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Gojo Satoru held on without laughing.

He maintains a ruthless Kugai expression, like a school bully who beats up the little flower girl in the alley after school.

From the posture to the eyes are very realistic, except that the appearance is a bit different from the ordinary bad boys, it is perfect.

The little flower girl who was bullied by the school also cooperated very well, Zhizhi raised her head consciously and looked at Gojo Satoru, and at the same time quietly reached out to pick up the pen.

Open the wrong problem set, math mode, start!

Did not expect it!The smart girl Zhizhi has already memorized a few wrong questions while Wutiaowu was not paying attention. Even if she lost her vision, it does not prevent her from using the secret technique of "blind man touching the elephant".

Counterattack from the bottom [-] in the grade to the positive [-] is not just talk, I swear in the name of the god of the second grade, the strong will never admit defeat!

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and looked at Xuejian Weizhi, his scorching pupils of different colors were full of his figure, which seemed extraordinarily sincere.

If it hadn't been for the invincible Six Eyes who told him that the little girl was secretly writing wrong questions underneath, Gojo Satoru would have never realized that the person who seems to be "one-hearted" about him is only thinking about studying.

Learning is valuable than anything else.Men, don't disturb other people's studies.

"Explain." Gojo Satoru raised his chin, "Student Xue Jian, I don't know how many surprises you have?"

Xuejian Weizhi hurriedly calculated the last root number, and wrote a big word "solve" in front of the next question, then closed the math problem book and put down the pen to pretend that he didn't make a mistake.

Her ability to focus on two tasks is very good, and she does not forget to answer Gojo Satoru's questions while swimming in the ocean of mathematics:

"My left eye seals the tears that Aphrodite, the god of love and beauty, shed during the battle between Odin and Taibaijinxing in the twilight era of the gods."

"It has gone through 49 [-] processes to become a high-end ingredient, and then master Xue Jian, who graduated from Yuanyue College, used the simplest cooking method to make a Liuwei Dihuang pill. After eating this ball, my eyes are here. Mutations……"

Xuejian Weizhi was eloquent, talking to Gojo Wujo about his genius setting and the large amount of mystical knowledge incorporated in the setting.

Gojo Goto counted the characters in Xuejian Weizhi’s story: Odin, Nordic mythology; Some cultured people really don't understand.

"Get to the point." Gojo Satoru pinched the duckling's mouth threateningly, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll replace all your Godiva chocolates with Liuwei Dihuang Wan."

What!Can't!You tyrant!

The girl shut up instantly, and reluctantly succumbed to Gojo Satoru's lust.

People die for money, birds die for food, branches bend and stretch for sweets.

Xuejian Weizhi was silent for a long time, deleted, deleted, modified and modified the secondary settings in his small notebook, and said: "...I call it the pupil of insight, it allows me to see the soul and emotion of living things color."

In the field of vision of the left eye, the buildings and dead objects were reduced to gray silence.Only life is endless in the world, blooming in gorgeous colors, jumping quietly or loudly.

"Do emotions have colors?" Gojo Satoru asked curiously, "What color am I now?"

If I told you it was green, would you kill innocent Zhizhi...

Yukimi Mie thought about it and said, "It's blue, a color that symbolizes reason and calmness."

Orange is a happy color, reddish is angry, green is peaceful, pink is dokidoki, and yellow is emmmmm.

Although Yukami Miie doesn't believe in horoscopes, she is very familiar with memorizing color symbols. When she has nothing to do, she will tell the fortunes of relatives and friends, and go to the streets with Dazai Osamu to swindle.

As I said, they are bad friends, bad friends.

"It's no wonder Zhizhi didn't react at all before. It turned out to be a hangup." Gojo Satoru finally grabbed the girl's face, let go, and collapsed on the sofa again.

He was strong in his hands, and Xue Jian Weizhi rubbed his face that seemed to be red from being pulled, and while he seized the time to continue writing her mathematics, he secretly raised his head and glanced at Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru's mood is blue with more rationality most of the time, including when he is playing with Zhizhi, rolling on the sofa, watching sand sculpture jokes on his mobile phone and laughing until he has asthma, the orange representing happiness and happiness is only extremely blue. Less than a part, the cold blue firmly occupied his emotions, just like those six indifferent eyes.

Frivolity and capriciousness are definitely his camouflage colors, and the deeper things inside have not even revealed the tip of the iceberg.

