5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

Qihai built people.

Isn't it the gentleman who ranks high in the "List of Men Most Want to Marry" and "List of Men Most Want to Fall in Love with"?

In the world of sorcery where there are so many strange things, it is indeed outstanding in a sense that it can receive overwhelming praise.It's impossible to say I'm not curious.

"He worked in the company in a serious way before, and he is a reliable and serious guy." Gojo Satoru introduced: "In short, you can leave it to him with confidence."

The high evaluation given by Gojo Satoru made me look forward to "Seven Seas Builders" a little bit more.

"I understand, I'll wait for him here." After speaking, I felt strange again, and I asked him, "Why is Mr. Gojo and Senior Yijizhi together?"

"I also have various tasks to deal with here." Gojo Satoru said as a matter of course, "Next, I will deal with extracurricular internships with Yi Dizhi."

"Extracurricular practice? Didn't Senior Ijichi go to Yokohama today to deal with the case of falling from a building?"

"Anyway, if you're going to Yokohama, why don't you help me bring some students to do an extracurricular practice together. There happens to be a spiritual place nearby that is suitable for practicing hands. It's a pity to waste it like this."

Gojo Satoru's use of the assistant supervisor, no, it should be said that he was so handy to use senior Yijichi, the young man on the other end of the phone seemed to be complaining, "It's true—all kinds of jobs are very difficult. It’s piled up on my head, doesn’t it mean that people don’t even have a chance to be lazy?”

I faintly heard Maki's voice: "You are talking about being lazy, can you still be a teacher like this?"

"Even so, you are a respected teacher~"

After Gojo Satoru responded heartily to his students, he turned to say goodbye to me in a calm tone——

"In the end, don't force yourself."

Once he didn't speak in a brisk and hearty tone, the heaviness in his voice made his voice drop down, and it became a kind of down-to-earth existence that could be close to me.

"I know."

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The feeling of waiting alone at the scene is not very good. Officer Sato has already turned back to report to work, and I am still waiting here.Standing outside the guardrail and looking at the bloodstains left by the scene, the cool wind blows through my brain that has been empty, and the chill comes out from the soles of my feet again.

I maintained this gazing position for about a quarter of an hour. When my calf felt stiff, I heard a greeting from the side.

"Hello." The familiar voice made my heart tremble for no reason, and the subtle and ominous premonition made me turn my head away.

Among the scattered staff cleaning up the scene, stood a gentleman in a light-colored suit with glasses, and those sunglasses shimmered in the cold light.He moved his hands together and pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, as if he was waiting for my reply.

Isn't this the gentleman who bought the gift with me?

"Hello, may I ask who you are..."

Is there such a ridiculous coincidence in this world?

"Qihai Jianren." He announced his family name, and he didn't show any abnormality when he met me. It seemed that I was the only one who seemed uncomfortable. He said, "Is it Miss Yizhi?"

We followed the procedure and showed each other our IDs. After seeing the IDs, the last trace of luck in my heart died.

Gojo Satoru's trustworthy junior...Mr. Nanami intends to give a gift to the senior. Combining these two things, it is not difficult to guess that the sunglasses were originally intended to be given to Gojo Satoru by Mr. Nanami, but now they are mine due to his generosity. hand.

This kind of ironic coincidence did not expect to happen to me. Fortunately, I only said that I gave it to someone I like, and did not describe his characteristics in detail. Even Nanami would not immediately think of who the object is.However, if I successfully delivered the gift, as long as Gojo Satoru puts on his sunglasses, wouldn't he know immediately?But I thought about it again, if I succeed in confessing, it doesn't matter if I am found out, I have nothing to feel uncomfortable about.

Besides, Mr. Qihai seems to be the type of person who keeps his mouth shut.

My tension has dropped a little.

What's more, now is not the time to think about these things, I concentrate on my work.

I handed the Amulet to him, and Nanami told me after examining it carefully: "There are indeed traces of the curse, but it is very weak. If there is only this level of filth, it will not be a strong curse. If you hold it People will be induced to fall, and the intensity of the curse will never be limited to this point."

"I think so too...then is it possible for this garrison to put negative emotions in the holder?"

"Theoretically, it's not impossible, but in this way, the remaining power on the guard will be even stronger." He put away the guard, and it seemed that he didn't intend to return it to me, so I could only watch helplessly. Let him take it away.

I asked him, "What will Mr. Nanami do next?"

After looking at the tragic situation at the scene, he said without emotion: "Search after the curse."

When Jianren Qihai spoke, there was no strong setback. Every word fell in a comfortable and comfortable range. Listening to the notes arranged in an orderly manner in his mouth, I also felt the relief in my heart.

