Five classmates set me up again

Um?In this case, according to the development of girls' manga, shouldn't it be a heartbeat, and then be captured?Although he doesn't like to develop forbidden love very much, it doesn't matter if it's just your unrequited love!

——Not the current development!What he wants is not this kind of development!

Tian Shouzhi pressed his face against the cold iron sheet of the carriage, lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, expressionless on his face.

Although the four big words "I'm angry" were not written on the face, it was clearly angry!

"Ah~ how boring!" Gojo Satoru wasn't the kind of person who would stick it up to coax people, so he stretched his body in the crowded carriage out of boredom.

"Shibuya Station is here, Shibuya Station is here, passengers getting off, please get ready."

There was a rustling movement from the flow of people in the carriage.

Gojo Satoru touched his waist with his elbow: "Here, there is a seat."

"I don't need it." Tian Shouzhi buried the lower half of his face in the scarf, and said softly, "If you feel tired, you can just sit down by yourself."

Gojo Satoru grinned: "Why do you think that a strong young man like me would be exhausted from squeezing the tram?!"

Tianshou Zhizhi thought, aren't we the same age?This is the question to ask yourself!

Gojo Wujo touched his nose embarrassingly, he really had no experience of coaxing people.

He is the one who is willful, arrogant, stubborn, and speaks recklessly!Only others have ever come to coax him to please him, and let him put down his arrogance to coax others?

This kind of thing, what a joke!

Tian Shouzhi, who was very angry, didn't speak to Gojo Satoru until he got off the car and was led out of the office hall after completing the formalities.

Gojo Satoru is obviously not a good-natured character to get along with, and if Tenshou is more childish, his temper will be even greater!Wearing a pair of sunglasses, with his chin raised, he walked five meters away from Tian Shouzhi with a step of denial!

After walking a distance of 5.01 meters, seeing Tianshouzhi standing there in a daze without moving, Gojo Satoru immediately lost his temper, picked him up like a chick and walked to the station.

Tian Shouzhi turned to look at him, hesitant to speak.

Shopping... don't you need him to accompany you?

The first time I was asked by someone, the result...

Tian Shouzhi, who was a little bit lost, lowered his head.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head slightly, letting the sunglasses slip slightly on the bridge of his nose, revealing half of his beautiful eyes, and glared at Tian Shouzhi with an extremely arrogant look: What are you looking at!little man!

Tenshouzhi turned his head, broke free from Gojo Satoru's restraints and squeezed into the tram quickly.

! ! !Gojo Satoru's hair exploded, the little man dared to resist him!

When he came, he was protected by Wujo Wujo in his arms, and Tian Shouzhi was just passively led away by Wujo Wujo.Now without Wujo Satoru, Tenshouzhi is like a little green shoot drifting in the waves, weak, helpless, and pitiful.jpg

With sticky and hot eyes glued to his body, Tian Shouzhi frowned, pressing his hands tightly on the words of hell hidden in his clothes, Tianshouzhi struggled to breathe in the tram car during rush hour.

When Tian Shouzhi's feet barely touched the ground, he was passively pushed to the left, to the right, and to——

A bony hand grabbed his back collar, and then pulled him back, Tian Shouzhi slammed into a familiar embrace.Tian Shouzhi raised his head and looked back, and what caught his eyes was Gojo Satoru with his lips pursed and exuding a violent aura.

It is the instinct of living beings to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. When crowded, it disappears from the surroundings of Tianshouzhi. The per capita area of ​​the morning rush car is less than [-] square meters, and there is an extra-large space of at least two square meters.

Only him and Gojo Satoru can enjoy it, it's a bit too luxurious!As soon as this idea came up, Tian Shouzhi saw a purple-blue hand.

"Let go, let go!" The decadent bearded man hissed in pain through his teeth.

Gojo Satoru's face was so cold that it could drop scum, and the aura radiating from his body made the man tremble subconsciously, and then the hand that was held by Gojo Satoru, because the blood was not flowing, the color of the already ugly hand looked even more terrifying.

