Gentlemen, I like chaos

A month later, Xia Youjie defected.

Wakako received a call from Gojo Satoru on the way home from school.

"What did you tell him?"

Gojo Satoru's voice was very blunt: "The matter of his defection has something to do with you, right?"

"Is that how Wutiao-kun sees me?" He Gezi replied hypocritically, "I don't take the blame for Xia You-kun's affairs."

"Jie met you a few times later, and every time he came back, he was not in the right state." Gojo Satoru took a deep breath: "I talked with him a few times, and I probably understand his thoughts... But originally It's not so extreme, someone must have said something to him, I can only think of you in this matter."

His tone was cold and determined, and Wakako could almost imagine his current appearance, he must have a bad face, tense body, and gnashed teeth.

So she couldn't help laughing: "Gotiao-kun likes to think so, so think so, if thinking like this makes you happy."

She asked herself that she didn't make much contribution to Xia Youjie's transformation, at most she just helped him to confirm his belief, and the other party just said that she should think about it carefully.But in Gojo Satoru's view, it was probably him who was plotting against evil and abducted his good brother.

"Where are you now, let's meet."

Gojo Satoru on the other end sank. He suppressed the anxiety in his heart and said as calmly as possible: "I can't... contact him now."

"Wujo-kun wants to know his whereabouts from me, then you may be disappointed."

He Gezi shook his head: "I don't know where he is now."

"..."

Wujo Wu was silent for a while: "Then let's meet again, I want to know... what is he thinking."

"Okay." Wakako's expression was a little sleepy: "Tomorrow is a day off, nine o'clock in the morning, how about an appointment at a coffee shop near my house?"

As for now, there are still a few children at home waiting for her to go back to dinner, who wants to meet this grumpy guy in time for dinner.

"……it is good."

……

After hanging up the phone, He Gezi recalled the scene of meeting Xia Youjie last time, and couldn't help but sigh.

That is to say, if you think about it carefully, it is really troublesome. Xia Youjie defected as soon as he said he would defect. Should he be naive or stubborn... From this point of view, there are nine times out of ten that this stubborn guy Still going to stick to the original plan.

But this is too stupid, how can ordinary people be killed, insisting on such a belief is nothing more than moths to the flame.

Thinking of this, Wakako's mood became a little bad for some reason, she took a bag of snacks from a nearby supermarket, sent an email with Junpei, and then got on the tram back.

After pushing open the door, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Sitting on the sofa in the clean and bright living room are two fathers and sons, one big and one young. The older one is frowning, showing a subtle expression of disgust, while the younger one is curling his mouth, his face full of arrogance.

Fu Heisher sat on the sofa with his hands folded on his chest, his face was very cold, but his eyes were a little wandering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.On another small sofa not far away, Fu Heihui had a serious face, sharp and serious eyes, staring closely at a game of backgammon in front of him.

After deliberating for a long time, he finally dropped the white piece in his hand.

"Snapped."

The sunspots formed a line.

"You lost again."

Fu Heisher glanced at him: "It's the fifth time, how stupid."

Fu Heihui's face suddenly became very stinky, he puffed up his face angrily, he probably didn't know what to say, so he turned his head willfully.

"Idiot." Fu Heisher sneered.

"the stupid one is you!"

"Well, well, what Hui said is right, your father is the idiot, what does bullying a child look like?"

Wakako took a step forward and put the big bag of snacks on the table, and bent her eyes at Fukuihui: "Where is Tsumiki, isn't school over yet?"

"I'm back, she's in the bedroom." Hui said slowly.

"Okay, don't be sulking."

He Gezi wanted to rub his hair, but suddenly realized that he hadn't washed his hands, so he shook his head helplessly: "I'll wash my hands first, these snacks are for you, if you want to eat them, you can buy them from the snack cabinet Rina."

"Well."

"Where's mine?" Fuheshier next to her stretched out his hand to her.

"Do you still want a reward?"

He Gezi glanced at him: "I'm pretty conscious today, knowing that I'll take the initiative to come over to accompany my son. Why didn't you remember that you still have a son when you and Hui were in a cold war last time? It's too bad. You don't have a share of snacks."

Fu Heisher snorted: "He didn't perform very well either."

"He's a kid, are you too?"

He Gezi almost laughed angrily: "How old are you, an old man in his 20s still cares about children."

Hearing this, Fu Heihui next to him also showed a contemptuous expression, he secretly rolled his eyes, got up and walked to the bedroom.

"I'll go talk to Tsumiji."

"Ok."

He Hui said hello, and He Gezi turned her head, only to find that the man on the sofa had stood up at some point and walked up to her.

Fu Heisher lowered his head carelessly, and took a bite on her lips.

"Hiss—are you a dog?" He Gezi supported the sofa, and was about to push the man away, but was grabbed by the man and kissed him again.

"I'm flattering the boss..." he said slowly, rubbing her neck.

"...the boss is not honored."

Wakako smirked.

"If you don't like it, just do it a few more times, and you'll be fine once you get used to it." Fuheisher said lazily.

"Ha ha."

This feeling... really has a kind of sour feeling of supporting a little boy.

After eating, Fu Heisher left her house very consciously, but the meaningful eyes before leaving made Wakako a little depressed.

