Personnel Corrector

Gender consciousness is imprinted in people's minds from the time their bodies begin to develop.

Girls are not allowed to be beaten.

Don't argue with girls.

Learn to respect women.

Some people will carry out these engravings seriously, and some people will erase this engraving and become an "outsider" who knows nothing.

Just because of a one-word comment on appearance and even fight, if the two parties are a man and a woman, the public opinion will mostly be biased towards the female side.It is said that men have no grades, and they actually care about women for such a reason.

If both parties to the fight are men, after understanding the cause and effect, public opinion will be biased towards the reasonable side.

Of course, this "reasonable" is determined by people's subjective consciousness.

"Student Wutiao, it's really rude to say such things to new students." The head teacher called the two students who were fighting, and began to advise and guide.

"Student Xia You is the same. On the first day, I started to fight with my classmates..." The head teacher saw the bruises on Wujo Wu's cheeks, and said in a serious tone, "It's wrong to hurt classmates."

Xia Youjie shook his head and explained, "No, teacher, that's not the case."

It had been raining during the day, and the air in the classroom was very stuffy. When school was about to end, the rain finally stopped.Wujo Satoru, who was by the window, opened the window at the request of his classmates in the first few classes.

Their classroom is on the first floor, not far from the playground.Members of the sports department often pass by this teaching building to go to the venue.

Probably someone from the Ministry, or someone who picked up a baseball and played casually, actually threw the baseball on the outside of the playground without a fence.

Maybe it was a slip of the hand, but the baseball flew straight towards the teaching building!

Xia Youjie was Wujo Wu's back desk. At that time, he was looking directly at Wujo Wu and couldn't see outside the window. When the baseball came into Xia Youjie's sight, the white ball had already flown into the classroom, away from Wujo Wu. The face is less than thirty centimeters.

Xia Youjie, who was still thinking about hitting Gojo Wu just now, didn't even have time to think about it. The magician's instinct played a huge role. Give it a hard yank!

Because when rescuing the innocent people targeted by the curse, Xia Youjie has always put the safety of the people as the first priority, and he will choose to rescue the hostages first rather than eliminate the curse.

And Xia Youjie was also affected by Wujo Wu's appearance. If it was an ordinary hostage, then under the premise of ensuring the safety of the hostage, Xia Youjie would try to relax his movements as much as possible so as not to cause secondary harm to the hostage.

But the "hostage" is Gojo Satoru's words...

Xia Youjie used a lot of strength to pinch Wujo Wu's face.

If it was Gojo Satoru, the sorcerer, it would be enough to mutter a few words, and if he wanted to yell, he would be fine if he fed a lollipop.

It's just that the target now is Gojo Satoru, an ordinary person in the fandom world, and the young master has thinner skin and tender meat than intensively raised pigs.

So Gojo Wu directly... got two bruises on his face.

Yes, he was crushed by Xia Youjie's strength.

When Wujo Wu was released, Xia Youjie was startled by the two big bruises, and asked dryly, "Are you okay?"

A layer of physiological mist filled the blue eyes that were calm just now, and Tsuruta Yang didn't even care about the disappointment he had hit a wall just now, so he hurried forward to greet him.

Their voices came through the open windows, and the students who threw the ball seemed ashamed to show up because they thought they had accidentally injured someone.

Then, when the class teacher was on duty, he found the suspicious behavior of the three of them, so he called them into the office.

"...Is that so?" The head teacher looked at Tsuruta Yang who came to the office together.

Tsuruta Yang said: "Xia Youjun is right..."

After grabbing Gojo-kun's...jaw, something white did fly in, and she took a quick glance and was sure it was a baseball.

But when the class teacher took them back to the classroom, the baseball was gone.

It should be that the student who threw the baseball hurriedly picked up the ball while they were leaving.

The homeroom teacher frowned and looked at Gojo Satoru who had been silent all this time: "Student Wutiao, are classmates Xia You and Tsuruta telling the truth?"

Although I don't want to speculate on his students like this, it doesn't rule out that two classmates bully a classmate by making a good confession in advance, let alone Wujo classmate...

Gojo Gojo, who was in severe pain, moved the ice pack provided in the office, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's true—"

As soon as he uttered his voice, Gojo Satoru realized that something was wrong with his voice, what was going on with this kind of hoarseness like crying! ?

He just shut up.

Gojo Satoru, who shut up halfway, had no choice but to show his attitude with movements. The white-haired boy endured the pain caused by the movement of his cheek, and nodded slowly.

Seeing that Wutiao Wu also admitted the authenticity of Xia Youjie's words, the head teacher didn't go too far into it, and left after a few words: "Student Wutiao's injury, if you have time, it's better to go to the hospital to have a look."

Xia Youjie said goodbye to the teacher, then turned around and met Gojo Wu's blue eyes awkwardly: "Well, I'll do it for you on duty."

Gojo Satoshi gave him a "shouldn't this be right" look in his eyes.

