5t5 favored by the gods

Gojo Satoru patted his hands on the table to conclude, nodded, he looked at the girl with compassion, as if he was looking at a delicate and beautiful but fragile glass product, he saw that Lan was at a loss and carefully wrote down every word he said, Slightly improved the sense of accomplishment as a teacher, but on the other hand, it was hard to hide the urge to force her to become stronger.

Lan's talents and abilities are too wide, and he can't guide her to use her abilities, but she doesn't know how to use them, and she doesn't have the heart to delve into them. It's too wasteful.

He, Jie, and Nitzi, who hadn't broken up in high school, were really good and protected her very well, and even had the idea of ​​not wanting her to enter a high school, which was too gentle.But he wasn't. He had his own goals, and he didn't think it was too much for her to face the bloody scene.

With such a talent, want to live an ordinary life?Yizhi would not agree.Naive, so naive, he and Jie in high school.The composition of their world is several times more complicated than that of his side. The endless tasks in the magic world will make them exhausted. The stinky mice and rotten oranges hiding in the dark never give up their dirty actions. A girl with this ability Well, even if Lan with this face is not involved in the magic world, he still has to be scheming and coveted by others.

"The teacher sincerely hopes that Lan can become stronger by herself, and protect herself and the people she wants to protect. It's not when you want to protect others, only to find that you can't protect them. The following teaching is the most gentle in the teacher's teaching career. A lesson, watch it carefully~~" Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, his smile gradually enlarged, and he could see the red tongue between his lips and teeth, curling a playful smile when he spoke.

"The task in the magic world is accompanied by great risk and death. Qihai, Huiyuan, Jie and I can only teach you things in different shifts and time, because when they are not by your side, they are all talking with the magic spirit. Come back from the battle, recuperate, train, and continue to go out on missions. Then one day during a mission, Nitro, the 16-year-old me and Jie who played with you, went out to perform the mission, but the mission failed."

"We're dead."

The tattered nitrates lay silently at her feet, blood pervaded and climbed up the delicate insteps of the young girl, Xia Youjie leaned against her small desk, half of her body was broken and lost an arm, and her internal organs were broken from the broken Flowing from the belly, black hair scattered messily on the shoulders, eyes closed quietly as if asleep.Then there is Gojo Satoru, a 16-year-old with a knife stuck in his throat, and a long knife pierced his forehead and nailed him to the ground. His silver hair was splattered with blood, which even covered up his original hair color. Eyes will make people think he is red hair color.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about the girl's stiff body and pale lips, he cruelly put everything in front of the girl's eyes, not to mention Nitro, he was caught as a tool, but Jie and he were really embraced by death .

The scene is still changing, the dead bodies of the three people are still there, and three phantoms appear next to the bodies of the three people. They are harmless and translucent three people, similar to the ghosts she had seen in Yokohama who dare not approach her. .Obviously, Gojo Satoru, who has never seen the appearance of a soul after death, made it up for Lan to read according to his understanding and text description.

He pulled out the cruel side and made her look straight in the face.

Gojo Satoru stood in front of that hell-like scene, paused slightly as he swept past Jie's body, and then turned his head to observe Lan's expression well. At first, the girl seemed to be frightened, frowning and blushing, but later she turned pale. Calm down quickly.

can't you?Is it because it is an illusion that can't stimulate her?This can be a bit of a headache for teachers.This method is actually very gentle. If it is true that one day a familiar and beloved companion dies before his eyes... Well, isn’t the teacher’s duty also to be responsible for the psychological state of the students?

"Well, I want to understand a little bit what Mr. Wujo said about death, and what it will feel like." In the relationship between people, death is a very unforgettable and unforgettable stage.

Lan lowered her head and touched the chest cavity wrapped in light veil, where she had no heart, and felt the pain from the heart like a knife piercing her heart, and the great grief that froze her hands, feet and breathing from the bone-chilling cold.

Don't want to lose them.

Even though she never lost them from the perspective of her soul, she still didn't want to see them lose their voices and stop laughing, and she didn't want to see them die in such pain.

This has nothing to do with whether the soul is eternal or not. It is an inevitable expectation for those who love them not to see their loved ones suffer.

She began to understand that sadness is the feeling of reluctance to love.

"I will become stronger, thank you teacher for your guidance. I will try my best to stop the incident that the teacher said. I will protect them by my side."

"no sooner said than done."

Lan promised, solemnly and sincerely.She really started thinking about how to be strong and really wanted to include herself in the lives of her loved ones.

"Teacher Wutiao, even if this is the case, I feel that death will not separate loved ones." Lan frowned, blinking frequently, and she said, "Those who love you, even those who live can't see or hear you." Even if they can't touch them, they will still be by the side of their loved ones all the time."

"Even if many people can't see it, it exists. I have seen it. I have seen with my own eyes that the departed soul is reluctant to start a new life, lingers beside the loved ones, and keeps saying that they love them."

"They didn't really lose their love." Those loves and longings that cross the boundaries of life and death, time and space, shouldn't be considered as non-existent just because they can't be seen.

