Satoru Gojo familiarly took the guests' slippers from the entrance, then walked to the kitchen and took out milk from the refrigerator.
Miwa Chisei casually tied up his silver curly hair and looked at the tall man standing in front of the refrigerator drinking milk.
"We only have pasta at home, can I cook it for you?"
When you have a good conscience, you will occasionally be gentler to this guy.
Satoru Gojo coughed a few times, as if he was choking on milk.
"I'll do it myself, Qianxing go and have a rest--"
The words were spoken nicely, with a meaningful smile on his face. Miwa Chisei remembered that he had invited Suguru Geto, Shoko Ieiri and Satoru Gojo to have dinner at his home.
It was her first time cooking, but I heard that Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo went to the hospital for gastric lavage the next day, suspected of food poisoning.
Miwa Chisei asked Shoko Ieiri in confusion, and the gentle senior Shoko just smiled.
"Maybe they are not lucky."
Are you okay? Shoko-senpai, your voice sounds very weak too.
Miwa Chisei seems to have realized something. He has no talent in this area because cooking is difficult to eat.
And Satoru Gojo skillfully looked at Miwa Chisei's refrigerator, wondering why someone would make food into a biochemical weapon?
The two people think at different levels.
The way the bandage weirdo was cooking in the kitchen was a bit funny. Miwa Chisei leaned against the kitchen door and looked at Satoru Gojo.
Feeling her gaze, Satoru Gojo asked casually.
"Is Zenin Clan fun?"
"Not bad, I feel like Master Zenin Clan is a good person."
"The only one who can do business with the Zenin Clan is you."
After hearing this, Miwa Chisei felt a little disapproval.
"Aren't you also doing business with the Zenin Clan?"
Satoru Gojo stopped holding the kitchen knife, looked sideways at Miwa Chisei and smiled.
"Are you talking about Megumi? There is no business, I just unilaterally threatened Zenin Naobito--"
Miwa Chisei's face looked a little painful. He was truly worthy of this guy. Sure enough, he couldn't be so kind.
So Zenin Naobito finally accepted Satoru Gojo's idea, not because he thought he was a good teacher, but because he was threatened?
Really bad.
Satoru Gojo was cutting broccoli and tomatoes neatly, and pasta was being cooked in a small pot on the side. The late-night atmosphere looked very warm, but the conversation between the two Jujutsu Sorcerer was not so warm.
"I have something to tell you. In addition to Cursed Patterns on A Ming, there are Ordinary Person similar to her across the country who suffered from Counter-Curse."
Miwa Chisei pinched his sleeves with some force, Crimson Eyes was filled with haze.
"Are they all Ordinary Person?"
"Yes, and they are all in an unknown state of unconsciousness. Do you have any ideas?"
"If you just want to kill with a curse, there is no need to go to such trouble. Is the purpose to cultivate a powerful Cursed Spirit?"
Satoru Gojo was silent for a moment after listening, and then he spoke.
"Jie Cursed Spirit of Yasohachi Bridge also checked it out, and the evaluation is that it is normal Special Grade Cursed Spirit, and the strength is not even half of that of Rika."
"It's impossible to sacrifice Miwa Riona just to create that guy, right?"
Upon hearing this, the two people were stunned at the same time, and then looked at each other subconsciously.
Miwa Chisei frowned and muttered to himself.
"If so, how many were created?"
Satoru Gojo couldn't help but smile after hearing this, but that smile was full of meaning.
"Then Shoko will work overtime until he cries."
Although it is a joke, it also reflects that if an unknown number of Special Grade Cursed Spirit appears in China that can expand its field, it will definitely be a crisis for Jujutsu Society.
"But I still care about it. What does this have to do with Counter-Curse on Ordinary Person? There are too many things mixed together and I can't tell."
Miwa Chisei pressed his head with some exhaustion, but this fatigue soon turned into dizziness.
When she was staggering, she fell into a warm embrace.
"Hey, let me take you to find Shoko?"
Among Satoru Gojo's "Six Eyes", the purity of Miwa Chisei's Cursed Energy is improving, which is a positive thing, but Satoru Gojo cannot understand her state. It seems that only professional doctors can solve it.
Miwa Chisei supported Satoru Gojo's strong and strong arms, and she shook her head and looked calm.
"No need to bother Shoko-senpai. After all, this is abnormal Cursed Energy's growth. It is normal for the body to have some feedback."
Hearing this, Satoru Gojo helped Miwa Chisei to the sofa in the living room with a little force, and then he sat aside and asked curiously.
"If this kind of thing can really be done, wouldn't all Jujutsu Sorcerer's efforts become a joke?"
Miwa Chisei leaned on the sofa and cast her gaze into the deep night outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
"I'm also wondering if this is the reason why Miwa family was expelled. After all, it's very unfair to Jujutsu Sorcerer who works so hard."
The opportunistic way of offering sacrifices is really criticized.
"But to what extent can this kind of improvement be achieved?"
Hearing this, Miwa Chisei shook his head, his tone a little confused.
"It's hard to say. There is no specific record of the history of Miwa family. It probably has something to do with the caster. Miwa Riona is actually not weak. How many Cursed Spirits she can create is unknown."
"Anyway, there's more than one."
Satoru Gojo is a little concerned about those rumors. It turns out that everything is traceable. Can Miwa family change the Jujutsu destiny of a family?
No one knows what happened to Five Hundred Years Ago.
Miwa Chisei felt the silence of the man next to her, so she patted his shoulder funny.
"Satoru, the water seems to be boiling dry--"
I have heard the crackling sound. When did this guy become so slow?
But Satoru Gojo ignored Miwa Chisei's words, and he smiled at people a little bit shamelessly.
"No matter what, we will solve it. After all, Jay and I - and you Qianxing, we are the strongest."
The moonlight shines on the Silver Hair, and the extremely light color sways the magnificence that does not belong to this world.
Satoru Gojo will always give Miwa Chisei a feeling of peace of mind, which is not only the pinnacle of strength, but also a kind of psychological strength and ideological achievements.
Not throbbing is false, and too much throbbing is too unreal.
Miwa Chisei smiled and responded with a joke.
"I don't want to join you - the pot is going to burn through the fool."
"Ah, I mean I forgot something~"
So the two of them had takeout that night, and Satoru Gojo was blackmailed into claiming a cooking pot the next day.