5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

I told the truth about what was about to happen: "That's right, so I'm a lonely person with no plans on Christmas Eve and Christmas." I said this, but I was actually a bit joking.

I was so busy talking, I didn't even take a few mouthfuls of curry. Now I draw a circle with a spoon and put a large spoonful of rice wrapped in curry sauce into my mouth.Maki also responded to this: "Is that so? I thought Ms. Yizhi already had a boyfriend."

Wujo Wu supported the table with one elbow, facing me sideways, pretending to be surprised, "Oh?", "Isn't this just being ready to fall in love at any time?"

Feeling the other person's gaze, I also turned my head to meet his gaze.

The lights from the cafeteria cast a shadow on his eyelashes, the tips of which tufted together, like twigs blown by the wind, and then the gust of wind passed me, passing his gaze to mine. before.Gojo Satoru's thought-provoking eyes made me feel captured by something strange, like the vague pain when I was bitten on the skin with my teeth, and then they came from somewhere in the nerves and became non-stop. The crunch that beats in my head.

So, what is the meaning of his meaningful eyes?

Confused, I narrowed my eyes and turned to Maki's side.And began to play sloppy eyes: "The previous work has been very busy, and there is no chance of falling in love... Now this job has more flexible time, if you meet someone you like, maybe you can fall in love in your spare time. "

Maki said "Huh?", unaware of the rivalry between me and Gojo Satoru.

The girl began to make a reasonable analysis: "But if you are an auxiliary supervisor, you will spend most of your time in contact with people in the magic world, and the possibility of finally choosing someone related to the high school is very high, isn't it?"

"It's not sure." I swept the curry sauce together, separated it from the rice, and further split the content of Maki's words, saying: "Besides high-level professionals, there are other related Those who...for example, people from the police, public security, or people from other related companies with economic and business ties are also possible."

After listening to my list like a list of dishes, Maki asked me: "That is to say, Miss Ichigo doesn't have a specific preference standard?"

"You mean the criteria for choosing a mate?" I wiped my mouth and said, "Yes, but it's very simple—'he likes me'."

Maki half-understood and said: "...But, if the other party doesn't like you, they won't become lovers with you?"

"Yes." I nodded, "That's why I said it's very simple."

Gojo Satoru next to him had already finished eating and the plate was clean, but he was still trying to join in the conversation. He said, "As the saying goes-it depends on fate?"

Not to mention why he inserted himself into the topic of love like jk, just his determined and confident tone confuses me.

But what he said was true.

Putting aside all my prejudices against Gojo Satoru, and simply answering this question...

"Fate sounds absurd, but to put it simply, it is—to make people feel excited?"

Moved the dinner plate to the side—I was afraid that the curry sauce would accidentally rub onto my sleeves, and I continued: "In a younger and more online way, he is a shining and unique existence in my eyes. '. But for someone like me who has no dreams, the love in my heart is actually a very simple thing—"

"As long as I'm with that person, I feel very comfortable and at ease, and this feeling can only be given to me by him, and it also makes me want 'ah, how wonderful it would be if I could be with this person all the time'. To maintain this kind of peace of mind for a long time, then he is the person I long for. But... if the other party doesn't like me, there is nothing I can do. The most important thing is to be 'happy with each other', otherwise It's just 'unrequited love', it can't be called love."

After I finished speaking, I realized that I had been talking to myself for most of the day, so wouldn't the two of them have a chance to join the conversation?So without waiting for their opinions, I quickly changed the subject——

"By the way, aren't you going to decorate the classroom? Are you planning to do Christmas activities in the classroom afterward?"

Maki expressed uncertainly: "Ah? This is not sure. But... someone will arrange everything according to his own way." After speaking, she looked at Gojo Satoru brightly.

Gojo Satoru didn't think there was a problem at all, and even felt that he was awesome——

"It's a rare Christmas. Listen carefully. There are only four Christmases in the four years of the high school. Don't you think it's very precious?"

I was overwhelmed by his ideas, and I was very impressed: "What a novel idea, Mr. Wutiao." It was almost like saying "You are such a genius".

"Even if you compliment me like that, I won't be shy, will you?"

We packed up our dinner plates and were about to go back, but Gojo Satoru actually followed. Maki walked in front, and while Maki wasn't paying attention, I turned my head and asked him in a low voice, "Aren't you going back?"

"My things haven't been taken yet."

Yes, his box is still with me.

When Gojo Satoru said this, it was not like I deliberately lowered his voice, his voice was normal.Maki in front of her sighed "Huh?", and then her eyes fell on her teacher again——

"……thing?"

