The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

With Gojo Satoru as the hub, Naoya, Xia Youjie, and Jiarui Niuzi, who had reached a consensus on "teasing" Gojo Satoru, quickly became acquainted with each other, but when they talked and laughed along the way When he returned to the classroom of the college with a smile, he opened the door and saw Gojo Satoru holding the book and looking at the three of them with resentment.

"You guys, have a good chat," Gojo Wu glanced at Xia Youjie and Jiarui Nizi to the left and right. After being ignored by the two of them who looked away casually, he still couldn't hold back. Filled with grievances between his brows and eyes, he locked his gaze in the middle, and was also looking at Naoya, and exaggeratedly shouted, "Naoya! Why are you here now!"

After finishing speaking, Gojo Satoru no longer cared about the books above his head, and jumped towards Naoya like a hungry cat rushing for food, and his whole body was firmly pressed against Naoya like a koala.

Thanks to Naoya's not weak foundation, he was able to withstand Gojo Satoru's sudden pounce, and he patted Gojo Satoru on the back very habitually, and comforted him in a warm and funny voice, "Okay, haven't I come here yet?" , Your high school is a little far from the Shinkansen platform, so it took a little longer on the road."

On the other hand, Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi, who were at the side, froze in place when they saw this situation, and looked at the scene in front of them in astonishment, which was a bit strange to them, and they didn't even know it for a while. After realizing it, Gojo Satoru, who was standing three meters away just now, jumped on Naoya in the blink of an eye.

"If I knew it would take so much time, it would be better for me to pick you up directly," Gojo Satoru, who was still hanging on Naoya's body, rubbed Naoya's cheek in front of other people without any scruples, wrinkled and showing ten thousand With an unhappy brow, he kept mumbling, "Maybe when you arrive at the platform, you should send me a text message to let me know."

"I sent the text message, but you were punished and didn't see it, and you didn't reply to me." Naoya raised his eyebrows, and he didn't buy Gojo Satoru's slightly willful complaint at all, "Okay, It's about time for you to come down, you've been hanging on like... I brought you a gift."

"It's all the fault of the night moth teacher, but it's just a few trees..." Gojo Satoru, who fell from Naoya's body and fell back to the ground, curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, but in the next second, After hearing that Naoya had brought him a gift, his brows and eyes immediately changed from cloudy to sunny, his blue eyes lit up instantly, and he grinned excitedly and said, "What gift? Let me tell you first, ordinary gadgets can't get me away."

"Yes, yes, I know you are picky," Naoya smiled helplessly, and after Gojo Satoru left him, he stretched out his hand, and took a plain white man with a cherry blossom pattern from the vine protruding from the shadow under his feet. The paper bag was handed over to Gojo Satoru, "Here, I bought it specially for you. The seasonal strawberry cream Daifuku is also available in other flavors. Remember not to eat it all at once."

"Okay!" Gojo Gojo raised his hands high, took the paper bag happily, and immediately opened the paper bag impatiently, took out a box of delicately packaged strawberry cream Daifuku, hung the paper bag on his elbow, and tore open the package In the blink of an eye, he stuffed the Daifuku inside into his mouth, puffed his cheeks and mumbled, "As expected, it's your seasonally limited Strawberry Daifuku. It tastes really good."

"...I told you to eat slowly, forget it," Naoya sighed, then looked around, and the only thing that caught his eye was the empty teacher and the three pictures that were not in order. The table and chair for one person, and asked with some doubts, "Where is your teacher, why don't you see anyone else?"

"Teacher Ye Moth went to the office to get some materials, and he said he would be back later," Gojo Satoru shrugged indifferently, and saw that there were a lot of cream stains and a little bit of sugar overflowing from Daifuku on both sides of his mouth powder, didn’t even intend to wipe it a little bit, so he reached out into the paper bag again, “Well, it’s said that he seems to be selected as the next principal of the college, and there are probably a lot of troublesome things to prepare during this period.” .”

"Principal?" Naoya was slightly taken aback when he heard this. Even Xia Youjie and Nitro, who had already stepped aside and ate the strawberries brought by Naoya, were a little caught off guard by the news, but what surprised them even more was that What Naoya said next, "Didn't you tell me last time that the government intends to arrange for one of its own people to be the principal of the Tokyo Conjuration College?"

