152 Extra · 11 But it’s because of the king (5)
People are lying creatures.
But there are many people who say that she is not suitable for lying.
Lying is a problem for her.
"I think... I haven't told you what the spells and spells are."
The person holding her fate by the scruff of her neck opened her mouth.
The smooth pavement of the street is covered with a thin layer of rainwater, reflecting the moon hanging in the sky like a smooth mirror.
The clothes Yayoi is wearing are the clothes prepared for her by Ms. Manami Sugata. She is a mature and beautiful elder sister with very good aesthetics. She has a thin brown jacket, a long skirt decorated with floral flowers, and a white top. The fabric is soft, breathable and comfortable, but it is a pity that she is not A quiet beauty who can travel elegantly, her clothes become a mess in just a few clicks.
The rain-soaked fabric adhered to the skin tightly, outlining the exquisite body curves. The thin coat that had been soaked stuck to the back, and the slender butterfly bones stretched out the slender and graceful arc.
The wet red hair looked like silk soaked in water.
Judging by her appearance alone, she looked like a young girl, a college student. She didn't look like a mother.
"A child who can lie is not a good child~" The white-haired man who grabbed her collar said lazily with a long tail.
"Hmm... I don't think I've heard of you in the circle~" Satoru Gojo grabbed the red-haired Destiny's neck with one hand, pinched his chin with the other hand, and his eyes fell on the red-haired Destiny who was holding the cat. body, thinking, "Are you really not considering enrolling in school?"
"It's been several years since I graduated from college." Yayoi hugged his big cat with one hand, and folded the other hand behind his back, pulling on the edge of the back collar, trying to pull the collar back from Satoru Gojo's hand. , "I'm long past the age of high school."
Satoru Gojo's eyes paused and fell on the rain-stained face. The wet red hair was stuck to the fair skin. The other person tried very hard to save the back collar from his hands, no matter what. Both his expression and his eyes revealed one thing to him - this red-haired man was not very smart and seemed to not want to have much to do with him.
Satoru Gojo touched his chin and slowly released the hand that was holding the back of Yayoi's fate's neck. Realizing that the shackles were lifted, Yayoi was about to run away, but his hands were strangled by the back of fate's neck.
The wet fur of the cat in her arms exploded, a dull growl rolled in its throat, and the irrepressible fierce light flooded in its blue eyes like a flood.
"What are you going to do?" Yayoi hugged his cat tightly, with a pitiful expression on his face, like a cat being held by the scruff of the neck.
Satoru Gojo let go of the hand holding her back collar and put his hands in his pockets. He was as lazy as a white cat out for a walk. His pale blue eyes looked directly at her through the lenses of his sunglasses.
——Still can’t see anything.
Yayoi felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw him. He shrank his head while holding the cat, and subconsciously took a step back. Whether it was Satoru Gojo from the high school or the 28-year-old head of the high school, Satoru Gojo, they all had one thing in common. It's just that she doesn't like to remember people specifically. Even if it's someone she has helped, the probability of forgetting them is more than 80%. The other person's look is clearly telling her that he Remember her.
A tail silently circled around the waist. Yayoi paused and looked down to see the cat with a fierce grin.
Yayoi: "..."
Yali Mountain QAQ
Silence swelled in the street air still filled with water vapor, and the dazzling neon lights fell into the mirror-like water at my feet. A burst of sudden laughter sounded in the night sky, like a punctured balloon suddenly bursting.
Yayoi's instinct to turn around and run was about to kick in.
Satoru Gojo raised the corners of his lips and his pale blue eyes were as bright as stars, "You can run."
Yayoi: "..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yayoi held the cat in his arms and stopped moving.
Satoru Gojo rolled his eyes, with a hint of feline cunning in his brows, "Come on, come on, I'll be the ghost. If I catch you, you have to follow me back to the high school and be my assistant teacher."
Play a game, switch to a teaching assistant, and the first-year work can be handed over to the teaching assistant, and the future of skipping classes will be bright.
The cat's tail in his arms exploded into a straight mallet, waving its little paws, wanting to use its nails to scratch out a few bloody marks on the other's face.
This is his assistant! His wife! !
Stealing cat! !
"...Why did you become a teaching assistant?" Yayoi hugged the angry big cat tightly.
"If you can't be a student, you can be a teaching assistant~" The cat's sharp claws scratched the barrier created by the unlimited, scratching the loneliness. Satoru Gojo came over in a familiar manner, his attitude was as frivolous as ever, as if he was coquettish, and his voice was full of Syrup-sweet.
"Are you really not considering it?" Satoru Gojo blinked his big, watery eyes, "Now that the employment debt has been written off, the salary is definitely considerable. After passing this village, this store will be gone. There is no one better than me in the world. A gentle and considerate boss?”
