I overturned trying to avoid the strongest

It's like dreaming.

Hanging up the phone, Gojo Satoru quietly followed the person who was holding the cat in front of him without turning his head. He didn't let out a breath. He didn't stop until he saw her walk into a coffee shop with his own eyes. Walking down the street, silently watching her slender figure.

How many years have they been gone?Gojo Satoru thought to himself expressionlessly, it has been about ten years, right?

In these ten years, he neither deliberately tracked down the other party's whereabouts, nor asked anyone to inquire about her, but chose to leave everything to fate.

If the two don't meet again in the future, then he will give up and bury the purest love between young people deep in his heart, and Pandora's box will be closed forever.

She will live a happy and wonderful life as she wishes.

But there was never an if, and after only ten years, they met again.

It's ridiculous.

"Should we ask someone to buy this street?" Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall with his hands folded across his chest, lightly tapping his upper arm with his fingertips, thinking seriously.

However, the phone rang again untimely, constantly urging him to complete the task quickly, but he had no choice but to take one last look at Qi who was talking to the clerk in the store, and could only turn around and leave.

Yidizhi had already parked his car on the side of the road. After Gojo Wu got into the car, before the owner of the car could say hello to him, he laughed triumphantly and showed off to the other side: "I have some great news for you, Yidizhi, I'm getting married!"

"What—?!" Without a trace of defense, Yidizhi was shocked by unprecedented shocks, and almost stepped on the wrong accelerator to let the car fly away. Fortunately, he reacted in time and stepped on the brakes urgently, which prevented a tragedy. occur.

He patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and then he realized what the other party said just now, and turned his head in horror to look at the boss in the back seat who scared people to death.

"Mr. Wujo, you are actually going to get married?!" Which lady is so brave and dares to take down this scourge? !

Gojo Satoru crossed his legs, stretched his arms on the back of the chair, swung his calves and let out a very proud "huh-hum".

"It's a lie..." Yidizhi's eyes gradually went blank. At this moment, he really wanted to hide in the izakaya and cry bitterly while drinking.

As if he had been hit to the extreme, he let go of his thoughts and murmured unconsciously: "How is it possible? How can a person like Mr. Gojo find a wife?"

It's not fair!That woman must have been deceived by Mr. Gojo's face!Or she was bewitched by his rhetoric!Otherwise, how could he find a wife with his bad temper? !He doesn't believe it!

...Woooooo...he doesn't believe it...

Yi Dizhi couldn't help covering her mouth with one hand, choked up and mourned for herself who was about to become a great magician.

But the dog boss sitting in the back seat didn't know how to be considerate of his subordinates at all, and he was still babbling, using the word "beating" to the fullest.

"Don't worry, Yidizhi, since we've known each other for so many years, I'll definitely give you a seat at the front. But, because I came out in such a hurry just now, I didn't even discuss with Qi what kind of event to hold. wedding." Wujo Satoru pinched his chin and fell into deep thought, showing a very rare expression of embarrassment, "It's really hard to choose, I like both the pre-God style and the Western style. Why don't we hold two weddings? There will be no regrets."

"But the most important thing right now is the wedding ring!" He snapped his fingers suddenly, and smiled confidently, "Hmph, as long as I put on the ring first, then no matter how many weddings I want to hold, it will be fine! "

"Put on the ring first? Wait a minute, Mr. Gojo..." Yidizhi vaguely noticed that something was wrong, hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Excuse me, that lady knows that you are going to marry her. something?"

"Of course I know, I have emphasized it to Qi countless times."

"Then... so what is the woman's reaction? Does the other party agree to get married?"

"Well, Qi will definitely agree!" He firmly believed.

Yidizhi: "..."

Yidizhi: "You...you're not doing well, are you?"

——Forcing the woman to marry, this is the behavior of scum, Mr. Gojo!

He knew it, he knew it was impossible for a man like Mr. Wujo to have a woman fall in love with him!

"What's wrong?" He suddenly felt a little funny, put his hands on his knees, and asked casually with a sense of sarcasm, "If she can't and doesn't want to give me an answer, then what should I do?" ?”

"This..." Yi Dizhi didn't know what to say.

And he didn't expect the other party's answer, and after dropping that unclear sentence, he became quiet.

With his elbow resting against the car window, Gojo Satoru rested his chin on one hand, looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, the expression on his face gradually cooled down, and finally returned to a calm, as if he had just had a great time talking with his subordinates Not his average.

*****

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when the curse was cast off.

Gojo Satoru looked up at the darkening sky. If he took the Shinkansen back now, he would arrive in about an hour, but he didn't. Instead, he chose to walk back to Tokyo at a leisurely pace.