Even through a layer of glasses, I can read her eyes and the question is "Is there anything I want to pick up in the girls' dormitory?"

Mentioning this, Gojo Satoru became excited: "This is a long story—"

I naturally wanted to suppress his enthusiasm: "I just helped Mr. Wutiao bring some things over, but he forgot to take them away."

Maki: "...ha."

After this episode, it returned to the stable atmosphere where nothing happened before.Just when I thought there would be no more troubles along the way, Maki in front seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked:

"By the way, I wanted to ask just now... How did Ms. Yizhi know that we were going to decorate the classroom?"

The girl discovered the blind spot in her words with a clear mind—it was only then that I realized that I was just talking about it, and I subconsciously said that I knew they were going to arrange the classroom.How do I know?Of course, I heard it during the phone call between Nanami and Yizhi——

If Gojo Satoru is not here now, I can just lie and say "Mr. Gojo told me." Anyway, there is a high probability that Maki will not confront Gojo Satoru, and this matter will be over.But now that Wujo Satoru is right behind me, the path I can choose is very narrow.

Various ways of answering popped up in my mind one after another, but...

(Gojo Satoru wouldn't remember this anyway.)

(If he really cared, he would definitely not have said those two sentences.)

(so……)

"what--"

At this time, the night wind hit, rustling the leaves on both sides.

My voice crumbled into it together.

The secret I thought was going to be sealed in the eggshell was just cracked open by me, but this is not a golden egg, there is no prize in it, only boring residue.

"Didn't Nanami-san and Ichi-senpai talk on the phone a few days ago? I heard Panda-san and Maki-san were discussing Christmas in the back. That was the mention of decorating the classroom, and I happened to hear it."

In fact, the person who said to decorate the classroom was Gojo Satoru.

I don't want to mention his name now, so I simply blurted it out.

Maki obviously remembered it too, and said: "There is such a thing. But it was all done by some idiot on his own initiative, and he even prepared the Christmas tree half a month in advance... What do you want to start celebrating Christmas now ah?"

The party accused immediately said: "Don't you think it can add a lot of color to campus life?"

Their voices were blown away by the wind like mine.

The cracked eggshell containing the secret shattered all over the floor.

When I walked downstairs in the dormitory, I thought of a truth——

The secret that you think is very important is not a matter of concern to those around you.

Thinking of it this way, instead of being sad, I laughed with relief—because then, I no longer have any secrets.

"What are you thinking? You're smiling so happily." Gojo Gojo's handsome face suddenly appeared in front of me. If I hadn't reacted very quickly and stopped the car, maybe we would have a nose kiss.

If I express it in the form of comics, at this moment, there must be several large and small "well" characters popping up on the back of my head to express my emotions, right?

Suddenly took a big step diagonally forward, then bent down and blocked my face with his face, which was Gojo Satoru's usual trick to block the way, and this person was a "professional with difficulty controlling distance"——

"It's nothing."

I kept smiling and responded to him:

"I'm just worried that Mr. Gojo will accidentally hit his nose in the future."

……

……

Seeing Gojo Satoru walking all the way, Maki couldn't help but glance at Gojo Satoru before he finally walked into his room door - at this time he was already planning to step into my room door swaggeringly.

"...I said, this is the girls' dormitory, right?"

"It's an obvious fact—I'm here~"

Gojo Satoru didn't know who he was talking to, but he even yelled openly before following me into the door.

His mouse-gray suitcase was next to him, and I said to Gojo Satoru, "The suitcase is next to the table. Mr. Gojo can leave after taking it."

Then he began to take off his coat, and used his fingers to loosen the hair that was bundled in the back.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his nose: "I always feel that when the two of us are alone, I will be very strict with me in the end..."

"It's nothing, Mr. Gojo. Are you sensitive?" I pushed the box over, as if to block Gojo Satoru at the door, and said to him with a smile: "I treat everyone equally. ?”

Although "dividing Wujo Satoru into the scope of equal treatment" only started in the past few days.

Gojo Satoru walked to the table and was about to get his suitcase, but his eyes fell on the book I had spread out on the table—to be precise, the two movie tickets spread out on the book.

"Movie ticket? Can I pick it up and watch it?"

"Okay." I thought it was nothing, so I could let him see it if he wanted to.

However, Gojo Satoru did not pick up the ticket, but pressed the ticket on the book with his hands, separated the tickets with both hands, and just pressed on the book to observe.

As a result, when my hair was tied up, he was still watching.

...Only two tickets, is it necessary to look at them for so long?