Yayoi, who was currently a pauper and owed a huge sum of money, was moved. "Okay, I'll do it" almost slipped out of his mouth, but was interrupted by a particularly sad cat cry, and a slight pain appeared on the skin of his neck.
The big white cat kept digging into the hollow of her neck, opened its mouth and bit the skin of her neck, its pointed canine teeth slightly sinking into the skin, and because it took care of her, the canine teeth never bit through her skin. go.
"Miwu——"
The voice was aggrieved and pitiful, and the wet tail produced a delicate splash of water.
Yayoi was stunned for a moment. When he realized what he was doing, his hand had touched the white cat's head which was wet by the rain. While stroking the cat's head, he said firmly, "Okay, I won't do it, I definitely won't do it!"
Satoru Gojo has seen many big scenes, but he has never seen this scene.
Good guy, standing here as an extremely beautiful man, he is no better than a fat cat?
"Are you really not going to do it?" Satoru Gojo blinked, his expression innocent and harmless, and his delicate eyebrows still had a touch of sadness.
"No!" Yayoi said loudly, "My cat won't let me do it!"
"But a good job and a good boss are rare." Satoru Gojo tried to fool the red-haired man, his eyes fell on the white cat who pushed its furry head into Yayoi's neck, and slowly said, "You Is your cat neutered? There is a pet hospital nearby. Please take him to be neutered."
As soon as he finished speaking, the cat that kept pushing into Yayoi's neck was stunned. A moment later, an even more shrill cry echoed in the Tokyo night sky.
Yayoi's eyes widened, and his amber pupils shrank violently. He never thought that Satoru Gojo would say such words one day, and his eyes were shocked.
Yayoi has pupil earthquake, do you know who you want to sterilize?
We are all Satoru Gojo, we are born from the same roots, so why be too hasty with each other?
Satoru Gojo, who noticed something was wrong with Yayoi's eyes, slowly typed a "?" on the top of his head.
A loud thunderous noise exploded in the night sky, bright firelight fell from above, and broken glass shards fell down in large numbers.
The dazzling fire suddenly went out, fear and panic spread among the crowd like a tide, and the screams one after another echoed under the night sky like spreading waves.
Satoru Gojo frowned, and a thick spell surged in the air, like thick black ink rolling down on the white paper, spreading wantonly.
A powerful curse suddenly appeared upstairs.
The place where the two people were standing was the square of a department store. There were more people gathered here than anywhere else. It was not surprising that a cursed spirit would appear here.
But the timing of this appearance can't help but make people feel strange.
The black sunglass lenses reflected the swaying firelight. The firelight carried the distorted and fragmented screams of the curse spirits. The gradually warming air was filled with a familiar scent, the scent of an acquaintance.
The lips were flattened, and the gap between the lips was stretched into a straight line.
The firelight reflected Yayoi's fair face, and the flames raging in the dark night unbridledly devoured the things in the department store.
Yayoi noticed that the other person's eyes were on her.
"Wait here for me to come back." When he spoke again, his voice was unconsciously cold. After a moment, it returned to the carefree tone before, with a frivolous and careless tone. "If you run away, I can also kill you." Catch it back~"
The pale blue eyes under the sunglasses narrowed slightly, like a predator locked on its prey.
Yayoi: "..."
Yayoi felt this was a threat, a naked threat.
Satoru Gojo opened his long legs and strode towards the department store where the corridor was on fire.
Yayoi stood there in confusion for a while holding the cat. The cool night wind chased it past her eyes. The clothes clinging to her body were cold, and she couldn't help but shiver.
There was a light mark on the white back of her neck. The big white cat stuck out its warm tongue, licked it carefully and then licked her cheek, silently making a small note for her other self.
——You bastard, how dare you threaten his wife.
Yayoi kissed the tip of his nose and said, "I'm fine. I'm very happy that you found me."
"Meow." The big white cat rubbed his wife's cheek distressedly.
Go back and change clothes.
Yayoi hugged the cat and turned his head. His eyes fell on the department store with swaying fire. He tilted his head and looked at it for a while. He recalled what Satoru Gojo had just said in his mind. After a while, he hugged the cat decisively, turned around and ran away.
Hongmao turned around and ran away when she saw the leader of the Panxing Cult in cassock narrowing his fox-like eyes and waving to her in the night wind.
Gojo Cat: "..."
Great job, Jay.
Suguru Geto paused, a familiar feeling welling up in his heart. After a moment, he recalled that this was the feeling he had when he and Satoru Gojo successfully skipped classes in cahoots with each other.
His eyes unconsciously fell on the cat held in Yayoi's arms, with white fur and blue eyes.
Suguru Geto: "..."
Damn it.
