Huzhu brand collecting machine rushes to the world

The distance between Sendai and Tokyo is more than 350 kilometers, and it takes more than five hours to drive on the highway.

The two chose to take the Shinkansen, which took just over an hour.

However, before departure, Knotabagi Yujin still needs to pack his luggage.

"Mr. Gojo, come in and sit for a while?"

Wujo Wu readily agreed, and when he entered the door, he said happily, "Excuse me."

"Mr. Wujo, please wait for me in the living room."

Knotabazu Yuhito brought him a glass of water, ran into the room, took out a bag, and simply stuffed a few pieces of clothing.

Anyway, she was going to do a mission in Tokyo, and she planned to take a trip just in time, so she would bring two more sets of clothes.

As for other things, Knotabagi Yujin looked around at the door with his bag on his back, so he probably didn't need to bring it.

It took her no more than 10 minutes to get in and out.

Gojo Satoru just finished making a phone call, saw her walk out of the room, thought she hadn't tidied up yet, and thoughtfully said, "Don't worry."

Knotabagi Yuhito looked back innocently: "Huh? I'm done."

"So fast!" Wujo Satoru exclaimed.

He stood up, saw the knotweed Yuren carrying a small bag, and his tone could not help but be a bit puzzled: "Isn't Yuren planning to spend a few more days in Tokyo?"

Gojo Satoru just called Yidizhi and asked the assistant supervisor not to send him non-urgent tasks in the past few days.

The so-called urgent tasks are things that cannot be solved by a first-level conjurer.

It is still spring, and the curse has not yet entered the period of high incidence. Gojo Satoru wants to relax for a few days, and seize the time to solve the major issues in life.

Thinking of going to a big city, Knotaba Yuhito was a little excited, his eyes became as shiny as pikapika.

She replied naturally: "Let's play! I brought two sets of clothes, enough for a few days in Tokyo!"

System: Alas.

Wutiaowu: "..."

He didn't say much, he was just a little surprised that Knotabagi Yuhito's life was simple.But thinking about the environment in which she lived, Gojo Satoru could immediately understand.

Parents died young, grandparents brought up, and the object of imitation and learning in the girl's daily relationship is the old man.

The life of the old man is not extravagant and gorgeous, on the contrary, it is simple and simple, and it is not unexpected that Knotweed Yujin has this kind of personality.

"I'll also bring facial cleanser and the like, don't look at it with unbelievable eyes..." Knotaba Yuhito muttered and put the anchor necklace that had fallen out of the hoodie back into his clothes.

It was only then that Gojo Satoru noticed that the necklace around her neck, the short black rope, and the metal anchor of unknown material were just blocked by the clothes.

They went out the door one after the other.

Yuzu Yuhito walked in front, Gojo Satoru walked behind.

The man was a little over a head taller than the girl, and lowered his head slightly. His nose was close to the top of the girl's pink hair, and he could easily smell the refreshing citrus soap scent.

Ok?

Gojo Satoru just wanted to leave, not to continue this perverted behavior, but the tip of his nose smelled another smell mixed with citrus fragrance.

A touch of sweetness, but it has the effect of mint. Gojo Satoru only inhaled a little, and he felt a little easier in his brain, which was running unlimited spells all the time.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head in doubt and sniffed vigorously several times. Is it his illusion?

But the feeling in my head is not deceiving.

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

A girl's helpless voice came from below: "If I hadn't been with you for a long time during the day, I'm sure you are not a bad person, and I will choose to call the police for your behavior now!"

Gojo Satoru woke up suddenly, realizing what he had done.

Oops, made it too obvious, got caught.

"Feel sorry--"

He quickly apologized, hoping to save some impression points.

——Yes, Gojo Satoru is not embarrassed.

From the perspective that the tall man couldn't see, Hirohito's gaze shifted to the left.

——It's a look that expresses speechlessness.

Gojo-san is a trustworthy, but difficult to respectable adult.

I don't know why, such a sentence flashed in the mind of Katsuobu Yuhito.

"How's your trip to Tokyo going?"

Sitting on the Shinkansen, Gojo Gojo asked the girl sitting opposite him in a soft voice.

It was night at this time, and there was no scenery to be seen from the car window. The dark background reflected the figures of the white-haired man and the pink-black-haired girl.

Knotabazu Yuhito faced him with his chin: "First stop, Shibuya. Others haven't been decided yet."

She is not a planning personality, only has a general purpose, regardless of the sequence.

"Shibuya?" The answer surprised Gojo Satoru.

Shibuya is an area that symbolizes popular culture. Even if he likes Knotaba Yuhito, he has to say that her dress style doesn't quite match the trend.

Wild Rose likes to go shopping in Shibuya.

Youruhito is a simple woman who only brings small packages of simple clothes when traveling far away. Will she love to go to Shibuya?