"What are you doing?!" Since there were so many people just now that no one saw it, and he didn't get it, let alone evidence, the man wanted to beat him up first, "Killed! What do you want?! I'm going to call the police!"

Gojo Satoru only let out a short sneer.

An ordinary and self-confident man, no, far below the average level, he looks like a dead fat house of social scum, making the people around him subconsciously frown and avoid him, his slander will not have any effect at all.

Different from the fat, purple-blue, dirty and even long nails full of black mud, Wujo Satoru's fingers are slender and well-proportioned, elegant and beautiful like the hands of an artist who is about to give a classical concert in a music hall .

But even with such a hand, the man couldn't get rid of it, because the blood was not flowing, his hand was almost unconscious: "... Please, please let me go..."

Fat, sloppy, greasy, and obscene, with seven or eight low-level curse spirits attached to his body, which was attracted by his inferiority, such rubbish, Gojo Satoru usually thinks it is dirty even by looking at it.

Tian Shouzhi and the man looked at each other with dodging and flinching eyes for half a second, the sticky, greasy, hot, obscene eyes were no longer dead because of seeing the light, and even changed to dodge and guilty conscience.

But Tian Shouzhi still recognized it.Tian Shouzhi, who was crammed with safety education by Oda, quickly matched reality with knowledge: "This is the so-called tram idiot!"

You also know that this is a tram idiot! ! !

Tian Shouzhi subconsciously took a step back from being stared at by Gojo Satoru, what, what?

Wujo Wuti slipped away from Tian Shouzhi, who was being targeted by the idiot and hadn't responded yet, and grabbed the tram and turned it to the police station at the station. He walked with the wind, and the crowd automatically retreated wherever he passed, and he received a lot of admiration from a group of girls who blushed and heartbeat .

Sloppy, wretched, obscene, gnawing at the old, complaining about others every day, useless except thick-skinned and shameless, the idiot who lives to waste food and add to the earth still quibbles at the beginning.

"He's a man, so what if he touches it?! Besides, haven't I touched it yet?!" Social death is nothing to this kind of scum!

It was the first time for Tian Shouzhi to meet this kind of person, or in other words, it was the first time for most of all kinds of human beings.

"It's disgusting." He was obviously a human being, but the smell he emitted was more disgusting than the low-level curse spirit entangled in him.

Cousin!

Gojo Satoru is not easy to mess with at first glance, but Tian Shouzhi is different.The turbid eyeballs full of red and blood turned around and stared at Tian Shouzhi. In addition to evil thoughts, there were emotions such as resentment in the turbid eyes.

Affected by negative emotions, the curse spirit entrenched on his body suddenly swelled up, opened its mouth full of fangs, and bit towards the man's body.

In the next second, the fat and greasy man was writhing in agony at the police station of the station with his lower body in his arms.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

After dealing with the tram idiot, Gojo Gojo didn't even look at the curse spirit entrenched on his body. What does it matter to him that this kind of garbage is cursed to death? !

"Hey, even if you're physically uncomfortable, you won't be able to escape." The old policeman who was broadcasting live at the station was obviously very experienced, but unfortunately he was just an ordinary person who couldn't see anything except the greasy wretched man who was howling in pain and crying. But soon, the old policeman's tone became a little frightened, "We have surveillance video here, but none of us has touched you!"

The scene of the mantra chewing was a bit bloody, Gojo Satoru covered Aman Shouzhi's eyes with the hand that didn't grab the man, and said calmly, "Uncle policeman, we are all high school students, it's not good to watch this kind of thing, right?" ? You will have nightmares at night!"

Ordinary people who can't see the curse spirit will only think that the man is sick, suddenly roll on the ground and scream, and then crush his balls or something.

Tian Shouzhi blinked his eyes, the hands covering his eyes were dry and warm, afraid that covering them would make him uncomfortable, the palms slightly raised, leaving a gap.

"Come here and fill in this, go back first, I will call you if there is anything to do."

Gojo Satoru obediently took Tian Shouzhi to fill out all the forms, and when he left the police room, his face turned cold again.

