Keiko was cheated again

mid july.

It was the hottest time in summer. In the early morning, the sky was still bright, and the hanging air conditioner in the dormitory was blowing cold wind.

It should be related to the short stay, there are not many items in the dormitory, and it is a bit empty.

On a single bed against the wall, the bulging quilt revealed the silhouette of a person.

He was lying on his side, even half of his head was retracted into the thin quilt, only some messy black hair on the top of his head, and his teeth and claws were exposed to the air-conditioning.

"Even sleeping so well."

Gojo Satoru finally finished negotiating with those pedantic old men who cherished their lives.

At this time, he was standing outside the window of Fu Heihui's dormitory.

Through the gap in the window, the man saw the motionless sleeping posture of the black-haired boy.The tight corners of his mouth finally relaxed, and he stretched lazily.

"Sleepy."

Gojo Satoru opened the window as if no one was there, leaned on the window sill with one hand, and jumped in neatly.

He landed like a light cat, completely silent.

Fu Heihui also didn't realize that her private space had been invaded by the weird teacher she just met.

It didn't take long.

There was a little vibration from the side of the bed, Fu Heihui frowned, and moved sideways into the bed.

"Youren, don't squeeze..."

The boy muttered something, turned over, and faced the heat source that suddenly appeared beside him.

He even rubbed his head against the intruder's chest. His hair, which was originally slightly long, became more messy after a while, and casually rested on his ears and face.

Seeing that the intruder didn't move, the boy's breathing gradually became calm again.

Fu Heihui thought it was Yuren who went to the wrong room again.

Because the two of them slept on the same bed when they were young, Fu Heihui was very used to it, acquiescing to this practice without even opening his eyes.

Gojo Satoru was lying on his side beside the bed.

He didn't even take off his coat, his body was directly pressed against the corner of the quilt, his head was propped on one hand, and his eyes were looking at Fu Heihui's face wantonly from top to bottom——

The beauty of the latter is very oriental.

The eyebrows are neither light nor thick, slender and long almost reaching the temples, the eyelashes are dense and curled, and under the closed eyes is a small and tall nose.

The pink lips were tightly closed, and there was a small depression at the corner of the mouth, the curvature was smooth and gentle, and there was a sense of fleshy innocence.

Gojo Satoru is quite novel.

For the little devil who once played a trick on himself at the tender age of six.

He watched through the blindfold, and his eyes, which hadn't been properly closed for a few days, became sore and tired.

Gojo Satoru yawned.

He put down the hand supporting his head, and let his head fall on the soft pillow with the fragrance.

"Fu Heihui, sleep well."

The man patted his little head that was shrunk on his chest, "You have to work hard, only when you become stronger can you get the right to speak. Whether it's for yourself or for the knotweed Yuren..."

Before he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru fell into a deep sleep.

Two heads, one black and one white, sleep on the same bed.

It looks surprisingly harmonious.

The news of Wutiao's return quickly spread throughout the High School of Conjuration.

Principal Noctua Moth Zhengdao wanted to discuss matters with him, but he couldn't find anyone in his dormitory.

The headmaster was extremely helpless for this deviant and strongest person.I had no choice but to ask the students to come to their office immediately after seeing Gojo Satoru.

"Ding ding ding."

The alarm clock rang.

Yuzu Yujin took out his phone and looked at the time, and found that it was only seven o'clock, two hours before class.

He scratched his hair, lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom to wash.

After washing my face with cold water, the drowsiness was also dispelled.

The pink-haired boy didn't disturb Fu Heihui's sleep, he went straight to the playground for a brief run, and did two hundred push-ups before buying breakfast, knocking on the door of Fu Heihui's dormitory, and waking him up.

"Hui! It's already 08:30, if you don't wake up, you will be late!"

Fu Heihui secretly took Yugou to school for a while last night, she slept late, and now she can't get up.

He groaned, and shrank his head into the chest of "Knotweed Stick".

Until the dull brain finally realized that something was wrong——

strangeness.

Isn't Youruto by his side?Who is that outside the door?

With her messy black hair on her back, Fu Heihui sat up with her hands on the bed.

The sleepy green eyes blinked half-opened and half-closed, and looked to the side with a blank expression.

The young teacher lay quietly on the edge of the bed, with one hand resting on his body through the thin quilt.

Fu Heihui:?

The green-eyed boy is quite insensitive to feelings, like a piece of pure white paper, and has no awareness that he will be taken advantage of by some adult men.

Fu Heihui just bent down and reached out to push Wujo Wu's face, trying to wake him up, "Teacher Wujo."

"……teacher?"

Outside, Knotabagi Yuhito, who has not received a response, is also in a hurry.

He found the dormitory key, and opened the door of the dormitory without saying a word.

Hui likes to turn on the air conditioner very low, and then wrap herself in the quilt.

As soon as Yu Zhang Youren entered the door, he felt the cool air hitting his skin.

And what made his heart colder was——

benefit!And Gojo Satoru!Lying on a bed!Hui Huan was disheveled and looked like he had just woken up.

"Teacher Wutiao!"

The pink-haired boy's eyes were red with anger!

Hui doesn't know anything, but Yuzu Yujin is not a child who doesn't know anything!

Originally, there was Su Nuo who had been secretly coveting Hui, and now there was another Wujo Wu who slept on the same bed with Hui.

Knotweed Yuren's lungs are about to explode!

He only took two steps, and rushed from the door to the bed in an instant, rolled his long arms, pulled off the quilt, and pulled Wujo Wu's collar, about to throw him off the bed.

"Youren?"

It was the first time Fu Heihui saw such a rough Knotweed Yuren.

He tilted his head in confusion, "This is Teacher Wujou, you can't treat the teacher like this?"

The word "well" popped out from the forehead of the knotweed Youren, and looked at Fu Heihui with a smile.

His voice was almost squeezed out between his teeth, and his smile was distorted.

"Hui, go wash up first, class is about to start, I'll be in charge of waking up Mr. Gojo :)"

Gojo Satoru held out a hand.

"It's no use."

"It's useful, of course it's useful!" Knotabagi Yujin dragged the teacher out of bed, "I don't think you even know your own room, so you must be sleepy, right?"

Gojo Satoru sat up following the strength of Knotabagi Yujin.

He sighed, and gently brushed away the hand of Knotaba Yuhito grabbing his collar.

"Youren, don't get too excited. You see Megumi likes to sleep with the teacher very much."

As Gojo Satoru said, he looked towards the bathroom and asked in a raised voice, "Is that right, Megumin?"

Fu Heihui didn't really want to intervene in the strange struggle between these two people.

With his toothbrush in his mouth, a small head like a "black sea urchin" protruded from the door frame, his green eyes were clean, without any emotion.

It seemed that Gojo Satoru broke into his room and slept with him in his arms, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Well, I'm fine."

Fuguro Megumi originally thought that this sentence could ease the stagnant atmosphere between Youruhito and Gojo-sensei.

Unexpectedly, these two people were taken aback for a moment, and they both showed unhappy expressions.

Fu Heihui: ...

Fu Heihui was silent for a while, then retracted his head silently.