After teasing the dog, he got fucked

Although Pang Da emphasized in every possible way that the time set by Goujuanji was in the afternoon, but in order to fully satisfy his high curiosity, Gojo Satoru took the assist team he personally formed and sat in the selected booth early.

The location of this booth is perfect, it is hidden and does not prevent them from observing most of the booths in the store.

Among all the people present, except for Fu Heihui, everyone else accompanied him voluntarily.

Gojo Satoru ordered a bunch of desserts first, and then generously pushed the menu to others: "You guys order too, I'm treating you."

"Then we're welcome."

Maki took the menu and decisively ordered chicken nuggets and French fries for four people.

Then she pushed the menu to Pang Da and Fu Heihui who were on the side.

"Is it necessary to come so early?"

While looking at the menu, Pan Da casually continued, "But aren't you curious?"

"Curiosity is curiosity." Maki threw away the straw and took a big sip, "I just don't think that kind of status is easy to get along with."

"I remember you commented that you were too harsh." Pang Dayi pointed out.

He waited for Fu Heihui to finish ordering before putting the menu into the small grid next to the table.

"Spine has its own measure."

While the two second graders were arguing, Gojo Satoru took a sip of the dessert served by the waiter.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It tastes good, it's delicious except it's not sweet enough."

"Spine is still very good at choosing places."

Gojo Satoru called the waiter and asked for a bottle of icing sugar, which he sprinkled on the pudding as if he didn't want money.

"Or who did he ask?"

Fu Heihui's eyes suddenly wandered while holding the fork.

He took the vegetable salad brought by the waiter and forked a fork of cabbage pretending to be calm.

Glancing at Fu Heihui, Wujo Gojo was stunned and said, "Even what you eat looks like sea urchin."

But he didn't continue the previous topic.

After all, who else could offer an opinion on such a matter?The answer is already obvious.

The dishes ordered were served one after another, but as time passed, several people couldn't wait for Gou Makiji and Mikoto Ming, who were said to have reserved their seats.

After eating the last French fries, Maki rested her chin and asked in boredom, "Why did they go?"

The dog that was chanted couldn't help but sneezed.

He touched the tip of his nose, but only touched the mask.

After withdrawing his hand in embarrassment, he bowed his head in response to Kokodo's call.

With delicate fingers, pinch one end of the hairpin, and draw it from the center of the eyebrows along the eyebrows to one side.

Kokoto fiddled with the small light blue windmill on the hairpin, and after confirming that it could indeed turn, he breathed lightly.

In the silent rotation of the small windmill, her tone was as gentle as the wind in Yokohama.

"I actually never thought that 'Figan Sai Gao' would be you."

She picked out a hair tie, and casually tied her pink-purple long hair into a bun.

"I thought it would be a little girl. Otherwise, it would make no sense to talk a lot to a stranger so innocently."

"Muyuhua (but I'm not)."

Glancing at the hair rope adorned with organza bows on her head, Curly Dog raised his hand and touched the windmill hairpin on his head.

He didn't quite understand why the other party had been visiting various handmade shops along the way.

Obviously there is no shortage of expensive jewelry, and there is no need for such piecemeal gadgets.

But Kokodo still happily walked into one small shop after another.

There is even a kind of righteousness in it that "you have eaten three and a half rice balls, you should not be hungry anymore".

Turning around and seeing the dog curly thorn with the small windmill on it, Kakoto suddenly smiled, "You really are not."

"I once thought that maybe you wanted to meet me because you depended too much on me."

She turned her head and looked in the mirror for a long time before untying the rope.

Picking up a plush doll, she squeezed it twice and then put it back.

"I also thought that if ALL-OUTKiss hadn't disbanded, maybe you would treat me like Zhihuimi treated Lixia."

"But I don't need those, and I don't want you to see me as a mafia, breaking your illusions."

Kokoto fiddled with the light blue windmill on the dog's head repeatedly.

She said without reason: "It was ten years ago when I went shopping like this before."

At that time, she was still the captain of ALL-OUTKiss, and she didn't need to worry about how to separate the public opinion of "fans starving to death for star chasing starvation" from the team, and she didn't need to consider whether to agree to the public relations officer's request to become a member of the port mafia invitation.

Those were her rare few years of relaxation.

The account "Bai Ye You Miao" entrusts her with too many nostalgia.

Now, this nostalgia finally has an end.

"Speaking of which, Zhihuimei used to steal things to exchange for money in order to hold more handshake meetings." Kokoto stopped fiddling with the windmill, "Not long after Lixia said that she didn't want such a friend, news of Zhihuimei's death came. A few of us are here."

"We were invited to her funeral."

She paused for a moment, then recalled: "Then we disbanded. Li Xia also happened to become a warrior of 'Odd Egg', trying to revive Chiemi."

"I don't want 'Rice Ball' to be the second Chiemi."

"But Curlythorn doesn't."

"so……"

Kokoto stretched out his hands, and took the initiative to hold the dog, according to the way he remembered the handshake meeting.