As a result, I walked for more than four hours, and didn't return to the original agreed place until almost three o'clock in the morning.

Passing through the dark alley and turning a corner, he saw a coffee shop that was still dimly lit, and a woman sitting by the window reading a book, as if waiting for someone.

This feeling is really subtle.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, still standing in the corner where he stayed this morning, across the empty street, observing the other party with a sense of scrutiny in his eyes.

His eyes fell on her slightly rounded cheeks, moved down, lingered on the soft and fragile white gooseneck for a while, and finally fell on her slender wrist bones that seemed to be broken when folded. Originally, he wanted to see The waist and legs, unfortunately, are blocked by tables and chairs, so I can't see clearly, but they must be so thin that one hand can hold them.

After comparing with the girl who was particularly slender in his memory, he found that she seemed to be a little fatter and taller than before. Although she still couldn't break through 1.6 meters, she was still a dwarf compared to him.

So has she spent these ten years in vain?

Gojo Satoru leaned against the white wall and suddenly let out a "tsk", feeling very dissatisfied.

Give up the business of murder, open a small shop, choose to live the daily life of ordinary people... so what?Have you not taken care of yourself?

It can be seen that it is not a problem of the environment at all, but a problem of people themselves.

Displeased, especially displeased, displeased anywhere.

So after he entered the door, he deliberately found fault with the other party, and even stabbed her with words. Seeing her speechless expression made him feel very comfortable.

"I just want to cook you a meal."

But she said that, with a little helplessness and connivance, and she looked at him seriously.

For some reason, his throat seemed to be blocked by a foreign object, Gojo Gojo stared at her blankly, unable to speak for a while.

He obviously wanted to satirize her, but in the end he remained silent.

Even when the other party asked him if he wanted ketchup or salad dressing, he answered obediently, he was so obedient that he was not like his usual self, and he was even happy to be instructed by her to work.

"Can I trouble you to go to the kitchen and get two spoons to wash them clean, Wu Jun?"

"no problem!"

Neither of them had the habit of eating without talking. Even if he came from a big family, Gojo Satoru was a self-willed and reckless person, and no one could control him.

Not to mention Qi, who was born in a slum. In the past, he was forced to be silent without the company of his companions. Now it is different. The guy opposite can speak very well, so he doesn't have to worry about feeling lonely when eating.

After only a while, she was almost asked about her experience in the past ten years.

"Hey—have you learned so many skills to open a shop?"

Gojo Gojo scooped up the fried rice with a spoon and put it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it, looked at Qi's exceptionally calm face, and somehow got hit again, he suddenly raised his hand to hold his cheek, like a shy woman The young Huaichun girl deliberately spoke in that sticky and sweet tone.

"So, Qi, is it considered that you have learned the bridal course in advance? In fact, you don't need to do this. No matter how bad your habits are, I can accept it."

"...Why do you always bring up the topic of marriage?" Qi put down the spoon in her hand and sighed slightly, "I've already said that I don't plan to marry you."

"Then Qi, do you like diamonds or gemstones?" Selectively ignoring the other party's refusal, Gojo Satoru continued to hold his face and discuss with her seriously, "The wedding is about to be finalized, right? I think both of them are quite good. Not bad, let’s hold all styles, Qi, what do you think?”

"I prefer silver diamonds because they are beautiful. If I really want to get married, I will probably choose the Western style, because the pre-sacred style is too troublesome." Qi still replied calmly, "Also, let me repeat, I will not marry you. Those who are married, give up."

He pretended not to hear, put his hands together, and said briskly: "Then it's decided, because the venue and the ring need to be prepared, although I really want to press the fast forward button, but I have to wait for more than two weeks. Just be patient, after all, I don't intend to be perfunctory."

"Oh, by the way, Qi, do you need me to make up the marriage proposal?"

"Wu Jun, you can donate the unwanted ears to others." Qi took two or three mouthfuls of the spoon and finished off the last bit of fried rice, "You can hold as many weddings as you want, but I won't take the position of the bride."

"Of course, if Wu Jun insists on forcing me, there's nothing I can do." She took out a tissue from the box to wipe her mouth, and then threw it into the trash can.

Raising his legs casually, leaning against the back of the chair, tapping his fingertips on the table lightly, Qi stared at him very calmly: "So Wu Jun, are you going to force me?"

——Your so-called liking is all that?

"..." Gojo Satoru stopped talking.

Again.

He stared blankly at the ruthless person opposite, who always found a way to step on the bottom line and force him to give in, his eyes were indifferent.

There is no sadness or sadness that should be felt after being rejected at all, only a sense of calm that is expected and "as expected".

Soft ones are not good, hard ones are not good, boiling frogs in warm water is not good, and enthusiasm like fire is not good.

