5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

Because Gojo Satoru's concentration was so unnatural, I asked him curiously: "It's just two movie tickets, why watch it for so long?"

After my words, an elusive smile appeared on the young man's face, no, that probably wasn't a smile.It's just that the corners of the mouth are simply raised up a little, which is far from a warm smile, more like a knowing expression when he grasps the key to something while observing something.

Gojo Satoru put the two tickets back into the book, and then closed my pocket book.He pointed at the cover of the book with his fingertips, the black leather cover is in sharp contrast with his fingers, he asked me: "So I planned to go to the movies in the end - but now I can't go out in the college, it's really What a pity."

I didn't hear the slightest pity in his tone, and even felt a tiny bit of joy hidden in it.

"No." I replied, "It was given to me by someone else today."

Gojo Satoru actually picked up the notebook and shook it, then asked me, "Then shall we read it together?"

"I can't leave the high school now." I gag him with his words.

But Gojo Satoru didn't accept this, he said, "It's fine if you stay with me."

"Forget it." I shook my head.

The movie ticket was given to me by Kazama, and I also know his intentions.Now let me take the movie ticket he gave me to go to the movies with other opposite sexes, this is too much for Kazama, I can't do it.Even if these two tickets are not used.

"Mr. Gojo." I put my hand on the first button on my chest, "You've been here for a long time...I'm going to take off my clothes and take a shower next."

I don't know what he will say if I don't issue an order to chase away guests.

I don't always have the energy to deal with Gojo Satoru.

He reluctantly put down the book with the movie tickets in it, and tapped it with his knuckles. Noticing his movements, I thought to myself: Why does he care so much about this thing?Gojo Satoru really wants to watch a movie?

— No kidding, he's not some kid locked in a house and grounded, and a little entertainment can make him dizzy.

He is Wujowu.

However, I inopportunely remembered that this guy offered to lend me a DVD... what was the name of the movie he recommended?By the way, Anna and the Snow Queen - is it really that good looking?

During the few brief seconds I was in a daze, the rollers of the suitcase gurgled and woke me up.

Gojo Satoru had already stood at the door of the room again, and the 1.9-meter adult turned into a Q-version villain and waved happily at me——

"See you tomorrow~"

The door slammed shut.

The room fell silent again.

I started to unbutton the shirt, and when I got to the third button, the door was slammed open again. Gojo Satoru seemed to have turned back on purpose, stuck his head out and said to me:

"I'm just two floors down, if there's anything I need, I'll—"

I pulled my half-open collar with my hands, and rushed up to close the door. Seeing my aggressive actions, Gojo Satoru immediately retracted his head like a gopher playing a gopher machine.

After I slammed the door shut, I yelled at Gojo Satoru through the door——

"I see!"

Hurry up, you!

……

……

When Gojo Satoru walked into the classroom today, because of his usual attire, the students looked at him differently, especially——

"Why are you wearing sunglasses today?" Panda Ben was doing other things, and after noticing Gojo Satoru's attire today, he muttered in a low voice.

Maki took the opportunity to answer: "Yesterday was also glasses."

Covering his mouth with his hands, the panda leaned over as if whispering, and asked, "Yesterday?"

Maki nodded naturally: "Well, last night."

Gojo Satoru tapped on the blackboard, and said to the students who had already pasted it together: "—I can hear what you are talking about."

But Yi Gu Youtai, who didn't participate in the discussion, focused his eyes on the key point of his teacher's style today—that is, the eye-catching pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.The dark metal frame unexpectedly sets off the skin tone, and the glamorous pupils are half covered under the sunglasses, like a looming pool surrounded by black stones, revealing its unique shimmering light.

And Otoko Yuta covered his lips with one hand, and made a long sound of "Mm--". After careful observation, the boy relaxed his body that was stiff due to high concentration.Said: "It really is this sunglasses..."

On the other side, after hearing Yuta's words, Panda, Maki, and Gomaki, who had ended the commotion in a small area, seemed to have turned into three stacked miniature people, no, it should be said to be the three gopher brothers in Bomo.

"What?", "What's wrong with the sunglasses?", "?"

At the same time, Gojo Satoru also looked at his students.

Yi Guyou, who was stared at by everyone, scratched the hair on the back of his head in embarrassment.

Yi Gu Youtai quickly explained: "I originally planned to buy this as a gift for the teacher...don't look at me like this."

And Maki had seen this outfit as early as last night, so today she was the first to casually say, "Well, it looks good."

Gojo Satoru, who is a little expert in climbing along the pole, naturally showed a confident and Kirakira expression, and continued to praise himself: "After all, your teacher Gojo is a handsome guy—"

As for Maki, who has mastered the skill of "how to ignore Gojo Satoru under the right conditions", she completely ignored Gojo Satoru's self-aggrandizing behavior, but asked Yuta: "I remember you sent goodbye at the end. Why didn't you choose sunglasses?"

Bathed in everyone's eyes, Yigu Youtai told the truth: "I have been hesitating whether to give this product, but during the time I hesitated, someone has already ordered this product, so I can only Choose another gift."

Maki was inexplicable: "What is there to hesitate?"

Panda: "Could it be that these sunglasses are actually super expensive?"

