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When Erika returned to her own world, the first person she saw was Keigo Atobe.

The blond-haired girl was still wearing the tattered school uniform from the fight with Bai Lan, standing in the grove in the backyard of Atobe's house, she didn't realize it for a while.

As soon as she looked up, she met Keigo Atobe who was standing on the balcony of the room.

That was the first time she saw Keigo Atobe's unglamorous expression.

The world inside the game seems to be different from the world outside the game.

Atobe Keigo said that eight days had passed since she disappeared.

His sharp eyes swept across her face, and the first words she saw were somewhat similar to the him she dreamed of when she was dying.

"Looks like you slept well, Erika."

Obviously she still remembered her bad habit of playing games at three in the morning.

Erika didn't know why, she didn't intend to embarrass herself in front of Keigo Atobe.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, tears flowed out by himself.

While Erika was sleeping in the room, she heard the call between Atobe Keigo and Atobe's parents.

"...I heard that I have made good friends."

"Ah...Of course, I won't force her to say things she doesn't want to say."

She fell asleep drowsily, and when she woke up, she was enveloped by the familiar smell of perfume.

Atobe's parents, who were supposed to have a meeting in the UK, rushed back by private plane as soon as they received a call from their son. They obviously didn't believe the nonsense that Keigo Atobe said that he could take good care of her.

"Is there anything you want to do, Erika?" her mother asked.

Erika thought for a while, "Thinking about Christmas."

As she said this, she seemed to realize something, and added, "The kind I arranged by myself."

The expression of the woman who looked somewhat similar to her was blank for a moment. She looked at her husband and then at her son. Although she didn't say anything, her face was covered——

"What should I do? My Erika has been missing for eight days and why has it suddenly grown up?"

"No, you won't be cute when you grow up. The uncute Jingwu alone is enough."

"No matter what I think, it's not my fault. My wounded heart can only be soothed by shopping."

Atobe Keigo couldn't bear to look straight away and looked away.

After that, Erika received a call from Suzuki Sonoko.

After she disappeared, the Atobe family seemed to block the news immediately.

Even Suzuki Sonoko, who had come to him, hit a wall.

"Scared me."

she says.

"I thought you died suddenly after staying up late playing games."

Erika: "...It seems to make sense to say so."

As soon as Suzuki Sonoko heard that she was fine, she immediately made up for her heroic appearance of Kaito Kidd during her absence.

While listening, Erika tiptoed to hang things on the newly bought Christmas tree.

"Ah, speaking of which, Kudo seems to have returned once when you were away."

Suzuki Sonoko recalled, her tone suddenly became resentful.

"In the end, I went to solve the case in less than 15 minutes. I didn't even say hello. It was Conan who told us that he was gone. Xiaolan had been looking forward to that day for a long time."

"...Kudo-kun sounds more and more like a ghost." Erika said after thinking, "But I don't think he didn't come back because he was addicted to detective games."

Suzuki Sonoko paused, seemed to understand what she meant, and asked with interest, "Are you going to find a private detective to investigate him?"

Erika thought for a while, and felt that there was probably nothing among the known detectives that could surpass Kudo Shinichi.

Hattori Heiji seemed to know something, but every time she asked casually, that guy would laugh guiltyly.

As she was thinking this way, she suddenly thought of a certain little animal that was complacent.

"I do have this plan." She responded honestly, and Suzuki Sonoko was surprised.

"Who is it?" Suzuki Sonoko asked curiously.

"Edogawa Ranpo."

"...that name sounds familiar."

Erika nodded, "After all, it has the same name as Kudo-kun's idol."

Sonoko Suzuki, who thought she was joking with her, hung up the phone.

Erika blinked and stood up from the ground on her knees.

She admired the Christmas tree she designed, and then thought about the homework of the ice emperor she had left behind in the past few days.

The teacher can open the back door for her, but Keigo Atobe cannot.

When Erika thought about the exam in a few days later, she couldn't help but miss the relatively free days in the Conjuration High School.

She sighed, and hid the things she brought from that world in the cabinet.

A gun, a ring, a sapphire.

If my brother saw it, he would probably think she was going to rob, right?