Gojo Satoru guessed wrong, Xuejian Weizhi was not so sure because he saw his emotional changes clearly - his emotions did not change at all, teasing her and deliberately changing his face were cold blue, the ghost knew what this man was thinking What.

She just made a simple judgment.

Gojo Satoru's tutoring time for Yukimi Mie is very irregular.Sometimes when he came to sit for an hour, he would receive a call and leave in a hurry, or he might suddenly come over in the middle of the night and give her a bag of souvenirs and a stack of papers—the souvenirs often come from Hokkaido, Sendai, etc., which are some distance from Yokohama Apparently, 007's busy conjurer suddenly remembered his cheap student in Yokohama after exorcism.

After a month of tutoring, Gojo Satoru came and went in a hurry.But as long as it was the papers that Xuejian Miie had done, he had read most of them, and the new questions he brought next time could always perfectly target her weak points.

Even if he was so busy that he could only close his eyes and squint for a while when Yukimi Mie was doing the paper, Gojo Satoru never said that giving her tutoring was worthless, meaningless, and wasting his time—although to him, maybe Indeed.

On the contrary, Yukimi Mie even felt that Gojo Satoru liked coming to Yokohama.

Compared with the task of conjurer who is considered "valuable and meaningful", the man who is known as the strongest is more willing to take care of children. To tease Zhizhi is a rare decompression project for him.

Therefore, even if the teacher does not have a teacher qualification certificate, he insists on interspersing the super-class content of calculus and linear algebra when explaining junior high school mathematics, is keen to draw pig heads on Zhizhi's papers, and always likes to ask students to work with him. Childish pranks...

In Xuejian Weizhi's heart, Gojo Satoru is definitely a qualified teacher.

Why can you say things like "Teacher Wutiao won't hurt me"?

Because, he is a super good person.

Xuejian Weizhi looked at Gojo Satoru from the corner of her eye while doing the questions.The window of the living room was ajar, and wisps of slight wind slipped into the living room, messing Wu Tiao Wu's white hair.

With a stature of 1.9 meters, he huddled on the sofa aggrievedly, Gojo Satoru closed his eyes, and took a nap with a relaxed expression.

After the blindfold was taken off, the magical hairspray effect was lost, and Wujo Satoru's hair was prickly, like a big cat being attacked by static electricity, and it exploded slightly.

The ball of snow-white hair is soft to the touch, completely different from the hard and prickly feeling when the blindfold is raised up to the sky, like a handful of snow, cold and silky.

Xuejian Weizhi has always wanted to rub Gojo Satoru's hair to play with, but the no-lower-limit technique is very hateful, and she has no chance to sneak attack at all.

Even the "soft" evaluation came when Gojo Satoru was very close to her just now, and the little finger touched a little bit, and the touch felt very like Xiaomi's fur.

Xiao Mi is the domestic cat of Ms. Haruno Qiluozi of the detective agency, an ultra-rare male three-colored cat. It is happy to let Zhizhi touch her head and scratch her chin, but she is not allowed to suck her belly.

Teacher Natsume: I am a reserved cat.

"Putting five strands of teacher's hair must be happier than stroking Xiaomi." The hard-working girl bit her pen and thought expectantly, "I really want to shave my teacher bald."

How bold people are, how productive the land is, what if it happens?People always have dreams.

The girl's eyes were extremely hot, Gojo Satoru opened his eyes and saw his restless student brushing like a Gauss possessed, while distractedly looking at his——hair.

Thank you, Mr. Wujo knows that he is very attractive from head to toe, but the first time is to look at the heels and the second time is to look at the hair. Girl, why can’t you focus on the teacher’s handsome face?

If Osamu Dazai heard Gojo Satoru's question, he would definitely hold the hand of his rare confidant tightly.

yeah, why?What a handsome face, but she only wanted to trick Dazai Osamu into being a good boy, and the maintenance fee was still fifty or five cents, and she didn't take any advantage.

Of course it is because: Compared with men, making money is happier!

Zhizhi's dream is to become a little rich woman who eats chocolate and throws away a piece, and drinks yogurt without licking the bottle cap.

I heard that the salaries of super conjurers are very high. Can internal transfers be exempted from tax deduction?Branches rubbing hands.jpg

Xuejian Weizhi was distracted thinking about her financial plan, while writing without pausing, her eyes wandered on Wujo Wu's white hair.