A slight pain like a pinprick came from the end of his eye. Suguru Geto's eyes widened, and his eyeballs almost jumped out of their sockets.
Having been a classmate of Satoru Gojo for three years, he is naturally very familiar with those unrivaled eyes.
Suguru Geto's pupils trembled, his lips trembled unconsciously, and his waving hands froze in mid-air.
If you guessed correctly, that cat's eyes must be six.
Damn it Satoru Gojo, what the hell are you doing out there?
The strongest person who works diligently to exorcise the cursed spirits: Ah sneeze! !
Satoru Gojo:? ? ?
…
For a while, Suguru Geto couldn't figure out the relationship between this cat and Satoru Gojo, but if there was no relationship, he would never believe it.
If this cat had nothing to do with Satoru Gojo, he would be doing a live broadcast of washing his hair upside down.
It is currently known that this cat with suspected six eyes is owned by Yayoi. Suguru Geto looked at the white cat with half sleepy eyelids and nestled in the owner's arms with peace of mind. Yayoi allowed Yayoi to rub his belly and brush his fur. The relationship between the cat and its owner It's a harmonious one. Although I have fully understood Yayoi's cat-sucking physique in the past few days, I won't have this natural feeling without getting along with him for a long time.
The white cat was lying on Yayoi's shoulder and she carried her all the way back. On the way back, she also bought pet shampoo and shower gel, and then bought two sets of men's clothes nearby, as well as some changes of underwear.
The shopping guide's suspicious eyes wandered back and forth between Yayoi, who was wet and hugging a cat, and Suguru Geto, who was wearing a cassock. Suguru Geto pretended not to notice, took out his wallet and paid with a smile.
Needless to say, Suguru Geto's face is really popular with women. The shopping guide girl blushed on the spot and paid the bill shyly.
When walking out of the store, Yayoi, who has sharp ears, heard the shopping guide murmuring to himself, "Are all the monks so handsome these days?"
The soaked clothes clung to her body, which was very uncomfortable. The weather in autumn was already different from that in summer, and the temperature dropped significantly. She was not very afraid of the cold, and she was not very likely to get sick, but it was always uncomfortable when her clothes stuck to the mountains. .
So she decided to give her husband, who had turned into a cat, a bath before cleaning herself up.
The big white cat lay slimy on his wife's shoulder. From time to time, he would stick out his tongue and lick his wife's face and the skin of her neck. His voice was proud and sweet, and his white tail swung like a dog's.
Yayoi, who was addicted to petting cats, couldn't help but kiss the tip of his nose. The tip of the cat's nose was soft.
After being sticky for a while, Yayoi looked down at the big cat lying on his chest with no intention of getting out, "You come down first, I will give you a bath."
"Mea——" The big white cat opened its pale blue eyes, innocent and simple.
The hazy water mist is like a thin veil covering the smooth mirror surface of the bathroom, and the rising and falling water vapor is wrapped in soft light.
Yayoi took off the fluffy head hanging on the wall. The water sprayed from the fluffy head wetted the white cat's fur, and the pet shampoo applied to the cat had a sweet citrus smell.
Gojo, the cat who was being cared for the whole time, purred comfortably and felt so comfortable that he wanted to stretch out.
After rinsing away the foam on his body, the cat slipped into the bathtub filled with hot water. The water vapor covered its eyes like glass beads. The cat's whole body was submerged in the warm hot water, and it let out a sweet sound. The cry.
Yayoi felt like her cat was having bad intentions.
Normally, when Satoru Gojo was alone, Yayoi would never die to stay in the same bathtub with him, otherwise she wouldn't be able to go to bed on time tonight.
But now he was just a little kitten, unable to do anything. He didn't know what bad idea the other party had in mind, so he soaked in the bathtub with the cat in a daze.
One person and one cat soaked in the hot water. The white cat, who realized that he was just a cat now, plunged half of his face into the water and spit out an unhappy blister.
"mum--"
sad.
My wife finally agreed to clean things up together, but now he is just a cat.
Yayoi didn't know what he was sad about for a moment, and held Maomao's furry cheeks to lift his head out of the water.
"What's wrong with you?" Water vapor covered his amber eyes, and the steaming water made the ends of Yayoi's eyes red.
Gojo the cat is even sadder.
"Mi——" The white-haired cat tilted its head and rubbed it into Yayoi's palm.
Wife, I’m sad, do you hate me?
Yayoi, who knew cat language without any teacher, blinked and told him seriously, "I don't hate you."
"I like you the most." Yayoi said.
Gojo the cat's ears twitched, and a purring sound escaped from its throat, like soft and light soap bubbles under the sun.
After a moment, the furry ears drooped downwards, and mist of grievance filled the cat's eyes.