Speaking of which, she recently had the habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

Before officially returning to Ice Emperor's class, Erika went to Yinglan next door to play with Haruhi.

When the heavy French doors of the PR department were pushed open, the girl with the gentle brown eyes looked at her in disbelief.

Before Erika could say hello completely, Haruhi hugged her.

She rubbed the other person's head with a smile, and looked at Xu Wanghuan who was envious and jealous in the distance.

"I don't mean to get revenge on you for showing off to me last time that you ate the rice cooked by Chunfei."

Erika said so, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"It's just that Haruki is great."

"It's mine now."

At that time, Xu Wanghuan hadn't realized his true feelings for Chun Fei, so he got a handkerchief from somewhere, bit it angrily, and complained to Feng Jingye who was wronged.

Feng Jingye pushed his eyes, completely ignoring his plan.

Xu Wanghuan, who was isolated and helpless, suddenly showed the vicissitudes of an old father who said "my daughter is gone".

Erika was so cute that he laughed, she gave the gift she brought to Chunfei, and finally returned Chunfei to the group of people in the public relations department.

In addition, she also tried to write a diary.

After scribbling and changing more than a dozen sheets, Erika stared at the increasingly thin notebook and pondered for a while before making up her mind to write.

[I firmly believe that there are indeed gods in this world. ]

The game disks she packed up were packed into a box, and as soon as the sunlight outside the window fell, they were immediately shone by piles of plastic shells.

[The people I like are people who do not exist in this world. ]

[Sounds a little weird. ]

[But the gods responded to my wish. ]

Tokyo in May is warm and humid.

All the properties under the name of the Atobe family were hung with Christmas lights, and they stretched all the way, as if they were showing someone the way.

This is a completely different Christmas from Erika's memory.

There is no icy snow flying all over the sky, red no longer represents separation, and stars full of hope hang on the top of the Christmas tree.

[Liking and being are not in conflict. ]

[Even if I can't see them again, I believe that one day, the gods will push my thoughts there. ]

Her first diary came to an end here.

The wind gently blew the footer of the diary, and turned another page with great effort.

[...Just kidding, if I really can't see me, I will buy out the Suzuki Foundation's garbage games and break them one by one. ]

At 57:[-] p.m., the lively Atobe house gradually fell silent.

Atobe's parents flew back to England, Erika saw them off, and when they returned to the room, the pale yellow stars happened to show their eyes.

Fireworks bloom at this time.

In pieces, in the sky above Atobe House.

Erika's eyes brightened because of this.

—Let's go, Erika.

That day in the dormitory, Gojo Satoru extended his hand to her.

——Don’t you like fireworks?

——Let me show you something good.

The girl's loose blond hair was blown up by the wind, and she poked her head out from the balcony, and the smiles on the lips of the teenagers in her memory suddenly stopped.

"Oops, Erika seems to be crying."

"Wait, wait, Senior Goujuan said he wanted to surprise you."

"Woodfish flower!"

"Senior Goujuan said that it was Dazai-kun who proposed to hide and scare you."

"Oh, Mr. Fu Hei, if you frame me, I will be angry."

"Ah."

"Why, slug, I took you to take a look at it out of kindness. Is this revenge?"

The teenagers jumped up to the treetops nimbly. They came wearing the stars and the moon, and their shadows were infinitely elongated.

"Erika~"

Edogawa yelled his name in a coquettish manner, his beret was crooked, and he smiled very cutely.

Before he pounced, Yigu Youta grabbed his collar like a small animal.

"I said I'd be very distressed if I did this, right, Sato?"

Erika's lips parted. She wanted to say something, but her head was suddenly pressed down by Wujo Satoru who appeared behind her.

"Well, everyone said that I am the strongest."

Gojo Satoru told her that Qi Mu Kongsuke used Bailan Jiesuo's machine to travel through the parallel world, and found this world by using the curse of Su Nuo remaining in her body as a clue.

As for the energy to start the machine, it relied on Saiki Kusuo.

By the way, he also became the first guinea pig invited into the machine by his brother.

Erika listened, and felt that it was not unreasonable for Saiki Kusuo to have infinite affection for her that day.

