Chapter 37

"So, this cursed spirit is actually a dragon?" Fenghaya Rin poked the curse core in the boy's hand curiously, "Does it have wings or is it long?"

Gojo Satoru put his arm around the girl's shoulders and said with a smile, "It's long."

"Super cool!" Xiayou Jie recalled the moment he witnessed the rainbow dragon, as if Xiaozhi met Pikachu and felt the bond of fate.

"This guy keeps talking about bonds and fate, so chuuni." Gojo Satoru complained to the girl.

Jiairi Naoko couldn't help laughing beside him.

Xiayou Jie retorted bluntly: "Satoru, when you shouted to believe in the light, weren't you chuuni?"

Gojo Satoru looked panicked and quickly argued: "What do you mean by believe in the light? I'm not that naive, okay? Rin, you just listened to his nonsense, it's slander!"

Fenghaya Rin pushed his furry head away and exposed him mercilessly: "Satoru, I was there too."

Isn't this what happened when they were playing games in the room last time?

Gojo Satoru asked pretentiously: "Does Rin think I'm childish too?"

"Very cute." Rin Kazehaya curved her eyes.

Hearing her answer, Gojo Satoru grinned and said sweetly: "Of course Satoru-chan is the cutest~"

Geto Summer looked at Ieiri Shoko.

Ieiri Shoko bit the candy and said calmly: "Just a stupid couple." Geto

Summer pondered for a while and found a blind spot: "That's not right, these two people didn't confess at all?"

"Then leave it to me." Rin Kazehaya dodged someone's head that was leaning over intimately, and signaled Geto Summer to throw the curse core into the box, and asked casually: "Specify the flavor or whatever?" Geto

Summer: "Whatever, I'm not picky, but there's one thing, don't let Satoru interfere!"

He didn't have a particular favorite flavor, anyway, the flavors made by Rin were much more delicious than the curse spirit itself.

But if Satoru interfered, it would be an exception, this guy was full of bad ideas.

For example, last time, a bunch of dessert-like curse cores concealed a devilish spicy taste. That day, the few drinks in the school vending machines were all emptied.

"Jay, are you saying bad things about me?" Gojo Satoru came over, his sunglasses sliding down half an inch along his tall nose, revealing his eyes shining with cunning light. Geto

Summer Oil: "It's not bad words, it's the truth."

Gojo Satoru snorted from his nose, and his arm suddenly strangled his best friend's neck and pressed down hard. Geto

Summer Oil held down his arm, and it seemed that he was going to give him a shoulder throw.

"I can't control it." Kazehaya Rin shrugged, "You can discuss it among yourselves and then come to me."

The two DKs heard this and walked to the training ground, kicking each other and punching each other, and it seemed that they were going to use force to decide the taste.

At night, Gojo Satoru sat on the sofa and played Kazehaya Rin's game console like an uncle, his fingertips dancing on the Switch, without any self-awareness that should be in the girls' dormitory.

Feng Hayashi glanced at her phone, the Line dialog box was still blank. She raised her foot and kicked the leg of someone hanging on the coffee table: "What flavor?"

"Sour." Gojo Satoru said maliciously: "BBB devil's strong acid."

The British specialty candy that no one is said to be able to survive for 15 seconds?

Feng Hayashi took a look at the curse core and decided to support the male mother: "I think Jie is good, so the curse..."

Before she finished her sentence, she was interrupted by Gojo Cat who jumped up and got angry: "What? Jie is not good, he looks like the kind of pervert who would sneakily wear women's clothes at night! And it must be the kind of black stockings hot girl outfit!"

Looking at his indignant look, Feng Hayashi silently complained in her heart: "Are you sure you are not talking about yourself?"

The girl's indifference made Gojo Satoru anxious, and he began to criticize her crazily: "Look at how weird Jie's bangs are, you can tell at a glance that he has no taste, and his eyes are so small, and he is not as handsome as me, unlike me, I am the future of the Gojo family The head of the Gojo family, super rich, invincibly handsome, the strongest sorcerer..."

Feng Haya Rin: "Does Jie know that you are attacking him personally?"

Gojo Satoru said confidently: "Isn't what I said the truth? And Rin, did you hear the second half clearly?"

Feng Haya Rin read: "Listen carefully, the future head of the Gojo family, the strongest sorcerer in the future, a top-notch handsome guy with both beauty and strength."

Gojo Satoru's beautiful blue eyes burst into dazzling light, and the whole person asked in high spirits: "Then what?"

Feng Haya Rin spread her hands and said calmly: "I don't have a desire to possess other people's money, thank you."

She usually only has a desire to possess her own balance, so showing off her wealth can't hurt her at all.

In terms of strength, she and Gojo Satoru are not on the same track.

"The wife of the Gojo family can also control the Gojo family's property. Just leave some pocket money for me to buy some desserts." Gojo Satoru suddenly leaned forward and gestured with his thumb and index finger about two centimeters long. His breathtaking blue eyes sparkled: "Besides, I don't smoke or drink, and I don't have any bad habits at all."

The red ear tips looming under someone's fluffy white hair looked like a big cat holding a cat tag waiting for someone to claim it.

Gojo Satoru was super nervous and licked his lips uncomfortably, staring at the girl with his blue eyes.

