Aomiya Yaya's eyes were shining when he looked at Gojo Satoru. Everyone knew it, and Gojo Satoru also knew it.
Gojo Satoru: She definitely likes me! !
Ieiri Glass: So?
Gojo Satoru: When do you think she will confess? Will she cry if I refuse?
Ieichi Shoko: I don't know whether you will cry or not, but you will definitely be hated by everyone.
Gojo Satoru waited and waited, but did not wait for the confession from his schoolmate. He only waited for an order from the general director's office: Aomiya Yaya created a special cursed spirit and was sentenced to be a curse master. He will be arrested immediately, regardless of death or injury.
Ah, it turns out that he has never gotten to know this school girl. Gojo Satoru thought to himself as he hung up the phone.
He didn't know what Aomiya had gone through to be rated as a curser like Jie. When he found the curser junior, he only saw her squatting in a pile of unidentifiable corpses and crying.
It seemed that she noticed his arrival. It turned out that those shining eyes were full of pain, but they still lit up when they saw him.
"Why don't you ask me for help? Others will ask me for help, but you have never called me once, Yaya."
Intention: Those who love you will eventually live up to you