Enchantment high degree favor...

By Spinfoxie

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Author: Haruhi Yucha Alternate Title: 咒术高专好感度获取日志 Summary: You swear that the original intention of enter... More

Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log
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By Spinfoxie


    Although Xia Youjie said so, we didn't get to see the movie the next day.

    I don't even know exactly when he left that night, it was like a delusion I was half-awake.

    Xia Youjie has suddenly become very busy since that day, coming and going in a hurry.

    In two full weeks, I only saw him twice in high school.

    One time, Xia Youjie even left me a hurried back. He seemed to be too tired or focused on something else, and he didn't even notice that I was standing not far away.

    Another time I met him face to face - Xia Youjie's expression was cold and solemn, anger and anger were entangled in his eyebrows, as if he had changed a person, his face was pale, and his eyes were blue.

    "Why haven't you slept so late?" His tone was very calm, as if everything was business as usual. If it weren't for the smell of blood that couldn't be ignored, I would almost believe that he just happened to have a heavy task.

    "Where have you been?" I took two steps and stared suspiciously at his black uniform, trying to analyze the owner of the blood.

    "Ah, mission." Xia Youjie stepped back uncomfortably.

    But what mission would have so much blood? Obviously the curse spirit will not bleed.

    I wanted to ask clearly, but looking at his tired face, I didn't want to be aggressive, so I just pursed my lips and asked him.

    "When did you watch the movie you mentioned last time?"

    Xia Youjie was stunned, as if he didn't expect that I would suddenly mention this.

    His face changed several times, and at a certain moment, I even suspected that he was about to tell me the truth directly, but he didn't.

    But when I walked in, he didn't step back, but lowered his head and looked into my eyes gently.

    "It will be a while."

    "How long is a period of time?" I asked, frowning.

    "Soon, I promise." He gently brushed my forehead, leaving a series of shudders—Xia Youjie didn't know where he had gone before, and his fingers were as cold as ice.

    I nodded in a muffled voice: "I'll wait for you for a week at most, it won't be until the expiration date."

    Xia Youjie couldn't help laughing, he nodded, withdrew his hand, and walked back into the night.

    "Be safe," he told me.

    "You have to pay attention to safety." I whispered softly.

    Then this guy really continued to disappear, and the dragon saw its head and its tail every day.

    From that day on, I never saw him in the high school for the third time, and I couldn't get any answer from the principal of the Noctuid moth. I was a little depressed and offered to take up the task, but was rejected by the chief nocturnal moth. .

    ——“Your application for the level of the sorcerer has not been approved yet, and I will not assign you a task for the time being.”

    That’s how Mr. Night Moth sent me.

    I was angrily lying on Glass's desk, unbelievable: "I actually asked for a mission and was rejected!"

    Before Glass could comfort me, Wujo Satoru, who was leaning on the table, laughed the loudest.

    I was so angry that I wanted to kick him: "Don't you have a mission? Why are you so idle?"

    "I have a mission." Gojo Satoru retorted.

    "What?" He was hanging around me all day, so how could he have time for tasks.

    "Isn't it a task to protect you?" Gojo Satoru said confidently.

    Me: "..."

    Can this person be serious once? Do I still need protection? He is more valuable to protect the knotweed and Fu Hei than to protect me.

    I figured he was talking nonsense.

    But Gojo Satoru acted as if he was really protecting me. Even if I just went to the convenience store near the high school to buy a cup of oden, he would definitely follow me.

    "Come here." I beckoned to him.

    Gojo Satoru brought his head closer with a smile.

    I opened my palm to him, and inside was a grape-flavored candy.

    "Here, then what are you going to do? I'm going to make up for sleep."

    Wutiao Wu hugged his arms: "No, I promised someone that I would never leave."

    I rolled my eyes: "Wu Sauce, But I'm going to change my pajamas!"

    "You change."

    "Hey!"

    Before I got angry, Gojo Satoru shrugged, reached out and took the candy from my palm, and fed the lavender candy to my lips. , just smiled and held me.

    "Okay, call me if you have something, I'll be right next door."

    "Hurry up and go."

    Gojo Satoru let go of his hand and left from the window.

    ——All I can say about this is that the love of jumping out of windows is really contagious.

    The quality of my sleep has always been good, and I can usually sleep until the next morning without special circumstances, but today I woke up in the middle of the night.

    Staring at the position outside the window, I frowned, took out my knife from the bag of curse tools beside the bed, opened the window carefully, and was about to stick my head out.

    "Hey, I'm very vigilant this time."

    Gojo Satoru's voice almost came from my ear.

    I was so frightened that I took two steps back.

    "What are you doing!" If I hadn't known this guy long enough, I would have thought he was a pervert.

    Well, it's almost the same now.

    Gojo Satoru looked very comfortable, and he took the blindfold back back leisurely.

    "I said I'm on a mission?"

    "...What task needs to appear outside someone else's window in the middle of the night, it sounds really strange."