Yuta: "...That's not true. Cough, it's just that this sunglasses was a Valentine's Day limited product. I didn't think much about it at first, but I was a little curious, so I checked the official website of the original merchant..."

Maki: "So?"

Yuta: "It's... the goods in the Valentine's Day confession gift box, which are similar in nature to the bouquet of roses bought on Valentine's Day for confession." After finishing speaking, he coughed lightly, "Anyway, I know this I couldn't make up my mind immediately after the incident, so I was bought out when I hesitated."

Panda, Maki, Dog Roll: "..."

The atmosphere is like someone told a not-so-funny joke.

Yi Guyoutai thought to himself, "This is what you want me to say, why do you look at me like this", and finally made a rather comic ending: "...Maybe, the person who bought it is planning to confess? It should be No way, haha... Anyway, there are still at least two more months before Valentine's Day."

However, in the eyes of the classmates, this situation of "telling an uninteresting story in the eyes of everyone's high expectations" is on the shoulders of Otoko Yuta.So the boy who changed the subject coughed twice, and sent a distress signal to the teacher who didn't comment on his conversation.

"...Is that right, Gojo-sensei?"

Gojo Satoru was leaning against the podium, with his index finger arched to his lips, as if he was thinking about something.

After the student called his name, he responded——

"Ah."

……

……

Before the afternoon sun had fully risen to its proper position, Yidizhi's nightmare came first.Everyone's strength to open the office door is different, Yidizhi is like a seasoned cat, who can be identified from the sound - if it is a uniform "swipe" sound, it is Nanami.If it is smooth and irregular, and you can clearly hear the "rustling" sound of the person pulling the door without using force, it is a branch.

If it is as if a heavy object hits the metal plate suddenly, there will be a violent "slap-" sound.

That must be...

"Five, Mr. Five Articles."

The person who came didn't pay attention to him, but sat down directly opposite him, across the table on the first floor.Turning the office chair in the other direction, the back of the chair rests against the edge of the table, and half of his body is turned towards Yidizhi.

(If Mr. Gojo wearing a blindfold is a disaster at the ninth level...Mr. Gojo with his eyes exposed, without the buffer of the blindfold, is probably a disaster at the tenth level.)

In Gojo Satoru's view, his behavior should be called "returning to the scene of the crime and retracing the case".

Sitting in their seats that day, the same chairs, tables, and stationery on the table were all placed in the same position in his mind, creating exactly the same scene at that time.At first, he got the sunglasses in a gift box from the other party. Under her focused eyes that did not move at all, Gojo Satoru remembered that he had unpacked the gift, put it on immediately, and got the other party's gift. Sincere compliments.

Yes, it is only "sincerity" and only "sincerity" praise.

A lot of things are missing.

He realized what this "lack" really was.Just like the fruit cake I have been eating, it should be inlaid with three kinds of fruits: mango, kiwi, and strawberry, but suddenly there are no strawberries, only two kinds are left.

Fruitcake is still fruitcake.

But not the one he ate in the first place.

He thought - since when did strawberries disappear?

And - why didn't he, as a diner, eat one of the missing fruits?

Is it because we're so used to the existence of fruitcake that we take it for granted?But when I looked back carefully and tasted it, I found that something had gone wrong.

Gojo Satoru recalled last night: in the book with the movie ticket, the text on it was blacked out piece by piece.The date was just a few days ago, and there were blacked out parts almost every day. He turned the page over, and some of the sunken words on it could be read out here and there.It wasn't until he sat back in this position that he remembered the episode where she asked him politely, "Can you bring me the pen?"

——Oh, the pen was sent out by himself, and he handed it to another person, and then that person changed all the strawberries into black ink blocks, which almost penetrated into the white paper behind.

"Yidizhi."

"Huh? Yes."

"Do you like strawberries?"

"...Don't hate it."

Gojo Satoru's overly abstract way of asking questions obviously failed to convey to Yijizhi who was out of the situation. The latter was in a fog and didn't know why Gojo Satoru suddenly brought up the topic of fruit.

"If someone has been giving you strawberries all the time, but suddenly stopped one day, why is that--answer me."

After Gojo Satoru improved the content of the question, Yidizhi immediately analyzed the meaning.

(Well, it's better not to know.)

So Yidizhi deciphered it according to the conventional thinking, carefully staring at the lines on the table, as if there were ants moving in the lines.He replied weakly: "Uh...Maybe there are no strawberries, or you want to give them to others?"

(Oops, oops, doesn't that sound like empathy--)

If not, just as the voice fell, he received a bone-scratching sight.

Yidizhi's alarm radar went off immediately, which made him change his words quickly. Rather than changing his words, he was saving himself:

"Uh, um, did you do something that made the other party unhappy, or something that made people sad...?"

Gojo Satoru folded his arms around his chest and subconsciously replied: "There is no such thing—"

However, at this moment, it seemed that the gods above the nine heavens gave him enough sober inspiration.Two identical sentences in memory overlapped - and they were sentences that were said by each other. All these hints were hidden in the night wind last night, but he, who was only interested in curiosity and probing, didn't notice it.

Gojo Satoru: "Ah..."

In Gojo Satoru's short voice, it was obviously a reaction after regaining consciousness.Yidizhi lowered his head——

(There really are!)