Dating game NPC just wants to break off the marriage

"So that's why, suddenly there is no way to make a sound?"

After Fukami Ryuki pointed to her throat, then gestured to zip up her mouth, and shook her head vigorously to signal, Gojo Satoru finally understood what she was trying to express.

Seeing this, Fukami Liuyi nodded, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

This special situation is unprecedented, and she herself has not been harmed by outsiders, so it is only possible that the game has tampered with her, but why did she do this?

Is it because she insisted on not following the original script and rescinded the engagement with Gojo Satoru?

No, no, Shenjian Liuyi faintly felt that things would not be so simple, because the opening of branch plots was acquiesced by the dialog box, since she did not stop midway, it proved that she did not violate the rules, unless... the game originally wanted to take this opportunity to punish she do something.

In other words, the option of retiring the engagement may just be a trap, a bait thrown by the game against her.

But even with this assumption, she still couldn't figure out the reason.

Fukami Ryuki was thinking quickly, when she was thinking about something, her teeth would habitually bite her lower lip, especially if she was too absorbed in her thoughts, she would force herself unconsciously, and her lips would bleed without even realizing it.

It's the same this time.

Gojo Satoru, who had been staring at her, moved a little closer, and saw the blood on her lips at a glance.

Originally Fukami Liuyi was frail and frail, with an appearance of insufficient blood supply all year round, his face was always unhealthy pale, and even his lips were not much bloody, but now after being bitten, they were stained with a little bright color.

For some reason, the red was so conspicuous that it firmly attracted Gojo Satoru's full attention, making it impossible for him to look away from it.

Will it hurt to bite like this?

Gojo Wujo thought to himself, but he didn't really want to stop it, because now there is only one drop of blood oozing out, which is not enough to dye the entire lip.

—He didn't like that pale and decadent tone.

It wasn't until Fukami Ryui bit harder and harder, looking as if she was going to bite through her lips, that Gojo Satoru suddenly reached out and grabbed her small jaw, exerting a little force in his hand, forcing Fukami Ryuki to raise his head.

"Release." Gojo Satoru said softly, pressing his fingertips on Fukami Ryuki's lips, and then slowly spreading the blood on it. His eyes were extremely focused, as if he was accomplishing something of great significance.

The pressure from the lower jaw pulled Fukami Ryuki back from her thoughts. She subconsciously loosened her teeth following the force, and raised her head in confusion, only to see Gojo Satoru squinting his eyes, as if admiring a work of art. His eyes stared at her lips, hesitantly.

Blood replaced lipstick, and he painted it himself, and this color was absolutely unavailable in the market and unique in the world—this kind of cognition can almost immediately make the whole body feel better for a young man with arrogance carved into his bones. The blood boiled hot.

"Sure enough...it looks much better this way." Wujo Satoru was satisfied with his masterpiece, his pupils were unconsciously dilated excitedly, and there was a sense of creepiness at first glance.

'Wu Jun? '

Fukami Ryui didn't realize what kind of madness this person was going, silently mouthed Gojo Satoru's name.

Gojo Satoru was used to doing things in his own way. Normally, even when he saw Liu Yi asking questions, he would probably directly filter out the questions he didn’t want to answer. Now that Liu Yi couldn’t speak, he got even worse, completely exposing his terrible character. .

"It would be great if there was a mirror now. I should let you take a picture... You look very beautiful now, huh? Well, what do you mean by frowning? Don't you believe in my craftsmanship? It's impossible, right?"

Gojo Satoru talked to himself, ignoring Fukami Ryuki's mouth movements several times, and then continued to say in a coaxing tone: "Open your mouth."

Seeing that Liuyi took a deep breath, her headache was tight, and the disadvantage of not being able to speak was exposed to the extreme at this time, she held back her temper and asked:

'What do you want to do? '

For simple sentences, Gojo Satoru could still understand mouth shapes, so he said naturally, "Check to see if your vocal cords are broken."

Seeing Liu Yi at a loss, she refused, what kind of examination, this guy is not a doctor, or does the six eyes still have this effect?

But her refusal has always been ineffective against Gojo Satoru. This person approached him without saying hello. Fukami Ryui quickly raised her hand to cover her face, trying to push this inappropriate guy away, but in the end, she couldn't even try her best. Success, Gojo Satoru stopped by himself in the end, but he didn't distance himself, but obediently buried his face in her small palm and remained still.

Of course Gojo Satoru's face couldn't be covered by a girl's small palm, but he didn't care about it, just stayed where he was, and blinked vigorously on purpose, the soft white eyelashes were like a small brush, shaking up and down, Gently scrape Fukami Ryuki's sensitive palm.

She couldn't stand it any longer, as if she had been scalded, she quickly withdrew her hand.

Fukami Ryui's terrified reaction hits Gojo Satoru in his arms, and even a 17-year-old high school student is at the age where he likes to use pranks to attract attention. Seeing this, not only does not want to repent, but laughs out loud with his stomach in his hands.

"Hahaha... I said you, isn't it so fun?" Gojo Satoru finally let go of his hand, and the next second, when he saw Liu Yi, he couldn't bear it and raised his hand, trying to greet his face.

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru did not activate the no-lower-limit spell.

Fukami Ryui originally thought that her slap would be blocked, but it turned out not to be the case, she slapped Gojo Satoru's delicate and beautiful face without hindrance.

There was a slight, crackling sound in the air.

Because I was a little angry at Gojo Satoru's cruel teasing, I saw that Ryui had actually used all her strength—but her strength was far from the "strength" in Gojo Satoru's cognition, probably as big as the difference between dust and the earth , so it didn't cause any damage at all.

Seeing Liu Yi at first, he thought he would dodge, but he didn't expect to hit him, so he was stunned.

