The breeze blew the faces of the two of them, rolling over the fallen leaves and going away.

In the long-abandoned small factory, there is a suffocating smell that irritates the fragile nasal mucosa; there are still traces of solidification spilled on the ground, which is the most appetizing blue, which unexpectedly makes the eyes uncomfortable. I can't help but want to avoid this pool of frozen liquid that even has footprints.

It is so quiet that you can still hear the occasional rustling of mice passing by, and the heartbeat of the other party that can be heard in a trance.

The gorgeous Taidao no longer buzzed, pretending not to exist.

But the invincible Six Eyes didn't know whether it was his own heartbeat or the opponent's heartbeat that he heard.

Gojo Satoru's silver hair has been draped down smoothly, and now he is face to face with another silver-haired young man, except for eyes and appearance, they are almost the same.

It's no wonder that Zenyuan Qing'er was bullied at Zenyuan's house when she was a child because of her hair color and eye color... Gojo Wu couldn't help thinking, after all, he is very handsome!

What's more, all the entanglements and thoughts before were dissolved in this sentence. It felt like a mallet hit his head. I don't know if he was surprised or not. Anyway, he was stunned by it.

It's not the kind of small stick, but the big stick that beats the drum—to be precise, the drumstick. He almost laughed out of anger: "How many times have you met? It's impossible to see my eyes It was love at first sight."

It was Haru Watanabe who was laughed at last time. It's really a turn of events... No wonder Haru Watanabe didn't believe it at all last time.

There was no movement from Watanabe Haru.

Gojo Satoru said "Hello!" Seeing that he didn't respond, he muttered "No way" in a low voice, and finally all the bandages were scattered around his neck, and his entire face was uncovered: "I knew that my charm is infinite. Humans are invincible!"

Satisfied, like a child who has been given candy.

He doesn't hate Watanabe Haru, and he knows that Watanabe Haru is a face-controller, and he himself is quite a face-controller. Looking at his strength, he is a first-level conjurer, and he is also the king of colorless—it's not that he needs to worry about secretly being depressed A dead canary, but an eagle that can hunt on its own.

But eagles also need companions.

Gojo Satoru is always more interested than the sky, he is the strongest, of course other things don't matter - it depends on your mood.

He whistled, and then smiled until his blue eyes no longer looked cold: "Okay."

Because the eyes fell in love at first sight?Or does he not like incomplete beauty?

Gojo Satoru really wanted to know, but it was all—it didn't matter.

He doesn't think there is anything wrong with him, and his personality is of course the best!So he believes that he can make Watanabe Haru stop with him, restrain his ambition for him, and stay here.

And Yatogami Gorou?

Gojo Satoru laughed, approached Watanabe Haru slightly, and stared straight at him. The addition of six eyes made him seem to look into other people's hearts: "That guy Yatogami, do you like it?"

Haru Watanabe's sixth sense suddenly became better!

He vigilantly denied: "As a family member, I still like it."

"Oh——" the strongest conjurer blinked, his snow-white eyelashes fluttered twice, and his blue eyes reflected Haru Watanabe's reflection, as if his heart and eyes were all about him.

Watanabe Haru then laughed again, he had put away the limited cold face and disgust facing Zen Yuanyao today, and turned it into full of love - as for whether it was true love, then he didn't know.

But now his emotion is not false, it is enough: "Wu, can I call you that?"

Gojo Satoru seemed to be in a trance for a moment. After a brief pause, he smiled back with a frivolous attitude: "Yes~"

Blinking, she winked at Watanabe Haru: "I can also call you Qing, right?"

Without waiting for Haru Watanabe to answer, he nodded on his own: "Yeah, it really sounds good, so... are you going to see Jianhui?"

'Qing', not 'Qinger'.

Watanabe Haru smiled calmly, and said along the topic: "What gift should I bring him as a meeting gift?"

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru smiled mysteriously, and pressed his shoulder, "There's no need for anything!"

In the next second, they appeared outside the tent, standing in front of Yidizhi Jiegao.

The poor social animal is only 22 years old this year. Watanabe Haru didn't pay attention when he saw it for the first time, and thought he was Gojo Satoru's father——

The black-haired social animal pushed his glasses: "Mr. Qing, Senior Wutiao..."

Gojo Satoru made an exaggerated gesture with one hand: "In short, there is a 'swoosh' and a 'zila' sound, the curse spirit is dead!"

Haru Watanabe: ...Huh?

Yidizhi Jiegao calmly pushed down his glasses again: "I see, the task is completed."

Haru Watanabe: ...

Sorry for you, Mr. Ichichi.

A chuckle came from next to his ear, Haru Watanabe looked at the sound, good guy, this is obviously the laughter of Mikazuki Muneki!

He hurriedly raised his head, and stretched out his hand to press Sanriyue again, firmly grasping it.

But as soon as he raised his head, he saw Gojo Goku smiling, his eyes happened to meet.

I don't know why, but a feeling of guilt appeared in his heart, which made him pause slightly: "What's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "I heard that."

Watanabe Haru didn't change her face: "You heard wrong."

Gojo Satoru: "My boyfriend seems to have a lot of secrets?"

Watanabe Haru said lightly: "Who said it wasn't?"

