I became a heartthrob after being cursed into a cat

While speaking, Gojo Gojo's hand on Songneche's shoulder suddenly began to exert a slight force.

Just when Songneiche was about to be pulled towards him by Wujo Wu, Fu Heihui, who was standing in front of them, suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Songneiche's arm, and left him in place :

"Teacher Wutiao."

Fu Heihui raised his eyes to look at the white-haired teacher in front of him:

"Matsune is going out with us now."

Sandwiched between Fu Heihui and Gojo Satoru, Song Naiche felt the pulling force from both sides of his body, turned his head a little dazedly, his eyes wandered back and forth between Fu Heihui and Gojo Satoru:

"..."

But in the next second, Gojo Satoru suddenly exerted force, and Song Naiche's arm broke away from Fu Heihui's hand.

His whole body was pulled over by Gojo Satoru.

"Megumi, Nagasaki, you guys have fun."

Gojo Satoru smiled at his student, then raised the hand of Matsunai Chetsu next to him, and shook his hand in the air:

"I'll take Songnai away first, the teacher has something to tell the new classmate."

Fu Heihui squinted his eyes, and the unhappiness spread in his heart.

For some reason, he remembered the time when his black cat was taken away by Gojo Satoru.

And Song Naiche became even more nervous after hearing Gojo Satoru grabbing his arm and saying "I have something to tell my new classmate":

Gojo Satoru, he won't be.. find something, and then come and talk to yourself!

At this time, Matsunai Che recalled the situation at the door of Gojo Gojo's house when he was a black cat last time.

At that time, he was put on the ground by Gojo Satoru, and he was allowed to choose who to go with.

Song Naiche, who had heard Gojo Satoru say "You are not an ordinary black cat", was so frightened that he ran directly into Fu Heihui's arms.

But now...

Songneche pressed his nails on his palm in embarrassment:

No, there is no way for me in human form to escape to Fuhei.

After all, Wutiao is also his teacher, so it is very reasonable to talk to him about some things. If he behaves abnormally and refuses to go with him, it will seem a bit presumptuous.

Now I can only leave with Gojo Satoru.

Thinking of this, Songneche lowered his head in despair:

Could it be that Gojo Satoru really discovered something, and now he came here to confirm his thoughts...

At this time, Fu Heihui looked at Song Neiche who was being pulled by Wujo Wu, and wanted to say something, but Wujo Wu took Song Neiche and left with a teleport:

"Goodbye~ Matsunai and I will have a private conversation first, you guys have fun."

Facing the air in front of him, Fu Heihui fell silent, but there was still an unpleasant emotion in his eyes: "...."

Kagezaki, who saw Gojo Satoru's teleportation skill for the first time, kept looking at the place where Gojo Satoru disappeared in surprise:

"Why did these two people disappear? Did they really disappear? Fuhei, Fuhei, come and take a look. Is it the ability of Teacher Wutiao?"

Fu Heihui gave a muffled hum, which was regarded as an answer.

After being surprised for a while, Kizaki continued walking towards the school gate side by side with Fuhei, during which she shook her head and said:

"Hey, without Matsunai, I don't want to hang out with you anymore."

After all, Fu Hei would sneak away to the bookstore again on the way.

Fu Heihui, who was still thinking about Song Naiche, didn't take Nagasaki's complaints to heart, but suddenly took out the phone from his pocket, opened the chat software and began to edit the message.

.....

the other side.

Matsunai Che, who had experienced Gojo Satoru's teleportation ability quite a few times, was once again brought to a place he was not unfamiliar with by his current teacher using his ability.

no...

Looking at the luxuriously decorated living room that is quite familiar in front of him, Song Naiche couldn't help being a little dumbfounded:

Why do you have to bring students to your home when you talk to students?

Immediately, Gojo Satoru had seen through the bad memories of the black cat before, and they rushed into Song Naiche's mind.

He wished he could leave this luxurious villa immediately:

go!

It's too late if you don't go! !

It's really about to be discovered! ! !

However, Gojo Satoru didn't give him any chance to escape. As soon as he got home, he smiled and pushed Song Naiche onto the soft and comfortable leather sofa in the center of the living room:

"Matsuuchi-san, please sit down~"

Songneche was forced to sit on the leather sofa that seemed to be expensive, but after calming down, Songneche immediately recalled that not long ago, he was in the form of a black cat and was suppressed by Gojo Goto Memories of furiously rubbing tails on this couch.

After I was exposed later, wouldn't Wujo Satoru really do some strange things?

Suddenly, some rather strange imaginations appeared in his mind.

"Hahahahaha, I finally caught you, you are a black cat!" Gojo Satoru, with a screaming red demon on his head, laughed wildly and grabbed his shoulder, then waved the demon fork in his hand and ordered : "Turn me into a cat!"

Then he can only cry and turn into a cat, and let Gojo Satoru ravage/ruin him. When he wants to rub the cat's ears, he can rub the cat's ears, if he wants to pinch the cat's tail, he can pinch the cat's tail, if he wants to flick the cat's balls, he can...

wrong!

Song Neche's pupils suddenly trembled even more violently:

At that time, Mr. Wujo might not turn himself into a cat...

In his imagination, the five demons smiled at him holding up the red forks: "Little Che in human form can also be touched~~~ There are cat ears and cat tails~ Hurry up and show the ears and tail for the teacher to see." ~~~"

Thinking of this, Songneche couldn't help but fell silent:

"..."

Help.

Now he sprints [-] meters to the door of Gojo Goku's house, and then opens the door and rushes out. Is there any possibility of surviving?

