After I entered the Otome game, I became the head of the temple

Patriarch Gojo apologized to me while pressing his son's head. Although Gojo Satoru didn't seem to apologize at all, I still accepted it.Afterwards, I hurriedly pulled Naoya away from this land of right and wrong with the reason of needing to do my homework.

"Sister, sister, why did you hit me on the head..."

"You came out to provoke the guests without finishing your homework, it's not bad if your father didn't punish you."

"...I was a little curious about how powerful the "six eyes" they said, I thought he had six pairs of eyes... Woo!Sister, why did you hit me again! "

"Say a few words less."

"..."

Gojo Satoru quietly watched the back of the two leaving. The elder sister who was one year older was clenching her fist and lightly hitting her younger brother on the head. The pain provoked the girl's gentle touch.

"Does it hurt?" I looked worriedly at Naoya who was covering his head.

He raised his head and glanced, looking like a puffer fish with its belly stretched out.

I helplessly touched the place where I just hit him: "Okay, I didn't hit you on purpose. But next time, you can't be so rude to the guests, understand?"

He didn't avoid my hand, but just lowered his head and replied sullenly: "Got it."

Of course I didn't know that after we left, Gojo Satoru pointed to the direction where the brothers and sisters of the Zen Academy left, turned his head and said, "Hey, Dad, I also want to go to school."

The implication is that he also has to go to school like Makoto.

Patriarch Wutiao refused without thinking: "Are you kidding? You don't know what your situation is. Besides, don't you like learning those things? You have left so many teachers at home because of your anger."

"That's different!"

Gojo Satoru frowned, recalling the brief conversation with Makoto just now.

He is very familiar with Zenyuan Zhenqin's name. This person's name will always appear in the words of some adults and maids in the family. Even the old man will mention this name and call him a genius.

At that time, he was thinking about what kind of person Zenyuan Makoto was.

He didn't meet this "genius" until today.

"I want to go to school with Makoto." Wujo Gojo was so excited that he even looked at his father stubbornly: "If you don't agree, I will go to the Zenyuan's house to look for Makoto every day from now on."

The "genius" of the Chanyuan family is no different from him. They also have powerful spells, excellent learning ability, and outstanding appearance...but they seem to be different.

Gojo Satoru didn't understand, but he wanted to figure it out.

It took him a long time to realize that the difference between him and Makoto lies in the way he looks at people, the way he treats outsiders with aloofness, and the way he treats his own people wholeheartedly.

Patriarch Wutiao supported his forehead: "...you can laugh if you want to, people who live directly next to the Buddhist monastery, don't make such an expression."

The man who covered his mouth and tried his best not to laugh finally let out a loud laugh, the voice was so loud that Gojo Wujo showed a rare blank expression: "Hahahahaha Gojo didn't expect that you, an old fox, will have a day of being miserable!"

"Where did your children go to school?" Wutiao's family asked with a dark face.

"In a very ordinary elementary school."

"name."

"Tsk, it seems to be called Tomoeda Elementary School, you can obviously find out by yourself."

Wujo Jiawu frowned and looked at him: "I remember that Makoto's reward amount has increased again. Are you so relieved that she is going to school outside?"

"Is it rising again..." Zhipiren of the Chanyuan rubbed his head indifferently, and then said, "I am naturally relieved of my daughter. She has strong abilities in every shikigami, and no one in this family can hurt her."

Gotiao Jiawu was silent for a while, then suddenly thought of something and opened his eyes slightly: "Wait, do you...?"

"I can fight against two shikigami at most, and I can't get close to her at all."

"..."

Gojo Satoru was bored listening to the conversation of the two adults. He tilted his head to look at the place where Makoto left just now, and tugged on his father's sleeve: "I'm going to play with Makoto."

The Zhipi people of the Chanyuan casually called a maid to take Wujo Wu to find someone.

The two adults stood there in silence for a while.

"Your stinky brat won't take a fancy to my daughter."

"...that joke isn't funny at all."

"Hmph, let me tell you in advance that Zhenqin is the future patriarch of the Buddhist monastery and can only accept marriage."

"It seems that you have made up your mind to break the family rules of the Chanyuan family."

"...They should understand... People can't have both, and also, and more."

Naturally, I didn't expect the maid to bring Gojo Satoru. When I saw the boy waving happily to me, I seemed to see a puppet cat with a big tail running towards me.

It's weird, take another look.

White hair and blue eyes, really like a cat, or the kind of cat who knows that he is cute and keeps acting coquettish.

Looking at the boy who was begging the maid for snacks and desserts, I sighed: "Go and get him two more puddings."

Gojo Satoru stared at me with bright eyes: "Makoto, you are so kind!"

"...If you don't pester my shikigami, maybe I can give you another piece of cake." I drank my lipstick calmly, looked up at the boy who was staring at me with his face in his hands: " What's wrong?"

"Why is Makoto unwilling to compete with me? Shouldn't the strong meet the strong and fight like in the comics and then become good friends?"

I was stunned for a moment: "But you don't necessarily need to fight to be friends, right? We can still be friends if we sit down and chat like this now, can't we?"

And because he has been pestering Shikigami to single out, both Rishi and Mica hid in my shadow.

Hearing what I said, Douya Wang agreed very much: "Zhenqin is right, you don't need to fight to be friends. In my opinion, Wu can already be friends if he can sit down and enjoy afternoon tea with Zhenqin."

I pursed my lips, turned to look at my first shikigami and whispered, "You talk too much..."

Dou Yawang blinked: "Shy?"

I immediately replied, "Not at all."

Gojo Satoru finally went back after eating one cake and two puddings, and heard from Sachiko that the last discussion between Patriarch Gojo and my father was about Tomoeda Elementary School.

Me: No way, Gojo Satoru will come to school too?

System: [The possibility is quite high, but Wujo Wu's favorability seems to have changed, do you want to take a look? 】

[Wujo Wufa favorability degree: 35]

[The god child with "six eyes" thinks you are different, he is full of interest and curiosity about you, and longs to be friends with you who are called "genius". 】

I looked at the favorability with a complicated expression.

System: [What's wrong! ? 】

Me: Does Gojo Satoru have no friends?

System: [He really didn't... After all, he is "Six Eyes". The Wutiao family has strict control over the people around him. 】

I suddenly realized: No wonder the Gojo family mainly discussed the elementary school affairs with their father. It turned out that they wanted Gojo Satoru to make more friends of the same age!

System: [... I don't think this is the reason, right? 】

With this in mind, I saw Gojo Satoru in my class the next day.

The boy standing next to the teacher with a schoolbag on his back pulled a small face: "My name is Wujo Satoru, please give me more advice in the future."

I am confused.

Why do so many schools choose Youzhi Primary School?He also happens to be in the same class as me!

System: [So, everyone said that I am the Otome system! 】