I am cursed by the strongest

Gojo Satoru was a little angry.

This is what happened to his arrogance.

The director department has always wanted to test the bottom line of Gojo Satoru. Although he was afraid and fearful of him, after sitting in that seat for a long time, the arrogance of the superior hardly concealed it.

Adding a psychiatrist to the college may be based on the psychological problems of the new generation of conjurers, trying to change the status quo of "conjurers are all lunatics", but a considerable number of rotten oranges want to test Gojo Wu bottom line.

It seems that if you don’t have a perfect ending that kills two birds with one stone or kills three birds with one stone, you will be sorry for Nagasaki’s "sacrifice".

"I don't care if you are voluntary or forced, in short, you go back and tell those rotten oranges—" Gojo Satoru said kindly, holding the rag-like Nagasaki, "let those rotten oranges wash their necks clean. "

"———" Before being sent flying by Gojo Gojo and being picked out of the rock by him, Nagasaki had a lot of backbone, and he even thought about it.After vomiting blood, he gave Gojo Satoru a contemptuous smile in an extremely chic manner, saying "Your sins will all be added to you in the end" and calmly died in the light of Chi.

[Strongest] So what, ever since his mother died, he has lost hope of living in this hopeless world.

There is no saving this world.

It doesn't matter how.

I can already ignore death!I am making a contribution to the world, and my sacrifice is worthwhile!

Until—— stared at by those eyes full of ice, fear occupied his brain.

backbone?what is that?

I don’t know where to forget the prepared lines, Nagasaki only felt that his brain was blank, and his soul seemed to tremble in fear——

Nagasaki fainted.

"Tch." Gojo Satoru threw him away casually.

"Hey, Wujo, hasn't everything been resolved? Why are you still showing such a scary face?" Xia Youjie is not Gojo Wu, "Zhijiang is going to cry from your scary expression!"

After dealing with Nagasaki, Gojo Satoru never laughed again.

He was thinking about one thing, one very important thing.

"Ni Jiang?" Wutiaozhi looked at him worriedly.

Wujo Zhi couldn't empathize with other people's emotions, but Wujo Satoru was never someone else.They are brothers who were born together, and they are existences whose magic power and existence are fused together.

The mantra that was transmitted was still so warm, but Wujozhi felt very sad.

Gojo Satoru knelt down, embraced Gojo Zhi, buried his face in his neck, and didn't speak.

The 16-year-old Wujo Satoru is tall and big, with long hands and long feet, a big one.

Like the dog among cats, the puppet cat has long hair and a big body. Even if it doesn't have much meat, it still looks very bluffing.

Wu Tiaozhi was pitifully small, and was easily held in his arms, with pitiful confusion in his strange-colored pupils.

Did I... did something to make Ni-chan sad?

"Ni sauce?"

Wutiaozhi sometimes hates her own weakness and incompetence.As a "captive" wishing machine, Gojoji has a very passive character.

Can't refuse, can't refuse.Wujo Zhi, who was taught this way since he was a child, has planned everything for the future.As long as you walk step by step according to the will of the adults.

Gojo Satoru was also taught in this way, but unlike the obedient and obedient Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru was chic.

Fearless, high-spirited, and unrestrained rampage in this world.

That is—the figure that Gojo Chihiro adores and longs for.

Wujo Zhi yearns for the back of Wujo Wuyou, but he has nothing to do with freedom.

Gojo Satoru said to him: "Zhenjiang, do what you want to do! I will always stand behind you, don't be afraid!"

Gojo Satoru is very powerful, and he is no longer the "strongest" who can't change anything at the beginning, and has the capital to fight against this world.

He can protect his younger brother, he can protect him from harm, Wutiaozhi will never be hurt again.Even if he is alone, he can protect Wujozhi and let him spend every day happily without any worries.

However, Gojo naive time can no longer move forward.

"I want to be with Ni-chan all the time!" This is what Wujo Ji wants to do.

As long as he stays by Wujo Wu's side, Wujo Zhi will feel at ease. This is already the happiest thing in the world!

His time is fixed at this moment, and he is satisfied with the happiness of this moment.Gojo Satoru only told him that he could do what he wanted to do, but didn't tell him what else he could do.

