The time when Gojo Jijiu came back happened to be, and Limei had already prepared dinner.

She threw the ingredients she bought in the town to Limei, looked inside, and found Su Nuo who was propping his head on his side and closing his head.

The life of the Cursed King is actually very boring.

He went out to torture and kill all kinds of magicians, was assassinated by the magicians, and then backhandedly killed the magicians, and casually killed some magic spirits attracted by his power.

Occasionally, curse masters would come to lobby in an attempt to reach cooperation with Su Nuo. Such people were either blocked from the barrier, or were eaten by Su Nuo's pets.

Summarizing Su Nuo's daily life is very simple, that is: kill, kill, kill, eat, kill, kill, kill, kill...

It's so boring.

Li Mei served the cooked food to Su Nuo.

Su Nuo's food, she and Li Mei don't touch, the ingredients are special, she and Li Mei have no interest in trying to eat human flesh.

The slash brushed against Gojo Jijiu's face, she drank the mushroom soup with her head down, without raising her head.

Su Nuo's free will is reflected in that he doesn't know when he will lose his temper inexplicably.

"Gojo Jijiu, do you know the consequences of lying to me?"

I don't know for now.

Wutiao Jijiu hummed in her heart, but she didn't dare to tell the truth to Su Nuo, so she could only crack a smile: "How dare I deceive you."

"Huh? Ten shadow spells? The Kamo family?"

Su Nuo put down his bowl, and his dangerous eyes fell on Wujo Jijiu.

She rubbed her head in confusion: "Don't the ten shadow spells belong to Kamo's family?"

"Ten shadow spells?"

Limei said suddenly: "I've heard of it."

Gojo Jijiu was still pretending: "Aren't the ten shadow spells inherited from the Kamo family?"

"No."

Limei said concisely: "It belongs to the Zenyuan family."

Gojo Jihisa: "Then what is the art inherited from the Kamo family?"

"Red Blood Manipulation."

Gojo Jijiu looked indifferent: "Whatever, anyway, I'm not interested in those conjurers, and it's normal for me to misremember the family inheritance spells."

Wutiao Jijiu said this to Su Nuo.

Su Nuo was pleased by her indifference to the magic world, he raised his lips, and said in a coaxing tone: "Wujo Jijiu, let you try the ten shadow spells of the Chanyuan family."

"Don't go."

Wutiao Jijiu refused so quickly that Su Nuo became angry again.

"How dare you resist me?"

Limei raised her eyes and stared at Wujo Jijiu indifferently, as if she were looking at an enemy.

"Too lazy to go. Whoever wants to fight with those magicians, I'm not you, I don't need to become too strong."

Who is like him, too busy to panic, making troubles all day long.

Gojo Jijiu changed the subject: "When I was in the town, I heard that a city lord's daughter fell in love with a big monster and had a child. I'm not interested in fighting, I'm more interested in this."

Su Nuo propped himself up loosely, and Wutiao Ji Jiu knew that Su Nuo was not interested in the news.

But I can't bear it, she knows the art of words.

She looked to the west and said longingly: "In the far west, there is a western country, a country of monsters. The leader there is the strongest monster in the world. It is said that the big monster who fell in love with this princess is the leader."

"Oh, the strongest."

Su Nuo mocked contemptuously: "The monster who is in love with food has a unique taste."

Gojo Jiku: "..."

Sometimes, Su Nuo's mouth is really cheap.

"Such a unique big monster has aroused my interest."

Su Nuo said contemptuously: "I hope he is the strongest, not blown out."

Li Mei immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks and started to pack things.

Su Nuo's intention was obvious, he was going to meet this big monster for a while.

Wujo Jijiu lowered his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

She drank the last mouthful of mushroom soup in the bowl.

Gojo Jijiu put down the bowl.

A duel between the giant monster and the cursed king.

I don't know who will win, it would be best if both losers.

Wujo Jijiu caressed the dagger on the snake head handle at her waist, she was ready to make up the knife secretly.

I get excited just thinking about it.

……

Wu Tiaoqing woke up from the dream, and the twilight of the morning sun penetrated through the gaps in the curtains.

She leaned in, and a hand naturally surrounded her.

"woke up?"

Mori Ogai's voice was full of sleepiness, his throat seemed to contain hot sand, and his voice was magnetic and deep, like a cello being played in a concert hall.

Gojo closed his eyes, and a pair of emerald green eyes appeared in front of him.

It is the vertical pupil of the snake.

After waking up, the only thing she remembered from the dream was a dagger with a cold snake head handle.

Small and sharp, the wall is twisted like a snake's body, and the thin edge is glowing with a mysterious blue color.

Wu Tiaoqing opened her eyes, came to the study, and quickly drew the only thing she remembered in her dream.

"It looks like it's a magic tool."

Wutiaoqing murmured.

Why was she dreaming of a spell?

Without hesitation, she sent the picture to Gojo Satoru, asking him to help with the investigation.

As Gojo Satoru expected, he was sent overseas again by high-level officials.

There is a time difference between home and abroad, and Gojo Satoru was not sent out for fun. He might be busy or rest and didn't reply immediately.

While Mori Ogai was still happy with the progress in his relationship with Gojo Ai, the port Mafia ushered in a lot of affairs, which forced him to end his pleasant "vacation" life, and was trapped on the top floor of the port Mafua building, dealing with various various documents and make decisions.

