There must be something wrong with my krypton game

Recently, Gojo Satoru has had some troubles.

Mainly, he found that his younger brother seemed a little too spoiled.

... Especially coquetry does not distinguish between objects.

In the first week of Gojoyou's recuperation, Gojo Satoru came back from a mission and found some inexplicable "gifts" at home.

In the third week of Gojoyou's recuperation, Wujo Wu came out of the shower with a towel on his head, and found Gojoyou eating a pack of snacks that he had never bought.

In the third week of Gojoyou's recuperation, Gojo Satoru went around the house and found a lot of familiar and unfamiliar traces of mantras in an empty room...

Wutiaowu: "..."

This is the beginning of the first small animal interrogation conference.

Location: Movie room.

Method: by surprise.

Dongyuan didn’t have this room originally, it was because Gojo Yu was bored after he woke up, he moved all the dolls that were originally placed in the side hall, covered with fluffy carpets, a few beanbag sofas, and put them up like a movie theater A projection wall, and a three-tier trolley basket for snacks.

Weekends are newly decided movie nights, basically showing horror movies, because Gojo Yu dare not watch them by himself, every time he piles up his back with dolls and wraps them around him like an octopus.

Before starting, Gojo Yu prepared everything as usual, turned off the lights, and rushed to him with a whoosh.

Pulling off the hood of the pajamas, clamping the tail, and hugging him tremblingly, the face was pressed against his face, as if trying to rub him in.

Gojo Satoru ate the popcorn expressionlessly, the light and shadow flickered, the screen started to play, and the little animals beside him also started to startle.

"what!"

"Ahhh!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A female ghost opened her bloody mouth wide open facing the screen, Gojo Yu pulled her hood and buried her head behind his neck, Gojo Wu took the opportunity to ask quietly.

"Gojou, who have you been on missions with this week?"

Gojo Yu: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

With a snap, Gojo Satoru turned off the projector.

Wujoyou: "..."

Silence, silence is the little panda tonight.

He tried to remedy, "No, no, I didn't do anything dangerous, just help them plan the mission route, really, really, bro..."

The boy's voice became softer and weaker, and he became more and more guilty.

... It's over.

Wujo Satoru must be angry.

He saw Gojo Satoru clenched his fists, his whole body froze, and he closed his eyes tightly—the fist clenched his forehead was gently pushed.

Gojo Yu carefully opened one eye.

The bangs were pulled up, and Master Wutiao pinned a cold hairpin on it.

The function has not changed, but the original scary appearance has changed, it is a cute cartoon cat, with two small, sparkling ice blue gemstones on the eyes.

The young man sat down opposite him as if nothing had happened, pressed his head and leaned forward on his shoulder, bringing his face close to his ear.

Like a hug without touching.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and rubbed his soft hair, "It's long."

Wujo You said in a daze, "...um."

"Idiot." Wujo Satoru snorted in his ear, "You are such a weak guy, who else can be your partner except me, who is the strongest."

So, in the end, we went on a mission together.

However, Natsuki Hiraga, who was the introducer, was severely repaired.

Summer is coming, and human society has entered the summer vacation period, and it is rare for conjurers to relax.

The two teenagers slept together in a ball on the tatami, leaving only a Xialiang quilt to cover their stomachs. Wujo Wu woke up first, sat up and rubbed his eyes.

Then he reached out to pinch the cheek of the person next to him, "Yu, wake up—"

Gojoyu's face was soft, and a red mark was pulled out when he pinched it, and it disappeared after being released. Gojo Satoru played back and forth several times, and the boy looked at him sleepily, turned over, and hugged his waist, "Brother , sleep for another 10 minutes..."

Gojo Satoru yawned, and simply lay back.

Forget it.

No one dared to call them anyway.

Anyway, it's a holiday.

There is no holiday for the work of a conjurer, but Gojo Satoru does.

Don't ask, asking is capricious.

Speaking of which, I would also like to thank his brother for the information he gave earlier. Although Gojo Satoru was furious at the time, he calmed down afterwards and took it back to read it carefully.