It is precisely because of this that Naoya, who originally thought that the future principal of the Tokyo Conjuration College would be someone else, was so surprised by the news that he didn't even react to stop the next Daifuku that Gojo Satoru had already put into his mouth.

"That's right," Gojo Satoru, who stuffed his mouth full again, said indifferently, "but the old man at the high level of magic probably noticed something, and he was very concerned about this for some reason. Resisting, as a result, people on both sides have been at a stalemate, and it happens that Teacher Ye Moth has no background in the world of magic..."

"So the people on both sides took a step back and helped him up, right?" Naoya twitched the corners of his mouth. After hearing Gojo Satoru's words, he was not too surprised by the result. He noticed Gojo Satoru After dusting the powder on the corner of his mouth, he took out a handkerchief from his inside pocket, handed it over, pointed to the corner of his mouth, raised his chin slightly and reminded, "Wipe off the dirt around your mouth, and don't let it go any more. After eating, take the rest of Daifuku back and put it in the refrigerator later, and save it for next time."

"Bingo—the answer is correct," Gojo Satoru took Naoya's handkerchief, clasped his hands together, turned a deaf ear to Naoya's last words, and only raised his eyebrows and smiled, "But it's nothing, although Yemo teacher sometimes It’s a bit more wordy and serious, but overall I like it, and if he really becomes the principal in the future, it will be pretty good.”

"Really, Enlightenment," however, an abrupt sound suddenly sounded from outside the classroom door, attracting everyone's attention. The next second, the door was slowly pushed open, revealing the slightly blatant picture of Noctuma Zhengdao. With a rough face, but indeed showing a majestic face of a teacher, he stared intently at the direction of Wujo Wu, and said in a deep voice, "So you usually miss me that much."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Accompanied by the falling of an iron fist of justice, there was a dull sound of fierce collision between the fist and the skull, which echoed wantonly in the classroom. The book that Gojo Satoru had originally ignored also returned to the top of his head, and stood back to its original position , Continue to complete the penalty station that has not yet been completely completed.

The ones on his left and right put their hands on his shoulders together, covered their mouths with a suppressed smile, and held Xia Youjie and Jiarui Nizi in the Daifu paper bag for him.

On the other side, Naoya bowed slightly, and politely greeted Noctua Masamichi.

"Presumably you are the Noctuma Zhengdao teacher that Wu often mentioned. We met for the first time. My surname is Chanyuan. You are the same as Wu. Just call me Zhizai," Naozai took out a simple brown pottery from the shadow Jar, handed it to the teacher in front of him with both hands, and said with a warm smile, "I heard that you usually prefer pickled pickles. These are some traditional pickles made by yourself in the kitchen at home. If you don't dislike it, I hope you like it." .”

"Well, is it Naoya-kun? Wu also mentioned you to me, saying that you were invited by him to visit the school today, and I hope you can have a good time." Noctua Zhengdao hesitantly took the precious-looking thing from Naoya's hand The little earthen pot, with some tangles between the raised brows, pondered, "As for the pickles...would it cost you too much?"

"How come, these are just some simple pickles," Naoya couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and then pointed to the clay pot in Noctuid's hand, explaining, "In our side there are 'spring sour stem vegetables, winter thousand pieces Zuke', because it is spring now, so I prepared some sauerkraut. When you eat it, just cut the leaves and roots. It is very good for side dishes or breakfast. "

"This...then I will accept it, thank you very much for your kindness," Noctua Zhengdao thanked solemnly, only a bit of softness was revealed from the not too big and weather-beaten eyes , it can be seen that he really likes this gift, "If you need anything in the future, you can also tell me, and I will help you within the scope of my ability."

"You are too polite, Wucai, you have been working hard to look at him," Naoya smiled and waved his hands, "But there is one thing, I do hope that I can get some help from you."

"Well," Ye Mo Zhengdao nodded slightly, and then carefully placed the clay pot in his hand on the podium, then looked at Naoya again and responded, "You say.

