Chapter 41 Ma Xingchu
Satoru Gojo casually said a few words to Shoko Ieiri and hung up the phone.
Satoru Gojo, who is fearless and fearless, rarely feels a little cowardly. This feeling is very novel. Even if he was caught by Teacher Yaga without leaving the "tent" to exorcise the cursed spirit, he could confidently express himself like a pig without fear of boiling water. I'm wrong, I'll dare to do it next time, and then I'll get punched by the teacher again.
Shoko said that the little red hair was not in a good condition, and emphasized that she smashed the curser's head with a fire extinguisher until it exploded.
Satoru Gojo felt a little irritable, even impatient.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a red fire extinguisher placed in the special fire-fighting facility. He felt an inexplicable coldness in his heart. He felt that it must be very painful when it hit his head. The two of them fought without using any skills. It's such a heavy metal can, it will definitely hurt if it hits your head.
Ah, this is so annoying.
Satoru Gojo held the phone, moved his fingers, and opened the email in the phone. This phone was not his, but was found on the curser's body.
After opening the email, Satoru Gojo found that it was a reward order. The picture of the finger of the King of Curses was sent to the Internet, which attracted the attention of the curse master. It also attracted the attention of the curse master. While noticing the finger, , someone secretly issued a reward order on the black market.
The price is actually not low.
Satoru Gojo twitched his lips and kicked the fainted guy under his feet. The guy was as faint as a dead pig and seemed to have lost consciousness. This guy was knocked unconscious as soon as he walked in the door.
No wonder they rush to this hospital.
"Hey, if you don't get up, I will kill you." Satoru Gojo narrowed his eyes and kicked the guy on the ground again.
The person on the ground twitched his eyebrows, obviously pretending to be dizzy.
Satoru Gojo curled his lips and thought to himself that curse masters these days are not good at it. With such little acting skills, do you still want to hide it from Rokugan?
The Curse Master is still pretending to be dead.
Satoru Gojo looked at him as if he were looking at a corpse, "If you don't get up, I will send you to the nurse for sterilization."
Curse Master:! ! !
Everyone in the Yusan family is indeed vicious!
Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and those who curse are like a carp standing upright like a corpse in a coffin.
Satoru Gojo kicked him again. The kick was so strong that the Curse Master made a 'pop' sound. He fell down again, his face pressed against the smooth tile floor, and his nose directly hit it, causing a dull pain. The feeling rushed up to his brain along the nerves, and he grinned in pain.
"Why did you kick me again?" Wasn't he already up?
"I tell you to stand up." Satoru Gojo said with a stinky face.
Who told you to sit down? I turned into a cat and then a human, and I was almost sterilized. I didn't even sit down, but you actually did it for me.
Satoru Gojo continued to kick him.
The curse master dares to be angry but dare not speak out. It is worthy of him to follow the little chicken and get up from the ground and stand still.
To be honest, he was really unlucky today. He was just recovering a sealed charm. The danger was not high. As long as the seal was not torn open, he would not be in danger. It should be effortless. The only worry was The thing is that there are too many people who want to compete for the mission target, but there is only one cursed object. That cursed object was inexplicably fetched a considerable price on the black market. As long as you get it, the considerable sum of money will also be lost. It's his.
Just recycling a cursed item can be exchanged for a considerable amount of money, which is very cost-effective. But he really didn't expect to meet Liuyan. According to the information he received, Liuyan did not participate in this mission. The only people who came were a woman and the magician.
When he was born, Liuyan's head was offered a staggering price on the black market. Anyone who got his head would have gotten the coveted money, but so far, no one had ever succeeded.
It's like a record that has not been broken for many years, but suddenly one day it is broken by the same person day after day. The curse power in his body does not grow at the same rate as humans, and the speed of progress is extremely rapid. People who covet his life are intimidated, and people who want the money are helpless. There are many people who dare to try even if they risk their lives. So far, no one has succeeded.
If there is a Guinness record in the world of magic, then Satoru Gojo is definitely the one who has repeatedly broken it.
This also told him that if Liuyan participated in this task, his success rate would be 0%, and the money would be completely hopeless for him.
