Undead meow of a certain college

Regarding the matter of whether Gojo Satoru sees or not...

The Chanyuan didn't even want to think about it.

In order to avoid being led into the ditch by Wujo Wu again, he threw the question back to Wujo Wu: "Don't you know?"

After speaking, he took off his shoes, climbed into bed and got under the quilt.There was a small hole in the quilt, and he secretly looked at Gojo Wujo, and saw Wujo Wujo touching his chin, looking like he was seriously thinking about his problem.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Ah no, what does this person want to do?

The question he asked just now is not a question that can be seriously considered at all, is it?

The answer is of course yes, and Gojo Satoru is not thinking about the question he just raised at all.

Gojo Satoru looked at him, accurately caught one of his eyes protruding from the quilt, and asked, "Are you going to sleep with your clothes on?"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Seeing Gojo Satoru was about to come over, he lowered his voice and shouted, "Don't come over!"

"Huh?" Wujo Wu bent one leg and rested it on the edge of the bed.

"I..." Zenyuan Shi also quickly took off his coat under the quilt, and then threw it out.

"I'm not going to sleep with my clothes on! I'm going to bed soon! You go!"

"Alas..." Gojo Satoru made a regretful sound.

Zenyuan Shiya's ears caught this sound, feeling that today's temperature seems to be higher than before.

When he took back his hand after throwing away his clothes, he also blocked the only opening left by himself. It was so hot to be stuffed in the quilt like this, it was so hot that his face was about to sweat.

Gojo Satoru, why don't you leave?

He's really, really hot.

However, half a minute passed, and he still didn't hear Gojo Satoru leaving.

"Why aren't you leaving?" he asked.

Gojo Satoru replied: "Because you haven't said good night to me, I won't be able to sleep without hearing your good night."

The Chanyuan was also speechless for a while: "You... when did you have such a habit?"

Wujo Wuli said confidently: "Just now."

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Can a newly formed habit be called a habit?Is it intentional?If this is not intentional, what else can be called intentional?

But he compromised anyway.

Not because of anything else, just because he's really hot.

Really just for that reason.

Staying in the tightly wrapped quilt, he said in a muffled voice: "Then good night...you go to sleep..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Gojo Satoru's voice sounding very close to him.

"That can't be done~ even~"

Zenyuan Shiye: "?!!!"

How did Gojo Satoru climb up? ? ?

Across the quilt, he pushed in the direction of the sound, but this action did not push Gojo Satoru away, but instead took the initiative to send himself into Gojo Satoru's arms.

Gojo Satoru hugged him through the quilt, then lifted a corner of the quilt to expose his face.

Facing Gojo Satoru's eyes, Zenyuan even felt that today's weather was really too hot.

He was so hot that he wanted to sweat not because of the quilt, but because he was really too hot.

His whole face was flushed with a healthy color.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help rubbing his face.

Well, the touch feels good, it can be regarded as raising his cat healthy and healthy.

Zenyuan Shi was also pinched in the face, and he gave Gojo Wu a big reaction.

What are you doing!

Why are you still pinching his face?

He's so hot already!

He is super fierce!

Gojo Satoru was very happy when he saw the Zenyuan Shiya showing his teeth and claws.

He let go of the hand that was pinching Zenyuan Shiye's face, and looked carefully at Zenyuan Shiye for a while.

Even the Chanyuan was seen with hairs on its back.

Just as he was about to ask Wujo Wu why he looked at him like that, he saw Wujo Wu suddenly approaching him.

A touch of coldness touched his forehead.

Is... what is it?

Zenyuan didn't even react for a while.

Gojo Satoru returned to his original position and said to him, "Kiss good night."

The tone is calm, as if this is something he has done countless times.

Zen Yuanshi almost forgot to breathe, he felt his face became hotter, even exaggerated to the point where he could fry an egg.

"oh oh……"

He pretended to be calm, but his trembling voice still exposed his nervousness.

Gojo Satoru didn't tease him anymore, let go of his hand completely, and then got off the ground.

Arranging the clothes on his body casually, he said again: "Good night then, nothing~"

Zen Yuanshi stared at him blankly, and replied mechanically: "Well...good night..."

With a faint smile on his face, Wujo Wu helped Zenyuan even shut down the computer, opened the door and walked out.

He even turned off the lights in the Zen garden.

Seeing that the door was closed, Zenyuan Shiya took his hand out of the quilt and covered his face.

that's terrible……

He must have been thrown home in embarrassment just now, right?

so terrible!so terrible!so terrible!

Recalling the coolness just now, he felt that the temperature on his face was higher.

Today is really too hot, too hot...

Using his hand as a fan, he fanned himself across the face.

But it was useless, although the wind brought a little coolness, it reminded him of the good night kiss just now.

so terrible!so terrible!so terrible!

It must be so hot that even the air is hot.

He simply kicked off the quilt and lay face down on the pillow.

As long as it is blocked and no one sees it, it can be assumed that nothing happened.

And what he didn't know was...

Gojo Wujo didn't leave immediately after going out, he stood with his back against the door, his right hand touched his lips unconsciously.