After playing for a day, Yuzu Yujin felt a little sleepy, she supported her head and yawned, tears welling up in her golden brown eyes.

"Well, let's go shopping and buy some new clothes." She managed to maintain her sanity and said in a daze, "So... I didn't bring too many clothes."

Oh~ This makes sense.

Gojo Satoru pinched his chin, seemingly carelessly staring closely at Yujin Knotabagi who was already asleep on the table, thinking of something, a snort-like laugh escaped his throat.

The system that watched everything quietly from the sidelines fell into confusion.

Did the broadcaster originally plan to do this?

She didn't really travel easily, she just used this as an excuse?

Its anchor has such a foresighted personality?

After getting out of the car and returning to the hotel, facing the system's inquiry, Knotabagi Yuhito said in shock and bewilderment: "Nani?"

"Did I say that before going to bed?"

Hey, it doesn't matter, as long as Mr. Wujo believes her nonsense, the time and space rift will not be exposed for the time being.

Yuzu Yujin touched his nose, hehe, she is quite witty.

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system:……

It gets it, she's a natural (stupid) who accidentally hits lucky damage.

Knotabagi Yuhito didn't know that the system was quietly complaining about her, took a shower, and lay on the balcony railing of the high-rise room to watch the night view of Tokyo.

The night scene of the fashionable city is full of colors, and Knotabagi Youruhito looks into the distance, a little lost in thought.

As she said, this birthday was the most bizarre one she ever had. Many things happened in 24 hours, leaving her no time to think.

Unlike Gojo Satoru, Katsuhiro Yuren realized that the state of her first acquaintance with the stranger was not right halfway. When everything was over and her body and mind were free, she realized it belatedly—her relationship with Mr. Gojo was progressing like a little fast?

She was thinking hard about why, but she heard the sound of sliding the door from the balcony next door.

A man in a vest and a white shirt had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and the lighter in his hand was still unlit.

The act of smoking is done by different people and gives people different feelings.

The gentleman on the balcony next door to Yuzu Yuhito has smooth dark hair, slender and heroic eyebrows, and calm cobalt blue eyes, but there is still a bit of a cold breath left in him.

It was a gentleman who had just finished his work and came out to relax with a cigarette.

When the two met, they were a little dazed.

Not for anything else, just because they both feel that the other party has a familiar taste, but they are very sure that they have never seen each other before.

"Sorry." A lady was there, and Zhongyuan Zhong also took down the cigarette without saying a word.

"Hello there!"

Knotabazu Yuhito showed a bright but somewhat shy smile, and said hello to him.

The light on the balcony is a soft light yellow, not too bright, shining on the smiling face of Knotweed Yujin, making her face even more warm.

For a moment, Chuya Nakahara's eyes seemed to be blurred with some pictures.

There was a sudden burst of thunder in the sky, followed by unreasonable torrential rain, which drenched the two of them head-to-head and face-to-face.

The brief encounter ended when a thunderstorm broke out suddenly, and Knotaba Yuhito had no choice but to take another shower, and threw himself on the bed to reply to Mr. Wutiao's text message.

She is located in a high-end hotel in Shibuya—according to Yuzuhito's personality, it is her rule to find a hotel with a similar price in Meguro District.

But when she got off the Shinkansen, she was carried by the back of fate's neck by Mr. Gojo, a fellow traveler, and arranged clearly, and put her in the most exclusive hotel in Shibuya.

Yuzu Yujin wanted to refuse, but Gojo Satoru said that his two rooms had already been opened, and if he couldn't stay, they would be vacant.They live in Shibuya, so they don't have to get up too early to play tomorrow.

"..." Mr. Gojo is so clingy.

Yuzu Yujin really wanted to say, let her act alone.

But in the face of Mr. Kindness who played with her all day, she couldn't refuse his kindness abruptly.

Otherwise, she would appear to be ignorant.

She weighed her feet and looked around while Gojo Satoru answered the phone, wanting to see if there was a sign with room prices near the hotel reception.

As a result, because the hotel is too high-end, there is no price tag that can be seen in Sendai hotels.

System sauce, check it out for me!

The system reported a number, and Yuzu Yujin took a deep breath in his heart.

It's not that she can't afford the price, it's just that it doesn't conform to her consumption habits.

With tears in his eyes, Yuzu Yuhito wrote down the hotel money and the day's play expenses in a small book, so that, please go back to Mr. Gojo in the future.

She wanted to go back to Sendai tomorrow after playing. She was afraid that the bed would be so hot that she wouldn't be able to sleep in a room worth [-] yuan a night, and the children of ordinary families would be biting their handkerchiefs in their hearts.

Gojo Satoru, who came back from the phone call, looked not very good.

"What happened?"