The Curse Master didn't know Liu Yan himself, but he recognized those eyes. It was said that there was only one pair of bright blue eyes in the world. When the owner of the blue eyes took off his sunglasses, he recognized them at a glance. Those eyes and the As the underground people say from word of mouth, cruelty and beauty coexist, coldness and brilliance are intertwined. Seeing those eyes, the curse master trembled from the inside out.
but……
"Lower your head! What are you looking at!" Satoru Gojo stepped up and kicked him again. The high heels are really good. The thin and high base of the kick caused a lot of pain.
Curse Master: "..."
To be honest, why is Liuyan wearing a nurse uniform and high heels? !
The problem is that when this person wears a nurse's uniform, she actually wears the clothes of a soft girl into the uniform of an armored general! Majestic and heroic! Damn it! The world must be toxic!
Satoru Gojo ignored the curse master's brainstorming, or he didn't even think about what this person was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely go up and kick him again. To be fair, have you ever seen a cat wearing clothes? Suddenly turning back into a human being, he was lucky that he didn't run around naked. Fortunately, there was a locker room next to him, so he jumped directly into the locker room.
Sadly, this dressing room is for women only, except for the white nurse's dress, which is a short skirt and high heels.
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Forget it, a skirt is just a skirt, it's not like he hasn't worn it before, he has also worn a skirt from Little Red Hair.
#I'm fearless.
The other skirts were too short, and they probably wouldn't even cover the buttocks, so he could only choose the white skirt worn by nurses. A knee-length white skirt was forced to be worn as a short skirt for him, and this person's Her skin is white and tender, so good that even girls would be jealous.
The Curse Master felt that he would no longer yearn for girls who wore short skirts and high heels with fair and tender skin. Now he just wanted to poke his eyes out.
The door was kicked open with a bang at this time. Shoko Ieiri pushed the door open and was stunned when he saw Bai Mao and the Curse Master inside.
Shoko Ieiri: "..."
abnormal! What a pervert!
Satoru Gojo subconsciously wanted to say hello, but Shoko Ieiri ignored him. Before he could say 'hi', Shoko Ieiri closed the door and slammed it hard.
Satoru Gojo, with a black question mark on his face, went up to the door handle and opened the door.
"Hey, Shoko, what are you doing?"
Satoru Gojo opened the door and looked up to see the little red-haired boy jumping up in the corridor, holding a red fire extinguisher in one hand and a charm tool kindly provided by Shoko Ieiri in the other. He first hit the curse spirit with the fire extinguisher in his hand On the head, the force was so strong that the head of the curse spirit was deformed, and the fire extinguisher was also deformed. The "bang" that resounded in the corridor made people's teeth hurt.
Satoru Gojo felt his tooth hurt.
Yayoi threw away the deformed fire extinguisher, and pressed the thumb of the other hand against the sword. With a little force, the blade slipped out of the scabbard. The blade was filled with silvery white light. Yayoi held the handle with his backhand. , stabbed the knife into the side of Curse Spirit's head, and held the handle of the knife with his other hand.
"Use a little force, don't hesitate...you should leave some room to spare when dealing with people." The voice of the person in my mind was a little helpless.
Yayoi held the handle of the knife with both hands, and swung it downwards along the place where the knife was inserted. The blade cut through the skin, chopped off muscles and bones, and along the cut, the huge head of the curse spirit was split into two!
The rich blood was splashed on the wall, like blooming flowers, extremely charming.
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Shoko Ieiri calmly took a puff of cigarette. Ever since Xiao Hongmao exploded the head of a certain curse master, she lent the curse tool to Yayoi. As a doctor, Shoko Ieiri could see at a glance Xiao Hongmao’s physical strength and strength. Her reflexes are much better than hers, even better than those two animals.
Suguru Geto: Hachuhachu!
Suguru Geto:? ? ?
Weapons can only be effective if they are in the hands of the right person, so Shoko Ieiri decisively put the magic tool into Yayoi's hands. Shoko Ieiri was originally worried that she was not used to using a knife, but who knew that this red-haired girl would get used to it as soon as she used it? On the way, Little Red Hair carried a knife in one hand and a fire extinguisher in the other. When he encountered the curse master, he knocked him unconscious with the fire extinguisher.
"What do you want to say?" Shoko Ieiri looked at Satoru Gojo.
The female high school student was shocked to find that this pervert had a unique look in a skirt! Make your legs look longer and your skin whiter! This world is poisonous, and no woman like her has ever worn a skirt so revealing of her legs and skin! The most important thing is that this guy has no leg hair! Not even one!
