I lost my memory after making a lifetime promise with 5t5

Gojo Satoru doesn't have a broad mind, even if it is a cat, he must never go past him.

Therefore, even if it is clear that Nuliang Luyi has no memory of getting along with him, it is still unclear who the "meal replacement" is and who the "meal replacement" is. The hat was put on that "one" first.

"Yiyi, you actually took a meal replacement behind my back!"

Nu Lianglu, who was "eating a meal replacement" suddenly blinked his eyes, wondering why he was charged with such a crime.

Faced with Gojo Satoru's questioning, which was too straightforward and confident, Nu Lianglu took a step forward.

She was obviously looking up at the other party, but her aura abruptly lifted her to the same position as Gojo Satoru.

Nuliang Luyi's side face turned a little red, but she still praised Gojo Satoru's appearance sincerely: "I didn't eat a meal replacement, the previous compliment was indeed for Gojo-kun, you look good."

At that moment, it was Gojo Satoru who amazed her.

The girl's eyes were golden and straight, and his pupils reflected his blue and white. The undisguised pure liking was like sweet honey, exuding the sweet smell of a kitten.

Exactly the same as when I was a child.

For some reason, Gojo Satoru completely forgot about that nasty cat, and his mind was filled with messy excitement.

She praised me for looking good!

Sure enough, she still likes my face!

Hooking his chin with his thumb and forefinger, he leaned close to the girl in front of him, Gojo Gojo was so proud that he could carve this compliment into a plaque on his body every day: "Yiyi, I'm really good-looking, right?"

"It looks good!" Nulianglu gave a thumbs up.

"Say it one by one!"

"Wujo-kun looks great!"

"Do it again! Louder!" Wujo Wu posted closer.

"Wujo-kun looks great!" Nuliang Luyi said a lot, and it seemed that the sense of shame in his heart had subsided a little.

What's more, his exquisite facial features are full of happiness, which makes her completely irresistible.

Gojo Satoru was very satisfied with the loud voice, but he was not satisfied. The kitten in his heart stepped on the milk and kept clamoring, he wanted more and more favors.

At this moment, the squad leader and others rushed back to the classroom by bicycle.

The "bang" sound of the door opening interrupted Gojo Satoru's reverie.

"K〇C! Fresh K〇C! Anyone want it?"

Another trash-throwing team also rushed back.

Smelling the aroma of food, a group of young and hungry high school students immediately spontaneously formed a circle and began to sweep the fast food on the table.

While eating, they were chatting about which class activity was particularly brilliant at the campus festival today, or gossip about those two classmates who were really a couple.

Even though the night was getting darker, the classroom was still as lively as daytime.

It's just that this enthusiasm seems to be unable to pass on to the three people with different school uniforms.

At this time, someone picked up two glasses of iced Coke and handed them to Wutiaowu and Xia Youjie with a smile: "Wutiao-jun, Xia Youjie, you have made great contributions today, why don't you have a glass?"

"And yours." Nu Lianglu handed the only cup left to Jia Ruozi, his light golden eyes were like bouquets in the sun, swaying and warm, "You are also our great hero."

"Yes, yes, yes! Without these three, our sales performance would not be so brilliant!"

With Nu Lianglu taking the lead, a group of students dared to strike up a conversation with the three students from other schools who, despite their outstanding looks, always felt a bit difficult to provoke, "Which school are you from? I don't think I've seen such a school uniform."

"You guys are so tall, 1.8 meters? 1.9 meters?"

"Oh, so it's the younger generation."

"If you need help from seniors in the future, just mention it!"

"You will scare the juniors." Nu Lianglu bent his knuckles and tapped the desk, raised the Coke cup in his hand, and signaled to the class leader beside him, "Squad leader, think of something quickly."

The squad leader raised his glasses, followed by Nu Lianglu and raised the Coke cup in his hand: "This cup is for the three outstanding foreign players from other schools!"

The performance of the three members of the college is obvious to all in the class, and the gratitude of their peers is always so pure and straightforward.

In the next second, dozens of students present all raised their Cokes to the three people standing in the corner, and said loudly in unison: "This cup is for the three outstanding foreign players from other schools!"

I have been waiting for a long time to be with the dead body in the medical room of the high school, and it seems that I have not experienced such a lively home for a long time. His fingers moved slightly, and he caressed the paper cup in his hand that was still dripping with water.

It was obviously cold, but she seemed to have touched some warmth.

Because they are all minors, after celebrating today's success for a while, the class was disbanded to prevent being scolded at home.

Gojo Satoru hopped downstairs like a jk, and raised his finger, enthusiastically suggesting: "Let's hold a cultural festival in the high school too! Then we will let the teachers wear maid outfits!"

"It's great." Jia Ruozi read with a blank expression.

Xia Youjie smiled and said some horror stories: "I sincerely hope that Wu can live to see that day..."