The good night kiss just now was also not within his expected range. When he realized it, he found that he had already kissed her.

Fortunately, his cat was more confused than him, so he didn't notice his unnaturalness at that time.

But in front of Mao Mao, how could he lose face, so he could only pretend to be calm.

And in a time like this when there's no one...

The calmness on his face faded, replaced by a faint pink.Not very noticeable, barely visible in dim light.

He noticed the heat on his face, and secretly sighed: Fortunately, no one saw it.

Then in the next second, his eyes moved down, and he made eye contact with a certain kid who came back from the toilet.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Fu Heihui: "..."

At this moment, the two of them had the same voice in their hearts: Why is this person here? !

After a few seconds of silence, neither of them said a word, they just left.

Back in the room, Gojo Satoru recalled the moment when he and Fu Heihui looked at each other just now, and thought of the question he asked the Zenyuan Shiya before, and suddenly regretted it.

Is he some shameless person?

no!

This house still belongs to him, how did he become a shameless person? ? ?

The wave just now always felt like a downfall.

Also feel a little lost face.

With a change in his eyes, he opened the door and walked out, then found Fu Heihui's room and opened the door directly to enter.

Fu Heihui who just climbed onto the bed: "???"

With Fu Heihui's bewildered expression, Gojo Wu walked up to Fu Heihui and said seriously: "This is my house, that is my room, I come here to sleep."

Fu Heihui: "...Oh."

Satisfied, Gojo Satoru swaggered out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Fu Heihui: "..."

are you crazy? ? ?

One night passed, Fukurotsu Miki had a good dream.

When she got up, she smelled the fragrance from downstairs.

Is Aunt Michiko Fujioka here so early?

When she went downstairs, she found that Gojo Satoru was making breakfast in the kitchen wearing an apron.

"Hi ~ Tsu Miki ~" Gojo Satoru greeted Fukuro Tsu Miki with a spatula.

"Uncle Wujo." Fukurotsu Miki called out politely.

Gojo Satoru was very pleased with this title. He smiled, waved the spatula at Fukurotsu Miki, and said, "Hurry up and wash up, and then have breakfast."

Fukurotsu Miki: "Yeah!"

Just as she started running, Gojo Satoru reminded again: "Shhh—don't disturb those who are still asleep~"

Although the sound insulation of this house is very good, after all, the strength of the Chanyuan Shiye lies there.

The little milk cat in his hands has grown into an existence that can kill super curse spirits with one hand.

For that slight sound, it is also possible to hear it.

Fukurotsu Miki instantly understood.

She turned her head and stuck out her tongue at Gojo Gojo, and replied, "Okay!"

After she finished washing, Fu Heihui came out of the room.

He didn't sleep very well last night, and he always felt that he had several nightmares, but he couldn't remember some of them. He only remembered that the dream seemed terrible...

He yawned and went into the bathroom, and saw the faint blue in his eyes.

It really was a nightmare...

Suddenly remembering Wujo Wu's crazy behavior last night, the corners of his mouth twitched, feeling that he could throw this blame on Wujo Wu.

After washing up and going downstairs, he naturally saw Gojo Satoru who was making breakfast in an apron.

Fu Heihui: "..."

For some reason, he always felt a little weird seeing such a scene.

Although it feels strange, there is no sense of disobedience.

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to remember what happened last night at all, he waved the spatula with a smile, and also greeted Fu Heihui: "Hui! Are you up?"

Reaching out without hitting the smiling face, Fu Heihui replied, "Yeah."

Gojo Satoru turned over the eggs in the pot, and said, "Have you washed? Are you ready for school?"

Fu Heihui suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.

How did this person suddenly become reliable?Obviously yesterday was so weird...

Then in the next second, he heard Gojo Wutiao say again: "If the preparation is over, can I help Uncle Wutiao bring breakfast to your uncle?"

After finishing speaking, Gojo Wu didn't wait for Fu Heihui's consent, so he said to himself: "Remember to keep your voice down, if you still haven't woken up, just let it go."

Fu Heihui: "..."

So the previous patient inquiry was just a foreshadowing?The point is to ask him to do something for you?

But what's the point of putting it this way?

"It will be cold." Fu Heihui reminded.

Gojo Satoru replied, "It's okay! It's not cold!"

As he spoke, he took out an insulated box.

There are three floors up and down, and it looks like a lot of food.

Fu Heihui glanced at the breakfast that was already on the dining table.

"..."

So how much breakfast did you make?

"Hui?" Gojo Satoru handed the insulation box in the direction of Fukui Hui.

"Okay." Fu Heihui agreed, took two steps forward, and took the heat preservation box.

And then...he almost missed it.

What's in it?Why can it be so heavy? ? ?

His small body bears a weight that he shouldn't bear at this age, but he still holds it seriously and walks up the stairs gently.

Gently opened the door, he took a look with his head, and found that Zenyuan Shiye was really still sleeping.

So, he entered the door lightly, and very gently put the incubator on Shiye's bedside in the Chanyuan.