Sumire Tohsaka

In the first 20 years of Wujo Satoru's life, he never thought that this would happen.

"Anyway..." He raised his hands high and made a gesture of surrender, "Can you put on your clothes first, Xiao Jin?"

"why?"

The girl unbuttoned the last button of her shirt, raised her head slightly surprised when she heard this, and looked at Gojo Satoru.Those cold emerald eyes are as clear as jewels, without any distracting thoughts.She let go of her hands, and opened her skirt with this movement, revealing her graceful shoulders and neck, and her fair skin was so radiant that it reminded people of beautiful jade.

"If you want to replenish your magic power, this is the fastest way."

Her tone was so natural that Gojo Satoru even had the rare urge to sigh.

How did things come to this?

He couldn't help thinking deeply.

In the beginning, it was just an agreement to send her home.

Probably because Gojo Satoru was there, there were no accidents along the way, and Sumire Tohsaka was sent downstairs to her house smoothly.Then, the girl said "to express my gratitude" and invited him to go upstairs and sit down.

Looking back now, at that time, she had such a natural expression.

Gojo Satoru spontaneously had the urge to go back to the past and punch himself in the head who didn't see anything wrong at all, and even teased, "Why, are you inviting me?"

Yeah, she's inviting you, don't you see it at all?

So, it became what it is now.

Gojo Satoru, who accepted the invitation, was taken directly to Sumire Tohsaka's room, drank two cups of tea, and talked about her lack of magic power...

Then, Gojo Satoru didn't even finish his tea, and when he turned around, he saw Sumire Tohsaka who had already sat on the bed and unbuttoned half of her shirt.

Great, now fully unwrapped.

The uniform of Luoshan High School is in the style of a small suit. The light-colored pleated skirt is spread out on the dark-colored bed sheet, like a large flower that suddenly blooms.And her legs looked even whiter against the dark fabric, and the blue blood vessels under the skin could almost be seen.

Tohsaka Sumire propped her hands on the bed naturally. She was a little too thin. When she made such a movement, the white shirt slid off her shoulders and hung loosely on her elbows.The slender waist was completely exposed, as if it could be broken with a little force.She looked up at him with an expression so calm that it could almost be called innocent.

"Just do it directly, so the utilization rate is higher."

Her tone was so taken for granted, as if she was just sick and went to the hospital for an injection, which was no big deal at all.

Gojo Satoru had an inexplicable intuition that if he went straight here, she might politely say "thank you" to him after the session, just like thanking the doctor who gave her the injection.

"Too bad, the possibilities are so great that I'm starting to see images," he murmured.

"what?"

Sumire Tohsaka tilted her head in confusion, her long hair slipped from her shoulders, and black vines hung down on her chest, gently brushing against her soft curves.

Gojo Wu helped his forehead: "Last time...were you very angry?"

He still remembers that slap.

But what impressed me more was the way the girl cried out of anger.

"That's different." Tohsaka Sumire corrected seriously, "That time, Gojo-sensei went too far... KISS is something that can only be done between lovers."

"..."

Gojo Satoru was dumbfounded for a moment.

At this time, he finally figured out one thing.

Sumire Tohsaka is, after all, the daughter of a magician family.For a magician, it is indeed a matter of course to use this method to replenish magic power when necessary.And she has been tossing and turning between various hospitals... As long as she has undergone one or two operations, she will understand that the most private place in the world is the hospital.

In her cognition, sex may be no different from surgery, injections, and boxes of pills.

She's used to putting up with things she hates, normalizing and rationalizing them.

rather say……

I will also be entangled in the strange ritual sense of "KISS is something that can only be done between lovers", but the girl's experience is a bit cute.

"Don't give birth to a strange girlish heart in this kind of place."

Gojo Satoru sighed, walked forward and sat down on the soft bed.

Then, he pulled up her shirt, pulled it back to Tohsaka Sumire's shoulders, and buttoned her shirt one by one.

"Listen well, Xiao Jin." His voice was rarely serious, "This kind of thing can only be done with someone you like."

In the first 20 years of Wujo Satoru's life, he never imagined that one day he would sit by the bedside of a female high school student and teach her physiology education.

After a simple popularization of the possible harm of premature sex, the importance of paying attention to physical hygiene and safety protection, and why you can't do this kind of thing with others casually ("Even if it is for medical treatment?" "Even if it is In order to cure a disease")... After that, even the strongest Gojo Satoru couldn't help but feel a burst of fatigue.

mental exhaustion.

Gojo Satoru, who is an active high school teacher and has a ward under his name, pushed his sunglasses, clarifying this fact again.

He doesn't like having kids at all, really.

Thankfully, Sumire Tohsaka finally understood after all these hints.

"……sorry."

The girl bent her legs, hugged her knees, and buried her red cheeks between her arms.Looking at it from Gojo Satoru's angle, one could even see her reddened pinnae, the thin red spreading like a cloud to the back of her neck, sinking into the collar of her white shirt.

"I really can't help you."

Gojo Satoru sighed, reached out and patted her head, and stroked her soft long hair.

"Okay, raise your head up—I was wrong for replenishing your magic power in that way last time."

Accompanied by a slight "嗤啦", there was a bloody smell in the air.

Sumire Tohsaka raised her head subconsciously, just in time to meet the wrist that was held in front of her.A thin and deep wound opened on the fair skin, and vermilion blood beads rushed out from the wound, converging into a small stream of blood and sliding down the tight forearm.

"Drink now," he said.

Sumire Tohsaka hesitated for a moment, but opened her mouth a little, leaned over to catch the drop of blood that was about to fall.

The girl's soft tongue licked and licked the man's elbow, following the muscle texture all the way up, carefully licking away the traces of vermilion, without missing any precious blood.

Probably the long hair falling down from the sideburns was in the way, she raised her hand, brushed the black hair behind her ears, and held it gently with her fingers to prevent them from slipping down.

Then, she gently sucked the slender wound on the opponent's wrist, and carefully sipped and sucked the blood full of magic power.

The feeling of blood flowing into the throat is very subtle, and the smell of raw blood slips through the taste buds and permeates the nasal cavity. It is a little nauseating, but for some reason it is not annoying.

Gojo Satoru is indeed the strongest magician in the world, and just blood has powerful magic power.

The magic power flowed into her body with the blood, soothing the magic circuit that was almost scorched due to the lack of magic power.

Whether it was the burning thirst inside her, or the endless pain that tormented her... everything was like scorched earth moistened by a river, suddenly calmed down.

Gojo Satoru's fingers went into her black hair, and gently combed the messy temple hair.Inexplicably, this action seemed to comfort her.

He let Tohsaka Sumire lean in his arms, sipping his blood.

After a long time, the girl finally backed away, her lips were still stained with his blood, the blood was soaked in the texture like rose petals, a touch of moist red.

"Enough?" he asked.

She nodded silently.

The reversal technique was activated, and the ruptured wound healed instantly, as if it had never been injured. Only the water marks left on the arm could prove what happened just now.

Tohsaka Sumire stared at the trace raptly for a while, then suddenly spoke.

"why?"

"What?" This time it was Gojo Satoru's turn to be puzzled.

"Why...you want to do this for me?"

the girl asked seriously.