After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

As a result, after going around in circles, Kazuki Matsushiro finally got his wish and removed the wristband from his hand.

You can't just let him keep staring at Gojo Satoru in this dress, right?

Besides, once APTX4869 said this, he couldn't keep his face from staring at Gojo Satoru face to face.

The Cyber ​​Electronics produced by the General Administration is retarded to watch him and Gojo Satoru's excitement every day, and now he finally got angry and didn't ambiguously, so he went back to it head-on.

He just followed the meaning of what the system said before, but this broken system turned around and beat him up, saying that it was just persuading people to be soft, why did you even think of bringing people back to your hometown to get married?

The continuous hot wind lifted the gauze curtain in the window, and continuously stuck to his skin along the fabric's frayed cracks.

In an instant, not only the rapidly rising temperature of the pinna, but Kazuki Matsushiro felt that all the skin that was blown by the gust of wind felt strange.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand against a pair of red ears, and tried to speak calmly: "I want to change clothes."

I don't know if this is a blessing or a misfortune, at least now that the shirt on his body is forced to be scrapped, if Wujo Wu doesn't untie the wristband for him, he can't hold hands with Wujo Wu and change clothes, right?

Wujo Wu couldn't see what he was thinking on his face, but his expression was a little stiffer than his torn clothes. He looked at him for a while, and waited for him to repeat the sentence again, as if he had just realized it. Dallyingly said: "I will untie it for you."

When he tied this thing, he probably made a knot intentionally. When he untied the knot, his face was full of reluctance, his movements were slow and reluctant, and his fingers were still scratching in the back of his hand and in the palm of his hand.

If Kazuki Matsushiro hadn't sneezed in the faint summer evening wind while wearing that messy clothes, he would probably be able to untie it until the next morning.

As soon as the wristband was untied, Kazuki Matsushiro flicked his wrist like an electric shock, and regardless of the other end of the wristband still holding a long tail in Gojo Satoru's hand, he couldn't wait to push him out of the door.

A set of movements is natural and natural, and when the door is closed with a "bang", APTX4869, who is not a big deal for watching the excitement, said hypocritically: [Is this important?Six Eyes is not invisible, so what's the point of shutting him out. 】

significance?

It really doesn't make any sense to Gojo Satoru.

Kazuki Matsushiro let out a sigh of relief, looking like he wanted to light one on the spot: [Whether Gojo Satoru can see or not is not important. 】

Obviously this will be systemized in his mind, but through this tone, he can imagine Matsushiro Kazuki's incomparably vicissitudes of eyes: 【I can't see Gojo Satoru, this is very important to me. 】

This is so philosophical.

Perhaps some of the happiness of human beings is indeed based on the pain of others, especially artificial intelligence, a species that has a lot to do with human thinking, but whose physiological structure is not on the same race.

Matsushiro Kazuki ignored the system inside the door and opened Gojo Satoru's closet without saying a word and began to look for clothes. Gojo Satoru stood outside the door and opened the refrigerator in a good mood.

Of course, you can't expect any fruits and vegetables in his refrigerator.

Wujo Satoru's refrigerator in the college dormitory is full of desserts, but he just bought this house not long ago, and the decoration has not yet been finished. It would be nice to have a refrigerator. He wants to count on what is in the refrigerator that can be called by the outside world. It is purely a dream to eat healthy food.

He stood at the door of the refrigerator, picking and choosing in a good mood, and finally took out two cans of Coke. He leaned halfway on the edge of the kitchen counter and slowly opened a can, and then glanced inside with six eyes.

Just caught a glimpse of Kazuki Matsushiro's profile picking out clothes, a thin layer of muscle covered the curvature of his waist, a smooth line.

The few red marks that had just been exposed on the back were more obvious on the fair skin.

In broad daylight, the sky is bright.

Gojo Satoru, who had regained his strength, drank the Coke and whistled shamelessly.

at the same time.

Matsushiro Kazuki slowly and slowly stretched out a hand, and picked up a corner of the clothes: 【How much did you say just now? 】

APTX4869: [75. 】

Matsushiro Kazuki: [I remember the shirt Gojo Satoru wore when we first entered the mission world...]

System: [25. 】

[By the way,] it added, [the one you are wearing now must also cost 55. 】

Matsushiro Kazuki: ...

He raised his sleeve and glanced at the cuff, feeling that the clothes, which would be torn if torn, suddenly became unattainable.

【What about this one? 】He silently pointed to the clothes that were bunched up by Wujo Wu on the edge of the closet.

The system glanced: [80. 】

[This one can't be...? ] He chose the plainest looking piece of clothing in a row.

[The price of this piece is [-]. 】

Before Kazuki Matsushiro could heave a sigh of relief, APTX4869 continued: [But there are only a few hundred pieces of this piece in global circulation, and it is now out of print. 】

[The current market price... must be more than 100 million, right? 】

Kazuki Matsushiro tightened his clothes silently, and took a step back in awe.

The system muttered beside him: [Why don't you take him back to his hometown to get married?I will never laugh at you again. 】

According to this string of numbers, it almost lost the concept of money.

Since they are all so expensive, there is no need to choose. Kazuki Matsushiro closed his eyes weakly and grabbed a piece of clothing from the closet and began to put it on: [Can you have some backbone...]

[What is backbone? 】The system muttered, 【Our artificial intelligence does not need your human things. 】

Can backbone be spent as money?Can Spine Eliminate Fuse?Can backbone eliminate Wujo Wu's blackening value?