The adults told him to realize everyone's wishes.Gojo naively figured out that fulfilling a wish is equal to bringing happiness to everyone.Gojo Satoru told him that he could do what he wanted.

Therefore, the wishing machine is no longer the privilege of the Wujo family, and Wujo Zhizhi fulfills the wishes of all those who make wishes to him equally and inclusively.

Wutiaozhi lay her head on his palm, her soft face pressed against his warm palm, she raised her eyes to look at him, her different-color pupils shone brightly with happiness, she looked so cute that it wouldn't hurt even if she put it in her eyes crit.

Gojo Satoru's expression became very strange.

"Ni Jiang, can't you?" Wu Tiaozhi asked him cautiously, the little hands holding his clothes were clenched uneasily, and the look of anxiety in the misty heterochromatic pupils was extremely pitiful.

Gojo Satoru finally knew what was wrong.

"This is a matter of course!" Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and ruffled Gojo Juvenile's hair, "We are brothers, it's normal to be together! But—"

"Zhijiang, besides staying with me, you have more things you want to do."

Wujo Zhi looked at him blankly: "Playing games, reading comics, eating snacks... don't these things count?"

Gojo Satoru scratched his hair in distress. Although he was [the strongest], he was just a clumsy older brother in front of Gojo Zhizhi.

"Of course it can be counted, but... Zhichan, do you have any dreams? Dreams other than being here with me forever."

Wutiaozhi blinked, and asked naively and simply: "Ni-chan, what is a dream."

"...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo' jie !" wutiaowu shook Xia Youjie who was so sleepy that he lost consciousness. In the end, I couldn't speak at all, what should I do?! In Zhichan's heart, I must be a useless brother!"

Xia Youjie lost his dreams like an octopus, his boneless body was being swayed by Wu Tiaowu, his voice was like a dying dream: "I said...do you know what time it is?"

"Aren't you very good at playing games all night! It's just three o'clock in the morning?! No, no, no! Why are you so lazy!"

Xia Youjie couldn't stand him anymore: "Playing games all night is out of my will! To be caught by you and listen to you babbling about how cute and rotten oranges are and annoying, this is not what I want!"

"Although Zhijiang is really cute! But you are also really annoying!!!" Xia Youjie couldn't bear it anymore and threw Gojo Satoru out of the window, and Xia Youjie, whose ears were finally cleared, let out a long sigh of relief.

"Damn it, I should have done this a long time ago!" Xia Youjie thumped the place where Gojo Wu had been lying with some annoyance.

Gojo Wu, who was thrown out by Xia Youjie, stood outside the house and blew the cold wind for a while. After his hot head cooled down, he went back to his dormitory lightly, without opening the window, and walked back by himself.

"Huh..." Wu Tiaozhi, who was sleeping soundly, curled up in a corner, her chubby body was like a half-melted ice cream, smelling like milk.

The sound of long breathing hit the quilt one after another, and the light breath seemed to disappear with the wind at any time.

"thump--"

"thump--"

"thump--"

The sound of a strong heartbeat was amplified in the quiet room, as if it smelled a familiar smell. In the hazy moonlight, the frosty eyelashes trembled slightly, and the sleepy child slowly opened his eyes.

Like flowing gold in the depths of the pupils, what flows first is attachment.

The round hands are like five short marshmallows stuck in the snowball, white and tender.Tender and soft, the little fingers are lighter and softer than clouds, grasping Wu Wu's fingers.

Gojo Satoru has big hands, much bigger than Gojo Zhi.The frail and sickly Wutiaozhi has grown smaller than Wujo Wu since he was a child, but because they are all children, their hands are about the same size.

Gojo Satoru always held his hand tightly, and Gojo Zhi also held him firmly.

But slowly, slowly, slowly... Wu Tiaozhi could no longer hold his whole hand, and the small and soft hand always held one of his fingers tightly.

There are many calluses on Gojo Satoru's fingers, which are difficult for conjurers to avoid, knives, wooden warehouses, swords... Although Gojo Satoru doesn't use weapons, he can use every kind of weapon, and he uses them quite well.Therefore, Gojo Satoru inevitably left calluses on his hands.

The child's hands are tender, and the long-term practice has caused a lot of blisters and skin on the fingertips. This is something that Gojo Satoru, who has [No Lower Limit], can't avoid.

