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

If it weren't for Gojo Satoru by your side, you think Shir would charge straight up and tear you to pieces.

He'd rather be unconscious than controlled by someone—especially someone like you.

You could see the disgust in his eyes clearly, and the smile on his face couldn't help but deepen.

His eyes are very similar to when you first met him in the dungeon, when you threatened him just for fun, now... whoever told him not to recognize you, accept your punishment well.

You jumped out of the car, and when your footsteps just landed, you felt dizzy. If you hadn't held on to the car door in time, you might have fallen down.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand considerately, as if all the energy in his body had been drained, and you slapped his hand away without hesitation.

Gojo Goku pressed down the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head and asked, "Yidizhi, why don't you leave? Do you want to stay for dinner?"

"I still have to wait for someone..." Yi Dizhi, who was driving, moved his eyes forward.

Fu Heihui came out of the school, saw many people on your side beside the car, he hesitated for a while.

Your eyes lit up, "Mr. Fuhei!"

Of all the people present, no one is more suitable to send you back than him.

You yelled at him, "Come here."

Fu Heihui looked at Wujo Wu, and seeing that Wujo Wu didn't object, he came over.

"Can I ask you something?" You put your hand on his shoulder.

Before you could say your request, your wrist suddenly felt a pain.

Shi Er turned back and grabbed your wrist tightly, his eyes were cold.

"Aren't you going to ask me for help?" he asked.

His face is still not very good-looking, but it is no longer the kind of expression that wants to get rid of you, it seems that there is something more, hidden in his deep eyes, you can't see it clearly enough.

You try to find a breakthrough from Fu Heihui, but he is very strange to Shier, and just looks at you blankly.

Gojo Satoru asked him, "Where are you going with Yidizhi?"

"There is a mission..."

"Push it off." Gojo Satoru said, "Have dinner with us."

He put his hand between you and Shier, and separated you lightly. Seeing his unusual expression, Fu Heihui nodded silently.

Yidi hesitated to speak.

"There aren't many second-level magicians, so go find someone else." After Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he forcefully took you away, accompanied by Knotweed and Fu Heihui. For some reason, he didn't try to leave again, and followed you with a displeased expression on his face. later.

When you came back, it happened to be meal time. Zenyuan Maki, a second-year student, and the dog Jujiji were ordering food in the cafeteria, and the panda stood behind with drinks in its two paws.

Seeing you, the panda happily raised its paw and waved.

The dog's eyes fell on you, with a bit of inquiry, you smiled at him, and he immediately looked away.

"Xiao," the system suddenly said, "It was calculated using the negative effects of the double curse."

A line of small characters popped out from the corner of your vision, and you looked up, Izanami’s unprocessed energy changed the double spell, and the spell that was specially reconciled by "Well" was out of balance, and the negative effect changed from losing one of the five senses to Into a sensory enhancement.

"It's like the effect of aversion. The brain misinterprets the signals from the outside world, creating the illusion that it is fake. Even if a drop of water falls on your skin, it may make you feel that it weighs a thousand catties..." the system explained hesitantly.

You can't help but look serious.

After experiencing the last blindness, you thought there was nothing to be afraid of——

Now it seems to be more careful.

There are still 5 minutes before the onset of aversions, Gojo Satoru ordered the food, you all gathered around the table in silence, aware of your unusual atmosphere, the second grade students did not sit with you.

When the dishes came, Gojo Satoru moved the sweet shrimp rolls you often order to your face, Shi Er frowned, and his eyes shot at you like lightning.

Wujo Wushi blocked his gaze without a trace, and said without thinking: "You didn't even say thank you?"

"Didn't he call you teacher?"

Shi Er raised his eyes and replied bluntly: "You took advantage of it, right?"

"Is there?" Gojo Satoru asked in a long voice.

If you were at other times, you would be happy to explore what kind of riddle they were playing between them. The countdown to reversible sensitivity hung brightly in front of your eyes. Feeling the urgency of time, you stood up and said, "I'm going back to rest."

Gojo Satoru grabs your hand.

You look down at him.

He probably guessed it, and took out the key to you with an unhappy face, "Go to my place."

"Okay." You didn't refuse.

Although Gojo Satoru is a bit too much, he won't do anything against you who is suffering backlash. From a certain point of view, he is the most credible.

Passing by the desk of the second grade, your sleeve is suddenly pulled.

You turned your head, and the dog Juanji put two rice balls into your hands, his deep purple eyes reflected your shadow, and you suddenly felt silent tenderness.

You paused, "Thank you?"

Curlythorn blinked.

