Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

Looking at Chihiro with a teasing expression on his face, Gojo Satoru lowered his head, brushed the short video, and said without changing his face.

"What are you thinking, Nina and I are really just siblings, besides, if I don't go to lunch with you, I'm looking for a lover? Don't think about it, Chihiro."

"I don't believe it, if you have the ability, you look into my eyes."

, Just look at it, as if whoever said it was afraid.

After the words fell, Gojo Satoru looked at Chihiro Qianshishi, and Chihiro Qianshishi looked at each other seriously.

stare

A few seconds passed.

Chihiro Qianshi went from being serious at the beginning to depressed later.

It's not that Gojo Satoru's eyes are too sincere, but...

"You have the ability to take off the blindfold..."

Qianshi Chihiro said weakly.

Yes, Gojo Satoru is blindfolded.

Through a layer of blindfold, she can see a hair, really think she is a see-through eye?

As for Qianshi Qianshi's request, Gojo Satoru whistled, raised his index finger and shook it, and said with a playful smile.

"NONO, I've already looked at you~ There won't be a second time."

"cut."

Qianshi Chihiro cut out in displeasure.

How can there be such a fool!

As expected of you, Gojo Satoru!

Gojo Satoru continued to talk while playing with the phone again.

"I do have something to do at noon, and I have to go to the piano room.

"To the piano room?"

"Yeah, is it weird?"

"Hmm~ It's a little strange, you can play the piano?"

"Yes, otherwise why would I go to the piano room."

"Hiss, you...

Qianshi Chihiro gasped, and pressed her cheeks in shock.

He is handsome and tall, and he can also talk about the piano. I heard from Xiaojing that the family is very rich and owns a limited edition Kawasaki.

Adding all these together, isn't this a proper high-quality male god, a high-quality male?

B...

Qianshi Chihiro sighed, and the head of the country became dejected.

This is Xiaojing's man, and besides, he is already thirty, and his Wutiaowu is at most twenty, maybe even only nineteen.

Even if Xiaojing and Wujo Wu are not in a relationship, if you post it yourself, you may not be able to be liked.

What a pity!

And Gojo Satoru, who was always observing Chihiro Qianshi's expression, had a question mark on his face.

How can I be shocked for a while, regret for a while, and lose the doctor?

Menopause is here?

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Kuukou——, Chihiro, we're here!"

It was Nacho Toji's energetic voice.

Fifth floor, piano room.

Touma and Sasha play the Qili Higa (something beautiful and illusory).

She already knew this piano piece that Wujou Wutiao "created" like the back of her hand, but...

Now, no matter how she plays, although it sounds good, her heart is empty, and her eyes can't help but aim at the transparent door and window in the middle.

'Knock--'

Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the door interrupted Touma and Sana's ten fingers playing music.

Gojo teacher!?

Dongma Hesha's mood jumped up, although she didn't know why she jumped up.

Hastily passing through the gap between the long benches, she walked to the gate, saw who was the figure who was not looking at the glass window in the middle, and opened the locked gate.

'B'

"Five...old..."

Dongma Hesha's voice came to an abrupt end, and the expression with a trace of excitement also became indifferent and confused.

In front of her was a man with black mid-length broken hair and a handsome face. He was better than ordinary people, but he was not handsome. He was about 1.7 meters tall, just like the average man in the island country.

Kitahara Chunxi, the pre-monitor of Class E, Grade 3.

Looking at the beautiful but extremely indifferent Touma Kazusa in front of her, Kitahara Chunxi's eyes were a little excited, but also a little scared.

After all, he is in a classroom class, and he also knows the character of this beautiful girl.

Proper iceberg plus bad.

However, last week, when he accidentally passed by the piano room on the fifth floor, he heard Touma Kazusa's beautiful piano music, and at the same time, he accidentally saw a smile on his face.

At that moment, Kitahara Chunxi felt that Dongma and Sa could not get along.

Thinking of the rumors that Dongma and Sha would practice piano in the piano room every noon, he mustered up the courage to come to the piano room on the fifth floor at noon today.

As for why I came here, it was because Kitahara Chunxi suddenly became interested in guitar during this period.

But it was too expensive to hire foreign teachers and special teaching places. With the idea of ​​giving it a try, he came to the "music genius" Touma Kazusa, and wanted to ask if the other party would teach.

"Kitahara Haruki, what do you do?"

Touma Kazusa spoke coldly, with a hint of doubt in her tone.

Kitahara Yizhi, she has a little impression, she is from the same class.

However, why did you suddenly find her?

Kitahara Haruki touched the back of her head timidly, and said with embarrassment.

"Well, Touma-san 673, can I go ahead and talk about it?"

"Go in?"

Dongma Kazusa frowned fiercely, but still gave way and spoke softly.

"go in."

"thanks."

Kitahara Chunxi said gratefully, and then walked in.

But Dongma Hesha didn't close the door, but opened it completely.

If there is an accident, she can escape as soon as possible, and the voice can also be transmitted.

After entering, Kitahara Chunxi was attracted by the guitar placed in the corner, and he knew this guitar.

The price on the official website is hundreds of thousands of yen!

Enduring the desire to touch and observe, he sat on a small stool.

Touma Kazusa folded his arms arrogantly, leaned against the wall, tilted his head slightly, and asked with a blank expression.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

(There are no eunuchs and no breaks! It’s just too cold, too easy to fall asleep! The post released yesterday was banned more than ten times and hasn’t been released yet, so you didn’t see it! I’ll tell you something in the sticky area somewhere!)

(This book will be updated to a million words, don't worry.)

(Didn't I stay up all night to help you make up the changes, hehe, don't worry.).