Wu Tiaozhi always took pains to break the blisters for him, and would wrap him thickly with gauze after cleaning and disinfecting.Although it was only a few small blisters, it looked as if Gojo Satoru's ten fingers were all broken.

The teary look seemed to be the one with the blisters.

Then, Gojo Satoru, who was gradually getting used to it, no longer rubbed his fingers, but rough calluses instead.Wu Tiaozhi changed from picking up blisters to grinding cocoons for him.

Too thick cocoons affect the feel, but too thin and easy to wear the handle again.Wutiaozhi, who can make perfect, is already very good at grasping the speed!

Wujo Wuneng has a pair of hands that are envied by hand models. It can be said that it is due to Wujo's childishness!

Wutiao was sleeping sideways on the bed, not sure if he was awake or not, like a wet little snail, his reaction was extremely slow, and his eyes couldn't be opened in a daze, but he just grabbed Wutiao Wu in a peaceful way.

Gojo Satoru's hands have been getting bigger, rougher, and more powerful, but Gojo Juvenile's hands are as soft as ever.

Small, fleshy, gently squeezed in the hand, you need to be very careful to pinch the thin bones-it seems that with a little more effort, the fragile bones of this child will shatter at a glance.

"Ni Jiang..." The voice that just woke up was soft and waxy, with a hint of hoarseness just after waking up, like a baby animal whimpering.

Sleeping hot, the child who didn't know how to kick the quilt away huddled in the bed that was much bigger than him, his eyes were misty with watery eyes, and the hair on his forehead and temples was soaked in sweat and messy. The ground sticks to the face, and the whole person is pitiful.

"Be good, be good~" Gojo Satoru couldn't help poking Wujo's soft and pouty cheek with his free hand.The baby fat hasn't faded yet.The gone face was fleshy, and when the finger poked it in, it immediately seemed to have a cute and small sweet dimple, and the innocent and lovely face was even sweeter to the heart.

Gojo Satoru couldn't resist poking it a few times, the soft and slippery skin was smoother than pudding.

"Woo..." Wutiaozhi, who was woken up, was annoyed to get up, and Wutiaowu's prodding made him want to lose his temper, but the little pitiful was not very angry, so he held back, Wutiaozhi was angry Cried.

Wutiao's face is very pale and tender, her eyelashes and hair are all pure white, as long as she cries, the blush will be smudged in large swaths, the long curled eyelashes are wet with teardrops, the corners of her eyes and the tip of her nose are as wet red as a watercolor painting Dazzling, he is like a small flower bud that has been damaged by wind and rain, small, with a hint of magnificent color at the top, but it was knocked down by the rain, so pitiful that it makes people worry.

Gojo Satoru likes to tease him, watching him cry so pitifully as the number one in the world, but also can't bear him to be sad.

I want to tease him, but I want to protect him more.

"Zhijiang, go to sleep." Gojo Satoru hurriedly coaxed him, but it was easy to make a child cry, but it was very difficult to coax him.

The aggrieved Wutiaozhi took advantage of Wutiaowu's cheap hand and wanted to rua his hair, and immediately bit his wrist, and the sharp little canines sank into his skin, grinding viciously, but in the end The teeth were not grown for biting, and the teeth attached to the blood vessels were not so much biting as they were complaining coquettishly.

"Ni Jiang, not sleeping well is a serious crime!" Wutiao said childishly, because of anger, he made a mistake in biting his voice anxiously, more like a coquettish coquettish!

In fact, he woke up once.Although it was after putting him to sleep that Gojo Wu went to Xia Youjie, but the child felt shallow, and the air conditioner was on in the room. Although it was the usual temperature, without Gojo Wu's big heater, for a child with only one child room, the temperature is too low.

After Wutiaozhi woke up from the cold, he groped around on the bed for a while before finding the remote control to turn off the air conditioner.He is not a child who can't take care of himself, but Gojo Satoru is not around, which still makes him very wronged. When he got up, he was so angry that he didn't get enough sleep. Wujo Zhi buried his head in the quilt and cried for a long time. I fell asleep when I was tired from crying.

"Yes, yes, yes." Gojo Satoru rolled into the bed, and immediately hugged him into his arms. The little child was a little bigger, and he easily adjusted a comfortable position in his arms.

