Chapter 178 Please help me when the curse is high
"Would it be possible to visit someone empty-handed..."
Too rude.
Geto Xia Yu understood the unspoken words and shook his head subtly: "Since it was Wu who invited him, he won't care about these trivial matters."
"If you bring a gift, I won't mind." Gojo Satoru pretended to extend his hand to ask for it, smiling brightly. His round sunglasses covered his eyes, and it was impossible to tell whether his attitude was true or false at this moment.
The player lowered his head and saw Gojo Satoru's hand stretched out in front of him.
The player looked up, and Gojo Satoru said, "Hmm?" in an urging tone.
think.
The players placed their hands in each other's hands, and Gojo Satoru watched the players' actions with interest.
"Hmm..." The white eyelashes behind the sunglasses blinked, and she said reluctantly, "I guess you passed with some difficulty."
The hand placed in Xu's palm was naturally held as it should be, and the player was led by him towards the front door. When he was halfway to the front of Gojo, he suddenly turned around and saw Geto Suguru standing there looking at them.
"Jay~ It doesn't matter if you don't bring any gifts, I still have an empty hand here." Gojo Satoru smiled and waved his open palm left and right in hint.
The expression on Geto Suguru's face became extremely complicated, a mixture of resistance and subtle disgust.
He turned to the player: "Close your eyes."
"Oh." The player didn't understand what he meant, but did as he was told.
As I closed my eyes, everything in front of me became completely dark, but my hearing became sharper. I could faintly hear a rustling sound.
It's unclear what Geto Suguru did, but Gojo Satoru screamed, "Wow! Giving me the middle finger! How uncultured, Geto!"
It is said that if you do not keep a distance from your pet when it is young, it will not realize how big it is when it grows up and will have no sense of taking up space.
Listening to the two people talking to each other, the player who was sandwiched in the middle and whose face was scratched by the cloth on both sides from time to time had an inexplicable association.
as well as.
Huddled together... so hot...
The player blinked slowly, only now noticing that Gojo Satoru, who, contrary to his usual behavior, had not been the first to complain about the heat, had changed out of his thick uniform for a light yukata.
The interior of Gojo House is in the style of a quaint Japanese courtyard. Large areas of lush trees are carefully cared for. There is a shady area a few steps away from the corridor, as if it is an area of its own that is not covered by the scorching heat.
It is even cooler and more comfortable to cool off outside than indoors.
The players sat down at the low table. Gojo Satoru sat directly on the floor, letting his yukata get stained by grass debris. Geto Suguru stood in the corridor to enjoy the cool air without affecting their communication.
There are stacked ice cubes on the tray in front of you. Once a breeze blows, the cool air will brush against your cheeks.
Perhaps because they were the only three people around, the surroundings were completely silent except for the rustling of leaves in the wind.
According to Gojo Satoru, the rest of the idlers were dismissed by him in advance. They would only appear silently and without any sense of presence when new ice cubes were needed, and then quietly leave.
...In short, the scene is quite different from what the players expected.
"Ha, it's annoying to see so many people. If you imagine being surrounded by people... I probably felt that way when I was a kid." The word "annoying" that Gojo Satoru mentioned was literal.
As the holder of the Six Eyes, he is undoubtedly the most convincing person to say this.
The player groaned, "Hmm..." This was very different from the family atmosphere she had imagined.
Gojo Satoru never mentioned his relatives in the family relationship throughout the whole process, perhaps because he is the next head of the Gojo family. Compared with the concept of "home", players feel more that Gojo Satoru regards the Gojo family as his "territory".
Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and put them aside, revealing his eyes completely beneath his pure white eyelashes.
The amount of information that Six Eyes passively analyzed from the outside world decreased sharply along with the number of people present. It looked like he was just short of stretching out comfortably like a big cat.
His hands were stretched forward without any image, like a lazy dragon, monopolizing the ice that exuded cold air.
When Gojo Satoru came closer, the player felt a cool body approaching her, fingers that were different from her body temperature poked her cheek, and she demanded as if it was her duty: "Let the butterfly out."
Gojo Satoru refers to the player's box weapon.
