Undead meow of a certain college

Regardless of Zenyuan Shiya's refusal, Gojo Satoru took his cat to go shopping.

The "Guidelines for Supporting Cat Owners" says that before taking the cat home, you must prepare various supplies for the cat.He has brought Mao Mao back now, so he can only make up later.

Take the cat with you, and let the cat choose what he likes.

Plan pass!

>>>>>>

The spring snow had just started, and the night was very cold, and even the temple was wrapped into a bear.The thick overcoat and hat and scarf wrapped him up very warmly.

But... After all, it was already spring, and his outfit, as if he was going to camp in a snow mountain, still attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Especially beside him there is a Gojo Satoru.

The streets were full of people, and he felt that every gaze that looked at him seemed to be piercing his lungs, pinching his neck, making him unable to breathe gradually.

He subconsciously pulled his hat down, and shrunk his entire face into the scarf.It seems that this can block the eyes of others.

"Aren't you used to being watched?" Gojo Satoru's voice rang in his ears.

The monastery didn't answer at all, but silently clenched its fists.

It's not that he's not used to it, he's afraid of being noticed.

He is not so conceited that he feels that people who have nothing to do with him will have ill will towards him.But once they notice him, there will always be more or less malice.

He was used to it.

I'm used to it, but I'm still scared.

Under the suffocating gaze, Gojo Satoru became the most comfortable area around him.He moved a small step unconsciously, and he got closer to Gojo Satoru.

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Naturally, Wujo Satoru couldn't hide Shiya's small actions in the Chanyuan, and he was very satisfied with this.

As a reward, he put his arms around Zenyuan Shiya's shoulders.

The moment he touched his cat, he didn't feel resistance, and even felt the weight leaning slightly towards him.

happy.

But happiness is always short-lived.

Maomao was quiet for a while, and then as if it finally realized something, it suddenly exploded.

Like... It's like a cat in an unfamiliar environment, subconsciously approaching the most familiar person, but after being picked up, it realizes that this most familiar person has only been shoveling shit for him for two days.And he had a temper tantrum with this shit shoveler before he went out.

So of course it blew up again.

The fried hair looks cute too.

Want to scratch him but can't, so cute.

Much cuter than the scared look just now.

He divided his attention to the crowd, and found that more people were looking at the two of them.

With a gloomy face, he raised his hand and put on the hat that was about to fall off from the Chanyuan, and then led people into the Mihua shopping mall.

At the same time, he whispered in Shiye's ear in the Buddhist monastery, "My child, if you keep making trouble, more people will watch us."

Zenyuan even paused in its struggling movements.

Now his hands are clasped, and his whole body is also hugged and unable to move. There is no trouble with Wujo Wu, and it will only attract people's attention in vain.

Not worth the candle.

Rolling his eyes, he finally said, "Don't call me a child."

He is obviously the same age as him.

Same age!Even if he looks younger now, that still doesn't change the fact that he and Gojo Satoru are the same age!

Gojo Satoru knew that Zenyuan Shiye was compromising, so he let go of his hands.Still holding his shoulder with the other hand, he led him to the stairs of the shopping mall.

"What's your name then?" he asked.

Are you asking for my name?

Zenyuan Shi also swallowed back the reply that he almost said, and then replied: "Don't call me! Let me go!"

"That can't be done~" Gojo Satoru called out again with a brisk tone, "Child~"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Seeing that he was silent, Gojo Satoru bowed his head and called out several times on purpose: "Child-child-child~"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

It's horrible!

The Wutiaowu in his heart is obviously not like this, who is this naive guy?Was it controlled by someone?

But this idea is just a thought.

Gojo Satoru is the strongest, how could he be controlled by others.

He didn't even realize that he seemed to have gradually begun to accept such Wujo enlightenment.

In his mind, Wujo Wu's image stuck back a bit, but it was quite different from the original one.

"Kid~"

Gojo Satoru's magic voice was still ringing in his ears, as if he wouldn't stop until he said his name.

Ugh--

He sighed silently in his heart, and said softly: "What."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru's face was almost in front of him, "What did you say? I didn't hear it~"

too close.