There was still some saliva left on the wrist, but Gojo Satoru didn't wipe it. There were many blood vessels on the wrist. Gojo Satoru could clearly feel the temperature of Gojo Tzuyu, which was warm, but as soon as Gojo Satoru left, there remained "human" The temperature is nothing more than a trace of self-deceiving mantra.

"Zhijiang, do you want to go to the tennis match tomorrow?"

Gotiaozhi, who was yawning a little, looked up suspiciously: "Ni-chan, do you want to watch the game?" Tennis games can be said to be the most interesting sports events, bar none.

Compared with playing games, Wujo Zhi even felt that it was more suitable for this group of people to save the world, after all, his brother Wujo Satoru could compete with his brother Wujo Satoru in the fantasy level of rubbing black holes.

But this kind of walking out of the tennis court, without the buff blessing of the tennis court, the super magic level of the tennis players dropped from 99999999999 to 9.

For some unknown purpose, Gojo Satoru once asked Kusuo Ameng to turn the whole earth into a tennis court. In his words——

"I want to see what it's like to see the rotten oranges fighting with the penguins with rackets! If those rotten oranges can't even beat the penguins-wouldn't it be interesting! Post the video online, absolutely Let them run out of the galaxy carrying a train overnight!"

But in the end, the matter ended in failure because the two men did not agree on the quantity of coffee jelly.

"Aren't you here to make trouble?" Because he was very interested in the high school tennis player who "can pull out black holes with a tennis racket", Gojo Satoru deliberately took him to block for several days.

According to the audience protection regulations, every time I have to wear thick iron protective clothing and a heavy gas mask, Gojoji doesn't like it very much!

"And tennis is too violent!"

Gojo Satoru retorted: "Obviously very young!"

"So this is the reason why you turn into another school's substitute every day and go to various strong schools to challenge each other?"

Gojo Satoru selectively filtered his complaints, and pressed the back of his head to his chest: "My good boy is going to bed! Which kid doesn't go to bed at three o'clock in the morning!"

Wutiaozhi: "..." He really wanted to say that it was all your fault, didn't he?But it was immediately diverted attention.

"Ni Jiang, have your pectoral muscles gotten bigger again?"

"Huh? Is there any?"

Wujozhi pressed the button, then nodded: "Well, it's a little bigger!"

"Is it more comfortable to lie down?"

"It's just a little bit bigger, how can there be such an obvious change."

Gojo Satoru squeezed it himself, imagining what it would be like to lie down on his chest muscles, but since he had never lay down before, it was hard to imagine.But the inexplicable competitive spirit made him very unconvinced and said: "I'm going to lie down tomorrow and try Jie's chest-muscles!"

Although he is a conjurer, but I don't know if his skills are wrong, or he hasn't been taught well since the generation of high school teachers, and each of them has become a gorilla with muscles, a punch and a curse spirit.

"Nonsense! It's obviously a melee mage, a summoner!" Xia Youjie was disgusted with the word "gorilla" for some reason, so he quickly corrected it.

Wutiaozhi thinks that there is no difference whether it is a "gorilla" or a melee summoner!Although Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu have good figures that look thinner when they take off their clothes, both Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu have a lot of muscles on their bodies.

It is only because of his tall stature, smooth and beautiful muscle lines, full of strength but not exaggerated, that he avoids the embarrassment of being regarded as a gorilla.

[OK, stop right here! ] As soon as he entered the gymnasium, Saiki Kusuo's voice rang in his head, and he almost shouted "Retreat, retreat, retreat" to refuse, as if avoiding the plague.

The game that Gojo Satoru brought Gojoji to watch happened to be PK Academy VS Lihai University Affiliated High School.

PK Academy is just an ordinary public high school with an average enrollment rate, and it is not a strong sports school. It is an ordinary high school certified by Saiki Kusuo in all aspects.

Logically speaking, based on PK Academy's record in previous years, the second round of tour is already quite a good result!But this year, there are three more generals in the tennis club of PK Academy—the hot-blooded boy Lu Chuzhi; Saiki Kusuo won the battle!

"Nanxiongni—huh?" Wutiaozhi stopped abruptly, the excited little jiojio ran too fast and braked too fast, his center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell down.

