"Mr. Gojo?"

When he came back with the birthday cake presented by his seniors, Yujin Yujin's face was full of vigor and sweetness. The smile was so contagious that everyone who saw him couldn't help but laugh along with him.

"are you uncomfortable?"

Seeing his deteriorating expression, Knotabagi Yujin was a little surprised, why did it suddenly happen?

Gojo Satoru waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, his complexion quickly returned to a relaxed and freehand normal state, and asked her why the two seniors disappeared.

"They had guests at home, and they just came out to take the cake at noon and wanted to give it to me."

They originally planned to celebrate at the house of Knotabazu Yuren, knowing the situation of Katsuobu Yuren living alone, they couldn't bear to let her spend her birthday alone.

However, today both of them have guests who cannot refuse, and they must go back to accompany them.

"Oh, so that's the case." Gojo Satoru nodded and asked her, "How is Yu-chan going to celebrate her birthday?"

"The protagonist of the birthday is the king, Yu-chan can make a wish to me. MagicGojo is at your service!"

Knotabagi Yuhito laughed loudly: "This is the most exciting and colorful birthday I've ever had."

Suddenly, I was told to bind the live broadcast room system, get the task of saving the world, and encountered a hidden professional conjurer on the way.

"I don't have a wish or anything... ah! There is indeed one!" Hiroto Kojou scratched his face, his smiling eyes couldn't see the specific expression clearly, and the girl's clear voice said hesitantly, "Mr. Gojo can change one." What's your name? Yo-chan or something, it's a little stinky."

"Then... Yuren?"

Wujo Wu followed the good advice, and immediately changed his name.

Katsuobu Yuhito's slightly raised shoulders calmed down, and he said sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Satoru took her expression into his eyes and put his doubts into his heart.

This reaction doesn't seem to be disgusting.

Obviously resisting.

In normal social situations, as long as Gojo Satoru doesn't particularly dislike the person in front of him, he will stop at such a time and politely stop asking questions.

Knotaba Yuhito's reaction showed that a small title was related to her inner privacy.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru felt like a cat's paws were scratching his heart.

I really want to know more about Yuren.

"It's rare for a girl to be called 'Yuuji', but you usually call a girl 'Yuki (奥希)', 'Yuko (乘子)' or something like that?"

When he realized it, Gojo Satoru had already asked.

in a more roundabout way.

Fortunately, Yuzu Yujin didn't feel offended: "I was called Yuko when I was young. My father passed away when I was in kindergarten. He gave me the name 'Jin' before he died, so I changed my name."

'Yuko, Dad won't be able to accompany you in the future, so let Dad's name grow up with you. '

'Sorry for capriciously having you born that way, really sorry.Dad, like grandpa, loves you. '

'goodbye. '

Knotabagi Youruhito tilted his head, and mentioned the reason for changing his name in a nonchalant manner, without revealing the memories and undercurrents in her heart at all.

"What a great name."

Gojo Satoru said in a low voice.

He seemed to know that Yuzu Yujin, who was still smiling on the surface, needed some space, so he thoughtfully stopped talking, and walked quietly beside her.

After a while, Knotabagi Yuhito spoke first.

"Can Mr. Gojo have cake with me?"

"my pleasure!"

Yuzu Yujin wanted to find a milk tea shop with seats, order a cup of milk tea for the two of them, quickly share the cake, and then go to play.

"It's too casual!" The white-haired adult man showed a shocked expression, "This is Youruto's birthday cake, sheng, day, egg, cake!"

"Uh?"

Not understanding why he emphasized the accent, Yuzu Yuhito made a confused voice: "I know, but it's a bit far to go back to my house to eat."

[Wooooow, Tiger Cat Sauce, don't sit on the side of the road and eat birthday cake, it's so pitiful...]

[The anchor didn't realize at all how distressing the orphan girl who planned to eat birthday cake on the side of the road is so distressing QAQ]

[Who is distressed?I feel bad!Let me make money and book the venue for the children! ]

[I don't believe that hundreds of thousands of viewers can't invite a child for his birthday! ]

[Wake up, let her book a place to celebrate her birthday alone, doesn't it look even worse? ]

The system selected a few typical speeches and relayed them to Knotabagi Yuhito.

Knotweed Youruhito was shocked, she didn't understand.

She doesn't feel sorry for herself.

Others are soft towards her because they love her, and they don't want to see her "wronged".

In the first two timelines, Yuzu Yuren has not loved herself for a long time, and it lasted until the third week, and her subconscious retained this bad habit.

Fortunately, the ability to accept being loved has not been taken away by successive blows. She did not panic or evade in the face of good intentions, but was a little puzzled.

"Take it as a thank you for sending back the cursed object." Wujo Satoru took her wrist through the clothes and led her to a restaurant.

"At least sit in the dining room, light the candles, and eat the cake slowly."

Sensing his strong desire, Katsuobu Youruhito blinked and let him lead obediently.

Mr. Gojo is really a good man.

She sighed inwardly.

Not knowing that he was issued a good person card, Wujo Gojo thought to himself, he must wear sunglasses next time when he and Hisen are out.

In this way, Youren can be seen through the gap of the sunglasses.

Just hearing the sound of Yuzu Yujin eating the cake in one bite, Gojo Satoru could see her bulging cheeks in his mind.

It has been brain-filled and cute.

The phone vibrated, Gojo Wujo clicked on Yijizhi's report.

[Yidizhi: Legends of Spells Related to Love.zip]

The love potion of the wizard, the Gu of Miaojiang, the puppet art of Southeast Asia...

It's all low-level stuff.

Gojo Satoru finished browsing quickly, and put the phone aside boringly.