By the way, the blackening value...

It belatedly planned to see how Wujo Wu's blackening value was going.

Gojo Satoru is holding a can of Coke and looking into the room. For the sake of Kazuki Matsushiro's blood pressure, APTX4869 thought about it for a long time, but still thoughtfully did not tell Kazuki Matsushiro that Gojo Satoru was actually watching him change his clothes.

What a big deal, as if it wasn't Wujou Wujo who was torn apart on his body.

Those who should have seen it probably already saw it.

It comforted itself with one thought, and took advantage of Kazuki Matsushiro's change of clothes to open the plug-in as a matter of course, ready to scan Gojo Satoru.

While scanning, its protruding line of sight accidentally collided with Gojo Satoru's.

In an instant, APTX4869's back felt cold suddenly, and his eyes locked on him inch by inch, giving him an illusion of being watched.

It stands to reason that, as the artificial intelligence system of the General Administration to assist employees in their tasks, when it is in the minds of employees, it will not have the concept of orientation in the human-constructed space concept of "back".

But I don't know why, but at that moment, he had the illusion that his back was chilling, and he was locked in by the sight of some beast.

The system stopped like a quail, not daring to take a step forward.

It should be Gojo Satoru looking at Matsushiro Kazuki... maybe.

He nonchalantly turned around and glanced at Matsushiro Kazuki, and silently took a step back into his mind.

Really scared to death.

How did Kazuki Matsushiro manage to put on an ordinary human shell twice before, and dare to quarrel with Gojo Satoru in this state?

He even wanted to fight Gojo Satoru before entering the mission world.

With admiration, the system glanced at Kazuki Matsushiro, who was still debating whether to add a coat, and silently shrunk his neck and sank into the sea of ​​his consciousness.

Kazuki Matsushiro was still debating whether to add a coat or not.

In summer, he wanted to just wear one and be done.

But the fragile 50 ten minutes ago really caused him a certain degree of psychological shadow. Although he knew that this was probably a kind of PTSD that lost face in front of Gojo Satoru, he still chose between dying of heat and saving face. Then he took out a coat from the cabinet.

He is about the same height as Gojo Satoru, so it would be no problem to wear clothes with each other, but this person doesn't seem to live here permanently, and the clothes in this wardrobe are all kinds of suits that he doesn't usually see him wearing.

All the custom-made suits came in Gojo Satoru's size. The shirts were fine, the sleeves were a little too long and could be rolled up a little. Hold the meaning of both wrists.

Until Kazuki Matsushiro opened the door, the system was as quiet as a chicken, without another word.

When Matsushiro Kazuki went out, Gojo Satoru, who was still drinking Coke and whistling before, seemed to be sitting on the sofa in the living room that hadn't been decorated yet, looking serious.

Kazuki Matsushiro walked over, and he calmly picked up another can of Coke from the table and handed it to him.

Then his eyes began to wander around him, and he said very courteously: "It's so hot, why don't you take off your coat?"

Matsushiro Kazuki opened his hand angrily: "Are you planning to move the house?"

As soon as he came out, he found that the decoration had not been completed, there was a faint smell of formaldehyde mixed with the light smell of paint floating in the air, the TV cabinet in front of the sofa was only half opened, and the chandelier above the head hadn't been connected yet. Hanging in mid-air in a mess.

It is estimated that he just bought a new house not long ago. Wujo Wu didn't like to go back to his home. He must have installed the bedroom first and then threw the pile of clothes that couldn't fit in the dormitory.

The place other than the bedroom is very messy.

In the whole living room, there is only this wide sofa, which may be able to roll around on it, and can also get off your feet.

"No," Gojo Satoru opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Why do I move when I live in the dormitory well?"

Matsushiro Kazuki is still in the high school, he is a fool to move here.

If you want to move here, you have to wait for Matsushiro Kazuki to be with him...

Matsushiro Kazuki took the Coke in his hand speechlessly and opened it: "Do you compare the college dormitory with this place?"

"The college dormitory is close to the school," Gojo Gojo said with a serious face, "it's convenient for class."

Matsushiro Kazuki: "...Do you usually go to class?"

"That's convenient for training," Gojo Gojo said without changing his face, "Anyway, I really like living there."

Kazuki Matsushiro wanted to say something else, and then Gojo Gojo replied, "I have money and nothing to spend on it."

Then your hobbies are quite unique.

Matsushiro Kazuki stared at him silently for a while, he really didn't understand the life of the rich.

Thinking of the huge main family house that he doesn't like but at least he currently owns, Kazuki Matsushiro, who had worked so hard to buy a house with a loan outside the mission world, suddenly felt extremely unbalanced.

At this moment, he really wanted to hang the street lights of the feudal family in front of him.

He hated the rich alone for a long time, but he didn't wait for the spineless system to come out and let him bring Wutiao Wu back to his hometown to get married.

What about the system?

[P system? 】 He shouted inexplicably.

【Typical? 】

what happened?He didn't hibernate the system, did he?

Kazuki Matsushiro began to shout his name: [APTX4869? 】

Halfway through his shout, a warm hand suddenly climbed onto his shoulder.

Kazuki Matsushiro turned his head, and looked straight at Gojo Satoru with a pair of probing eyes.

[Matsushiro Kazuki,] Gojo Satoru tilted his head and blinked, 【Who are you thinking about? 】