    Maybe it was because my eyes were too suspicious, Gojo Satoru seemed a little wronged.

    "It was obviously the coolest mission that Jie took away, damn..."

    I looked at him for no apparent reason, and glanced left and right.

    "Huh? That one over there is..." I seemed to have a dark shadow in the corner, like a fallen person.

    Gojo Satoru turned sideways to block my vision: "You read it wrong."

    "Mingming..." I struggled.

    But he refused to say more: "My mission is to prevent some people from jumping over the wall."

    "And your mission," Gojo Satoru pushed me on the shoulder, motioning me to hurry back to the room.

    "Just go back to sleep, hurry up and hurry up."

    I looked at him speechlessly for two seconds, put down the knife and went back to the bedroom.

    Forget it, no matter what they are doing, it won't hurt me, so don't waste brain cells.

    Fortunately, this situation lasted for about three more days, and one day Gojo Satoru suddenly told me with a relaxed expression that the task was almost completed.

    "But there is still a little finishing work. I have to rush over there. Jie probably won't be able to do it alone."

    "Remember to attend the celebration banquet." That

    's what he told me.

    Although I don't know what Qing's skills are, I don't know what's going on. I suddenly remembered the tired look on Xia Youjie's face, and suggested that we should go to the movies.

    Gojo Satoru had no objection to this.

    "But that movie was released ten years ago..." It is estimated that it is difficult to find a movie theater that is still showing.

    The rich and powerful young master Wutiao sneered, saying that this is the last thing to worry about.

    Me: . . . okay.

    So that day, I was watching TV dramas in Glass’s office as usual, and Glass was treating people next door. Just when I was watching, the long-disappeared system suddenly came online.

    [Wow, where have you been, why didn't you tell me about the update package before, they suddenly regained their memory, scaring me...]

    [Host] The system suddenly interrupted me.

    I don't know what's going on, my heart shuddered, and I closed my mouth subconsciously.

    [I'm here to say goodbye to you]

    ...What? I blinked in confusion.

    "What happened? Is there something wrong? Or is there something wrong with the previous update?" I was so shocked that I couldn't help shouting it out in real life.

    [Host, don't be nervous] The voice of the system is more like a real person than before, not just a cold AI product.

    【Only one circumstance, I will take the initiative to leave the host】

    【What? ]

    [My source of energy, the willpower that kept me here has disappeared]

    [The moment the mission is successful, that's when I leave this world]

    [You don't even know what the specific mission is? 】I couldn't help but ask.

    [Who knows, but just now, I clearly felt that the mission has been completed]

    [I'm leaving, but don't worry, maybe we won't meet again at a certain time interval]

    [Goodbye, host]

    【Sincerely wish you a happy ending】

    ——This is the last sentence left by the system to me.

    "Qiannai? Qiannai!"

    I suddenly came back to my senses and found that the evening sunset had already covered the entire room.

    "Ah, I lost my mind." I shook my head and gave her a smile.

    But Nizi touched my face nervously: "Is it uncomfortable?"

    "No." I suddenly wanted to cry, but I just hugged her arm and hid my face in her shoulder.

    Nitro patted my back lightly, didn't ask me the reason for my gaffe, and sat quietly with me for a long time.

    After a while, I recovered and sniffed in embarrassment.

    "Why haven't the two of them come back yet? Is the movie about to start?"

    Glass took my hand: "Let's go, let's go to the cinema and wait for them." The

    movie was scheduled for half past seven, but Glass and I waited until almost eight There was no sign of the two of them.

    "Excessive, if they dare to let me pigeons, they will die." I leaned on Nitro's shoulder and stared at the phone.

    "...We can also go in directly, anyway, it's already reserved."

    I clenched my phone, let it go, let go and shook my head: "Wait.

    " Xia Youjie still did not appear.

    "Eh... what a tragedy." I couldn't help but read the spoiler.

    Nitro was next to me to watch the movie review with me. Because it is an old movie, there are quite a lot of online analyses. She pointed to the last paragraph of the post and said to me.

    "It's not a tragedy, you see, in the easter egg at the end of the film, the actor finally found a love letter in his diary, and they exchanged hearts."

    I held my face and drank the last sip of Coke.

    "...Yeah, I saw it ten years later, ten years later, it would have been a match for someone else."

    "As long as he takes the initiative to find that girl, he will not miss it, no matter how many ten years, even if his memory is broken, but Love doesn't break."

    "But does the hero still have the courage to find the heroine? It's been so long, even if he doesn't change, the heroine might have changed long ago?

    " He turned his head suddenly.

    After seeing the people walking towards here, I instantly forgot the hero and heroine in the movie.

    I jumped up excitedly, and I waved to Gojo Go and Xia Youjie not far away.

    "Here!"

    So the two worlds converged.

    ——[Sincerely wish you a happy ending]

    ——[It is a happy ending for everyone]


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