Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

Ok?

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes slightly and looked behind.

"It seems that your friends have come to look for you."

"My friends?"

Miura Yuiko also turned to look at the front door~.

´Tat T T T T A -

Four hurried foot-steps sounded in the corridor.

Finally, it stopped in front of this empty classroom - the door.

by Yui Hihama et al.

"Huh, huh, Yumiko, so you are here."

Ebina Himina panted heavily and spoke with difficulty.

The glasses are already tilted, but there is no strength to straighten them.

"Are you okay Yumiko, I'm sorry, I made you misunderstand Xiaoxue."

Yuigahama Yui walked into the classroom and said with an apologetic face.

"Hey Miura, Hayato is very worried about you. He has been looking for you for a long time, and he almost sprained his foot."

Tobe Sho said with a displeased face.

Hayama Hayato, who was beside him, pulled his "good friend" and motioned to stop talking, then looked at Miura Yuiko, and said with concern in a gentle voice.

"Are you okay, Yumeko? Actually, Yukinoshita didn't mean it, so don't worry about it."

Seeing that her 'Current Charge Team' had come to find her, Yumiko Miura smiled slightly.

But soon, that smile disappeared, and he resumed his usual expression.

"I'm fine, I won't fail with just those few words from Yukinoshita.

"It's fine."

Yuigahama Yui breathed a sigh of relief.

If something happened to Miura Yuiko because of her, then she would really feel guilty for the rest of her life.

Raising her legs, Yuihama Yui wanted to hug Yumiko Miura, but when she looked away from the corner of her eye, she realized that Gojo Satoru was also beside her.

"Hey! Teacher Wujo, why are you here?"

I've been here for a long time, am I so invisible?"

Gojo Satoru said speechlessly.

As soon as these people came, their eyes were all on Miura Yuiko, and they didn't notice him at all.

Sad, quit the network.

"hey-hey."

Yuigahama Yui stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"Teacher Five, hello X3"

The rest of the people hurriedly greeted each other.

"Well, you are also good."

With a reply, Tian Baowu said to Yumiko Miura.

"Your friends are here too, so I'll leave first, I have something to do later.

"Well, be careful with Mr. Wu along the way."

After Miura Yuiko hesitated for a moment, she nodded.

She actually wanted the other party to accompany her or even be alone with her, but when she heard that there was something to do, let it be.

There is still a long time left

After walking out of that classroom, Gojo Satoru didn't go to the office, but went to the sixth floor.

ministry of service.

Yukinoshita Yukino stared at the book in his hand with vacillating eyes, the more she looked at it, the more irritable she felt, and involuntarily recalled the scene of Yumiko Miura shedding tears in her mind.

"Tsk."

With a smack of tongue, Yukinoshita Yukino put the book heavily on the table.

This loud noise made Hikigu Hachiman, who was obsessed with reading, tremble in fright, and looked at Yukinoshita Yukino with a dark face in horror with those dead fish eyes.

"Under the snow, what's wrong with you?"

He asked cautiously.

"It's okay, don't worry about me.

Yukinoshita Yukino said indifferently.

After the words fell, she got up and went out, leaving only one sentence.

"I'm going out to see the scenery."

"Looking at the scenery?"

Hikigaya Hachiman is confused, can't you see through this window?

Why do I have to go out to see it this time, and what should I do if the client comes? I can't handle it.

Outside the corridor, the sound of laughter and slapstick from other clubs came from all around.

The noisy sound made Yukinoshita Yukino feel even more irritable, so she had to sit on the stairs.

The sound, slightly reduced.

"I, am I a little too much."

Asking herself this sentence, Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes were very confused.

Although she was picked on for no reason, she did say too much and made Yumiko Miura cry.

The crying scene has been in my mind for a long time and cannot be dissipated.

I feel very sad.

step on

A soft footstep sounded from behind.

...asking for flowers...

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't care, thinking it was someone from another club.

"I thought where did you go, but here you are."

this voice?

Yukinoshita Yukino turned around, the slender thighs and then the face came into view.

"Teacher Wutiao?"

She was a little puzzled.

Gojo Satoru smiled, then sat beside him, and handed over one of the bottles of iced black tea in his hand.

"I like this brand of black tea quite a bit. You can drink it."

He didn't ask why the other party was here.

Yukinoshita Yukino hesitated for a moment before slowly taking the black tea.

He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.

ice. sweet.

This is her first feeling.

"Sweet, hehe, sometimes I don't like to make black tea by myself, so I go to the vending machine to buy this kind of black tea."

Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded silently.

Holding the black tea drink in both hands, his gray-blue eyes stared at it for a long time.

She, again, was in the mood of self-blame.

Sensing the atmosphere, Gojo Satoru put away his grinning expression, put the unscrewed black tea aside, and said plainly.

"I just saw Yumiko Miura."

Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned and asked calmly.

"What's up with her?"

"Crying, crying for a long time."

"..."

Yukinoshita Yukino's words were blocked, and she tightly held the black tea in her hands with both hands.

Sure enough? Still crying...

"If you have anything to say, tell me.

Gojo Satoru looked at Yukino Yukino next to him.

Sensing the gaze, Yukinoshita Yukino was silent, and after thinking for a while, she opened her mouth.

"When the first get out of class was over in the afternoon, Miura-san came to argue with me, saying why I made Yuigahama-san like that, I didn't understand what it meant.

"I thought she was just picking on me like those people before, and it took me ten minutes to tell her that she was crying. I didn't expect that she would actually cry..."

"I, didn't mean to..."

(Raiders Xue Naiko earlier).