I said, "Is there anything I can do?"

"No." His refusal broke the tranquility I thought I had just now, and I raised my head to look at him—it was still exactly the same as before, with no change in expression, business-like, without showing too much emotion.

Qihai continued: "On the way here, I have read the documents and on-site information that Ms. Yizhi compiled and sent to Yidizhi. They are full of pictures and texts, and they are well organized. As an auxiliary supervisor, I have done my job very well."

I was taken aback.

If I understand correctly... is this a compliment to me?

I can't see anything clearly from the expression on my face...

Qi Hai didn't seem to have finished speaking, his eyes stopped on the red stain on my shirt on the chest, and said:

"Miss Yizhi is in a bad state now. I think what you need more is to rest than to continue to work hard."

"I..." I want to say that I can continue, it's not my style to just run away, but I do feel uncomfortable as he said.After inducing vomiting, my stomach is very fragile, and it even started to convulse when it was blown by the cold wind. The shirt on my chest was still stained with the blood of the deceased. If it wasn't for his sneaky glance, I would have almost forgotten it. It's a matter of looking bad to myself.

I smiled wryly in my heart—I even used this face to meet two high school students.

Nanami coolly said the following words:

"not to mention--"

"The next in-depth search work is not within the scope of the auxiliary supervision."

Although Mr. Qihai expressed every sentence based on the principle of seeking truth from facts, I still picked up his not so straightforward way of caring from it.

He didn't just say that out of good intentions, after all, it was partly true.

Force searches are not the kind of work that auxiliary supervisors are good at.

"...I see." I said, "I will trouble you next."

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When I got home, I threw the blood-stained shirt into the laundry basket. I knew I should wash it off earlier, but I was not in the mood at all. I just wanted to lie quietly and relax myself.In the flow of people, the chill can be slightly controlled by reason. Once in the alone environment, the frosty fear found the most suitable breeding ground, began to grow outward, and tried to involve me in it.

Distraught, I went to the kitchen to get a cup of hot chocolate, but I only felt nausea after I swallowed it, which made me want to vomit again.

"Speaking of..."

Gojo Satoru said to help me sell those swimsuit photos that took up space, and I can put the things that couldn't fit on the bookcase into the original photo album.I walked into the room and found that the cabinets that had taken up a lot of space were empty.

"He didn't take it to the second-hand bookstore by himself?" I muttered.

That takes courage too...

In the cabinet where the books were originally placed, there was a small envelope.

I weighed it in my hand, it was very light.

When I opened it, it turned out to be cash... not much, but it was still an income.I emptied the envelope entirely, and finally found a small note inside——

"Are you happy to receive windfall money?"

At a glance, it is Wutiao Wu's character.

but……

"Idiot, what kind of windfall is this?" I said, "Isn't it the money from selling my old books?"

I stood up, patted the ashes on the corner of my clothes, and thought to myself——he occasionally does some cute things.

Caressing the words on the note, even though it is thousands of miles away, I can clearly picture his expression in my mind, remembering the prank he yelled at the station that day, and today when I accidentally opened the canister when I was playing hide-and-seek. The treasure box full of candies had two completely different moods when picking up this precious secret treasure, but because of Gojo Satoru's traction, these two moods merged into one.

The shadows in the darkness were dispelled a little.

But I thought: Why don't you hurry up the day after tomorrow?My confession is still waiting to be executed immediately.

Holding that note, the desire to tell him how I feel has become stronger than ever.

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I slept soundly this time. When I woke up, it was already midnight. Because I went to bed too early, I didn’t notice the messages left by my seniors. I turned on my phone at three o’clock in the morning, only to know that I had to go to the city again today. A trip to the college to get work materials.Since I could drive by myself again, I quickly changed the time of the alarm clock, and then fell asleep again.

After I woke up energetically and went to the college, I met other seniors. They thought I was looking for Yidizhi, so they told me that Yidizhi hadn't come back yet.

"Yi Dizhi is probably still with the strongest." One of them said, "It is scheduled to come back today, and it seems that the time will be delayed."

"No, I just received news that they will come back tonight at the earliest. After all, they still have students with them, so they won't stay outside for too long."

The small talk was completely stopped by Qi Hai's arrival. As soon as he entered the door, the colleagues who were standing and chatting just now picked up their folders and said "Excuse me", and then left from both sides of me. In the end, only Get off the two of us.

When Qihai came in, he kept his eyes on me for two seconds. I wondered if he was still worried about my personal situation, so I quickly responded to him with a smile that could convey the message "I'm fine, I'm fine".

