5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

Gojo Gojo is a semi-expert in the matter of having the courage to push forward. This is probably due to his personality.But even experts will miss sometimes, not every time they come back with a rewarding experience.

After kissing the soft lips, the vain heart was fished out of the water, but the water droplets were still icy cold.

Even when surrounded by other people, he will remember this feeling.

When she whispered in his ear, she was like a mermaid, like a sea monster, like some kind of claw that arouses corruption and lust.These sharp claws are the torturers who pinch the nerves.

...but still, it feels like more.

……

……

After Zhongli entered, there were only Meihui, Gojo Wu, and Wave Juli left here, and the tarsier had already left.

They have checked the time of renting the venue before, almost once every two to three days, and the frequency of holding it is too frequent as a non-profit exchange meeting.

Gojo Satoru looked at the closed door and asked, "Is the doctor always here?"

"He didn't come here all the time." Undine said, "The doctor has his own studio, but he was invited by Mr. Kawaguchi as a psychological consultant."

Gojo Satoru: "Does he come very rarely?"

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Curly Wave stretched out his fingers and counted, and replied, "Maybe five or six times a month."

Wujo Wu thought to himself, this frequency is no more, no less, like a weekly rest day.

"Not everyone can see the doctor." Meihui said, "Even if he is here all day, he won't stop seeing people. He likes to pretend to be mysterious."

"What kind of people can see a doctor?" Gojo Satoru asked curiously, "Don't you have the right to control the quota?"

"No." Meihui said, "The doctor will issue a notice after each activity, and announce the serial number of the person he wants to see. This is the person he has selected and thinks he needs to receive his psychological counseling. Well ...The official rhetoric is like this, but maybe it was chosen at random?"

"Don't say such disrespectful words to the doctor." The curly wave warned her, "Doctors are not naughty children, and the selection is naturally fair and just."

Meihui retorted: "It's really so fair, why can the quota be transferred?"

"This is... so that other people can feel the favor." Obviously, the waves themselves don't quite believe it.Yes, why can it be transferred?She is a person who believes in rules, so she doesn't like the doctor's unruly behavior in her heart, but she is used to obeying others and doesn't like to refute authority.

It seems that he can monitor the voices in the venue, and then choose his own target from the participants' self-reports.

but……

"Opportunities can be given away, right?" Gojo Satoru thought of Unami and offered to give the opportunity to Chusato.

"Yes. But Ms. Meihui needs to coordinate."

Gojo Satoru thought that Meihui would bring them all the way here, and his attitude towards the doctor was quite casual, which was in stark contrast to the curly hair full of awe towards the doctor.

He smiled and said, "The so-called coordination means knocking on the door of the doctor's office and telling him about it?"

Meihui smiled back, and on her thin face, there was an attitude that only people with long-term illnesses had.The slightly sunken eye sockets have a layer of dark shadow under the lamp, which looks uncomfortable.

She understood the meaning of the five words of enlightenment, and she said: "We met earlier. This is a bit of an affair."

"Secret relationship?" Gojo Gojo obviously raised the end of his voice, and Meihui was very pleased with his support.

"Yes." She said, "We've known each other for a long time, since he was... not a doctor."

what doctor.Gojo Wu thought to himself, it's fine to say it's the head of a cult/cult.

Come and inspect when you are in a good mood, randomly select targets like a lottery, and even allow them to trade places at will. Such a comfortable way of playing is really enjoyable.

In many cases, Meihui didn't say anything.Wutiao Wu knew that he couldn't catch a sheep to death, so he turned to chatting about other things.

During the chat, he knew that Meihui was Mr. Yamashiro's daughter, but they were at odds with each other.

She said: "Papa asshole has other women out there and probably a kid."

Gojo Satoru pretended to be surprised: "How do you know?"

"That boy came to look for me." Meihui recalled Hasegawa Shota's face, "He is a smart and cute boy, he must be very popular at school."

"So, what did he say to you?"

"What can you say to a child born to another woman after the father cheated?"

Gojo Satoru looked at it, thinking that his age was not right.Then there is always someone who is lying.

