Undead meow of a certain college

"Okay! Then it's decided!" Gojo Gojo finished speaking to himself, and happily took Zenyuan Shiya's hand, and gave him a high five.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

He looked at Wujo Wujo, and saw Wujo Wujo was smiling at him, then... suddenly got up, lifted the quilt and hugged him.

"Hey! What are you going to do?!" Chanyuan even exclaimed, subconsciously climbing Wujo Wu's neck.

After discovering the self-awareness of the Chanyuan, Gojo Satoru was in a happy mood, and replied with a smile: "I'll take you to find Mei~"

Mei?Looking for Mei?To find that little girl?

Although Chanyuan Shi had thought of going to visit her when he just found out that she was awake, but it was just thinking about it. He didn't think his current situation was suitable for visiting the little girl.

He let go of Wu Tiao Wu's neck, and refused, "Let me down! Why should I go to her? I won't go!"

The temperature at the back of the neck suddenly disappeared, Gojo Satoru's eyes narrowed even more.

"It's the person you tried your best to save. Isn't that enough reason?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"I didn't save her, you put me down!"

"I won't." Wujo Wu replied unreasonably.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Gojo Wutiao, is it useless to say anything?

He suddenly became self-aware, and decided not to argue with Gojo Wu, but to make a move instead.

Of course, for Gojo Satoru, Zenyuan Shiya's "move his hands" is just scratching his chest with soft paws.

Like... a cat stepping on milk.

Once again and again, you can feel the strength, but it doesn't hurt at all, and you even feel a little comfortable.

So, under Maomao's teeth and claws, he hummed a song.

The tone-deaf tone sounded, and even Zenyuan felt that he had suffered a mental attack.

He looked up at Gojo Satoru, and found that Gojo Satoru seemed to be quite enjoying it.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

The useless fist stopped in place, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should continue this useless struggle.

The out-of-tune hum was still sounding, and he still had the time to think: So Gojo Satoru isn't good at everything.

Sure enough, in his previous mind, the image of Wujo Wu was overly deified.

But... because it was Gojo Satoru, he felt that the magic sound was not so uncomfortable.

Just when the more he listened, the more he felt that it sounded a little better, Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped.

Zen Yuan even raised his head in doubt, and saw Wujo Wu approaching him.

"Want to hear it?" Gojo Satoru asked.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Does he look like he wants to keep listening?

Before he could say that, he reflected on his behavior just now.

Well, he suspects that maybe, probably, maybe really... the expression he showed just now is not quite right.

But it is impossible to admit it, he turned his head and spit out a word: "I don't want to."

Hearing this answer, Gojo Satoru still maintained a happy expression, and even let out a joyful "Oh~".

The Chanyuan even knew that he couldn't keep up with Wutiao Wu's brain circuit again.

——When did he start to have such self-awareness?

Not only consciously, but he suddenly discovered that he was still vaguely looking forward to what kind of unusual reaction Gojo Satoru would give.

It must have been the exact opposite of what he wanted, but he was looking forward to it.

Really... it should be said bad, right?

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru lifted him up, and put his head close to his ear.

A clear voice sounded beside his ears: "I see, let's go see Mei first, and then hum it to you, okay? Only for you."

Wujo Wuxiang: No one else wants to hear it anyway.

Only his cat seemed to be enjoying himself.It's really his cat!

Zenyuan Shiye still kept his face closed and did not answer, but the slightly faster heartbeat revealed his true thoughts.

Gojo Satoru was very satisfied, and rubbed Zenyuan Shiya's face by the way, before striding forward.

Mei's room is in the front, but it's not too close to their current position, he is very self-aware and stops at a place where Mei can't hear his voice.

In front of the children, he still has to maintain his image.

As for his cats...

Don't you enjoy watching his cat so much?It's not a problem at all.

Half a minute later, Gojo Satoru put down the Chanyuan Shi in front of a certain room.

"Mei is inside," he said, with the astonished eyes of the person specially assigned to take care of the little girl, he casually arranged the clothes of the Zen garden.

After tidying up carefully, he asked again, "Do you want to go in by yourself? Or do you want me to accompany you?"

Zen Yuan even lowered his eyes.

Did Wujo Satoru see through his thoughts?Do you know that he actually wants to see the little girl?

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand, trying to push away Gojo Satoru's hand which was arranging his clothes.

However, as soon as he reached over, he found that his hand had been grabbed.

"Let me guess~" Gojo Satoru whispered in his ear again, "What do you mean you want me to go in with you?"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

No, this time he really didn't want to.

Withdrawing his hand at the speed of light, he immediately opened the door, stepped in, and then closed the door as fast as he could.

