Undead meow of a certain college

Why don't you want to do useless work?What are you tired of?

Zen Yuan even felt that his brain was burnt out by the fireplace just now.

As in all things, it is always the worst thing to give up halfway.

If you persevere, there is still a possibility of success, but if you give up halfway, it will inevitably fail, and everything you have done before will be wasted.

Anyway, he has already decided to leave, so let's continue with this final performance.

Useful or not.

While thinking about the above, he was forcibly given a few mouthfuls of tonic soup.

The tonic soup at a suitable temperature is very delicious, but he didn't have a chance to taste it carefully.Perhaps this is also a kind of punishment to some extent?

In short, he only felt the warm soup slipping into his stomach, exuding a warm feeling from the inside out.

He was forced to raise his head, and he could clearly see the expression on Gojo Satoru's face. It was a playful expression, as if he saw something funny.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Is he playing with him?

A mouthful of soup was fed in again, just right, it didn't make him choke, and he swallowed it smoothly.

Gojo Wujo, is he so proficient in this kind of thing?

Zen Yuanshi also had 100 question marks in his heart, but he was unable to struggle, so he was forced to drink all the tonic soup in that clay pot.

Jia Ruozi couldn't take it anymore, and had already left. At this time, there were only the two of them left in the room.

Gojo Satoru looked at the Chanyuan's refusal to be incompetent, and felt that the punishment was in place.

He glanced at the empty clay pot, and decisively stuffed the empty spoon into Shi Ye's mouth again.

Otherwise, the cat will definitely start meowing again soon.

Although it is a temporary solution but not the root cause, it cannot be prevented for a long time, but... it can be prevented for a while.

Just when he was about to let go, he saw the way Zenyuan Shiya had a spoon in his mouth, and suddenly felt very interesting again.

How can such an interesting scene not be kept as a souvenir?

As his body moved, he took out his mobile phone and quickly snapped a few photos before the Zenyuan even spit out the spoon.

Zenyuan Shiya who was slapped on the face: "..."

What is this person doing? !

Gojo Satoru ignored the way Zenyuan Shiye glared at him angrily, he let go, got off the bed and stood up, and sent the photo he just took to the class group with his right hand.

[Wujo Satoru: Share good things with you! 】

【Gojo Satoru: [Photo]】

【Gojo Satoru: [Photo]】

【Gojo Satoru: [Photo]】

[Gojo Satoru: My cat is so cute! 】

【Gojo Satoru: [Photo]】

【Gojo Satoru: [Photo]】

[Gojo Satoru: It's really super cute! 】

[Gojo Satoru: Don't be jealous of me! 】

In an instant, the group screen was swiped.

However, apart from him, no one seemed to be watching the group, and no one responded to him.

He looked at the phone screen, his face became serious.

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The Chanyuan didn't even know what Gojo Satoru was doing, but when he thought about the photo he just took, he knew with his toes that this man was not doing anything good.

As soon as this idea appeared, Zenyuan Shi also suddenly realized a problem: When did the image of Gojo Satoru in his mind become like this?

Obviously, it was so beautiful and perfect before, and it made him feel like being blessed just by imagining being close to him.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

It seems that something is wrong.

Uncomfortable with the foreign body sensation in his mouth, he reached for the spoon and took it out.

After thinking for a while, he threw the spoon at Gojo Satoru again.

Although he knew that this was a useless effort and Gojo Satoru would definitely catch it, but he still wanted to do it, and wanted to vent the depression in his heart.

However, what he didn't expect was that Gojo Satoru...didn't catch it?

He saw Gojo Satoru's expression suddenly become serious, and then the spoon flew to the top of his head, bounced on his white hair, hit his shoulder again, and was finally caught by his hand.

He finally hit Gojo Satoru once?

Although the weapon is just a spoon.

But... somehow, he thought of one thing: there should be his drool on the spoon.

An indescribable emotion rose in his heart, so that when he saw Gojo Satoru looking at him, he couldn't justly continue to stare at him, but subconsciously took a step back.

His calf hit the edge of the bed, his body became unsteady, and he sat on the bed.

And Gojo Satoru, with a mobile phone in one hand and a spoon in the other, approached him again.

He... angry?

There should not be many people who dare to smash him, right?Not to mention the person who managed to hit him...

Zenyuan Shi also looked at Wujo Wu's face without a smile, and couldn't help shrinking back again.

Then, he saw Gojo Satoru raised his phone again, and snapped at him again.