There are four and a half minutes left in the countdown of aversion, you didn't say anything to him, and left with the rice ball.

The system sniffed and moved, "The dog roll is really good."

"Don't you like knotweed the most?" You seem to have not heard the system mention knotweed for a long time.

The system said in embarrassment: "He has Su Nuo on him..."

Count down for 3 minutes.

You found Gojo Satoru's residence.

The living room is no different from when you left, the pillows you left behind are still lying crookedly on the sofa.

You picked up the pillow, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Gojo Satoru's only room.

"He shouldn't mind..." the system whispered.

Of course you know Gojo Satoru doesn't mind, but if you want to enter his room, you always have an inexplicable resistance in your heart.

The sleeping place is extremely private to anyone. Once you step in, you will really enter his territory, and maybe you can peek into his inner world from it... Cross the boundaries like this, and understand deeply Another person is not a good thing for you.

You still sat down on the sofa.

The moment the aversion attack occurs, your world completely changes. The occasional bird chirping outside the window is like a loudspeaker, buzzing in your ears, and the fluffy pillow in your arms touches your skin. It makes you feel like rough grit has been scraped by, stinging your skin raw.

You threw the pillow away and covered your ears tightly.

The slight sound of water flowing from the pipe under the kitchen, the sound of wind blowing through rustling leaves, the buzzing of insect wings, all of which are amplified by your senses, things that are usually harmless enough to be ignored, for you now But extremely dangerous.

You're not going to die from it, but it's still hard to bear—not just because of the sounds, but because of the presence of Gojo Satoru all over the room.

There is a warm smell like sunshine on the sofa, which is what you smelled on Gojo Satoru in the afternoon, as well as the aroma that is often infiltrated by sweets, fingerprints accidentally stained on the table... Gojo Satoru lived here The traces are magnified in front of your eyes, and you don’t need to use your brain to imagine how he is sitting on the sofa eating snacks leisurely, talking on the phone with someone, or watching TV with his legs crossed.

The person whose territory is really violated is you—his presence in your eyes becomes stronger than ever, and the ubiquitous shadow squeezes your heart, making you feel extremely uncomfortable.

The breath he left behind seems to be woven into a big net, tightly wrapped around your body, so that you can't break free, you can only merge with him.

You can feel his incredible presence even through your pores, and you curl up on the sofa.

The tip of your nose smelled the warm smell of the sofa, and you couldn't help but recall Gojo Satoru's hug in the car.

so warm...

You couldn't help being in a trance for a moment, the soft touch of the sofa made you almost mistake Gojo Satoru for hugging you from behind.

The temperature on his body is always a little higher than yours, but it may be the reason why he has opened the no-lower-limit technique all the year round. Even in summer, his clean breath will not make you feel annoying.

You haven't spoken for a long time, the system asked nervously: "Xiao, are you okay?"

"……good."

You close your eyes.

Just fighting against the ubiquitous Gojo Satoru is enough to make you exhausted, you are not in the mood to talk to the system, try to relax your body, and finally fall asleep deeply after half an hour.

After an unknown amount of time, a thunderous sound suddenly came from your ears, and the pain like a knife on your skin made you sweat all over your body, and you had to open your eyes.

Shi'er is standing in front of you, the moonlight is shining on his back, his expression is gloomy, if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't hold the celestial hoko in his hand, you almost thought you had returned to that night.

"Isn't the restriction of not being too far away from you a fake?" he said.

You left the cafeteria, and he didn't appear weak again. He found out that he was cheated by you.

But you are not in the mood to chat with him now, you pulled your face down and said directly: "I'm going to bed, I'll talk about things tomorrow."

"No, unless you let go of the spell limit, I can go wherever I want."

"Dreaming!" You immediately sat up.

Wherever you want to go?

Let him go, can you find him later?

You glared at him angrily.

He clicked his tongue, "I think you are dreaming, do you think you can keep me?"

He stretched out his fingers to pinch your face, probably not very hard, but you still felt a pain on your face, and tears leaked out of your eyes involuntarily.

His fingers stiffened, and then he squeezed your face hard, and said in a vicious voice: "Hurry up and let go of the restrictions on the spell power."

"do not want!"

Your tears fell down, and you spoke in a nasal voice. You wanted to break his hand, but he was not something you could resist now.

Hot tears fell on Shier's hands, and Shier was taken aback, "You're so delicate...that's how you act like a baby with Gojo Wu in private? No wonder he likes you so much..."

"roll!"

You felt angry for a while, "If you don't leave, I won't be polite to you!"

"just you?"

Shi Er let go of his hand, and leaned over on the sofa beside you, with the corners of his mouth raised provocatively, he smiled and said, "Would you like to show me now?"

