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Gojo Satoru stopped in his tracks, his eyes flicked over the bland face of the black-haired curse spirit—this was not the reaction he had imagined.

"What do you understand?" he asked, his tone hardened by the sinking of his voice.

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai seemed puzzled, and looked back inexplicably, "You prefer beautiful young ladies?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

"What's wrong? Gojo-sensei, I'm not right? Didn't you say that?" Osamu Dazai seemed to be unable to feel that someone was already very upset, and continued to ask, making someone's already irritated heart burn gotta get worse.

"No." Gojo Satoru twitched the corner of his mouth and snorted, "You're absolutely right."

After saying that, he turned around and strode away, with an invisible black air coming from his hurried back, as if he didn't care whether Osamu Dazai followed him or not.

Oops, I completely pissed off my hair.

But Mr. Wutiao, you really do not restrain or hide your thoughts at all...

Osamu Dazai sighed secretly, but he didn't show worry on his face, he followed slowly, and finally squeezed in before the elevator door closed.

"Thank you!" A family of three followed in, among them the gentle-looking mother smiled and thanked Wujo Wujo who pressed the elevator door open button.

The latter only nodded slightly and did not speak.

Osamu Dazai consciously stood next to Gojo Satoru, and was about to continue to say a few words of "kindness" about Gojo Satoru, when suddenly, he inadvertently caught eye with the child of a family of three.

But the four or five-year-old boy was lying on his father's shoulder, looking at him curiously.

Osamu Dazai made a face at him, then reached out and pierced the elevator wall directly.

The little boy's eyes widened and he wriggled in his father's arms, wanting to touch.

"What's wrong? Xiaoyan?" Father asked.

"Beautiful brother...the hand is missing..." The little boy turned towards Gojo Satoru, speaking in a childish voice that made his parents puzzled.

The couple looked at each other and saw the helplessness and worry in each other's eyes.

"Excuse me sir." The man pressed down the little boy's hand and said to Gojo Satoru apologetically, "My child is being naughty."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gojo Satoru did nothing, "It's okay." He slandered his childishness, and responded casually, and then continued to remain silent.

The family of three went down halfway, and the elevator continued to go up. Neither one person nor the mantra said a word. They waited silently for the elevator to reach the predetermined floor. Gojo Satoru stepped out first, followed by Dazai Osamu.

Such a weirder atmosphere than before naturally attracted the attention of other Gaozhuan.

After a whole day and night of exhausting work yesterday, everyone chose not to go out today. In the rest of the afternoon, at the suggestion of Panda, the students who had nothing to do decided to play board games in their rooms.

Before waiting for the room service to deliver the board game cards, Yuzu Yuhito couldn't help asking his friend quietly: "What's wrong with them? Did they quarrel?"

Gojo Satoru was sitting far away in a corner of the sofa, playing with his mobile phone with his legs crossed, while Dazai Osamu was sitting on a high chair next to the mini bar, boringly using the remote control to switch on the TV.

"Isn't that obvious? Didn't you notice that they haven't communicated much today?" Panda said.

"It seems to be... so why are you arguing?"

"I don't know about that." The panda spread its palms, expressing that it doesn't understand the complex emotional entanglements of human beings.

"When I went to the restaurant just now, Dazai-san seemed to like girls very much... Could it be that Mr. Gojo is not happy about this?" Nagasaki Yamei guessed euphemistically.

"But ordinary people can't see Mr. Dazai, Mr. Gojo can't be so stingy, right?" Hirohito Kojo touched his chin, "I think they had an accident last night, and the teacher didn't tell us what happened next night In the end what happened."

"Maybe he's just so stingy." Panda retorted without distraction, and suddenly felt a chill on his thick back, and quickly turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru, and found that the other party didn't notice this small corner, and was still looking at the phone screen , I breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're right, Youren, he ignored it last night." Fu Heihui interjected.

"So the problem really came from yesterday?" Nagasaki asked.

"...you're almost ready." Maki, who had been listening for a long time, interrupted them with black lines all over her head, "Can't you hear that the teacher really doesn't exist?"

Knotweed Youruhito: "Eh?? Can you hear it so far away and so lightly?"

"I can hear you." The white-haired teacher squatted and appeared behind Knotabagi Yujin silently, startling the students.

"You dare to talk about the teacher behind your back, you are very courageous." Gojo Satoru stood up after scaring everyone.

"I don't believe that Mr. Gojo didn't do this when he was a student." Nagasaki Yaqiangwei patted his chest and muttered.

"Aren't we caring about the teacher!" Knotabagi Yujin said confidently.

"Dare to be brave." Fu Heihui said, "Is there anything you can't say?"

Don't let them find out if you have the ability!

Wutiaowu: "..."

This year's students are not easy to bring.Is it because he is usually too friendly and unassuming that he has no prestige?

At this time the doorbell rang, and the dog went to open the door, and came back to get the board game cards.

Gojo Satoru glanced at it, "Forget it, I'll let you off today." He said with a half-smile.

The students looked at each other. Although they felt that this was not a good word, they didn't take it seriously. The teacher must not cheat them, so they relaxed and sat down to play board games.

"Mr. Dazai, you come too!" Hirohito Hirohito greeted.