At the same time, he recalled Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara who were sent overseas.

Wujoqing is also very busy, busy learning how to make cakes.

After exposing his identity without any disguise, the empty refrigerator was filled with various fruits and cake making materials.

I bought three of the five ovens alone, all of which are expensive.

The assortment of materials and tools for making cakes did not allow Wu Tiaoqing to master the making of cakes.

SNS:

Five loves: I don't believe it, I can't even make a simple cake.

Five loves: [picture] is fully prepared.

Um Ge Ji: There are too many tools and materials, there are only four or five kinds when the egg beater is turned off.

Five sentiments: Only good tools can help me better grasp how to make a perfect cake.

Home into the glass: @庄歌姬 She is just a pure poor student with a lot of stationery.

Wutiaoqing found a tutorial and made it strictly according to the above teaching.

There was a mess on the table, the flour was not stirred evenly, and the amount could not be controlled. In short, it was a lot of trouble.

SNS:

Five loves: I'm tired.Is this tutorial really written for people to read?

Um Ge Ji: It is recommended to sign up for a cooking class.

Home into the glass: How did you come up with the idea of ​​making cakes?You want to poison Gojo Satoru?

Five Loves:  …

Five loves: The adopted son's birthday is coming soon, and I plan to make a cake for him myself.

Home into the glass: The suggestion here is to buy one in person, all in person, there is no difference.

Jiarui Nitro: Oh, no, there is a difference.One person will let your adopted son pass this birthday smoothly and grow up one year old, and the other person will directly let him stay in this year forever.

Five Loves: Glass! ! ! !Too venomous.

Home into the glass: my truth.

Wutiaoqing: Forget it, this tutorial is too complicated, I will make a simple chiffon cake instead.

Family into the glass: I wish your adopted son a successful one-year-old growth.

Five Loves:  …

Failed several times with wrong baking time and temperature.

After several failures, Wutiaoqing barely made a finished product.

Seeing that the cake on the table didn't look particularly good, Wu Tiaoqing calmly turned on her phone and made an appointment for a courier in the same city.

After she packed the cake, the courier who picked it up went to the door.

Wujoqing watched the courier leave, and immediately sent a text message to Mori Ogai.

[Five Loves: Dear Chief Mori, I gave you a surprise gift, please check it out. ]

[Mori Ogai:? ]

[Wu Tiaoqing: There are about two hours left, and the courier should arrive. ]

Ask Mori Ogai to try to see if he will die if he eats it first. If he dies, she will buy a birthday cake for Chuya herself instead of making it herself.

As for Mori Ogai, he died when he died.

An unimportant night tool person, there are many in Kabukicho.

If one is gone, the second one can be obtained by spending money.

……

Port Mafia building.

"Oh, surprise!"

"Oh, gift!"

Alice was as excited about the surprise as if the gift was for her. She hummed an out-of-tune song, lay down by the French window, and stared at the main entrance with her eyes raised.

"This is not... this is not... express express express express..."

Mori Ogai had a keen sense that something was wrong.

"I saw!"

Alice jumped up and ran out excitedly. When the elevator reached the first floor, she rushed over immediately.

"It's mine! It's mine!"

The members who received the courier were scanning the packed square box with a metal detector, but there was no response, so it should not be a bomb inside.

Alice carried the box, moved her nose, and said excitedly, "I smell it, it smells sweet."

Subordinate: "Miss Alice, let me help you."

"no need."

Alice refused, walked into the elevator with the big box, and reached the top floor within a few minutes.

"Rintaro! The courier has arrived!"

Alice opened the box, and immediately pulled down her excited expression.

She inspected the square object in the box and poked it with her finger: "It's... so hard."

She looked at Mori Ogai, and said hesitantly, "Rintaro, do you know what this is?"

Mori Ogai was also not sure: "Cake?"

Alice picked up what looked like a cake, her palms were sticky.

She smashed the thing in her hand heavily, and fell into the box, making a "boom".

She used a lot of strength, and the cake she dropped didn't break even a gap.

Alice asked again: "Rintaro, are you sure this is a cake, not something that looks like a cake...weapon?"

Mori Ogai: "Have you tried it?"

Alice's face was paralyzed: "Rin Taro, do you want to harm me?"

The mobile phone on the table vibrated, and Mori Ogai received a text message from Wujoqing.

[Five Loves: Have you received it? ]

[Mori Ogai: Got it. ]

[Five loves: I made it with my own hands, and the leader of Mori wants to eat it for his face. ]

Mori Ogai: "..."

After eating...?

After eating his teeth and stomach, can I still have it?

Alice: "This is horrible."

There was a knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

Kajii Kijiro entered with a box of lemons in his arms.

"Boss, I have developed a new type of lemon bomb."

A box of lemon bombs was placed next to the cake made by Wu Tiaoqing.

Kajii Keijiro smelled sweetness: "What is this?"

Alice replied: "Cake."

"cake?"

Kajii Keijiro took a closer look and smelled an extremely sweet smell.

This cake is completely different from ordinary cakes, not as fluffy as ordinary cakes, but visible to the naked eye... hard.

Kajii Keijiro: "...a very strong cake."

Mori Ogai smiled and said nothing.

He is rejoicing.

Fortunately, the food that Wutiaoqing "hands-on" made before was all takeaway, otherwise, he would have died long ago.

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