Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

After Gojo Satoru left completely, the old man with his eyes closed opened his eyes, glanced at the old man in kimono and Aoba, and prayed for them in his heart.

He didn't know what courage these two people had to question each other.

Capital is a special lesson for magic?

Don't be kidding me.

After all, according to the description of Gojo Satoru's combat power in the information, it is no exaggeration to say that it is necessary to gather all the Yin Yang world, the exorcist world, all the demon hunters, and then add real weapons.

Only then is it possible, yes, only then is it possible to kill Gojo Satoru.

Otherwise, how about delivering food to others with just a special lesson on monsters?

"Let's disband, the matter of the expedition team and Rin Okumura is rotten in my heart, don't mention it."

The old man said calmly.

After speaking, he took the lead and left first~.

Then came Prime Minister Nara.

Looking at the division of power, it is obvious that Prime Minister Nara does not have the rights of the elderly-high.

Tuesday.

Gojo Satoru came to Sobu High as usual.

Sitting in an office chair, he poured himself a cup of coffee.

A white coat was hung on the chair next to it, and it was obvious that Shizuka Hiratsuka had returned to Sobu High.

"Good morning, Gojo-kun!"

Chihiro Chihiro, who walked in from the door, saw Gojo Satoru's back and greeted him.

"Good morning, Chihiro."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand back in response.

Sitting at his own position, Chihiro Chihiro sorted out the teaching materials.

However, she always felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Taking a sneak peek at Gojo Satoru, he saw that the other party had been drinking coffee in silence, not at all the same as the previous picture.

"Gojo-kun, what's on your mind?"

Qianshi Chihiro couldn't help asking.

Ok?

Gojo Satoru was taken aback.

Is it so obvious that he has something on his mind?

Indeed, he did have something on his mind, just thinking about whether to kill those old men.

But once it is slaughtered, there will be no one to rule the country.

Gojo Satoru has no interest in ruling this island nation and all the forces.

Forget it, since you want to kill, just kill those two.

Putting down the coffee in his hand, Gojo Satoru shook his head and said with a smile.

"No, you're overthinking Chihiro."

"yes?"

Qianshi Chihiro was suspicious.

But the next second didn't take it to heart.

But at this moment, a figure and voice appeared outside the door.

"Good morning, Satoru, Chihiro."

It was Shizuka Hiratsuka's voice.

"Scare me, I'm still packing my books, Xiao Jing, you won't be able to make it through if you don't treat me to a meal!"

"You're finally back, Xiao Jing, you miss me so much!"

A certain white hair jumped directly into Shizuka Hiratsuka's broad chest.

noon.

Class E for three years.

Dongma Hesha woke up from sleep, and looked around the classroom in a daze.

Except for a few people who were eating bento in the classroom, the rest of the people were gone.

Wiping the scattered bangs back, Touma and Sa were about to go directly to the piano room.

As for having lunch, forget it, I don't know how many students are besieging there.

It's better to practice piano skills while using the time in queuing.

This kind of day, she has lasted a grade.

Touma Kazusa was about to get up...

Suddenly, I saw a furtive white-haired head sticking out of the back door.

"Yo, classmate Tuma."

A soft cry.

Isn't this the teacher from yesterday? How did he know his name and class.

Dongma Hesha felt a little puzzled.

"Come on, come on."

Gojo Satoru waved with a smile.

Curling her lips, Touma and Sha walked over despite their reluctance.

The rest of the students in the class looked at the two with surprise in their eyes.

You must know that Dongma and Sa are notoriously lonely and cold, no one can get along with each other, even girls, they often run into walls.

Over time, the other party does not have a friend.

...asking for flowers...

Now, there is actually one more 'friend', who would be surprised if it doesn't make them surprised.

outside the door.

"Going to the piano? Just go."

Dongma Hesha hugged the lotus root arms, raised his head slightly, and said coldly.

Her height is 168, which is considered a tall woman in Tokyo and even the island country.

But facing Gojo Satoru, who is 1.9m+, he still looks like a small bird, and he has to raise his head to look at each other.

Gojo Satoru smiled and said mysteriously.

"What about the piano room, let's go to another place first.

"Another place."

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"Yes, let's go, if you want to learn yesterday's piano piece.

"AR!..."

Touma Kazusa stared.

After living for so many years, this is the first time she has been threatened'.

"Slightly slightly."

In response, Gojo Satoru just grimaced and stuck out his tongue.

"If you don't leave, then I will leave~"

"All right, I see."

Dongma and Sha were speechless.

For such a big person, he still looks like a child.

The two left.

And with Gojo Satoru leading the way, he came to the sixth floor, the service department.

Wow--'

Opening the door, Gojo Satoru walked in, facing Touma and Saham who were still standing outside.

"What are you thinking, come in."

"it is good."

Still wondering if the "Serving Department" is a serious club, Touma Kazusa heard the voice, came back to his senses, and nodded in agreement.

After walking in, she found that there were not only Gojo Satoru, but also the other three students inside.

In the middle, Touma, who has a similar temperament to her, knows Sae.

Yukino under the snow.

I saw it once at a party before.

The second lady of the Yukinoshita family.

(I got up a little late in the afternoon, and the update was slow. I was mainly thinking about how to give the plot of Zhenghe Wutiao later. Mouth).