As a passerby NPC, I want to teach 5T5 to fall in love

Gojo Satoru was distressed.

This was the first time he was in such a distressed situation, and it was even more distressing than when he was almost killed by Fu Heisher.

He, the future heir of the ancient family, the strongest conjurer who would shake three times in the conjuration world, was actually trapped in the game.

And it's a love game!

The most important thing is that his magic power, spells, and six eyes are all useless.

Is it to let him experience the life of ordinary people?So that when he meets that bastard Jie in the future, he can beat him with his mouth?

But he wanted to beat Jie hard more than talking loudly.It really shouldn't have let him go so easily last time.

Thinking of Xia Youjie made him a little irritable, and he walked into the classroom with a stinky face.

Before he sat on the window seat in the back, the girl with short blue hair next to him knocked on his table.

"Sorry, Wutiao, I forgot to bring the textbook of ancient Chinese, that, us, can we read one together?"

Gojo Satoru half-supported his face, and glanced at the blue-haired girl who was leaning sideways.

There was a bit of timidity in the wet eyes, and the corners of the mouth were trembling, as if it took a lot of courage to say this sentence.

"Oh, what does it have to do with me that you didn't bring a book?"

Gojo Satoru immediately looked away after he glanced at it, it's none of his business that he didn't bring a book.What's more, his schoolbag was issued directly by the system, who knows if there are any books in it.

The blue-haired girl who received the answer was shocked at first, and then her eyes dimmed.

"Sorry, sorry, Wutiao, I was wrong, I shouldn't have made such a request. I shouldn't have checked my schoolbag before going out. Sorry..."

ha?what are you saying?

Why does this person have three "sorry" in one sentence?He couldn't understand it at all.

The blue-haired girl huddled herself in her seat, staring at the empty desk in dejection.

Wutiaowu raised his eyebrows, flipped through the schoolbag, and found that there were all kinds of textbooks in the schoolbag, except the ancient Chinese textbooks.

What is this?Forced plot?

So this blue hair is also a strategy character?He now regrets that he didn't pay attention to the pre-plot in the game when he first entered the game.

Hoshino Mirai's simple explanation was not enough, but Gojo Satoru was very dissatisfied with her words, so he begged her crying?How can it be!

The arrogance dk in adolescence feels that he can complete this simple love game by himself!

Soon, Gojo Satoru knew the reason why Lan Mao was so scared.

The Mediterranean, where ancient prose is taught, is so fierce!Compared with him, the furious and angry Noctua moth are obedient kittens.

The endless cynicism and personal attacks made Gojo Satoru furious!This kind of "superior" who magnified infinitely by relying on his own little power really made him feel sick.

However, thinking that his avatar was "Almighty Asashi", Gojo Satoru clenched his fists when he was forced to stand in the corridor by the Mediterranean Sea, and it took all his strength to hold back the slap in the face of that pig's head. The urge to punch.

He looked at the blue-haired classmate who was also kicked out. The girl's slender body was shaking slightly, and her shoulders were still shaking. He listened carefully and there was a low sob.

"Are you crying?"

The blue-haired girl who was accosted quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, and said nothing with her head down.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help thinking of the Mediterranean pig head who was still talking nonsense in the classroom.

At this time, Hoshino Miku, who was listening in the classroom, frowned.She stared at the favorability interface in front of her, feeling more and more confused.

So why the protagonist's favorability interface is on her!Could it be that she is something to guide the elves?

Then she witnessed the favorability of Fujiwara Aoi on the interface, up and down, increasing and decreasing, and finally turned directly into a gray state.

Marked with a big red [BE].

At the same time, the voice of the system rang in the minds of the two: Congratulations to the player for getting the BE ending [The five classmates at the next table are a bit weird], and the Fujiwara Aoi route is closed.

Depend on! ! ! !Gojo Satoru, you can do it! ! !

The start is BE, she really shouldn't have any expectations for this guy.

After class, Hoshino Miku went straight to the corridor, and saw the blue-haired Aoi Fujiwara as if frightened, the distance between the two was three or four meters away.

Poor Fujiwara Aoi hugged her arm, with a few teardrops hanging on her frightened face, and the whole person was crying pear blossoms with rain.

Let Hoshino Mirai feel distressed.

Forget about BE, how can you still make such a kawaii girl cry like this?

Gojo Satoru, people don't need to fall in love, they don't know how to fall in love, but at least they shouldn't fall in love like this!

The furious Hoshino Mirai ignored the wilting white hair and walked to Fujiwara Aoi.

She didn't speak, just patted the head of the girl in front of her lightly, and wiped away the tears still hanging on the girl's cheeks with her fingertips.

"Fujiwara-san, what's wrong?"

Feeling comforted by others, Fujiwara Aoi cried even harder, and shook her head in silence. Under the continuous impact, she didn't know what to do except cry.

Obviously Wutiao classmate is also kind, but why her words become more and more frightening, and why she is more and more frightened, this is really strange.

Hoshino was puzzled in the future, this kind of low self-esteem, sensitive and timid character is the most basic, and also the easiest to gain favorability.

It is obvious that we have entered the plot of suffering together, Wujo Satoru, how did you manage to run in the opposite direction, all the way to BE?

Thinking of this, she glanced back, and the wilted white hair that had been standing there had disappeared, and had run away long ago.

Hoshino Mirai is furious! ! !

You taught me how to comfort girls when they cry! ! !

Whose strategy game is this!

After barely comforting Aoi Fujiwara, it was already time for class.