Her thoughts settled for a moment, and she opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but before that, Keigo Atobe, who thought she was playing games without doing business again, opened the door of her room——

The silver-gray boy with short hair looked at the group of opposite sexes in his sister's room and fell into a brief silence.

"Erika."

Atobe Keigo calmly called her name.

He didn't do anything yet, but Erika felt a chill down her back.

Vaguely, she heard someone say suddenly, "Is this the three-year-old brother that Erika said caught tadpoles and drowned?"

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows.

With his arms folded, his cold gaze swept across the crowd behind her, and finally landed on Erika who was trying to escape by jumping off the building.

"Do you need to explain to my uncle what's going on, huh?"

Erika: "..."

Erika: "You may not believe it, but this is a friend I made while traveling in another world."

Atobe Keigo's expression remained unchanged: "I'll give you another chance. After all, although I was drowned when I caught tadpoles at the age of three, it's still more than enough to ground you."

Erika's pupils trembled, she was silent for a moment, and apologized neatly: "I was wrong."

Atobe Keigo stared at her face full of innocence for a while, and suddenly felt a headache.

"Is this the good friend you said you made?"

Atobe Keigo maintained his demeanor, trying to make his tone sound calmer.

However, the younger sister who didn't understand his thoughts at all nodded and then hesitated for a moment.

"Actually, there are other..."

Atobe Keigo couldn't laugh anymore.

After all, he has always prided himself on his amazing insight.

The way those people look at their sister has nothing to do with "good friends".

Keigo Atobe has no doubt that as soon as he leaves, his idiot sister who is unexpectedly slow in some aspects under his deliberate guidance will be abducted by these guys.

As he thought so, Erika's dream of being a single nobleman suddenly shattered in his mind.

Atobe Keigo started to think with a blank face, or else he should call Shinozu.

Tezuka too.

No matter how bad it is, that brat Echizen is more gorgeous than these strangers.

Destroy it.

Sure enough, Erika should be allowed to stay in England to study.

[When I was young, I had an unrealistic dream. ]

[However, luckily——]

[Before I get disappointed, the people on the other side of the screen gently reach out to me. ]

[They are like this. ]

[Accompanies me through my entire youth. ]

"Erika."

"what?"

"I forgot to say that before."

Gojo Satoru hugged her neck, leaning half of her body weight.

He looked at her with a smile, his blue eyes were full of brilliance.

"Welcome to the High School of Conjuration."

-

Erika's birthday just happened to be the year she graduated from the Hyotei High School.

Gojo Satoru's mood improved visibly to the naked eye, and even hummed an unknown and wonderful song on the way Yijizhi sent him to the mission location.

But Yidizhi was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

He held the steering wheel with trembling hands, took a deep breath, and said three two one silently in his heart.

However, Gojo Satoru did not persecute him as before until he recited it ten times.

Yidizhi was confused for a while, and just as his stiff back showed signs of relaxing, Gojo Satoru's voice came in very naturally.

"Yidizhi."

"……Yes?"

"Tell me, what kind of ring would Erika like?"

"..."

Send, send a proposition?

Yidizhi thought for [-] seconds, and opened his mouth against his will: "Mr. Gojo, no matter what you send to Abu, you should like it."

Gojo Satoru gave a soft "huh?", tilted his head, looked through the sunglasses, and met Yidizhi who happened to be quietly looking at the rearview mirror.

Yi Dizhi heard the God of Plague behind the seat laugh.

"Although Erika said that if I threaten Yizhi again, I will break up with you for 5 minutes."

Did Yidi know that Gojo Satoru threw out something he was playing with, anyway he saw a small hole was suddenly punched in the windshield.

"But think about it carefully, the reason why Erika said that is because Yidizhi always speaks ill of me in front of her."

Yesterday on the chat software, Idizhi scolded Gojo for realizing the devil: "..."

"It's too much to think that you want to break up with me because of Yidizhi."

Gojo Satoru was still smiling, but his tone was a little threatening.

Yi Dizhi gradually stopped laughing.

Although he couldn't laugh at all.

But he suddenly realized that every time he secretly went to Erika to give Gojo Satoru a small report, he seemed to be discovered by the other party.

