Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

In the afternoon, school is over.

Gojo Satoru was going back to the office, and Hiratsuka Shizu went to have dinner together.

Then admire the moon, and then get up to have breakfast together.

Not for anything else, but because my brother misses her.

Walking on the third floor, there are fewer students in the corridor.

After all, as soon as school was over, the people in the "Homecoming Department" left the school quickly, and those who had club activities also went to the club.

It is normal to have few people.

Just when he passed by an empty classroom, Gojo Satoru vaguely heard a burst of crying.

Originally walked through the pace of the classroom, took a few steps back.

Through the transparent window on the door, Gojo Satoru saw a golden figure curled up in a corner crying from inside.

Yumiko Miura?

He recognized who it was.

The right hand wanted to open the door, but there was a 'click' sound, obviously, it was locked.

In the classroom, Yumiko Miura, who was crying softly, stopped abruptly when she heard the voice from the door.

Lifting up the crying pear blossom's rainy face, she found Gojo Satoru outside the glass window.

Gojo teacher!?

Miura Yuiko was stunned for a second, this time she realized that her face was full of tears, and after quickly wiping it off with both hands, she got up and went to open the door. 787' Wow, lah——

The front door was pulled open.

"Teacher Wutiao, what's wrong?"

Yumiko Miura wanted to restore her usual smile, but she smiled very reluctantly.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, but handed out a pack of papers from his pocket.

"Someone bullied you?"

he asked softly.

After receiving the package of paper, Yumiko Miura pursed her red lips, smiled and shook her head.

"No, it's just that I wanted to cry for a while, but I didn't expect you to see it, Mr. Wujo, I'm fine, don't worry.

"Don't lie to me, who is it?"

Wujo Wu asked in a deep voice.

Although I don't know the specific situation, Yumiko Miura cried when she saw that she was wronged.

The caring words made Yumiko Miura's eye circles red again, and tears fell drop by drop.

The soft body threw himself into Gojo Satoru's arms, and buried his head in it.

"Just let me hug you for a while, okay? Mr. Wujo..."

Tears wet the clothes.

Gojo Satoru hugged Miura Yuiko with his backhand, patted the opponent's back with one hand, and comforted him gently.

"It's okay, it's okay, the teacher is here."

It's okay not to comfort, this comfort, Yumiko Miura began to cry softly again.

Cried for several minutes.

Yumiko Miura finally calmed down her emotions, sobbing softly.

"Can you tell me now, who bullied you?"

Gojo Satoru asked.

'Suck'

Miura Yuiko sniffed, left the embrace that made her feel at ease, and began to tell the cause and effect.

"Actually, no one bullied me. The reason I cried was because Yukinoshita told me to cry. After all, I wronged others. I was told to cry because of my own fault."

Xiao Yukino?

Wujo Wutiao put a question mark on his head.

He thought who would be able to cry about the 'present queen', but it turned out to be Yukinoshita Yukino.

However, Xiao Yukino's poisonous tongue will not talk about people for no reason, it must be Miura Yuiko who provoked trouble in the past or something.

"Did you provoke her in the past?"

"No, no, I won't provoke others casually."

Miura Yuiko waved her little hand and explained quickly.

"During the first class in the afternoon, I saw Yui's sullen look, and I heard that Yukinoshita was looking for her. I thought, I thought, she was bullying Yui..."

At the end, her voice weakened.

Tsk, so it is.

Gojo Satoru covered his head in pain.

After all, isn't the root cause of this matter in him?

"Teacher Wujo, am I sick? I didn't figure it out before (bebi) went to find trouble with Yukinoshita, and I was told to cry.

Yumiko Miura lowered her head in frustration, and said in a low voice.

His eyes were once again filled with tears.

"What are you thinking, what's wrong with you?"

Gojo Satoru smiled helplessly, stroking the other's soft long hair with his hand.

"I am very pleased to stand up for my friend, Miura-san."

"Eh?!"

Miura Yuiko raised her head in surprise, tears swaying in the air.

She has already accepted the other party's preaching, but, why...

"I think, Xiaoxue is also very regretful. I told you to cry. Don't blame her. After all, no matter who gets into trouble for no reason, everyone will be annoyed, and her character is even more so. You can't blame her. Don't blame her."

"I won't blame her, I can only blame myself for coming to the door without understanding the situation."

Yumiko Miura looked regretful.

"It's best, I think, that the two of you should be able to become friends.

A smile appeared on Gojo Satoru's face, and he said softly.

"Xiao Xue Nai still lacks friends, so it would be nice to have you as a friend now.

"What are you charging now? I'm not, but then again, Mr. Wutiao..."

Yumiko Miura narrowed her eyes slightly, and said seriously.

"You and Yukinoshita are very familiar?"

He even called out the intimate title of Xiaoxue Nai, who would be familiar with this unfamiliar word?

Even she is just Miura's classmate, Yukinoshita Yukino is Koyuki Naina?

"Hmm~, I'm really familiar, what's the matter?"

Gojo Satoru asked suspiciously.

We have known each other for a while, Yukinoshita Yukino has accepted the title of 'Xiao Yukino'.

"Then I don't care, you'll have to call me Yumiko from now on."

Yumiko Miura turned around arrogantly, and said angrily.

Damn Yukinoshita, didn't I tell you, would I even lose to you emotionally? I don't want it!

Seeing the girl's arrogant appearance, Gojo Satoru had no choice but to.

"Alright, Yumiko-san."

"It's Yumiko! Not Yumiko!"

"Let me remind you that we are teachers and students.

"Uh, then, in front of outsiders in the school, call me Yumiko classmate, but call me Yumiko outside, hear-no-yes, Wu-kun!"

"So even my name has changed? Tsk tsk."

"Hmph, don't care."

"I see, Yumiko."

Hearing the sound of 'Yumiko', Yumiko Miura trembled all over, feeling joyful in her heart.

"Yeah! Wu-jun!"

(Woke up late again, didn't eat lunch again, what the hell, I'll see if I can make up for it tomorrow, I have to set an alarm clock.).