With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

"Signature milk tea, ask for full sugar."

At this time, there were not many people in the milk tea shop, so Gojo Satoru seemed to be more prominent. The 1.9-meter white-haired young man's figure and height had nothing to do with thinness, but he had a dazzlingly beautiful face. The pair of god-like eyes were so dazzling that the cashier didn't dare to look directly at him.

Gojo Wu could see the types of milk tea on the hanging sign without looking up. He turned his head and looked at Wu Tiaojin, who continued to pretend to be a blind person, "What flavor do you want to drink? Well, I'll make the decision."

Gojo Satoru ordered another three or four cups of milk tea with different flavors, all of which asked for full sugar.

Under the cashier's "really or fake" expression, Gojo Satoru confirmed again with a smile.

When Wu Tiao purlin shakes the milk tea, he only feels that the sugar inside is too viscous due to the imbalance of the ratio, so that it has not melted completely. He knows that Wu Tiao Wu Dian whole sugar is just to tease him. After all, this person is not out of taste. Just leaning towards sweetness.

The superficially obedient Wu Tiaolin picked up the milk tea and took a sip. He didn't change his face, "The taste is not bad, Wu Jun's recommendation is always good, so I will choose this cup, and please Wu Jun for the rest."

He silently pushed the other two cups of milk tea closest to him towards Gojo Wu.

"It's too cunning." Gojo Satoru rested his chin on one hand, like a precious white-haired cat, with a lazy and relaxed expression, thinking that he deserved to have to deal with the old orange every day. Don't be too eloquent, then he stretched out his hand and waggled his index finger, "No, we can finish drinking the milk tea on the table today before going to the next stop."

"Hurry up and drink, after all, I'm not someone who likes to waste."

Listening to Gojo Wu's tone of voice, Wu Tiaolin glanced at the seven or eight cups on the table, all of which looked good, but the taste might exceed the milk tea he imagined, and he felt a little headache.

The owner of Wutiao was not short of money at all. After ordering three or four cups and putting them on the table, he felt that it was not pleasing to the eye.

Gojo Satoru, who set up a table of milk tea, didn't care about the shocked eyes of passers-by.

Wu Zilin, who sat across from him and realized the freedom of milk tea, said: "If you don't waste it, pack it back to the college. If you are lucky, Wu Jun's students who come back from the task can still drink it."

"Well, they'll love the love drink prepared by their Gojo-sensei."

Although Wu Zilin didn't take off his sunglasses, he has already adapted to this environment where he can't see very much. At least he doesn't look like a blind person now.

"But I bought this specifically for Purlin."

Gojo Satoru chose to attack with his tried and tested big eyes, so Gojo Satoru, who had no resistance since childhood, declared failure in less than five seconds. He silently drank half a cup of milk tea, so sweet that it would stick to his mouth and could not be melted away. The taste made him feel that Gojo Gojo was too strong to be able to drink it.

Gojo Satoru looked at him with a smile, lowered his eyes and took a sip of the strawberry milk tea in his hand.

It's better to eat less of that kind of bitter chocolate.

Wu Tiao Purlin really couldn't drink it anymore. Seeing Wu Tiaowu happily flipping through the menu to order dessert while drinking milk tea, he came up with a plan.

A cup of unsealed milk tea was placed in front of Gojo Wu's eyes, and he looked up to see the dark blue-haired boy wearing his small sunglasses, revealing a beautiful and smooth jaw line, his lips were moist, seeing Gojo Wu's gaze towards He looked at it, so he hooked his lips into a smile and pulled out a beautiful arc, "Try this, Wu Jun, it tastes very good."

"Since it was recommended by Lin." Wu Tiaowu didn't think much, so he picked it up and took a sip. Wu Tiaolin answered decisively: "Since Wu Jun has already tasted it, then this cup belongs to Wu Jun."

"Drink it all, after all, Wu Jun is not a wasteful person."

The five purlins dodged and returned to their seats. Even if he didn't look at his eyes, just the half of his face he showed could make people feel that his expression at this time must be able to vividly explain what happiness is.

Gojo Satoru wasn't angry either. If it was during the high school period, he would have jumped up early. The current Gojo Satoru doesn't know how. He looked at the boy in front of him with a nonchalant expression, picked up a new cup of milk tea, and finally smiled. Said: "Purlin must have only opened the seal but not tasted it, this cup of milk tea is normal sugar."

As he spoke, he drank less than half of the cup in one go, shaking the milk tea in his hand as if bragging.

Five purlins:...

Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing out loud. Seeing the boy's expression froze in front of him, he said bluntly, "Except for the first few cups, all the later purchases are normal sugar. That cup of black tea is specially for purlins. Oh, less sugar and more ice."

Only then did Wu Zilin notice the cup of plain black tea buried in a pile of milk teas of various colors, feeling inexplicably as if he had lost.

Forget it, he never won against Gojo Satoru.

"Where's the next stop?"

The five purlins have not been forgotten.

"Of course I'm going back to Wujo's house. I'm in charge of Wujo's house now." Gojo Wu said casually, and called the waiter to help pack the leftover milk tea on the table, which he didn't bother to do on weekdays.

"it is good."

Wu Tiaolin thought for a while and agreed. Seeing that the milk tea had been packaged, he asked, "Are you going to bring these back to the college?"

Gojo Satoru replied casually: "Hmm, when the time comes, take out a few cups for Youruhito and the others, and the cups of whole sugar are specially prepared for Jie."

Five Purlins: What a miserable summer Youjie.

Wu Tiaowu copied his pocket with one hand, and held the unfinished milk tea in the other hand. He was so handsome and chic in doing this ordinary action. Wu Tiaowen casually picked up the bag wrapped with milk tea, and followed Wu Tiaowu out. Milk tea shop.

……

"...I don't know where he went."

Shindaitsu said, "After all, he is a very free person."

The system's voice sounded suddenly: [No, host, isn't that vest already broken?It's still completely broken, the kind that I can't spell it out until now. 】

Shendaishu didn't reply to the system, and even cruelly asked the system: [You go to the online exhibition first, if you like it, add a favorite first. 】

The system's online mall is nothing more than software and hardware from other planes or upgrades. It immediately replied: [Does the host want to use his own savings to buy me gifts? 】

Shendai Shu: [No, look at it more after adding it to the collection, so as to have motivation. 】

system:【……】

In fact, Nakahara just thought about it, so he asked casually. He actually knew very well that if that guy really wanted to run away, let alone him, even Osamu Dazai would have a hard time catching him.

"Then you should know what he's doing." Zhongyuan Zhong didn't intend to reveal his identity, he also wanted to try the God Generation Bundle, trying to get useful information.

"He told me that he went to serve the gods." Shen Daishu flipped through the picture album that was casually placed on the table before, and said without raising his head, which made Nakahara Chuya so ashamed that he wanted to break open the sofa he was sitting on Drilled words.

"He can say anything casually." Nakahara Chuya's teeth were itching, his desire to beat that guy was stronger than his desire to beat Dazai Osamu, but... now even if he wanted to beat Dazai Osamu, he had no chance.

And he and Osamu Dazai are no longer partners.

"Well... I still know more details. If you want to hear it, I can help to relay his private... words." The last syllable of the Age of Gods deliberately slowed down, and there was a strange pause.

In fact, he had one expression on his face, but another thought in his heart. Looking at Nakahara Chuya's current appearance, he thought that he had been a leader for a while, but there was still no change. Nakahara Chuya.

Zhong Yuan's face turned red when he heard the words, and he pointed at Shen Dai's bundle of "you, you, him, him" for a long time, expressing his attitude in an attempt to conceal his attitude: "I will definitely kill him when I turn around!"

Immediately, he fell silent in a self-defeating manner, and the orange-red half-haired youth was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind to ask in a low voice: "What did he say?"

"What he talks about the most is wine quality, body shape and so on."

Shindai Shu closed the album and looked at his expression, which became more lively because of embarrassment and anger as he listened to it. He only mentioned a few key words, and Nakahara couldn't help but interrupt him: "Okay, I know everything."

"I see, you really have a good relationship." Otherwise, you can talk about such things casually.

The only suspicion left in Zhongya's heart was finally eliminated because of this "farce".

After all, it's impossible for that guy to cheat him.

"I actually don't know how I got here. I was originally in Yokohama. The most likely thing is that I have some kind of teleportation ability for the people I attack." Nakahara finally confessed.

Shindaitsu frowned in cooperation with him, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "Very likely, what are you going to do now? If you want to go back to Yokohama, I can help as much as possible, but... I suggest you get some information and information first." Make a decision on the direction.”

"After all, he also told me about your special status."

Shendaishu's words are impeccable.

Although Zhong Yuanzhong is more inclined to the force faction than the brain power faction, it does not mean that he is not smart. Zhongyuan Zhong also had an idea after a little thought. He looked at Dai Shu, hesitated for a while, but said it out: "You should be just an ordinary person. It would be dangerous to know too much, and I will leave later."

