5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

Gojo Satoru's voice fell on the top of my head, and at the same time, the weight of an adult man suddenly pressed up on my shoulders, making me almost tilted.With such a close distance, the five senses seem to be magnified, and I can feel many things, especially the air in the distance between us, which becomes warm.

For a while, I didn't understand what Wujo Satoru was talking about.

What happened to the teacher?

Why the sudden mention of teachers?

I have no idea what he's talking about, "...how about what? Are you asking me to rate Mr. Gojo's teacher work?"

"No, no, no~" Gojo Satoru waved his hand in denial, "It's not about this."

Along with his bumpy movements, the weight of his body also rose and fell. I felt the vibration of my chest when he spoke. I was paralyzed by his words just now, and then I realized what was wrong.

——It's too close, so close that you can easily feel his body temperature.

Why can this person subconsciously make such intimate movements without thinking about anything?

The other way around is pretty irritating, isn't it?

And... what did he mean by that?

What do you expect me to say to him now?

Gojo Satoru's words can be interpreted in two ways, so I choose the one that pretends to be the most deaf and dumb.So I said with a cold face: "Mr. Wujo's professional evaluation as a teacher is not determined by me. I don't know how good you are as a teacher."

I said, "Anyway—it's not very good, I don't know."

Gojo Satoru didn't feel anything wrong with hanging on my body, he pointed out my meanness: "Chuli~ you just want to say 'not so good' in the first half of the sentence, right?"

Koizumi looked our way, his eyes almost falling on Gojo Satoru's arm.Realizing how intimate Gojo Satoru's movements were, I simply opened his arm and moved to the side, freeing myself from his confinement.

Koizumi: "Is it... a teacher from the same religious school as Kazue-san?"

"That's it~Please give me more advice~" Gojo Satoru's hearty smile still hung on his face, even if I pushed him away, it didn't change a bit.He even put the index finger and middle finger of his left hand together, made an L with his thumb, and waved it on his forehead sassyly.

I turned my face away, not wanting to see Wu Tiao Wu Sha Bao's appearance: "...the meaning is really unclear, so what about the teacher?"

"Liar, didn't you say you like the teacher? Did you change your mind so quickly?"

With a headache, I pushed Gojo Satoru away: "I never said that. Besides, it doesn't matter to you... No, even if I like the teacher, so what?"

"That's a big problem!"

After Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he turned to Koizumi who was left aside by us, "Mr. Koizumi, are you planning to pursue my subordinates?"

Koizumi looked at me and asked, "Is this person your boss? Is there something wrong?"

I leaned on my forehead and nodded in acknowledgment.

"Then I need to know Koizumi-kun's personal situation in advance—oh, let me think about it, such as height, weight, family status, annual income, tax payment—"

Koizumi was surprised by his household registration-style inquisition: "Does it need to be so detailed?"

"No, no, it's just a reasonable judgment based on the situation. You see, it's normal to care about the private life of your subordinates."

I didn't know what Gojo Satoru was doing, I lowered my head and said, "...it's not normal."

"Don't worry about such details. Koizumi-kun over there!" He uttered angrily, like a show host pointing at a guest who had grabbed the answering light and was about to answer a question.

Koizumi was frightened by his momentum: "...Yes, yes?!"

"First of all, height! How many centimeters?"

"176 cm..."

"Oh? Ordinary, three points. By the way, the full score is five points, and the five-point line is 190 centimeters~"

"Hey, isn't it a bad idea to score three points?"

"Weight——I just measured it with my naked eyes. In short, let's give it according to three points...Okay, let's talk about the annual income, this is very important, please be sure to think about it before answering me. , then start the countdown: five, four, three..."

"Huh? After tax, it's about [-] yen..."

Gojo Satoru circled his thumb and index finger together and asked, "What about the loan?"

"This is..."

"Huh? The attitude is very suspicious. Could it be that he has incurred a lot of foreign debts?"

Seeing that Koizumi was completely led by Gojo Satoru, and even honestly began to explain his family background, I thought to myself that they really dare to ask and dare to answer.After all, what is the point of this question and answer?

