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"Mr. Gojo? Mr. Gojo?"

With the meal still in hand, Azusa Enomoto looked at Gojo Satoru lying on the dining table in distress, who seemed to be asleep.

She looked at Gojo Satoru's cuff worriedly, hesitating whether to wake him up.

It's not because the table is dirty, it's just that I fell asleep casually like this...

It seems that Mr. Gojo has been very tired recently.

"Ok?"

However, Azusa Enomoto didn't hesitate for long, Gojo Satoru seemed to sense someone approaching, and raised his head after moving slightly.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, as if he hadn't escaped from the dream, and it took a few seconds before he recognized the person standing in front of him.

He didn't wear a blindfold today, but just took a pair of sunglasses to cover Cangqing's six eyes.

"Mr. Gojo, your meal is ready."

Putting down the dessert in her hand, Azusa Enomoto hesitated again and again, but couldn't help but speak.

"What happened recently?"

"Mr. Gojo looks tired."

After all, Gojo Satoru was already a regular customer, and they knew each other well, so there was nothing wrong with their concern.

"Huh? Nothing."

The plastic fork pokes into the soft cake base, and the sticky and smooth cream is stained on the handle of the fork, and the sweet and greasy fragrance is released in an instant.

"It's just a dream, a dream of what happened before."

The soft cake melts in your mouth, leaving only the aroma of eggs and the sweetness of cream.

"A little sentimental—or so."

"is that so……"

Azusa Enomoto nodded.

"Speaking of which, it seems that Mr. Gojo came here as soon as Café Poirot opened."

Azusa Enomoto joked, "It feels as if Mr. Gojo already knew about this place."

"Yeah." Azusa Enomoto just said it casually, who would have thought that Gojo Satoru would still be serious and nodded.

"A friend recommended it to me."

"He said the food here is delicious."

Not knowing what to think of, Gojo Satoru looked out of the window with his face lifted.

Nowadays, there are many tall buildings, and under the cover of the buildings, he can only see the towering spire of the Tokyo Tower.

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly sank, and Azusa Enomoto stood there in embarrassment, unable to find a new topic for a long time.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Wujo didn't bring any students here today."

Without the cover of his arm, the prison gate pendant on Gojo Wu's chest was also clearly exposed in front of his eyes.

"This is..." Azusa Enomoto unconsciously looked at the strange dice-like pendant.

"I didn't expect Mr. Gojo to wear something like this..."

Staring at that strange pendant for some reason, Azusa Enomoto felt dizzy, and an inexplicable chill crept up her spine.

"There was an accident, so Tanjiro can't be with me for the time being." Sensing Enomoto Azusa's gaze, Gojo Satoru lowered his hands, and vaguely covered the front of the prison gate on his chest.

"It's something important — as important as my life."

"Accident?"

Azusa Enomoto was suddenly attracted attention.

"Is Mr. Gojo talking about what happened in Shibuya before?"

Thinking of this, Azusa Enomoto quickly rubbed the goose bumps on her arms.

"Although I don't know exactly what happened, just looking at the traces left behind can also make people feel horror and fear."

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru poked at the cake in front of him, lacking interest.

"Miss Azusa—" Toru Amuro emerged from the back kitchen.

"It seems that the eggs left in the kitchen are not enough—ah!"

Amuro caught sight of Gojo Satoru's figure sharply, and his words froze.

"Eh——" Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, as if surprised to see Toru Amuro here.

"I didn't expect you to still be working here."

"You should be very busy now, right?"

"what have you done?"

After wiping his hands clean, Amuro overdrawn Enomoto Azusa, looking seriously at the white-haired man sitting on Yuya Yuya's seat.

I don't know what happened, the boss of the organization has recently frequently issued orders to transfer the base.

——Although they are all small bases, such changes still make people panic in the organization.

High-level scientific research personnel were repeatedly transferred, and the undercover traitors who were imprisoned did not know where they were transferred. Secret and complicated tasks were issued one after another, and almost all members with code names were busy around for a while.

"I just want to force a dirty mouse in the gutter to come out of the hole."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, not feeling at all that he had done something earth-shattering.

He unconsciously stroked the blunt blunt bony bone spurs on the border of the prison gate, his eyes all over the face were tightly closed, and he had no intention of opening them.

"After all, I have taken away the most important thing from me. I am already quite gentle just like this."

If it hadn't been for the fact that there were ordinary people in the organization that the damned Curser was based on, he would have razed those places to the ground long ago, so there's no need for such trouble.

"Huh?" Suddenly feeling a familiar aura approaching, Gojo Satoru raised his head and looked out the window with interest.

"Let me guess who came to me..."

'It's Hui. '

I don't know where I found out that Wujo Wu would be here. As soon as he entered the door, Fu Heihui quickly locked the target and walked straight towards Wujo Wu.

"Yo, Hui. Long time no see."

Gojo Satoru didn't look nervous at all, he didn't seem to see Fu Heihui's frown, but waved at Fu Heihui leisurely, signaling that he was here.

"I didn't expect you to come to me."

Gojo Satoru did not expect this.

"I also found this place while the mission was free."