Stubborn as a stubborn stone on the top of a mountain that has never been sharpened by wind and rain.

It's really annoying, it's so annoying that he really wants to...

Exhaling slowly, Gojo Satoru put away those slightly bad thoughts that were constantly surging in his heart and that he must not show to the other party.

Then he clapped his palms and smiled indifferently.

"Okay, I'm just joking, Qi, don't be nervous, take it easy~" Comforting each other calmly, as if the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two just now had never happened, Gojo Satoru casually put his hands on his knees, "Let's talk about getting married later, Qi, you won't drive me away just because of this, will you?"

He chose to compromise, again.

Qi also nodded indifferently: "Of course not, I still welcome Wu Jun as a guest in the store."

"It's just that I hope you can pick the normal store opening time next time."

"Isn't it busy with work?"

Gojo Satoru stretched his two arms and lay lazily on the table, pressing his face against the table to form a rounded arc. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the other party standing up and preparing to clean up the bowls and spoons, and folded his arms again, overlapping He raised his chin and rested it on it, and his eyes followed her back, even when she walked into the kitchen, she didn't look back.

"Is it like this every day?" The clear and clean female voice came from the kitchen.

"Mostly, I'm the strongest after all, and the others are so useless." But today he did it on purpose.

"That's really hard work, being a magician."

"Generally, do you feel tired too? Open a shop."

"It will definitely happen when there are many people. On normal weekdays, there will be fewer customers, so you won't be so tired."

"Forget it, I'll come to you during my rest time." Gojo Satoru said leisurely, shaking his calf, "So it's just the two of us."

"I don't care, if you don't mind the trouble." After washing the dishes, Qi put them in the disinfection cabinet, took a dry towel to wipe off the water on her hands, and walked out of the kitchen.

"Should you go home? It's probably five o'clock now."

"Don't worry." Wujo Wu rested his cheek with one hand, watching her sit opposite him again, "What time do you open the shop?"

"08:30." She glanced at her phone, "You probably can sleep for another three or four hours when you go back now."

"No——I want—" Rolling around on the table twice like a fool, he groaned and refused, "Anyway, I won't be able to sleep for long when I go back, so I might as well stay here until class."

After he finished speaking, he tilted his head, looked at her with a smile, and said firmly, "You will take me in, right, Qi?"

She sighed: "Okay."

Since the other party is clearly going to hang around here and cannot be driven away no matter what, what else can he do besides agreeing?

Now it was Wujo Satoru's turn to be stunned.

Probably because he didn't expect the other party to agree to his willful request so easily, which made the many excuses prepared by Gojo Satoru useless, and he still couldn't react for a while.

But soon, he laughed again.

"Then I still want to hear you tell a bedtime story, otherwise I won't be able to fall asleep." If he didn't see it, he would accept it. Instead, he continued to put forward conditions to the other party.

"...Are you a child, Wu-jun?"

"Qi Cai, who likes to read fairy tales, has no right to speak of me." He raised his head uprightly and confidently, and urged, "Hurry up."

... There is really nothing to do with him.

Qi sighed again, and had no choice but to get up and go to the bookshelf to get the picture book.

"Do you like 'Snow White' or 'The Daughter of the Sea'?"

"It's all good."

Gojo Satoru put down his hands, leaned back on the table again, folded his arms and buried half of his face in it.

Through layers of bandages, he stared at the woman who opened the book in front of him, took her peaceful expression into his eyes, and listened to her gentle voice that sounded slowly.

Very strange.

Obviously, he was still thinking about many messy things before, and the other party rejected him just now, so he should be very unhappy at the moment.

But why?

"...the princess fled into the forest in fear, and the hunter chased after her with a bow and arrow..."

Soft, soothing, like a magical lullaby.

Why does he think it's a good idea?

Wujo Wu couldn't figure it out, and even wondered if the other party had plotted against him.

After much deliberation, he couldn't get an explanation that was convincing enough for him, so Gojo Satoru simply gave up on further research, concentrated his attention, and focused his attention on the other party.

But gradually, he began to feel that his eyelids became heavy, and he hadn't gotten enough rest since he was busy in the morning until now, and the deep sleepiness finally covered his tense nerves slowly.

Then he fell asleep to the sound of his sweetheart's gentle story.

The author has something to say:

Qi belongs to the type who can still be friends without being a lover. Even if the confession fails, she will not be embarrassed. She still treats others as she did before. She and Teacher Wutiao are communicating normally, treating him as an ordinary Friends to treat.

If Teacher Wutiao hadn't fallen in love with her and refused to give up, the two of them would have become very good friends. After all, besides Brother Jie, Qi was the second person who not only didn't hate him, but also followed his words.