When the blind date is 5t5

This is the first time I have seen such a contradictory scene.

Quiet and loud.

The quiet thing is that no one is talking at the moment.

The noisy ones were the freshmen and sophomores from the Tokyo school who were rushing over beside me, and not far away were the people from the Kyoto school.

They looked at each other with tit-for-tat hostility in their eyes, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong.

Inexplicably, it gave me a sense of déjà vu when my mother's family met my mother-in-law's family.

I silently looked at the complex complexioned Miwa Kasumi in front of me, and subconsciously wanted to pull out the hand that Gojo Satoru was holding in his pocket.

As a result, it was not successful.

Turning his gaze to Wujo Satoru beside him, he saw that his brows and eyes were full of complacency, and he was using this childish way to declare his identity to everyone in a high-profile way.

I was speechless in place.

After a lengthy silence, I chose to say hello to them, trying to break the dull moment, "Long time no see. How is everyone doing after I leave?"

Zhenyi withdrew her gaze from Maki, turned to look at me, she said with a smile: "As usual, it's Xiaoxia and Xiaotao who miss you."

As soon as the words fell, the two people who were called by name blushed tacitly, and shouted at her in unison: "Zhenyi!"

Zhenyi raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it?"

Nishinomiya Momo puffed up her face, and then muttered in a lack of momentum: "Yes. But can you put this kind of thing in private, and save us some face in front of the guys from the Tokyo school."

Three rounds nodded frantically, "Yes."

Seeing this, Zhenyi put her hand on Nishinomiya's shoulder, and curled her lips, "Well, I was wrong this time. I will pay more attention next time."

The tone was lazy, and there was a bit of a smile in it.

Nishinomiya cleared his throat, his cheeks still flushed.

She looked at me and tried to say in a calm tone: "Mr. Asuka, are you still used to being here? If you feel uncomfortable, come back to Kyoto with us today. Your dormitory is still reserved, and Xiaoxia will clean it every day."

After she finished speaking, Miwa added shyly: "Yeah. I open the windows and clean the table every morning, and even the sheets and quilt covers are changed once a week to ensure that the teacher can live there when he comes back."

The intention is very clear, that is, I look forward to my return to the Kyoto school.

Facing their blatant poaching behavior, Nazaki was the first to explode, with her hands on her hips, her eyes full of vigilance.

"Sister Asuka is very used to it in Tokyo," she said, subconsciously raising her voice, her tone not concealing hostility at all, "and there is Wutiao teacher here, you should give up on that."

Nishinomiya turned cold, "Is the people at the Tokyo school really so rude? Interrupt other people's conversations at will."

Nagizaki sneered, she raised her chin, and snapped back unceremoniously: "Compared to me, poaching people's corners is the real faux pas."

Nishinomiya suddenly became anxious: "You!"

Nagizaki took advantage of the victory to pursue, pointed at Gojo Satoru, and challenged her: "What are you? If you have the ability, all of you will go together, and you will fight Gojo-sensei first."

Listening to their quarrel, I only feel that I am in a large-scale Shura field, and it is not good to help either side.But if I don't come forward to reconcile, I'm afraid they will fight in public.

Just when I was thinking about how to stop them properly, Nishinomiya pointed the finger at me: "Mr. Asuka, how far have you and him developed?"

This question directly attracted the eyes of all the people present to me and Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru didn't answer, he just took our hands out of the coat pockets and exposed them openly to everyone's sight.

Under the sun, two platinum and diamond rings of the same style shone brightly.

Without further ado, they understood the answer.

Sanlun fell into a sluggish moment, his eyes full of doubts about life.

"Ms. Asuka, are you married?" She asked dryly.

To this, I nodded silently.

Everyone in the Kyoto school took a deep breath, except for Todo Aoi, whose eyes were numb with the adultery.

After his identity was stamped and authenticated, Gojo Satoru pressed his fist to his lips and secretly laughed contentedly.

After this encounter, Momo Nishinomiya lost her fighting spirit and quarreled with Nazaki.She followed us in a daze, and Zhenyi and Sanwa walked beside her to comfort her constantly.

The superior hearing enabled me to hear their conversations clearly.

