Dating game NPC just wants to break off the marriage

The knot on Fukami Ryui's belt was finally untied.

——In the way of being violently torn apart with bare hands.

In this regard, Gojo Satoru, the culprit, honestly lowered his head and admitted his mistake weakly: "I'm sorry, it's all because of the poor quality of this belt, but I haven't used any force yet? Really, really, just pulled it a little bit! "

He was still holding half of the "criminal evidence" in his hands, his snow-white hair was hanging limply on the side of his face, and even the few strands of hair that were restlessly raised on the top of his head were drooping like frost-beaten eggplants, and his whole person looked listless Yes, he is obviously taller than 1.9 meters, but now standing in front of Fukami Ryuki, his momentum is inexplicably shorter.

"Believe me, Liu Yichan, if I'm serious, I won't just tear the belt, so it's just an accident, an accident!" Gojo Satoru skillfully uses the eye attack, and it's hard for him, a big man, to do nothing wrong Put on this cute expression of an innocent cat begging for mercy.

Shenjian Liuyi always feels that there is something in this sentence that is worthy of vigilance, but her experience in life is so pitiful, so she can't explain why, after thinking about it, she decides to put it aside for now.

...It shouldn't be a serious problem anyway.

Then, she stared at Wu Wu's five broken belts, and sighed slightly: "Wu Jun, shirking responsibility will not make your apology appear more sincere."

Gojo Satoru blinked, trying to get away with it: "But, wasn't Liu Yi worried about the knot just now? After trying to untie it for a long time, the fingers will be exhausted, right?"

The implication is that Mr. Wutiao, who is helpful to others, just wants to solve problems for others. What evil could he have?

Good guy, Fukami Ryuki was shocked that there was still such a method of throwing the blame, backhandedly shifting the responsibility to the victim, Gojo Satoru is really very capable.

So she clearly realized that arguing with a shameless rascal would not be of any benefit, so she wisely chose to shut up, turned her head and ignored Gojo Satoru, treated this person as air, and went to Mao Lilan Beside him, gently comforting the frightened girl.

Mao Lilan was teaching Shinichi Takekudo, who was full of lovelessness, when she saw Fukami Ryuki, she asked a little embarrassedly: "Sister Ryuki, since you can also see that, that thing called a curse, then you are also a curse." A magician?"

Kudo Shinichi was nearly suffocated by her chokehold, and forced out a few words from his teeth: "I still can't accept..." This kind of supernatural existence.

"Then continue to digest until you accept it!" Mao Lilan stepped up her efforts expressionlessly, intending to teach this person who always approached danger an unforgettable lesson, so that he would not always take his own safety seriously, but When he turned his head to face Fukami Ryuki, he smiled like a flower again.

Fukami Liuyi shook her head: "I'm not a magician."

Mao Lilan: "Hey, but they didn't say that only a very small number of people have the ability to see curses..."

"Being able to see doesn't mean having the ability to get rid of it." Shenjian Liuyi smiled. In the past many reincarnations, the voices of NPCs around her were full of contempt for her "trash". Feeling that there was nothing to be sad about, she explained gently, "Because of physical reasons, I can't learn spells."

"Holding, I'm sorry, I don't know..." Mao Lilan realized that her rash question might have poked someone's sore spot, and a guilty look appeared on her face.

Fukami Liuyi smiled: "It's okay, this is not something worthy of your apology."

When the two were talking, Gojo Satoru did not follow unexpectedly, but stood in place, looking at Fukami Ryuki's back, the pupils of the sky under the sunglasses were shining with moving light, but gradually, the sky fell. A little cloudy.

After watching for a while, Gojo Satoru raised his hands, aimed at Fukami Ryuki's waist from the air, and made gestures with his palms.

"Just right..." He muttered to himself, his hands approached slowly, his fingertips closed together, and in the formed circle, Fukami Ryuki's waist in the distance was completely included.

That waist, he could just hold it with his two palms together, and the seam fit perfectly.

When he was wearing the belt just now, Gojo Satoru kept thinking, does such a thin waist really exist? Could it be that he was hungry and skinny?That would be too pitiful, but it was really good-looking, so he couldn't help but want to try it out, wanting to see if it would become thinner if it was tightened a little more.

