5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

This is a flawless smile that no one can fault. What a gentle smile is engraved on the face of a white woman. Especially when combined with the beauty that cannot be ignored, it becomes like a goddess of spring. The coming wind.

But what Wujo Satoru perceives is by no means such superficial things.

What kind of gentle smile is this? It's more like an attitude that is more isolated than before.

If we say that before it was Xuenv’s indifferent posture, showing a strong rejection, but now it is an even more unapproachable posture-rejecting everything with a soft appearance, making people feel like a fist is touching the cotton. .

(Compared to the impeccable smile, the previous simple expression is easier to understand.)

"What's wrong?" Zhong Li still kept smiling.

"No." Gojo Satoru said, "It's nothing, I just feel that the temperature has dropped a few degrees."

Compared with the indifferent and expressionless appearance, the current situation makes people doubt the extent of the undercurrent surging under his smiling face.

Her voice was soft and soft: "By the way, Mr. Wujo. I just want to ask you something, can I?"

(It's that polite tone again.)

Even so, Gojo Satoru was ready to listen.He asked, "What?"

"Is it okay to leave it alone?"

"Are you talking about the clerk just now?"

At the checkout, Wujo Wujo's mind came up with the image of the teeny head on the clerk's shoulder showing off his might in front of them.He didn't care about it just now, but now he feels it is not pleasing to the eye.

He said, "Why are you asking this?"

"That thing...I mean teeny-headed, don't you want to get rid of it?"

Seeing her serious answer, Gojo Satoru wanted to tease her and said, "But I don't want to be a white job, anyway, it won't do anything if I leave it alone."

I thought that Zhong Li would complain to him in a non-painful way, but unexpectedly, now that he has changed his posture, Zhong Li's strength is soft and strong, and the smile on his face is so gentle that it is dripping water. That's not the case at all—

"Well, it seems that I misunderstood Mr. Gojo." She said, "I thought that Mr. Gojo would not be the one who would watch the curse spirit in front of him. I don't have the ability to get rid of it. If it's okay to leave it alone, then it's fine." Alright, let's go."

From a hard thorn to a soft knife, it's not much better - Wujo Wu thought to himself.

In the end, he still didn't let it go, and finally thanked him "kindly and considerately", and bought him crepes - he mentioned it a long time ago, and he likes to eat the one downstairs from her house.

But she herself did have empty hands and ate nothing.

If Gojo Satoru would ask her why she didn't eat it before, now he knows the reason——

She doesn't like to eat too sweet.

……

……

Gojo Satoru actually stuffed his things into the suitcase, his toothbrush, cups, towels... besides that, food and drink, he put them all into Don Quixote's cheap suitcase, As soon as the box stood up, the hodgepodge inside made a crisp sound of thunder and bang.

As a result, when we arrived at the parking lot, we opened the trunk and put things in it. The three suitcases could only be said to barely fit in.Especially his box of gadgets, tirelessly providing us with background music along the way, Gojo Satoru sat behind and listened all the way, and then we arrived at Gaozhuan.

It's already past seven o'clock in the evening, and I'm a little hungry.Gojo Satoru ate the crepe just now, and there was something in his stomach, which was better than me.But the first thing to do was to get rid of this pile of luggage, so we went to the empty dormitory.

When I went up the stairs, I belatedly remembered that the decision to live in the dormitory was made suddenly, and I was afraid that I would have to clean up later, which was really terrible.

As soon as I went up, Gojo Satoru waved his hand and said to me, "This way~"

Then he directly led the way and took me there, and pushed open the door of the room, which turned out to be in a state of being cleaned.

The light in the room was turned on for me when Gojo Satoru opened the door. The room is not big. It has a wardrobe, a bed, and a small desk. It seems that the environment is not bad.Now I can just see the bright moon in the sky and the shadows of trees whirling in the distance.There is no dust on the floor and the beds are clean.

Gojo Satoru still had one hand on the doorknob. He leaned sideways on the door frame and said to me: "After the arrangements are made in the afternoon, I will have someone come to tidy it up. Once the luggage is packed, you can go straight to rest."

I stared at the clean and tidy dormitory in a daze.The sudden kindness filled my heart with mixed feelings, especially after seeing Gojo Satoru's expressionless expression, I unconsciously tightened my grip on the luggage handle.

Finally, I expressed my heartfelt and sincere thanks to Gojo Satoru: "...Thank you."

After all, it is his mature and reliable side that he occasionally shows.

He chuckled—

"Have a good rest today."

Before he left, he had already closed the door, and he suddenly opened the door and raised his hand and said to me: "That's right——Maki also lives on this floor, so you can find her if you need anything, of course, you can find me." It's also possible~"

I couldn't resist complaining about his desire: You don't live here, what do I want you for?

After Gojo Gojo left, I didn't start to pack my things, but lay down on the bed without changing my clothes.Staring at the ceiling in a daze for a few minutes, I want to say why I suddenly chose to let go of myself, it is because today is too fulfilling and magical...

