Comprehensive: Gojo Satoru's Chaotic Daily Life

Total Wu Gao.

After opening the box where the indoor shoes were kept, Xia Chuan Zhenliang saw the love letter with a red heart printed on it.

"It's only the second day."

She was a little helpless.

Although I know I'm pretty, but I didn't expect this group of high school students to have such a strong animal desire? Just send a love letter.

After changing into indoor shoes, Xia Chuan Zhenliang opened the love letter.

‘Student Xia Chuan, although we have never met, I was deeply attracted to you the day you entered school. If possible, can you please come to the rooftop to meet at noon? '

"Tsk tsk."

Xia Chuan Zhenliang clicked her tongue a few times, and immediately wanted to throw the love letter into the trash can.

However, he paused and thought about it again.

"Forget it, I'm already bored at noon, let's go and have a look."

Anyway, at school, she didn't believe that the other party dared to do anything out of line.

Back in the classroom, after ringing the bell.

"Hey, where's Mr. Wujo?"

Kitagawa Kaimeng said doubtfully.

It's been a minute since I rang the bell, why hasn't my head teacher come yet?

"Maybe go and destroy the monster."

Xia Chuan Zhenliang didn't say these words, but secretly said in his heart.

To be honest, Gojo Satoru's fighting figure and appearance really attracted her that day.

However, it is a pity that they are teachers and students.

In the island country, teacher-student love is not recognized by the society, and it is even regarded as the highest point of moral responsibility by others.

If everyone is a student, Xia Chuan Zhenliang is very willing to let the other party be his "boyfriend", which is a shield in popular terms.

The teacher did not show up for a long time, and the students in the class were also boiling.

Some are eating breakfast without eating, some are looking in the mirror to touch up their makeup, and some are chatting with each other about which game is fun...

They are all doing what they want to do.

"Student Xia Chuan, classmate Kitagawa!"

At this time, Chitanda Eru from the first row ran over.

The big violet eyes seemed to be twinkling bright stars.

"What's wrong, Eru."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Kitagawa Kaimeng smiled slightly.

After they entered school yesterday, the girl was very active and made them friends, exchanging contact information and lines.

"Hey, have you seen an urban legend?"

Chitanda Eru said with a mysterious face.

"I heard that several people have suddenly set themselves on fire in the past few days, that is, their bodies caught fire with a bang, and no ashes were left behind."

When she said "wow", she also raised her hands and made a more vivid gesture.

Urban legend, self-immolation?

Not only Kitagawa Kaimeng is interested, but even Xia Chuan Zhenliang, who has entered the disaster field, dares to be interested.

"Hiss~, is it phosphorus fire?"

Kitagawa Kaimeng said nervously.

"NONO, someone in the post bar analyzed that the temperature of the phosphorus fire is not enough to burn people to death. Everyone said that it was made by the legendary monster!"

Chitanda Eru looked excited.

For a girl like her who is curious about everything, this kind of urban legend aroused her great interest.

"I also think it might be a monster."

"Huh? X2"

Hearing the affirmative voice, the two women saw that it was Xia Chuan with a face full of approval.

"It's so cool, do you have any basis?"

Kitagawa Kaimeng said curiously.

"No, it's just a feeling, don't take it seriously."

Xia Chuan really cool lying on the table, said mischievously.

"Eh……"

The two women let out a disappointed voice.

Hearing this voice, Xia Chuan just smiled slightly.

The monsters in urban legends, maybe...

it is true!

About five minutes passed.

At this time, a burst of white smoke suddenly rose from the podium.

Then there was another voice.

"The handsome Gojo-sensei is here!"

The smoke cleared.

I saw Gojo Satoru, who was dressed in pitch black and dressed like a ninja, suddenly appeared on the podium.

The whole person forms a squatting posture.

In an instant, everyone stopped talking, their faces were shocked and dumbfounded.

And he seemed very satisfied with everyone's reaction, Gojo Satoru stood up proudly, and then said.

"Today is Ninja Gojo-sensei, isn't it surprising, is it... ah...!"

Before he could finish speaking, the ceiling lifted by him was crumbling, and he persisted for not a second.

A vertical landing came directly, and it just hit Gojo Satoru exactly.

'Boom—'

A crisp sound sounded.

"Teacher Gojo! Xn"

...

Looking at Gojo Satoru who was still dressed as a ninja with gauze wrapped around his head on the podium, everyone in the class twitched.

So Mr. Wujo, it’s been so long since you came to class, you spent all your time preparing cosplay ninjas, right?

And forget about your cosplay ninja, how come you haven’t even covered the ceiling yet?

After buttoning his bandage-wrapped head, Gojo Satoru finally chose to take off the ninja suit.

too hot.

Grabbing the headgear, pulling it up, the one-piece ninja suit was taken off, revealing yesterday's outfit.

Throw the ninja suit out the window casually.

He continued to lecture.

No, Mr. Wujo, is it really okay for you to throw your clothes around?

His eyes followed the sight of the ninja uniform and threw it directly out of the window. Everyone in the class had black lines on their heads.

"Bastard, which bastard threw clothes around, principal, are you okay, principal."

"it's okay no problem."

"Let's go to the hospital quickly, so that nothing happens."

"No need, let's continue to patrol the school."

The conversation between the dean and the principal came from outside the window, especially the voice of the dean, and all the classes on the side heard it.

ah this...

Looking at Gojo Satoru with a calm face, as if nothing had happened, the people in the class could only lament the thick-skinned head teacher.

(Ask for flowers, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a reward, woo woo woo.)

(No one has guessed who this urban legend is about~)