My fish pond is not limited to the world of magic

He: In winter, he picked me up early in the morning and threw me outside to freeze!And doing weird things to me!

Gojo Satoru said "Oh", and asked him with great interest, "What strange thing?"

And: ...that's not the point QAQ

Gojo Satoru stared at the string of ellipses on the screen for a few times, always feeling that he tasted something special, and even saw someone huddled in the quilt, putting the back of his hand against his face to cool himself down.

The bad mood caused by the business trip arranged by the superior dissipated a lot in an instant. While browsing the detailed information of the mission, he replied to Hoshide Kazuya: "Then what is the point?"

The chat interface was quiet for a moment, and a message from Hoshiide Kazuya floated out hesitantly.

He: After being kicked out by him... I have nowhere to go.

He sent out this message, accompanied by a series of crying emojis, trying to create a miserable image of himself, and his intentions are obvious.

Gojo Satoru chuckled and did not respond. Instead, he exited the chat interface, swiped down the screen, and the final message of the mission was displayed.

——It is speculated that this mission may be related to the incident a year ago.

He looked at the line and touched his chin.

events a year ago.Isn't that... the thing that is probably related to this "kid" who is crying with him?

He always knew that Star Chu and He also had something to hide from him.

From the first meeting a year ago, to when he entered the Tokyo High School of Conjuration, to today, a year after the two of them became teachers and students, the other party has never revealed any information about the things he concealed.Those things are related to Hoshide Kazuya's past, but not just his past.

The secrets he kept from himself were the reason Gojo Satoru decided to accept this student in the first place.

As a teacher, he always hoped that one day, his students could tell him the secrets in his heart.

Regardless of the teacher-student relationship, who doesn't want the person they like to be honest with them.Both their family and their home are good, but the fact that they are not honest is a bit of a headache.

It's not that he hasn't hinted at the other party, or asked him about what happened before he came to Tokyo, but a year later, this person still has no intention of letting go.

Why, is his Wujo Wu so unreliable?

The blue eyes hidden behind the sunglasses narrowed slightly, and he swiped the screen to look through the chat records of the two.

The pro-teacher Gojo Satoru who stays together every day, doesn't even have a chat friend "Peak of Combat Power" who has never met to be trusted?

"Tsk." He glanced at these records, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt uncomfortable.

This familiar tone as if it had been an old friend for many years, this intimate tone as if it were a gray-headed couple, this explicit words as if it was a couple who were in love—he had never heard it from Hoshide Kazuya himself.

On the contrary, Xingchuhe is often so well-behaved in front of him that he doesn't look like himself.Only occasionally when he is annoyed by himself, will he show a somewhat lively and real appearance.

Otherwise why would he...

Gojo Satoru "appreciated" the news about Xingde Kazuya spit on himself in the record one by one.

——Otherwise, why does he like to "fuck" him so much.

In order to be able to see the real Hoshide Kazuya in reality, he also worked hard.

Just thinking about it, a small "1" popped up in the lower right corner.

Probably because he didn't reply for too long, Xing Chuhe had no choice but to directly state his purpose.

He: So Brother Feng!Help!Please keep me! QQ

Ask for shelter?

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows and pushed his sunglasses.

He didn't mind taking him back to Wutiao's house, but... would he go with him?I'm afraid that when the time comes, I will be scared and run away, right?

He chuckled and replied a cold "inconvenience".

The news over there came back quickly, as if he had expected him to refuse.

He: It doesn't matter if you can't take him in. Then, it's okay to meet with the basics. [Cat rolling.jpg]

Gojo Satoru continued to refuse indifferently: "I want to work."

Although he was quite looking forward to seeing the real face-to-face and his reaction after seeing him, but now is not the time.At the very least, he had to wait for him to tell the things he concealed in person.

After all, in Kazuya's life plan, "face-to-face" with him is synonymous with "online dating".

As expected, Hoshide Kazuya immediately sent him a bunch of crying emoticons, and at the end he followed with a "Well...", looking very pitiful.

Gojo Satoru hesitated for a moment, ready to comfort the other party.Give some sugar appropriately to rekindle his enthusiasm, and then he only needs to look forward to the next time the other party makes a face-to-face request.

He had just found a suitable expression when a new message popped up at the top of the screen.

The message came from the group chat "an ordinary chat group", and the person who sent the message - and.

He paused with his fingertips, clicked in and glanced at the messages the other party sent in the group.

And: Babes, here's a poor little homeless begging face! QAQ

He: I can cook, warm the bed, and give the babies a treat.Such a handsome cutie, don't you think about raising one?

Followed by a few cute expressions he just saw tens of seconds ago.

Gojo Satoru: ...Oh, huh.

Look at what he said.

babies?warm bed?mwah?

I haven't seen him post this kind of thing in the group before, but it is estimated that when chatting privately with other people, he will post it a lot.

Now it's directly posted in the group. It's winter vacation, and the whole person has become presumptuous?

When he is not in the group?Or let him see it on purpose?

At six o'clock in the morning in winter, the sky is still gloomy.The snow was still falling, and the fine snowflakes were falling one after another.He closed the technique and watched the snowflakes fall on the skin, leaving a cool touch, which melted quietly, leaving a string of water stains on the white shirt.

Ah, he just let him throw his coat casually to some "poor little guy who can warm the bed and do anything", so it should still be in this person's hands now.

He put his phone in his pocket, turned around, and looked in the direction of the high school of conjuration.

The eyes behind the sunglasses narrowed slightly, and the blue pupils flickered twice in the snow.

This mission appeared too coincidental.

However, it doesn't matter what intentions those people have.And also his students.

He is also happy to take this opportunity to cultivate a "teacher-student relationship" with his students.