Fu Heihui was also polite, and sat down directly opposite Gojo Satoru.

His eyes moved slightly, he hesitated for a while, then lowered his head slightly, and shouted:

"...Teacher Wutiao."

"..."

Gojo Satoru, who was just casually poking the cake in his hands, paused, looking at the former student in front of him with his face up as if he was amused.

"I thought those rotten oranges had already removed me from the high school and expelled me from the magic world?"

He resumed his hand movements, and the poor cake was almost inedible.

"I didn't expect to hear someone calling me like that again."

Fu Heihui didn't answer.

"Waiter! Please serve me another dessert."

"Wait!" Fu Heihui hurriedly tried to stop Gojo Satoru.

"I will not eat……"

"Huh?" His behavior in exchange for Gojo Satoru looked rather strange and puzzled.

"No, these are not for you."

At the end, Gojo Satoru kindly added a sentence.

"I ordered this for myself."

After all, the cake just now was poked to pieces by him, so he couldn't eat it at all.

Fu Heihui: ...

OK.

The meal was served quickly, Fu Heihui looked at the man who was feasting in front of him silently, pursed his lips, not knowing where to start.

Gojo Satoru's rebellion came so suddenly, they had not even been able to deal with the follow-up issues of the Shibuya incident when they suddenly received such news.

When the students of the high school realized it, Wujo Wutiao had already gone to the empty building, and there was no trace of him.

——No, it's an exaggeration to say that he couldn't find it. After all, this man didn't deliberately hide his tracks.

It should be said that even if you know where Wujo Wu is, there are very few conjurers who dare to take the initiative to provoke them.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

After deliberating for a long time, Fu Heihui still couldn't help asking.

Speaking of the betrayal of the strongest magician, this kind of thing made the high-level people in the magic world panic for a while.

However, the strange thing is that Gojo Satoru didn't seem to point the finger at the rotten high-level people at the first time, but instead blew up several places.

Ordinary conjurers were at a loss as to why Gojo Satoru could do this, and some high-level personnel were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they couldn't sleep all night.

"It's nothing to say. It's just that the external factors must be dealt with before removing the internal cancer."

Gojo Satoru moved quickly, quickly finishing a piece of cake.

"Speaking of which, how are you at the high school?"

"The bunch of rotten oranges shouldn't make things difficult for you, right?"

"No."

Fu Heihui glanced at Gojo Satoru in surprise.

It's not so much that the top management didn't embarrass Gao Zhuan, it's better to say that the top management didn't dare to touch Gao Zhuan at all.

It may be because he thought that Gojo Satoru's former teachers and students still exist in Tokyo High School, and Gojo Satoru would show some kindness.

Or maybe it was because Wujo Satoru was afraid that after knowing that they had dealt with the high school students, he would turn his back on them completely, and in a fit of rage, he would ignore them and wash them with blood...Anyway, due to various factors, the high school students were not greatly affected by the accident.

And the attitude of the top management towards Knotweed Yuhito is even more amazing.

Before Wujo Wu's rebellion, the high-level people wanted to execute the container of the two-faced Su Nuo immediately, for fear that something unexpected would happen a moment later.Even if Wutiao Wu obstructed it and tried his best to delay it, he still secretly made some small tricks, which made people very annoying.

However, after Gojo Wu's rebellion, the high-level old men paid close attention to and urged the growth of Yuzu Yuren, and turned the power of the two-faced Su Nuo into his own use as soon as possible.

It's ridiculous.

When Gojo Satoru was still on their side, they wished to use the power of Six Eyes to completely exorcise the two-faced Nuo, regardless of how innocent the knotweed Hisohito was as a container.

When Gojo Satoru stood on the opposite side of them, he secretly poked and wanted to rely on the power of the curse king to contain and eliminate Liuyan to prevent future troubles.

——Perhaps, in the dark thoughts of some people, they are still secretly praying that the two of them will perish together.

"Eh--"

Gojo Satoru draws a long tone.

Under the cover of the sunglasses, Fu Heihui couldn't see what Gojo Satoru looked like, let alone judge whether this person was surprised by the current situation, or had expected it long ago.

"Nahui, did you come here today to take me back?"

"Or do you want to kill me?"

Gojo Satoru asked enthusiastically.

"Please stop joking, Gojo-sensei."

The man on the opposite side was still in a daze, not worried at all.

Fu Heihui clenched his fists, and he could faintly see raised veins on his forehead.

He hasn't overestimated himself to the point where he can defeat Gojo Satoru.

... No, it is already very rare to be able to catch a move without Gojo Satoru not letting go.

"If you have nothing else to do, forgive me and say goodbye."

Fu Hei Hui stood up suddenly, and walked out without looking back.

Before leaving the store, he turned his head again, his lips twitched as if he wanted to say something.

However, seeing Wujo Wujo waving at him, as if he was chasing someone away, the corner of Fu Heihui's mouth twitched, and he simply pushed open the door and left without taking his eyes off it.

Fortunately, Hu Zhang and the other students were still worried about whether Gojo Satoru would encounter any troubles.

Now it seems that that man doesn't need their care.

Their genuine concerns were in vain.