Fortunately, Chusato doesn't look much like Hasegawa Shota, and with makeup on, Mie won't be suspicious.

Mei Hui sat down beside her.She raised one leg too, then bent like a cat, resting her chin on one hand.

"I said, how did you know each other?"

Gojo Satoru also sat down beside him casually. He collected information quickly and accurately without missing details. In terms of observation ability, he was second to none.

He had enough leeway to reply to her words, and said: "Well, strike up a conversation."

"Who accosted whom?"

"you guess?"

"She approached you?" Meihui said with a smile, "Forget it, you won't tell me anyway. I want to know what you plan to do to her? It's just that you can't beat a woman easily with low-level tricks like deception. of."

Gojo Satoru: "It smells like gunpowder, Miss Meihui. Could it be that you are blaming me?"

Mei Hui shook her head.

"How come, I'm clearly waiting to see a joke."

(She said it as a joke, who is she referring to?)

"It's so bad." Gojo Satoru pretended not to understand the hidden meaning in her words, "You don't like what I did to her? Why? Do you empathize?"

Gojo Satoru was also stinging in every sentence. He picked bad words and said, "Could it be possible that you were once betrayed by someone who treated you with sincerity?"

Mei Hui waved her hand, her empty black eyes were like a deep well, she said, "How could that be?"

She showed a not-so-good-looking smile again, and said: "Or you can understand it as 'I don't think you have gone too far enough'... If it were me, apart from this kind of concealment and teasing without technical content, I would also It needs to be broken, shredded, and destroyed bit by bit..."

Gojo Satoru seemed to be in high spirits, his brows raised a little, and he was not at all dissatisfied or conflicted with Meihui's dangerous speech, he said, "And then?" He wanted to know what else Meihui would say.

Her words seemed to be on his side, and dangerous and tempting suggestions were thrown out one after another.

However, Gojo Satoru wouldn't naively think that this was an exchange between two lovers.

—she was channeling herself.

Mei Hui grinned and said, "Do you just want to play with her casually? Or do you want to keep her by your side? It's not enough to want to keep her by your side."

"It's enough to make her lose her job, lose her ability to survive, and lose her energy to think about things other than you."

Gojo Satoru put his hand in his trouser pocket, and his fingers were stroking the folds of the fabric inside the pocket. The fabric had been dyed to a comfortable slightly hot temperature by his body temperature.

He listened to Meihui's rambling words beside him, but what he thought in his mind was "the fabric feels like the quilt on the bed, slippery".

His brain was working dexterously, and he listened to the only point that "she has no energy to think about people other than me".

The wavy next to it doesn't like this topic very much.

She stood beside her silently with her eyes closed, she looked like a bottle storing water, those words could only come in and out, Mei Hui also regarded her as air.

The atmosphere was not very harmonious, at this time a girl with light-colored short hair came from behind and hugged Meihui, and greeted her intimately, looking at her clothes and accessories, she was also a well-to-do young lady.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Meihui. I haven't been to school recently, I miss you very much." Although she was acting like a baby to Meihui, she was peeking at Gojo Wu from the corner of her eye, and the latter pretended to be there to receive her. Seeing the simplicity of this gaze.

Gojo Wujo thought to himself, here comes another messenger.

"Your friend?" he asked.

The short-haired girl was named by the other party, her eyes completed the crescent moon, and the corners of her mouth curled up without concealing her pleasure.

"Yes, I'm Mei Hui's best friend."

Mei Hui patted her hand, but didn't speak.

Gojo Satoru finds it very interesting, they are like water and oil, two substances that stick closely together but are incompatible.

Mei Hui asked him: "Are you also here to participate in the... um... activity?" She deliberately concealed those words, and she didn't seem to like it very much.

"I came with my girlfriend," Gojo Satoru said, his pale eyes staring at the still-closed door, which he had no idea what was happening in the world behind it.The feeling of having to wait quietly for the result is actually not pleasant.

"What a pity." The short-haired girl rested her chin on Mei Hui's shoulder, her eyes were shining softly, "I actually already have a girlfriend. Is she cute?"