Gojo Satoru thought of Noctua Masamichi's big black face and that fist as hard as iron.

Fearless mantra is the strongest decisively suspending this topic, shifting his dissatisfaction to the college system: "Really, coming to college to study is just a social animal with more money. Not only do you have to do tasks, you don't even have youth. !"

Listening to what the three young conjurers said to each other, Nuliang Luyi, who sent them for a while, asked with some doubts: "Do you usually make money by doing tasks?"

Shouldn't ordinary college students of this age take their parents' pocket money and complain that it's not enough?

"Hey, one by one, you really don't know much about the magic world." Gojo Wu reminded him kindly, "For example, Xia You and I have passed the first-level magician assessment, and every level-one magic spirit task we participated in probably It's this number."

At that moment, Nuliang Luyi seriously suspected that the conjurer in front of her was not good at mathematics, but when she saw the indifferent expressions of the other two, she knew that the other party was not lying.

"First-level conjurer?" Nuliang Luyi asked curiously, and then turned his gaze to Jia Ruzi.

"I can heal with the rare "Reversal Art". "Jiaru Glass didn't intend to hide her spells, her existence was an open secret.

Gojo Satoru on the side once again stretched out his hands to compare a number, and waved vigorously in front of Nura Luyi: "This number is enough to heal a person!"

After parting with Nuliang Lu, Xia Youjie stared at the energetic DK in front of him, and couldn't help asking: "She was tempted earlier, why didn't you persuade her?"

Her family should not be that rich, at least when Gojo Gobi figured out that number, the girl's clear eyes seemed to be shaken by a rippling pool.

Jia Ruozi also secretly pricked up his ears.He obviously cared so much about that girl, but he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue him at that moment. Is this still Wujo Wu?

"Because Yiyi is having a good time here."

Gojo Satoru turned his head and looked in the direction where Nuliang Luyi left, muttering with a smile while chewing the food that Nuliang Luyi gave him.

Xia Youjie looked at his best friend in the night, his back was facing him, his snow-colored hair glared under the street lamp, he couldn't see his face, but felt that he looked extraordinarily lonely for no reason.

Coupled with the sincere words, Xia Youjie was a little worried, but also a little relieved that the three-and-a-half-year-old problem children in the college had finally grown up a bit.

But in the next second, Gojo Satoru happily added: "I heard that in addition to cultural festivals, ordinary schools also have sports meetings, school trips, club activities... I can come to play at that time! It's really good!"

Xia Youjie twitched the corners of his mouth, especially when Gojo Wutiao turned his face away, the corners of his lips with concern instantly drew into a straight line: "Wu, are you eating the rice ball that classmate Nuliang gave me?"

Gojo Satoru patted the dark-faced Xia Youjie on the shoulder while chewing the remaining rice balls in his mouth, and taught in the tone of Teacher Ye Moth: "Yeah, classmate Xia You's vigilance is really too low! Pay attention next time!"

Xia Youjie rolled up his sleeves, and countless curse spirits came out from the torn gap behind him.

When he really felt it, he dared to feel that a certain guy was holding back his laughter because he succeeded in stealing food.

Okay, three years old, six eyes and five senses, you can really do it.

Nuliang Luyi, who returned to the main house of the Nuliang Group, quickly found a cat blowing the night wind on the eaves under the guidance of the little monster.

After finally exhausting all the flattering words of praise, he coaxed and hugged a certain big cat who felt that he had been treated in the cold. Nuliang Luyi did not study, but sat on the veranda, scratching the big cat's chin while looking at the big cat. The cherry blossom trees that are about to bloom are thinking about something.

She took out the small note that Gojo Satoru had written the contact information on.

The above line "I know you have a reversal spell" is still very clear.

She was really shaken just now, not only because of the high salary of the conjurer, but also because she learned what the reversal spell is.

If the "reversal technique" is the healing ability of the conjurer, wouldn't it be the same as Gojo Satoru knowing that she has the healing ability?

How would he know?

Nuliang Luyi's doubts about something kept sprouting and growing, but her blank mind still couldn't provide her with more help.

"Lu Yi, practice the knife with me?"

Nu Liang Lu subconsciously caught Nu Liang Hua Piao and threw a wooden knife over, trying to get rid of the confusion in his heart, and fought with Nu Liang Hua Piao.

Accompanied by the sound of wooden knives colliding with each other, Nuliang Huapiao asked directly: "Is the conjurer looking for you again?"

"Yes." Nu Lianglu felt a sharp pain in his mouth, and distanced himself from his grandfather, "I was thinking, should I finish something?"

"You're too hesitant!" Nuliang Huapiao predicted her granddaughter's dodge, and came forward with a bottom-up jab.

Nu Liang Lu took a sudden step back, trying to release the strength, but unexpectedly, the opponent's knife changed from a stab to a pick, and instantly knocked the knife in her hand away, and fell into the Kappa's pond.

