The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

On a night with such a beautiful moonlight, of course we can't rush home and sleep.

After getting through the initial experience of holding hands with blushing and palpitations, I cleared my throat and asked Gojo Satoru if he wanted to have a late-night snack together.

"Okay, this place is just not far from Chinatown, don't you want to go there?"

The person next to him answered.

So, we happily decided to go to Chinatown and eat hot pot.

hot pot!I am coming!

TAT is dying of hunger when I think about it. If it wasn’t for waiting for someone, and it’s too lonely to eat hot pot alone (I don’t want to admit that this is actually the point), I would run over to feast on my first day in Yokohama !

A foodie is a creature that becomes very uncomfortable when faced with a certain scene.Just like now, the gluttonous worms are all hooked out without warning, and I suddenly feel a little impatient to wait.

I lowered my head to check my attire today, long-sleeved underwear, sneakers, high ponytail, perfect!

I raised my head, gently and obediently put forward the request to take the Wutiaopai teleportation train, and in order to achieve the goal as soon as possible, I learned to gently squeeze the opponent's hand without a teacher.

There is no such thing as being coquettish and flirtatious. Everything I do is for the food of my Greater China.

This is the longing and love for the motherland!

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Under the moonlight, the big white-haired boy turned his head and looked at me for a long while.

Then, just when I thought I could successfully achieve my goal, he raised his eyebrows and said with a nasty smile: "Didn't you dislike it last time, and now you suddenly like it? That's not okay."

I:……

The other party bent down, the sunglasses were raised and pinned above the forehead, and the blue eyes that looked especially good tonight blinked at me slightly.

He said, "Come and beg me~"

I:……? ? ?

Get out. Eggs, Wutiao crumbs:)

***

After coming to Yokohama, I heard a saying.

That is, the dark night in Yokohama belongs to the Mafia.

Compared with the fear of outsiders, the locals talk about the mafia as a daily routine like eating and drinking. The ordinary people here have obviously found a balance between day and night in their daily lives.

It's a pity that, as a foreign visitor, I can't adapt to this unique rhythm of life.

So when I stood up a little dizzy, and was complaining in my heart that Gojo Satoru's teleportation skills needed to be improved, but suddenly heard three wooden warehouse sounds, I was really stunned for a moment.

"Ah, I forgot that you don't need to be so low-key in Yokohama, ignore them, let's go out."

The person with his arms around my shoulders didn't let go immediately like last time, but took me to his side again, and walked towards the entrance of the alley with ease and ease.

The surrounding area is very quiet, and there is an atmosphere that can make people nervous. However, although I can't see where there is danger around me, I don't feel much tension in my heart.

After experiencing all kinds of curse spirits that cannibalize people, such as Mucang battle, to be honest, there is even an indescribable warmth that belongs to the ordinary world.

Moreover, with the five enlightenments, I am not afraid of anything.

The exit of the alley is getting closer, and I can already see the neon lights flashing in the distance.The moment I stepped into the light from the darkness, I couldn't help closing my eyes, but when I opened them, I was stunned again.

At the exit at the end of the alley, in the interlacing of light and darkness, at some point, a boy appeared.

A black coat with a shawl, half-length dark brown hair in natural curls, a white bandage wrapped around his right eye and a long and straight neck, revealing half of his face that is elegant and elegant.

He was holding a book whose cover could not be seen clearly, and the young man was casually raising his eyes halfway, and his eyes met me unexpectedly.

At that moment, in a trance, I seemed to smell the smell of rose petals that were about to rot deep inside.

Before I could think about it, the boy looked away. He lowered his head as if he had never seen us before, and continued to read the book in his hand under the bad light.

And I felt Wujo Wujo's footsteps paused slightly, leading me to continue walking.

"Wu-jun, is that a person with supernatural abilities?"

After walking a certain distance, I asked in a low voice.

"Yes," Gojo Satoru pinched my face, "and it's a very dangerous kind, Tao Jiang should stay away from him."

"Yeah," I nodded, and said casually, "Don't worry, they are not in the same world at all, and I can't meet them even if I want to."

"Tch, then you just had to stare at him for so long, why, do you think he looks good?"

"I do not have!"

"So you think he's not good-looking?"

"Uh, that's not something you'd say against your will."

"So sure enough, you just think he's pretty."

"That's enough for you, Gojo Satoru, why are you holding on to me? Are you jealous?"

"……what?"

Boys and girls disappeared in the street noisily, while Osamu Dazai closed the book, waved his hand slightly, and signaled the man in black not far away to pack up and leave.

Three teenagers and girls who will be entangled for many years in the future pass each other on the unfamiliar streets of Yokohama. Who can imagine what will happen in the future?