Damn it, Satoru Gojo, you are poisonous, right?
"I... I'll go to the underground parking lot first." I don't know whether it was out of guilt for deceiving a girl or something else, but Satoru Gojo missed Suguru Geto extremely.
Suguru Geto is still there, but Bao Buqi is already at odds with the curse spirit.
Xiao Hongmao was obviously in a bad mood, his moves were cruel, and his expression was cold. Bao Buqi was going to kill him after he found out the truth.
After cutting down the cursed spirit, Yayoi just stood there quietly, staring at the mangled corpse of the cursed spirit for a while in a daze. It wasn't until the corpse of the cursed spirit dissipated in the air that he inserted the knife back. In the scabbard, the whole process is as mechanical as a puppet.
"She has been looking for a white furry." Shoko Ieiri thought of the little red fur running around with a knife and a fire extinguisher. The dumb red fur looked panicked like a lost little fart. Like a child, she is looking for her cat everywhere.
Shoko Ieiri ran after her, running out of breath while wondering what Satoru Gojo, that bitch, did to the little red hair. He turned into a cat and made the little red hair devoted to him.
Not good.
——I lost a cat once, and I don’t want to lose a second one.
Shoko Ieiri thought of the little red-haired girl standing in the corridor before, her expression still dull, but Shoko Ieiri felt that her expression made her cry.
"I lost one cat once, and I don't want to lose another cat."
Shoko Ieiri rephrased the words.
Don't let her lose the second cat.
Shoko Ieiri raised his eyes, glanced at Satoru Gojo from the corner of his eye, and motioned for him to clean up the mess he made.
*
Saitama Prefecture in a few days
Satoru Gojo was half lying on the bench under the tree, with his arms bent on the back of the chair, and his two long legs stretched out straight. He looked up at the bare tree top, his small sunglasses slid down, and his bright eyes were exposed to the air. Inside, the white eyelashes are long and thick.
The sky was gray, and dark clouds blocked the last bit of sunlight, casting a large shadow on the ground. There were two small sparrows on the black branches, huddled together for warmth.
Satoru Gojo looked at the gray sky for a long time before he came up with an idea - indeed, creatures like women cannot be deceived casually.
Although Little Red Hair is not yet a woman.
Satoru Gojo licked his chapped lips, and tiny snowflakes began to fall in the sky. They were just like the snow that fell in the pet hospital that day. They were hazy, falling silently, and fell into his eyes with a dreamy feeling. There was a cool chill when it happened.
A warm touch pressed against his cheek.
Satoru Gojo looked up and saw a head of red hair. In the vast and silent winter, this hair was extremely enthusiastic, but its owner was a guy with a weak brain.
Yayoi handed the milk tea to Satoru Gojo, "That newly opened shop on the street."
Satoru Gojo took the cup of hot milk tea. The warm liquid entered his mouth, and the aroma of milk and tea filled his mouth. It tasted pretty good.
But this person is inherently incapable of saying anything good.
"It tastes terrible." Satoru Gojo curled his lips.
"Then give it back to me." Yayoi stretched out his hand to take it back.
But Satoru Gojo raised the paper cup high. He was very tall, with long hands and long feet, and no matter how Yayoi stretched out his hand and stood on tiptoes, he couldn't reach it.
Satoru Gojo curled his lips, put the cup to his lips in front of Yayoi, took another sip, and then showed a bright smile, so bright that Yayoi wanted to hit him, "After I drank it, it's mine. After I drank it, it's yours." anything else?"
Yayoi: "..."
So angry.
"Hey, don't you want it?" Satoru Gojo waved the cup in front of her harshly, and even pushed it in her face.
Yayoi puffed up her cheeks, snatched the cup from his hand without hesitation, lowered her head and took a sip.
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Yayoi held the cup with a 'You lied to me' expression on his face, "It obviously tastes good."
Yayoi put the cup back into Satoru Gojo's hand, opened the other cup in the bag, and drank his own, leaving Satoru Gojo holding the cup of milk tea in his hand.
Yayoi held the steaming cup and drank the milk tea in small sips. The rising water vapor blurred her face and made her a little hazy. Her hair was not tied up today and hung over her shoulders to her waist. She wore her usual red scarf. She didn't know why she changed it into a khaki plaid scarf. Her red hair and khaki scarf made her skin whiter and whiter, with the haze caused by water vapor between the white skin.
