The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

Gojo Satoru has really changed.

As the days passed, and as we got along day and night, I discovered more and more changes in the other party.

He will act coquettishly and show weakness, will considerately ask for my opinion, and will achieve his goals more cunningly.

One night, I, who had almost recovered my normal appearance, accidentally fell off the bed again in my sleep because of my physical discomfort. When I was caught in time by the person laying on the floor next to the bed, the person hugged me who was still in shock. He patted the back very lightly, and then suggested that, otherwise, we might as well pave the floor together in the future.

"It's always like this. It's too affecting Taojiang's rest, and it's not good for soul cultivation."

Warm palms stroked my long hair, and in the darkness, the clear voice was deep and pleasant: "Anyway, I'm recovering soon, how about going back to bed in a few days?"

Affecting my rest is a trivial matter, but also affect his rest.

Recently, my situation has gradually improved. Because I have to take care of the students in my hands, Gojo Satoru began to go out occasionally to accompany me in exchange for Nitzi. Although the conjurer can sleepless nights for days and nights when he is busy, but thinking of yesterday, he was just here. Come back to accompany me before dark, and be woken up in the middle of the night, I can't help but feel guilty.

So I agreed to the other party's proposal and decided to get up and make a floor.

However, before I could sit up, I was stopped by an arm that was holding me.

"It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

In the sound of slight cloth friction, I felt the hand behind my head lift my head slightly, and a thin and powerful arm stretched out from under my neck. After all this was done, the hand behind me returned to the On my back, I patted again very naturally: "Sleep, Peach Jam."

It wasn't until this moment that I belatedly realized that I was completely surrounded, and the slightly high body temperature spread along the places where they touched each other, scalding my face.

I:……

Wait, this is a routine.

Wujo Satoru, who used to be the only one in the world, even knows how to use devious tactics. The world is really amazing.

I almost said in disbelief, "You..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The familiar breath came closer and asked in a low voice.

...Gojo Satoru, you are OOC, do you know?

All kinds of complaints surged in the chest, and after a long while, there was finally a sentence that passed five levels and cut six generals, and was spat out along the friction of the vocal cords.

I said: "You're pressing my hair ==."

"Huh? Sorry."

With a "snap", the bedside lamp was turned on, I sat up halfway, gathered the hair that had been suppressed and released to the side of my neck, and then lay down again.

"You have long hands, turn off the light."

The light reflected the scene at this time on the retina in detail, I leaned against my hot ears, glanced away, and tried to calm down.

"Ah."

I don't know why, but the guy who was always angry with his words turned into a gourd with a saw mouth. After turning off the desk lamp with his hand, he didn't make a sound.

The field of vision returned to darkness, and the surroundings became quiet. For a while, we maintained this somewhat stiff posture, and no one moved or made a sound.

The air was slowly heating up, making people restless. I couldn't tell how long it had passed before I heard the sound of cloth rubbing against each other again.

The slightly hot breath was getting closer, there was no uncomfortable pressure, only a dizzy cautiousness, and when I realized it, my hand had already been raised and climbed onto the other's shoulder.

From gentle probing to crazy asking, from awkward lying on the side to the young man turning over and pushing me against the soft bedding, all around me is the breath of this person, I feel like I am hugging a handle and being scorched by charcoal A razor-sharp sword.

In the extreme high temperature, unknown cooling water poured down, turned into a ball of white steam churning up in the sound of "sizzling", and then the blade flashed out unscientifically, refracting a calm and sharp light.

"hiss--"

In the darkness, the girl's gasp sounded softly.

"It hurts?"

The clear voice was a bit hoarse, so nice that it made people blush.

"……fine."

In these years, I have never experienced eye gouging and hand breaking, so I feel that it is really bearable.

That’s right, MD, sure enough, the book is full of lies, it’s not uncomfortable at all :)

All in all, without any warning and as a matter of course, everything happened in such a muddle-headed way, but thinking about the two people who were running for three, and the atmosphere at that time, so in fact, it is quite normal (猫猫拉头.jpg )

And the funniest thing is that after this night, I don't know if it's because the time is up or because of other unspeakable reasons, my appearance has finally completely returned to my original appearance.

Gojo Satoru did not know where to pull out 99 Youji, who was missing the tail of the dragon, and insisted on asking her to give me a "follow-up consultation".

"However, her soul is a bit strange. It always feels like a small piece is missing. I can't find out if it was thrown somewhere. It's best to look for it, otherwise it will easily cause trouble."

Leaving a heart-wrenching sentence, the woman ran away again.