Zen Yuan Shi couldn't help holding his breath, and turned his head in another direction: "I didn't say anything."

"Oh~~" Gojo Satoru elongated his tone, and then called him repeatedly, "Child."

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Who is the child?Such a childish person is a child, right? !

The fist is loose and hard, hard and loose.

He took a deep breath and turned to look at Gojo Satoru.

Still close.

Wanted to take a step back, but couldn't.

Gojo Satoru didn't continue to call "kid" childishly, but just stared at him seriously.

Chanyuan Shi also opened his mouth, and replied awkwardly again: "Shiya, my name is Chanyuan Shiye."

After getting Maomao's name, Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes happily.

He patted Mao Mao on the shoulder and straightened up: "Good boy!"

The Chanyuan even said: "???"

Out of the corner of his eye, Wujo Wu saw the wide-eyed eyes of Zenyuan Shiye.

Oh, it's really cute.

"Hey you!"

The Chanyuan also hates it.

Is he being tricked?

Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, smiled happily. He lowered his head and put his index finger to Zenyuan Shiya's lips: "Shh - don't talk loudly in the shopping mall~"

Without waiting for Zen Yuanshi to answer, he asked himself again: "Do you know why I brought you to this shopping mall?"

The topic changed too quickly, even Zenyuan chose not to talk to him, and even turned his head to the other side.

In this regard, Gojo Satoru just pretended not to see it, even if he didn't get a response, he could continue his topic.

"Because this mall has a super delicious chocolate caramel mousse cake! It's really delicious!"

If other people heard this name, their first reaction would probably be that it was too sweet, but Zenyuan Shiye didn't feel anything at all.

chocolate?caramel?Mousse?

Maybe I ate it when I was a child.

Anyway, now, he doesn't know what these things taste like.

I don't know how sweet they are, how can I imagine the taste of them mixed, and how can I feel sweet and greasy?

Gojo Satoru was still talking about the taste of the chocolate caramel mousse cake, as if he wanted to praise the taste to the limit of heaven and earth.

Zen Yuan Shi Ye remained indifferent on his face.

The hat covered most of his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

In this way, the two came to the cake shop Gojo Satoru mentioned.

The cake had been ordered long ago, and a lot of sugar was added, and Zenyuan Shi was arranged to sit down and watch Wujo Wu eat.

Yes, that's right, Gojo Satoru let him watch him eat the cake.

"Glass doesn't allow me to eat these for you," Gojo Satoru said in a regretful tone, "so I can only let you watch me eat~"

When sitting, the difference in height between the two was much smaller.And Wujo Wu didn't sit still, and he was lazily half-lying on the table, which was even lower than the Chanyuan.

Through the gap between the hat and scarf, Chanyuan Shi also saw Gojo Wu's sunglasses slipped down again, revealing his slightly squinted eyes.

Where is the expression of regret?Obviously enjoying it.

Is it really that delicious?

In doubt, he suddenly met Gojo Satoru's eyes, and Zen Yuan Shi also quickly lowered his head again.

——What am I doing now?

——Why are you sitting here?

The progress of the revenge plan is 0.01%, and the progress bar has not increased since he was taken out of the Chanyuan home by Gojo Satoru.

So what the hell is he doing now?

His thoughts were like a mess, which was a rare situation for him.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, obviously he should think calmly now, but he couldn't calm down.

It was very warm in the cake shop, his mouth and nose were covered by a scarf, and he couldn't breathe.

His body seemed as confused as his thoughts, and he didn't bother to pull the scarf.

No one will see it anyway.

So he pursed his lips and moved the scarf down little by little with his lips.

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When Gojo Satoru squinted his eyes slightly, his attention was always on Zenyuan Shiya.

——Oh, it's a pity that cats can't eat such a delicious cake.

——Maomao is sitting opposite, looking so obedient, what are you thinking about?

——Give the cat a bite, the cat is so cute.

Thinking wildly in his mind, his whole body relaxed.

Seeing Zenyuan even looking at him, he was still lazily observing the expression of his cat.

