[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

10.

—November 2009, Yokohama Chinatown Dumpling House—

He looked at the man in front of him.

If she heard correctly, this guy must have said the word "like" to her just now.

what--

With a wrinkled face, she moved the chair back a little without showing any signs, wishing to quickly distance herself from Gojo Satoru.There was no clue in the expression, and Gojo Satoru didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

I don't even know what kind of answer I can get from my confession.

The music reverberating in the store turned into an old song with a nostalgic style. It might sound like a love song, but neither Yuyuki nor Gojo Satoru understood what the lyrics meant.

Slowly, Ye Zhi put down his chopsticks.

"I said, senior Wutiao, are you mocking me on purpose?" She curled her lips and put on a disgusted look, "Because you are dissatisfied with my sloppy love, you deliberately confessed to me. One move is too...too bad."

"It's not ironic. But your phrase 'senior' strikes me as ironic."

Gojo Satoru couldn't remember how long he hadn't heard her call "Senior".The last time she was called a senior was because she begged herself to help deal with an annoying ex-boyfriend—to add, it was another ex-boyfriend from a long, long time ago when she was a student.

"This is a serious confession." He didn't forget to explain a little more.

Yezhi snorted softly, and responded dully with a long "Oh——".

"Really? I think it's fine as long as it's not sarcasm. But since it's a serious confession, then... wait, there's a phone call."

The phone on the table vibrated untimely.Yezhi had to interrupt the topic and glanced at the phone screen.

This time it wasn't an annoying ex-boyfriend who was bothering her - it was a call from her younger brother Yaesuke.Before he could pick up the phone, Gojo Satoru forcibly hung up the call.

"We're talking about business right now." He folded his hands, and the corner of his mouth raised his usual inconspicuous smile, "So it's forbidden to answer the phone."

"It's too formal to talk about business at the dumpling shop."

Yezhi said it as if he was disgusted, but he still took his mind off his brother's call.She put away her mobile phone, leaned back slightly, and leaned her back against the back of the seat.

I have to say, this position is really not comfortable at all.The back of the wooden chair was so hard that it hurt her bones.

But the point now isn't whether the chair is hard or not—it's that she's been confessed.

If it had been another man who had said it, she might have said yes by now.But it was Wujo Satoru who said the word "like" to her, so she had to think about it.

But no matter how much he didn't think about it, he didn't think that a person like Gojo Satoru would like him.

After thinking for a long time, I can only think of one possibility——

"You can't see my face, are you?" She covered her mouth lightly, and exclaimed on purpose, "I really didn't expect the genius of the Wujo family to have such a mortal side. Wow——I I think I can finally surpass you in some places."

She tilted her head and suddenly laughed.

"After all, I'm not the kind of superficial guy who only cares about other people's looks."

It was inexplicable that his self-satisfaction came about, Gojo Satoru mercilessly pierced through this complacency immediately: "I seem to have heard someone say just now that if the person to confess to is too ugly, then no matter what, he must be hard-hearted and refuse the other party. Confession."

"Really? I don't think I heard 'someone' say that."

Yes said with a smile.

As this "someone", she would not take the initiative to admit that she had lied.

"So Yae-san, your answer is—?"

"I haven't figured out how to answer."

"But when other men confess to you, you can agree instantly. Why does it change when you come to me?"

"Well...it must be because you are Gojo Satoru." Yezhi raised his body and dragged his chin with one hand, "Because it was Gojo Satoru who confessed to me, so I have to think carefully. Could you please put the blindfold on first?" Take it off? I have to look at you carefully before thinking about how to answer you."

"Ok."

Gojo Satoru shrugged, took off the blindfold, and the silver-white hair was also scattered on his forehead, but he just rubbed it randomly a few times, and didn't pay much attention to it.

Throwing the blindfold on the table casually, he propped his chin on one hand and looked at it.He obviously looks lazy, but there seems to be a smile hidden in his eyes.Yezhi lowered his head and staggered his gaze.

"This blindfold is uglier than the sunglasses you used to wear," she said relentlessly. "At least the sunglasses can make you look like a blind artist. But this blindfold...is like a Ninja."

"Aren't ninjas pretty good?" Gojo Satoru raised the blindfold with his fingertips, "Ninjas are very handsome."

"You are the most handsome without wearing it. Can you have a little self-consciousness?"

Gojo Satoru snorted lightly, noncommittal, just looked at her.

He has shown all his patience.

In the face of such sincere patience, it seems a little bad not to answer.After thinking about it, he said:

"Then give you a test. If you pass, I agree with your confession."

"You said."

"This test will involve my dog."

"When did you get a dog? You didn't tell me. What's its name?"

"Adopted last month. His name is Cheetos."

11.

—January 2018, low-rent apartment in Katsushika Ward, Tokyo—

"Kido... come here."

The moment he said those words, he woke up.

She had a dream—a dream about her dog.

The dream was a bit real, so she accidentally forgot that her dog had passed away at the end of last year.But it doesn't matter if you forget, because she has woken up now.

I also remembered the fact that I was the only one alive in this dilapidated and cheap house.

Even though she knew it all too well, she couldn't help feeling sad.However, it was limited to being sad, and she couldn't do anything else.

He struggled to get up from the plank bed, picked up the crutch placed beside the bed, and slowly walked out of the room, only to notice that the photo frame placed on the small table in the entrance had been rearranged.

Before that, she had been laying the picture frame flat on the table.This is of course to prevent myself from seeing the photos in it.But now it's standing up again.No matter how you think about it, this can only be Gojo Satoru's masterpiece.

And between the glass of the photo frame and the group photo of Wujo Satoru and Qido placed in it, there is a piece of post-it note with something written on it.

——"I guess you have forgotten what my phone number is, so I kindly leave the number for you again"

Followed by a series of numbers, and an ugly smiling face drawn by hand.

Don't think about it, this must be Gojo Satoru's masterpiece.

I want to laugh.He smiled, but felt a little annoyed.

I really want to take out this post-it note and tear it into pieces.But she has only one hand, and in this hand she holds a cane.That means she can't do anything.

So she could only laugh at the note that Gojo Satoru left in her heart.

Who said she forgot his number!

The author has something to say: Teacher Wutiao in the second episode is also very beautiful! !The Wutiao teacher in the third episode will definitely be more beautiful! ! !

Although the highlight of the mouth is a bit confusing, it is really astringent! ! ! !

It is because Mr. Wujo is so beautiful that I specially updated it (