After thinking for a while, Zhong Yuan Zhong also added: "If something happens, just..." Just about to say to call him, and then remembering that he doesn't even have a mobile phone now, his expression instantly became a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, don't worry about me so much." Tsukasa Shindai couldn't help but smile, "By the way, about Yokohama, I got some news about it recently."

Being able to open more vests makes Shindaiku think that if one day he doesn't want to be an ordinary person, he can still be an intelligence dealer or something, but it's just a thought, after all, he has to have the ability to save his life before he can cheat these big bosses of money .

Knowing a small amount of information about the world of magic and now Yokohama from Shindai Shuzui, Nakahara also feels that there is a sense of disobedience everywhere... Yokohama, is there a curse too?He had never heard of conjurers routinely going to Yokohama to exorcise curses.

However, it is clear that the generation of gods does not want to reveal more.

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that he had his own concerns, so he said: "Anyway, thank you, if you need my help in the future, you can come to me, and I will treat you as a favor."

Shendai Shu immediately said, "Yes."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

Shendai Shu immediately brought over a stack of manuscripts, and said enthusiastically, "My first volume of manga has been drawn for a third of it. Come and support me when it can be published and launched."

Nakahara Chuya: ...

But he still said, "Okay."

Immediately Zhong Yuanzhong also said in the same tone as expected: "So you are a cartoonist."

No wonder he looks so weak.

"Well, it's a very free and casual job, and there are very interesting colleagues." He didn't know who he thought of, showing some nostalgia.

Nakahara Chuya: "Freedom, I now understand why he became friends with you."

Freedom is indeed a quality that the guy likes too.

——"However, compared to freedom, Chuya makes me yearn more."

——"After all, no matter how unrestrained a bird is tired from flying, it will also begin to yearn for a warm nest to rest for a while."

"... What else can you say besides using an aria-like tone." At that time, Zhong Yuan looked at the man with long white hair in distaste.

The other party did not know when he came in front of him. Taking advantage of his height, he bent down and looked at him at the same level. His movements are elegant, and in addition to his usual tall and graceful posture, this disrespectful movement seems natural for him. And generous, his emerald eyes were the same color as the brooch on his chest, even faintly more dazzling than that priceless brooch.

"I will remain mysterious." His tone was flirtatious and his voice was gorgeous, "Until now, Chuya doesn't even know which country I am from."

"Tch, even if you know, you will tamper with my cognition in order to 'keep the mystery'."

Nakahara was also very clear that one of the reasons why Osamu Dazai wanted to keep him to control him was because the other party had extremely rare psychic abilities.

"Hmm..." The other party's finger wearing a decorative ring touched his lips, "It's good to know, don't say it, Zhong... also~"

"...whatever you want, but then again, are you a Christmas tree?" Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed down on the brim of his hat. In this short meeting, he not only saw the ring brooch, the necklace, watch and earrings that were somewhat blocked... even There are also the custom-made tongue nails looming when he speaks and the collarbone nails that can be seen faintly from the gap of the neckline when he bends down, and his too fair skin as the background color of those accessories, which sets off the slightly reddish spot next to the inlays. A touch of color became more and more vivid, and the visual impact made Zhongyuan Zhong look away uncomfortably... Tsk.

However, no matter how many decorations he wears, no matter how fancy he is, he can't conceal his own superior appearance. Instead, it adds unspeakable charm and bewitchment to him, as well as the unruly and casual fatal attraction exuding from his bones.

Then all of this was broken by the sentence: "Isn't Zhongzhong a hat stand?"

-Christmas tree! ! !

……

Zhongyuan Zhong also bid farewell to Shen Daishu, and the other party just said when he went out: "If you can't go back for a while, you can stay with me temporarily, I don't mind."

Zhongyuan Zhong also finally got rid of the pair of pink slippers. He put on the leather shoes, looked at Dai Shu for the last time, nodded, and then prepared to start with the few gangsters he defeated before.

Suddenly he saw a familiar figure in the distance on the street.

Beige long windbreaker, iris-colored curly hair, thin body...

this figure.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed down on the brim of his hat and continued to walk towards the target point. It was an illusion that that guy had already been buried in the ground.

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Weekly episode: Brother Wu Zi: Go home.

Week Two: Brother Wu Zi: Drink milk tea first, and then we’ll go home.

Concluded, MVP black tea (bushi)

It's a hat rack (upgraded to become a luxury display rack) and a Christmas tree.