It's so soft and fluffy... Can't you just grab a ball and tie it into wool felt for her?She vowed that she would not bald Teacher Wutiao, at least she would leave him with a layer of Mediterranean.

Gojo Satoru was stared at by Xuejian Weizhi, and a chill ran down his back. He couldn't bear it anymore, and hit the little girl with a backhand.

"!" Zhizhi frowned, covering his head with an expression of disbelief, and his round eyes were full of puzzlement.

For no reason, why hit a child?

Gojo Wujo looked at the little hamster Zhizhi, who was curled up vigilantly on the sofa, with a smile on his face, and purposely got closer, bent down and looked at her: "Student Xue Jian, why are you staring at the teacher all the time?"

He is an adult who lacks a sense of distance, and he has no idea how bad the nose-to-nose posture of the two of them is now.

Unfortunately, Xuejian Miie is also a cub who has no sense of distance.

It's easy to understand.The little girl who was raised by Fukuzawa Yukichi since she was a child, was regarded as the group favorite of the whole detective agency, and watched countless times of Tanizaki brothers and sisters' intimate ♂♂♂ games at close range, only knows two kinds of relationships when interacting with people:

One is grandparents and grandchildren, and the other is playmates.

Gojo Satoru is obviously not old enough for a "grandfather and grandson" relationship, even if he is born with gray hair, he can only be a playmate.

Isn't it normal behavior for playmates to stick to each other?Not worth the fuss at all.

Facing the beauty crit at close range, Xue Jian Weizhi expressed his dream to Gojo Satoru very sincerely: "Teacher Gojo, can I bald you?"

Gojo Satoru: "...what do you think?"

Well, let's see what he found: a traitor who has no respect for his teacher and is full of evil thoughts!

Floating, the branches are floating, she can go to the sky without holding on to the kite string.

The traitor who conspired was still looking at his "sensei" expectantly with those clear and coquettish eyes, Gojo Satoru stretched out his ruthless iron hand, and cruelly-tickled her.

!Terrible adults!To use such insidious tricks on innocent girls!

"Hahaha... I made a mistake and I dare to do it next time." Xuejian Weizhi struggled to avoid Wujo Wu's big hand on the sofa, rolling back and forth while laughing.

Her long black hair was wet with sweat, and her white and powdery fingers pulled the broken hair behind her ears, and her whole body trembled with laughter.The short skirt tumbled open in the struggle, revealing the thighs wrapped in white silk.

Gojo Satoru glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and smoothed the corners of her skirt casually.

"Okay, okay, stop playing." The man patted the girl's head, his gifted eyes glanced at the wrong questions that Yukimi Mie had sorted out.

Saying "Mathematics is so difficult", "I don't have a drop", "The only purpose of the finale is to kill me", the body still dishonestly copied the questions that Gojo Satoru arranged, which were obviously beyond the outline. down.

The draft filled a page, and on the paper was the weeping cat head drawn during the fugue.

Gojo Satoru's gaze paused for a while on the head of the tear-dropped cat who was very happy, and suddenly realized.

No wonder she looked at her hair so strangely just now, it turned out that she was looking at Gojo Satoru as a cat.

He's so fat and courageous, he's obviously a little hamster, but he's just about to make a nest on top of a big cat.

The five cats licked their paws, and looked at their disciple who was nothing special but very cute, reserved and critical.

It is impossible to make her bald, but it is also a method that teachers will use to reward fierce students for their efforts.

Gojo Satoru deliberately lay down on the coffee table, letting Zhizhi look down at his soft, alluring white hair.

This level of temptation!Such superficial means of seduction!Smart detective assistants won't, won't be fooled by...

"Graduation exam, let's show the teacher the number one in grade." The 1.9-meter-long man suppressed his voice and said in a coquettish tone, "Our Zhizhi is the best. If you do well in the exam, if you want to reward, the teacher will give you a reward." Will you consider it?"

Seeing that the pen in Weizhi's hand fell to the ground with a snap, Xue Xue didn't bother to pick it up.

The girl stared at the big white cat lazily opening its belly to lure humans into the abyss. There was only one thought in her mind:

Wujo teacher, are you a devil?

If you can't do math, you just can't - fuck you!

In order to lure cats, the strong can do anything!