Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

"So, what on earth do you mean?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka asked with complicated eyes.

Stolen her first kiss without a formal confession.

I thought I would have the expected resistance in my heart, but the feeling of resistance is not strong.

There was even a touch of joy.

It seems that my old lady and I have a little charm, let this guy take the initiative.

"Xiao Jing, what do I mean, didn't you experience it yourself just now?"

Gojo Satoru asked in turn.

I've experienced it myself...

Shizuka Hiratsuka subconsciously touched the lips that still had a trace of moisture.

There was a hint of shame in her eyes, but she was an adult after all, and she quickly calmed down and returned to normal.

"Really, you bastard."

His face was speechless.

In the days to come, I might really have to follow this fool all the time.

But she didn't resist.

According to Gojo Satoru's character and appearance, coupled with his status as an 'onmyoji', more and more women may find him or even get involved with him in the future, but Shizuka Hiratsuka doesn't need to worry about that much anymore. .

As long as this white-haired fool has her place in his heart...

That's it.

Of course, the most important thing is the change of the laws of the island countries in this world.

Those who are capable, as long as the women on both sides agree with each other, the men are allowed to marry more women.

So this is also the reason why Hiratsuka Shizuka can accept it, after all, who doesn't want to monopolize someone's love.

"The lunch break is almost over, I'm going to my class first."

After finishing speaking, Shizuka Hiratsuka put on the white coat hanging on the chair and left in a hurry.

Her departure didn't seem like she was in a hurry to go to the classroom, but it was a bit like...

Escape from Gojo Satoru?

"Hey (three beeps), Xiao Jing is really cute."

Gojo Satoru supported his chin and couldn't help sighing.

After simply tidying up his desk, he also left as he was about to leave.

It is worth reminding that the office of the Zongwu Gao teacher is divided into four and one.

Except Gojo Gojo and Hirazuka Shizuka, there are two more.

Among them are Huci Laizhai and Qianshi Qianxun.

...

Soon, one day passed.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for Zongwu High School to leave school.

"Yamaguchi, let's go to Akihabara today. According to my gossip, Magical Girl Meili is going to release a game."

"What? The game is going to be released? Why don't I know, I shouldn't know about such an important thing?"

"It's all said to be gossip, and it should be the first test, so let's go!"

"Yes, go, go, go."

"..."

"Rika sauce, let's go to karaoke, it's been a long time."

"Well, but I still have to... Forget it, let's go."

"..."

On the way to school, many Zongwu high school students walked together.

Although there are a large number of people who are in clubs in the school, there are also many people who choose to go home after all.

on the roof.

Gojo Satoru is also planning to teleport to Shibuya by using the no-lower-limit technique.

There is a dessert shop opened by an old grandmother in Shibuya, and the "Kijiufu" sold there is very popular with him.

Thinking of the soft texture and sweet taste, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but let out a smirk.

As for Xiao Bu, she said she wanted to go shopping with a good friend of hers, buy something along the way, and let him go first.

"Yoxi, I found the coordinates."

After the brain felt the coordinates of Shibuya's location, Gojo Satoru smiled slightly.

The coordinates of Shibuya are barrier-free roads that have been set in advance for the convenience of shopping.

Because of the hidden terrain, there are not many people throughout the year, and there is no fear of obstacles.

However, just when Gojo Satoru was going to Shibuya.

‘You can’t leave me, I can’t forget you, without you~, I’m like a fish dying of thirst~——’

The phone rang.

Gojo Satoru was taken aback for a moment, then took out his cell phone, and answered the call without even knowing it was a call.

"Moxi Moxi, this is Wutiao-san, what's the matter, if you have nothing to do, but Wutiao-san has something important, please finish quickly."

"..."

Seemingly surprised by Gojo Satoru's opening words, the phone was silent for a while, and then the voice came out slowly.

"Wu Jun, you are really leisurely, and you went to Tokyo to be a teacher."

"??? (Subway Old Man.jpg)"

Gojo Satoru looked forward at the phone, and saw the name of the caller displayed on the screen as 'Squinting Eyed Ang'.

He fell silent for a moment.

Too bad, I was so focused on telling Tsuchimikado Arima, I forgot to tell Ong.

However, he has plenty of ways to get through.

hey-hey.

"Cough-cough."

Gojo Satoru coughed, his tone weakened instantly.

"I'm sorry, Ang, I didn't tell you that I went to Tokyo because I was seriously injured and I was afraid you would worry."

"Heh, you were seriously injured because you didn't eat dessert?"

"Pfft, hey, hey, why do you know? Cough, no, it's not because of this injury, it's...it's..."

Gojo Satoru's brain was running wildly.

"It's the injury of Kikufuku who didn't eat Shibuya."

In an instant, his tone became more straightforward.

"...I'm convinced, can you tell me where you're going next time? You didn't tell me for half a month. If I hadn't asked Mr. Arima, I would have thought you were in the wild all this time. "

Yubi Dao Ang's tone was very aggrieved.

Hearing this aggrieved voice,

Gojo Satoru didn't make trouble anymore, he just rubbed his temples and said helplessly.

"I know Ang, but I didn't mean to hide it from you. I've been with my sister all this time, and I basically don't have time, and school just starts today, so I forgot to tell you. I'm sorry, Ang."

He didn't need to lie, he had indeed been playing games with Xiao Bu for the past half month.

"Okay, then I'll come to you after I finish my work in Kyoto, don't refuse, that's it, goodbye."

Mikujima Ao, who didn't deny Gojo Satoru the right at all, hung up the phone.

(A few days ago, I wanted to ask, why the number of my collectors is twice as many as the people who read my books.)