The Inquisitor's Conjurer Mr.

"Can't!"

Gojo Satoru got closer, Lan Yingying's pupils rolled with undisguised jealousy, "Who else?"

"You can't accept other people's flowers."

His broad palms fell on Xing's slender waist, almost trying to wrap her in his arms, making no secret of his possessiveness.

Fortunately, he could touch his cheek as soon as he raised his head. He didn't put on the blindfold today, and his slightly long bangs swayed back and forth with the owner's movements, brushing against the side of his neck every now and then, giving him a numb feeling .

Xing turned his head to the side, stretched out his hand to follow Wujo Wu's somewhat messy bangs, the corners of his mouth curled up, and said with a smile: "Then Wu Jun, can you often send me flowers in the future?"

it won't~

He originally wanted to tease his lover a little bit, but when the words came to his lips, when he touched those eyes, what Gojo Satoru said turned into "hmmm ~ anything is fine~"

Those beautiful smiling eyes covered with light bent into gentle crescent moons, Gojo Satoru's Adam's apple slid up and down, and he couldn't help but leaned over again and kissed her eyes.

He was still muttering, "It's fine to make such a request to me alone."

How could you even make a request so tenderly? Apart from being unable to help but push forward, it will become more and more natural.

Xing felt as if the corners of his eyes had been licked and licked by a clingy cat, and the skin around the eyes became a little wet. In the end, he couldn't bear the sudden stickiness of Gojo Satoru, so he reminded him gently, " Wu Jun, did you just tell you not to be late?"

After being stuck for so long, it's time to leave. Being late is not a good habit, although it may be considered normal for someone.

No wonder the students complained about him.

"It's still early, so I won't be late."

Gojo Satoru looked at the time and said casually, if it's really too late, just teleport there.

"What are you going to do today?"

Because the lover seems to be more popular than he imagined, Wujo Satoru always has the feeling that maybe if he walks away for a while, other cats will come to snatch him.

And what's more serious is that he doesn't know what kind of cats there are!

"I'm not too busy. I'm going to talk to Mr. Mori about something later." It's been almost a week since I came to Yokohama, and the things that need to be discussed here are almost settled. If there is no need for her help here Fortunately, he was ready to leave for Tokyo.

"That pervert—"

A look of disdain suddenly appeared on Gojo Satoru's face. He didn't know what to think of, and his expression changed from a little bit to a little ferocious, "I heard that that perverted uncle even proposed to Xing you?"

"Uh...in a way, that's true."

"Damn it!" Gojo Satoru buried his head in Xing's neck again, arching back and forth like a cat, "Compared with others, I seem to be the one who knows the least about Xing's past."

I don't know who is in her family, who she has dated before, and how she joined Mafia at the port. He is the person with the closest relationship with Kazuko, but she always hears about her from other people.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, and a childish jealousy grew from his belly.

"After that, I will tell you slowly." Facing the occasional childish lover, Xing smiled and said kindly.

"It's almost there."

Gojo Satoru was very satisfied with this answer, and upholding a certain principle of fairness, he took the initiative to say, "In exchange, I can also tell Xing about my past."

He blinked, thinking in his heart that his lover is so popular, and then he must get information about his rival. Although he is confident, no one can take away his dear happiness.

Fortunately, of course, he didn't know that the well-behaved Wutiao cat in front of him was playing with bad ideas. On the contrary, he felt that Wujo Satoru was sometimes unexpectedly considerate. became cute.

The above are filters from lovers.

"Don't forget the promise made last night."

Before parting, Xing looked at Gojo Satoru, who was smiling crookedly at the corner of his lips, and reminded him gently, and in the next second, his eyes caught the smile that was suddenly condensed on the corner of his mouth.

The other party scratched his hair, and there was a hint of helplessness on his wanton face, "Okay, accept supervision."

When he spoke, he had already walked a few steps away, then turned his head, walked backwards, and said to Xing, "Then we will continue dating tonight!"

"I'll call you again tonight."

He put his fingers together to his lips and made a kiss.

Xing stared at his leaving figure until he couldn't see the figure at all, then slightly suppressed the smile on his lips.

Then Xing went to the building to meet Mr. Mori, but she seemed to be a little early, Mr. Mori was receiving other guests, so luckily had to wait in another room, the little girl with blond hair poked her head out of the door and pouted Made a face at her.

"I heard that, fortunately, you rejected Moritaro, but accepted that blindfolded man?"

Alice likes Xing very much, and of course she also likes her supernatural ability. If Xing agrees to Moritaro's marriage proposal, Xing can form a happy family of three with them.

"Are you really going to stop thinking about Moritaro? His mature uncle is quite popular in the blind date market."

Xing bent down to look at Alice, whose height only reached her waist, smiled and said, "In terms of age, Mr. Gojo's age can also be called an uncle."

"Then he is really a naive uncle." The blond Loli said with disgust.

