cat's revenge

It's rare for Gojo Satoru not to be a night owl.It's just that when he got up in the middle of the night, he found that the kitchen lights in the teacher's dormitory were still on.

So he walked in carelessly, leaning against the door frame with his arms folded: "What are you doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

Wearing an apron, Yuki turned her head, apparently hearing Gojo Satoru's footsteps early and was not frightened. The latter looked at the dessert ingredients on the table: "Ah... is this a raspberry?"

"It has been marinated in sugar water, and it will be more flavorful if it retains some acid." Yuki dipped a little bit with his fingers and put it into his mouth, and the cat ears on the top of his head pressed down in satisfaction.

"That's a lot." Gojo Satoru yawned.

Although he often does things like he is three years old, he is actually a careful and sensitive person. As for his usual annoying behavior, it is completely the result of his arbitrary will.

"Well, because I made it for Natsume-kun's companions, as well as Aunt Toko and Uncle Shi." Yuki covered the disposable paper food box, turned his head to Gojo Satoru and smiled, "I...I thought about it For a long time...I think I, I still like Natsume-kun. So..."

"So you want to agree to date him?" Gojo Satoru walked to the edge of the table, picked up a piece of crystal-like fudge and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, this is delicious."

"..." Yuki listened with her packing hands, and the cat ears on the top of her head drooped because of loss.

"In my current situation, I cannot associate with Natsume-kun."

"If you look forward and look backward, you will regret it in the future." I don't know what I remembered, Gojo Satoru folded his arms and opened his mouth. His expression is not the usual silly and frivolous look, but a kind of person who has really experienced what he has lost. The attitude of solemn advice.

"So... so..." Yuki clenched her fists, "I will solve this situation, I will try my best to become a conjurer, and then become someone who can protect myself without being protected by the teacher, if at that time... I If I can still form a relationship with him, I will definitely—”

Gojo Satoru stretched out a finger, and lightly pressed Yuki's lips. Although it was a "pressing" movement, but this time, there was a layer of "infinity" between this finger and Yuki's lips.

"Yuki-chan, don't put too much pressure on yourself." He opened his hands and shrugged indifferently, "It's not a problem to rely on Dad and me wholeheartedly, and then go out with the person you like. After all, I'm' Daddy' well."

"...No, teacher, don't call yourself by such a strange name." Yuki folded her cat ears helplessly.

"Besides, I don't plan to live under the protection of the teacher forever." The girl raised her hands and made a "come on" gesture with both fists.

"But then again, did I eat the gift you made for Kishi?" When a person who had no sense of distance from him reached out to grab another fudge, he suddenly realized that he was Maybe he ate something that Yuki made for Natsume.

"No, this fudge was originally made for you, teacher. Because of your preference, I specially adjusted the recipe to make it sweeter, and added a little lemon juice to relieve the greasy..." Yuki said once Putting the sexual paper food box into the paper bag, he smiled and said, "This is the gift for Natsume-kun."

The girl picked up an iron box on the other side: "This one is for the teacher's Turkish delight."

Gojo Satoru looked at a box full of gummy candies that were as crystal as if sprinkled with fine snow, and suddenly leaned against the table, folded his arms and held his forehead with one hand, and let out bursts of low-pitched laughter.

Because he got up from the bed, he was only wearing pajama pants and a large black cotton T-shirt for sleepiness, and he didn't wear an eye mask on his face, and his hair was loose, making him look lazy and homely. It looks baggy.

"Yuki-chan, if you continue like this, you will attract strange rotten peach blossoms." He reached out and snatched the iron box containing the fudge from Yuki's hand: "I'll eat this."

"Ah! It's night now. Don't eat so much sugar, hurry up and brush your teeth again!"

"Yuki-chan, you look like your mother."

"Isn't it because you are too childish? Put it down quickly! Only children hide sugar under the quilt! Sprinkling powdered sugar will stain the quilt!"

——No matter how many times, I can't help but think, how did this person survive until now?

Because I came to Tokyo for fun, Natsume Takashi and his classmates will leave Tokyo the next day. There is no direct bus to the Shinkansen at the high school, so Yuki hurried to catch up, and finally took the car of Nanami Jianren , so as not to miss the shift that Natsume and the others left.

A boy named Takashi Natsume was carrying a travel bag and stood at the outermost edge of the platform. The wind was blowing his light yellow hair, and he just stood quietly as if he was waiting for something.

"Natsume, hurry up, the shift is coming soon..." the classmate behind him shouted to him.

