What to do if you are too obsessed with Natsume

Playing games together is probably the easiest activity to bring strangers closer. In the casual chat, the young man named Kirihara Akaya quickly revealed his details.

"I'm a third-year student at Lihai University. Have you ever heard of Changsheng Lihai University? Our Lihai University is a famous tennis school!"

Kirihara Akaya was bragging while playing games, and after Xuezhi answered "I haven't heard of it" flatly, he still enthusiastically popularized the passionate sport of tennis.

Although Xuezhi felt something was wrong the more she listened.

such as--

"Our minister's nirvana is [deprivation of the five senses]. Through unparalleled pressure, the opponent can collapse and be unable to compete."

"Deputy Minister Fenglin Huanhan Thunderbolt is also super powerful! Completely implement the spirit of Bushido into tennis..."

"Hey, wait..."

Xuezhi didn't understand a word of what Kirihara said, "May I ask what kind of tennis you play?"

"Just plain tennis."

Instead, the boy looked at Xuezhi with strange eyes, showing the eyes of an idiot, "You haven't watched a tennis match, so you can't feel the charm."

While cracking the arcade joystick, Kirihara took the time to talk to Yukie.

And Xuezhi, taking advantage of the end of the game, quietly leaned into Wutiao Wu's ear, and whispered, "Teacher Wutiao."

Gojo Satoru cooperatively moved his face closer, poking his head, two silver heads touching each other, whispering.

"Mr. Wutiao, did you hear it just now? Isn't that called "killing the five senses" really a magic technique?"

"Maybe it's just a simple second attack."

Seeing that Xuezhi was still suspicious, Wujo Wu added something.

"I looked with six eyes, and I can be sure that he is really not a magician."

Both of them had their sunglasses hanging crookedly on the bridge of their noses, and they were watching the game from the corner of their eyes and yelling "Akiya Kirihara".

"What is the second disease?" Xue Zhi turned her head to Gojo Satoru, blinking her blue eyes.

"It's a guy who thinks he has unusual abilities and fantasizes about saving the world from excess self-awareness."

"So this is ah."

Xuezhi nodded.

The two separated, sat back on their chairs, and decided to go home after finishing the remaining game coins.

At this time, Kirihara had finished playing the game coins that Gojo Satoru generously gave him, and stood next to Xuezhi to observe again, and even rolled up his sleeves, getting ready to wait until Xuezhi.

Xuezhi turned her head slowly, and glanced at the boy.

"do not speak."

The girl's complexion is cold and fair, with a delicate face and a small upturned nose. She looks even better than the idol stars on TV, but when her beautiful blue eyes fall on her body, Kirihara Chi also feels Arriving at an aura and coercion even more terrifying than the minister.

woo woo woo. . .

Kirihara Chi also tightly pursed his mouth, showing with his actions that he is really well-behaved and would never speak nonsense.

The ears are clean.

Xuezhi can finally kill Wutiao Wu to his heart's content.

"It's over, let's go back."

Gojo Satoru stood up and stretched his waist. At this time, it was already dark, the faint moonlight in the sky and the lights of the city reflected each other, and the small Christmas light bulbs placed at the entrance of the store shone with twinkling light.

"Christmas is coming, I don't know what presents I will receive this year."

The boy beside him looked at Santa Claus in front of the window and muttered to himself.

"Eh-"

Yukie and Gojo Satoru stopped at the same time, turned their gazes to Kirihara Akaya very synchronously, pushed the sunglasses hanging on the bridge of their noses with their fingertips, and the two of them only showed a pair of eyes.

"What, what?"

Kirihara Chi, who was stared at by two people, shrank to the side, "Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes?"

"Didn't you all get presents from Santa Claus?"

Facing the clear eyes of the boy above, Xuezhi also had a trace of confusion in her eyes, so she turned her head to look at Gojo Satoru, "Teacher, is there really Santa Claus in this world?"

Just as Gojo Satoru was about to answer, the boy spoke first.

"Of course! Haven't you heard the story of Santa Claus? On Christmas Eve, a mysterious old man would fly in the sky on a sleigh pulled by 9 reindeer, enter the house from the chimney door to door, and stuff presents into the house. Put them in stockings by the children's beds, or hang them on their Christmas trees."

"I receive gifts every year. There are game consoles, wristbands, tennis rackets..." The boy frowned again, and said with some puzzlement, "Although sometimes I also send math and English gifts. Exercise, I have never made such a wish."

"Hey, it seems that Santa Claus also gets confused sometimes."

Kirihara Chi also sighed, looking helpless.

"—"

Hearing this, Xuezhi, who considers herself not an idiot, also understood that this boy believes that there is a Santa Claus in the world, just like Yato believes that the Hetun-kun in the Hetun-kun Paradise are real, not human-made dolls .

"Ah, the tram is coming, I'm going back, bye!"

When the tram came, the boy jumped onto the tram neatly and waved to the two of them through the window.

Xuezhi's eyes followed the moving tram until the tram completely disappeared on the railway track before looking away.

Gojo Satoru snorted, pouted his lips, and said cautiously, "That kid was showing off just now!"

Xuezhi couldn't help thinking, if Kirihara took another slow step, Mr. Gojo Satoru would repeat it a hundred times in his ear, idiot, there is no Santa Claus in this world at all!

Because Wujo-sensei is now showing a jealous look that he didn't receive a Christmas present.

Xuezhi felt that she had seen through everything.

"Hey, what is that look in your eyes?"

