The head pillar also wants to be removed today

"Wu Jun, don't you have other things to do today?"

The cat 'Wu-chan' nestled obediently in Tanjiro's arms, allowing Tanjiro to stroke his fur slowly.

Since the cat met Gojo Satoru half a month ago, the white cat no longer hides from Gojo Satoru.

Every time Gojo Satoru went to find Tanjiro after class, he would definitely see this white cat lying peacefully in Tanjirou's arms, squinting his eyes and enjoying Tanjiro's caress comfortably.

Gojo Satoru was upset when he saw the cat.

Perhaps one mountain cannot accommodate two "enlightenments", but whenever this person and cat get together, there will definitely be a headache-inducing scene.

The first few days were even more tumultuous.

When Gojo Satoru approached, the cat had subconsciously arched its body in a defensive posture.

Gojo Satoru relied on his long hands and long legs, so although he couldn't say that he could beat this kind of cat, it was still easy for him to grab a few handfuls of cat hair.

The plucked cat lay on Tanjirou's shoulder in aggrieved manner, and its grievance-filled cry seemed to be accusing Tanjirou of Gojo Satoru's bad behavior.

"Okay, Wu-chan. It doesn't hurt."

Tanjiro gently stroked the cat where the hair was obviously sparse, his maroon eyes were full of distress.

The cat, which may have been plucked, has become quite depressed, squatting obediently on Tanjirou's shoulder.

He let out a weak cry, then pitifully stretched out his tender tongue, gently licking Tanjiro's cheeks and the side of his neck, his crystal blue pure cat pupils stared at Tanjiro with grievances in his eyes.

The cat's rough tongue brushed over the sensitive and fragile parts with a moist and warm touch, Tanjiro trembled subconsciously, and turned his head to meet the cat's blue eyes.

——It was as if humans were acting like a spoiled child to him.

"Wu Jun."

Holding the cat lying on his shoulders in his arms, Tanjiro turned his head and looked at Gojo Satoru who was covered in cat fur with a serious expression.

"How can you bully Wu-chan?"

Tanjirou is righteous and strict.

"It's right to get along well."

"I bullied that cat?"

Gojo Satoru almost choked on his own saliva.

He stared wide-eyed, pointed back at himself, and looked at Tanjirou in disbelief.

"Who cares to bully that cat!"

He still has the crimson scratch marks left by the cat on the back of his hand. If he didn't hide in time, he would definitely be scratched and bleed!

That cat didn't show mercy!

"alright……"

Gojo Satoru and the cat were naturally at odds, and Tanjiro could only sigh, and try to persuade this person and the cat a little bit as much as he could.

——Then the next day, one person and one cat still made a fuss, wishing they could lift the roof off.

Tanjiro: Being caught in the middle is exhausting.

This noisy and noisy time lasted for about a week.

It seemed that he finally understood that he couldn't drive the other party away from Tanjirou no matter what, and Gojo Satoru didn't bother to argue with that cat anymore.

Just like now, Gojo Satoru just glanced at the cat that was nestled comfortably in place, smacked his lips and let out a "tch", then walked behind Tanjiro, stretched out his hand without hesitation to circle Tanjiro, and pressed most of his weight in his body.

"Go-kun!" With the sudden weight on his back, Tanjiro almost fell forward.

He exclaimed, and subconsciously exerted force on the hand that was stroking the cat, almost throwing the whole cat out.

"Meow--!"

It wasn't just Tanjiro who was frightened, but the cat 'Satoru' also had cat fur all over his body exploded at that moment, his sharp nails hooked on Tanjirou's clothes, and he grinned at the culprit Gojo Satoru.

"Look at me." Wujo Satoru didn't have the slightest awareness of what he had done.

He snorted through his nose, "Dead cat."

Seeming to be really frightened, the cat glanced at Gojo Satoru, and after making an unexplained purr in its throat, it turned around and left without hesitation.

Of course, before the cat turned around, he still bent down and carefully licked the place where Tanjirou's clothes were scratched in a hurry.

The cat's claws were much sharper than imagined, and Tanjirou's skin had red and swollen marks just by scratching his clothes, but fortunately, he didn't bleed because of it.

The cat seemed to know that he had done something wrong, and he looked up at Tanjirou cautiously, his cobalt blue cat pupils were full of uneasiness.

After noticing that Tanjirou was smiling, and didn't seem to blame him, the cat boldly licked the wound.

Then he ran away at high speed before Gojo Gojo went crazy, and the fast Tanjiro couldn't even shout.

"what……"

Seeing that Maotou didn't turn back and ran away, Gojo Satoru seemed to be finally satisfied.

He still circled Tanjirou, lazily answering the other party's question just now.

"Because I'm too lazy to go."

"Eh?" Tanjiro was obviously taken aback, obviously he didn't expect Gojo Satoru to have such a reason.

