Spell Upgrade System

They were very close, obviously an extremely abnormal distance, but Shikatori Hiiragi didn't feel anything wrong at all at this moment.

Shikatori Hiiragi fully realized that she was saved by the young man's almost teasing words. She rubbed her cheek with the back of her hand, as if wiping off the cold sweat that didn't exist on her face. Her beating heart quickly calmed down while she was breathing. .

The white-haired boy in front of him took a step back and opened the distance. Shikatori Hiiragi froze for a moment, only to realize that he was still sitting on the ground, and immediately got up with his hands on the ground.

After the adrenaline from the near-death subsided, the body sent out a signal of exhaustion from the inside out, and she was so tired that she would fall asleep again in the next moment, but she obviously had more important things to do.

Therefore, Shikatori Hiiragi had to prop up the wall again to make himself stand firm, and at this time, he felt that his knees started to hurt after falling just now.

It's hot, but it doesn't matter.

From the beginning to the end, the white-haired boy who saved her life was standing there, hooking his school uniform jacket with his arm, slightly tilting his head to see her embarrassed look.

Maybe others will think that he is so indifferent, but Shikatori Hiiragi thinks it's nothing. If she goes to help her now, she will feel even more uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, she lowered her eyelids to slightly cover her emerald eyes, and when she raised them again, the tiredness in her eyes had been covered by her.

She laughed and sincerely thanked the boy in front of her: "Thank you."

Unexpectedly, she didn't get a reply, she paused, stepped forward and slowly approached him, bringing the distance between them a little closer, but kept within the normal speaking range.

"That... you saved my life, what can I repay you?"

He seemed to have a bad temper, and he looked like a kid from a rich family, and the school uniform he was wearing looked like it belonged to a noble school.

She was once saved by Zhongye Zhongyuan. He treated her kindly, and she returned it in double. If possible, she also wanted to realize Chuya Zhongye's wish.

If the other party saved her and did not allow her to reciprocate, then she would keep it in her heart for a long time, not to say that her conscience was at ease.

The white-haired boy in front of him tilted his head.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly as if he was just waiting for her words, but he felt too proud, so he had to press down a little, and finally only revealed a little bit of a reluctant breath, and said, "Okay, then take me in." For a while."

"OK?"

Shikatori Hiiragi wanted to agree subconsciously, but she was taken aback after realizing it, and she frowned slightly.

Keep... him?

The other party used interrogative sentences, but there was no trace of questioning in the tone, as if this matter was taken for granted.

Shikatori Hiiragi thought about it, and finally asked: "Yes, are you running away from home?"

"No." The boy replied firmly.

On the contrary, Shikatori Hiiragi was still a little puzzled, after all, the young man in front of him looked like a spoiled young master, even if he ran away from home, it might not be a decent reason.

Afterwards, he smacked his lips, and scratched his white hair that looked so dazzling in the sun with a little chagrin.

"I don't know how to explain it to you, but it's only a few days anyway, if it doesn't work, just—"

"...No! Of course!"

Before he could finish the word "forget it", Shikatori Hiiragi interrupted him first.

She had nothing to choose, he saved her, although taking him in sounds very reluctant, but she has no reason to refuse.

If it wasn't for him, she would probably be in the belly of the curse spirit by now.

No matter what the reason was, whether he ran away from home, was abandoned by his parents, or was hunted down by his enemies... She just took him in.

Shikatori Hiiragi didn't want to know that much, and it was useless to know.

but……

Shikatori Hiiragi said: "But I don't have a fixed job yet, I have to go to an interview today, so...if possible, maybe I need you to accompany me?"

After thinking about it, she added: "If you don't want to, you can find a place to wait for me, or go to the house I rent, and come to you when I come back from the interview."

Although it's a bit embarrassing, but the situation is like this, it's impossible for Shikatori Hiiragi to hide these things from him.

And words like "interview" and "renting a house" appear back and forth in the mouth of such a young girl who doesn't seem to have fully grown up, which is really a bit inconsistent.

Gojo Satoru looked at her casually, then nodded, indicating that he already knew, and asked, "How long will the interview take?"

In fact, less than 10 minutes have passed since I ran out of the coffee shop.

She calculated, and replied, "In about an hour, it will be at a coffee shop near here."

"Then I'll go with you, I'm fine."

"Okay." Shikatori Hiiragi nodded, only to belatedly realize that he hadn't introduced himself yet, "By the way, my name is Shikatori Hiiragi."

The white-haired boy looked at her: "Gojo Satoru."

The interview process went smoothly, the store manager is a very kind person, and he didn't have much opinion on her age.

The current world - at least the world in Yokohama is so chaotic, presumably the Kanagawa people are used to such underage children running out of Yokohama looking for jobs everywhere.

However, no matter what the store manager thinks, after all, she has a job now!

Shikatori Hiiragi, who finally got the job done, came out of the store manager's office and stretched happily. The good news of finding a job drove away most of the fatigue in her body, and even her steps became much lighter.

She walked to the table where Wujo Wujo was sitting, tapped the table with her knuckles, and said, "You can go."

Gojo Satoru seemed to be getting impatient with waiting. Seeing her coming, he immediately stood up, picked up the coat on the sofa and went out, and asked her back, "Going to eat?"

After he said that, Shikatori Hiiragi realized that it was time to eat.

Dusk in summer always comes too late, it’s already past five o’clock, the sky is still very bright, and it’s still a large area of ​​blue, with no orange red that can’t be seen at all.

But now that Gojo Satoru mentioned it, she realized that she was already very hungry.

"Okay." She said so, touched her belly, and gave the other party the right to choose, "What to eat?"