Yidizhi Jiegao: I dare not speak, I really dare not speak.

No one asked him, and he certainly didn't tell.

The current Patriarch of the Wutiao family has rejected people who have been on blind dates for so many years, and the reason behind it is because...

He can already think of this explosive/explosive/headline.

If there is a newspaper in the magic world, it must be in this style, the one that will be slaughtered for several days.

Seeing them leave, Yidichi Jiegao heaved a sigh of relief, and drove back to Tokyo directly—the strongest in the magic world has no lower limit, but he obviously didn't want to take him with him.

The sorrow of a single dog.

"This is the Assistant Superintendent Yiji Jiegao, may I ask...Miss Zenyuan, Mr. Qinger's technique in Zenyuan..."

"Well, well, that's it, sorry to bother you."

"Thank you for your generosity and goodbye."

Hanging up the phone in pain, Yizhi Jiegao fell into deep thought as he looked at the name of the technique written in the sticky note.

No wonder, is that why he stole the sword?

Mr. Qing Er from the Zen Academy who was not present:?

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"Hui-chan-"

As soon as the sticky sound sounded, the black-haired boy who had finally leaned on the sofa to rest for a while didn't even watch TV, and Ge Youtan didn't sit paralyzed for a few minutes, then sat upright again, then got up, frowned and said: "I understand you came back.

"I brought you a present!" The silver-haired young man smiled and patted the shoulders of his subordinates, a hint of cunning flashed in his blue eyes that were not wrapped in bandages.

He almost wrote "watching a good show" on his face.

He took out a pair of sunglasses with round lenses from the drawer at the door, tore off the bandage from his shoulders, and put on the sunglasses again: "This gentleman has missed you for a long time!"

The black-haired boy with the hedgehog head looked at his unscrupulous guardian, then at the person next to him who was almost a replica of Gojo Satoru except for his face, and looked at the clothes of this same 1.9-meter young man without a word: "... "

While saying, "It's the first time we met, please take care of me", he couldn't help but whispered: "It seems like the twins of the otaku."

It just seems a little familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

Haru Watanabe heard everything: "..."

He looked down at the clothes on his body, and couldn't help but cast a reproachful glance at Gojo Satoru.

He deliberately faced his cute little nephew with a gentle smile. Could it be that his smile was too similar to Gojo Satoru's? !

——Look at what kind of impression Gojo Satoru usually leaves on his nephew!

Of course Gojo Satoru's ears are also good, he covered his belly and laughed out of shape: "Hahahahahahaha!!!"

Watanabe Haru is really gentle to outsiders, but when faced with this unreasonable six-eyed, he also lost that air - after all, he was also spoiled by Miwa Yiyan and a senior brother. Yes, it's strange that he doesn't have a little temper.

First of all, he showed a smile to Fu Heihui, as if there were lilies blooming behind him, then he turned his head and raised a fist and hammered down hard.

The corners of Fu Heihui's eyes twitched: "..."

This style is really familiar, as if in the depths of memory——

Before he could figure it out, this person whose style and face were extremely familiar and who would roll up his sleeves at the slightest disagreement... Sure enough, he didn't hit Gojo Satoru.

Fu Heihui moved away from the door without any surprise, her long eyelashes fluttered with the blink of an eye: "Please come in."

Haru Watanabe couldn't help but glared at Gojo Satoru again. Seeing the man who had been driving unlimited straightened up and swaggered into the house, he shook his head and met the black-haired boy's eyes. He didn't touch his head rashly, but Said gently: "It's the first time we met, I'm Haru Watanabe, and I'm also the 'gift' that this idiot said."

The very sensible and mature boy immediately saluted with the eyes of "You are his friend, thank you for your hard work", and then closed the door: "Do you want juice? Or tea? Or water?"

He whispered, "There's no wine, this idiot can't drink too much."

Watanabe Haru was relieved: "White water is fine, thank you."

Gojo Satoru had already collapsed into a cat on the sofa: "Hui, I can hear you."

Fu Heihui: "Shut up."

Then, honestly, he brought him a glass of orange-flavored juice, and Watanabe Haru was indeed the white water he asked for.

Wujo Wu is tall and has long legs. Lying on the sofa basically occupies the entire sofa, but there are three sofas except the one on the TV side. They can only sit facing each other on the single sofa on both sides.

Watanabe Haru took the water, nodded his thanks, and then didn't know what to say because of the appearance that was too similar to his brother.

Fu Heihui also... But he is a sensible and good boy, so he is ready to open the chatterbox.

But was interrupted by Gojo Satoru first: "There is no need for such alienation at all, because there is no one in this world who is closer than the two of you."

Fu Heihui: "Huh?"

Haru Watanabe: "...Actually, to be precise, there is another one, but the relationship is not good."

Gojo Satoru whistled: "No, no, no, you got it wrong, I want to say it's because...you are my boyfriend."

Haru Watanabe: "...Oh."

He didn't know why, but he just felt that what this guy said just now was not this.

Fu Heihui: Pupil Earthquake.jpg

He couldn't believe it: "Wu actually has a partner?"

He got up suddenly and went outside to look at the sun.

Gojo Satoru's smile gradually disappeared.

Haru Watanabe: "Hahahahaha!"

The author has something to say: too miserable, Mr. Wujo

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