Nuliang Liban had already sat on the porch at some point, picked up a glass of wine, and lazily opened one eye: "Father, it's gentler to touch Lu."

"It's because I didn't concentrate enough." Nuliang Luyi took the knife handed by Kappa, thanked him and sat beside his grandfather and father.

After sorting out his thoughts, Lu Yi said, "I want to go to Dongdae University, that's for sure."

"But right now, I want to try a new possibility." Nuliang Luyi has been thinking about how to strengthen the Nuliang group these years, and she already has a vague outline, "Father, do you still remember the Hundred Story Group?" ?”

"Hundred Story Group's practice is unjust, but it is not without merit."

"Now that new media are emerging and the cost of dissemination of news is decreasing, in fact, this is a great opportunity for the Nuliang Group to spread its own story and grow stronger."

The power of monsters comes from people's awe and fear, and they cannot be forgotten by the times.

The whole era is constantly rushing forward, which is a proof of the glory of the human world and an opportunity for the Nuragumi to revitalize.

Nura Luichi's eyes seemed to reflect the full moon in the sky, getting brighter as the night deepened:

"At the same time, the dissemination of monster stories must be in the hands of our group, and the information dissemination must be sufficient. For this, we need a lot of money."

Nuliang Huabao wanted to say.

In fact, the Nuliang group has accumulated a lot of wealth over the past few hundred years. Although the days are gradually peaceful, there are few large-scale conflicts with other groups. Leave it alone, it's worth the money.

"I'm thinking, maybe we can use the conjurer." Nuliang Luyi hadn't thought about this at first, but during the contact with the conjurer, she gradually came up with the idea of ​​exploring this possibility.

Curses are not only the confidants of conjurers, but also the enemies of monsters. If the curses are not exorcised, many human beings will fear those curses. This is undoubtedly the bottom line for the development of monsters. important reason.

Grandpa was able to eradicate the feather fox together with the onmyoji hundreds of years ago, so why can't she unite with the magician?

"I want to go to the High School of Conjuration, and learn about the world of conjuration as a conjurer without revealing my identity as a monster." Nuliang Luyi confided his thoughts, "Then explore the world of our alliance." possibility."

"Do you have to do it yourself?" Nuliang Huapiao, who had heard about some bad things in the magic world, crossed his hands in front of him, and didn't agree with his granddaughter's idea.How can the young master of the family personally go up, if the old cadres in the family who watched Lu Yi grow up heard about it, they would not blow it up one by one.

"Indeed, there is a possibility that I can still achieve my goal without going to the Conjuration College." With the cool night wind blowing, Nuliang Luyi's white hair gently brushed his cheeks.

As she talked, she felt that she was getting calmer and calmer: "But, there is still one thing I have to do."

"I feel that there is a kind of relationship between me and the conjurer, which has already been established." Accompanied by the melodious sound of wind chimes in the verandah, Nuliang Luyi transformed back into a human form.

The black-haired girl looked up at the blossoming cherry blossoms in the courtyard under the cold moonlight: "If you unilaterally violate the agreement, it will be my fault."

White hair, scarf weaving, and healing power...all the facts were laid out in front of her.

Even now, even if she still has no memory, she can no longer deceive herself.

The Nuragumi is an underworld monster organization that values ​​promises the most.

She couldn't let him continue to wait alone.

"Ah, I don't know who this stubbornness is like." Nuliang Huapiao took a puff of his pipe, dragged his wooden clogs and walked away, "Then Wakana, you can deal with it, don't let her worry."

The next day, Wutiao Wu, who was eating with Xia Youjie and Nitro in the college cafeteria, received a call.

Gojo Satoru, who thought that the assistant supervisor was looking for him to do the task again, and Wujo Satoru, who became a social animal as a minor, immediately stretched his face and wanted to ignore it.

But as soon as he saw the number that had already been marked, Gojo Wu immediately felt like seeing a cat like Xiaoyugan, grabbed the phone and picked it up: "Hey, hey, this is the strongest and most handsome Wujo Wu special line! "

A fresh and bright smile like a small daisy bloomed on his face, but Gojo Satoru was keenly aware of the unusualness, and his eyes behind the sunglasses darkened slightly:

Why did Nuliang Luyi call him?

Is there something that can't be solved?

The old orange was found so quickly?

Just when Gojo Satoru was tilting his head, seriously considering whether to trouble Old Orange, he heard a low smile from the girl opposite.

In the next second, Gojo Satoru began to wonder if there was something wrong with his ears.

Because that familiar voice said

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"Wujo-kun, would you like to talk to me about college admission?"

The warm wind in the distance is surrounded by the caressing sound of cherry blossoms dancing, gently knocking on the wind chimes, and playing light notes.

"Although it's seven years late, it should still be in time?"

"Perhaps I should call you, Wu?"