Not only that, but he seemed to have inadvertently mentioned at that time that although he was the same student, Xia Youjie, who was also a super conjurer with Gojo Wutiao, was much more mature.

Yi Dizhi was thinking this tremblingly, but Gojo Satoru suddenly put a hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry, Yizhi."

Gojo Satoru spoke slowly.

"I'm not a man who gets angry just because you say nice things about Jay in front of Erika."

Yizhi: ... Really, really?

Yidizhi: No, think about it carefully, the so-called hearing and seeing, this guy has been with Mr. Nanami for so long, so he should have matured, right?

Yizhi: That's how it is!Mr. Nanami is really...

"Just a little bit uncomfortable."

Gojo Satoru's voice interrupted Yijizhi's dream of a bright future.

"So, please go plant potatoes with Qihai."

Yizhi: ...

Erika Atobe, recently received her high school diploma.

Logically speaking, she should happily light the book with a torch now, and then fly to free Sicily with Yuanzi Xiaolan Chunfei, but——

"What will happen if you can't finish writing?"

"Mr. Suzuki told you that for you." Keigo Atobe sat next to her, and ruthlessly closed the English book in his hand, "If you can't finish writing, continue tomorrow."

Erika glanced at the self-criticism that she didn't hold back a single line: "..."

In fact, this is the second time.

In the words of Keigo Atobe, until she realizes her mistake, he will have plenty of time to stare at her and write a thousand and one copies.

Erika didn't feel moved at all, she just felt her pupils tremble.

As for the reason why she wrote the review, it probably has something to do with Keigo Atobe repeatedly catching Gojo Satoru and climbing into the balcony of her room.

"Because Mr. Wutiao is very good-looking."

"People can't refuse good-looking creatures."

"Especially when he puts on a pitiful expression."

Erika explained the reason for opening the window to the other party in such a straightforward manner.

Then she became what she is now.

Erika recalled, trying to strangle her past self in her mind.

So while Keigo Atobe was going to hold a video conference, Erika sent a distress signal to her friends.

Although there is only the word "help", everyone in the tennis club who has been with her for three years understands what she means tacitly.

[Ninzu Yushi]: Did you stay up late and skip class this time, or let Xiaojing pigeons go?

[Feng Changtaro]: Senior may have really encountered difficulties.

[Shishido Ryo]: ...It's still too naive, Feng.

[Xiang Riyue]: Bet on how the dinner party will be tomorrow, the eldest lady must have offended the minister again this time because of that Wujo Satoru.

[Ninzu Yushi]: Although it is very abrupt to ask, the place for dinner tomorrow is booked by Xiaojing.

[Ninzu Yushi]: Are you rich, Yue Ren?

[Xiang Riyue]: ...

[Akutagawa Jiro]: Huh?Who is Gojo Satoru?

[Xiang Riyue]: Of course it's Missy's current boyfriend.

[Feng Chotaro]: It must be the man who came to the tennis club last time, Mr. Akutagawa should be sleeping at that time.

[Ninzu Yushi]: It's been a long time since I saw Xiaojing's unglamorous expression.But Erika, did you really pee your pants when you were three years old?

[Eri Flower]: ...

[Erihua]: Shut up, I just accidentally fell into the pond.

A false friend, Yushi Ninzu.

Erika secretly changed the note for him.

It is well known in the magic world that Gojo Satoru wanted to kill his students, but no one expected that it was Erika who confessed first.

"I seem to like Mr. Wujo."

Although separated by a long distance, Gojo Satoru still captured it accurately.

With a taste of guilt and uncertainty, paired with the other party's blond hair that was messed up due to annoyance, and the bloodshot earlobes that were trying to cover up, Gojo Satoru felt so cute that it exploded.

"I don't know why, but when Gojo-sensei told me to rely more on him a long time ago, I felt exactly like what you just described Sonoko."

No matter when he is serious or when he is acting like a baby, Wujo Satoru is the type that makes people fall in love easily.

"Don't be afraid, Erika."

Erika still remembers the last time Gojo Satoru led her into the Yusanjia meeting swaggeringly, pointing out to her one by one the appearance of the people who participated in the assassination of her confrontation with the super magic spirit.

