Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

Five p.m.

Gojo Satoru is still in the service department, but he also plans to go home.

The previous group just left.

Said he had to go home for dinner.

"Then, I'll go first, little ~ Yukino."

"this.....…"

Yukinoshita Yukino had a trace of hesitation on his face.

In fact, she also wanted to follow her to Gojo's house.

Mainly want to hug vanilla, inhale vanilla.

After all, as a cat slave, I have never seen vanilla for so many days, and my heart is always itchy.

"I…………"

"I see!"

Just when Yukinoshita Yukino was about to say that he could visit to find vanilla, Gojo Satoru suddenly opened his mouth and suddenly realized.

"Your house is out of gas, so you want to go to my house for dinner!?"

Gojo Satoru smiled wittily.

"#"

Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly felt that everyone was not well, and the corners of her mouth twitched in anger.

What does it mean that my house has no gas, and what does it mean to go to your house to eat.

Can words pass through the brain?

Or is your CPU burned?

Taking a deep breath, she said.

"Mr. Scum, even if I want to go to your house, it must be because of the vanilla, not because there is no gas in my house. Even if there is no gas, I won't come to your house to eat at the convenience store!"

"Tch, don't say it so bluntly, it hurt my young heart."

Gojo Satoru pouted.

"You can come if you want, but I have to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients first, because there is no food at home."

"Then you go first, I will come over later.

After finishing speaking, Yukinoshita Yukino lowered her head and read the book again.

The club activities of Zongwu High usually last for three hours, that is, at six o'clock.

Although there may not be anyone from the service department to entrust, but since this association has been created, it must be seriously responsible to the end.

"OK, bye."

Gojo Satoru, who was "incomprehensible," sprinted out as he spoke.

Wow, la

Hear the sound of the door opening and closing.

Yukinoshita Yukino, who was still reading, did not experience any ups and downs in her heart.

This kind of lonely life has long been used to.

After leaving Sobu High School, Gojo Satoru went straight to the nearest large supermarket.

He took a small cart from outside, whistled and walked in.

"What's for dinner tonight? Sukiyaki, steak, or Chinese food?"

Wujo Satoru suffered from choice difficulty.

Passing by the fresh food area, I just picked up five boxes of salmon and five boxes of octopus silk, and stocked up a little more, so as not to eat it again.

By the way, there are no napkins, go buy some.

Turned back to the daily necessities area.

Because it is only around five o'clock in the afternoon, and the discount time of this supermarket starts at six o'clock, and there are not many people in the whole supermarket.

There are only a dozen people in one area.

As soon as he walked to the daily necessities area, Wutiaoyu saw the silver-white back bouncing in front of him.

The back figure doesn't seem to be very tall, but it is at least 1.6 meters, but she always jumps up and wants to grab the shelf that is taller than her, and the napkins are placed on the shelf.

Gojo Satoru, who happened to be buying napkins, walked over pushing the cart.

After passing, I heard a distressed and gentle female voice.

"It's so annoying, why is this box of paper placed so high? I'm afraid others will buy it."

After approaching the silver-white figure, Wutiaoyu glanced at him.

The other party also had white hair, and the long white hair was tied into a braid and fell on the chest of the clavicle, with a pure, dignified and gentle appearance.

It looks like a wife.

Ma'am, you don't want to lose your napkin, do you?

Gojo Satoru, who resisted the desire to say this sentence, raised his right hand and easily got the napkin.

Uh.….…

Seeing that the napkin she wanted was taken away, the wife's face became dull.

Turning his head, he realized that there was a stranger next to him.

so high!

This is her first impression.

...asking for flowers...

"Do you want this napkin?"

Gojo Gojo raised the napkin in his hand.

"Yep!"

Little stars were twinkling in the eyes of the wife, excitement appeared on her little face, and she said gratefully.

"Thank you, sir, without you, I would

Before he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru put the box of napkins in his trolley with a flat face, and inside...

"what did you just say?"

Gojo Satoru asked suspiciously.

"No, nothing..."

The wife forced a smile.

Damn! Who is this brat! Since you are unkind, don't blame me!

I'm going to remember you guy's face and draw it into Goji's illustration!

go to hell!

Gojo Satoru, who still didn't know that he was about to 'make a foundation', said with a troubled face.

He said what he had been holding back just now.

"Ma'am, you don't want to lose your napkin and wipe your mouth, do you?"

???

The wife blinked blankly.

Why is this sentence familiar?

wait, this isn't...

After glaring at Gojo Satoru with her blue eyes, she was angrily ready to find a staff member.

But in the next second, a box of paper fell into the cart.

"Eh?"

"Just kidding, let's go.

Gojo Satoru left.

Only his wife was left watching his back.

"Forget it, I won't draw you anymore."

With a whisper, she also left.

Hurry up and buy a bento, lest you have to go home and eat potato chips when there is no bento to sell like last time.

Gojo Satoru on the other side thought about it, and decided to make sukiyaki tonight.

Aseptic raw eggs, enoki mushrooms, tofu, lettuce leaves, bean sprouts, wagyu, etc...

These are all arranged.

In fact, to be honest, as a Chinese in his previous life, he prefers to eat hot pot.

But I just ate hot pot at noon, so I still eat it at night?