You have to recite your teacher's watch before kissing

"Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Gojo Satoru put down his words and turned off the fire, walked around in front of Jixiu in two or three steps, bent down to look at her face, and then reached out to touch her forehead.

Without waiting for him to approach, Jixiu opened his hand and chuckled lightly: "Miss Glass is here, can I be okay?"

Gojo Satoru leaned back against the kitchen door frame, touched the hand she had opened, and said rather aggrieved, "How do you know it was her?"

Jixiu has some scattered impressions about last night.

Jiarui Glass is one of the rare people who can use the "reversal technique" for healing. She had heard of this person long before she came to Manga.

Jixiu: "Reversal of the technique is well-deserved."

In her situation, she basically had to lie down for a week, but now she didn't feel anything at all.

Gojo Satoru asked after she finished speaking, "What about me? Don't you want to judge me?"

Jixiu opened his mouth, turned his eyes, and looked at the young man beside him who was sizing them up. The latter touched his eyes, raised his hand and said, "Hi, I'm Dazai, because Gojo Satoru doesn't allow me to be with him. Suicide at home...so if you don't mind, I'll leave after this breakfast."

He sat on the stool and stared at her through his slightly messy hair.

Jixiu glanced at Gojo Satoru, who spread his hands, "I picked it up on the road."

"... Pick it up?"

On the long dark wooden table, there are crab porridge, egg rolls, and a few simple side dishes.

Jixiu stared at the bandaged boy who was eating crab meat. She didn't look like someone suffering from depression. After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and typed a line, handing it to Wujo Wu who didn't know she was sitting next to her.

[Why did he commit suicide? 】

Gojo Satoru took a sip of the porridge and raised his head: "Why did you commit suicide?"

Jixiu: "...!"

She almost bit her tongue, but Dazai on the opposite side didn't seem to mind, and even acted very relaxed: "Oh, this is my personal hobby."

Jixiu resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Gojo Satoru, and raised her eyes: "...Hobbies?"

Dazai nodded: "Yeah, like crab meat and wine, hobbies."

Jixiu looked at the bandage on his face, afraid of touching on something that shouldn't be said, so she didn't ask further.

After eating, Jixiu took the initiative to put away the bowls and chopsticks for the sake of cannibalism, and walked to the sink, Gojo Satoru followed.

"You haven't said it yet, how do you evaluate me in your information? Huh?"

She washed it with a dishcloth, and a hand came to take the cleaned bowl from her side.

Jixiu was startled, and remembered the two paragraphs in the information.

"He is a person who affects the fate of all conjurers and conjurers, a terrifying existence that tilts the balance of the world... Without him, the Japanese conjurer world will be devastated."

Jixiu came back to her senses, and said as usual: "In the information... it says that you are the ceiling of the magic world, and no one can beat you. Are you satisfied? Teacher Ceiling?"

Gojo Satoru said with a satisfied smile: "Satisfied. Oh, by the way, did you come to Tokyo alone?"

"Yeah, what?"

Wujo Wu shook his head, Jixiu had seen his casual side before, but didn't take it seriously.

Downstairs in the apartment, several mature cherry trees were carried by the breeze and drifted in the garden downstairs, and a siren sounded outside.

Before Jixiu left, he looked up at Wujo Wu: "Thank you."

There is a slightly complicated mood in her heart, which is the last night's dying emotion after the time of life and death in a foreign country, and it is also like the warmth after drinking a bowl of long-lost hot porridge after waking up.

She has difficulty expressing.

After all, they are full of plans, but they have only known each other for three days.

Gojo Satoru didn't say anything, and watched her leave, and after a while, a figure came up behind him, Dazai with his hands behind his back: "If you're worried, go and see her off."

Gojo Satoru: "If something happens to her in Tokyo, she will be in trouble."

Dazai didn't respond, and he didn't know if he heard it, or maybe he didn't care about anything else at all.

Gojo Goku pursed his lips into a straight line, quickly curved them, and said with a smile, "Where are you going? Kid, do you want to find your mother?"

Dazai turned around with a blank expression, and waved his hands: "I'll go to another place to change the way of death, and see you again by fate. Sayou Lala——"

Half an hour later, Jixiu returned to the rented apartment.

Back in the room, I first turned on the desktop computer dedicated to monitoring. The computer screen showed the outside of the apartment building, the corridor, and the door.

She fell back for a minute, resting on the chair with a loose expression, but her eyes were like precision instruments staring at the monitor.

This is a safe habit she has developed in living alone all year round.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed across the surveillance outside the apartment, and Jixiu's expression froze slightly. The next moment, under her gaze, the surveillance screen was dyed into snowflakes one by one.

'Ding dong——'

Doorbell rang.