"Ah... I see." The boy took a step forward, turned back three times, stepped into the Shinkansen gate, and finally turned back reluctantly, only to see a petite figure carrying several paper bags, Panting and running towards him, the girl ran up to him and stuffed everything in her arms to him.

"This one is for the Fujiwara couple, this one is for you, and some of the same color are for the classmates... and this one is for Mr. Kitty..." Yuki panted, and her eyes fell on the display showing the time on the notice board.

"Natsume-kun." Yuki raised his eyes, and saw the still gentle eyes of a boy who was much taller than in junior high school.

"Wait, the car is driving fast, don't stand here!" The security guard shouted at Yuki.

Yuki subconsciously took a step back, and suddenly shouted to Natsume in the carriage: "I'm sorry, I can't give you an answer yet...but, but... please give me three years, I will work hard, work hard, try harder--"

"If Natsume-kun is still willing to form a relationship with me after three years, then... let's meet at the place where we first met!"

Because yelling these words seemed to use up all the strength in the girl's body, every breath made her already beautiful eyes shine with the crystal clearness of the autumn sun.

After she finished yelling, she saw the young man in the car door put his hands around his mouth and "yelled" at her:

——It's an appointment.

Natsume Takashi showed a refreshing smile, and the departing Shinkansen brought wind, which stirred the girl's long hair.

It wasn't until the girl's petite figure could no longer be seen that the boy held the pile of paper bags and sat on his seat. Tanuma next to him asked, "Are you okay?"

Holding the pink paper bag that belonged to him, the boy showed a shy smile: "Yes." I'm fine.

Others did it farther away, so Teacher Cat poked his head out of Natsume's travel bag: "You idiot, don't blame me for not reminding you, that child is not an existence that can be married, and you will definitely cry a lot in the future loudly."

"...Even so, it doesn't matter." Natsume opened the blue bag on one side, and sent the cat Daifuku in front of Mr. Cat, "Ms. Cat hasn't tasted Yuki's craft, right? It's delicious."

The Shinkansen is gradually moving into the distance.

Yuki stood there staring blankly for a while, then remembered that Qihai was still waiting in the parking area, and hurried back in a hurry.

The latter glanced at Yuki who had red eyes, and drove her back without asking a word very considerately.

When Yuki returned to the high school, he saw Gojo Satoru reading a document.

"Hey, Yuki-chan, are you back? I want to eat croquettes tonight." Gojo Satoru mumbled to Yuki with a piece of jelly in his mouth, and flicked the information in his hand.

"Understood." Yuki pointed to the information with the words "Top Secret" written on it, and said with a blank expression, "What is this?"

"Hmm...a boring thing made by a group of old men who know how to use the death penalty to solve their problems." Wujo Wu shrugged. In short, I have to pick up this person first to prevent him from being attacked or killed, Yuki-chan, you should stay in the high school and train with the pandas and others during this time."

"Okay. How long will you be away on business, sir?" Yuki asked subconsciously.

"Haha, will you miss me after a long business trip?" Gojo Satoru let out a refreshing laugh.

"...Not at all." Yuki made a face.

"What's the matter, Yuki-chan, Dad is going on a business trip, why don't you come give Dad a hug?" Gojo Satoru said coquettishly in that very childish kindergarten language and tone.

"..."

This person is really good at beating snakes and acting like a baby on a stick.

"However, it's just a two-day trip to Sendai. After all..." Gojo Satoru lowered his voice slightly, "It's a 'super class' rating. I can't take Yuki and you into consideration, so I won't take you this time. Stay inside the college and don’t go anywhere.”

"Well, the weather is starting to get colder. I know." Yuki smiled, "Teacher has worked hard too, I wish you all the best..."

The young man who was so tenderly instructed paused for a moment, and then let out a long sigh: "So I say you—"

Yuki tilted his head in doubt: "What's wrong with me?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm the strongest, how can I not go well." Gojo Satoru stood up, and patted Yuki on the head with the information in his hand, "I'm going first."

"Oh? Wait, don't you need to prepare luggage? Wait? Teacher?"

"Leave that kind of thing to Yidizhi to prepare!"

"Don't use the supervisor as a nanny!"

-

On the afternoon when Gojo Satoru left.

Yuki Kuruka received an unsigned multimedia message.

"If you want him to live safely, don't tell anyone, come out and see me."

- Attached is.

Takashi Natsume passed out after his mouth was tied with a handkerchief.

A snap.

The phone's glass screensaver shattered into spider webs when the phone fell to the ground.