What's the problem with playing the summoning system in the game?

25-26

☆ 25. “I want to see you”

"I want to see you."

Seeing the title of the book, Gojo Satoru quickly closed the box as if he had been burned.

Perhaps because of too much force, the wooden gift box made a snapping sound, and the curious little black curse spirit immediately came over and asked, "What is it?"

"Nothing," Gojo Satoru glared at her with an unhappy look, "You ask Why?"

After disappearing without a word for a week, Gojo Satoru thought something had happened to her and had been worried for so long, but when

his eyes caught sight of the strawberry cake on the table, Gojo Satoru's face darkened again.

"Show me, show me."

The little curse spirit was still beside him and said reluctantly, its little tentacles flying everywhere, wrapping around his neck affectionately, and rubbing against his face.

Gojo Satoru's expression did not improve at all, but became even worse.

Such a matter-of-fact tone and intimate gestures - did she really think she had a good relationship with him? Have they known each other for a long time?

She left without saying a word and came back without even an explanation. The more Gojo Satoru thought about it, the angrier he became. He shook off her little tentacles, walked to the table and picked up the piece of cake.

Sliced ​​strawberries are placed on top of the cream. The aroma of the cake and the sweetness of the strawberries blend together, making people want to try it themselves.

Gojo Satoru wanted to throw away the cake. He raised his hand, but when he saw the traces on it, he suddenly stopped.

The slightly dented area looked like a fingerprint, and it didn't look big at all. One couldn't help but wonder if it was left by a child.

Gojo Satoru paused for a moment. The more he looked at the cake, the more he felt it was an eyesore. However, he still couldn't help but put his finger over it.

Put your index finger on the slightly sunken area, and it looks like... almost a perfect match! ! ! !

Gojo Satoru:——! ! ! !

It was really left by another kid! ! !

He's still a kid about the same age as him! ! ! ! !

This guy! ! ! !

Gojo Satoru placed the cake heavily on the table, and a cut strawberry shook and almost fell off the cream top.

The little curse spirit said "Hey", and Gojo Satoru couldn't help but sneered when he looked at her without any guilt or guilt.

It can't be a boy, right?

It's not impossible, after all, this guy... from the first time they met, he reached out to his face with a clear purpose!

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and looked at the stupid curse spirit who was not affected at all and was still blinking his eyes, as if expecting him to praise the piece of cake.