Master Gojo wants me to confess

In the end, I was dragged by Gojo Satoru, who was full of jk power, to taste all the super popular desserts in Kyoto, and I didn't return to Kyoto High School until night fell.

In front of him was Teacher Ye Moth's black charcoal face that could almost blend into the night. Judging from his anger value, he had been squatting for a long time.

As a good student who has never let any class teacher worry about it, I now express my great regret.

At least, he should be back before noon.

"Wu, Ming, come with me." Teacher Ye Mo called for us to follow him.

Along the way, Gojo Satoru seemed indifferent, but I was inexplicably nervous. If I received a notification that the scholarship was cancelled, I would cry on the spot, no joke.

Coming to a place similar to a study, Teacher Ye Mo said again, "You two, today is too rude, especially you, Wu!"

"I know, I know, but the old man's speech is really long-winded, and he will be struck by lightning if he delays the young people's youth." Wujo Wu sat down on the sofa with a calm attitude, looking hopeless, and Trying to make me sit down.

If I refuse, I don't want to die.

Because my attitude of admitting mistakes was very good, Teacher Ye Mo's expression softened obviously, and he gave a punishment that was not too serious. Each person had a self-criticism, which was handed in tomorrow morning.

"Mr. Ye Moth, this is not fair." Gojo Wu said in a cool tone.

"If you are not satisfied, you can write [-] characters." Teacher Ye Moth left the room at the speed of light after a word.

That way, it's like avoiding a very tricky super magic spirit.

"cut."

Gojo Satoru lay on the sofa, closed his eyes and meditated, as if I didn't write.

Glancing at him, I honestly wrote my self-criticism.

Although I am a rare "Heaven and Curse Binding", my parents are the type with weak spell power and weak physique. They did not engage in dangerous jobs like magicians, and lived a life similar to ordinary people.

The most frequently said words are probably "satisfied with happiness", "be an ordinary good person" and other words without pursuit.

If it hadn't been for my accidental death, I would probably have obeyed what they wanted, entered an ordinary university, and graduated as an ordinary good person.

I have no resentment towards the death of my parents, they died to save others.I can't judge whether this matter is worth it or not. I only know that this is what they want, so I calmly accepted their choice.

Then, I applied for the High School of Conjuration, probably because of what they had done, and I wanted to do as much as possible.

However, it is undeniable that the high income of the conjurer is also one of the important determining factors. After all, before I can be a good person, I need to live a good life.

So, scholarship and conjurer, both are very important to me.

After drawing the final period, I stopped writing, and Gojo Satoru on the sofa behind me had already fallen into a deep sleep.

This guy dared to sleep so soundly on the ground of the capital, he was really not afraid of others coming to darken him.

I sighed, changed the pen to my left hand, and started a new round of review writing, just as if I were paying him back the favor he invited me to eat dessert.

As for the problem of handwriting, I don't think Mr. Ye Mo would care too much about it, after all Gojo Satoru is a habitual offender in this matter.

Late night, 00:55

The second review paper is completed.

Glancing at Gojo Satoru, who was still soundly asleep, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so I approached quietly, ready to reach out and stroke his nice-looking silver hair.

10cm

5cm

...

Successfully got it.

Different from the softness as imagined, Gojo Satoru's hair is a little hard, but it is very smooth and easy to touch. It can be seen that it is well maintained, and he is really a delicate young master.

"How is it, are you satisfied?"

A pair of white and slender hands suddenly clasped my wrists, Gojo Satoru's ice-blue cat eyes were not sleepy at all.

"not bad."

I answered in a good mood, without the slightest guilty conscience of being caught.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, just stared at me blindly.

I shook my wrist, motioning for him to let go, but this fellow ignored him completely, instead he pulled me hard onto the sofa.

"...Senior Wutiao, what are you doing?"

This sofa is not very spacious, so I am basically lying in his arms now, this position makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

"Since you touched me, you have to sleep with me." Gojo Gori said confidently.

"..."

Is there any necessary connection between the two?

Sure enough, cats' way of thinking is beyond human comprehension.

"I reject."

Because that's really weird.

"Rejection is invalid."

After Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he wrapped me in his arms, with an attitude that he had made up his mind and couldn't change it.

Can you not be so self-willed in your life!

Staring at the ceiling, I wondered if I should have a fight with him here. Considering the intensity of our fight and the limitations of this space, I gave up, because the result would definitely be the destruction of the whole room.

I just finished two review papers, and I don't want to write another one.

So, I resolutely chose to close my eyes, and let Gojo Satoru's faint but strong sense of smell surround me wantonly.

In the dream, I was originally alone in the world, but I didn't know when I broke into an arrogant cat, which was both proud and beautiful.

...

The current situation is not without embarrassment.

I looked at Sanlunxia, ​​whose cheeks were flushed, her eyes were wandering, and she hesitated to speak, her hair was full of black lines.

This classmate, you really misunderstood!

"Who...?"

In Gojo Satoru's voice, there is still a hint of drowsiness and hoarseness. If this is a standard girl manga, then this will be the beginning of a beautiful relationship. The hero and heroine meet in the study room in the early morning, which is both beautiful and romantic.

The premise is that in the arms of the handsome male protagonist, there is no male classmate who is hugged and slept by him.

"Well, the morning meeting has begun, please be there!!"

After Sanlunxia dropped the notice, she ran away quickly.

"...It's bad."

I rubbed between my brows, and murmured.

After all, anyone who encounters a scene where the object of his crush is suspected to be indescribable will be heartbroken.

Could Miwa classmate be crying already? !

The more I thought about it, the worse it became. I got up and went to the ground with a "shua", and was about to chase after him to explain, but was stopped by Gojo Satoru, "Hey, where are you going?"

"open!"

I whispered, "I'm going to see classmate Sanwa."

Gojo Satoru was stunned, frowned and asked, "Why do you care about her?"

I glared at him, broke free from his hand, and rushed out.

Why, it's not because of you, you bastard who hurt the girl's heart at will!

The author has something to say: the plot of the exchange meeting is gradually growing grass...

I have seriously considered whether to change the label from relaxed to hilarious (serious face)

And, a strange Shura field unfolded! !

三轮霞表示很淦！感谢在2021-01-0123:01:55~2021-01-0210:16:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Cielo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!