Maintaining this serious expression, he looked down at the phone again.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

what does he mean? ? ? ? ?

【Gojo Satoru: [Photo]】

【Gojo Satoru: [Photo]】

【Gojo Satoru: [Photo]】

【Gojo Satoru: [Photo]】xN

【Wujo Satoru: Hey, hey, has anyone seen my cat? 】

[Wujo Satoru: Don't secretly poke at jealousy, just tell me to make me happy! 】

Finally, someone in the group couldn't help it.

[[Wujo Satoru] was banned for 24 hours. 】

Wutiaowu: "..."

So angry, it's actually cloudy!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Zenyuan Shiye was looking at him seriously.

How rare, this expression.

Pulling out the camera, he took another picture.

Seeing Zenyuan Shiye's face suddenly changed, he stepped forward, leaned over and pressed Mao Mao's head.

His fluffy hair was messed up by him, but he narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Go away!" Chanyuan Shi Ye grabbed at random, trying to free his hair from Gojo Wu's clutches.

But without Gojo Satoru's permission, how could he do it?

In the end, Gojo Satoru took the initiative to let go.

The cat's hair is a bit frizzy, and it really needs to be taken care of, so that it will be more comfortable to rub in the future!

Silently added a cat raising plan, he looked at Shi Ye in the Zen garden, and asked again: "Who cut your hair?"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

He subconsciously covered his head.

He actually forgot about it.

He cut his hair himself.

Perhaps the word "cut" should not have been used, and his mother never took him to have his hair cut, and let his hair grow to be almost longer than his height.

One day in the small black room, he felt that his long hair was too much of a hindrance, but he didn't have any tools at hand, so he cut off the long hair one by one with his hands.

At the Chanyuan family, he had no image to speak of, and he didn't care about it later.

But now...

How long has he been hanging around with this messy hair?And... so many photos were taken just now.

The long-delayed shame about the hair finally arrived.

Gojo Satoru looked at Zenyuan Shiya holding his head tightly, smiled and took pictures again.

Cute, really cute!

But Zenyuan Shiye is about to explode with anger.

Gojo Satoru is really playing with him, right?

"Stop taking pictures!" He shouted while standing up, trying to snatch the phone from Gojo Satoru.

But the difference in height was huge, Gojo Satoru raised his hand holding the phone above his head, and he couldn't even touch the phone when he jumped up.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

So angry!Why is this possible?Is it amazing to be tall?

Angrily, he looked at Wujo Wujo, only to find that Wujo Wujo was smiling, and his smile was particularly bright, and he looked very happy at first glance.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

more angry.

But there is nothing I can do.

No matter what he was inferior to Gojo Satoru, he didn't know what else he could do other than get angry.

Oh no, he can still...

No longer looking at Gojo Satoru, he turned around, clutched his head and climbed onto the bed, and then got into the quilt with his whole body.

He can also choose not to be seen.

Gojo Satoru looked at the bulging ball on the bed, and took another photo with his mobile phone.

It's so cute, how can such a cute cat not be shared with others?

The group was banned, but he could still choose to chat privately.

He smiled and privately sent the newly taken photos to Xia Youjie and Jia Ruzizi, and then successfully found that he was on two more blacklists.

The expression on his face became serious again.

He thought about it, and happily decided to go find them himself.Show them cute cats and drag yourself off the blacklist by the way.

But before that, he had one more thing to do.

"What~ I'm leaving~" he shouted.

The snare drum on the bed moved.

He laughed, approached lightly, and then suddenly lifted the quilt.

Sure enough, he harvested a cat that was so surprised that its hair exploded.

"It's too hot, it will make you feel stuffy~" He looked like a good wife and mother, and while he was talking, he spread the quilt on his chest for Zenyuan Shiya.

Looking at his masterpiece and the astonishment on the expression of the Zen Academy, he said with satisfaction: "This is very good!"

Smiling and waving at Mao Mao, he really said goodbye and left the room.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

He didn't know what else to say besides being speechless.

But watching Wujo Satoru leave, he suddenly noticed that the light coming in from the door was not a light but sunlight.

He didn't see it clearly before.

It's daytime outside...

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

No wonder people are there.

He got out of bed and walked to the window, only to find that the night he had seen before was just a mask painted with the night sky outside the window.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

So who does such a boring thing? !

Or... who did it on purpose?Who deliberately made him think it was the night and deliberately let him relax his vigilance?

Blue eyes flashed in his mind.

He choked on himself.