"absurd!"

"Bullshit!"

"Are you crazy! Gojo Satoru!"

The air was silent for a moment, and then, the old guys who were so angry that their beards and eyes were blown red and their necks were flushed, they slammed the table and stood up.

But facing their condemnation, Gojo Satoru didn't care at all. He seemed to have heard similar words many times, but he subconsciously tightened his grip on her.

The heat radiating from the man enveloped her gently.

As soon as Erika raised her head, she could see Gojo Satoru's six eyes that were too beautiful behind the pair of sunglasses that had slipped down.

She asked in a low voice, "Why?" Gojo Satoru curled the corners of his lips happily.

"Because Erika will meet them sooner or later."

Gojo Satoru's tone of voice was still as casual as before, but his eyes no longer looked at her.

"It was stopped by Nitro before, but it's not too late now."

"Want me to avenge you, Erika?"

The tone was obviously joking, but Gojo Satoru seemed to be serious at that moment.

The spell power emanating from him merged into a terrifying aura, not only Erika, but even the people from the Yusanjia's eyes widened in disbelief for a moment.

But Gojo Satoru laughed out loud.

He patted her head and pinched her cheek again.

"Just kidding."

He rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly.

"Didn't you always want to see Erika, I just fulfilled your wish."

Gojo Satoru didn't change his face when he lied.

"How? It's cute, isn't it?"

In short, it doesn't match up with "a guy who is potentially threatening and needs to be removed".

Gojo Satoru no longer secretly hid her, but showed her generously in front of the high-level executives of the magic world.

Like showing off, but also like a threat.

That was probably Erika's second heartbeat.

"How to do?"

At a distance of more than ten meters, Gojo Satoru saw her asking Suzuki Sonoko for help.

"I haven't confessed to anyone yet. Would it be embarrassing if I was rejected?"

Gojo Satoru covered his face and laughed silently.

"Sounds like it would be embarrassing."

He took a step forward, but in the next second he covered a distance of more than ten meters and appeared behind the girl in the uniform of the Ice Emperor.

The 1.6-meter stature is too petite in front of Gojo Satoru. He hardly needs to work hard, and he can hold the opponent completely into his body with one hand.

The golden figure reflected in the blue eyes raised his head in astonishment, before Erika even had time to speak, Gojo Satoru rubbed against her like a small animal.

"But that possibility doesn't exist, Erika."

Gojo Satoru likes a girl in seventeen lives, and is distressed about the first confession in his life.

The object of confession is himself.

At least for Gojo Satoru, there is nothing more exciting than this.

It was so precious that he wanted to make him do something crazy, even if the other party promised that he would never die casually again, Gojo Satoru still dreamed of such scenes in countless dreams.

It is impossible to give it to others, and the worst case is to hide her again.

"Tell me again, Erika."

Gojo Satoru's tone was hearty, and he bent down to look at her.

The face that is more delicate than a girl's is enlarged, the tip of the nose is brought closer, and the ending sound like a feather is infinitely light with a warm snort, which makes people's throat itchy.

"Confessions like this, of course, are only meaningful if you tell them to yourself."

Gojo Satoru is a typical representative of making progress.

In the first hour of dating, he announced to the entire magic world that Erika was his girlfriend Gojo Satoru.

In the second hour of our relationship, Erika received a photo from him. I don’t know which room in Gojo Honkan it was, but it was arranged by Gojo Satoru to look like her previous dormitory. smiley face.

Gojo Satoru felt that everything was going well, after all he had been preparing for this day for a long time.

If Erika agrees, he can even submit the marriage application this afternoon.

Then Gojo Satoru, who was showing off everywhere, was soon retaliated by Keigo Atobe.

To the extent that the alarm would go off as soon as he stepped into the palace-like house of the Atobe family.

The teenage boy stood on the terrace, looking at the innocent Gojo Satoru with the eyes of a superior.

That was Erika's room.

Realizing this, Gojo Satoru straightened up amidst the red alarm.

"It's natural to be hated."

On the way out of the mission, Jianren Nanami, who was listening to Gojo Satoru's complaint, said calmly.