Not surprisingly, Gojo Satoru did not appear in class until the last class.It completely shattered Hoshino's last hope in Mirai's heart.

Hehe..., I'm afraid she is not out of her mind to have expectations for this scumbag.

After squeezing all the water out of his mind, Hoshino Mirai found a skipping class dk who was half leaning in the shadows playing mobile games on the rooftop.

"Can you explain how you BE at the beginning?" Hoshino Mirai used the sweetest voice, but his expression was like that of a ghost, and there was a lot of resentment behind him.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyelids, and glanced at the girl carrying the bag.Answered: "You ask me? I don't know either."

Sparsi!What a wonderful answer!

"Then why did Fujiwara Aoi cry like that?"

The voice became sweeter, and the resentment behind it became more serious.

Before the game was over, Gojo Satoru put away his phone, the expression on his face became serious, and the word "seriousness" was written all over his body.

The sudden change made Hoshino Mirai puzzled. Could it be that the prodigal son turned around, woke up, and suddenly realized that something was wrong with him?

A certain white-haired DK put on a serious expression, and said word by word: "Hoshino, fortunately, there will be no magic spirits here, otherwise the magic spirits generated by your resentment will definitely be second-level up."

Hoshino Mirai felt that the water in his head hadn't been squeezed out, so after shaking it, maybe he could still hear the sound of the sea.

Extremely angry, she slammed the bag in her hand onto Gojo Satoru, fuck your chuunibha!At this time, the setting of the second school is still maintained, which is really amazing!

Easily catching the smashed bag with his hands, Gojo Satoru looked through the food in the bag.

Chow mein bread, salty, unpalatable, don't.

Hot dog buns, salty, unpalatable, don't.

Curry bread is barely sweet, let's have a look.

Pork chop sandwich, salty, unpalatable, don't.

Soda, this can be had.

Hoshino Mirai watched him pick and choose in the bag like that, and still muttered words like "sweet, salty", and felt even more annoyed.

Why on earth does she have to worry about this dk who hasn't had lunch yet, so she should be starving him!

"Fuck! Give it back if you don't eat it!"

Hoshino Mirai reached out to grab the bag in his hand, but was crushed by the white hair who was nearly 1.9 meters tall.

"Why, I haven't finished watching it yet."

As soon as Gojo Satoru stood up and raised his hand slightly, Hoshino Mirai would never be able to reach the bag.

"Gojo Satoru, you really have..." Hoshino Mirai, who was about to utter a sweet breath, swallowed the second half of the words when he saw the discipline committee member coming up from the door.

A lively and cheerful smile appeared on the irritable face in a second.The voice line also became more energetic. "What, in the future, Wutiao-kun should not hide on the rooftop alone, it will make everyone worry."

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?Are you changing your face too quickly.

"Ah, good afternoon Hashimoto-san."

Hoshino Miku greeted the red-haired girl behind Gojo Satoru with a smile.

Depend on! ! !If she had known that the Raiders character would come to the rooftop to give her warmth, she shouldn't have brought food to the rooftop.Didn't this collide with the plot? ! ! !

Gojo Satoru turned his head suspiciously, and saw a tall girl with a bento box walking in from the door.

The red-haired girl's face was cold and arrogant, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. "good afternoon."

"Is senior sister coming to the rooftop for dinner? So is Gojo-kun, you both like the rooftop very much!"

As a qualified tool person, in this kind of place that can improve the favorability of the Raider character, it is natural to work hard to increase the favorability!

The real master can't do it, she can only work hard as a tool!

"Hoshino-san, have you eaten?"

Nanako Hashimoto, who sat obediently in the corner, opened the exquisite bento box.

Seeing the rich and delicious dishes, Hoshino Mirai swallowed silently.

No, she didn't eat, her lunch was being picked and picked by some scumbag.

However, even so, she wants to be the most perfect tool person!This is Hoshino Mirai's last obsession as the King of Raiders.

"Yeah! I've eaten it, Wutiao-kun, come and see, Senior Sister is really amazing, I can cook so many kinds of dishes, I can't do it at all."

She waved at Wutiao Wuzhao, and forcibly pulled in DK who was hovering outside the plot!

mock up!She wanted to see if Gojo Satoru could run in the opposite direction under her own supervision.

However, what happened next proved.Hello, it is possible, not only running wildly, but also almost BE again.

Gojo Satoru, who knew it was the story of the Raiders, clicked his tongue, and walked over with the bag.

so troublesome!Don't stop eating!Is it wrong that he just wants to eat well!Swiping favorability is not as important as filling your stomach!

"Can Hoshino know how to cook?" Nanako Hashimoto asked curiously while eating.

Hoshino Mirai shook his head, "No, but Gojo-kun is very good at cooking! He is very gentle and always takes care of me, just like my brother, he is as warm as the sun! It's just that I often tease him , to make him angry, and this morning too, senior sister, don’t misunderstand Gojo-kun.”

nonsense!She didn't know if Gojo Satoru could cook, but there was a high probability that this kind of stinky dk couldn't.Something like the sun is possible, the poisonous sun in July and August is the most annoying.

Gojo Satoru, who heard someone open his eyes and tell nonsense, his hands trembled, and a bag of curry bread hadn't been opened for a long time.

"I didn't expect Wutiao to be such a person. I misunderstood you by generalizing. I'm very sorry, Wutiao."

The serious discipline committee member put down his chopsticks, bowed his head seriously and apologized, with a bit of embarrassment on his face.

Gojo Satoru waved his hand indifferently, now he only has curry bread that has not been opened in his heart.

Favorability?love?Sorry, it's not as important as bread.