If it becomes as fragile as a wrist, then he doesn't need to do it himself at all, just use the belt to tighten it normally, and the beautiful red marks will appear again, right?

I heard that the scars on the waist and abdomen are more difficult to heal than the limbs. In that case, the time for the imprints to stay will be extended smoothly.

It's just that this strongest conjurer chose to ignore it. If there is no accident, he would never have the chance to see such a private place like the waist.

These thoughts naturally flowed through Gojo Satoru's mind. He didn't delve into the reasons for the thoughts, and he didn't care where they ended up. Take one back to the nest and hide it.

There is no reason, the hunter's genes are all taken for granted.

After wandering for a while, Gojo Satoru withdrew his gaze, turned his head and began to study the belt that had been torn off by himself. He casually rolled the belt around his wrist, trying to restore the difficult movement of tying the knot with one hand.

"Well, it's strange, it was tied like this just now... The shape doesn't seem right, so it's not the same style."

Just when Gojo Satoru was trying to fight against the tape, the eyes of his three students standing not far away revealed a deep dislike that could not be concealed.

"...I said, why is there an idiot twisting around in place, playing the role of a peacock?" Zenyuan Maki asked coldly.

Otoko Yuta: "It turns out that Wutiao-sensei looks like this after taking off the bandages..." directly substituting the idiot into a specific person.

Dog Curly: "Tuna."

Wujo Wuchong waved to them: "I heard—"

Maki's face was contorted, she was afraid that if she looked at this man more than once, she would not be able to help but kill her teacher on the spot, so she hurriedly looked away and shifted her target.

When Fukami Ryuki's face came into her eyes, she was relieved at first that her eyes were washed clean, but soon, Maki recalled the scene where Gojo Satoru touched the girl just now, and she brought up that tone again .

Chanyuan Maki's eyes were suddenly sharp.

As we all know, women with a normal mind cannot tolerate a scum with such a terrible personality like Gojo Satoru, let alone let him do his hands and feet. Therefore, it can be concluded that Fukami Ryui must be forced.

On the other side, Fukami Ryuki, who was chatting with Mao Lilan, suddenly and keenly noticed several undisguised gazes falling on her, which were so hot that they seemed to burn her through a hole.

She raised her head in a daze, and met Maki's serious face.

"Can you tell me, what is your relationship with that person?" Maki held the long knife behind her back, mouthed Gojo Gonunu, and tried to make her voice as gentle as possible.

To this question, after many years of indoctrination in bridal courses and the whipping of dialogue boxes, Fukami Ryuki, who has formed a conditioned reflex, immediately replied: "I and Wu Jun are at home..."

"Alright, alright, since the task has been completed, let's call it a day!" Gojo Satoru teleported behind Fukami Ryuki, pressed her shoulders, cut off her unfinished words, and greeted the students with a smile.

Zenyuan Maki roared: "Don't interrupt casually, you!"

Fukami Ryui glanced at Gojo Satoru in surprise.

This is... don't want her to expose the relationship between the two?Will care about the plot of the fiancée status, she remembers that it will only appear when facing the player, is it possible that this girl with glasses with a single ponytail is the player?

Thinking about it in his heart, Shen Jian Liuyi changed his words with understanding: "It's a partnership relationship."

——No problem, she co-starred and dealt with the two families, and when Gojo Satoru found his true love, he retired and died a worthy death, a sacrifice for the HE of the game. There could be no more perfect partner than her in the world.

As soon as these words came out, for some reason, Fukami Liuyi always felt that the surrounding air seemed to be a little colder, and a chill ran up her spine, making her shiver slightly.

But just when she felt strange, the chill disappeared inexplicably.

Gojo Satoru stared at her for a few seconds, the look in his eyes was indescribable in words, Otoko Yuta who was standing aside seemed to feel something terrible, and subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife in his hand, as if frightened Take a big step back.

Fukami Liuyi looked at the white-haired conjurer calmly, saw that he didn't speak, thought for a while, and with the mentality of not offending the protagonist, asked intimately: "Is there something wrong with my description? Do I need to change it? Wu-jun?"

In a daze, Fukami Liuyi seemed to hear the sound of teeth grinding.

"No need." Gojo Satoru said with a smile as he tore off the strap on his wrist that was finally tied into a knot of the same style.