"If I had a younger sister, I'd keep her away from you too."

Gojo Satoru: "Hey~ why?"

Jianren Qihai: "It's okay to be a person in the magic world. In the eyes of ordinary people, you are probably just an unscrupulous teacher who is idle and has no qualifications."

Gojo Satoru: "That's too much, Nanami."

Even though Gojo Satoru said so, Qihai Jianren still remained calm. He pushed down his glasses and sideways avoided the attack of the curse spirit.

"Also, in front of other people, at least restrain yourself." Nanami Jianren raised his head to look at Gojo Satoru, with a bit of helplessness in his tone, "Your gaze when looking at Atobe is really too open. "

Gojo Satoru blinked, and his crossed legs loosened.

He was quiet for a few seconds, spread his hands, and put on a confident posture, "I think about it too, but it's beyond my control."

Gojo Satoru said so, and nodded thoughtfully, "You will know when you have someone you like, Qihai."

Gojo Satoru is an exaggeratedly possessive person.

He didn't think he was a good person, but he wasn't as rotten as when Yidizhi scolded him behind his back.

Therefore, when Erika told him that she didn't know what liking was, Gojo Satoru could temporarily suppress those dark thoughts and guide her step by step like a real teacher.

But it's different now.

Erika said she likes him.

Gotiao Wu secretly recorded that sentence, and played it seventeen or eight times in front of Xia Youjie every day.

It wasn't until Xia Youjie dialed Erika's phone unbearably that Gojo Satoru was willing to calm down.

However, even so, the first thought that came to Gojo Satoru's mind was "It would be great if Jay didn't have Erika's contact information".

It has nothing to do with worrying about his best friend suing, Gojo Satoru simply doesn't want his Erika to come into his best friend's sight.

his.

Erika.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing just by uttering these few syllables from the tip of his tongue.

So for Gojo Satoru, every hug became a matter of course.

He loves to hold her in his lap and rest his chin lightly on the top of her furry head.

There were no muscles or fat on the girl's waist, and the faint fragrance on her body could not be distinguished from the body wash or the shampoo.

She was breathing evenly, her eyelashes fluttering slightly in the dim light.

But Gojo Satoru was very distressed.

"It seems that what Atobe-kun said makes sense." He dragged his tone, as if he was complaining or coquettish, "It's not a good thing to trust me too much, Erika."

Gojo Satoru's voice did not receive a response.

Because the girl watching the boring TV show has fallen asleep.

Gojo Satoru laughed softly.

At that time, the girl had just finished the exam season, and she was afraid that she would not get the No.1. Even when she fell asleep, she whispered "but the question is really too difficult".

Wujo Wucai didn't care whether he took the exam or not, he put her on the sofa, squatted next to the sofa, and looked at her with his chin resting.

Just like in the high school of conjuration, he poked the opponent's cheek with his fingertips.

Didn't wake up.

Pull hair.

Still didn't wake up.

Gojo Satoru pondered for a while, soft lips fell on the girl's forehead.

Browbones, eye sockets, eyelashes.

The bridge of the nose, the cheeks, the lips.

Gojo Satoru has seen others do this many times, but this is the first time he has done it himself.

It's something he's long wanted to do.

At that time, in the apartment he bought for Erika, he was forced to stop because of the exasperated screams of the other party.

As soon as Gojo Satoru thought of this, his eyes darkened uncontrollably.

Fear and lack of confidence.

These emotions, which didn't match Gojo Satoru's name at all, became reality after he watched him die sixteen times.

It hasn't changed until now.

Gojo Satoru is still awakened by the blood-stained Christmas tree until now.

"What if Erika ran away with someone else?"

"...There will be no such thing, Gojo-san."

"Eh? That's what you said, but you were gloating in your heart just now, Yidizhi."

"..."

"It seems that I guessed it right, you know that? I will take revenge on you, Yizhi."

"...I think Supervisor Nitta has been a little idle recently, why don't you go and persecute him, Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Satoru at that time thought for a while, then tilted his head in doubt, "Who is that?"

Yizhi: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "But you actually wanted to push me to someone else. I asked you because I trusted you."