Gojo Wutiao quickly grabbed his back by the collar, but this made Wujo Zhi look like a kitten who was pinched by fate, his big eyes were full of bewilderment.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Gojo Satoru laughed without empathy.

Wujo kicked him childishly, but his legs were short, and even if Wujo Wuti tried hard, it was just a funny kick in the void.

Gojo Satoru, who pretended to be driving the fully automatic unlimited mode, with an expression of "I didn't hear anything", walked cheekily to the cheering seats of PK Academy, in the distorted expression of Saiki Kusuo who was full of joy (rejection) , Gojo Satoru pulled down his sunglasses, and blinked at him: "Kusuo, come on!"

"Ahhhhhhh! He's firing at me!"

"Super handsome! Super cool too! It would be great if you could talk to me anytime, and you will surely die of happiness!"

"Is the kid next to him his younger brother? Oh my god! He'll be a super pool noodle when he grows up! Woohoo, brother-in-law, I can do it too!"

"Wait a while and try to talk to him! It would be even better if you can communicate with him, even for a day, I would like to!"

"That guy Qi Mu, when did he meet such a handsome Chi Nian! Damn it, next time we have a friendship, we must ask Qi Mu to call him over!"

"But will Qi Mu agree? I always feel that he is a bit weird. Isn't Qi Mu too arrogant? I ignore him even when I say hello to him!"

"It's really lucky. I was born with such an advantageous face, and I can easily live a happier life than others without working hard."

"I'm so envious, that guy is surrounded by so many girls every day, so happy!"

"If only there were girls around me..."

"Is there anything wrong? He's wearing sunglasses, half of his face is covered, why are you so excited here! What if it's a killer with a lower half of his face that only looks good on the lower half of his face!"

"roll!"

"..."

[five!strip!Enlightenment! ] The entire gymnasium was so noisy that it caused headaches to pour into his head, and there was a crack in Saiki Kusuo's speechless face, and the eyes under the green lenses seemed to be about to emit laser light.

He clearly knew that his "dream" was to become an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary, but he still appeared in such a high-profile way.

Thinking that in the future life, I might be asked "Who was Qi Mu's pool noodles last time? Can you give me his contact information?" Wood #%#! Last pool noodle%#@￥......" Occupied, Saiki Kusuo directly put on a mask of pain.

"Kusongni-chan!" Although he didn't know what happened, but he felt that Saiki Kusuo didn't want them to get too close, the five childish ones stopped in front of the protective fence of the auditorium, clenched their small fists, and looked at the audience brightly. He said restrainedly, "Nanxiongni sauce! Come on for the game!"

【Ah, don't worry.As an ordinary person, I will definitely lose this competition, because the opponent this time is the King Lihai who dominated the entire generation in middle school! 】

The competition system of high school is similar to that of junior high school. There are three singles games and two doubles games, with a total of seven players playing.

Although the PK Academy was lucky enough to get through the qualifiers all the way, but they met Li Hai University in the first round, which can be said to be very unlucky.

Wujo asked curiously: "Huh? Why?"

The boy with dark green curly hair like seaweed smiled arrogantly: "Of course it's because—the leader of the team is Minister Yukimura!"

"Well!"

"...Hey! Why didn't you react at all!" Kirihara Chi also glared dissatisfiedly at the shock that he didn't expect...uh, the little devil's head that didn't reach his waist.

Ah, the little devil who doesn't know anything!

"In that case, then I will tell you mercifully!" Kirihara Akashi was also ready to give him a scientific explanation of the "miracle" of his minister Yukimura Seichi, but there was a crackling sound of bones brittle behind him.

"I said you kid, you are too arrogant! Soliciting votes for Li Hai at the support booth of our PK academy?" Although he was dressed "properly", he had a fierce look on his face.Kuwagu Xuyalian greeted kindly with a good breath.

"Huh?! Isn't this the support area of ​​Lihai University?!" Kirihara Chi, who was already inseparable from the label of getting lost, scratched his head, "Ah, so I went wrong!"

But there was no embarrassment on his face: "But the victory belongs to Li Haida, there is nothing wrong with that!"

Kirihara Chiya's arrogant appearance made Kubotani Xu Aren not completely degenerate.The good temperament began to stir again.

