The copy boss is FIVE

The forehead seems to be tapped.

Ayako opened her eyes in an environment of uncertain light and shade, and she met that shadowy and crazy handsome childlike face.

The appearance and temperament collided with the flickering candles in this confined space, and through the retina, the refreshing and frightening crit was smashed into her heart.

She was no more than half a meter away from those six eyes that did not conceal the crazy nature of her master.

Once the thinking perception is clear, it will be crushed by the majestic mantra, bad character, and this life-and-death situation of captivity.

Yes, captivity.

Among the spells plastered on the six sides of the hut, there are those that suppress spell power, some that block detection, and some that block sound... She has read related books in the library of Gojo's house.

She was sitting on a chair without any restraints on her body, but she couldn't use any spell power in this kind of room.

What's more, sitting here is the strongest Gojo Satoru in the world of conjuration, and a highly alert Gojo Satoru in a state of anger. It is impossible for her to escape under his 100% attention.

Even if the other party deliberately sits on a small horse seat to reduce the pressure brought by the 1.9-meter height... No, not at all!It's obviously a prison cell that can seal the spell power, but she can completely feel the terrifying runaway spell power of the other party's volcanic eruption from this distance!

"Now, answer my question, don't be afraid, you can talk, can't you?"

Gojo Satoru sensed the girl's fear and tried to make himself smile a little more friendly, but in Ayako's eyes, that handsome face became even more terrifying.

"Then I'll answer your question first, and you have to answer mine too. My name is Gojo Satoru, and I don't have a younger sister. Do you have a name?"

"..."

Fuck, why did I have to ask such a stupid question before!

It is normal for the mantra spirit to not be able to speak, she is indeed not calm and rational enough.

Ayako gritted her back molars, trying to play dumb, and expected to be pinched to death to get out of the dungeon.

"I don't want to be violent, but you have to know that I am a conjurer—it is reasonable for me to treat you, Miss Curse." Gojo Satoru broke off his fingers, and in the quiet small space, in the candle In the background sound of crackling fire, in an increasingly hot atmosphere, the crackling sound of joints, like a scythe of death, made the heart beat wildly and reason flew away, "I know you want to die in my hands, but I have There are many ways to keep you alive, do you understand?"

This is a threat, what kind of frightening and perverted threat is this!

Go on... When you return to your own world, how should you face your own twin Nissan, who is kind-hearted but kind-hearted! ! !

"My name is..." She looked away, trying not to look at the six eyes that would make people have nightmares, and answered the other party's question hoarsely, "Ayako."

She finally began to answer questions directly instead of silently seeking death, which made the bad atmosphere in the sealing room slightly better.

"Ayako, what a nice name."

Just after taking a breath, Ayako immediately forced herself to concentrate again after hearing the other party's tone of praise.

Once a person relaxes from the tension that is close to collapse, it is easy to say something that should be thought twice before deciding whether to say it when the mind is blank.

[System, can I tell the other party my background? 】

[It is best not to, because your existence in this world is special, and there is not enough trust between you to tell this secret. 】

[But... lying will definitely be seen through! 】

[Host, please come on. 】

... Fuck, what use are you!

"What are you nervous about, Ayako?" The young man raised his hand, and held the girl's little hand tightly clenched on his knee with his slender, beautiful warm palm. "Tell me, were you ever a human?"

No, I can't get past this.

Gojo Ayako took a deep breath, trying to treat the other party as her 13-year-old kid, Nissan.

She nodded, and mustered up the courage to look directly at those amazing six bright eyes. The body structure of the curse spirit made her voice tremble under the physical threat of natural enemies: "You are very similar to my brother...but it's not me elder brother."

"Oh? You still have an older brother?" Gojo Satoru laughed, but Ayako knew very well that this guy must have imagined something and started to go crazy!

"What's your brother's name and where is he now? May I send you home?"

"Only death can let me see him." Ayako felt that she had already adapted to this crazy character, and the most important thing was that she was really not afraid of death and even hoped that she would die immediately to produce this horrible dungeon!

"You really have a terrible tendency to self-destruct." The young man's voice was full of gentleness and helplessness like connivance, "This is not good, the general curse spirit has a strong desire to win, and you can't give up living just because you can't beat me beautiful dream."

...Is it a dream to live?The dreaming kind?Who is the scary one, brother from another world!

"Good boy, continue to answer my question." Gojo Satoru played with the girl's hand, although the skin slowly rubbing against it felt like guillotine knives on the guillotine, making Ayako feel the horror that his limbs would be torn off in a second Feeling, even listening to the other party's words, goosebumps all over the body, "Who turned you into a curse spirit?"

"Not human." The system is indeed not human.

Is there a curse spirit that can turn humans into curses and still maintain their original appearance and thinking ability?Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, confirming that the touch of his subordinates was indeed human-like, but in essence it was the magic spirit.

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

"No!" Ayako immediately answered this principled question a little loudly, and then muttered in a low voice because it was too abrupt, "I can become stronger by killing curse spirit monsters... I don't want to kill people."

"What if a conjurer wants to kill you?"

"Then... run away."

"What about someone who can't escape like me?"

The girl's curse spirit glanced timidly like a small animal at the silver-haired, blue-eyed young man whose emotions were still inexplicable but definitely calmer and more rational than at the beginning: "Then...I'll kill you."

"Didn't you come here to kill me?"

"Who, who would really want to die!"

Gojo Satoru's lips curled into a happy smile.

At that moment, he restrained his smile a little because he realized that he was actually expecting this curse spirit to live well from the bottom of his heart.

There are still many doubts about the matter, but the solution is very simple.

"Some conjurers will make a contract with a curse and turn it into their own shikigami." Gojo Satoru took the girl's curse spirit's hands, sat on the pony and looked up at the girl's pure blue almond eyes , invited directly, "Although you are just a fourth-level curse spirit who is so weak that you can be crushed to ashes at any time, if you stay with me, I can take you to hunt all kinds of super-level curse spirits to help you become stronger, okay? I don't have any other magic spirit shikigami around me, think about it? This is an invitation from the strongest magician?"

When Ayako was lamenting that the coquettish tone that she occasionally used to coax her twin Nissan was also effective in appeasing this otherworldly Nissan, she suddenly heard the fantasy invitation that the other party abducted the child while boasting about herself and belittling the child.

"What if I refuse...?"

"Then I have no choice but to..." The silver-haired young man smiled brightly, but his words were terrible, "You will be imprisoned here forever, Ayako?"

——Don't use her brother's handsome childlike face when he is an adult to say such words that should be broken and sent to Germany! ! !