Feeling that things will become troublesome if I don't stop things, I walked between the two and separated them with open arms——

"Okay, let's stop here." I looked at my "boss" and persuaded me: "There is still work, isn't it the time to do this kind of thing?" Then I turned to Koizumi on the other side and said: " We have other things to do, sorry."

After I finished speaking, I didn't give them time to react, and went to the teacher's door behind me, and opened the door forcefully—as expected, I saw the two duo behind me who were still listening to the live broadcast.

"You guys have to deal with important commissions, right? Why don't you just separate here?" Against the light, I looked at Kami Kunikida's complicated expression, which I couldn't analyze for a while, so I pretended I didn't see it. Arrived, and left a sentence: "If you have anything to do, please call and see you later."

"Let's go, Mr. Gojo."

I greeted the sight of this troublesome boss with a spring-like smile.After the less than a second of confrontation, I kept smiling, turned my head and said to Koizumi who was still standing there, "Koizumi, let's go first."

Gojo Satoru said goodbye lively, "ByeBye~"

Maybe Gojo Satoru's series of questioning made Koizumi's brain not fully warmed up. After we walked a few steps, Koizumi shouted from behind——

"Student Yizhi, work harder!"

……

……

Koizumi's words didn't make me stop, and I led Gojo Satoru to the monitoring room expressionlessly.Along the way he seemed to want to strike up a conversation with me, but the only things he talked about were not nutritious.

For example, "Do you think the red group or the white group will win the red and white song", "Is red bean yokan better than matcha steamed buns", "How about a home theater", "Should we eat less sweets because of the greenhouse effect? Ah, but it seems that there is no necessary connection, so it’s okay to leave it alone, right?”

...You must have too much energy, this man.

The girls passing us whispered to each other.

"The person wearing the blindfold looks so strange, why was he put in the school?"

"And he's too tall..."

"Is this the same style of uniform you used when you were studying?" Seeing the female high school student passing by, Gojo Satoru asked, "The skirt is too short, so you don't feel cold? But this color scheme is a bit gloomy... "

After being listened to by the five Enlightenment sounds all the way, I finally lost my numbness. I gave him a strange look and said, "...Are you staring at the skirt of a high school girl? You will be reported as a pervert. "

Pushing open the door of the monitoring room, we have already greeted in advance. The staff in the security room saw us and asked us: "Which day do you want to check the monitoring? Keep it for seven days."

"Then we can only investigate the school registration booklet first."

However, due to the procrastination just now, it has already started to rain lightly outside.From here to the security booth at the door, we have no tools and can only get wet in the rain.

Wujo Wu stepped out of the steps first, I looked at the pattering rain under my feet, and wondered whether to put the bag on top of my head, anyway, there were only a few steps to go.

When I was hesitating, Gojo Satoru spread his hand and said to me, "Give me your hand."

He was in the rain, but there were no raindrops on his body.The rain curtain seemed to avoid him on its own initiative, Wujo Wu was clean, not dripping with water.

This is his technique, right?

I stretched out my hand suspiciously, but before I touched him, I was held back by this man, and then I felt light from my body, as if being rolled up by a soft cloud—he bowed, and one hand came out I passed under my calf, and then dragged me up, with smooth movements, and finally I fell firmly into Wujo Gojo's arms in the posture of being hugged by a princess.

In the next second, the scenery on both sides reversed, as if riding in a time machine. Feeling the bumps, I subconsciously grabbed the clothes on Gojo Wu's chest.

It was only after I took a sharp breath that I realized what was going on.

Gojo Satoru just carried me all the way to the gate.

"If you hold it so tightly, the clothes will be crumpled in no time."

Overhead, the youth let out a childish complaint.

During this short journey, the icy raindrops did not stop on us.The rain curtain was like a band of light, blurring the scenery in front of me.

I slowly let go of the hand that was holding Gojo Satoru's clothes.

The heart that was beating hard just now returned to calm under the appeasement of reason, and the untimely emotions will eventually lose to the calm reason.

"Let go," I said, "it's already let go."