There was nothing to love in Nishinomiya's voice, she said: "Why did Mr. Asuka fall in love with him?! Girls are the cutest creatures in the world, and these stinky men are not worthy of us..."

Sanwa weakly interrupted her, "But Gojo Satoru is the strongest."

"What's the matter with being the strongest?" Nishinomiya tried to lower her voice, but the sudden agitation couldn't be controlled that much. Her voice rang in my ears, and of course it also fell into Gojo Satoru's ears.

The smile on Gojo Satoru's mouth gradually disappeared, and only Nishinomiya continued to say: "What if, what if he is a lazy person! What if he has machismo! What if he has domestic violence! Thinking of Mr. Asuka's class, When I got home, I had to cook for him, wash the dishes, wash his clothes, and serve him like a free nanny, and I got angry, Teacher Asuka is the favorite of our Kyoto school."

Sanlun hesitated: "No way... Wujo Wu should not be such a person. Last time I went to take pictures with him, he showed a pretty good attitude."

"Xiaoxia," Nishinomiya said faintly, and Sanwa was silent in an instant, "Knowing people, knowing the face, but not knowing the heart. No, I must persuade Teacher Asuka to come back!"

After she finished speaking, Gojo Satoru silently squeezed my hand tightly.

He looked at me with an aggrieved face, and whispered: "I don't like to be lazy, I don't have machismo, and domestic violence will never happen. Asuka, don't leave the Tokyo school easily because of other people's words. If you leave, Katsuobu Nazaki Fu Hei and the others will be sad."

I raised my eyes, glanced at the smell of tea in his tea, and couldn't help but bend my eyes, "What about you? Will you be sad if I leave?"

In this regard, Gojo Satoru had a hypocritical magnanimity on his face, and he seemed to say thoughtfully: "Asuka, you don't need to consider my thoughts, I will respect your choice."

The mouth is not the heart.

I evaluated silently in my heart, and then a joking smile appeared on my face, "Then I'll go back, and I happen to miss the big bed in my staff dormitory."

As soon as this sentence was uttered, Gojo Satoru vetoed it, "No!"

"Why?" I asked back, "Didn't you say you would respect my choice?"

Gojo Satoru choked, and soon he adjusted the expression on his face, changing from low-grade green tea to shameless, "That's what I said, but I don't want to be separated from you. If during this time, someone else takes advantage of it What should I do if I enter, I have to protect my wife who is so big and so precious."

He paused for a moment, with a shy face, and said in a firm tone: "Anyway, if you go to Kyoto, then I will go with you. I can cook for you, wash dishes and clothes, and be a full-time cook. "

I was stunned, and subconsciously filled out the scene described in his words in my mind, and couldn't help laughing.

It took me a while before I came back to my senses, and I met Gojo Satoru's eyes, which looked like a puppy soaked by heavy rain.

I raised my lips and said to him with a bright smile: "I lied to you just now. After all, I just got used to living in Tokyo. As long as you don't make me angry, I won't go back."

Gojo Satoru stopped in his tracks, and followed a large group of people behind him. He bent down, faced everyone's gossiping eyes, and kissed the corner of my mouth as if promising, "Absolutely not."

I blushed immediately, stretched out my hand to push him away, and warned in a low voice: "There are still students here, please restrain yourself in public and don't move your hands."

"Okay." Gojo Satoru obeyed honestly. He straightened his back, turned sideways, and cast a provocative look at Nishinomiya and his group who were just a few steps away from us.

Childish behavior of elementary school students.

I pulled him over, silently curling the corner of my mouth.

——*——*——

The entire staff of the Kyoto school was mobilized, which quickly alarmed Principal Ye Moth. He chose to send Yidizhi over to ask us about the general situation.

Gojo Satoru sent Yizhi away skillfully.

After a while, only me, Gojo Satoru, and a group of friends with Kamo Kenji were left in the huge reception room.

The fourth graders of the Kyoto school just came here to eat melons, and by the way, to add some momentum to the lower grades.Seeing that we still had important matters to discuss, they each found a reason to leave.

Hu Zhang and the others also retreated tactfully, leaving space.

I watched them leaving, and couldn't help asking Miwa: "Didn't you say you came here by yourself yesterday? Suddenly all the staff came together. To be honest, I was a little scared."