"Who says it's not?" Xing said softly.

"Fortunately, the gate of Port Mafia is always open to you."

Mr. Sen did not know when he came to the door. He leaned against the door with his hands in his pockets, his eyes fell on Xing's face, and he said in a half-serious, half-joking tone.

"It's about opening up to my superpowers."

"If it's really like what you said, I'm so disappointed. After all, I cherish the ease of the past." When Mr. Sen said this, he smiled like a cunning fox.

Xing pursed his lips and decided to skip the topic, "Mr. Mori, I wonder how long it will take for Mafia and the conjurer's actions to end?"

A gleam flashed in Mr. Mori's eyes, "Speaking of which, Mr. Gojo really helped a lot."

"Without those conjurers, it would be quite difficult for us superhumans to deal with those curses."

"It was said before that there is a special ability and a curse master united?"

"Indeed," Mr. Sen pointed to the folder on the table, "you can take a look."

"If you meet them, be careful. After all, for a healer as rare as you, there is no force that you don't want to have." Mr. Sen looked at Xing with a meaningful expression.

"That conjurer has a bad temper. He has many enemies both openly and secretly. As a lover, luck must be very stressful."

When he said this, Xing turned to a photo from the file folder. It was a black-haired young man in cassock, with the Curse Master, Xia Youjie written in small letters.

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On the other hand, Gojo Satoru also took some of his students out to get rid of the curse. After all, Yokohama is a city guarded by the detective agency and port Mafia. Due to the temporary cooperative relationship, it is natural to work with some people.

"Hey, didn't we agree to act together?"

Nakahara Chuya frowned, and looked at Gojo Gojo and Dazai Osamu with folded arms, "What's the matter with you two?"

One spread his legs apart and sat on the bench with a big grin, occupying almost half of the bench, holding an orange-flavored soda in his hand, and muttering, "Soda is not a sweet, is it?"

Another hung his head from the back of a chair, twisted his seaweed-like body into strange shapes, and had a "Complete Guide to Suicide" covering his face.

Zhongyuan Zhong also saw that his heart was burning, and he wanted to go up and give a punch to each of them.

"What's the matter?" Gojo Satoru looked indifferent, Gululu took another sip of the orange-flavored soda, "Just let the students perform at this opportunity."

Please don't talk about enslaving students so high-sounding, okay, what did he do wrong, Chuya Nakahara, to work with such a bad character, thinking of this, Chuya Nakahara's face darkened again.

As for the person next to him, Nakahara kicked Dazai's lower abdomen with his foot in disgust, and said in a vicious voice, "Hey, do you want to be with that disgusting guy too?"

Doesn't that man need to take care of him?

"Actually, I'm trying to see if I can be disgusted to death by the people next to me."

Osamu Dazai replied with a smile on his face.

"abnormal."

Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't bear to stay with these two bad-tempered people for a moment. After getting the answer, he left quickly. Now he urgently needs to beat someone to calm his irritable mood.

"Hey, let me say, you have other information on hand."

After lying down for a while, Gojo Satoru accurately threw the finished orange soda into the trash can not far away, made a "bang" sound, and looked sideways at Dazai.

"The combination of a curse spirit and a person with supernatural powers always needs a middleman, who is it?"

Osamu Dazai, who was hanging his head over there, kept his posture still after hearing this, rolled his eyeballs upwards, and said something choking, "Ah, so you still have such an IQ?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gojo Satoru crossed his arms, with a puzzled expression on his face, which point of his whole body matched "no brain".

"Ha!" Dazai let out a laugh, straightened up, looked at Gojo Satoru, with an unpredictable light in his eyes, "Aren't those high-level executives in your magic world just a bunch of bugs?"

"Obviously the spell is the strongest, but you only thought of a slow method like cultivating students?"

"The baby bird may have died before it grew up."

Osamu Dazai spoke carelessly.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, "What, do you think my reputation as a magic ceiling is in vain? As long as I'm here, no one can hurt my students."

"How arrogant."

Osamu Dazai looked careless, "Haven't you ever thought about what will happen when you're gone one day?"

"How could such a thing happen, I am invincible."

Gojo Satoru said with super confidence.

"Oh? Then look at this."

Osamu Dazai threw a stack of documents in front of Gojo Satoru expressionlessly, and watched the man in front of him change his expression instantly with a sneer on his face.

"Although I don't understand the spells of your conjurers, I can find countless flaws in you in just a few seconds."

"Is that what people who come back from the dead surprise you so much?"

The detective agency and the intelligence network of the port Mafia know much better than the single-handed strongest magician.

"How can it be possible to come back from the dead, it's just a body."

After a few seconds of silence, Gojo Satoru spoke slowly.

The author has something to say: It seems to be almost June, so let Teacher Wutiao wish everyone a happy Children's Day in advance ヾ(°°)

I've been a little dizzy with work lately, I'm really, really sorry, I love you all! ! !

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