The man's shrill cries of pain continued, and Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue in displeasure: "It's cheap for him!" It's not good to kill someone, although it won't be suspected, but it will be troublesome, so he can only act for the trash The curse spirit cleaned up.

"Child, what are you looking at?"

Tian Shouzhi turned to look at Wujo Wu, with doubts in his eyes: "The smell of that person...is disgusting."

Gojo Satoru, who is not cleanliness but also loves cleanliness, frowned in disgust: "Can he take a bath once a month?!" Thinking of touching it with his hand just now, Gojo Satoru shuddered and dragged Tian Shouzhi to the bathroom.

"It's not about that..." Tian Shouzhi's voice trailed off when Gojo Wuti swayed him.

Humans... are weird.Even though he is human too!

"Wash me well!" Gojo Goku squeezed the hand sanitizer, and the light green hand sanitizer was slickly applied to their hands.

"I never touched him." Tian Shouzhi muttered, but still obediently rubbed his hands.

Gojo Satoru was tall, and Tenshouzhi, who had just started to grow, was easily held in his arms. When he lowered his head slightly, he could see Tenshouzhi washing his hands seriously with his eyes downcast.

The murmurs in the mouth are murmurs, but Tian Shouzhi is a very obedient character.

"And here, rub it more!" The four bubble-filled hands stretched out under the faucet together.

The auto-sensing faucet flows out rushing water, and the foam is quickly washed away.

"Zhichan, the palm of your hand... is this a scar?" Pressing his thumb on his palm, Gojo Satoru held his hand and put it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Tian Shouzhi's hands are very small, and at 1.6 meters tall, his hands are not that big, especially when compared with Gojo Satoru's, they look even smaller.

The skin of the white palm is tender and tender, revealing a healthy blood-colored pink, and the few blood vessels derived from the wrist are faintly visible, showing a sense of presence.

This is a pair of soft and untrained hands.

But there is a scar that almost runs through the entire palm of the palm.

From the tiger's mouth of the right hand to the edge of the wrist, cut obliquely, a long trace.

But the traces are very faint, so faint that it is almost impossible to see clearly without looking carefully.Therefore, Gojo Satoru didn't notice anything unusual after holding his palm for so long.

Tian Shouzhi also went up to take a look: "The wound was more than ten years ago, and I have forgotten it."

I just vaguely remember that when he was very young, he sat in the snow and cried all the time, because it was very cold and the snow froze the wound.I can’t remember how he got hurt and how it hurt. I just remember that Yato came to find him, thought he was a crybaby, carefully tore off his clothes and wrapped him in single clothes, and then took him to the cave.

Those few days in the cave were the happiest days for Tianshouzhi. Yato would hug him and tell him messy stories to put him to sleep, and he would find food while he was sleeping and come back before he woke up.

Tian Shouzhi remembered holding Yato's hand and asking him: "Yato, after I die, can I become your divine weapon?"

Tian Shouzhi didn't remember how Yato replied, he only remembered that Yato's expression was terrified.

Tian Shouzhi was a little scared.

Later, Nora found them, and later, Nora said, Yato and his father had a falling out and ran away.Later, his father stopped him from holding a knife.

His slightly callused fingers gently rubbed against his soft palm.The palm is a very sensitive place, and Wujou's gentle kneading made Tianshouzhi's hand twitch unconsciously.

Before a person becomes an adult, the body will continue to grow, but the scar will not.Gojo Satoru didn't know how terrible the wound that left this scar was, but he could imagine it.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's so itchy..."

Gojo Satoru smiled helplessly, and took out a tissue to dry their wet hands.

"Gojo Satoru, are you thinking of something bad?" Tian Shouzhi stared at him vigilantly.

Gojo Satoru's expression froze for a moment: "Am I some kind of scoundrel or scum?"

"Although it's not that far..."

"Do you mean I'm a scum?!" Wujo Satoru was furious, "Have you forgotten who kindly took you to go through the formalities?! Such a kind me, can I be a scum?!" The more I think about it, the more unbalanced I become Well, Tian Shouzhi didn't call that fat man a scum just now, but now he calls him a scum!Mad!