The breath he exhaled was like a fire burning through your cheeks, you wiped your tears and looked at him: "You asked for it yourself."

Shi Er mocked you unceremoniously, "Even if you take away the mana power you provided, you can't beat me, not even a single finger of mine."

"I didn't come here to talk nonsense with you, tell me what I want to know quickly, where did you get it from?"

"Or did someone give it to you?"

Probably because he was afraid that Gojo Satoru might come back, his tone was a little more urgent than usual, but you still felt that you were even angrier.

Isn't the person he's looking for right in front of him, as if he's blind—you gritted your teeth, and the anger in your heart grew stronger and stronger.

"say."

Shi'er pinched you cruelly again.

The pain on your face made your vision blurry again, seeing your tears falling, he didn't intend to let go at all, on the contrary, he got more excited.

"Don't think that I will let you go." Shi Er was still talking.

The anger in your heart kept accumulating, and under his repeated urging, you took a deep breath and didn't want to bear it any longer.

Your eyes are wide open, trying to make out his figure from the blurred vision.

"You really want to know?"

When you speak, your throat feels dry and your vocal cords feel tingling—it's all because of Shier, if he didn't treat you like this, you wouldn't be in such a mess at all.

"Isn't this nonsense." Shi Er came with a ruffian voice.

You snorted, and suddenly increased the volume: "Then—surrender to me!"

The power of the double curse erupted, along the hand he held you up, and swept across his whole body.

His body froze suddenly, and then he squatted down halfway, turning into a posture looking up at you.

You are sitting on the sofa, your eyes are a little higher than his, and you can see his astonishment in full view. He squats in front of you in an extremely obedient posture, like a well-trained big dog who is extremely obedient to his master, your heart rises There was a strange sense of accomplishment.

You can't help but say: "Call the master to come and listen?"

"Master." A deep and pleasant voice came out of Shi'er's mouth.

You glanced at him in surprise, the anger in his eyes made you feel elated.

"Good boy." You smiled and stretched out your hand to touch his face.

The temperature on his face was magnified and became like a blazing flame. You were burned, your fingers curled up, and you retracted your hand without a trace.

You didn't unlock the effect of the double curse immediately, anyway, the sequelae have already taken effect, and it won't make any difference to you if you extend it for a while.

If you think about it carefully, even during the time when you were taking care of him, Shi Er's obedience was limited to a certain range.

It is not often that you are completely in charge.

How about not having fun.

You smiled and asked: "How about calling Mr. Fu Hei? Let him see what you look like now?"

Although I don't know what kind of relationship he has with Fu Heihui, but your words have immediate effect, his eyes turned into a volcano about to erupt, and his expression was extremely distorted and frightening.

In your magnified senses, the powerful momentum is stronger than a hurricane, and it almost shatters your thinking.

You thought for a moment, and suddenly felt lucky. If you hadn't awakened him with magic power and had a certain degree of restraint on him, you might not be able to suppress him now.

Under his murderous aim, even a double spell cannot give you a sense of security.

But you can't unlock the spell in this way, it will be even more detrimental to you.

After thinking quietly for a moment, Shi'er, who was half squatting in front of you, has fierce eyes as if he wants to kill you. From your angle, you can have a panoramic view of his whole body. Even if his vigorous body is restrained, he is dormant. Leopards in the jungle, not really harmless critters.

But the way he looks up at you doesn't look like a carnivore hunting, but begging for your mercy.

There is a sudden movement in your heart.

You whispered, "please me."

Shi Er's body froze, and a manic and ferocious sense of resistance came from him, almost breaking free from your spell, and you quickly added: "Don't resist!"

"Shir, please please me!"

The two curses went down, and the murderous intent from him was wiped out.

He stood up suddenly.

Your heart tightens.

You stared at him without blinking, and he bent down and put his hands on your side, trapping you on the sofa.

He moved slowly and didn't show any aggressiveness, but his strong body seemed to turn into a cage, trapping you firmly.

You can't help but hold your breath when his face is close to him.

His eyes are still so fierce, wishing to tear you to pieces, but his movements are extremely gentle.

He opened his lips slightly, and kissed the corner of your eyes tenderly.

How come... You blinked blankly, and saw the same disbelief in his eyes, mixed with a sudden realization.

No matter what kind of turmoil he created in his heart, his body still gently comforts you, his hot tongue brushes from the corner of your eyes, runs down your cheeks, and licks dry the wet tears on your face net.

The volcano in his eyes finally erupted, and the dry and hot breath poured on your face like magma, your cheeks heated up rapidly, and your breathing became a little heavier.