"mum--"
You don't even want to wash with me at home.
Yayoi paused.
This is a kitten, an aggrieved kitten.
An arrow hit his heart immediately, as if he had received a critical blow. Yayoi's conscience was strongly condemned.
"Go home and wash together."
Yayoi's eyes were serious and he made a solemn promise.
The sound of "Mea——" was dragged out with a long ending sound. The cat straightened its back slightly and rubbed Yayoi's cheek.
Yayoi, who was obsessed with the beauty of the white cat, didn't notice the flash of success and cunning in the other person's narrowed cat eyes.
After taking a bath for a while, Yayoi took off the towel on the hanger, took the big cat out of the bathtub, and wrapped it around him. After being wetted, the fluffy fur unexpectedly looked very thick, dripping with drops of water.
After wiping the cat's fur until it was half dry and making sure it was no longer dripping, Yayoi walked out of the bathroom holding the cat.
When I walked out of the bathroom, it was already late at night. The crescent moon hung in the dark sky, and the mottled tree shadows fell on the old windowsill.
Yayoi used a hair dryer to dry the cat's fur, then dried her own hair, then hugged the cat and huddled under the covers.
"Good night." Yayoi kissed the cat's nose.
"Hey." The white cat stuck out his tongue and licked Yayoi's lips.
Good night.
The soft fur clung to his body, and along with his shallow breathing, Yayoi felt very at ease and at ease.
When the dawn rays pierce the thick haze, the pale golden sunshine is like a thin gauze, falling diagonally from the dome to the windowsill.
Yayoi held a small comb and sat cross-legged on the tatami. Gojo the cat sat between the crossed legs. The two cat paws carefully put away the sharp nails, and the soft flesh pads rested on her calves.
She was smoothing out the fur on his body. After a night, the fur had a lot of tangles.
The old TV broadcasted the morning news, and the female anchor's gentle voice was like gurgling spring water.
There was a knock on the door of the Japanese room, and Yayoi paused in his movements, "The door is unlocked, please come in."
Not surprisingly, the person who came was the leader of the Panxing Sect in monk's robes.
The big cat being served glanced at Suguru Geto, wearing a monk's robes, as if he had gone back many years ago, when that guy was still a paranoid evil who wanted to kill all the ordinary people in the world who had no magic skills, and build a paradise with only magicians | |Teacher, who would have thought that Suguru Geto, who is in his thirties, would stay peacefully in a high school and receive lifelong surveillance from the high school.
The big white cat yawned carelessly, but it attracted Suguru Geto's attention.
Suguru Geto's brows twitched. Good guy, he thought this cat had become a spirit. That look reminded him of Satoru Gojo.
For a moment, he almost thought Satoru Gojo himself was here.
"Good morning, Mr. Geto."
After smoothing the cat's fur, Yayoi put down the comb in his hand.
"Good morning." The fox-like Panxing Cult leader squinted his eyes, and his gaze stayed on the big white cat for a while before moving away without leaving a trace.
The air was filled with the clear chirping of birds and the gentle voice of the female anchor.
"How does it feel?" Suguru Geto smiled, "Meeting Satoru Gojo."
Yayoi paused and said with a sad face, "It's a lot of pressure."
She can't lie, nor is she suitable to lie. If the opponent is Satoru Gojo, he will be able to break the skill in the next second.
"Won't you go back with him?" Suguru Geto said warmly.
"Meow?" The white cat watching TV slapped its furry tail on the tatami.
"Why should I go back with him?" Yayoi looked puzzled. His hand naturally reached out to the cat's belly and started to stroke the cat. The cat naturally slid onto the tatami and turned out its soft belly.
"Purr..." Gojo the cat felt comfortable after being stroked.
Suguru Geto opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the morning news interrupted his next words. The picture was of a department store that was burned beyond recognition by a curse. The curse caused a certain amount of damage to public property. Anyway, There were no casualties. It is said that it was thanks to Mr. Gojo, an enthusiastic citizen, who bravely rushed into the fire scene and rescued the staff and guests inside.
Yayoi: "..."
Gojo Cat: "..."
Suguru Geto: "..."
As soon as the scene turned, the reporter pointed the microphone in front of a man with square sunglasses on his nose. The man was fresh and clean, with no dust on his body. He raised the corners of his lips as if nothing had happened. His moist lips opened and closed, and he spoke slowly.
"So far, I have always been the only one who has done better than others." Satoru Gojo said with a smile, "Those who dove against me last night, please stand up. Teacher Gojo can consider lenient treatment~"
Suguru Geto's mouth twitched, and her eyes fell on Yayoi. The cat in her arms kept breathing at the face on the screen, wanting to rush over and bite him to death.
Good guy, people hate... cats.
Suguru Geto dead fish eyes.
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