Something seems wrong?

He opened his eyes.

His cat escaped.

Sure enough, I should give the cat a bite, right?

Taking a bite of the cake with a spoon, he raised his eyes and found Mao Mao's scarf moving.

It was a slight movement at first, but the scarf could be seen moving down a little bit.

Slowly and slowly, when the balance is broken, the speed of the scarf moving down suddenly becomes faster.

Almost instantly, the scarf fell off, revealing Maomao's face.His cheeks were flushed, more bloody than before.

Mao Mao seemed to be frightened, his eyes widened again, but his lips remained in the position when they were covered by the scarf.

His cat pouted.

Like... about to kiss something.

Soon realizing that he was watching, his cat glared at him, grabbed the scarf and tried to continue to cover his face.

Probably in a hurry, the more he pulled the worse, the end of the scarf slipped behind him, and then fell to the ground again.

"Don't look at me!" His cat roared in a low voice, picked up the scarf with two small hands, and planned to wrap it up again.

Do you know how to lower your voice?

Really cute.

Thinking of this, Gojo Wu got up, leaned in front of Zenyuan Shiya, and grabbed Zenyuan Shiya's scarf with one hand.

"What are you doing?" Zen Yuanshi was also surprised, trying to snatch the scarf back with all his strength.

The result is of course impossible.

Gojo Satoru pulled the scarf, brought some Zenyuan Shiya in his direction, and replied, "It's too hot, don't wear it."

"You don't care about me!" Zenyuan Shiye glared at him again, trying to snatch the scarf back again.

Gojo Satoru saw that the Chanyuan was working hard, and loosened his grip.He only hooked the scarf lightly, and said leisurely, "I'll take care of you."

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

No, he doesn't want it, give him the scarf quickly.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to catch the five fingers hooked on the scarf, trying to free the scarf.

But when he touched Gojo Satoru's hand, he was suddenly taken aback.

It's actually a bit cold.

He was wearing too much, and the temperature in the room was so warm that he was sweating.And Gojo Satoru didn't wear much clothes, as if he wanted style rather than temperature, and it was normal for his hands to be cooler than his.

After quickly deducing the logic in his mind, the corner of his mouth twitched when he reached the conclusion.

What is he doing again!Why is his head spinning so fast again at this time?

Just... so angry.

I don't know if he is angry with himself, or... Gojo Satoru.

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Gojo Wujo was stunned as he grabbed his hand and couldn't help wondering what his cat was thinking every time.

If you ask, Maomao will definitely not tell.

After all, no one has ever seen a cat communicate with a shit shoveler, right?

Putting this question on hold for the time being, he suddenly turned the hand that was being held by Zenyuan Shi Ye, and instead grabbed Nuan Nuan's cat's paw.

After happily harvesting Mao Mao and being shocked, he stuffed the cake he had prepared into Mao Mao's mouth.

"I'll give you a taste," he blinked, "this is our little secret, don't tell Nitro~"

Although in fact he doesn't care whether Jiaru Nizizi knows that he has fed cakes to Zenyuan Shiye again, but he feels very happy about having a little secret with Maomao for the time being.

And Zenyuan Shiye... When he was caught off guard and stuffed with a huge sweet cake, he hadn't reacted yet.It wasn't until he subconsciously began to chew that he realized how sweet the cake was.

Too greasy, too sweet.

But... so sweet.

It turned out to be this flavor.

Suddenly, there was a rapid ringtone of the mobile phone.

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand and picked up the phone.

Xia Youjie was on the other end of the phone.

"Wu, where are you? Chuang found a special curse spirit!"

"I'm at the shopping mall with the kids." Gojo Satoru replied, getting up and walking towards the Buddhist monastery.

"Then you-"

Before Xia Youjie could finish speaking, Gojo Wu interrupted, "I'll bring him along."

"Take him with you? Are you sure?" Xia Youjie obviously disagreed with his approach.

"Sure~" Wujo Satoru replied.

Thinking of the text message he deleted before, he said it again in his heart: I'm sure.