No matter how he thinks about it, he will not be counted by these things, and no lower limit will separate them.

The corners of Gojo Satoru's lips curled into an obvious arc.

So when seeing her, the heart beats faster and the blood circulates faster, and the desire to know her can't be restrained. This kind of mood——

It really is the feeling of wanting to be in love...

won't let go.

Definitely get it.

Gojo Satoru made an important decision as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Gojo's mood improved?"

The girl sitting opposite him said happily.

"I figured out one thing, and it feels like the world has become wider, hahaha."

"Oh……"

Knotabazu Yuhito blinked quickly, wondering why she suddenly felt a little cold?

Air conditioner turned on too much?

She gathered her clothes together and speeded up her eating.

I would like to have more time to play.

After dinner, Gojo Satoru reversed the idleness of "anywhere" before, and gave a well-arranged strategy, and had a good time with Yuzu Yujin.

"Huh! Thank you very much today, Mr. Gojo."

In front of the door of the knotweed house, the only surviving owner of the house bowed to the man in black and white hair.

Her face was flushed, full of cheerfulness, pleasure, and the pain of eating and drinking.

"The birthday person is the biggest." Gojo Satoru rubbed her hair.

Knotabagi Yujin smiled and shrunk his neck, his eyes narrowed comfortably, looking defenseless.

"Qiang Qiang!" Wujo Wu made a strange noise, and pulled out a small bag from behind as if conjuring.

"what?"

"Gift!"

"But Mr. Gojo paid for the dinner and going out today..." Hirohito Hiroshi was really embarrassed to accept it.

"That's your thank you for sending back Su Nuo's fingers. This is a birthday present. It's a different matter."

Knotabagi Yuhito wrinkled his face in embarrassment, she is not a child who does not understand the world, and she already felt embarrassed to ask Wujo to treat her today.

It was only because of the emotional drive of her birthday, and Wutiao's more convincing reasons, that she crossed the psychological hurdle and accepted this not cheap intention.After she made up her mind, she would make some handmade biscuits and desserts and send them to him, so as to repay today's kindness.

"Youren don't want this..."

Gojo Satoru withdrew his outstretched hand, but didn't force it to her.

Knotabagi Yuhito heaved a sigh of relief.Although she didn't get along for a long time, she also noticed that Mr. Gojo looks kind, but he is a very strong man in his bones.

Simple persuasion is the best.

She cheered in her heart, but she heard Gojo Gojo say in an emotionless voice, "Then just throw this away."

Ok? !

Knotabagi Yuhito's smile froze on her face, and she cautiously suggested: "Mr. Gojo, can you give it to someone else?"

The night was a bit dark, and Yuzu Yujin couldn't see the joy and anger on his face, judging by the sound, he should not be angry.

"This is specially bought for you. If you don't want it, I can't give it to others."

Gojo Satoru said lazily.

The intentions contained are different, so how can I give it away casually.

Knotabagi Yuhito didn't understand what he was thinking, but he didn't want to accept his expensive gift.

She stammered some reasons, all of which were vetoed by Gojo Satoru, and she couldn't help lowering her head limply, holding the ball of the hoodie hat with her hands, and lowering her head in frustration.

"Oh, forget it."

Gojo Satoru sighed, took a step forward, and touched her head affectionately.

Now is not the time.

It was his first time doing this kind of thing, so he was a little impatient.

"Let's talk about it later." He brought the topic of gifts, and said seriously in a joking tone, "In the future, I will keep in touch with my mobile phone, and I will often go to Sendai on business trips after a while..."

Knotabagi Yuhito raised his head excitedly, and said cheerfully: "Please let me treat Mr. Gojo well!"

"Please, Sendai Girl Yuuhito!" Gojo Satoru gestured to her with a hand.gun.fire.gun, "After Yuuhito goes to Tokyo, be sure to contact me, and I'll take you to play!"

Knotabagi Yuhito was about to say "Wow, wow" when he heard a ding-dong in his ear.

Mission arrived.

【crack!Tokyo Shibuya Subway Station!

Estimated props: 50 large repair stones (↑)

Task suggestion time: within 48 hours (countdown starts)]

Knotweed Yuren: "???"

Suddenly came a mission? !

And still in Tokyo? !

The system is also very helpless, and it is unreasonable to explain the space-time rift in a low voice, and it will come when it is said.

Fortunately-

[Status of the live broadcast room: enabled]

【Current fan value: 3500000 (↑)】

so much?

Knotaba Yuhito was startled at first, and then became happy. She only needs to go to Tokyo and place the mending stone to complete the task.

She doesn't have to worry about the rest.

"That... Mr. Gojo..."

Gojo Satoru, who was about to leave, was pulled by the corner of his clothes.

"Huh? What's the matter? Youren is reluctant to let me go?" He said casually.

"When will Mr. Gojo return to Tokyo?"

"I'm leaving tonight." Gojo Satoru complained dissatisfiedly, "The superior has sent an urgent mission."

Yuzu Yuto scratched his face and asked, "Take the Shinkansen?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru keenly sensed that she didn't finish what she said.

"If it's by Shinkansen, can I come with you? It just so happens that I need to go to Tokyo to deal with something."

I hope Mr. Gojo doesn't think her sudden trip to Tokyo is weird, don't get to the bottom of it!

Huh, she can't help it either, who called for a temporary crack mission notification!

Gojo Satoru really felt weird.

The girl in front of her is the only one in her family, and basically has no relatives.

Why did you suddenly grab him at this moment and ask if you can go to Tokyo together?

Gojo Satoru watched her calmly.

Yuzu Yuhito's eyes drifted downwards, his fingers intertwined, and his ankles twisted restlessly.

Could it be that--

She was in a mood similar to his? !

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