His exaggerated behavior caused several middle school students who were leaving school to look at us.

"Let me go down," I said, "as long as I'm next to Mr. Gojo? It doesn't need to be so close."

"Just take you to the security room."

"...Thank you, but let me down."

This time, although I still said thank you, my tone was a little stiff.Only then did Gojo Satoru let my feet land again, and I tapped the ground with the toe of my right foot.

He asked me, "Isn't this more fun than an umbrella?"

I didn't answer him, just said in front: "... let's go."

Gojo Satoru is still saying——

"It's obviously more handsome like this. Anyone can borrow an umbrella, right?"

"It's time to work, Mr. Gojo."

In the security room, because the registration content was relatively complete, the two of us looked through the booklet separately, and quickly found the names of the school registration personnel.

"Hinoyama." Gojo Satoru spread out the page that recorded the people who entered the school, "The people who visited the campus with Hoshimura Madoka only left their surnames, so let's take a picture."

I took a picture with my phone, and the date on it is two weeks ago.

"Hoshimura Madoka was killed a week ago, that is, on December 12. Before this week, I visited the campus with Mr. Hiyama." I thought of the information I got before, "There is no such thing in the previous information. I mentioned this matter, but it was completely ignored by everyone, and there is no contact information in the phone, so there is no trace left?"

"It's suspicious because there are no traces left." Wujo Satoru put away his playful smile just now, and quickly flipped through the manual: "By the way, the other two victims have no record of visiting the school."

"Let's check the monitoring."

At least to find out what that person looks like.

Because it has been more than two weeks, the surveillance video has to be retrieved from the computer hard drive.

In the video, Madoka Hoshimura and a man named Hiyama walked all the way to the club activity room talking and laughing. The two seemed a little close, but it was more like Madoka Hoshimura's unilateral dependence.

They just visited the campus briefly, and along the way, Yuanxiang Xingcun introduced the campus for him, and the other party just listened quietly, echoing a few words from time to time.

"Just looking at the surveillance, there is nothing special about Huishan... But, he has never shown his face. Could it be that he is consciously avoiding the camera?"

Since the danger is tied to my immediate interests, I can't help being a little disappointed when I see that there is no obvious evidence.

"It's really suspicious to deliberately wear a hat and glasses to block the view, and use Hoshimura Yuanxiang to block the camera for him." Gojo Satoru was originally sitting on the table. After watching the surveillance video, he got off the table , bent down and stared at the screen with me, "Here, adjust it to the front."

I drag the progress bar.

Since Gojo Satoru noticed it, there must be something wrong... I also pulled myself together and focused my attention, not wanting to miss what happened.When the two of them passed by the science classroom, there happened to be a student passing by carrying a large mirror, but they didn't fully get into the mirror.

I paused quickly, trying to see Hiyama's face clearly in the image reflected in the mirror.

Gojo Satoru's voice rang in his ears.

"It's the clerk," said he. "Don Quixote's clerk."

His eyesight is much better than mine. After I carefully identified it, I saw in the picture that it was the young clerk who checked us out when we went to Don Quixote to buy a suitcase a few days ago.

Yes, the clerk with the teeny head resting on his shoulder.

"Go on." Gojo Satoru seemed a little unhappy.

After pressing the play button, we continued to look at the screen, and soon I realized a problem——

"Hinoyama...has he been staring at Madoka Hoshimura? He hasn't even moved his eyes."

I'm not 100% sure about my guess because of the hat.

Hiyama was wearing a peaked cap, and I just judged by the angle of the brim of the hat—the brim of the hat was always facing Madoka Hoshimura, which meant that Hiyama was always staring at her.This is too weird. Just imagine two people talking on the road. Usually, they will not stop looking at each other all the time. For example, when going up and down the stairs, they will always look at the road, right?Or if you maintain this position for too long, you will twist your neck a little?

I said my guess: "It's like, I don't want to miss every movement and expression of Madoka Hoshimura."

In order to prove this conjecture, we continue to watch the following video.

"Common ground."

Gojo Satoru popped up the word abruptly.

