"Can't you leave my side?"

Hearing this, Wujo Wutiao regained his spirit.

His forehead still hurt from the impact, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't stand up for a long time.

"What does it mean?"

"Hmm... probably because I can't stay a certain distance away from Wu-jun."

Tanjiro scratched his face, he was also a little confused about the situation.

"If the distance is too far, the situation just now may happen..."

As he spoke, Tanjiro quietly raised his eyes, pretending to be silently looking at the particularly prominent red lump on Future Strongest's forehead.

So, does it really matter?

Although the blow just now was not as powerful as his full-strength headbutt, the strength was definitely not small.

Tanjiro is also worried about whether Gojo Satoru's brain is hard or not today.

"What are you looking at."

Gojo Satoru glared at him angrily.

With such an obvious sight falling on his head, this guy probably thought he was hiding well.

'But speaking of distance...'

"Hey, ghost," Gojo Gojo Tanjiro called.

"Just stand there and don't move."

He wants to test something.

"Ah, oh."

Although he didn't understand what the white-haired high school student wanted to do, Tanjiro nodded and stood obediently.

As soon as he stood on his side, Gojo Satoru slowly backed away step by step.

Gojo Satoru was still very careful when he retreated.He wasn't afraid of tree branches or other things tripping him up, it's just that the collision just now had left too much psychological shadow on him, and he was afraid that another one would fail, and Tanjiro rushed over again.

It's fine if you get hit once, but if you get hit again, don't you have to laugh your head off if you let others know?

Gojo Satoru retreated extremely slowly.

When crossing a certain critical value, I don't know if it was his illusion, but there seemed to be a sound like something shattering in the young DK's ears.

He hurriedly looked forward, and Tanjiro, who was standing upright, was also tilted because of his action just now, and his whole body fell forward, almost hugging the ground warmly.

"Silly."

Gojo Satoru, who finally made Tanjiro slightly deflated, sneered, obviously in a good mood.

"But it's confirmed." He pointed to the distance between himself and Tanjirou.

"The maximum distance between you and me is three meters."

It happened to be a distance that wasn't too close, but not too far away.

"Remember this distance." Gojo Gojo Tanjirou shouted.

"If you still bump into me for this reason next time, I won't let you go."

"Yes!"

"But now..." Gojo Satoru rested his chin, looking at the distance between him and Tanjirou, the six eyes behind the sunglasses suddenly flickered.

The thought of playing a prank suddenly came to mind, and the young DK looked at Tanjiro with a smile, but that smile seemed a bit malicious.

Tanjirou didn't notice the abnormality yet, he just looked suspiciously at Gojo Satoru who laughed again for some reason, and suddenly felt a chill behind him.

He turned his head in doubt, there was nothing behind him, Tanjirou couldn't figure out where this feeling came from.

——Then the next second, he suddenly leaned forward again, and was pulled a step forward.

"Wu Jun...?"

Tanjiro was dragged by Gojo Satoru, and he staggered forward several steps.

However, when he raised his head, Gojo Gojo seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and showed him a standard smile showing eight teeth.

Very short.

That is to say, he is relying on his good looks, if it were someone else to make such an expression that deserves to be beaten, or if Tanjirou's temper is a little more violent, Gojo Satoru will definitely be chased and beaten by now.

"Sorry, sorry." Wujo Wu raised his hand and said without apology.

Then, he continued to take a step back, watching Tanjiro being dragged forward by him again.

He did it on purpose.

"Really." Even Tanjiro, who has a good temper like Tanjirou, sighed at such teasing.

"Sir Wu, stop teasing me."

"Tch." The young DK curled his lips in dissatisfaction, but stood obediently on his feet, and did not continue to retreat.

"You're so boring."

Obviously he was the one who made fun of others first, but in the end he blamed others instead.

"Yes, yes." Tanjiro nodded following his words.

Strictly speaking, Gojo Gojo is the older one, but the current position seems to be reversed, and Tanjiro is following Gojo Gojo's hair instead.

"Then, Wu-jun. Why don't you go to the doctor first?"

Tanjiro pointed to the lump on Gojo Satoru's forehead and kindly reminded him.

"Although it seems that there is nothing wrong with it, it will be more reassuring to check it."

"Hey, you bastard—"

Gojo Satoru was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and his hands were clenched into fists. It seemed that he really wanted to punch Tanjiro, and take a good look at what this guy was doing in his head.

——This person really doesn't know how to read the atmosphere!

Is now the time to say this?

However, Tanjiro just touched his nose, wondering who was emitting this angry smell.

"Wu Jun, are you angry?"

Such a special, sweet smell, presumably only Wujo Satoru can emit it?

But why is Wu Jun so angry?

Tanjiro couldn't figure it out.

"……No!"

Tanjiro was suddenly punctured by Tanjirou, Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide and looked at Tanjirou in disbelief—of course, he was blocked by sunglasses, so Tanjiro couldn't see his expression.