"But is it really all right?"

Leaving aside the restrictions between him and Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru never thought of hiding anything from him

Occasionally, Gojo Satoru would complain to Tanjiro about the mission and other messy things with an irritable face.So even if Tanjiro didn't take the initiative to explore, he knew more or less.

"It doesn't matter." Compared with Tanjirou, Gojo Satoru's attitude is obviously much more casual.

"It's nothing important anyway."

"Although it is said that the heir of the family celebrates his birthday, it is actually just a group of old men bragging and complimenting each other."

Gojo Satoru pulled down his sunglasses and made a face at Tanjiro.

"I don't want to go to such a boring place."

Just thinking about that scene can make him feel as uncomfortable as if he hasn't bathed in 300 years, and he feels that his body is covered with that decayed smell.

What's more, his self-willed Wutiaowu didn't last for a day or two.If he didn't go to this kind of unimportant party, and those pedantic old men would blow their beards in anger, then I guess they can apply for retirement earlier, so as not to suffer from heart disease, high blood pressure, etc. .

"I'm not worried, what are you worried about." Seeing that Tanjiro was still frowning, as if he wanted to continue to say something, Gojo Satoru slapped Tanjiro on the back of the head unceremoniously.

"Or—do you really want to go to that kind of dead place?"

"How could it be!" Gojo Gojo slapped him lightly, Tanjiro still subconsciously covered his head.

"If Wu Jun doesn't like it, then there's no need to go."

"It's more or less the same." Gojo Satoru was satisfied.

He suddenly changed the subject again: "But speaking of it, when is your birthday?"

"If it hasn't passed, maybe I can still—"

Gojo Satoru realized something was wrong halfway through his speech.

He looked at the translucent figure of the ghost in his arms, and suddenly realized what stupid thing he said just now.

The guy in front of him might already be dead, so if he asked about his birthday, wouldn't he be adding salt to the other person's wound?

But Tanjiro didn't seem to care about what could be called an offensive sentence at all.

"My birthday should be on July 7th..."

Tanjiro held his chin, and if one were to convert the time of his era, it would be about that time.

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be long gone?"

Gojo Satoru smacked his lips.It is now the end of November, almost December, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to catch up with Tanjirou's birthday.

"That's right." Tanjiro nodded.

Seemingly sensing that the aura emanating from Gojo Satoru was a bit unhappy, Tanjiro blinked, trying to look up at the young dk pressing above him.

"But Gojo-sensei and the students have already helped me celebrate." Through a layer of sunglasses, Tanjiro actually couldn't quite see the color of the six eyes hidden under the sunglasses.

"Everyone is very happy."

Although the cake that day... It seemed that none of us could eat it.

"So when is your birthday, Mr. Wu?"

Tanjiro asked again.

"Me?" Gojo Satoru lowered his head slightly, his six blue eyes met Tanjirou's maroon eyes through the sunglasses.

He came up with the idea of ​​teasing Tanjiro again, "Guess?"

Tanjiro: ...

He sighed, obviously smelling a mischievous smell on Wujo Wu: "Wu Jun, please stop teasing me."

"It's impossible for me to guess it anyway."

There are so many days in a year, if he guesses one by one, it is estimated that this afternoon will be wasted again.

"Tsk, why are you so boring."

Gojo Satoru felt rather bored seeing Tanjiro completely miss his trap.

He was also unceremonious, with his overly wide palm directly covering the top of Tanjirou's head, messing up the ghost's neatly combed hair before he stopped.

"It's December 12th."

"Then it will be over in a few days?"

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru nodded.

He seemed to have remembered something not so good again, and the expression on his face began to stink visible to the naked eye.

"It's okay to celebrate or something, it's completely unnecessary."

Anyway, what do the old men in his family think they will use, similar to "the birthday of the head of the family must be held solemnly and grandly", "how can the head of the family not participate in the birthday celebration?" There was so much noise in his ears that callouses formed in his ears.

"But if the time is so urgent, there is no way to prepare gifts at all."

Tanjiro was a little distressed, and in his current state, there was absolutely no way to prepare a birthday present for Gojo Satoru.

"And speaking of it, after Jun Wu's birthday is over, it's almost the end of the year."

Tanjiro narrowed his eyes.When it comes to the end of the year, he really can't help but think back to the habits at home.

"In the past, at home, every year at the end of the year, I would dance to worship Lord Vulcan, praying for peace in the coming year."

"Dancing?" Gojo Satoru was attracted by the words in his words.

"I want to see!"

"Hey," Tanjiro was taken aback, "It's possible..."

"But in my current state, I can't dance at all."

"No hurry, no hurry." Seemingly realizing that Tanjirou's current state is really not suitable, Gojo Gojo coughed lightly and changed his words.

"Anyway, there is still a chance in the future."

"At that time, you can just give me this gift again."