Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"The other boot that was hanging has finally fallen to the ground."

The bright moon was high in the sky. When he came out of the library, Gojo Satoru did not prepare a room for Xia Youjie. Not only did he not prepare a room for Xia Youjie, but all three boys were crowded into the guest room of Atobe Keizawa, which was not spacious.

The familiar floor finally opened again.

Atobe Kageze went to take a bath. When he came back, the cats and dogs gathered together and muttered something unknown. Even Xia Youjie looked over with an inexplicable hint of disapproval.

Feeling like a heartless man, Atobe Kagezawa choked up while wiping his hair with a towel, and was instantly disgusted by his own thoughts.

"Satoru, it's your turn to take a shower." Atobe Keizawa tried to break the wonderful atmosphere.

Maomao gave a strange look, turned over, climbed up from the sofa and went straight to the bathroom. Xia Youjie took out the hair dryer from somewhere, raised it up and said, "Shall I help you dry your hair?"

Atobe Jingze choked up again. He subconsciously looked around, always feeling that there was some strange trick waiting for him, but Xia Youjie smiled so warmly that he couldn't tell any clues.

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The hair on Atobe Keizawa's head that was scratching his head began to beep.

"Don't worry, it's just drying your hair." Xia Youjie laughed and said, "I won't do anything excessive."

"Then you must be capable of doing excessive things..."

After all, trust in his friends prevailed. Atobe Kageze muttered. Xia Youjie sat on the sofa. He then sat cross-legged on the ground next to Xia Youjie, shook the dripping golden hair, and let him deal with.

Xia Youjie's hair is very long, and the bun he usually wears is also carefully designed. The angle, size, and fluffiness are indispensable, which shows that he cares about his hairstyle far more than straight men like Atobe Keizawa and Gojo. Satoru is even more concerned about hairstyle than Glass.

Naturally, he is also the most skilled at maintaining it.

Atobe Kageze was leaning comfortably next to the sofa, his head swaying in Xia Youjie's hands. Xia Youjie was gently combing his blond hair. Accompanied by the gentle voice of his classmate and the whirring sound of the hair dryer, Atobe Kageze seemed to have lost his mind. Generally speaking, it's so comfortable that I'm swaying around.

"Aze's hair is also very long, much longer than before." Xia Youjie sighed softly.

"Too lazy to cut it, troublesome."

"Then tie it up? I'll give you a rubber band later."

"Trouble, I'm too lazy to prick it."

"...You're so lazy."

The wet hair was almost done, and the sound of the hair dryer became much softer. Xia Youjie's fair and slender fingertips gently picked up a bunch of blond hair, and his eyes were clear under the warm lamp: "That child named Fushiguro Megumi, plans to Are you going to study at Hyokui?"

"Ah."

Atobe Keizawa nodded without warning.

"Hyokui is Aze's alma mater, right? Mimiko and Nanako mentioned to me that they also want to go." Xia Youjie raised the corners of his lips with a clear smile, but he was still so gentle: "Aze can't favor one over the other. "

"..."

After a pause for several seconds, Atobe Kageze suddenly opened his eyes.

The drowsiness was almost eliminated in an instant. He raised his head suddenly, with residual sleepiness in his blue eyes, but he could not hide the surprise that burst out.

"that……"

Atobe Kagezawa paused forcibly. He pursed his lips and then cautiously tried: "I helped Huihui collect a lot of school information before..."

"Well, then please ask Aze to send me a copy as well."

With a clang, the other hanging boot finally fell to the ground.

The blond boy arched his beautiful eyebrows, and the deep sea-like pupils seemed to be filled with the light of the shallow sea. He nodded heavily.

"Leave it to me!"

When Gojo Satoru came back from taking a bath, Atobe Keizawa's hair was already blown out. Maomao came out of the bathroom in a sullen manner wearing pajamas. Xia Youjie outside had already laid the floor for him. , holding the pajamas prepared by the Gojo family in advance and preparing to enter the bathroom.

The blond boy glanced at his classmate's wet white hair and raised the hair dryer in his hand with shining eyes.

Gojo Satoru: ...Hmph.

It had been a long time since they had been squeezed into the same bedroom, and the three of them all felt a little new. Gojo Satoru, who was eager to try it, even moved his beloved game console according to the old rules.

The golden head poked out from under the quilt. Atobe Kageze looked at the game console and his vision went dark, as if he had hallucinated the experience of washing dishes in his dream for several hours.

Seriously, can't this game just be deleted?

……

The next day.

The breeze is warm and full of vitality.

The Gojo family's martial arts arena was much more lively than yesterday. Atobe Kagezawa held Ryokage in his arms sideways, crossed his arms on his chest, yawned repeatedly, and followed Gojo Satoru into the martial arts arena dejectedly.

Ieiri Glass glanced at him and knew without even thinking that these three people must have been playing games all night.

Maybe it was because yesterday's defeat was so tragic that today there were a lot of young people coming to support the scene, and there were quite a few adults sitting in the rest seats next to them to watch the fun.

As soon as they saw Atobe Keizawa coming in, almost everyone's cannibalistic gazes stopped on him for a moment - they confirmed in their eyes that this is the person we want to take revenge on.

Atobe Keizawa: I am really wronged.

Since the venue was completely destroyed yesterday, we had to urgently move to a new venue today.

Even the new venue probably won't last long, but at least it was new.

Although everyone is still thinking about the library, they have not forgotten that the most important goal is to beat the Gojo family into submission.

Gojo Satoru stood openly in the middle of the venue wearing his unique sunglasses. Seeing everyone gearing up to avoid the shame of yesterday, he happily announced today's new gameplay.

"No matter the method, regardless of the number of people, there are no taboos and no punishment. As long as you can win, you can make a request to me."

He didn't even change Atobe Keizawa's original words yesterday, he just casually dropped an atomic bomb at the end.

Everyone's eyes instantly became fiery, and the promise of the Son of God alone instantly ignited the whole audience. Not to mention the young people under the age of thirty, even the older generation watching from the sidelines had gleams in their eyes.

That is Liuyan's promise.

The friends on the sidelines didn't think there was any problem, and even felt that it should have happened long ago. They came to win people's hearts, so naturally they had to come up with something good in advance.

A promise from the strongest is so valuable and valuable, but if you can't win, isn't it just such an empty sentence?

It's just a waste of money.

The main focus is zero-yuan purchases.

"Don't capsize your boat in the gutter." Jiajiazi was enjoying the fire beside him.

This was a bit contemptuous. Xia Youjie's small eyes narrowed. He moved his wrist joints and smiled kindly: "After that, we have to trouble Glass to treat the wounded."

"Yeah, there are more people today, so I can't be sure of my strength." Yesterday, the blond boy who was still "peace is the most important" yesterday also drank a glass of Gonghuo wine today, looking at the group of people in the venue with evil intentions. The boy who was beaten to death by Gojo Satoru.

"Jie - Aze -" The future head of the family, who was admired by all the stars, circled his hands like a trumpet and called frivolously: "Which of you will come first -"

"It is said that Aze asked them to go up together yesterday?" Xia Youjie smiled amiably, successfully making Atobe Jingze stop taking steps forward.

However, when the blond boy nodded hesitantly, Xia Youjie had already passed him with confident steps.

Xia Youjie walked with a wind, his carefully matched wide-leg pants whistling, and he stood on the martial arts stage cool and handsome.

Atobe Keizawa paused and looked confusedly at Ieru Glass, who was already in a theater-watching state: Glass, is this squinty-eyed monster with bangs trying to steal my spotlight?

Ieichi Glass: Don't doubt it, he is.