Then immediately deny it.

"Really not?"

Tanjiro is skeptical.

In order not to cause the tragedy just now to happen again, he took the initiative to walk a few steps quickly and followed Gojo Satoru.

Then, besides anger, another smell that was not easy to detect also floated into his nostrils silently.

"So I said no!"

As if to emphasize it specially, Gojo Satoru stopped in his tracks, his blue eyes met Kamitanjiro's maroon eyes, and he said every word.

Tanjiro: ...

No, this is definitely angry.

Moreover, at the same time, the special smell also became stronger, almost overshadowing the original smell of anger.

"Ah Choo." His nose was itchy from the strong smell, and he couldn't help but sneezed a little.

"Tsk."

Tanjiro had tried his best to make a small sound, but in Gojo Satoru's ears, the sound was so loud that it shook the world.

The young DK turned his head, and the boy behind him was still rubbing his nose, making the tip of his nose red.

Even more than ten years ago, Tanjiro was not tall enough compared to Gojo Satoru.

The translucent young man followed behind him, his maroon eyes raised slightly, and the warm sunlight shone into those bright and clear eyes, giving them a warm feeling.

"You're walking too slowly."

Gojo Satoru suddenly said this.

"Ok?"

Before Tanjiro could react to what Gojo Satoru said, the white-haired young dk grabbed his wrist without saying a word, and ran with Tanjirou without any discussion.

"Wait, Wu-jun!"

Sudden being dragged away like this, Tanjiro was startled, and subconsciously wanted to break free from the shackles on his wrist.

However, Gojo Satoru seemed to be aware of his struggle, and tightened his grip on Tanjirou's wrist even more, without giving anyone a chance to let go.

Gojo Satoru's running speed is definitely not slow, Tanjiro has to run with all his strength so as not to be dragged forward because of his slow speed.

He squinted his eyes. His soul was already light and light. Under such running, he seemed to fly along with the wind, and also seemed to melt into the wind and the sun, and become one with this world.

Tanjiro could hear the howling wind passing by his ears, blowing his earrings.

He could feel the sun shining warmly on his body, as if trying to drive away all the cold.

In a daze, Tanjiro almost thought that he was going to grow wings, and he didn't know where he was going to fly along the wind.

However, in a blink of an eye, Gojo Satoru was beside him, and the high school student bathed in the golden sun was holding his wrist tightly, as if trying to tie him firmly to the ground, like pulling the string of a kite, preventing him from letting him go. He ran too far, to unknown places.

'Ah, it turned out to be like this. '

Tanjiro suddenly understood why he was bound to Gojo Satoru in this way.

Wujo Satoru is the "thread" that binds him firmly in this strange era.

"Nitrogen!"

Gojo Gojo kicked open the door of the infirmary, unceremoniously found a stool and sat down on it with his legs up.

He was still holding Tanjiro who was a little at a loss in his hand, and waved to the classmate on the other side who was obviously woken up by him just now, as a greeting.

"Wu, what are you doing?"

Being trapped in a clear dream, it is inevitable that the family will be a little sullen.

She suddenly noticed something was wrong.

"No, aren't you with an outstanding mission?"

Jia Ruozi suddenly understood why Xia Youjie suddenly sent her a message before, asking her if she had seen Wujo Wu in the college.

"Hey, didn't you push all the tasks to Jie, and then sneaked back by yourself?"

This kind of behavior is very Wujo Satoru.

"Yes." However, Gojo Satoru was not guilty at all, and admitted directly.

"Anyway, those tasks are very simple, and Jie can complete them by himself."

"What do you want me to do?"

He spoke clearly and logically, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up for his reasons.

"That, Wu-kun..."

Tanjiro, who had been neglected all this time, quietly tugged Gojo Satoru's cuff.

"Don't say it anymore..."

He desperately wanted to cue Gojo Satoru not to continue talking.

"Huh? I'm not wrong."

However, Gojo Satoru didn't mean to get Tanjiro at all.

He waved his hands and placed them behind his head, "It would be a waste to assign such a simple task to the strongest me and Jie—"

"Enlightenment."

Hearing this voice suddenly, Gojo Satoru was so frightened that his whole body trembled, his sunglasses almost fell off.

Ye Mo Zhengdao didn't know when he stood at the door of the infirmary, staring intently at a certain problem child who shouldn't have appeared in the high school.

"If I remember correctly, you should still be on missions now."

"I think I need your explanation."

Explanation?

Gojo Satoru can explain it to him to be a ghost!

The white-haired high school student jumped up from the chair without hesitation, opened the window as fast as he could and was about to run out.

Then, he was caught by Noctua Moth Zhengdao, who had been expected for a long time, and it was a blow of love without mercy.

"You have been educated, Wu."

The family's schadenfreude gloated on the sidelines.

Tanjiro covered his eyes, not daring to watch this miserable scene.

So, he told Wu Jun a long time ago, don't continue talking.

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