Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

"this..…………"

Kitahara Haruki was a little embarrassed to speak.

However, now is an excellent opportunity to speak, and he cannot be embarrassed.

Patting both sides of her cheeks with both hands, Kitahara put her hands on her knees, straightened her waist, and said seriously.

"I'm here this time, I want to ask if Touma-san can play the guitar?"

"Guitar?"

Touma Kazusa glanced at the exquisite guitar in the corner, and then said with a blank expression.

"I will, how?"

"call"

Kitahara Haruki let out a long breath, as if this could relieve the tension, the next second, he bent down at 90 degrees, closed his eyes, and said loudly and sincerely.

"Please teach me the guitar! Touma-san!!!"

After saying this, he became nervous again.

His legs trembled involuntarily, which was caused by excessive tension.

Teaching Guitar!?

Touma Kazusa remained expressionless, folded his arms, and the powerful aura of indifference dissipated unintentionally.

Although I didn't see Touma Kazusa's facial expressions, Kitahara Haruki felt that the piano room suddenly became cold. You know, this is really heavenly!

The outdoor temperature outside reached a maximum of more than 37 degrees.

The piano room fell silent.

During this quiet time, Kitahara Chunxi became more and more nervous, with sweaty palms and backs.

Finally, a minute passed, and when his back was about to ache, Touma Hesha spoke.

"don't want."

don't want!?

This indifferent rejection directly hit Kitahara Haruki's heart was broken.

At the same time, he also laughed at himself.

That's right, this is Touma Kazusa, the refusal is justified, blame him for naively thinking that "it's not impossible to get along" This ridiculous idea.

Sitting up straight again, Kitahara Haruki raised his head, looked at Touma Kazusa's indifferent and disdainful expression, and asked with clenched fists unwillingly.

"Touma-san, can you tell me the reason?"

"Reason? No need for a reason, am I familiar with you?"

"us.....…"

Kitahara Chunxi was speechless for a while, but she opened her mouth quickly.

"Aren't we classmates? Shouldn't classmates help each other?"

"hehe."

To this, Dongma Hesha just sneered twice.

She has too many classmates, and she lacks you? Besides, she is just a classmate, not a friend. Counting from before, have we talked more than three sentences?

Kitahara Haruki bit her lower lip vigorously, and didn't stop until she was about to bleed.

He wanted to leave here and go to the music department, but he didn't want to give up the opportunity to play guitars with musical geniuses Touma and Sashou.

Finally, I made a decision in my heart.

Kitahara Haruki was determined, looked straight at Touma Kazusa, and said seriously.

"It means that the main reason why we don't teach me guitar is because we are not familiar with each other, right? What if we are familiar with each other!"

"you?"

Touma Kazusa raised her eyebrows in surprise, and thought for a while.

"It's impossible for us to be familiar with each other. Even if we are, I can only teach you."

"Then I'll take it as acquaintance and friend and teach!"

Kitahara Chunxi stood up, firmly clenched her fists on her chest, and said preciously.

Are you sick?!

Touma Kazusa rolled her eyes speechlessly.

She really thinks this person is sick. For so many years, she has never had any acquaintances, friends... Uh, it can't be counted as none, there is another person who can be regarded as an acquaintance.

That is... Gojo Satoru.

And at this time, say that a certain white hair and a certain white hair have arrived.

'avoid----'

Two sounds of knocking on the wall and a familiar grinning voice came into the piano room at the same time.

"Hey, it's not the right time for me to come, is it? Touma-san is being confessed?"

Gojo teacher!?

Dong Ma and Sha's eyes shrank, a touch of excitement appeared on their expressionless faces, and they turned their heads to look.

Sure enough, what caught my eye was the eye-catching white hair and height.

"I didn't bother, did I?"

Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall, holding two small cakes and two bottles of quick-frozen black tea in his hands, and said with a smile.

"Day by day, what are you thinking about, Teacher Wutiao?"

Suppressing his excited and joyful mood, Touma Kazusa lowered his head and covered his forehead, and said helplessly.

The moment she lowered her head, she glanced secretly at the small cake that Gojo Wu was holding in her hand, she couldn't help sticking out a sweet tongue, and licked her upper lip a little.

It's her favorite sweet tooth cake again!

And Kitahara Chunxi also seemed to be very flustered, waving her hands with a flushed face, and explained.

".~No, no, this teacher, I came here to ask Mr. Dongma if he can teach me the guitar. It's not a confession, and if you confess to Mr. Dongma, you will be...rejected.... Bar".

In the end, his voice gradually weakened until he couldn't hear it, and his eyes couldn't help looking at Touma Kazusa.

For Touma Kazusa, 90% of the men in Sobugao don't like it.

She is beautiful and can play the piano. She is known as a 'music genius'. She has a good family, and her mother is a world-class pianist Yoko Touma.

In the same class, Kitahara Chun (Nuo Li Zhao) Xi said that he has no thoughts about Touma and Sa, it must be a lie, he himself does not believe his own words.

Walking into the piano room, Gojo Satoru put the small cake and two bottles of quick-frozen black tea on the small square table aside, and said while unpacking the small cake.

"I came here this time to feed again, Mr. Touma."

"Food generally corresponds to small animals, right? I'm not a small animal, so I don't need you to feed."

Touma Kazusa said arrogantly.

While talking, she also walked over to help Gojo Wu unpack another box of small cakes.

Even the outsider Kitahara Chunxi was dumbfounded when she saw this picture.

Is this, this, is this the cold and powerful Touma-san just now?

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