When the blind date is 5t5

The atmosphere became a little silent for a while.

Maybe it was because the suspicion on my face was too obvious, Gojo Satoru bent down, the tip of his nose almost touched me, his tone was still excited, he repeated: "From today on, Asuka Niao and I are colleagues, we are responsible together First grade. Surprised? Surprised? Isn’t it great?”

And I looked at this face so close at hand with a stiff face, I just wanted to use two words to express my mood at the moment.

Ha ha.

Facing Wu Tiao Wu's burning eyes, I said perfunctorily: "Surprise. Surprise. I want to cry when I hear it."

I really want to cry.

After finishing speaking, Yu Guang inadvertently glanced at Noctua Moth not far away.

I saw him shrugging his shoulders helplessly, as if telling me that this was all the idea of ​​the white-haired bastard in front of me.

well.

The fist hanging by the side was hardened, bang bang hard.

I gritted my teeth silently, and began to think about countermeasures in my mind.

If he dares to do things in class, how can he grace him elegantly in front of the cute students.

As if he didn't notice my resistance, Gojo Satoru opened his arms and laid them lazily on my thin shoulders.

"Okay," he said, like a big cat just waking up from a nap, meowing at me slimyly, "it's time to go to class. Yuren and the others should have been waiting."

Hearing this, I almost looked at him in disbelief, "What? Are you already in class???"

Even though he was late for work in front of Noctua, Gojo Satoru showed no trace of anxiety on his expression, and he suddenly curled his lips: "Oh, I forgot to tell you. The daily class time of the Tokyo school is 08:30 in the morning."

After the voice fell, I couldn't help but took out my phone and checked the time.

One point is not too much, one point is not much, exactly nine o'clock, which is also the class time stipulated by the Kyoto school.

However, it has already exceeded the stipulated time of the Tokyo school.

On the first day of work, I was half an hour late.

Thinking of this, guilt surged up like a tide.

All this is due to Gojo Satoru, an unreliable guy!

Who told him to get up and whine, he had time to say a word, don't be afraid, and then dragged it until after eight o'clock before going out.

After resolutely throwing the blame to him in my heart, I met Noctumoth's stern and unsmiling horror face with a wooden face, and the social animal immediately began to tremble with fear.

Shouldn't you be fired before you start working? ! !

No way? ? ?

I bit my lips uneasily, and then I thought that I was about to return to the Kyoto school in disgrace, and suddenly I felt extremely ashamed.

Just when I was about to explain how to explain my one-day trip to Tokyo school to Diva and the others, Noctua broke the silence at the moment.

"You can go to class now," he said.

A short sentence, from which I inexplicably heard the helplessness of seeing too much.

To this, Gojo Satoru responded casually, and then easily dragged me out of this sad place exclusive to noctuid.

awful.

It's a shame to have such a lazy subordinate.

If it were me, I wouldn't even need to find a reason, I would just fire him on the basis of his being late.

As for the vacant position of head teacher of the first grade, I still don't believe that there will be no more reliable existence suitable for being a teacher in the magic world.

I thought so, and while being pulled forward by Gojo Satoru, I shed tears for the night moth.

——*——*——

The campus structure of the Tokyo school is very similar to a temple. Every building has a square shape without a sudden round roof.

Bamboo forests, cobbled paths, and stone bells climbing cyan vines, these iconic presences endow it with a quiet and peaceful label.

Gojo Satoru led me into a small building that looked no different from the one next door, and then walked slowly to the room at the end of the second floor.

Before the door was pushed open, the sound of music belonging to fighting games came through the wooden door clearly.

"KO"

Then, something seemed to tap the table.

Wild Rose's laughter was hearty and clear, not concealing her pride after the victory, "I dare say, my Chun Li is invincible, no one can beat her!"

"As a punishment for the loser, come, come, Fu Hei, go to the vending machine and buy me a bottle of grape soda."

After speaking, the door opened from the inside.

Fu Hei met our eyes calmly, then turned sideways, exposing our figure to the eyes of the other two people in the room.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and greeted them, "Good morning."

"Good morning!" Polygonum cuspidatum responded energetically, "Teacher Wutiao, you came so early today."

???

Half an hour late or early?

How long has he always been late?It can't be two hours.

I complained secretly, and I couldn't help but look at Wujo Wu with disgust.

Seeing our arrival, Fu Hei backed away, and said to Wild Qiangwei in a light tone, "I'll buy it for you after it's over."

Wild Rose didn't hesitate, she nodded cheerfully, "Okay."

Seeing that the wooden door in front of him was empty, Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and walked in lazily.

"What were you playing just now?" he asked.

Knotweed first raised his hand and answered: "Street Fighter. Teacher, do you know?

"know."

After getting this answer, Polygonum cuspidatum looked at us with shining eyes, and invited: "Is the teacher coming? The winner can ask the loser for one thing."

"Row."

Gojo Satoru walked over, picked up the game console on the table, raised his chin at me and asked, "Would you like to have one?"

Although I said in my diary when I was a child that I practiced this kind of game for Gojo Gojo, but now I have no memory of it at all.

Therefore, rushing up to fight him like this, isn't it tantamount to giving away his head?

Thinking that the winner can make demands on the loser, I shook my head without hesitation, refusing to give Gojo Satoru any possibility to tease me.

Gojo Satoru didn't force me too much, he just sighed in frustration, and then asked, "Who is the most powerful among you three?"

As soon as this question came up, Knotweed pointed at Wild Rose, "Of course it's Nagasaki, she basically won this morning."

Gojo Satoru nodded thoughtfully, "Is that so? Then I'll have a fight with Nagasaki."

"As for the bet," he looked at Wild Rose, with a slightly nasty smile on his face, "Then how about the loser replace the panda's shower gel with a depilatory cream?"