"...Nope."

Xuezhi looked away as if nothing had happened.

"It's ok!"

"Although Xuezhi, you haven't received a gift from Santa Claus, but you have Wutiao teacher!"

However, although--

That sounds even worse.

Xuezhi complained in her heart.

I took a taxi back to Tokyo with Gojo Satoru. In the car, Xue Zhi noticed that Teacher Gojo’s phone was still ringing non-stop. Game.

Although Mr. Wutiao is always joking and joking, and his personality is a bit unflattering, but in private, he may be working hard to bear something.

Xuezhi glanced at Wutiao Wutiao from the corner of her eye, and noticed from the corner of her tightly pursed mouth that Teacher Wutiao seemed to be quite stressed when talking with the people on the phone. Even though he was extremely irritable, he still had to squeeze out patience to deal with it.

Hey, what kind of tough guys are rotten oranges after all?

Xuezhi, who was half-knowledgeable, also sighed secretly. She put the special products brought back from Yokohama beside her, rested her chin, and looked at the night scene outside the window.

The car soon arrived in front of the Barbara Bar in Zhenme Town, and Gojo Satoru waved to her with a smile, "You're home, don't play too much, you still have class on Monday."

"I know, Mr. Wujo, goodbye."

After Xuezhi said goodbye to Wujou, carrying a few bags of souvenirs, she happily pushed open the door of Barbara Bar.

Right away, I saw Kamamoto and Hatta sitting at the bar, while Izumo was mixing drinks.

"I'm back!"

The girl trotted to the front of the bar, "Brother Izumo, where are my brother and Anna..."

Before he finished speaking, Xuezhi heard a trembling voice ringing in his ears.

"You, who are you..."

Hatta's eyes widened, showing a look as if he saw a ghost.

"Ok?"

Yukie only got a few centimeters closer, and Misaki Hatta immediately jumped up from her seat and hid behind the fat man Kammoto Riko, her face flushed.

"Don't, don't get so close."

"Eh?"

Xuezhi turned to look at Izumo, "Brother Izumo, is Hatta sick?"

Izumo Kusanagi calmed down, "No, Hatta-chan is simply not good at dealing with girls, especially a beautiful and lovely girl like Yukie."

"It's the first time Hatta-chan saw you back to normal, so I'm shy."

"Brother Kusanagi...!!"

Hatta Misaki protested loudly, "I, I'm not shy!"

"Really not?" Xuezhi felt that Hatta's expression was a little funny.

"real……!!!"

In fact, Misaki Hatta's face was like a boiled shrimp.

Even Torio Kamamoto covered his face and sighed again and again, "It's really embarrassing."

"Who is so inferior, Xuezhi and I are brothers who are sworn brothers, how could we be shy!"

Blushing to the neck, Hatta Misaki dared to yell at Kamamoto Riko.

"Then you are talking to Xuezhi, why are you looking at me?" Kamamoto shrugged.

Hearing this, Xuezhi rushed to Misaki Hatta, just blocking the way Hatta wanted to go out.

The girl's face was just a few feet away, a face so beautiful that it would make my heart skip a beat just by looking at it.

"Hatata sauce."

Hearing the girl calling her name, Hatta Misaki was so nervous that she was at a loss, she didn't know where to look.

"What, what?"

"No, just to see you."

Xuezhi stared at Hatta's face and said in a very calm tone.

"what…?"

Hatta Misaki actually presupposed that Xuezhi might come over to make fun of him, but now...it seems that she is thinking too much.

Thinking of this, Hatta Misaki let out a long breath, feeling that the 15-year-old Xuezhi and the 5-year-old Xuezhi have similar personalities. They are both quiet and well-behaved. He started, but the girl who was standing in front of him had already walked back to the bar and was chatting with Anna.

"..."

Hatta Misaki felt that her ideological struggle seemed to be in vain.

Xuezhi over there still didn't know Misaki Hatta's entangled psychology, so she happily shared the snacks she brought back from Yokohama with everyone, and Anna was very concerned about the fact that Xuezhi didn't take her out to play today, and expressed Next time I really want to go shopping with Xuezhi.

Xuezhi also felt that going shopping with Anna would be happier than being with Teacher Wutiao, so she agreed.

"So, how is your saber practice today?" Shi Shu still remembered that Xuezhi said in the morning that he was going out to practice saber, so he asked this question.

Xuezhi shook his head, saying that there was no result at all.

Shi Shu laughed, "I expected it, but I've already found someone who can teach you."

"It's the night sword god Gou Lang-kun. I hired Xiao Hei with a meager salary. He promised me that if he has time on weekends, he can come and teach you swordsmanship."

Tokuta Tara said with a smile, "I think he will be a good kendo teacher."

"Actually..." Kusanagi Izumo also smiled when he heard this, "I also asked Seri-chan, and she said that based on the premise of cooperation between the two clans, she doesn't mind Xuezhi going to their dojo for training."

"However, considering Xuezhi, you have to attend classes outside of weekends, and the school is in such a remote place, it really is Xiao Hei who is more suitable to teach you."

"I can do it."

In fact, Xuezhi doesn't mind running back and forth at all.

In the evening, Xuezhi sent a message to Wutiao Wu. The content was roughly that she had already found a teacher who taught swordsmanship, and Wutiao teacher didn't need to take any crash course in kendo.

"I know, but as a teacher for one day and a father for life, Xuezhi must never call someone else's teacher casually!!!"

"—"

This weird focus.