Everything was like yesterday, shaking up and down twice, she put on the business smile she was most familiar with back then.

"I'm Bai Yeyou Meow."

Kokoto said energetically, as if he had become ten years younger in an instant.

"Thank you for your continued support and love!"

Gou Juanji suddenly blushed, shook his head hastily, felt something was wrong, and quickly nodded to make up for it.

He didn't even dare to shake it back.

Although the time and place were all wrong, this was a handshake meeting that belonged only to him.

Gou Juanji knew this well.

Letting go, Kokoto decisively bought the windmill card.

She looked at the time, then turned her head and smiled at the dog Curly Ji, "It's almost there, shall we talk as we walk?"

The dog with the pin on the windmill nodded lazily, and followed Mikoto who had already walked out the door.

He touched the hairpin on his head and pursed the corners of his lips quietly.

She shopped for so long before buying this hairpin, why?

And it was worn on his head from beginning to end, so why?

Does it have any special meaning?

But Mikoto, who was walking in front, didn't know the twists and turns in his heart.

She was just talking according to the plan she had drawn up at the beginning.

"You may think that most people don't connect two things that are ten days apart. And when you asked me, I might have forgotten that you asked me about it before."

Pushing the broken hair that drifted to her chest unintentionally behind her ears, Kokoto said calmly with downcast eyes.

"But I have never had the ability to forget since I was a child. It was only after I met Mr. Sen that I realized that this is hyperamnesia."

So don't say ten days later, even if you ask again after ten years, Kakoto can still remember it clearly.

She glanced back at the suddenly realized dog curly thorn, and couldn't help but raised her hand to cover the corner of her mouth.

"But we've known each other for so long, so I won't beat around the bush with you."

Kokoto suppressed his smile and pointed to the hairpin on his head.

"That was my previous support color, and the windmill is my special support item."

"I'm not going to fall in love, and I hope our relationship will remain the relationship between idols and fans or 'friends'."

Standing outside the reserved restaurant, Kakoto suddenly couldn't bear it.

She no longer looked at the light blue windmill, but looked over the boy's shoulder at the people in a hurry.

"if……"

She muttered, and as if realizing something, she pursed her lips tightly.

Kokoto closed his eyes and said calmly, "It's nothing, let's go. Go have afternoon tea."

"Salmon." Curly the dog nodded without any surprise.

He already knew Mikoto's attitude, otherwise he would not have been sent back to Tokyo by her.

But since he wanted to stay in that kind of relationship, why did he agree to his invitation?

Don't you feel a bit contradictory, Ms. Kokodo?

The boy quietly raised the corners of his lips behind his collar, and followed behind Kokodo step by step.

He saw the classmates in the corner through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

Beckoning slightly to the panda hiding behind the partition, Juicy Gou took the initiative to take a step forward and opened the glass door.

Noticing the interaction between the two of them, Maki also reminded: "They are finally here."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru looked towards the door with a dessert spoon in his mouth.

Maybe it was God's will, he turned his head and happened to see Mikoto who had just walked into the store.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Kokoto turned his head first and asked for the location with a smile.

And Gojo Satoru pulled off the blindfold and carefully identified it in disbelief.

The six eyes he was born with allowed him to see everyone's spell power very clearly.

Whether it's a conjurer, or... an ordinary person without spells.

The familiar spell that was reunited after 12 years appeared in front of my eyes.

Gojo Satoru only felt that he might have hit the infinite space.

After failing to find the person, he even made psychological preparations that the other person might have passed away.

But he never thought it would be like this.

No wonder you feel familiar when you see the photos.

No wonder she knows the spells that even the Gojo family can't recover.

No wonder...

But who would believe that the sister who disappeared 12 years ago turned out to be a port mafia?

And still a cadre?

Gojo Satoru's eyes followed the woman who was being led to the seat by the dog curly thorn.

He put the blindfold on the table casually, and rarely even spoke seriously.

"All the plans made before are all cancelled."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked towards the direction of the dog's curly thorn.

Discussions such as "Could it be an ex-girlfriend?" and "How can someone know it's an ex-girlfriend only after meeting!" came from behind.

But Gojo Satoru has completely ignored any excuses to them.

He just wanted to find his sister who had been away from home for many years as soon as possible.

Before the two sat down, Gojo Satoru also walked to their table.

He lowered his head and looked at Mikoto, who was also looking at him.

Her eyes were deeper than she remembered.

Wujo Wujo opened his mouth wanting to speak but stopped.

It's just that she was 12 years ago, and she clearly didn't have this obscurity.

The author says:

Gojo Satoru: Damn, isn’t this my sister?What have I been doing?I never said anything about helping students chase after love!

I may work overtime tomorrow, but I can only update on the 23rd if I don’t work overtime.

Because the preparation and editing asked about entering v (grass

If it goes well, I will enter v on the 23rd and try for [-]D.But after becoming a social animal, [-]D becomes even more difficult OTL.