Knotabagi Yuhito said with concern, Mr. Gojo was in a good mood all the way here, rather he seemed a little excited, but he didn't look very happy after the phone call.

"Temporarily received the mission notice." Gojo Satoru pulled down his handsome face, and the curled up hair conveyed the breath of "displeasure".

Yidizhi Jiegao, who was so frightened and came to pick him up, stood upright tensely, and adjusted his glasses in a panic.

Gojo Satoru said not long ago that he has important things to do these few days, don't call him if it's not an urgent task, let others do it.

Just a few hours later, Gojo Satoru received a task that required a special appearance, which made him very unhappy when he was just about to "date" with Knotabazu Yuhito.

"Ah! It's about that!"

Knotabagi Yuhito immediately understood that she still remembered what Mr. Wujo said about the secrecy of spells before, so she used a pronoun.

Gojo Satoru hummed an "um" through his nose.

His acknowledgment made Yizhi Jiegao take a surprised look at Knotabazu Yuhito. Is she the new student Mr. Gojo has taken a fancy to and plans to poach from the high school?

But she doesn't seem to have magic power?

"Yidizhi, it's so noisy."

Gojo Satoru said suddenly.

Yidizhi Jiegao whispered: "I didn't say anything just now."

Gojo Satoru did not use the usual light-hearted tone, but lowered his voice and said: "Youren has nothing to do with the matter over there."

Yidi Zhijie nodded and said respectfully: "I understand." This meant to let him not think too much.

However, he still couldn't help thinking, since he is not a student, what is the relationship between this classmate named Hirohito Kojo and Mr. Gojo?

——Although Knotaba Yuhito is tall and slender, she has an innocent smile, which makes it easy for people to guess her student status.

"Then I'm leaving."

Gojo Satoru let out a depressed breath, bent down and approached the child he liked, complaining with a little dissatisfaction.

"Hmm! Mr. Gojo, work harder!"

Knotaba Yuhito clenched his fist, made a fighting posture with his right fist upward, trying to convey encouragement.

Gojo Satoru said in a pitiful tone: "Youren should come and play with me often. I don't have any friends, I'm so lonely—"

Yidizhi Jiegao, who was standing on the side waiting, listened to the whole process, and his hand holding his glasses trembled slightly.

What's the matter, Mr. Gojo?

When have you ever had that vulnerable personality that gets down because your friends don't hang out with you?

Aren't your friends all annoyed by your wayward personality and don't want to talk to you?

The social animals who have been bullied all the year round keep making complaints.

Miss Knotweed, don't trust him!

"real or fake?"

Hirohito's fingers were placed next to Gojo Gojo's cheek, which was close to him, and he gestured vaguely without directly touching Gojo Gojo, but Gojo Gojo had the illusion that she was touching him directly.

After careful observation, the girl who did not lack common sense said with certainty: "Mr. Gojo has a face that has never been bullied."

"Pfft hahaha!"

Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing: "Is Youruhito praising me for being a confident guy?"

"Yeah! So Gojo-san, work hard! A man who works hard is the most attractive!"

Knotabagi Yuhito gave him a thumbs up and said encouragingly.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his little finger, and said with a smile: "It's an agreement, Youruto can't go back to Sendai tomorrow!"

"Goo!"

The pretty eyes of the pink-black-haired girl were wide open, and a voice of surprise from guessing her thoughts came out of her throat.

"Youren won't have the heart to let the poor man who just finished work go to a place like Disney alone to relieve loneliness, right? Even adults will cry because they are too pitiful."

The 28-year-old man said without shame, emphasizing words such as alone.

In essence, he is a kind and good boy, and it is difficult for him to refuse the reasonable request of others. He can't stand his offensive and retreats steadily.

In the end, as Gojo Satoru wished, Hirohito Kojo agreed that she would stay in Tokyo until he came back, and then return to Sendai.

The white-haired man went away victorious.

Sitting in the limousine, Yidi Zhijie frequently stole his gaze from the man who was in a good mood through the rearview mirror.

After a while, he couldn't resist the torment of his conscience, so he plucked up the courage and said tremblingly: "...Mr. Wutiao likes Miss Huzhang?"

Just after asking, Yidizhi Jiegao scolded himself for being an idiot in his heart, how dare he ask directly?

What should Mr. Gojo do when he finds out that he has been misunderstood?

Can he withstand Mr. Wujo's beating?

Yidizhi Jiegao smiled miserably, regretting that his mouth was faster than his brain.

Think about Mr. Gojo, who is 28 years old and a mature man... Although he often does some unreliable things, he is not a man who is interested in love, and he is not a man who will take action against women who are much younger.

The kindness to Ms. Knotweed should be taken care of for a reason, definitely not out of love between men and women.

Wujo Wuhu?

He is in love?

"Haha." Yidizhi Jiegao hurriedly apologized, "I'm overthinking, I'm just joking."