Satoru Gojo snatched the paper cup from Yayoi's hand, followed her example and took a sip.
Why does he think the milk tea in Xiao Hongmao's hand tastes better?
Satoru Gojo slaps his mouth.
Little Red Hair:! ! !
Yayoi: "What are you doing?"
Satoru Gojo: "I suddenly feel that the cup in your hand tastes better."
After saying that, he lowered his head and took a deep breath.
Yayoi: "..."
Yayoi felt that this was what someone told her about 'finding trouble'.
So Satoru Gojo drank two large cups of milk tea by himself. After drinking, he felt his stomach was bloated. Satoru Gojo, who had a bloated stomach, sat on the bench under the bare tree. The little red hair sat next to him. Next to it were several plastic bags, with green scallion leaves poking out of one of them.
Apparently the red-haired man had been to the supermarket and met Satoru Gojo on the way home.
Behind the benches and bare trees is a milk tea shop. In winter, when the weather is nice, most passers-by will choose to buy a cup of milk tea here to warm up.
I heard that a new milk tea shop had recently opened here, so Xiao Hongmao was tricked into going to the milk tea shop.
"How about Fluffy?" Yayoi suddenly asked.
Satoru Gojo hesitated and retorted subconsciously, "What for? That's my cat."
Satoru Gojo thinks there is something wrong with the little red haired cat. No matter it is Satoru Gojo or Gojo the cat, it is him, but in terms of attitudes towards cats and people, it is simply a contrast!
"I have raised him, so he is also my cat." Yayoi is surprisingly persistent in this regard.
Satoru Gojo curled his lips, "I sent him home. He was originally a cat who grew up at home."
He had grown up in this family, but he didn't like that place at all.
And...who is your cat?
Yayoi was stunned for a moment when he heard that Fuzzy had returned home.
Go home...?
Yes, her home and Furry's home are not the same place. When she is going home, Furry is going home too.
"Then will he be okay?" Yayoi suddenly asked again.
"That's great." Satoru Gojo replied subconsciously.
It's weird, it's weird that he can be so good in that kind of hellish place, but he was so good in a high school.
Yayoi did not answer his words immediately, but looked down at the toes of his shoes in a daze for a while. There was some snow on the ground, and there were some white snowflakes on the shoes.
After watching for a while, Yayoi raised his head and said, "That's good."
She finally didn't lose him.
Satoru Gojo pulled down his small sunglasses. The sight blocked by the sunglasses could only see the thermal image of the human figure. The sight unblocked by the sunglasses would cause too much information to flow into the brain through the sight, which would cause the brain to be exhausted and overheated, but When he looked at Yayoi, he couldn't detect any information about the curse on her, only simple breathing, heartbeat, and pulse.
The Yayoi in sight is half a head taller than when they first met, his hair is much longer than then, and the childish look on his face is gradually fading away.
He thought again of the woman he had seen in the fantasy, somewhere between an adolescent girl and an adult woman, with the beauty of an adult woman and the ignorance of an underage girl. The only thing that had not changed was the bright red hair. hair.
Satoru Gojo: "..."
That's none of his business.
Yayoi straightened his legs and jumped up from the chair, "I'm going home."
"Mom is going to make sukiyaki today." Yayoi picked up the plastic bag and prepared to go home.
"Then I'm going to your house for dinner today." Satoru Gojo also stretched out his long legs and jumped up from the bench.
Yayoi had never seen a human being who was so confident about eating and drinking, so she stuffed a plastic bag into Satoru Gojo's hand. The contents were not heavy for him.
"Then you have to help me carry my things." Yayoi said.
Satoru Gojo pouted, and finally followed her back with the bag.
The snow is still falling, slowly falling, and in the hazy snowflakes, the red color also looks hazy.
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The author has something to say:
The truth about Maomao turning into a human was revealed. Everyone knew the truth, except Little Red Hair.
5T5: The curse spirit was successfully exorcised, the finger was successfully recovered, and the red hair was successfully deceived. (than V)
I thought about it and decided to tell Yayoi after more than ten years. Then the old and new accounts will be settled together, in front of Huzi and the others =V=
The past chapter should be over in a few chapters.
Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution between 2021-08-26 17:49:56~2021-08-28 00:25:15~
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