"What the dead have in common - I think there is one more thing, is that they can all see the curse spirit. We know that the second deceased, Reiko Shirano, can see 'those things', and the third deceased, Sachiko Hasegawa .”

"Can Sachiko Hasegawa see it too?"

"Just now I asked Yizhi to check. Last year, Sachiko Hasegawa entrusted a magician to remove the spirit. Isn't this rare? Generally speaking, it is not an exaggeration to say that the person who can see the magic spirit is one in a million. No, it’s a very high probability to say that it’s one in a million.” Gojo Satoru said slowly, “After you said that Hiyama was looking at her expression, I’ve been staring at Madoka Hoshimura, just in this part... ..."

He moved the progress bar a little forward with the mouse.

On the screen, Hoshimura Madoka's eyes fell outside the window, and Gojo Satoru replayed it to me in just a few seconds——

"Hoshimura Madoka's expression is wrong." I pointed to the screen, where Hoshimura Madoka's gaze rested: "She looked at a place where there was nothing, could it be a curse spirit?"

Unfortunately, the mantra could not be caught on camera.If Madoka Hoshimura saw the curse spirit at that time...then Hiyama's motive is clear.

"...Hiyama has been staring at Madoka Hoshimura in order to test whether Madoka Hoshimura can also see the curse spirit."

"Originally there was only [-]% suspicion, but now it has become [-]%." Gojo Satoru curled his lips, "There is a high probability that Hiyama is also a fake name. Let the police check the Don Quixote we bought things from, and see if they can ask Get some news about 'Hinoki'."

"That's the only way to go." I rubbed my temples, and I thought of another thing——

"Mr. Gojo, have I also been 'tested' by Hiyama?"

At that time, I stared at Hiyama's shoulder who was working as a cashier without any cover, and made eye contact with that teeny-headed guy for a second.

"Analyzed from the current situation - yes."

... What a headache.

Next, I sat at the desk to copy the video and check the materials I took.And Gojo Satoru called Yijizhi to issue a work order: investigation about Hiyama.

The stool in the monitoring room was too low, and Gojo Satoru was very uncomfortable to sit on. After getting upset, he simply stood up, and then sat on the table again—it was on my right hand side.

"Well, it's a pseudonym. On December 12th, I worked at Don Quixote on XX Street. Let's look it up according to this first..."

Gojo Satoru assigned work, while I was waiting for the progress bar of the surveillance video to be full.

With the last ten percent left, Gojo Satoru had finished making the phone call.Beside his legs, the screen of my phone lit up—in the unlit monitoring room, the light of the phone was as bright as an anglerfish.

My right hand was originally supporting my chin, but I haven’t changed the position yet, I only use my peripheral vision to see the words that are lit up on the screen——

It was Koizumi-san who sent me a message.

[Yizhi-san, what I said just now...please think about it.I definitely don't have a half-joking heart, I really want to pursue you. 】

[Excuse me, can you give me an answer? 】

However, it wasn't just me who saw this news, but also Gojo Satoru who was looking at it from above.

"What should I do?" he said, "Do you want to refuse?"

I picked up the phone, not knowing how to respond.

I typed the text, deleted it, and finally failed to send it.

Because... Thinking about it carefully, Koizumi seems to be pretty good, if you say try it with him, it's not impossible.But now I can't get used to it emotionally, and I'm still in the sage mode of wanting nothing, but I don't like hanging on to others, why don't I refuse?

Gojo Satoru: "What are you hesitating about?"

"No... I'm just thinking, let's refuse." Looking at the 100% progress bar on the screen, I pulled out the memory and said, "I don't plan to respond to anyone's pursuit for the time being, let alone the daily troubles are enough. Too much—I'm still in a dangerous period, and I can't bear to drag others into possible troubles so willfully."

It's like a duet with my unfinished words, in a dimly lit room.A shadow was cast on the table in front of me—Gojo Satoru changed his posture, he got off the table, propped one hand on the table, half of his body was diagonally above me.

"what about me?"

"what?"

"What if I pursue you?"