How should I put it... She thought, if she comes here a few more times, maybe she really can't stand the temptation to get together with him. After all, this body is no longer a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. Insipid, but there are normal physiological needs.

But when she turned around and thought of the mess Xia Youjie had made, she sighed again.Forget it, career is important, and the promising new subordinate intends to destroy the world, what should I do, it's really worrying.

With such a mood in mind, the next morning, she tidied herself up, put on light makeup, and went to a nearby coffee shop.

It happened to be nine o'clock in the morning, and Gojo Satoru had already arrived.

"This way."

Seeing her enter the door, a waiter in a suit and leather shoes greeted her and led her to the reserved seat.

"Mr. Wutiao." She greeted.

"Good morning, Miss Washio."

Gojo Satoru still wore his unique sunglasses, and his white hair was soft and fluffy.Seeing her coming, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a polite and calm expression.

The alarm bell in Wakako's heart rang.

"Gojo-kun seems to be in a good mood." She said gently.

"It's not very good, but Ms. Washio looks good."

As always, the answer was full of rhetoric, and Wakako's heart relaxed a little. It seems that Gojo Satoru has grown a lot during this time, and he is more bluffing than before, but fortunately, he still can't reach the level of ten years later.

She restrained her expression at the right time, and said lightly: "There is no need to exchange pleasantries, what news does Wutiao-kun want to know."

"..." Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, and the smile on his face faded. "Then let's get to the point."

"What did you tell Jie before?"

"This..."

He Gezi sat down and said, "Probably to catch up on the old days first, chat a few words casually, and then give him a simple psychological counseling."

"Psychological counseling?"

"Yes, he is under a lot of mental pressure. Mr. Wutiao has talked with him, and he should know why he is under pressure. By the way, has Mr. Xia You told Mr. Wutiao about his mental journey?"

"……what."

"Why did he slide into the abyss step by step... There must be a reason for all of this. Before that, didn't Wutiao-kun ask?"

Facing Wujo Gojo's faintly changing expression, He Gezi smiled: "Still, before that, even though I had reminded you that his mental state was not right, you still arrogantly thought that Xia Youjun was strong enough to not be easily defeated ?”

"What a precious trust..." There was a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"……It was my fault."

Gojo Gojo let out a long breath, rubbed the sore bridge of his nose, paused for a while, and simply took off his sunglasses and threw them aside.

"So what is the reason... I don't believe that Jie would kill those villagers for no reason, and I don't believe that he will easily change his beliefs... No, not just beliefs, but also... his habits."

What kind of person Xia Youjie is like, no one in the entire college knows better than him. In Wujo Wu's view, Xia Youjie is almost a saint. He has a sense of responsibility that is almost masochistic, and this sense of responsibility is so strong that it makes people uncomfortable.It's hard for Gojo Satoru to imagine how painful the past will be when his faith collapses.

"Do you really want to know?" He Gezi suddenly raised his head and looked straight at him.

"Ah."

"Then turn off the lower limit, don't guard against me."

He Gezi's eyes were a little cold: "Instead of telling you, let you feel it yourself, maybe you will understand his thoughts."

She raised her eyebrows: "How about it, Wutiao-kun, do you dare to try? Open your consciousness to me."

Gojo Satoru's body tensed up, but the next moment, he raised his head and smiled meaninglessly.

"What a long-winded guy, just do what you want."

"Ah."

He Gezi walked to his side, pressed Gojo Wu's forehead with some disgust, and then shared the memory received from Xia Youjie with the guy in front of him.Gojo Satoru's body froze all of a sudden, his eyes slowly opened wide, and a trace of astonishment and sadness flashed in the brilliant blue eyes.

"Jay, he..."

Before she had time to capture more, Wakako suddenly pushed her away, her brows were tightly frowned, and her face turned cold in an instant.

"...Your physique is really wicked."

She took a deep breath to ease the lingering fear in her heart.Gojo Satoru's domain [Boundless Space] is destined to be able to bear a huge amount of information far beyond the limit of human beings. Just now, at the moment when the two consciousnesses connected, Kazuko was suddenly shocked to find that his memory was following those openings. The information flows to Gojo Satoru.

She immediately cut off sharing with him, but it seemed that it was a step too late.But judging by his reaction, it seems that there is not much wrong...

Really bad.Wakako stroked the center of her eyebrows, her expression became more and more gloomy.

"Okay, you should understand why your good brother became like this."

She sneered angrily: "There's nothing else to say, I still have something to do, so let's go first."

"……and many more."

"What do you want to say?"

She turned her head, her eyes became a little scary at that moment.

"Your mobile phone." Gojo Satoru pointed to the other corner of the table, showing a pure expression.

Wujo Wu was calm and composed, but his eyes were a little probing. He pursed his lips:

"Thank you Ms. Washio for sharing, be careful on the way, I won't give it away."

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The author has something to say:

Gojo Satoru's perception of the heroine is more complicated, mainly because of his defensiveness, but he is also interested, after all, the heroine has done something big that even he can't do.But if it's the teacher, Satoru can handle Wakako with ease, and DK Satoru is still a little tender.

Having said that, every time I write about my parents, I feel an adult breath rushing towards my face.