Xia Youjie had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender: "I know, I know, then wait for me, and I will treat you to drink milk tea after school to compensate you."

His cheeks were bruised, and it hurt to speak, Gojo Satoru continued to convey his meaning with his eyes: "That's it?"

"You can drink whatever flavor you want, and I will reimburse you for it."

"……not enough."

"One week. How about I pack all your after-school sweets for the next week?" Thinking that he probably didn't know the preferences of Wujo Satoru in this world, Xia Youjie changed half of the "dessert" into "Snacks".

Fortunately, Gojo Satoru didn't want to think too much, and gave him a vicious look, and then looked back.

Xia Youjie breathed a sigh of relief.

— It seems to be resolved.

Tsuruta Yang, who has been silent all this time, is a little confused.

Mr. Xia You and Mr. Wutiao, although it was the first day they met, they seemed to be very familiar...

On duty is a team of two, and the people in the same group as Wujo Wu left in a hurry, and only Wujo Wu was left on duty.However, the workload on duty is not heavy, just sweeping the floor and wiping the blackboard is enough, which is a job that students can do well.

Tsuruta Yoshimoto also wanted to stay and help, but her cell phone rang suddenly, it was an email.She finished reading the email, with a sorry expression on her face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xia You, Mr. Wutiao, I have to go back first..."

Xia Youjie said, "It's okay, it's my responsibility."

After the heroine left, Xia Youjie got into the mood and began to clean up carefully.The victim, Wujo Wu, was sitting on the seat, showing no intention of helping, just watching Xia Youjie busy.

Xia Youjie wiped off the writing on the blackboard of the last class, and opened the duty list on the podium.

He and Tsuruta Yanggang transferred to this class, and the two have not yet been arranged to enter the duty list.However, the number of people in the class is an even number. If there is no accident, he will directly be on duty in Tsuruta Yang's group.

The white-haired boy was sitting on his seat with all the books in his handbag. He was half paralyzed, crawling on the desk like a cat, his blue eyes trembling slightly chasing Xia Youjie's figure.

The Gojo family is a well-known family in Kyoto, and no one knows why this young master from the first son came to Tokyo to study. There are many opinions in the circle, and the most reliable one is what I have let go: Gojo Satoru doesn’t want to see those bunch of brothers sisters.

It is the 21st century, but some families still have the "old" thinking - in order to produce the most authentic and gifted children, the head of the family will marry several wives, the so-called main house and side house.

I don't know how far the Gojo family's status in Japan is. No police arrested the head of such a naked bigamy crime.

Gojo Satoru is the child of the head wife and the only heir.

In this world where gender can be freely chosen, Gojo Satoru was brought up like this:

"Enlightenment, you are the head of the Gojo family in the future, you have to become a male"

Different from the neutral names of common families, Gojo Satoru was given a masculine name at birth.

Now that the head of the family's health is deteriorating, several children from the side house made the smell of gunpowder in the old house in Kyoto even stronger. Unable to stand the smoky atmosphere at home, Gojo Satoru went to Tokyo alone.

The Gojo family has a profound heritage, and even Tokyo has branch houses.Gojo Satoru didn't cut off contact with his family, he just didn't want to see the noisy brothers and sisters in name, and the rotten oranges at home with wrinkled faces like dead people, so he moved into a separate house in Tokyo, Be a free young master.

The school is also close to the choice, the right to pass the time.

A large part of Gojo Gogan leaving the house with confidence is because of his excellence.

Needless to say, the school's grades are the first every time.He is also very business savvy: the stocks he buys are sure to make a profit without losing money, and the old master gave Wujo Wu a test investment, and Wujo Wu made a lot of money.

As long as the head of the old family is still clear-headed, the Wutiao family will not be handed over to those "illegitimate children" who live in a side room.

But Wujo Satoru himself is not very interested in this.Rather, he had no interest at all.

The life of the former 16-year-old was going smoothly. People around him gave him any direction, and he held the rudder and set out a course there.Looking at the vast sea, he was at a loss and lost, because he had nowhere to go.

Different from the mighty Gotiao Wu that Xia Youjie is familiar with, this young master's character seems to be much softer.

Gojo Satoru, who had turned into a puddle of liquid on the table, was patted on the shoulder by Xia Youjie who suddenly walked in: "Hey, are you okay?"

Staring at one direction for a long time, his thoughts drifted away, and Gojo Satoru, who was not focused, had a blurry vision, and he couldn't see clearly the movement of the approaching person just now.

Feeling the warmth of outsiders through the shirt, Gojo Satoru raised his eyelashes and looked up.

This time, he saw Xia Youjie's face clearly.

The tie of the men's uniform is tied to the inner white lining, thin lips, high nose bridge, narrow and hooked eyes that should be linked with cunning, but Xia Youjie's browbones exudes a sense of unreasonable The gentleness fit perfectly with the introverted aura around him.

No wonder there will be girls around to talk to him after class, and his appearance can be regarded as a bit of capital.