Feng Hayarin tapped his fingers on the table a few times and asked faintly: "Do you want to go on a blind date?"

After saying these words, she almost thought that this person was introduced by a matchmaker for a blind date. What's more, this guy has never confessed his love. Do big families skip the confession of love and get married directly?

Feng Hayarin was a little scared and remembered the question she hesitated about before.

If they break up at that time, how can they get along? After all, there are only four people in a period, and if nothing unexpected happens, they will have to get along for at least four years.

Tsk, what a hassle.

Didn't he say enough?

Gojo Satoru stared at the girl's expression for a while, and all the tension and excitement in his heart faded away.

He pulled the girl's hair and said with an unhappy face: "I'm angry!"

"......Ah?" Feng Haya Rin subconsciously thought about how to comfort the cat.

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong. Why did she have to coax this guy all the time? She is the girl, okay?

She lowered her eyes and walked aside to continue doing her own thing.

Why didn't she coax herself? Gojo Satoru widened his cat eyes.

How could she not care at all? He was angry? Is this what it means to not cherish it after getting it?

When Gojo Satoru was planning to have a cold war, Feng Haya Rin was completely immersed in the process of making potions. The

slow-cooking crucible was emitting white smoke, and bursts of beautiful fragrance were wafting out. The liquid that was about to flow into people's blood vessels had the kind of magical power that made people excited and confused.

When she finished boiling a pot of potion, she found that Gojo Satoru was still sitting on the sofa with a stinky face, and the whole person exuded a sense of being stepped on the tail.

With a faint sideways glance, Feng Zaolin didn't know why she felt a little unhappy.

This time, she would never coax this guy, she swore in her heart.

Gojo Satoru deliberately turned his face away when he noticed the girl stealing a glance at him, but when she lowered her head to fiddle with the potion again, his face suddenly fell even more.

Anyway, Rin hasn't started to cook yet, so it wouldn't be considered a nuisance if he hugged her.

Gojo Satoru stood up, walked over and hugged the girl's waist from behind, rubbing his furry head against her and acting coquettishly: "I'm angry."

Fenghaya Rin lowered her head and fell silent at the different lengths of the materials she had cut.

"If you ignore me, Wu-chan will be so uncomfortable that she will die!" The warm breath brushed across her neck. The six-eyed magician bit her hairband and gave her an ultimatum: "It's not too late to coax me now."

Feng Hayarin pressed down the restless head with his backhand: "Aren't you angry?"

"Yes." Gojo Satoru loosened the hairband stained with moisture and said sincerely: "I will get angry after I coax you."

Feng Hayarin was amused and asked with curved eyebrows: "Then how are you going to get angry?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a while and replied: "I will ignore you for half an hour."

"Too long, ten minutes." Feng Hayarin turned around, leaned on the table and looked up at him, bargaining.

Gojo Satoru's beautiful big eyes stared straight at the girl in his arms, and said dissatisfiedly: "Ten minutes is also a long time, one minute."

Idiot?

Who is angry? Feng Hayarin was a little amused.

"Okay, one minute." She decided on the table, then patted her hand on her waist, indicating that Gojo Satoru could go and get angry.

Gojo Satoru pretended not to hear, and rubbed his fluffy head against the girl's shoulder and neck.

After a while, Feng Haya Rin raised her hand to hold down the still moving head, and said helplessly: "Okay, you should go back to the dormitory."

Gojo Satoru blinked his beautiful big eyes and said tentatively: "I want to..."

"You don't want to." Feng Haya Rin interrupted his thoughts without hesitation.

In order to prevent the cat from playing tricks, she quickly picked up the box next to her and started to get busy.

"Are you really making Devil Acid?" She stopped at the last step and asked Gojo Satoru again.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, and just when Feng Haya Rin thought he had a change of heart, he pointed to one of the curse cores that was turned blue by Rin and said: "This is a rainbow dragon, made into Devil Acid Candy flavor."

"It's a blessing for Jie to have a close friend like you." Feng Haya Rin's mouth twitched.

This guy really doesn't leave Jie any way to survive.

Gojo Satoru hummed and said, "This is the bond between close friends."

Recalling how they usually get along, Fuzai Rin slowly realized, "Satire and stumbling blocks?"

"Of course not, Wu-chan is very kind." Gojo Satoru's fingertips entangled the girl's hair, dragging out the tail sound and urging, "Why don't we make them all that flavor~"

"If you are a kind sorcerer, there will be no bad people." Fuzai Rin complained unceremoniously and rejected Gojo Satoru's unethical suggestion.

After the curse core was processed, Gojo Satoru took it back as usual.

Under Gojo Satoru's teasing gaze, Geto Suguru successfully chose the rainbow dragon core that represented their friendship bond as the first one.

As soon as it entered his mouth, his entire throat was itchy and sour, and soon his mouth became numb.

I thought this was the end, but who knew that the sour feeling went straight to the top of my head along the nerve veins, and my teeth seemed to be not my own, and then my stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

Xia Youjie held his stomach, looked up at Hao You who was laughing wildly, and said through gritted teeth: "Sometimes you shouldn't be so obvious when you are jealous, okay? Wu."