In terms of the management of the masters, the Yusan family has a slight deviation, but they are basically the same. It is nothing more than that the master group listens to the chief commander, and the chief listens to the master's command, and the master is restricted by the family elders and the director department. It was the same before the Wutiao family. There are five enlightenments.

The family can't control him, and the elders of the family can't control him, let alone the director department.

The chain of command, snap, snapped.

The most free conjurer in the conjuration world was born.

So the free Wujo Satoru became an ambassador to spread freedom, borrowing from the rotation system in the materials, and forced everyone in a team to squeeze out a week of paid vacation.

Of course, he is chief, so two weeks.

All objections are rejected.

Wujo Wu is on vacation, and Wujo Yu is also on vacation.

The two teenagers slept until the sun was up, and were awakened by the protesting stomach. Gojo Yu opened his eyes, but before his eyes were focused, he grabbed his brother's arm with his hand.

Shake it, shake it.

"Brother." The boy turned over, hung himself on him, and arched his neck with his head, "I'm hungry, what's for breakfast?"

Gojo Satoru couldn't be bothered, closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to hold his head, "Stupid, it's already past morning."

"...Oh." Wutiao Yu slowly realized, "It's noon."

As we all know, there is no morning in summer vacation, only afternoon and midnight.

In the afternoon, I made an appointment with the family doctor to change the bandage. It took half a month for the sprained wrist to subside.

Gojoyu showed resistance. He seems to be particularly sensitive to pain recently. He used to smile at him as if he was fine if he broke a leg.

...that's really stupid.

How could his brother be so stupid.

Gojo Satoru thought about it, and suddenly pinched the face of the person next to him hard, with a bit of strength, the boy was pulled by him, and tears quickly gathered, "Brother #你￥*..."

Gojo Satoru let go as if nothing had happened, "It's okay."

Forget it, it's better to be stupid than to die.

[Gojo Wu Favorability +5]

[Gojo Satoru's current favorability: 90]

Five excellent:?

Although Gojo Satoru is on vacation, he is still very busy.

For example, he has to be responsible for watching his brother take his medicine on time, stick to his principles under his crying eyes, and be stuck with him since the morning, eating with him, playing with him, chatting with him, and sleeping with him.

Very busy and very hard.

Hey, there is no way.

Gojo Satoru chewed with puffed cheeks, thinking.

Who made him a brother.

Just try to help him.

So by the way, he reluctantly helped his brother figure out where to go during the holidays, and found someone to do the research a month in advance. The whole journey was direct by Shinkansen, and hotels and restaurants were also booked for private use.

The mobile phone was turned off and refused to work, and even asked the three teams to scan the spell in advance to ensure that there would be absolutely no strange things.

Gojo Satoru took a carton of milk from the refrigerator, turned his head and was about to announce the good news of the shocking explosion, when he met a pair of twinkling ice blue eyes.

Gojoyu said excitedly: "Brother——can I go out to play after changing the bandage!"

Gojo Satoru paused, and he was silent for at least ten seconds, to make sure he heard "I" and not "we".

Gojo Satoru repeated: "...you want to go out to play?"

Five advantages nodded, "Yeah!"

Gojo Satoru looked into his eyes, and Gojo Yu looked back expectantly.

Gojo Satoru changed the accent and asked again, "You... want to go out to play?"

Gojo Yu nodded hesitantly, "Hmm...huh?"

Gojo Gojo paused, and asked for the third time, "Are you...going out to play?"

Gojo Yu was so disturbed by his question that he spoke nervously and incoherently, "Ah, no, that...Ishimura! Yes, I can take Mr. Ishimura with me! Mr. Ishimura will definitely be careful!"

The little animal clasped his hands together, Xing Xing stared at him, "It will be fine, really, please please—"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "...Oh."

Wujo Wuyun said calmly: "Go."

The boy cheered and ran back to the room, leaving Gojo Satoshi to sit at the dining table by himself.

The maid asked him cautiously, "Master, do you want to throw it away?"

Gojo Satoru had no expression on his face, "Give me another brother after throwing you away?"

Maid: "...No."

Maid: "Milk, do you want to throw it away?"

Maid: "Well, the box seems to have been leaked by you..."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "Clean it up."