Curse back: The group pet thought he was hated by everyone

Ishikawa Mori recently found someone to help him buy a custom-made cursed tool on the black market at a high price, spending nearly all of his savings. He was wondering if he should take on more missions on his own to make a living...

The junior who was in charge of gathering intelligence sent a message.

[Do you want to make money? You take 4 and I take 6]

Ishikawa Mori hesitated for a moment. He had worked with this junior many times before, and the process was quite smooth.

[Make money, let's make it clear in advance, I won't accept Dark Shark missions, I won't accept missions that violate the law, and I won't accept missions from acquaintances]

[I'm the one who's initiating this transaction. You must have a photo of Tsukuyomi Tsukumi as a child. Someone's buying it. 5,000 each.]

【How much do you want? 】

【Ten photos first】

Mingming closed the phone after typing.

Now some of you have made money

Take your time, since scarcity makes things valuable, she has a feeling this order will take a long time.

Ishikawa Mori was confused, but he thought that the other party was also a senior student, so she wouldn't do anything too extreme with these photos... right?

The next second, all the photos in the album were sent over.

Jinjian, it's not that I'm sorry for you,

She really gave too much.

*

Gojo Satoru, on the other side, looked at the profile attached to the friend request sent on his phone and fell into deep thought...

What flashed through my mind were the indescribable photos on those small broken websites that I accidentally glanced at while playing games online.

First look:?!

Second glance: Oh, when I was a kid.

Then his face flushed, as if he was spitting on himself just now. His blue eyes behind the sunglasses narrowed, and he held the hot phone in his hand, not knowing what to do.

Is he that kind of person?! (Pointing)

I agreed to the application without any hesitation and threw my phone on the bed.

Who do you think I am? I'm not a pervert! How can I secretly collect other people's photos?

Geto Summer Oil noticed something was wrong.

The child must be acting up because he was so quiet. Without saying a word, he threw a can of grape soda at me, straight at my face, without restraining his strength.

Gojo Satoru's six eyes were always watching, and even though he hadn't opened his eyes yet, he still took the soda accurately.

It was strange to say, he and that weird bangs guy had only known each other for a short time, and they didn't seem to get along, but they had an inexplicable tacit understanding.

"How slow! What bad things are you doing alone?"

"It's so noisy! This is my dormitory, do whatever you want!" As if his secrets were touched upon, he subconsciously raised his voice and glanced uncomfortably towards the dining table.

"What are you watching? Share it."

"Never!"

Xia Youjie was not one to indulge him, and was keen on discrediting him and lowering his impression in that person's mind. He said maliciously: "Wow, are you in love?"

Gojo Satoru quickly followed up: "Don't talk nonsense! I'm not in a relationship."

The last three words seemed to burn his lips, and he mumbled in a low voice.

"Then why are you always looking at your phone? Looking at pretty girls?"

Tsukuyomi was attracted by the noise of the two DKs, and tilted his head in confusion, with a sparkling light in his eyes, like a little rabbit who knew nothing about the world.

"Stop talking nonsense! I've never been in a relationship, let alone looked at beautiful women! I still have my first kiss and everything..."

Xia Youjie also didn't expect that this arrogant young master would be so easy to be provoked. When he was angry, he would tell everything. His dark eyes widened in surprise for a moment, with an unclear meaning.

"Who isn't?"

Coming back to his senses, Gojo Satoru realized what he had just said and regretted it.

Oh shit,

He almost told everyone about his family's wealth.

But he felt relieved in his heart, he didn't want to be misunderstood

Then he walked to the coffee table with his neck erect and proud.

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi and Ieiri Shoko were already starving and were ready to eat. An Utahime and the others bought a burger from a popular online restaurant in Tokyo.

The soft bread is sprinkled with sesame seeds, and the bright hamburger meat is sandwiched between juicy tomatoes and cheese.

Tsukuyomi had never eaten this kind of fast food before. He watched the people on both sides open half of the package and take a bite.

After a while, Gojo Satoru quickly threw down the burger and said, "Nisui! It's so spicy! Why is this burger so spicy? It's so disgusting!"

After saying that, he gulped down his bottle of Coke.

He is a typical sweet lover and what he hates most is chili peppers!

Xia Yujie was holding a burger of the same flavor as his. He chewed the last bite of food slowly and glanced at him provocatively.

"It's delicious, Gojo, you can't eat spicy food, right?"

"Who said that!!"

Seeing that Gojo Satoru was really tired of the spicy food, Tsukuyomi Tsukumi handed over his unopened drink.

"Is it still spicy? I have another bottle of water here, I'll give it to you."

Gojo Satoru suppressed his joy and nodded, raising his voice: "Oh, give me yours too!"

Ieiri Glass:?

I have to say, it's really childish.

However, some people are secretly jealous.

Xia Yujie looked at the other person's eyes, bit a piece of hamburger meat unhappily, smiled and said nothing.

Tsukuyomi picked up the burger and sniffed it uncertainly. He didn't think it was anything special compared to the food in the cafeteria. He just felt that such food would dirty the outside of his mouth when he bit it, which was very troublesome.

Because the boy's mouth was not big, he just took a small bite tentatively, and then his eyes lit up.

“It’s delicious!”

Very special taste, unique flavor of fast food

Gojo Satoru raised his chin. He knew that no one could resist junk food! No one!

*

The afternoon is usually used for practical exercises.

Tsukuyomi's dormitory was not renovated yet, so I went back home. So when I went to the practical class in the afternoon, I was afraid of being late, so I had to go out earlier.

When Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru arrived at the locker room, they were caught off guard by this scene.

The locker room at the technical college was divided by gender, regardless of age. The sportswear they wore to class had already been put in lockers with their respective names on them.

The boy had his back to the door of the dressing room, and perhaps he didn't even notice the footsteps of the person coming. He rolled up his shirt, like a cat lazily stretching in the afternoon sun.

The surrounding environment is so quiet that the friction of the fabric is so clear that it beats in my heart.

The two people at the door were caught off guard by their gazes, caught in a vast expanse of whiteness, a slightly sunken waist, a lean and slender figure, and snow-white hair interspersed at the collar.

The delicate butterfly bones are about to fly, revealing a beautiful waistline that is so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

Although they were both of the same sex, both of them at the door felt that they had seen something they shouldn't have seen.

A little thirsty

You shouldn't be so rude as to keep staring at others.

It was only a second or two, but it was so long that people didn't want to come out. After the boy put on his clothes, the two of them walked in stiffly.

The system sneered at this scene in the space. They were just some young boys with dirty minds.

The two people at the door who hadn't reacted at all coughed twice uncomfortably, trying to cover up something and deliberately making some noise.

"Ah, Jie and Gojo-kun, you're here."

"Um"

As they spoke, they came to the boy's side, one on each side, and put on their sports tops one after another, as if competing.

She hesitated for a while and refused to put it on, as if she wanted to wink at the boy and attract his attention.

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi is much shorter than the two of his peers.

Behind him was a row of chairs, and he was surrounded on both sides by the tall and strong DK, leaving him with very little space, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi doesn't think there is anything to be shy about, since we are all boys.

The kid looked at the thin muscles of the two peers, then lowered his head and pinched his own boiled chicken-like body...

Pouting, feeling frustrated

They are both so annoying~