I planted little spray mushrooms at 5:20 and dominated the magic world at 13:14

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Chapter 151

Gojo Satoru subconsciously reached out to him, but suddenly realized that this made him look like a loser. He held his outstretched hand in the air for a few seconds before retracting it, rejecting the hug.

"Don't think you can fool me like this." He muttered, "I'm still angry. You didn't explain the matter of Sukuna clearly..."

Although he said that, he was completely like a cat that was coaxed but unwilling to admit it directly, very proud.

Gen Shuyue took the initiative to walk towards him, put her arms around his neck, sat in his arms, and put her head against his chin.

It was obvious that the man's shoulder and back muscles suddenly tensed up.

"..." Gojo Satoru's eyes drifted, and the corners of his lips curled up, "I said no, why are you so unrestrained."

Gen Shuyue: "Okay, then I'll leave."

Two seconds later.

He tried to get up, but he didn't move at all.

Genshuzuki: "... Stop pinching my waist, please. It hurts." Gojo

Satoru: "Hmph."

He was restrained again, like a child holding onto a favorite toy and refusing to let go. His body size was nothing like a child's, with long arms and legs, entangled like an octopus's tentacles.

Rain began to fall in the courtyard, and the leaves were covered with lush green. The lights were not on in the room, and the shoji door and wooden floor formed a picture frame. The near and far scenes were clearly distinguished by light and shadow, and the stepping stone changed from light gray to dark gray.

"How did you defeat Ryoumen Sukuna?" he asked, "Is it your domain?"

"Yeah."

"Didn't you say that your domain is your courtyard?"

"Don't you know I'm a liar?"

"Is it a liar?"

"Sorry. I won't do it again."

"...Really?"

"Really."

"..." Gojo Satoru muttered, "I don't believe you. You've lied to me too many times."

Genshuzuki smiled, but had no way to refute.

He closed his arms again and warned with a sour tone: "So I will never let you go. Tomorrow, move all your cats and mushrooms here and live here from now on. It's useless to say more sweet words. You are too good at this. You are not sincere. You can easily make me happy. Seeing others dizzy and crazy about you, you are very proud, right?"

Perhaps because he is good at rhetoric, the implication of his words is always over-interpreted and misinterpreted.

Where is the rhetoric, where is the sincerity, he can't believe it.