There is a sudden pain in your mouth.

His scar rubbed against your lips, under the magnification of the senses, the slightly sunken place of the scar made you feel extremely smooth, you suddenly raised your hands, even though you knew he couldn't resist, your fingers still grabbed into his in the hair.

You fixed his head, raised your face, and kissed the scar on the corner of his lips.

His breath fell, and then disappeared as if the thread had been cut.

The sense of crisis coming from him made you shudder all over, you bit his upper lip, and met his gloomy gaze that seemed to have been similar before, and the burning flame inside made you flinch involuntarily.

It would be great if there was no such negative effect... You put your lips against the corner of his mouth, then let go of him and whispered, "Get out."

Shir's eyes widened for a moment.

The sense of resistance was transmitted from him again, you pretended not to know anything, and repeated to him mercilessly: "Go and guard the door."

"Don't let anyone in."

Shi'er clenched his teeth, his eyes were fierce as if he wanted to devour you alive, but no matter how much he didn't want to leave, his body still walked out under the influence of the spell.

The sound of the door closing heavily cut off his extremely suppressed breath, you let out a deep breath, and retracted your body into the sofa again.

The mantra power you had just accumulated was exhausted again, and even your consciousness became depressed. Your eyelids became heavier and heavier, and you couldn't help but close your eyes and fell asleep.

Drowsy, you hear someone calling your name.

"Leo?"

His voice was amplified to distort, like a drum beat in your ears, you couldn't help covering your ears with your hands.

The man clicked his tongue, rubbed his rough fingers against your face, took your hand away with the other hand, pinched your earlobe, and twisted it with interest.

"Go away..." you yelled in pain.

You heard the man smile and tease you more vigorously. His fingers moved from your cheek to your chin, lifted your collar, and pressed the back of your neck gently through the bandage.

Your resisting hand was suppressed by him, his fingers untied your collar, poked in from your neckline, kneaded your shoulder wantonly, and caressed your collarbone.

The rough calluses on your fingertips rubbed against your skin, bursts of pain stimulated your nerves, your consciousness was intermittent, tears fell down uncontrollably, and wet the man's hand.

He seemed to want to wipe your tears for you, but found that he couldn't wipe them clean, so he couldn't help but clicked his tongue slightly.

The tears-stained fingers tore off your clothes and rubbed against your waist. The wet feeling made you feel cold all over your body, and his breath on your shoulders was extremely hot. The feeling of ice and fire made you almost collapse .

"let me go……"

Your crying begging for mercy made him stop, and he tapped your waist with his fingers, as if thinking, but to you, it was like plucking the strings of a piano, your body trembled, and you subconsciously shrank into his arms shrunk.

He gave a low laugh.

"Is this not going to work?"

The laughing tone curled up with long breaths, as if flames were passing over your skin, and your thoughts were broken, unable to concentrate, all your attention was on his side, you grabbed his hand and exerted force instinctively shook his head.

I don't know if he is satisfied, but anyway, the hand on your body didn't leave, playing with you intermittently, pulling your consciousness, as if to tear you apart completely.

The next day, you open your eyes.

You feel like you had a terrible dream last night.

In the dream, you were thrown into a volcano. The volcano seemed to be conscious, manipulating the magma to roll over your body, and your body was tossed and fiddled with. However, if you recall carefully, you can’t recall the details of the dream.

You opened the door and saw Shir leaning against the door with his arms crossed.

He glanced at you sideways, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

You ask, "Did anyone come over last night?"

"No."

"Really?" You asked worriedly.

"Really not." He reassured.

"..."

He looked at you with heat in his eyes, and you unknowingly stepped back a little.

The smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious.

The scar on his unruly face suddenly became extremely sexy.

You turned your eyes elsewhere, stared at the lush trees outside the door and said: "I will release the restrictions for you now, and you can leave."

Shi Er didn't move, not even changing his posture against the wall.

"Not urgent."

His eyes flicked over your shirt buttoned to the top, and with a smile, he said leisurely: "The agreement between us hasn't expired yet."

"I don't recall an agreement between us."

"How not?"

Shi Er raised his eyebrows: "Don't you just want me to be your thug and drive away all the people around you?"

You looked up at him, and saw the extraordinary seriousness in his eyes.

He stretched out his fingers and rubbed your face, casually pinning your slightly messy hair behind your ears.

"You can rest assured," his cold pupils rejected everything, leaving only your shadow, and the voice that rang in your ear was deliberately suppressed, like a worn-out blade, rough and dangerous, " ——As long as I am still here, no one will be able to approach you in the future."