You are an ordinary person, how do you survive in the Shura field

"None of your business." You replied lightly.

The middle-aged man suddenly lowered his face, "How did you talk? Do you still remember who you are?"

"Sorry, I forgot."

"Didn't you forget that you are deliberately against me!" The middle-aged man was extremely angry, "You dare to get so close to Gojo Wu, aren't you afraid that he will notice?"

"See what?" You tilted your head.

"You are also an astral body, and it will be time for assimilation in two days—" There were footsteps coming from a distance, and the middle-aged man grabbed your wrist violently, "Anyway, you can't Stay here, you must come back with me!"

Before you could react, Gojo Satoru's voice sounded behind him: "Uncle, you're too strict."

"It's true that Yi was recommended by your Leyan Temple family, but it doesn't mean that he will be treated like a dog by the Leyan Temple family like you, right?"

The middle-aged man was a retainer trained by the Leyan Temple family, and his face turned red when he heard the words: "Wujo Wu!"

"I'm not the head of your family. I'm not deaf yet, so I don't need to be so loud."

"How dare you insult the Patriarch—"

"Tsk." Gojo Gojo clicked his tongue unhappily.

He put his hands in his pockets, looked down at the middle-aged man, and said in an extremely cold tone: "Have you not figured out the situation yet? This is not your Leyan Temple family. You came to the wrong place if you want to play wild."

The face of the middle-aged man turned from red to white in an instant.

Wujo Wu said coldly: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you let me go!"

"..." In front of Gojo Satoru, who was fully aura, the middle-aged man only persisted for a few seconds before running away sweating and pale.

Looking at his running back, Gojo Gojo snorted, "The unsightly guy is finally gone."

He turned his head and saw you standing there with an unclear expression. He raised the corner of his mouth and asked with a bright smile, "Why do you have such an expression? Are you so handsome?"

You pushed away the white head that came closer: "You're only handsome for three seconds."

"Nonsense, I'm always super handsome."

"Drunk too?"

"Grass." Gojo Satoru tapped your forehead, "Hurry up and forget about this, I'll take you to the library."

You are not familiar with the school, Gojo Satoru promised to take you to the library after class, that's why he came here.

The system was surprised: "Gotiao Wu actually defended you so much, are you a little touched?"

"Yes." You replied.

"Really? Why do I feel that you are perfunctory to me?" The system is suspicious, "To be honest, I don't think you care about Wujo Wu's matter at all, and you haven't helped him investigate Xia Youjie for so many days..."

"Isn't it because we didn't find an opportunity? We'll go find Xia Youjie later."

"Really?" the system asked again, "What about the mission? How do you plan to impress Gojo Satoru on you?"

"Don't worry, he's still a high school student." You paused, then asked with a smile, "Don't you think he's funny?"

If the grown-up Gojo Satoru is a large dog that only knows how to restrain his paws, then he is still at the age of showing his teeth and claws, and he is much cuter than when he grew up.

system:"……"

Unable to understand your bad taste, there was a few seconds of silence, and the system played an electric sound for you again.

The Tokyo school has a rich collection of books. Gojo Satoru puts his legs on the reading table and leans his body against the back of the chair, watching you running around busy.

After a while, bored, he picked up one of the books you found with his fingers and clicked his tongue: "Several techniques to stimulate spell power? I can do it at the age of three."

"Then you are amazing." You read great.

"..." Gojo Wujo gritted his teeth, "Forget it, my lord has a lot, so I don't care about it with you."

"Isn't this comforting yourself?"

"If you don't make me angry for a day, you won't feel well, right?" Wujo Gou suddenly sat up, "Speaking of... I've always been curious, don't you feel hot if you wrap up so tightly every day?"

You have been wearing the jacket that was untied from your waist that day. The sportswear-like design forms a small high collar after the zipper is closed, which can well cover the strange pattern on your neck.

"not hot."

You reach out to snatch back the book Gojo Satoru took away, but he suddenly pushes you, your back hits the bookshelf behind you, and the heavy books above your head that are not neatly arranged shake, as if they are about to fall and hit you on the head .

Your heart tightened, and you quickly raised your hand. At this moment, there was a "wow" sound in front of you, and the coat that was pulled to the top was torn away by Gojo Satoru.

When he saw the pattern on your neck, he couldn't help but whistled to you, "Wow~ Cool!"

The air-conditioning in the room penetrated into your clothes, mixed with the hot air from his words, and brushed against your skin as if electrified, causing you to tremble, your breathing became chaotic, and your fingers curled up slightly uncontrollably.

"Tattoos? No..."

At the moment you were stiff, Gojo Satoru caressed your neck carelessly, rubbing his fingertips around your carotid artery repeatedly.

"It seems to be another person's spell power. That's the part of the spell power you attached to the fake list that day, right?"

The light above his head suddenly flickered, and his figure, which was half a head taller than you, instantly turned into a shadow and enveloped you, almost overwhelming your heartbeat.

Facts have proved that even puppies can show their fangs, and this is Gojo Satoru—you tilt your head back, and the back of your head touches the hard spine of the book, and Gojo Satoru's fingers immediately follow like a shadow.

He didn't notice your vigilance at all, he seemed to be very curious about the circle of patterns, and lowered his head a little closer to you, his voice seemed to be close at hand, "The pattern looks so natural, I almost thought it was born..."

His other hand is on your side, enclosing you between him and the bookshelf. Even through the sunglasses, you can still feel his gaze hovering over you, with curiosity and scrutiny, as if observing A bird trapped in a cage with nowhere to go.

Damn the feeling of being in control, you licked the sharp teeth on the upper jaw irritably, and asked with a sneer: "Want to know?"

"Uh-huh!"

Gojo Satoru nodded, and you suddenly grabbed the hand on your neck and pulled him towards you.

That handsome, slightly childish face zooms in front of your eyes, the sunglasses slide off silently, his clear blue eyes look at you in surprise——about to collide with your face, you suddenly lift your foot, ruthlessly Kick him to the knee.

Gojo Satoru didn't expect you to do this, and was staggered by you. Taking advantage of his loss of balance, you quickly grabbed his shoulders, pushed him to switch places with you, and smashed him into the bookshelf.

The silver hair flew past your cheek, and you saw his eyes widen, his expression changed from surprise to astonishment.

"Wow—"

Wujo Wu was thrown onto the bookshelf by you, his back collided firmly with the bookshelf, the bookshelf trembled violently, and the precarious books on top of his head fell down one after another, hitting Wujo Wu's head.

Some books fell on him, on your arm holding his body, and he stared at you blankly through those books, until a book as thick as a dictionary slid down, what a coincidence It was pressing on the top of his head, flattening his wild white hair.

With a book on his head, his dull eyes gradually returned, and he screamed "Aww".

"Imasa Miyamura!"

He threw away the book on his head and stared at you angrily: "Isn't it just to see, why are you so angry?"

"Having lost your temper? Have I?" You asked in a cold tone.

"Obviously there is..." Wutiao Wu's voice became smaller and smaller under your eyes, and finally he pursed his lips and confronted you silently, you saw some grievances in his eyes, as well as a trace of imperceptible blankness.

You couldn't help rubbing your forehead: "Clean up the bookshelves yourself."

"Why, I didn't do it..."

Regardless of Gojo Gojo's grievances, you turned and left the library with a cold face.

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After leaving the house, do you intend to:

A is waiting for Gojo Satoru outside

B go to other places to inquire about the astral body

C "You" seem to have other things you want to do?