After the sound of "bang", Shi Ye looked at the door that had closed automatically, and suddenly thought: How could he withdraw his hand so easily this time?

Is... Wujo Satoru releasing water?

He really saw through him, right?

Just then, he heard the little girl's voice.

"Brother! You are here!"

It's an excited tone.

Zenyuan Shiya only felt nervous at this time, and he didn't know what kind of attitude he should use to face this little girl.

The situation was urgent and no one saw it, so he followed his instinct.

But now... there is a strongest person outside the door.And it seems that the little girl will stay here for a long time, and she will meet many people in the future. If he is too friendly to her, then his plan...

While thinking, he suddenly felt a weight on his feet.

Lowering his head, he saw the little girl Mei came to his side at some point and hugged his leg.

He met the little girl's gaze.

"Brother, you're really all right, that's great."

This sentence is exactly what the Chanyuan even wanted to say.

Seeing the little girl's normal appearance with his own eyes, he also felt "this is really great".

Although there are still risk factors, at least for now Mei is normal and sober, like an ordinary little girl, and is safe for the time being.

Mei's eyes sparkled, waiting for his response seriously.

Chanyuan even blinked, stretched out his hand clumsily, rubbed Mei's head, and left only one word: "En."

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Gojo Satoru didn't know what happened in the room, he leaned his back against the wall and silently hummed the tune he just hummed in his heart.

While his cats are enjoying it right away, it's always good to practice.

After a long time, he found that the conjurer on the side was still looking at him. He paused the silent practice in his heart and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The man dodged, and immediately looked away, and said at the same time: "I, I am not..."

He stammered, unable to come up with a decent reason.

You can't say "I feel like you didn't look like you just now", can you?

He believes that if he dares to say this sentence, he will be able to personally experience Wujo Wu when he is "like Wujo Wu".

But now what reason should be used to muddle through?

He racked his brains, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, the more he couldn't think of a reason to stand up.

Just then, he heard the sound of the door opening.

In front of him, Gojo Satoru immediately moved away from his gaze.

There is no need to answer, right? !

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Of course Gojo Satoru didn't want that answer any more, since his cat came out, he didn't need to find anything to pass the time anymore.

He looked at the calm look on Shi Ye's face, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Always feel as if something is not right?

He tentatively reached for Zenyuan Shiye's hand, until he grasped it with all his hands, he didn't feel any resistance.

What is his cat thinking?

Holding it like this, he nodded to the conjurer who was guarding Mei, and then walked forward with his cat.

After walking for a while, he suddenly heard Shi Ye from the Chanyuan ask him, "Why did you save me?"

Gojo Satoru pondered for a while, and flashed through his mind the fragments of the previous time at the Zenyuan.

Seriously and firmly, he replied, "Because you are longing to be rescued."

The Zen Academy was also taken aback.

Anger suddenly appeared on his face, he shook Gojo Satoru's hand and shouted loudly: "Stop being self-righteous! I don't want to be rescued! Don't impose your ridiculous ideas on me!"

After speaking, he ran back to his room.

After closing the door, he slowly squatted down with his back against the wall.

Rescued... longing to be rescued?

He rested his head on his knees and closed his eyes tightly.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that he did have the desire to be rescued.

More than once.

Yes many many times.

When I was ridiculed, insulted, and beaten again and again, when I was about to be kicked out of the house, but was forced into a small dark room by my mother.

Even before he died for the first time, before being questioned by his mother about the courage to give up life completely, he had longed for someone to show up and take him away, take him away from that dump.

but.

He has asked the gods countless times, but the gods never pay attention to mortals.

No one will come to save him except himself.

This conclusion was deeply embedded in his mind, so that when he had the opportunity to seek help from the outside world, he did not take the initiative to ask for help.

The people outside must be as scary as the people in the Buddhist monastery, how could they come to save him?His pleading for help will only seem like a joke.

Of course, Gojo Satoru is different in his mind.

He firmly believed that if he asked Gojo Satoru for help, he would definitely get a response.

But... he was too timid.

Even so firm, he was still afraid, afraid that even his only sustenance would be shattered.

Gojo Satoru said he was longing to be redeemed...

Was it when he saw him appear?

Too careless.

Accustomed to hallucinations, accustomed to the illusory existence that only he can see, he never thought at that time that Wujo Satoru that descended from the sky might be a real existence.

So that he... thought no one would see, so he showed his fear of death?

That's all.

It is not the expression of longing to be saved.

"You're late." He murmured softly.

However, the next second, he heard a familiar voice outside the door.

"Who do you think is late?"