The strongest he will never OOC

Gojo Satoru took out the key and opened the door of the apartment. The moment he entered the door, the signal of body exchange came suddenly. After a slight dizziness, he came back to his senses. He was sitting on the carpet in the living room, with his hands behind his back, and was going under the blanket. stuff something.

He raised his head expressionlessly, just in time to meet the black eyes of the young man at the door, the panic in his eyes had not been put away.

Day: "..." It's over, I was reading the manga that the panda stuffed me just now, I wanted to learn more ways of human intimacy, and I came back before I finished reading Gojo Satoru.

The comic book has not been hidden yet, and Panda said that Gojo Satoru should not be able to see the comic. Although he didn't understand the reason, the things that the furry curse told him were never wrong.

Gojo Satoru slowly pulled out the thing that felt like a magazine from under the carpet, and the young man's heart tightened, feeling as if he had done something wrong.This inexplicable guilt made him very uncomfortable, and he flew over, trying to snatch the comic book back.

The white-haired man easily pressed Hiroshi's single hand on the carpet, glanced at the things in his hand, and then fell silent.

On the cover illustration, the sexy manga two-person characters are scratching their heads and posing in poses that are impossible for humans. Gojo Gojo's temples hurt just by looking at it. This body flexibility can only be achieved by breaking the joints.

The point is not this, the point is why this brat, Zhou, has this kind of sexy BL comics? ? ?

"...Give it back to me." The tips of the ears of the boy who was wrapped into a cocoon by the blanket turned red.

The strange physiological reaction made Zhou's brain chaotic, the more he tried to calm down, the hotter his cheeks became, and he broke free from the restraint with the power of a spell, and rushed to grab the book.

Gojo Satoru stopped his movements, and it was the first time for the white-haired teacher to encounter such a situation, and he was obviously at a loss.

Although he also dabbled a little in the graphic novel videos of the health care genre in high school, he knew that the brains of adolescent boys in this age group had only two areas, the left half was Altman, and the right half was sexual thoughts.But as a temporary parent, it is extremely embarrassing to accidentally bump into one's own child watching health comics.

——Do you want to popularize the correct knowledge of both sexes for him?

Gojo Satoru looked at Hiroshi, the boy's face was blushing all over, and his eyes stared at him viciously and vividly, it was the first time that the emotions that an ordinary human boy should have appeared so strongly.

"Who gave it to you?" Gojo Satoru thought for a long time, and finally chose the best question to cut into.

Zhou struggled and said, "I won't tell you."

After listening to his answer, Wujo Wu understood that he didn't buy the book himself, and he knew very few people, and there were only three first-year students who had a good relationship with him.

The man asked: "Maki?" Girls should have more exposure to BL manga.

Hiruki shut his mouth tightly.

"Spine?" Boys of this age would not be surprised to see anything.

Day is still silent.

"Oh, so it's a panda—"

"No!" Zhou quickly interrupted the man's words. The curse spirit, who had never experienced social hardships and dangers, didn't know at this time that his reaction to cover up had actually completely sold the panda.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing, rubbed the boy's head roughly, and put the manga into his arms.

"Confiscated, I will return it to you when you become an adult."

Zhou stared at this ungrateful human being. He had slept on the bottom of the sea for so many years. Although his memory was a bit missing, he might be older than this guy.

Gojo Satoru knew what he was thinking just by looking at this guy's expression, and flicked on the center of his brow, "Don't think about messy things, if you are not an adult, you are not an adult, I will bind your phone to a children's mode, and you are forbidden to watch This kind of caricature."

Gojo Satoru didn't tell Curse Spirit about the Sugawara family's affairs for the time being. He had a strong premonition that Hiroshi would become like this, and it would definitely have something to do with the Sugawara family.He had to thoroughly investigate this matter before making any plans.

The boy who lost his comic book was so angry that he ate a whole 10-inch bacon and sausage pizza for dinner, sat alone on the carpet and watched TV, and didn't say a word to Gojo Satoru all night.

The man went out at night to solve a small task, and when he came home in the early morning, the curse spirit was already lying in the living room and fell asleep holding the curse skeleton.

The flickering TV fluorescent light hit the young man, Gojo Satoru squatted in front of him, stretched out his hand to cover the upper half of his face, and looked at him for a while, and he was indeed very similar to the little kid in his impression.

With long hair and a mask, she was taken as a little girl by herself back then, no wonder she didn't recognize her.

Zhou seemed to sense the aura of other people, and raised his eyelashes sleepily to take a look. The anger in the afternoon hadn't dissipated, so he immediately turned around and ignored them.

"Hello." Wujo Wu pinched the boy's ears, and was slapped down by the curse spirit.

Zhou quickly huddled into a ball and covered his ears, "What are you doing, human!"

The place just touched instantly ignited a fire, it was hot and red, and a trace of panic emerged in Zhou's heart. He had seen it on TV, and human beings will become like this when they get sick and have a fever, weak, powerless, and embarrassing , can only stay on the bed and be pricked by sharp needles.