"Perhaps, you should have heard of the Exorcism Firm that cooperates with the Gojo family and the government to a certain extent?" Naoya asked tentatively, and seeing Ye Mozhengdao nodded, he continued with a smile "I also have some relationship with that firm. When I came to the college this time, besides visiting Wu, I also wanted to help the firm discover some talents that can be used in the future. So, if possible, I would like to know a little bit about the school. I don’t know if I can accommodate some basic information about the freshmen.”

"If it's just basic information, there should be no problem," Noctua Zhengdao thought for a while and agreed, "but how should I contact you afterwards?"

"You don't have to worry about this," Naoya said with a smile, took out the phone from his pocket, and turned on the screen, "If you don't mind, we can save the phone number for each other, or you can directly contact the current person in charge of the firm, I will I will give you the number as well."

"Okay, that being the case, my number is..."

......

While Naoya and Noctua Masamichi were chatting enthusiastically about the new student materials and the specific welfare guarantee of the office, the three Gojo Satoru, who had nothing to do, had already slumped to the ground and leaned on the desks and chairs On the wall, they were eating strawberries brought by Naoya together.

"Enlightenment," finally, sitting on the armchair, took the book from the top of Wujo Wujo's head, flipping through the book casually, looked up at Naoya, who was chatting more and more vigorously with Teacher Yemo, and smiled lightly Said, "I didn't expect this friend of yours to be able to chat with Teacher Ye Moth so well."

"And he brought gifts for everyone, and he doesn't behave like a person from an ordinary family, wearing such a formal kimono..." Xia Youjie added at the end of Glass's words, "If you want to say, he doesn't even Friends like you would make."

"Ha, what do you mean by 'my kind of person'? Aren't you all my friends?" Wutiao Wu frowned and said, very displeased with Xia Youjie's evaluation, "And Zhizai, he is my bamboo horse, who grew up together My young boy, why doesn't he look like my friend."

As he spoke, he deliberately paused for a few seconds, then looked at Xia Youjie pretending to be suddenly enlightened, and said in surprise, "Could it be, Jie, you see that I have a close relationship with Naoya, envious like a kid in kindergarten ?"

"Glass and I became your classmate first, and then we were 'forced' to be friends with you. You have to figure this out," Xia Youjie propped his chin, provocatively at Gojo Satoru, who was as provocative as a primary school student. But pay more attention, "Speaking of which, I can stand your personality, and I grew up with you as a bamboo horse. In a sense, Naoya is really amazing. Are you right, Nitro?"

I saw Yarui nod without hesitation, put the book in his hand back on Gojo Satoru's head, patted his shoulder lightly, and instructed, "It seems that Naoya and Noctua teacher are still here. Some talk, why don’t you finish your punishment first and then talk about it.”

"...You are all targeting me! I won't play anymore!" Gojo Satoru, who had been silent for a while, finally yelled loudly, throwing away the books that had been neatly stacked together, and striding together When he reached Naoya's back, he hugged him tightly, and buried his head in Naoya's shoulder, rubbing against him endlessly.

Xia Youjie and Jiaru Nitzi, who had no time to stop him, could only watch Gojo Satoru forcefully intervene, and interrupted the various conversations between Yemo teacher and Naoya in one fell swoop.

Naoya who was interrupted was not angry, but just rubbed the top of Gojo Satoru's furry hair amusedly, and said something to the other party in a low voice with a smile.

On the other hand, Noctua Masato, probably because Gojo Goto and Naoya were too close together, couldn't fully attack right now, but just stared at Gojo Satoru, and with his face getting darker, he pressed his knuckles hard Crackling.

Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, still hugged Naoya's waist without fear of death, muttering endlessly.

"Wu He and Zhizai really are..." Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional when he saw this situation, "The relationship is very good, or is it like this for all young people?"

"Um......"

I always feel that the distance between Gojo Gojo and Naoya seems to be too close. Looking at the relationship between the two, although I somehow feel that there is something wrong, but I can't really tell. In the end, I can only be with Xia. Like You Jie, he attributed it to the fact that he was not immature, didn't think about it anymore, just sighed and smiled, and said softly, "Maybe, after all, it's his only bamboo horse."