Three rounds scratched her cheek resentfully with her fingers, and glanced at Zhenyi on her left, her tone was somewhat apologetic, "When I was chatting with Zhenyi last night, I accidentally slipped my tongue."

Zhenyi crossed her arms and explained rationally: "We originally planned to come to Tokyo to visit Teacher Asuka, but the plan was ahead of schedule."

Hearing this, I no longer dwell on the current topic.

After deliberating in my heart, I turned around and asked inexplicably, "Then how did Xianji disappear? When did he disappear?"

As a student at the same level as Kenji Kamo, Momo Nishinomiya was the first to speak.

She put her hands on her chin and whispered: "He disappeared for almost a week. He didn't come to class, and he couldn't get through on the phone. The principal of Leyan Temple went to Kamo's house to ask, but he couldn't be found. It's like he disappeared from the world. "

Listening to her answer, I frowned quietly, "Did he say where he was going before he disappeared?"

Nishinomiya shook his head, "I don't know. He didn't tell me."

Jijiwan put down the teacup in his hand, and he looked at me with a calm expression on his handsome face, "He mentioned to me that an elder at home is looking for him, and he wants to go back."

This is even stranger.

Then why didn't Grandpa Leyansi go to Kamo's house to find Xianji?

Logically speaking, as the legitimate son who inherited the red blood technique, it should be a very safe thing for Xianji to return to the family. How could he disappear out of thin air?

I lowered my eyes, and my brain was then occupied by various doubts.

After thinking about it for a long time, I tapped the table with my index finger and made a decisive decision: "Tomorrow, I will go back to Kamo's old house."

Sanlun turned her head to the side, and exchanged a glance with Jijiwan, she asked nervously: "Mr. Asuka, do you want us to go with you?"

They acted as if they were afraid that before Kenji Kamo was found, they would disappear along with me.

Gojo Satoru put his hands on my shoulders, raised his legs, and refused lazily, "No, I will accompany Asuka."

After he made his statement, Miwa breathed a sigh of relief visibly, and she murmured to herself in a low voice: "With Wujou together, I feel relieved. And whoever told me to be a waste Sanwa, follow along, instead It might be a disservice to Teacher Asuka."

Regarding this, I raised my eyebrows, and my tone was a little displeased, "Who said you are a good-for-nothing? Xiaoxia is obviously a hard-working and motivated child. In my eyes, you will never be a good-for-nothing."

With my affirmation, Sanwa didn't speak, but there was a little touch between his brows.

She blushed, and after a long while, she put away the inferiority complex in her heart, and said with a shy smile, "Teacher Feiniao is newly married, you must be happy!"

After her, Jijiwan also sent out blessings.

Not long after, Dongtang put on his ferocious face, and said forcefully: "Happy newlyweds, remember to take care of Gojo Satoru from now on, don't come to harass me."

Seeing her friends agreeing with Gojo Satoru one by one, Nishinomiya Momo started to panic, and she looked at Zhenyi expectantly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhenyi patted her on the head, and persuaded her softly: "They are already married. Xiaotao, you can't let Teacher Asuka divorce just because you can't accept it. What's more, you can still find her in the whole of Japan." Who is stronger than Gojo Goto?"

Nishinomiya stared blankly at her. After a long time, she lowered her head and said in a muffled voice: "Teacher, if you are bullied by him in the future, you will go back to the Kyoto school. We will always be your back."

When Zhenyi heard this, she nodded in satisfaction, and then blessed me: "Happy wedding."

Facing their heartfelt blessings, I couldn't help but smile and rolled my eyes, "Thank you everyone."

"Teacher, when do you plan to hold the wedding?"

"Next fall."

Sanlun blinked, clenched his fists and said, "Then it's time for me to prepare a congratulatory gift for the teacher."

Seeing her high-spirited appearance, I didn't want to dampen her interest, so I just reminded: "It doesn't need to cost too much."

——*——*——

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye.

When I came to the Kamo old house again, I glanced silently at the familiar wooden corridor and the rockery pond in the garden, and suddenly felt a sense of right and wrong in my heart.

This thought only appeared for a moment, and soon faded away.

I led Gojo Satoru to avoid surveillance, came to Xianji's room, and pushed open the door.

There was a light on in the room, and a person was sitting quietly in front of the quaint carved square table.