5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

I went down the back of the neck, and with my index finger, I found the place where the teeth marks were originally, but now it is smooth, and I can't find any sunken teeth marks.

Gojo Satoru was standing upright, but now he bent down and clenched a fist under his chin. For some reason, he looked at it carefully. After waiting for a few seconds (it was unnecessary when I came), he let out a sound like he had lost himself and finally collected it. The voice of a primary school student who came with the stickers, was a little bit unwilling, but sighed that "this matter seems to be expected":

"Ah, it really disappeared. I thought it would last at least a day."

"It takes such a horrible force to bite down to do it." What's more, if someone bites you hard, the only person who will trouble you will be me.

Feeling his gaze, I pulled the collar forward again, fastened the buttons and said: "I thought about it, probably because we have seen each other more frequently recently, and every time the old traces just disappeared, new ones were added. ...then there will be an illusion of 'the imprint has never disappeared'."

He is busy more often, but recently we meet more than usual.The more I meet him, the more clearly his image is outlined in my heart, whether it is the shining blue eyes, the bridge of the nose, or his terribly expensive glasses that do not meet my aesthetics. All assembled in my mind into a set of color photo albums.

I thought to myself—maybe biting is another manifestation of his childishness.

After all, the act of leaving tooth marks on a person's body is as childish as his childlike face.

But is it really just that?Because of his childishness, because he is casual, or because he just has a hobby in this regard?I don't think so, but I can't figure out what is the mystery of this behavior, what is the meaning that I don't understand.

After exaggerating, he said: "I control the strength just right every time."

"...Why are you suddenly proud?"

"Don't praise me, it's not easy to control the strength every time."

"Because it hurts on me, wouldn't it be a masochist if I praised you?"

I asked the question in a different way: "Can't the biting point be changed?"

"Forgive me on this point." He waved his hand, made a gesture of surrender, and picked up the frivolous ending, "Besides, don't you hate it?"

He didn't have any special expression when he said this, which made me wonder if I was making too much of a fuss.

If I seem to care too much, isn't it just my one-sided brain?

"Is there no middle option..."

"Huh?" Hearing my murmur, Gojo Satoru bent down and approached us. Once again, I felt that he was really big. Being bent down by him so close, I couldn't help but feel a little oppressed, besides, I didn't Too used to the distance - too close.

Outside, we've never talked this close.

So much so that my heart beat suddenly and high, and I was secretly looking forward to whether he was going to say something different.

however--

Gojo Satoru stated in a voice that has no ups and downs and no waves: "If you don't like it, don't do it."

(Why so serious all of a sudden?)

(Wouldn't that make me unable to get off stage...)

Ask myself, I don't hate his behavior, I just want to know if there is the answer I expected in the teeth marks on the skin.

(Or, does he want me to refute him strongly and decisively, saying that I don’t hate it?)

(Let me say "I don't hate it", how can I say it, did he do it on purpose? Why did he use such a calm tone, if it was a flirtatious tone like a joke like usual, I could also make a few jokes along with it .)

(Forget me begging him, jump on a topic as usual nonsensical.)

Obviously, he has no intention of retracting his foreword, we still keep a close distance, and I don't want to avoid his gaze—otherwise, isn't this just self-inflicted?

However, Wujo Wujo's face is still a bit bluffing when he is not smiling, especially after seeing his radiant smiling face, I feel that his half-closed eyes are particularly cold on that childish face, or it is exactly Because of the contrast with the face, it gives people a sense of ritual that "he seems to be really serious".

His bright eyes, mixed with blue and sea colors, were embedded in his handsome face, and the corners of his mouth were not raised, which was quite serious and strange, which made people feel dignified.

But I don't know how to say it clearly at the moment, and finally I resorted to a faint trick——

I involuntarily raised my hand to block between us, and then all I could think about was how to cover up my expression after being exposed by him.

My confession plan has not been fully completed, so I will definitely be caught by him if I lose my composure in front of him like this.

but……

I clearly felt that gaze hadn't moved away, and I was so stiff that my shoulders shrugged.

"Don't look at me..." I also wanted to imitate him and change the subject.

Before I could finish muttering, I heard the door of the classroom next to me slam——

"Teacher Wutiao? Does it take so long to go to the toilet?"

"That idiot didn't fall in, did he?"

"……Salmon."

"...I can't bear it, Maki."

"And Miss Yizhi, could it be that there are actually..."

"Idiot, how could Gaozhuan have Hanako!"

"I didn't say it was Hanako."

My heart rose instantly, and my body lifted slightly uncontrollably, and then I took a short breath in a hurry.

——This posture is not very good to be seen by others, but my body is slanted, if Gojo Satoru does not move away, it will be difficult for me to stand up.

I had no choice but to put down the hand that was in front of the two of them, and begged him with my eyes, and he casually stood up and leaned against the wall again, and took a sip of juice slowly.

He said to the inside, "Ah, come right back."

As a result, the door of the next classroom was closed again, and no one came out.

Only then did the chaotic blood in my brain come down. I wanted to take a deep breath, but felt it was too deliberate, so I forced myself to take a small, undulating breath.

"……puff."

Gojo Satoru's very wicked and undisguised laughter came from beside him unexpectedly.

"...Don't laugh!"

He smiled wider.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

A roar came from the classroom a few steps away: "Idiot, it's so noisy! The sound insulation here is very poor!"

"Looks like they're pretty much done with it too." He shook the empty can in his hand, and I thought he meant it was time for us to go back.

So I got off the fire hydrant, picked up the empty can at my feet, and tried to throw it in, but I was not skilled enough, and I threw it crookedly. I was about to fall out of the trash can, but suddenly changed my trajectory in the air, and finally I was safe. fell into the bucket.

Gojo Satoru, who helped out by the way, whistled and walked back with his back.I was just about to follow, but he suddenly stopped, turned to me and said, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Huh?" The topic changed too quickly. I hoped you would change the topic quickly, but you were obviously aggressive.

"My treat."

"Is this considered compensation?"

"I just wanted to treat you to dinner."

Well……

"Eel rice, I want to eat eel rice."

"Okay, I happen to know a good store, do you want to go now? Then I will make an appointment in advance."

He pushed up his sunglasses, walked in front of him and whispered——

"However, eel rice...it turned out to be eel rice...it's eel rice!"

"Why such a strange tone?"

"No, I just thought... it's eel rice!" He talked to himself like a repeater for a long time, then suddenly changed the topic——

"The answer just now, you haven't answered me yet."

"Like it or hate it?"