Comprehensive manga: Gojo Satoru’s chaotic daily life

Observing the helpless look of Yukino and Hikiya Hachiman under the snow, Kitagawa Kaimu also knows.

I'm afraid neither of them can sew clothes.

"Well, I suddenly remembered that I had something, so I left first. "

Casually made up a reason, she said.

Actually, she just said this so as not to embarrass them.

"Kitagawa-san. "

Satoru Gojo next to him suddenly spoke.

"If you say you're going to sew clothes, I'm afraid I'll remember a little bit, teacher. "

Pick up your fingertips and gestur.

Fingertip universe, right?

"Huh, really, Gojo-sensei!!"

Kitagawa Kaimu held Gojo Satoru's right hand, his eyes seemed to be shining, and his expression was extremely excited.

Even her own bun clinged to it, and she didn't notice it at all.

Feeling a touch of softness, Gojo Satoru smiled arrogantly and hooked the mouth of the Dragon King's exclusive Nike.

"Who am I, I'm Gojo Satoru, and I'll order anything. "

He really didn't lie and pretend to be forced to say this, for him who is almighty, tailoring clothes, naturally he will also know, as he said, he will be billion.

"Teacher, I hope you can really do what you say. "

Under the snow, Xue Nai said lightly.

She is skeptical about Gojo Satoru's tailoring of clothes, you know, even if it is her, she will not be able to......

And Hikiya Hachiman continued to play dead.

He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would be scolded by this white-haired teacher, and this scolding would either be a dead fish eye or a dead fish eye, and he really had nothing to say.

"Then Gojo-sensei, are you going to start measuring my measurements now?"

"Huh!?"

"Don't!"

Hikiya Hachiman and Yukino under the snow make a sound at the same time.

This made Kitagawa Kaimu look at the two of them suspiciously.

"Ahem. "

Clearing his throat, Yukino under the snow took a vigilant look at a certain white hair and dead fish eyes, and then pulled Kitagawa Kaimu to the other side, quietly not knowing what to say.

Satoru Gojo, who has a strong perception, listened quietly although he didn't move.

"Kitagawa-san, there are two men here, you can go home by yourself!"

This is the voice of Yukino under the snow.

"It's troublesome to measure the measurements yourself.,And I don't think there's anything.,Just kick another boy out.,Just leave Gojo-sensei.,Anyway, I believe Gojo-sensei.。 "

This is the voice of Kitagawa Umiyu.

"What?!Huh——,Kitagawa-san, you know, no matter how much you believe in Gojo-sensei, he will always be a man, what if the beast is too big and takes you, that. "

"That's right, but if Gojo-sensei doesn't measure my measurements, he won't know my size, and it's not easy to make clothes. "

"I'll give you the measure!"

Xue Nai said with a firm face under the snow.

In order to keep this classmate's chastity and prevent Gojo from succeeding, she chose to personally help the other party measure the measurements.

"Well, that's okay. "

Kitagawa Umimu nodded slightly.

But somehow, there is a small regret in my heart, the regret of not letting Gojo Satoru personally help her measure the measurements.

You know, Kitagawa Kaimeng is not the kind of girl with big nerves and no common sense, on the contrary, she is also an 'old Siji' who makes up all kinds of information.

can say that let Gojo Satoru personally help her measure her measurements, which shows how low her vigilance against the other party is.

"After talking, do you need my help to measure the measurements?!"

Satoru Gojo teased with a smile on his face.

The conversation between the two of them all entered his ears.

Well~~ It is worthy of my 'wife' in my previous life who trusted and assured me so much, and I didn't hurt you in vain.

Under the snow, Xue Nai glanced at the white-haired monster coldly, hugged his arms, and said coldly.

"Why, the scum teacher wants to measure the other party's measurements so much?"

"How did I become a scumbag teacher again? "

Holding his chin speechlessly, Satoru Gojo continued to speak.

"Obviously, Kitagawa-san asked me to help him measure it, right, Kitagawa-san. "

Kitagawa Kaimu hurriedly nodded his little head.

This couldn't help but make Yukino glare, making the other party smile awkwardly.

"Okay, scumbag teacher, I'll help her measure it myself, I don't need you. "

Xue Nai said.

"That's a pity. "

Satoru Gojo gave a regretful expression.

These words made the corners of Hachiman's mouth twitch a few times.

If you're not a teacher, you really dare to help people measure their measurements.

"But we don't seem to have a ruler to measure measurements, do we?"

Kitagawa Kaimeng's white fingers against his lips and said with a confused expression.

"That's right!"

Under the snow, Xue Nai also reacted.

If you don't have a ruler to measure the measurements, you can't measure it at all.

"Hmph. "

Satoru Gojo snorted twice, his face mysterious.

"It's not up to me. "

After speaking, his hand took out a ruler from the pocket of his clothes.

"Gojo A-dream!"

Hikiya Hachiman exclaimed.

"Go, who's that fat blue man. "

slapped his hand, and Satoru Gojo looked disgusted.

'Smack-'

Under the snow, Yukino suddenly snatched the ruler over.

"Very good scum teacher, carry a ruler with you, I really doubt that you are a scumbag teacher who likes students. "

"As a teacher, doesn't it make sense that I carry a ruler with me?"

Gojo Satoru spread his hands, looking innocent.

"Reasonable ghost, Gojo Amon!"

"Dead fish-eyed classmate, if you call again, I'll make you look like Doraemon. "

"Uh...... Please spare me!"

Hikiya Hachiman immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

But in my heart, I kept reading, five A-dreams, five A-dreams, five A-dreams......

"Huh?"

Suddenly feeling a shadow enveloping him, Hikiya Hachiman looked up and saw that it was Gojo Satoru with a hideous smile.

"What, what's wrong Gojo A...... Gojo-sensei. "

"I think you must be saying something in your mind. "

Patting the other person on the shoulder, Satoru Gojo kept a nuclear smile.

"No, how could it be ......"

Although his body has been trembling, Hachiman Hikiya will never admit it.

If you admit it, you'll definitely be killed!

"Really?"

Pinching the back collar of Hikiya Hachiman, Gojo Satoru gently carried the other party to the gate.

Open the door, aim at the leather drum, and kick it, and the whole action will be smooth.

"Hmm~ a dead fisheye solved. "

Patting his dusty palm, Gojo Satoru nodded in satisfaction.

......

(Overnight, I changed tomorrow's three watches.) ）