I am cursed by the strongest

Wujo Zhi took Wujo Satoru to meet his new friend.

When Gojo Satoru had a cold face, it gave people the feeling of the cold winter wind, which was extremely sharp and had a sense of division. This world was out of place.

But the corners of his lips were raised, and there was a smile in his blue eyes, which made people think of a beautiful and arrogant kitten.

"What, you are Ji-chan's new friend!" Gojo Satoru looked joyfully at Yukimura Seichi, "You're not as cute as me at all!"

Yukimura Seiichi: "???" Although the other party said nothing bad, but inexplicably very upset, what's the matter?

Although he said very ky and annoying words, the pride on his face made him look even more lovely.

It's like a cat deliberately pushing down the water glass in front of the excrement shoveler, listen, does it sound good?Sounds good is a good cup!Although I pushed the cup, what kind of bad intentions do cats have~

Yukimura Seichi is a polite and gentle boy, and he doesn't dislike Gojo Satoru because of this sentence.

"Although you are twins, you and Zhi-chan are nothing like each other. If Zhi-chan hadn't said it, I would never have imagined that you are brothers."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru is like a cat with fried hair: "How can it be different! Zhichan and I are identical twins! From nose to mouth, hair and ears are exactly the same! No one is more like twins than me and Zhichan! "

"Huh? Is that so?" Seiichi Yukimura seemed to be genuinely troubled by Gojo Satoru's words, but after hesitating, he said without a hint of reluctance, "Well, it looks very similar when you look closely."

"How can there be such a perfunctory answer! And what is a 'scrutiny'! Isn't it obvious that Zhichan and I are brothers at a glance? Why do you have to take a closer look!"

Gojo Satoru, who had a strong desire to win, hooked Gojo Zhi's neck, and the two faces were squeezed together and deformed. They moved together in front of Yukimura Seiichi and almost bumped into each other: "Look! It's very similar! It's exactly the same!"

The cute crit X2 suddenly appeared in front of him, making Yukimura Seiichi almost collapse.

Gojo Satoru's impatient look reminded Yukimura Seiichi of the cats at home, the cats who caught the big moths and came back to support the family proudly and eagerly want to be worshiped by the shit shovel, pestering him with itching and wanting to He praised that the tail was almost wrapped around his feet, and he also acted like "I don't care, I'm just passing by to have a look".

"Well," Seiichi Yukimura held back his laughter, lest Maomao would become angry from embarrassment, but the acting skills under the suppressed laughter were a little abnormal, a little exaggerated, "As expected of brothers, they are exactly the same ~ so cute!"

Gojo Satoru didn't know why he was so proud, he lifted his chin and hummed in satisfaction: "Well, I admit that you are also very cute, only a little worse than me!"

Yukimura Seiichi: "..." Forget it, he doesn't want to delve into the world controlled by his younger brother for the time being.

Mrs. Yukimura saw a children's tennis club, and she was going to take Yukimura Seiichi to a trial class in the afternoon, so Yukimura Seiichi was going home to prepare after playing for a while.

It was also the first time for Gojo Satoru to really play outside with children of the same age. When he heard that Yukimura Seichi was going home, he was a little depressed with a slumped face, and he hadn't had a good time yet!

"Do you want to go to class together? Tennis is quite interesting." Yukimura Seichi invited.

Wujo Zhi was looking forward to it, so he looked at Wujo Satoru with bright eyes.

Gojo Satoru was also looking forward to it, so he made a quick decision: "Go!"

However, as soon as his words fell, a majestic voice sounded behind him: "Wu, what are you doing?"

Wujo Zhi turned his head and looked back, and saw Wujo Qingren's livid face.The perspective that the child sees from the bottom up to the adult is inherently intimidating, not to mention the murderous aura of Wujo Qingren now.

"Ni-chan..." Wujo Zhi nervously grabbed Wujo Wu's hand.

Gojo Satoru was not surprised at all, there was no trace of fear on his face: "Che, I found it so quickly."

But when he turned his head, he had an innocent and confused look on his face: "Who are you? Who is Wu?" The pseudonym he made up for himself was "Tou", although the pronunciation is a bit similar to "Wu", but Not particularly like.

Gojo Haruhito's face turned even darker.

"Master Wu, don't be willful!" The Great Elder standing next to the Patriarch also had a very ugly face, "Do you know what dangerous things will happen if you leave home willfully?!"

Wujo Satoru took Wujo Zhi's hand indifferently and turned to leave: "Xingcun, I'll play with you next time!"

Yukimura Seichi looked at him worriedly: "Do you need my help to call the police?" He felt that this group of people did not look like good people.

The faces of Gojo Haruhito and a group of elders were so black that they could drip ink.

Gojo Satoru actually didn't understand the common sense of ordinary people, but seeing the ugly faces of the old oranges, he couldn't guess it, so he said cheerfully: "Yes! Of course!"

Yukimura Seichi nodded, and immediately sounded the siren that he carried with him.This kind of little thing has no lethality, but it has a loud and shrill sound, which has a strong warning effect.The place where they played was the small park in the villa area. As long as they heard this sound, the security guards would rush over immediately and call the police.

"We're not bad people!" The faces of the Big Five changed drastically, and they hurriedly set up tents that could isolate the sound.

If the Patriarch and Elders of the Wutiao family were invited to the police station for tea, where would their Wutiao family's face be put when this matter got out? !

Gojo Satoru was amused by the distressed and nervous appearance of the Big Gojos, he made no secret of his schadenfreude and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahahaha——"

The Big Five put on pain masks.

It took a lot of effort to explain clearly to Yukimura Seiichi, and Gojo Aruhito, who was sitting on the sofa in the tenshu house, showed a tired look.

Gojo Satoru was relaxed, sitting on the sofa dangling his legs, and Tian Shouzhi was lying on his lap, with the back of his head facing the crowd, his resistance to communicating with them couldn't be more obvious.

The butler and Kana were so frightened by the solemn atmosphere in the living room that they didn't even dare to breathe loudly: "Please, please drink tea." The big five came in a hurry, and the servants didn't bring any of them. Naturally, it was Kana and the others who served the tea. here to do it.

Three first-level conjurers, four former first-level conjurers and now quasi-first-level ones, and seven powerful conjurers sat in the living room. Even if they didn't deliberately exude murderous aura, the inadvertent deterrence was still extremely scary.

Stared at by seven pairs of majestic eyes, Gojo Satoru, who grew up arrogant and boastful, turned a blind eye to this.

"Stinky old man, I'm going to learn tennis!" He even made a request domineeringly.

Wujo Qingren was so angry that he slapped the expensive and thick coffee table to pieces: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

The housekeeper and Kana were frightened by the flying wood and glass fragments.

Gojo Satoru didn't care, "I know."

"It's just that you are so angry. Then I said that I will quit being a magician in the future, or I will kill all the magicians and create a world without magicians. Are you going to die of anger?"