5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

Gojo Satoru didn't know what he was doing at the door, so I had no choice but to get up from the hot seat again and run to the door, only to find him still standing there, maybe thinking about something.I walked over to him speechlessly and asked, "Aren't you going in?"

He said slowly, "Okay."

Just when we were about to go in through the sliding door again, the noisy voice behind caught my attention.

"You kid, Kazama, you don't usually come to drink, why did you suddenly change your mind today?"

"I do not have--"

"I know, you are broken in love, right? There is a unique smell on the person who is broken in love. I have a good nose, and I can smell it immediately."

"Are you a dog?"

I am very familiar with the voice of the person who was teasing with my colleagues.

The chances of me bumping into acquaintances recently are too high, right?

I'd rather believe it's because Tokyo is so small.

"What's wrong?" Gojo Satoru was beside me, seeing me stop, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No." I thought that if I took the initiative to say hello to Kazama, things might become extremely awkward - after all, I just declined him just now. Although I didn't say that directly, I think we already understood each other.

I had no choice but to pretend that I didn't hear the voice behind me, and strode back to my seat.

However, there is no private room in this store. The table behind where we were sitting, the customer had already left when I went to smoke, and the seat was completely vacant.As soon as I sat down, I saw Kazama and his colleague settled down opposite me.

I lowered my head and pretended not to notice, but what I didn't expect was that besides Kazama, they had other colleagues who knew us——

"Isn't this Yidizhi? You guys come here for dinner too—do you want to have a drink together?"

"Good evening, Mr. Okuda, and Mr. Kazama." Since Yizhizhi called Kazama's name, it would be too much for me to pretend not to notice at the moment, so I had to raise my head and greet with a smile: "Good evening, Kazama Mr. Jian."

He stammered and said in an extremely unnatural way: "N-Ms. Yizhi."

Me: ...you're revealing yourself like this?

The man named Okuda originally had his hands on his shoulders. After seeing Kazama's reaction, he immediately wrapped his arms around his neck and said beside him, "Your boy...could it be...huh?"

Kazama snapped him apart, coughed twice, and said to his colleagues: "Cough, there is nothing. Compared with these, let's order quickly."

Gojo Satoru turned his eyes around, and asked us with great interest——

"Acquaintance?"

In front of Gojo Satoru, Yi Dizhi, who can answer all questions: "It's the people from the public security side who have been handing over to our side. Mr. Kazama was the one who handed over work to Ms. Yizhi the day before yesterday."

"Hey——" Gojo Satoru looked at their empty table. As soon as I heard him say that, I felt that something was wrong, so I looked up to see what else he wanted to do.

Gojo Satoru is like a senior with the most seniority in the workplace, who always pulls people to drink the second round and the third round at dinner parties after get off work, and can't refuse——

"It's rare to meet here, let's have a drink together today."

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Kazami Yu also felt that the voice of the person opposite was very familiar, and he was sure that he had definitely heard it.Even if it is the same sex, he also admits that the other party is outstanding in appearance.If I have seen him, I will never forget it.But he clearly heard this voice before, but he couldn't remember it.

(But where exactly--)

Kazama peeked at the two sitting opposite from the corner of his eye.

"In the end." The handsome young man sat down beside his sweetheart, and pushed her glass of beer away, "Is one glass enough?"

Kazama is naturally observing the expression of the end - in the eyes that are irrigated with a small amount of melancholy on weekdays, it is extremely clear at this moment, even the obvious helplessness.She drew her glass back and rubbed the vertical streaks of the glass with her fingertips.

She said: "It's just beer, Mr. Gojo, I'm not a brat who just reached the legal drinking age and dared not drink too much, so I had to make fun of it with beer, not to mention that my glass is not as much as your drink bottle..."

Before she could finish speaking, the handsome young man pushed the cup away, and waved to the waiter in a high-profile manner, "Please have a glass of orange juice—"

Before the end sound landed, it was interrupted again by Zhongli.

"Coke, thank you."

"Oh, then I want a Coke, too."

She really showed a disgusted expression: "Are you a good learner? Mr. Wujo."

Kazama took a sip of the water in the glass, there was a golden lemon slice at the bottom, and the water also had the sour taste of lemon.He finally belatedly remembered who that voice was.

On the day he first met Zhongli, when he called Zhongli that night, a male voice appeared on the phone.

— This is the voice.

At this moment, he felt himself being bumped violently on the elbow.The senior Okuda next to him reminded him: "Why are you in a daze? What should I do if I feel drunk before I even started drinking? Move the table quickly." Only then did Kazama remember that the handsome young man suggested two tables together, and the shopkeeper said that as long as It doesn't matter if it doesn't affect other guests, it's allowed.

When the two areas were put together, Kazama was ashamed to discover——

The concentration of males is too high, too high to suffocate.

(I finally came out of a workplace with too much male density, but I don’t know why I walked into this wine table with the same high concentration.)

Zhongli, the only woman in the audience and definitely a beauty, became the focus of everyone's attention.

There was heating in the room, and it became very warm after sitting for a while, so she only wore a slim white shirt, and her body looked even more exquisite and small against the surrounding people.Maybe she realized something, she put the outermost cold coat on her body, blocking part of the line of sight, but they were sitting on their knees, so the coat could only be hung loosely on the shoulders superior.

Okuda and Ichichi have actually been together longer, he has long heard that they are dealing with a troublesome case.

Out of a little fellowship, he asked a few words with concern: "Isn't it busy recently? The number of documents submitted has also increased, and the frequency of filing applications to the higher authorities has also increased... Ah, by the way, it's not you now Are you in charge? On the document I saw not long ago, it was not your words."