The former delinquent boy Kuwagu Xu Yalian couldn't bear such a provocation at all, and pulled the opponent's collar, with a fierce expression as if he could punch a man-eating curse: "I say you!"

Saiki Kusuo, who couldn't help paying attention here, said with a headache: [Gojo Satoru, quickly solve the big trouble you caused! ]

Gojo Satoru didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, and he said innocently to Qimu Kusuo in his heart: "Eh? But I didn't do anything, did I? I'm not the one who provokes the troubles, and I'm not the one who caused the fire. Kusuo, you are always like this I can't help but pin the pot on my head, even if it's me, I will be sad..."

Saiki Kusuo was so disgusted by his green tea and white lotus tone that he had to eat ten coffee jelly to recover.

[In short——]

"Don't quarrel!"

The smell of gunpowder between the two grumpy "bad" teenagers is so strong that it is on the verge of igniting, even if there is no need for sparks, it will soon cause bloodshed.

Kubota Xu Yalian felt that his fist was itchy, and it needed a flesh-to-flesh collision and bright red warm liquid to relieve it, but just a second before he raised his fist and smashed it to that arrogant face, what did he do? Something soft and warm was posted.

I don't know how to write "restraint". Akaya Kirihara, who is famous for his violent play on the court, always seems a little impulsive and irritable when facing outsiders, or people who are not his own.come!Let you try my newly developed fighting skills!Thinking of this, his fingers were wrapped in something soft.

Light and fluffy, like cotton candy, it just sinks into it floatingly when touched.The hot blood on the anger turned cold in an instant.

"Don't quarrel, we are all good friends!"

The soft and waxy sound is like a bottle of iced juice in summer.Not exciting, not refreshing, but let the anger disappear immediately.

The sweet syrup is soft and not greasy, it just calms the depression in my heart peacefully.

"Being able to stand on the field, everyone has put in sweat and hard work. It is the greatest luck to meet each other!" The soft and light smile like an angel seems to heal everything, "Everyone should get along well~"

Gojoji is very small, short and inconspicuous. Standing from the angle of Kubotani Suaren and Kirihara Akaya, the two teenagers are both over 1.7 meters tall. If you don’t pay attention, you can only see each other’s soft body Fluffy top.

Kirihara Chiya has a cat at home. Thanks to his sister, he even knows the difference between silk and cotton fur.The silky fur is as smooth as silk under the light, exuding sparkling fine glitter.Cotton hair is softer, finer and softer, and most kittens are made of cotton hair.

Although he has done some research on this, Kirihara Chi also seems to have temporarily lost his ability to distinguish, because the five juvenile hair looks so rua, fluttering gently like a dandelion that will fly away when the wind blows.But at the same time, it has a crystal clear feeling like frost.

Thunder, thunder and lightning, I didn't deliberately provoke other kittens outside, but, but... no, no, no!My favorite is Lightning!How can he not know what happens to multi-cat households? !Thunderbolt must be the only cat that exists!

This level of temptation, this level of... well, it's like rua!

90.00% Nine young people seem to have some strange baggage. Kubotani Suaren and Kirihara Akaya are more in harmony than the twins at the moment. They coughed lightly with their fists against their lips, a suspicious blush appeared on their cheeks, and their eyes also Spin around suspiciously.

"That's great!" Seeing his long eyelashes trembling slightly because of his jumping, Kubota Xu Yalian's eyes, one golden and one red, were shining brightly, as if they were filled with pure surprise, so clean that it made his heart skip a beat Numb, there is an indescribable itching.

If he communicates with a girl, he might be able to know that this wonderful feeling is - being cute!

"Chiya, what are you doing?!"

The majestic voice exploded in the gymnasium like thunder, and Kirihara Chiya's body was faster than his brain, and he jumped up reflexively.

"I-I-I-"

Compared with the impromptu team put together by PK Academy, the king's division from junior middle school to high school gave people a sense of breathless oppression as soon as they appeared on the stage.

The illusory thing like the aura has become something real at this moment. In the small stadium, the air seems to be stagnant, and everyone even has the illusion that they may be returning.

pressing.

The Lihai Grand Candidates in red team uniforms came, with their suppression, the entire gymnasium fell into silence.