When did it start, and his first reaction to this kind of thing was to realize Wujo?

Obviously the Wujo Wutiao in his mind...isn't like this!

Sure enough, you should leave here early, right?Otherwise, he seriously doubts that the beam of light that has stayed in his heart and supported him for so many years will become something strange...

>>>>>>

That night.

After Zenyuan Shi also confirmed that it was really dark outside, he started his own escape plan.

He didn't have anything to pack. When he came, he only had a pair of worn clothes. Now that clothes didn't know where to go. He could only leave with new clothes.

It seems... I took advantage of it?

He patted his head to put the thought to the back of his mind.

He wants to be hated, and things like taking advantage are bonus points.

After carefully buttoning the top button of his clothes, he saw Jiangxue on the table again.

Jiangxue just... don't take it.

After all, this is a super-grade spell tool. When Gojo Satoru talked with him about the conditions before, he said that if he wanted to leave, he would keep Jiangxue.

If he leaves with Jiang Xue, he will definitely be found.

After all, it's too dangerous to leave special-grade magic tools outside.

Thinking in this way, he finally glanced at the warmly furnished room, opened the door and walked out.

As soon as the door opened, the cold air rushed in.Compared with the room with the fireplace, the temperature outside is too low.

He couldn't help shaking, but stepped out of the room firmly.

Warmth and the like had nothing to do with him in the first place, but now he just returned the extra things.

After closing the door and turning around, he walked quickly along the corridor, and when he reached the door of a room, he stopped suddenly.

That was Gojo Satoru's room.

A feeling of unwillingness suddenly occupied his heart and overwhelmed his mind, when he made a decision that he regretted the next second.

He... opened the door of Gojo Satoru's room.

It's not locked?

He wanted to go back and act as if nothing had happened, but suddenly he was "evil on the edge of courage" again, and an extra thought came to his mind.

If he was suddenly attacked... what would Gojo Satoru do?

The strongest subconscious reaction can be enough for him to eat a pot, right?

Here at the strongest, no hope can be let go, let alone the hope that seems to be realizable right now.

He quietly took a deep breath, and was finally dominated by desire, and stepped into Gojo Satoru's room.

It's a pity that Jiangxue was not brought along, perhaps he wasn't threatening enough.

But in the case of drowsy sleep, this small mistake shouldn't cause any hindrance, right?

He held his breath and approached step by step, his right hand tightly clenched into a fist.

It's very strange, even if he fell asleep, Gojo Satoru is the strongest, how come he hasn't noticed his arrival until now?

His mind was spinning wildly, constantly analyzing the current situation.

But his body couldn't control it and continued to move forward.

So what if something is wrong?Could there be a more dire consequence than death?And death is exactly what he wants most, so what is there to be afraid of?What is there to worry about?

His body has been persuaded by a series of rhetorical questions, but his mind feels more clearly that something is wrong.

But...can't stop.

He had come to Wujo Wu's bedside, and saw Wujo Wu's sleeping face by the moonlight.

It turned out that Qiangqiang was so different when he was asleep, even more shining than him during the day. (He will never admit that this is the reason why Gojo Satoru has been smashing his filter crazily during the day)

The right hand squeezed harder, and the nails pinched the palm of his hand, which made him feel a little pain.

let's go.

He pumped himself up in his heart, and then punched Gojo Wu hard.

In an instant, the world was spinning.

He didn't know how Gojo Satoru did it, in short, he found that he was standing by the bed and punching Gojo Satoru just now, but now he was hugged tightly and stuffed into the bed.

Both hands and feet were imprisoned, and he couldn't move at all.

The moment he wanted to make a sound, he was turned over, his head was pressed toward Wujo Wu, and his mouth was just covered in the socket of his shoulder to make it difficult to make a sound.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

He knew something was wrong!

Wanted to struggle, but he found that he couldn't even struggle.

Gojo Satoru clasped him so tightly that he couldn't move!

The first escape plan failed.

I cursed ten thousand times in my heart that I don't have a brain, and the Chanyuan didn't hold on to anything, and fell asleep.

>>>>>>

The next morning.

Even the Chanyuan was awakened by Wujo Wu's voice.

He was beaten up.

Gojo Satoru looked at him in surprise, and shouted loudly, "You actually attacked me in the middle of the night!"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

He did come for a sneak attack, but obviously the two of them didn't mean the same thing when they said sneak attack.

But...he didn't believe that Gojo Satoru really didn't know what happened last night.

