The strongest he will never OOC

Gojo Satoru: ...

Ever since he was stabbed in the head by some social loafer in his second year of high school and completely awakened his technique, he has never overturned such a huge car again.

No one knows how it happened. It's like when two souls touch each other, the positive pole and the negative pole are suddenly connected, the heart is suddenly electrified, the mysterious mantra is reversed, and the warm light envelops the whole body like waves, He pushed out of his body and fell into another cold body.

The man looked into his pair of blue eyes, hesitantly raised his right hand, his slender, weak, pale, long black hair slipped from his shoulders, Wujou twisted a lock, and smelled the smell of the deep sea coming from him. breath.

—So what is going on here?

"Hey." Zhou sighed in surprise, pushed away the conjurer who was holding his shell, jumped up from the ground, and the angle of view from 1.7 meters rose directly to 1.9 meters.

He looked at this beautiful body curiously, his translucent eyes sparkled.

The wide viewing angle of "Six Eyes" only made him dizzy for a while, but he adapted well immediately. He pinched his face for a while, touched the muscles on his arms for a while, and even wanted to take off his clothes to look inside.

But his actions were immediately stopped.

Gojo Satoru found that although he had lost his six eyes, the magic power in his body was still operating as usual, and he could still easily use no-lower-limit spells.

The man pressed against the boy's body, and grabbed Hiroshi's hand that was trying to untie his belt.

Zhou paused, looked up at his own face, he hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time, almost forgot what he looked like.

But it doesn't matter what he looks like, he is very satisfied now that he has this body that he fell in love with at first sight.

"Let go of me." Zhou said, "If you want, I will give you my body."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows in shock, he hated looking up at others talking like this, "Who wants your body like a little ghost?"

The tide outside the temple slapped the sea surface, making a pleasant clattering sound.

The blue lamp in the temple was still burning, and the stumps of the statue were scattered all over the place. Two figures, one tall and one short, looked at each other in the light.

"I don't care." The white hair fell on the side of his face, and he raised his chin, "The tide is about to submerge this place, leave quickly, human." He wants to stay here alone to be a beautiful earthbound spirit up.

Wujo Goki smiled: "Hey, don't use my face to make that expression."

Day took it for granted: "Now this is my face."

It was the first time he met the thief curse spirit who robbed his body, and Gojo Satoru looked around him curiously, as if he had no sense of urgency to fall into a crisis situation.

He only regretted that the six eyes could no longer be used, and he couldn't see what kind of spell this kid was using.

But since he is the strongest, even if he doesn't have Six Eyes, he can bring down this guy directly by force.

——Hope to have time to go to Yugawara to enjoy the evening hot spring bath.

Gojo Wu crossed his index finger and middle finger, and suddenly felt that there are very few spell spirits that can force him to expand his domain recently.

As long as you can add three seconds of information to the other party's head, you can make the other party lose the ability to think, and you should get out of his body obediently.

"Field Expansion · Boundless Space"!

The continuous spell power was overwhelming, forming a solid barrier outside the two of them.

Day was in a trance for a moment, as if there were many things about to pour into his mind, but they were all blocked the moment they poured in.

"Ah, is it because my body makes the domain to be my own?" Gojo Satoru had the same expression on his face, if that's the case, then ask directly.

He asked curiously, "What kind of technique did you use?"

"Spell?" Hiroshi tilted his head in doubt, "I don't have a spell."

The man became more interested, "Then how did you do it? You can make the body swap."

"I don't know either." The young man looked naive, "Just a swipe, a swipe, and I changed it. Although the result made me very satisfied, I didn't do it on purpose."

I seem to have heard the same words somewhere.

"Has something like this ever happened to you?" Gojo Satoru poked his skinny cheek, "So this body was originally yours?"

Could it be snatched from some poor dk high school student?

"Human, you talk a lot." Zhou was a little impatient, "I've already said, I didn't do this."

"Okay—" The man raised his hand in surrender, but his eyes were glued to the opponent's body.