"Dessert."

Shikatori Hiiragi suspects that he heard it wrong: "Dinner?"

"Yeah, can't you?"

Gojo Satoru said, and looked at her suspiciously, the blue eyes behind the sunglasses seemed to be full of genuine doubts.

"I do that a lot at home."

Shikatori Hiiragi: "..."

... What kind of wealthy family is this.

Shikatori Hiiragi was a little worried about her wallet at this moment, but since he thought about it, she didn't seem to have any reason to refuse.

Because when he said that, it was undeniable that the idea of ​​eating dessert as a meal came to her mind.

It may be some yearning of the poor.

On the way to the nearby dessert shop, Shikatori Hiiragi asked the system: [Why does the skill fail to use? 】

I was almost killed by this tasteless system, of course Shikatori Hiiragi had to figure it out.

[System: The success rate of the skill is related to the level, body value and skill proficiency. Failure to use it is a normal phenomenon. 】

Shikatori Hiiragi:?

[Katori Hiiragi: I know the level and proficiency, but what is the body value? 】

In the next second, Shikatori Hiiragi saw a pop-up window appear in front of his eyes.

[Body values ​​are as follows:]

【Strength: 5】

【Speed: 5】

【Mind: 10】

[Response: 8]

【Physical Strength: -2】

[Mantra: -5]

Apparently, the negative numbers of stamina and mana were due to the two previous failed skill usages.

Shikatori Hiiragi: ...

Nakahara also said that she should go to school, but her brain value is only a pitiful 10.

[System: Spell skill cards are generally linked to the "spell power" value, plus the level and proficiency. After a series of precise calculations, the percentage obtained will be the success rate of the skill. 】

[Katori Hiiragi: According to you, my current stats should be very poor, so why did I succeed yesterday? 】

Is she actually quite European?

[System: There are novice benefits for the first use of the skill card, and the success rate of the skill will be greatly improved. 】

Shikatori Hiiragi: ...

Okay, she's still too good at feelings.

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"Three servings of tiramisu, four servings of Fuyunjuan, six servings of Daifuku, and two servings of strawberry matcha chocolate flavor..."

Shikatori Hiiragi propped his head up, and he no longer wanted to order desserts like listening to the young master in front of him report the menu.

She accepts and understands him. After all, desserts are small, and a boy his age should order a lot to be full.

After Gojo Satoru finished the series of reports, he looked at the white-haired girl in front of him very considerately, and asked, "What do you want?"

What does she order?

She was afraid of being left to wash the dishes.

Although it was impolite, the question was blurted out subconsciously: "So many, do you eat alone?"

"Yes."

After Gojo Satoru finished saying this, he slowly realized that the girl in front of him seemed to be struggling. He and her stared at each other for a short while, maybe only two seconds, and then quickly looked away.

After a few more seconds, he sighed and said, "Forget it, that's all, I'll eat with you."

Shikatori Hiiragi waved his hand: "Uh, it's okay, I—"

Although her current financial situation is not rich, it is not enough to afford a meal of dessert, which is too shabby.

At most, I may not be able to afford a mobile phone recently.

Wutiaowu gave a "tsk" and explained: "It's because I ordered quite a lot. If I eat too much at night, I will be full."

"..."

It's not easy for her to accept words that seem to be saving face for Shikatori Hiiragi.

Shikatori Hiiragi pursed his lips, not knowing what to say, so he could only look at Gojo Satoru with those emerald eyes.

Gojo Satoru was so uncomfortable being stared at by her that he almost exploded.

He frowned: "Don't look at me with that look, we just met today, why do you feel that you know me very well, as if I'm some kind of evil person, and it's rare for me to have a sudden kindness."

After he said that, Shikatori Hiiragi smiled and looked away.

Her smile is very sunny and lively, and people can tell at a glance that what she says is pure and sincere, and there is no falsehood.

Her voice was soft and comfortable to listen to: "Because it's a little... a bit unexpected, I didn't expect Wujo-kun to be so considerate."

Of course, she wasn't really sincere.

After being praised like this, Wujo Wuji was the one who was embarrassed and silent. He scratched his cheek with his fingers uncomfortably, and turned his head away.

After a long while, I only squeezed out a brief rhetorical question from between my teeth: "...Really?"

Even though he said that, Shikatori Hiiragi also saw a little bit of shyness in him, didn't speak, just propped his chin with his hands, letting the smile on his face expand a little bit.

The portion of this dessert shop is quite enough, but eating too much dessert will inevitably get boring.

Anyway, after walking out of the dessert shop, Shikatori Hiiragi was full, and she made a point of checking to see if Gojo Satoru was still hungry but didn't want to save face, but judging from his not-so-smelly face, he should be almost satisfied.

On the way back, they walked through a pharmacy side by side, and when they were about to pass by, Shikatori remembered that there seemed to be a wound on her leg from fighting the magic spirit in the afternoon—although it was actually the wound she fell when she fled unilaterally.

It's just a small scratch, but it still needs to be disinfected.

It is summer now, if the infection festers because of this, then she will suffer.

Moreover, with such a system bound, there must be a lot of encounters with curse spirits in the future, and it is inevitable that they will be injured. Buying wound medicine is also a precautionary measure.

Thinking of this, Shikatori Hiiragi stopped in his tracks, stopped to the same place, and smiled at the white-haired boy who just turned his head and looked at her suspiciously.

She pointed to the pharmacy behind her and said, "Wait for me a moment, I'll go buy some medicine and come back!"

She said so, but didn't leave immediately, until Gojo Gojo nodded awkwardly, then quickly turned around, trotted towards the pharmacy, opened the door and went in.