She had to admit that Gojo Satoru was different to her.She likes to see anyone and any beautiful scenery, and she doesn't hate blood and so-called dark emotions.If it is said that she can give the same emotion equally in all the above, and only give everyone a glance, then in Gojo Satoru, she will have the desire to take another look more than staring at other people.

Seeing the deaths of three of her best friends would make her feel pain, sadness and anger, and seeing him like that would make her feel a little more painful.

"Really? That's a gentle way of saying it, Lan. Good boy, good boy~"

Gojo Satoru felt relieved that the girl insisted on her own views and opinions. In life, no one except myself has the right to define right, wrong, gains and losses for others. Isn’t it everyone who comes out on their own?He touched the girl's head encouragingly.

Gojo Satoru continued to teach a lot of knowledge about the magic world and the experience of using the Gojo family's six eyes, and asked her to pass it on to another self.At the end of the teaching, Lan's question rolled around on the tip of his tongue, and he held back a few times, but couldn't hold it back.

Without a teacher, I learned a stalk well-known to jokers users of the vast Internet forums, and stammered, "That, that, Mr. Wutiao, I have a friend..."

Gojo Satoru: ...recovered so quickly, from the look in his eyes, Lan will definitely find a way to become stronger when he goes back.The psychological quality is much better than he imagined, which makes the teacher very gratified.But this sentence is very familiar.

That friend of yours must be named Lan, female, and looks like the girl standing in front of me, carved out of a mold, right?

The silver-haired man dressed in the teacher's posture silently pressed his right hand on his abdomen, his back was as straight as a bamboo, and he forcibly suppressed his laughter and the desire to complain.

"I, the friend I know met when I was playing games."

Very good, I also edited the origin and background, this shy and coy look is so cute.Girls' youth should not be wasted, should I start tutoring girls' little pink thoughts?Gojo Satoru twitched the corner of his mouth, patiently waiting for the girl to finish speaking.

"That friend, she, he, found out that one of his friends was very different to him," Lan bit the tip of her tongue and ate the female character she, and spat out the male character he to confuse the audience, feeling more and more embarrassed that she was lying , two blushes floated on his cheeks, "Just to see everyone take a look, he will want to take a second look at that person."

"Hey? Just want to take a second look? Is there nothing else you want to do?" Wujo Satoru couldn't help but want to tease the shy girl who didn't know it, "What should I do? I want to take another look, I must have fallen in love with that person."

"Like? I, no, she, he loves his friends, and loves that special person a little more than anyone else."

"Love?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyes in surprise, he didn't take the girl's words seriously, but just thought it was a joke of a kid who was new to love, so he laughed and joked.

"The teacher thinks that love is the most powerful curse in this world~"

"Maybe your friend is just the difference between liking and super liking. The emotional weight contained in the word love is very, very powerful and heavy. Not just anyone can say love, and it's not just saying casually is love~ like and love is different."

"The teacher really likes a cute and smart kid like Lan."

Lan wants to refute Gojo Satoru's point of view, she wants to say that she is love, she is not the emotion she likes, she understands the difference between the emotional weight of her likes and love.

However, Glass doesn't think she really loves them, neither does Wujo teacher.Is it because strong actions are needed to prove it?Does it take a lot of giving to be called love?

Like those natural creatures and roots that have been giving unconditional help and teaching?

They say, I love you, love you.

Lan said, I too, love you, love you, and love my friends.

Others say, you are not love, and the love you talk about is not love.Love is precious and rare.

The girl thought, ah, maybe?Maybe it would be better to say that I like it?This is a euphemistic way of expression in human society, right?I realized it!

"I see." The girl suddenly realized.

Gojo Satoru nodded, although the Gojo teacher, who was forced to be single for 28 years due to various reasons and self-persecution, thought he had handed in a satisfactory answer.As expected of me, I will leave the students' future relationship issues to me—thumbs up.

"I like Gojo Satoru." The girl's light voice sounded like thunder on a sunny day.Even because she herself was caught in thinking and epiphany, she completely forgot to put on a vest for herself.

Gojo Satoru:! ! ! !

Bang—a loud bang, the sound of a chair slipping and falling to the ground.

Gojo Satoru, who was woken up from a dream by a confession across time and space, got up the seat, placed himself in the center, and crossed his hands against his forehead.

In fact, it was only because of the sudden ups and downs of mood swings that the body was directly awakened and the whole person was awake.

"Teacher Wujo? What's the matter? I just heard a loud bang." Hiroto Hiroto knocked on the door. He had just entered school, and all kinds of admission procedures, clothes, and chores made him and Fu Heihui, who accompanied him, run quickly to the office building. Frequent, but rare to meet Mr. Wutiao in the teacher's office.

"...No, teacher is fine, it's just that I was suddenly frightened by the girl's innocent confession."

Fu Heihui stood at the door in a daze, looked around, and confirmed that no one was coming in or out. Teacher Wutiao also looked like he had just woken up. The black-haired boy's eyes were full of doubts, and he said bluntly, "Could it be that the teacher had a sexual dream?" ? Where did the girl confess. Obviously, they are all old men who are about to run three."

Yuzu Yujin stepped forward with a smile, very gossip, "Anyone actually confessed to the teacher? The teacher is really popular because of his handsome face? Who is who? Can you let me see?"