This is strange, the other party is clearly a body. The breath of the curse spirit is hidden in the human body. Even if other conjurers may regard him as a human being, it is absolutely impossible to deceive the "six eyes".

But this guy said just now that he hadn't done a body change, and his expression didn't lie.

A weird idea gradually took shape in Wutiao's heart——

Could it be that the other party is originally a curse spirit possessing human beings?

The man paused, and suddenly asked, "Would you like to go to Tokyo with me?"

"I don't want to." Zhou refused without thinking, "I'm an earthbound spirit, and I won't leave the place where I died."

"But you're not dead." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and pressed it against his slightly thin chest, "Listen, you still have a heartbeat, you're still alive."

"I'm just dead..." Zhou was a little confused for a moment, is he not dead?But he is a curse spirit, can a curse spirit be a living human being?

"You don't have such strong evil thoughts as a curse, so it seems that you are not qualified as a curse spirit."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand to touch those eyes full of doubts, and the sleeves of the kimono slid to the elbow, revealing a white and glowing arm.

——Which curse spirit is not strong and burly now, this guy is a little too thin, and looks so good-looking, it can't be a curse spirit transformed from a nine-tailed fox, right?

The young man subconsciously waved away the other party's touch, and suddenly froze for a moment, raised his sleeve and sniffed, "What kind of smell is this, it smells so good."

"Ah, that!" Gojo Satoru stretched out his index finger, suddenly excited, "It's the quicksand milk yellow bun in Yokohama Chinatown. When it was first baked, the milk smell wafted the whole street. It's very fragrant, right? !"

"Is it delicious?" Hiro immediately raised his eyes. In recent days, he picked up many snacks that tourists put on the altar table, including delicious takoyaki, chocolate beans and soy sauce balls. Eat very happily during the day.

If human food is so delicious, it is not impossible for him to temporarily forget that he is an earthbound spirit...

"Of course it's delicious! I've been queuing for more than half an hour!" Gojo Gojo squinted his eyes and smiled, "There are more delicious wagashi in Tokyo! They are sticky and sticky, one bite will bring you happiness." It's almost time to go to heaven."

"I can go to Tokyo with you." Hiroshi was completely attracted by the food, and the only reason left made him hesitate, "But I can only go for three days. I hate other places with many spells."

"But you don't have an ID card. If you want to take a car, it will take a whole day to go back and forth." The man pretended to be worried, "And the food in Tokyo is completely inexhaustible in just three days. If you don't eat it, isn't it Is it a pity?"

Day was silent for a while: "...that's one week."

"The famous restaurants in Shinjuku, and the grilled saury in Izu are also very good, but they all need to be booked half a month in advance..."

"One month, no more!" Zhou frowned, "I don't want to leave here for too long before I'm sure whether I'm an Earthbound spirit or not."

Having said that, Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers crisply, and finally showed a satisfied smile, "Then let's go back together!"

At this moment, the feeling of electric current crawling all over the body struck again. After a slight dizziness, the two souls returned to the place where they should have been.

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

Zhou felt that he suddenly became shorter, and stared at the white-haired man with scorching eyes.

"What are you looking at me for? This is my body, brat." The man with a happy body leaned down slightly, and flicked the curse spirit's forehead with his hand, "No matter what, you still have to go back with me and say I don't know when it will be changed again."

I went on a mission and brought back a special magic spirit. Those rotten oranges would be scared off their dentures if they knew about it.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the pale and beautiful young man... Forget it, it's better not to let those guys know for now, anyway, even he was almost deceived, and those dull old guys couldn't recognize whether it was a human or a curse spirit.

Let's say it's his own son... Anyway, when Hui was adopted, Xia Youjie looked at him strangely for several days, thinking that he had done something unforgivable to a certain woman.

"But before we leave." The white-haired man smiled slightly, "Are you interested in eating matcha ice cream filled with red beans while soaking in the hot spring?"