Yidizhi pushed his glasses, clasped his palms together and made a "please" gesture - towards Yizhi.

The latter showed a shallow smile: "I am Yizhi, and now I am responsible for part of the work in the hands of Senior Yizhi."

"Hey..." Okuda's thick and heroic eyebrows were raised high on his forehead, "I see, I just said how Yijizhi's handwriting became so neat. Ah, I didn't mean to say that your handwriting is not good-looking. "

Kazama thought of the beautiful characters on the document, and subconsciously affirmed: "Miss Yizhi's handwriting is indeed neat and beautiful, and the paperwork is also very meticulous."

"However, are you all doing very difficult work now?" Okuda said to them while holding the glass in one hand, "You are also working very hard."

It was also from his senior that Kazama learned that Kazue seemed to be involved in some troublesome case.

For "troublesome cases", all Kazama can think of is working overtime and devoting his tired body to the investigation of the case.

(If that's the case for Ichie...)

"Well, please pay attention to your body." He almost added the name of the last one, but he held back.Kazama knew that this was not an occasion to mention his name alone, since the other party had already declined him, he was not a man who was entangled.

"Ah."

Miraculously, Yizhi seemed to sense his intentions, and smiled and said, "Thank you."

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Gojo Satoru looked at the people beside him and said "thank you" to everyone, but he felt a bad feeling from it.If you have to say it, the politeness to yourself is a detached, calm politeness.The politeness in front of this person now seems a lot gentler.

(what is this?)

Gojo Satoru stared at him.

He knew it was the man who gave the movie tickets.

In the office the day before yesterday, they mentioned that they would hand over work to someone named Kazama.Zhongli came here yesterday morning to submit the documents, and Gojo Satoru asked about the movie tickets, and she said that someone gave her "today", so the possibility of this person being Kazama is quite high.Coupled with Kazama's shy and restrained performance, it turned out to be so transparent in Gojo Satoru's eyes.

It was a strange feeling, he thought.

"Speaking of this..." Zhongli took the initiative to say to Kazama: "Due to some special reasons recently, I may not meet with Mr. Kazama."

The latter asked suspiciously: "—Special reason?"

"Yes, for a special reason." Gojo Satoru accepted the words.As a person above the superior appearance line, he is easy to attract people's attention when he speaks.Gojo Satoru narrated in a calm tone: "At the end of the day, she — let's say she is an important person in the case. Due to safety considerations, she cannot leave the high school for the time being."

Kazama answered subconsciously: "But isn't it right here—"

As if waiting for the other party to ask this question, Gojo Satoru took out the lines he had prepared a long time ago: "That's because there is a trustworthy boss."

"Her boss is not Mr. Ichichi... Huh?" After seeing Gojo Satoru's self-promotional behavior, Rao Kazama couldn't help expressing a feeling full of questioning.

Although it is wrong to judge people by their appearance, it is difficult for people to rule out this kind of thinking in the first place.

Gojo Satoru saw their complex expressions, but the sense of satisfaction that should have been fulfilled did not come.He stared at Kazama's face, and added while the iron was hot: "Zhou Li can't leave Gaozhuan now, so the work in this area will be transferred to other people, and you won't see each other for a while."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Or you can come to the high school to collect materials, it is also possible."

It was supposed to be a joking joke, but Wujo Satoru said it in a very deep and deep way for some reason, and even the atmosphere was suppressed by him a little bit.

It's like the sky looks like it's been pressed down in the dense dark clouds, blending the lightness of the clouds with the heavy haze-Gojo Satoru's tone sounds like this kind of weather.

In the end, it was the people who had been in the center of the vortex that tore apart the cloud.

"Mr. Gojo."

Finally put down the cup and glanced at him——

"Stop teasing Mr. Kazama."

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I don't know what Gojo Satoru is thinking, but I can just feel that he seems to have some inexplicable displeasure with Kazama.I'm sure this is the first time they've seen each other, unless they've had an affair before then.

After I took a sip of Coke, I realized that their atmosphere had started to turn bad.

Okuda, who has always been playing the role of atmosphere catalyst, seemed to see something wrong, immediately stopped Kazama, and said to us: "Mr. Gojo, you say that, this kid will take it seriously. He is the kind of super serious, occasionally a bit dead He's a smart guy, but he's a cute guy in essence." He praised Kazama in front of Gojo Satoru, as if trying to repair the inexplicable rift between them.

He said: "But let me say that a boy like him might be very pleasing among women, and he might be the first among us to get married..." After finishing speaking, his eyes swept over all of us Turning around, I asked, "Should you all still be single? I know Yidizhi and the brats on my side are all unmarried, maybe they're all single..."

"Where's Mr. Qihai?"

"unmarried."

"Where's Miss Yizhi?"

I nodded: "It's unmarried."

In the end it fell to Gojo Satoru.

What's interesting is that everyone present had a mysterious sense of consensus with him. Even if no one spoke, I seemed to be able to feel what this consensus was from the air.

Gojo Satoru whetted everyone's appetite, and after enjoying a wave of everyone's focused gazes, he said the answer we had guessed a long time ago——

"Of course I'm single."

After finishing speaking, there were whispers of "Well, that's true" on the small table of less than ten people.

I also quite agreed and took a sip of Coke.

Just at this time, the meat I put into the pot was completely cooked, I stretched out my chopsticks to pick up the meat, and by the way, I said with emotion——

"Indeed, Mr. Gojo doesn't seem to be able to fall in love, nor is it possible to get married."