After glaring at Gojo Satoru, he got out of bed in silence, smoothing the folds of his clothes awkwardly.

At this moment, Xia Youjie's voice sounded outside: "Wu, are you awake?"

"Here we come." Wujo Wu put on his clothes, rubbed Shiya's head in Zenyuan, and then went to open the door.

The Chanyuan even heard it, Wutiaowu first complained to Xia Youjie about his evil deeds last night as soon as he went out.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

How do you make it sound like he's here to take advantage of him?

At this moment, he couldn't help but desecrate the light that had lived in his heart for many years.

——Gojo Satoru, is there something wrong with you?

— refers to the brain.

I'm so angry!

He didn't want to speak, so he turned and left angrily.

Anyway, everyone knows.

Xia Youjie asked him: "What, do you want to have breakfast together?"

The Chanyuan didn't respond at all, but he still couldn't help turning his head while walking, and gave the two men a fierce look.

Xia Youjie patted Gojo Wu on the shoulder: "What's the matter? What did you do last night?"

Obviously he didn't believe Gojo Satoru's one-sided story.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows: "My cat wanted to scratch someone again, but I held down its paw."

>>>>>>

Zenyuan Shiya was here, he went back to the room sullenly, and tried to leave again.

The plan had been made long ago, and he set off again on a new night.

Only this time, Wujo Satoru caught him back before he even took a few steps.

Gojo Satoru said to him: "Child, sleep well at night, otherwise you won't grow tall~"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Damn, it hit his sore spot!

The second escape plan failed.

>>>>>>

Again and again, after the previous stepping point, Zenyuan Shi finally ran out of the high school in another dark night.

After confirming that no one was chasing after him, he stopped and took a breath.

At this time, he heard the sound of water flowing in his ears, which seemed to be not quite right.

Following the sound, he saw... a pair of legs were floating in the river, and then stopped in front of him being blown by the wind.

Looks like a child, the legs moved, should be alive.

None of his business.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and continued to walk two steps forward.

However, the face of the boy he met before suddenly appeared in his mind.

That kid has no ill intentions towards him.

Even when he was using him to deal with his mother, what he said to him was "I'm sorry".

Probably... the children outside the Chanyuan family are different, right?

The snow that fell before has melted, but the weather is still very cold, and the temperature of the river is still biting.

He pursed his lips, turned around and returned to the child who hadn't been blown away by the wind again.

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Tokyo Metropolitan Higher Vocational School of Magic.

In the dead of night, Gojo Satoru suddenly opened his eyes and walked out of the room.

Then, he bumped into Xia Youjie.

"Hi~ Jie~ What a coincidence, are you awake too?"

Xia Youjie looked up at the sky, then looked down at the phone: "Do you think I'm 'awake'?"

It's two o'clock in the morning.

No matter how early you wake up, it shouldn't be this time.

"Oh~" Gojo Satoru turned around, "Then I'll go back to sleep, good night~"

"Enlightenment." Xia Youjie stopped him, "He's gone."

Gojo Satoru turned his head, his eyes widened, and he looked like he couldn't believe it: "What did you say? Who left?"

"What?" Xia Youjie replied.

After finishing speaking, he asked immediately, "Did you let him go on purpose?"

Gojo Satoru put on an expression of disbelief: "How is that possible! That's my cat, and I bought a book for him, have you forgotten?"

Xia Youjie: "..."

When you say this, it's better to talk about the room you specially arranged for others.

However, he got it.

He turned around and waved his hands: "Okay, then I'll go back to sleep, good night."

The scene just now was reversed.

Gojo Satoru stopped Xia Youjie: "Jie!"

"What?" Xia Youjie turned his head and smiled at him, "Do you regret it?"

Wutiaowu didn't follow his words, but said righteously: "Jiangxue was taken away, how could Jiangxue be taken away like this, it's too dangerous, I'm going to bring him back!"

Xia Youjie: "..."

The person who is least qualified to say this is you.

And you have never been to his room, how do you know that Jiang Xue was taken away?So it's not long before you regret it?

No, it should be said that he gave himself a chance to regret it from the very beginning, right?Crimson snow or something...

The same goes for that boy, if he really doesn't want to have anything to do with them, he must know that Jiangxue can't be taken away with his IQ.

Although Gojo Satoru doesn't play cards according to common sense.

These two...

He looked at Gojo Satoru's back in a hurry, yawned, and walked towards his room.

Enlightenment's cat, let him bring it back by himself.