the scene in front of him. Isn’t this thing Gojo Satoru’s expensive dress? The pattern of the buttons obviously belongs to an Italian handmade brand, and each piece Tailored.

why--

What else is there, the boyfriend's shirts are all on, the answer is not obvious...

Fu Heihui stopped thinking.

In the suspicious eyes of the other party, he subconsciously disregarded his relationship with Wujo Wu, "I'm here to find Wujo Wu... He is my guardian, a legal guardian."

As soon as Fu Heihui finished speaking, Zhou took a deep breath.

——That human actually raised other teenagers behind my back!

Fu Heihui looked at the other party's white legs exposed to the air, and took a deep breath in pain.

——That scumbag doesn't even let minors go!