Even if it wasn't intentional, when Gojo Satoru stood up, his extraordinary height still created a wonderful sense of oppression.

Gojo Satoru pretended to be regretful and shook his head, "It really disappoints me, Yizhi."

Yidizhi: "...have you been watching TV Tokyo's series recently?"

Gojo Satoru: "Because Erika likes to watch, I just glance at it occasionally. How about it, the lines are not bad, right?"

Almost scared to death, okay? !

Yidizhi roared in his heart, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm: "I think Ms. Atobe likes you. If you are worried, maybe you can ask Miss Atobe."

At that time, Gojo Satoru thought for a few tenths of a second, and then rejected Yizhizhi's proposal.

"I don't want to."

If Erika suddenly realized that her feelings for him were not the so-called liking between lovers, wouldn't he just watch her run away?

Whether it is to take advantage of others' dangers, Gojo Satoru doesn't care about other people's opinions.

As he was recalling this, he suddenly realized that the girl in front of him woke up at some point.

Her eyes were wide open, and the blue irises were misty from just waking up.

"Too much! Teacher!"

As Gojo Satoru expected, he heard Erika's complaint.

He smiled, and was about to use any excuse to fool him, but he heard the girl's serious voice.

"Yuanzi said that you should eat candy before kissing, you have to remind me."

"...Pfft ha ha ha."

Gojo Satoru covered his face, his shoulders shrugged slightly due to the laughter.

"You are really easy to be deceived, Erika."

I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm being underestimated.

Erika analyzed the reason in her head, and finally attributed Gojo Satoru's behavior of laughing at her to something wrong with him.

"However, it really surprised me."

Gojo Satoru's voice reached his ears, and Erika came back to look at him.

Those blue eyes were close at hand, Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, but what he said was "I thought Erika would be angry."

Erika was silent for a while: "So in the teacher's eyes, I have such a bad temper?"

Gojo Satoru: "Well, not really, it's just that when I wanted to do something like this to Erika last time, Erika looked like she was about to cry out of anger."

Erika recalled it.

"...That's different." She analyzed seriously, "At that time, the teacher was just a teacher."

"Ok?"

Gojo Satoru's voice was lost in the other party's unexpected actions.

Erika kissed him.

At the end, I asked him, "Like this, if I do this kind of thing to the teacher, will the teacher be angry?"

Gojo Satoru looked at her, and suddenly a sense of powerlessness wrapped in joy filled his heart.

Sometimes he is really curious about what kind of wonderful things are in Erika's head.

Gojo Satoru wanted to tell her a long time ago, before he recovered his memory.

Every time she pretended to be calm and wanted to compete with him, her earlobes would turn red.

"I don't know where you learned it, but that's not okay, Erika."

The reversal of power is only in an instant.

The girl who just sat up from the sofa was pushed back before she could react.

Gojo Satoru clasped her wrist with one hand, and put his knee between her legs.

Those sparkling blue eyes could only look at him at the moment.

"Old, teacher?"

Gojo Satoru heard her shout tremblingly.

From confusion to shyness, there is no fear at all.

Gojo Satoru burst out laughing.

He pressed down with his whole body, and buried his head in the socket of her warm neck.

"Don't call me that at a time like this."

"……what?"

"As I said, I occasionally think Erika is cute when she cries."

When speaking, the resonance in the chest was transmitted to her without any drop.

Suddenly realizing something, Erika froze.

Gojo Satoru's slipping hand finally stopped at her waist.

"If you call me teacher at this time, I will only think that Erika's crying face is cuter."

Want to hug her.

want to kiss her.

I want to make her scent disappear.

I want her to be her own taste from the tips of her toes to the tips of her hair.

When Gojo Satoru noticed these thoughts for the first time, he felt a little unbelievable.

Gojo Satoru has always been willful and an out-and-out activist.

But he didn't have any further thoughts at this time.

Not yet.

He said that to himself, driving himself crazy.

"Unlike other chaebols, the Atobe family does not have the habit of marrying."

The faint voice of the girl under him penetrated into his ears.

Gojo Satoru froze for a moment, lowered his eyes to look at her.

"I probably won't like anyone else in the future, so if the teacher doesn't mind...