Not only the players of the PK academy, but the entire stadium was suppressed and breathless in the opponent's aura.

"The game hasn't started yet, so relax a bit."

The young man who walked out of the rest area smiled calmly and calmly. The jacket on his shoulders slightly swung an arc with his steps, but it was firmly fixed on the young man's shoulders in a way that pissed off Newton.

"Oh, oh hoo--"

Because of his appearance, the closed gymnasium shone into the deep sea like a ray of sunlight. The dark and stagnant deep sea seemed to be cut open with a "stab", and the sun and air flooded in again.

The holy light illuminates the world again, soft and warm, and the spring breeze blows.

"Oh hoo-"

"Oh hoo-"

One after another "oh hoo" filled the entire stadium, and then, the cheerleaders who passed the gods from the beauty crit went crazy.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa and come on!"

"Minister Yukimura! Let's win the game!"

"Minister Yukimura! I will always support you!"

【...Hey, I figured it out, you are the support team of PK Academy, right?It's fine if you don't support your own players, but what's the matter with supporting your opponents! 】

No one cares about Saiki Kusuo's internal complaints.

Even Gojo Satoru didn't care, because his eyes were like a replica of Saiki Kusuo at the moment, staring at Yukimura Seiichi.

"Oh~ Zhi-chan, long time no see~" Seiichi Yukimura stopped in front of the guardrail of the support booth, and squatted down on purpose for the convenience of talking to Wujo Zhi.

After entering high school, the boy whose facial features gradually became sharper was still so gentle: "Are you here to cheer?"

Wujo Zhi nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

Although he met Saiki Kusuo first, he still said calmly: "I will also cheer for Yukimura later!"

His voice was sweet, as if he had grown up soaked in a honey pot, and his hair was so sweet that it was soaked in sugar, but it was not greasy at all.

Yukimura Seiichi's smile became softer.He stretched out his hand to rua the fluttering silver hair, and couldn't help rubbing his soft face.Wutiaozhi followed his hand, rubbing against his palm with attachment.

It's all about masturbation, hugging and kissing.

Kirihara Chiya's eyes were red, and he didn't know who he should envy!

Saiki Kusuo's cynical voice sounded coolly: [Ni-chan, it's Ni~chan~oh!They have only met a few times, and they call Thani sauce in such an intimate tone. ]

Gojo Satoru didn't care about this title at first, anyway, he is the only "Oni-chan" in Zhichan's heart!

But Yukimura Seiichi is too much!Don't take advantage of the memories you "forgot" when you were young and push yourself!

"Yukimura, the game has begun."

It is a basic etiquette for the two sides to line up before the game. Seiichi Yukimura said to Gojo Ji with some regrets: "Ji-chan, let's play together after the game."

"Okay!"

[Wu, I kind of want to bring the mirror here so you can see how ferocious your jealous facial features are. ]

Gojo Satoru became angry from embarrassment: "Shut up!"

This kind of youthful and passionate spirit has nothing to do with an omnipotent superpower like Saiki Kusuo, so he just lined up with the crowd, bowed, and then returned to the rest area to wait for himself to play.

[You came to me today, not just to show me your ferocious jealous face, right? ]

"Nanxiongni sauce! Go all out!"

"Jingshi Nijiang! We must win!"

Although it was the opponent's academy, Wujo Zhizhi chose the two of them to cheer together without hesitation.

His cheering sound was inconspicuous among the hundreds of shouting cheers, but he clenched his fists, blushed, roared until his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were as bright as the brightest stars in the night sky.

Such five juveniles are rare.

He was always well-behaved and always quiet.In addition to being more lively around Gojo Satoru, his sense of existence is very low, as if he was born just to fulfill the wishes of the world.

And he himself, just like his technique, is inconspicuous and does not participate in [Exchange].Small and obscure.

But it shouldn't be like this.Childish sauce——should be brilliant, bright, carefree, like the sun that never goes out, free and happy!

"Is this what you want me to see, Kusuo."

Saiki Kusuo's voice did not fluctuate, just stating.

[Under your protection, he will never grow up. ]

[Compared to using spells casually, as an "ordinary person", Zhichan can grow. ]

[Look at him being here for so long, has anyone made a wish to him? ]