'Well, I'm sorry...you just kindly want to help me find out the reason why I can't speak. I'm too impulsive. '

She immediately felt guilty. In the final analysis, Gojo Satoru wanted to check her vocal cords for her at the beginning. It was out of good intentions. Even if the method was wrong...she shouldn't have done it.

Seeing Liu Yi making gestures, trying to express apology, I don't know if Gojo Satoru understands it.

Gojo Satoru didn't even move, and slowly grinned the corners of his mouth, and he could vaguely see the scarlet tongue inside. He seemed to feel hot suddenly, and pulled his collar impatiently, but his blue eyes remained motionless. Nailed on Fukami Ryui, the pupils showed an abnormal contraction state.

That slap, which was not considered an attack at all, seemed to have shattered the last layer of this man's innocence, and he laughed undisguisedly.

The unrestrained crazy laughter echoed in the empty courtyard, seeing Liu Yi looking at this man in surprise, he almost wondered if he was crazy.

"I've been wanting to say it for a long time, you always look conniving, what's the matter—" Gojo Satoru laughed so hard that his whole body trembled, his snow-white hair scattered on his forehead, covering his beast-like face at this moment. pupils, "When it's time to get angry, you have to vent it out. It doesn't matter to other things, it doesn't matter to me, because I am the strongest, so even if you attack me with the idea of ​​killing me , I can fully accept it."

"You're obviously very disturbed, right? I saw it. After you found yourself unable to speak, your eyes seemed to be crying. At that time, you don't have to force yourself. I stand in front of you, but you I don't have the slightest idea of ​​asking me for help, so I'm also very upset."

After laughing enough, Gojo Satoru simply squatted on the ground and looked at Ryuki Fukami who was sitting on the promenade. He held his chin, and there was still a little smile in his tone: "Didn't you say that you like me, then you will be more dependent on me?" How about me?"

——I prefer your real appearance.

Seeing that Liu Yi's breathing was stagnant, she lowered her head, and the two of them stared at each other in silence for a long while, finally, she sighed silently.

To be honest, she is used to living alone. In so many reincarnations, she has been walked by such a person, so there is no memory of "seeking help" in her mind at all.

But she could hear the seriousness in Wutiaowu's words.

This guy has a bad personality and doesn't care about human affairs, but at least at this moment, Fukami Ryuki can feel that he is not lying: Gojo Satoru really doesn't mind being used as a tool to vent his emotions at all, and he even wishes for it.

... I don't understand, I can't understand at all.

Why are there such strange people in the world?

Shen Jian Liuyi pursed her lips, the blood that had been smeared before had solidified, making her lips extraordinarily beautiful, she thought for a while, took the initiative to hold Gojo Wu's hand, spread his five fingers gently, and then used Write with fingers on palm.

One stroke at a time, seeing that Liuyi was writing intently with his eyes lowered, with the strength almost like scratching an itch, Gojo Wu's fingertips trembled, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the instinct of clenching his fists, and instead used Liuyan to move those words combine.

'I suspected that the cause of the loss of voice was related to the engagement, but now that the engagement has been broken, there is no way to rewind it, so I thought of another method. '

Gojo Satoru's focus is elsewhere: "If the marriage certificate is torn off, wouldn't it be good to put it back together?"

Shenjian Liuyi gave him a sideways glance, put a little more effort into her fingers, and wrote: "Wu Jun, please don't come up with some unrealistic bad ideas. '

Gojo Satoru let out a "tss".

But he still asked, "What method?"

After hesitating for half a second, Fukami Liuyi continued to write: "Try to kill me again?" '

Use death to forcefully end this week, and try to see if you can clear the negative status of losing your voice. If the plot direction of the game still shows abnormality at that time, it can basically prove that there is a trap here.

Facing the dominant game, Fukami Ryui can only do trial and error with death.

Gojo Satoru didn't show surprise on his face, he seemed to have expected that Fukami Ryui would say that, but he didn't answer immediately, instead he tilted his head and asked, "Is it a request?"

Seeing that Liu Yi didn't understand, he stayed there for a while, not knowing how to reply.

'Is this important? Fukami Liuyi wanted to ask him that, but just as she was about to write on Gojo Wu's palm, her fingertips passed through without hindrance.

The two were stunned at the same time.

Fukami Ryuki couldn't believe her eyes.The ban on the game... has been upgraded.

After a while, Gojo Satoru reacted first, and immediately stretched out his hand to grab Fukami Ryuki's wrist. The result was the same as before, he couldn't touch Fukami Ryuki at all, and his hand seemed to touch a phantom, and penetrated directly.

Gojo Satoru seemed to quickly swear a curse word, staring darkly at the intertwined but incompatible hands of the two: "...Damn it."

Under the sun, Fukami Ryuki is like a bubble that will burst at any time, her skin becomes transparent, and her whole body presents a dull soft feeling. The light penetrates her body. At this moment, she seems to be from An illusory image projected from another dimension.

You can see it, but you can't touch it.

A horrifying expression gradually appeared on Gojo Satoru's face. He hated this feeling of uncertainty, but after trying several times, he couldn't catch even half of Fukami Ryuki's clothes.

The person is clearly standing in front of you, you can get close to her, but what you catch in your hands is just a virtual image.

Too bad, bad in every sense of the word, isn't it like holding an hourglass in your hand and watching it leak through your fingers?

——This is even more maddening than opening infinite.

"Is this a live rendition of some kind of fairy tale?" Gojo Satoru's eyes were filled with a light layer of dark mist, looking at Fukami Ryuki's sight seemed to ignite a flame.

The little dumb, the foam, the combination of these two elements is completely a realistic mermaid, right? !