Having seen the rain butterfly and experienced the power of the rain-attributed Death Flame, he didn't care about the effect of the disappearance of the cursed power at all. Instead, he looked very interested.
Using the calming effect of the Death Flame to offset the pressure on the brain caused by the operation of the Six Eyes, perhaps only Gojo Satoru could have thought of and implemented it.
Maybe it is the so-called strongest confidence?
The rain butterfly, surrounded by a faint fluorescent blue halo, landed on Gojo Satoru's hand. He let the scales, which contained hidden secrets, fall onto his skin with great interest, experiencing a novel feeling of powerlessness.
Gojo Satoru, in a playful mood, watched as the butterfly transformed into flames and dissipated as his palms folded, only to recondense. "This is a rare type of cursed tool...it might allow for a high degree of freedom in actual combat."
"Eh, so? Actually, Yudie can only perform simple actions," the player scratched his face with his index finger. "Most of the time, I act autonomously according to my subconscious... Does this count?"
Gojo Satoru said, "Bingo!" "Any ability requires refinement and improvement. Of course, no matter how hard you try, you can only look up to me."
A few scattered rain butterflies flew to Xia Youjie's side in the corridor. He looked at the butterflies that approached him with calm eyes, listened to the conversation between the two, and suddenly lowered his eyes, with a very shallow arc of relaxation on his lips.
"What's that expression? So-disgusting~"
Geto Suguru paused, the voices of slander increasing in intensity. Gojo Satoru leaned his upper body, almost leaning on the player's shoulder. "Be sure to be careful with people like Geto who are in the budding stage of love. They may appear respectable and reliable on the surface, but in reality, their hearts are filled with dirty thoughts."
"Eh... I don't think Takeru-senpai would be so..." the player said sincerely.
"Huh--? You're totally wrong! Jie is the type of person who is best at deceiving girls' feelings, uh..." Gojo Satoru's voice stopped abruptly.
An arm came from behind Gojo Satoru and locked his throat. Geto Satoru smiled gently at the player: "Don't pay attention to what Satoru said. Maybe the six-eyed man finally fried his brain. Ah, wait a moment, there are some personal grudges here that need to be settled over there."
Ice cubes really work! A chill suddenly ran down my back. The player, sitting up straight, thought to himself as he looked at Geto Suguru's warm smile.
"Tsk, thousands of years have passed, and sorcerers are really getting worse and worse. The drama of jealousy fighting over a woman is really... boring." Ryoumen Sukuna, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, and his sarcastic words swept across everyone present.
Different from the previous ways of communicating with players through inner thoughts, this time Ryoumen Sukuna's voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru.
"Wow, what an impolite old fogy guy! So the junior has to go through this kind of torture every day? So pitiful!" Gojo Satoru turned a deaf ear to Ryomen Sukuna's ridicule and rubbed the player's head twice lovingly.
Geto Suguru's eyes suddenly darkened, and the player's voice was even faster than his: "That's not the case."
"Jealousy...is it a sign of competition for someone's affection?"
No matter how you think about it, this word is not suitable for these two people.
"Rather than being jealous...perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it the unwillingness to be ignored in an intimate relationship?"
No matter how Geto Suguru or Gojo Satoru belittle each other, it is just a manifestation of their desire to win.
The player just happens to be the one being 'competed for'.
Maybe they themselves didn't even realize it, so the players didn't feel anything extra.
This is just a kind of subconscious arrogance that can't even be called malice.
"Mmm, I'm not in a position to brag about knowing everything about someone I like, but the situation is definitely not what you said, Sukuna."
Ryoumen Sukuna responded with an ambiguous rhetorical question: "Really?"
Geto Xia Yu didn't blink for a long time, and his lips trembled slightly.
She knew it, but she was indifferent.
...was included.
"Eh?" The player looked in confusion in the direction where she was shrouded in shadow. Geto Suguru, no longer in the corridor, leaned over and half-knelt in front of the player. Without a single hesitation, he spoke, "Sorry."
Without intentionally leaving any room for the players to wonder, he continued speaking calmly.
"Then, please."
He was smiling even as he spoke in a humble tone, openly displaying his deliberately created vulnerability.
"Teach these two idiots, me and Satoru."
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