I observed day after day uneasily, and found that I was no different from normal people, so I gradually forgot what the other person said.

——Maybe it was accidentally dropped in the original world during time travel.

Compared to my calmness, Gojo Satoru has been investigating this matter, but unfortunately, until I returned to Polo Cafe, there was no progress.

The cafe has been refurbished and has become more tasteful. Azusa Enomoto is still the same, and Toru Amuro (no, he should be called Rei Furuya) who restored his original name left. He said that his last mission was finally over and he had a short break Finally, there are already new tasks waiting for him.

Life seems to be back to the beginning, comfortable, leisurely, and satisfying.Nitrate is still fighting on the front line of treatment, and Nanami Kenren still insists that "magicians and labor are both shit." Xiaolan and Kudo Shinichi crazily feed dog food every day after returning from vacation.

Everything is so beautiful.

Except, one person whose name I dare not mention.

On a warm afternoon, I was the only one in the coffee, and a "boy" wearing an old-fashioned detective uniform pushed the door and walked in, the special green in his squinted eyes flashed in the sunlight.

"Hey, Dazai asked me to give you this, it should solve your problem."

The familiar name caused a slight tingling in the apex of my heart. I took the thing in the other's hand, opened it, and found that it was a painting.

It was a painting with exceptionally beautiful colors, immature brushstrokes and delicate depictions. The young man in a sand-colored windbreaker turned sideways in the wind, and the bandages around his wrists drew a melodious arc.

Very warm, but also very lonely.

I don't know what's going on with my gaze, and it naturally falls to the lower right corner of the painting. There is a small trace of water stains and smudges that will never be found if I don't observe carefully. I touched it with trembling fingertips, and then caught off guard, the painting in my hand into a singular book.

The pages of the book were windless and automatic, various scenes and forgotten memories of another world drilled into my mind, and at the same time, something small returned to my body with the memory, filling the hole deep in my soul .

The time became extremely long, as if several years had passed, I blinked away the tears in my eyes and found that my hands were empty.

The painting, along with the book, were all gone.

"Sure enough, my reasoning is correct, the most unlikely place is the most likely place!"

In front of him, Ranpo Edogawa, who was wearing a detective uniform, opened his transparent green eyes completely, clenched his fists and clapped his hands, said something happily, then turned around and walked away.

And I stood where I was, and didn't say a word until the wind chimes rang.

"Oh right, I almost forgot to say that."

The moment before closing the door, Edogawa looked back at me in disorder, tilted his head slightly, and said in a casual tone, "He asked me to tell you, since you have seen your heart clearly, please don't carelessly continue walking. "

The wind blew in through the crack of the open door, the wind chime rang crisply, and the figure in the detective uniform went away. Facing the bustling crowd outside the window, I finally said softly: "Okay."

The surrounding area was very quiet, and the notification sounded when the phone received a message. I took it out and found that it was a LINE message from Gojo Satoru.

【The strongest enlightenment: Peach sauce~[猫猫状贴.jpg]】

【The Strongest Enlightenment: Peach Sauce~[Cat and Cat Hug.jpg]】

[The strongest enlightenment: [Maomao Jifeier: Take care of me, take care of me quickly! .jpg]]

[The strongest enlightenment: [Maomao melancholy: You don't love me anymore.jpg]]

I:……

【Peach: [Start playing if there is something to do, retreat to court if there is nothing to do.jpg]】

[The strongest enlightenment: [Maomao presents flowers.jpg] Taojiang, I found a super delicious ice cream, I bring it to you! 】

【Tao: No, it was melted when I brought it back. 】

【The Strongest Enlightenment: No, no, I am a person with teleportation! [Maomao wields a magic wand: Apparition.jpg]]

I:…………

No matter how powerful the mantra is, it doesn't work that way, and this guy is going to Hokkaido for field work, so how far would he have to travel!

I was about to type to persuade the other party to come back by plane obediently, but before I could press the send button, I heard the glass not far away being knocked twice by "Tuk Tuk".

I looked up, and saw a white-haired young man wearing sunglasses standing outside, holding a still steaming ice cream in his hand, and waving at me.

The sun was so bright, but the smile on his lips was prettier than the sun.

"It's going to melt, eat it quickly."

Colorful ice cream balls were handed in front of me, and the other party urged me.

I looked at the ice cream for a while, picked up the spoon, took a small bite, and sipped it into my mouth.

"How is it? It's delicious!"

The white-haired young man tilted his head like a cat waiting for praise.

"good to eat."

I swallowed the ice cream in my mouth and smiled at Gojo Satoru.

Spring is long gone, it's summer outside, and I like him a lot.

END