I admit that I do have a lot of sense of security on the site of the college.Anyone who knows that he is being targeted by an unknown danger that may threaten his life will not feel good, not to mention the death of Hasegawa Shota is vivid in his memory, and today he saw the death of Hasegawa Sachiko who looked similar to himself...

Thinking of this, I jumped up from the bed and walked to the front of the mirror to examine my face.

Except that I have black hair and blue eyes, our facial features are really similar.

I sighed: "...Will I grow up like that in a few decades?"

I can be sure that there are no other blood relatives in my family, and the resemblance between Sachiko Hasegawa and I is most likely just a coincidence.

Although it has nothing to do with the investigation of the case, if I have the chance, I would like to see photos of Sachiko Hasegawa when she was in her twenties...wouldn't it be the same as me now?

"Forget it, thinking about these will only add to my troubles."

I hung up my coat and took off my suit, only to find two movie tickets that Mr. Kazama gave me in my pocket.I had to put them on the table first and clip them into my pocket book.

Although I was hungry, it was important to clean up the dormitory first.

At worst, I will boil the water and finish eating the instant noodles.

I put my clothes in the closet and took out my own toiletries.When I went to open the box, I found that Gojo Satoru had also left his box at me and didn't take it away.

...Did he forget?

I fumbled with my mobile phone and planned to send him a message, telling him that the things were left with me, only to realize that I had just slipped them into the notebook.

So I had no choice but to reopen the book, unexpectedly someone knocked on the door right now.

"I'm coming in—"

It was Gojo Satoru, and after announcing in a brisk tone, he turned the handle and pushed the door open and entered.

"Mr. Gojo, most people would say 'May I come in' at this time."

"Do you think I am an ordinary person?"

I:"……"

that's true.

But please don't be very human in this kind of place, please?

It's only been a few minutes, and he came here again?

"Mr. Gojo?"

"I forgot something—" He clapped his hands cheerfully, and then complained: "It's too much to not remind me in the end."

I raised my phone and waved it, and said, "Actually, I'm going to tell you, since you're here, take it yourself." After I finished speaking, I walked over to the suitcase and pushed his suitcase over. Beside him, said to him: "I'm going to rest, Mr. Gojo."

Meaning: you can go.

"No, no, it's not about this." Gojo Satoru bent down and waved his finger in front of me, so I had to tilt my head and ask him with my eyes, "What is that?"

Gojo Gojo’s ups and downs sounded——

"I didn't eat anything at night, wouldn't I feel uncomfortably hungry?"

"A little bit." But I planned to buy instant noodles after packing up my things, and I didn't intend to just starve myself and torture myself like this.

"Canteen—I'll take you there."

Since Gojo Satoru came to my house in the afternoon, I can count on my fingers the number of times he "behaved well", offered to pay the bill, asked someone to clean up the dormitory in advance, and now meticulously said that he would take me to the cafeteria.Inexplicably, I got a lot of kindness from him, which made me even more incredible.

What's more, I have long known that Gojo Satoru is not the kind who will suddenly "treat someone special".I also can't imagine who Wujo Satoru will try to please - to be honest, he can't imagine it himself, can he?

Then I can only guess that Gojo Satoru usually treats juniors and students who are close to him in the same way, otherwise it would be difficult to explain his abnormal attitude.

The only possibility is: he is usually like this, this is not an abnormal behavior at all, it is just a routine operation.

Putting aside these distracting thoughts, what Gojo Satoru is proposing now is exactly what I need.

After all, you can eat well, so why choose instant noodles?

"Then please trouble Mr. Gojo." I said, "Can you wait for me at the door for a few minutes? I'll come as soon as I change my clothes."

I've been wearing the uniform for a day, and I'm tired too.

So I changed into my casual clothes, opened the door and said to him, "Let's go."

Gojo Satoru saw my outfit, and praised me without hesitation: "Sure enough, this skirt is more suitable."

I belatedly remembered that this was a red skirt that he found from my closet when I went to the wedding and said it looked better than the one I was wearing.

Now I have nothing to answer him, so I can only say politely: "Thank you for your compliment."

I have already penetrated several golden sentences to deal with Gojo Satoru: "Thank you", "Is that so", "No, it's nothing", "I see".

Gojo Satoru let out an "hey"——

"Obviously being praised by others, why is the reaction still so cold?"

Me: "Is that so?"

"It's obviously the one being praised, so can't you be more honest?"

Even in the face of weird complaints, I can say without changing my face: "I see."

After finishing speaking, I also have to sigh with emotion-is the above teaching practice scene?

I can't say enough words!

Just when I thought Gojo Satoru was going to help me improve my language skills again, the door of the next room opened——

A girl with glasses and a ponytail came out of the room and landed on us.

Maki: "I've been hearing voices outside since just now, but I remember that I'm the only one living on this floor. I don't know what's going on with Ms. Kazueda, but... Gojo-sensei, why did you run into the girls' dormitory Come?"