"Hmm." Gojo Satoru thought for a few seconds and said, "Very cute, probably a combination of a mermaid princess, a snow girl, a sea monster and a Western doll?"

"It's, it's really complicated." The girl thought to herself, isn't this a collection of monsters.

However, there is such a boyfriend...

I really want to see what she looks like.

There was a message on the phone telling her to leave.Thinking that there might not be a chance to meet again in the future, she, who has always been keen to attack aggressively, did a few seconds of mental training when facing Gojo Satoru's flawless face, adjusted her breathing and stepped forward, just as she was about to ask for a group photo.

There was a sound in my ears, like a clear spring empowering the top.

"Will you agree to whoever asks you to take a picture?"

The hair is the same color as the morning sun, and the blue eyes are exactly the same, like the color of the ice lake after the snow on the peak melts.Under the short skirt, the prosthetic limb can be seen on the exposed half of her thigh. This unreal feeling makes her really look like a walking and talking doll.

Gojo Satoru, who was still casual just now, and hadn't chatted for a while, got up from the table while the short-haired girl was staring blankly at the end.

The lady doll also tilted her head and stared at him.

Gojo Satoru was stared at by her like this, and he still knew that he had to make up for it.So he spread his hands in front of her, as if showing his innocence.

In the end, she didn't eat this at all. She saw that Gojo Satoru didn't speak immediately, and her expression instantly collapsed.

She said, "I see." Then she turned to leave.

Gojo Satoru: "!" She must be really angry!

(It's not "Shiina Lily", but Ichimuri is asking him under this false cover setting.)

At this time, there is no need to care whether it is a person or real.

There is only one thing he has to do—

"will not."

Saying it once is not enough.Gojo Satoru stopped her, reached out and squeezed her face.

After successfully seeing that Shunri set his eyes on him again, he said again——

"I won't agree."

……

……

Gojo Satoru was really ruthless in pinching someone just now, and my face turned red from being pinched.

I even suspect that I am not asking him, but he is interrogating me.After returning to the car, I supported my face—or my cheek, and stared at the dashboard without saying a word.

Gojo Satoru didn't sit in the back, but ran to the co-pilot seat and sat down.

He's never sat here before.

I didn't want to speak, but asked him with my eyes.

Gojo Satoru: "I want to sit next to Zhongli, but sitting in the back feels far away from you." He said, playing with the spring decoration toy in front, and the little figure in front was dangling by him.

Me: "...Actually, the distance is about the same."

He lay on the front, put his arm on his head and said to me: "But here you can see the way of driving in the end."

"What's so interesting about this." I said, "Driving is boring. You'd better save some energy, and you'll have to sort out today's clues when you get back, and maybe you'll have to work overtime."

"I think it's interesting." Gojo Satoru didn't care about my various persuasion, "It's not bad to work overtime with Zhong Li."

"I really want senior Yidizhi to listen to what you said, hiss..." When I spoke, I accidentally pulled the red cheek that he pinched just now, and I took a deep breath in pain.

"Mr. Wujo." I couldn't help but want to ask him, "...Did you do it on purpose, or do you really not know how to control your strength?" I had a little luck.

Gojo Satoru's answer was more honest than I could bear. He said, "Because I wanted to leave marks on Shusato so much, I just used a little force and that's it."

"...In other words, he committed the crime knowingly, Mr. Gojo."

I kept my head down just now, but now I stretched out again and leaned my head back on the seat.The icy fingertips stuck to the red cheeks pinched by him to do a futile physical cold compress.

('leave a trace'...)

(This guy who goes his own way used to be like that. Am I a cat's claw toy?)

I unconsciously stroked the back of my neck, as if the place where the tooth marks had been imprinted was still hurting.

He was still saying: "Also, please don't use such misleading terms..."

When I was distracted, Gojo Satoru was already leaning forward on the back of my chair with one hand, and grabbed the wrist of the hand that was still touching my face. I was suddenly grabbed by him, and naturally turned to look at him.

He glanced at the red marks on my cheeks.

"In the end."

"—Tell me what is the 'correct' force?"