"Good morning." In any case, greet politely first, "Mr. Qihai is here very early."

"Good morning, Ms. Yizhi." He also nodded slightly, and explained to me: "There is still work to do, and a good arrival time can improve my work efficiency."

"That's right, so you don't have to work overtime."

"No, whether to work overtime does not depend on my personal will. It is basically dominated by external factors." He said, "I can only try my best to complete the work within my duties and reserve more time to deal with possible overtime."

Unexpectedly, our attitudes towards overtime work are very similar.

Thinking of his downplaying attitude when he asked me to go back to rest yesterday, I was also very concerned about whether his in-depth investigation by himself went well and whether he was in danger.

"By the way, Mr. Qihai, may I ask if the progress of the follow-up investigation yesterday is going well?"

He didn't answer me right away, but said: "I'm sorry." He walked to the desk, put the organized documents on it, and then took out another copy from it and handed it to me, some of which he took Road photos.

Qihai spread out the documents and said to me: "Next, I want to talk to Yizhi about this case, so Ms. Yizhi can listen to it together."

I nodded, and saw Qihai turned on her mobile phone to make a call, then pressed the speakerphone, and placed the mobile phone between the two of us.

Mr. Yizhi's voice came quickly. According to his habit, he probably fixed his mobile phone in front of him and talked with us through hands-free, right?

After a second of silence, Qihai said, "Your place is a bit noisy."

Yidizhi's misery can be conveyed clearly on the phone: "Mr. Gojo and the students are also in the car..."

"Considering that things will become troublesome if you get involved with Mr. Gojo, it must be impossible to quiet them... In order to reduce the difficulty of talking, I will make a long story short." Nanami still has a calm tone of water waves, but mentioned There was a wave of instinct in Gojo Satoru, and he said: "Yesterday, I followed the remnants of the guard and sorted out the trajectory of the deceased's activities during his lifetime."

Yi Dizhi: "Huh? Do you have the specific address?"

"It's a certain lecture hall in the city. A charity lecture was held yesterday. Unfortunately, when I went yesterday, it was already closing time, and all the staff had already left. I hope you can find out the last time Hasegawa was alive. For a few hours, which lecture did you attend in the lecture hall?"

Yidizhi: "Ah, yes, I know..."

While the two of them were talking about business, Gojo Satoru and the students were still chatting in the background.I was next to the phone, and Mr. Qihai was talking about the work to be investigated next, such as investigating the schedule of that open class lecture yesterday, and I was busy writing, so I didn’t have time to interrupt, so I just kept listening quietly. Then jot down the content.

"By the way, are you going to decorate your classroom this Christmas?"

Right now I just finished writing when I heard the panda's voice.

Christmas... It's not that many days, did Gaozhuan have the habit of Christmas in previous years?

"... There are not many people in the first grade, and it is very troublesome to clean up after decorating the classroom." This is Maki who is not very interested.

"But I have already asked Yidizhi to prepare the colored paper and the Christmas tree." This was Gojo Satoru who had been summoned half a month in advance for some reason.

"Maki, how are you going to spend Christmas?"

"Huh? I never thought about..."

"Where is Wutiao?" Panda changed the target of the question. At this time, I was still busy writing, but when I heard him ask Wutiao Wu, I took a small amount of thought to listen to what they were talking about.

I told myself while listening: I can’t blame me, after all, Yidizhi turned on the speakerphone, and I could hear it clearly, so it’s not eavesdropping, right?

"Ah—no special arrangements."

In Gojo Satoru's answer, only the first word seemed to have some warmth.

"Didn't Twitter say that Christmas would be spent with lovers or loved ones?" Panda didn't know why he came to this conclusion on Twitter.

Hearing what he said, even Maki couldn't help showing her desire to complain: "...do you think this guy has a lover?"

Even the panda, who already has a good understanding of the world, is not as effective when it comes to love-related issues. He continues to ask his teacher out of curiosity——

"Does Wu have no lover?"

My hand, which was sorting out the notes, almost stopped, but fortunately, I just lost my breath for a second.Then put down the pen pretending to be calm, and went to get the highlighter in the pen holder next to it that can be used for marking. When I touched the cold cap of the pen, Gojo Satoru's answer came to my mind with the same temperature.

"No."

I took out the pen and scribbled vigorously on the notebook to focus on the key points. When I created this mess, the panda asked again:

"Then, is there no one you like?"

My heart felt like being clamped with a flat clamp, and I couldn't hear any other voices beside my ears. I was so nervous that my eyes wandered half an inch in the air, and the gap in my heart that was already hard to fill became more and more thirsty. The distorted voice came over and rang through my mind——

"--no."