"No." Osamu Dazai refused to accompany the children to play boring games that were neither difficult nor gambled, and tuned to a rebroadcast star show, just watching the young and lovely girls singing and dancing.

"Leave him alone, let's play," Wujo Satoru said.

"...Teacher, do you want to play too?"

"I can't play?"

"No." Panda Xin said, why are you still in the mood to play with us, but after experiencing yesterday, he decided to say less and make fewer mistakes, "Then we are seven people, let me explain the rules first."

A few people played a game with the background sound of the TV, and Wutiaowu took advantage of the fact that most of the students were not familiar with the rules, so he abused them unceremoniously, plastering white stripes all over their faces.

In the third game, Osamu Dazai was probably tired from sitting at the bar and moved to the sofa. They sat around the table next to the sofa to play games, and Gojo Satoru happened to have his back to the sofa.

Osamu Dazai lay down on the sofa, and after lying down for a while, he suddenly stood up, and reached out from behind to touch Gogo Satoru's thighs, and the latter grabbed his hand as soon as he touched them.

"...What are you doing?" Gojo Goku frowned, his voice restrained, and he looked down at him without a word.

"I'm bored and want to play with your phone." Osamu Dazai raised his face with an innocent expression.

"...You can't speak with your mouth?"

Osamu Dazai secretly said that because of your current bad temper, if you just said it directly, you wouldn’t let me play with you. After thinking about it, on the surface, he became more and more innocent, and even felt aggrieved: "I think you are putting yourself into the game, and I don’t want to disturb you." Well……"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Pretend, you continue to pretend!

He didn't want to talk to Osamu Dazai, but just in case this brat would do anything wrong again, he took out the mobile phone in his pocket and threw it to him, with a sentence: "Don't bother me."

This scene was completely watched by the students. At this moment, several of them learned how to communicate with their eyes without a teacher——

"The teacher is too fierce!"

"Yes!"

"Mr. Dazai is so pitiful..."

"Cold violence is terrible!"

"Let's help him!"

……

I don't know if it was because the students were familiar with the game routine, or Wujo Wu was absent-minded. At the end of the third round, his family lost alone.

"So what, I'm sorry, Mr. Gojo." Nagasaki Yaqiangwei eagerly held up the white strip.

Wutiaowu: "..."

He came back to his senses, looked at the cards, and realized that he was being targeted by the students, and the culprit who caused this result...

Gojo Satoru laughed angrily, this guy really has a "purpose" in everything he does, and he doesn't suffer at all!These little brats who thought they had won him were used to help count the money!

His heart, which had been restless for a whole day, suddenly cooled down, and he felt very boring. Maybe in the eyes of this guy, his tangled appearance had already been seen through, and he was so stupid as to die.

——Why should I care what this brat thinks of me?

Thinking like this, Gojo Satoru stood up straight away, "I won't play anymore."

"Huh? Teacher Laipi——"

"Besides, there is no big dinner tonight."

The students immediately shut up.

"It's almost time, pack up and meet downstairs at the restaurant entrance in 15 minutes." After finishing speaking, Gojo Satoru left on his own.

Several people simply tidied up the table full of snack packages and board game cards, and then prepared to go back to their rooms. Among them, Nagasaki was stopped by Dazai Osamu who came out when she was going out.

"Can I ask you something?" Osamu Dazai said with a smile.

……

Osamu Dazai didn't show up for dinner, Gojo Satoru thought that the brat had self-knowledge, because even if he came, he wouldn't order his favorite food, but after thinking about it, the brat probably had expected it, so he didn't come on purpose.

"..." Realizing that he was getting angry again, Gojo Satoru suddenly paused, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh of relief.

He already realized that his mental state was not right. It seemed that he was treating Dazai Osamu coldly, but in fact his emotions were all led by the other party. There was a flaw in my heart, which led to the other party taking advantage of it.

People's emotions are the most difficult to control, and Wujo Satoru is no exception, but in any case, besides emotions, people still have reason.

...No matter what happens to that brat, I can at most adjust for one night, and tomorrow I have to return to the normal state of the past.he thinks.

He didn't care about the prying eyes of the students. After the meal, Gojo Satoru let them go about freely, and gathered in the hotel lobby at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, then got up and went upstairs.

Back in the suite, there was no one in the living room, but there was a light coming from the gap in Dazai Osamu's door, Gojo Satoru ignored it and went straight back to his room.

An hour later, Gojo Satoru, who had taken a comfortable bath, walked out of the bathroom. In the steam that filled the air, he saw Osamu Dazai standing outside in front of the mirror.

He was wearing a navy blue... female high school uniform (JK). A lovely bow.

The pleated skirt on the lower body was very short, and the two slender legs were barely covered, except for the bandages tied around the thighs.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the black-haired curse spirit who was looking at himself in front of the mirror turned around.

"Although I have tried other styles of skirts, due to the age of this body, I can't wear the gentle and mature big sister style at present. Time is limited, so I just wear this uniform first, but I am more beautiful than Briar It's much taller, so it's still a little short." He tugged at the hem of his jacket, which was so short that half of his waist was exposed, and explained in a very indifferent tone, and finally stepped on the carpet with bare feet and walked up to Gojo Satoru, asking, "Why? Like? Do you like it?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "........."