The last few times when he was a little closer to Gojo Satoru, he would experience this kind of extreme discomfort. Although he knew that the curse spirit would not get sick like a human being, this feeling was really bad, like being pinched by someone's throat. The most vulnerable places are exposed.

"Go to the bedroom and sleep." Gojo Satoru got up, "I'll treat you."

He stuttered during the day, "Treatment, what is the cure?"

"The poison of the two-faced Su Nuo." The man raised his eyebrows as a matter of course, "What else can it be?" Now that it has been confirmed that Hiroshi is a descendant of the Sugawara family, it is necessary to speed up and help him get rid of the poison of Su Nuo, at least They can also have the ability to protect themselves outside the scope of their own care.

Hiro took a breath in surprise.

When he entered Gojo Satoru's body last time, the woman he met at the high school suddenly appeared in front of the boy, and Hiroshi could even clearly recall every word the other party said——

【A simple hug or kiss is still possible...】

[Forehead, cheeks, back of hands are fine...]

[As long as it is an effective skin-to-skin contact...]

The woman's words and the content of the manga were fused together in his mind without any teacher at this time.

The boy's Adam's apple moved slightly, facing the man's suspicious gaze, "Shall we kiss?"

Gojo Gojo paused for a moment, then chuckled, "If you want to be beautiful, the most you can do is give you a hug."

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After dealing with a special-grade curse spirit at the Snow Mountain Hot Spring Resort a few days ago, there was no troublesome task to travel, and Gojo Wukong spent most of his time with the curse spirit.After three days of sticking treatment, the toxin in the body during the day has indeed become much lighter than before, and it has been reduced by half compared to when it was first infected. It is estimated that it will be completely eradicated in another three months.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru would be irritated by the thought of the Tokyo Outstanding Faculty Selection Conference, which he had heard from Glass before.

First of all, you have to enter a large conference room with a group of teachers, and stay in it for at least four hours. You can’t talk without snacks or drinks, and you can only listen to hypnotic speeches given by some beer belly old men without the slightest passion.

The content of these speeches has nothing to do with the teaching of the college. Even in order to deceive people, Noctuma Zhengdao has always declared that the Conjuration College is a religious seminary. Every time the conversation comes to the college, some people will believe in materialism The teacher of values ​​cast a disdainful look.

"Some people even ridiculed me, saying that since it is a seminary, why does it need a school doctor? Just pray." Jia Ruozi was furious when he narrated, "These bastards!"

However, this is not the most disgusting thing. The most disgusting thing is the teacher's skill demonstration in the afternoon. According to Nitro, she regarded the dummy as a thick-skinned conjurer. Usually, because of the "reversal spell" assistance, The strike was not light or heavy, and unexpectedly, the head of the dummy was directly broken off.

Since then, she has received more than 20 complaints about her qualifications as a doctor in six months, and the high school has completed the guarantee, and the numerous complaints have died down.

"Can I call it violence?" Jia Ruozi thumped the table depressedly, "I knew a doctor friend before, who had to beat people to the brink of death before every treatment - in comparison, I can be called gentle as water."

Gojo Satoru even thought about letting Yidizhi pretend to go by himself, but was ruthlessly stopped by Ye Mozhengdao, telling him that those kind of meetings would have to check photos, and Gojo Satoru's teacher qualifications themselves were doubtful, and he didn't want to be checked by ordinary people to come to a high school If so, you have to go in person.

"Let Yi Dizhi dye his gray hair. In fact, people on the street usually say that we are brothers." The white-haired teacher said nonsense.

Night Moth Zhengdao kicked this guy out of the office directly, and warned him that although the high school has connections with the upper echelons of the general education circle, in order to avoid suspicion and disturbance among non-artists, he must attend, since he was so active at the beginning Draw lots, don't regret it.

——Sooner or later, he will kill the kid who caused him trouble all day long.

Before setting off, Gojo Satoru took out a suit jacket that he had barely worn and put it on - that kind of meeting required formal attire.

"The curse is full, send a text message if you have something to do." The man reminded him while putting on his shoes.It is impossible to take Zhou with him to the meeting, and now he is much more worry-free than before, at least he will not make common sense mistakes again, and there will be nothing wrong with keeping him at home.

Zhou was watching TV in the living room, and nodded casually when he heard the words, at this moment, the worst situation appeared.

Hiro stood at the door in a daze, and looked at Wujo Wu in his body in a daze.

The man was slightly taken aback, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Ah, what a pity, I can't go to the meeting in person."

Zhou regretted, "But I haven't finished watching this episode of "Primary School Student Detective"..."

"The murderer is the man wearing glasses." Wujo Wujo finished the drama with a very low quality, and then clapped his hands, "Okay, after all, you drew the lottery yourself, go quickly, Yidizhi is waiting for you in the car below, You don't have to worry about finding a place."

"By the way." The man threatened with a smile, "Don't cause trouble, come back and take you to your favorite sukiyaki."

The temptation of food made the mana spirit cheer up immediately, and put on a bright smile on the face of the white-haired teacher.

"Don't worry Gojo Satoru, I will definitely do well!"

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Day (excited): Definitely give you the Excellence Award!