However, the white-haired teacher who was in the same room with him was obviously not as nervous as Songneche:

"My name is Gojo Satoru."

The white-haired man had a smile on his face, but Song Naiche was inexplicably terrified at this moment:

"What about you?"

Songneche restrained the tension in his heart, and said:

"My name is Songnei Che. Hello, Mr. Wujo."

"Oh?"

Gojo Gojo seemed to think of something, he raised his eyebrows:

"Che?"

Songneche became even more flustered immediately, but he could only bite the bullet and respond:

"Well, it's Che."

Gojo Satoru hummed thoughtfully:

"Che...Che is a good name..."

At this time, Song Naiche was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He sat on the sofa and said with a dry smile:

"Haha, no."

Gojo Satoru looked at Matsunai Che and didn't say anything, but his expression was a little playful.

Song Naiche, who started to fidget, was a little unbearable under Gojo Satoru's continuous gaze, and finally he decided to take the initiative to speak:

"Well... may I ask why Wujo-sensei called me here?"

After finishing speaking, Song Neche's whole body tensed up.

Forget it, stretch out your head and shrink your head, and you will be relieved as soon as you finish asking!

But Gojo Satoru suddenly said "ah", as if reminded by him, he made a fist with one hand and hammered the palm of the other hand:

"I almost forgot."

After finishing speaking, Gojo Satoru turned and walked towards another room.

Song Naiche looked at the back of Gojo Satoru leaving, and couldn't help but start to wildly guess what he was bringing here.

Song Naiche, who stayed in the place awkwardly, was enduring the urge to stand up and run out all the time.

But he really couldn't guess what Gojo Satoru was going to get.

Song Neiche, who was overly nervous, couldn't help but have some messy thoughts in his mind at this moment.

Wouldn't it be to get his demon headgear and demon fork...

But before Song Neiche guessed how long, Gojo Satoru's voice came from not far away:

"I'm here~"

Then he carried the things to the sofa beside Songneche and sat down.

Song Naiche raised his eyes with some trepidation, but was completely speechless after seeing the things in Gojo Satoru's hand:

"..."

what?

green tea cake?

Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, dug a large spoonful of matcha cake and put it into his mouth with a relaxed expression. After noticing the overly intense eyes of Song Nai Che looking at him, he turned his face to Song Nai Che and said:

"Che, do you want it too?"

Want a head!

Che's head!

So let's call Che!

A smile appeared on the corner of Songneche's mouth:

"No thanks."

Gojo Satoru shook his head and said:

"You're welcome, I bought a lot."

While talking, he took out a small box containing cakes from nowhere and handed it to Songneche.

Song Neche had no choice but to catch it, looking at the strawberry cake in his hand in a daze.

The sweet and alluring aroma of strawberry cream lingered at the tip of his nose, and Songneche relaxed a little unconsciously.

Gojo Satoru muttered while eating the cake:

"Where were we talking?"

"right."

Soon Gojo Satoru answered his own question:

"You asked why you were brought here."

Song Naiche couldn't help looking at Wujo Wu after hearing the words, wanting to know Wujo Wu's answer.

At this time, Gojo Satoru had finished the last bite of cake in his hand, then turned his head and waved the spoon in his hand and said:

"It's because of the cake."

Song Neche repeated it with some puzzlement:

"cake?"

Gojo Satoru nodded, pointed at the cake in Songneiche's hand and said seriously:

"I just bought the mousse cake from Yuliwu in the afternoon. I put it in the refrigerator for two hours, so I can eat it now. It is the best."

Song Naiche almost dropped his jaw on the spot after hearing Gojo Satoru's words.

So you teleported me here to treat me to cake?

At this time, Gojo Satoru just looked at him with a smile, and didn't say anything else, as if he really came to take him to eat a piece of cake:

"Eat quickly."

Songneche had no choice but to pick up a fork and fork a piece into his mouth.

The sweet and sour strawberry and the mellow sweetness of the cream exploded on the tip of his tongue. The sweet and delicate taste surprised Song Neiche.

delicious

It is better than any cake I have eaten before.

Gojo Satoru looked at the expression on Matsunai Che's face after taking a bite, and asked with a smile:

"Is it tasty?"

Song Neche nodded:

"delicious!"

Wujo Wu heard that the expression on his face was a little smug:

"right."

Song Neche nodded, and then slowly ate the strawberry cake in his hand, his thoughts drifted away:

It turned out that it was really just to eat cake.

So Mr. Wujo didn't discover the connection between himself and the black cat?

Can you be a little more at ease with yourself?

"correct."

Just as Songnei Cheqi was quietly thinking in his heart, Gojo Satoru suddenly said to Songneiche:

"Che, do you know the black cat at school?"

Hearing this, Song Naiche almost choked on a bite of the cake:

"Ah? Ah, I know."

Gojo Satoru asked him:

"Have you seen it recently? I was going to let Yidizhi bring it to my house for two days to raise it, but Yidizhi said that he hadn't seen it for a long time."

Song Naiche silently rejoiced that he hadn't turned into a cat and wandered in front of Yidizhi these few days, and said to Gojo Satoru:

"I saw it once a few days ago, but I don't know where it is now."

"Is that so..." Gojo Wu nodded thoughtfully after hearing the words: "Okay."

Song Neche was frightened by Gojo Satoru, and he couldn't eat the cake anymore. He put the cake on the table, and then sat on the sofa with a straight posture.

But he wasn't as nervous as he was at first.

Gojo Satoru would ask him about cats, and his expression didn't look like he was probing, which meant that Gojo-sensei really didn't connect him with cats.

Song Neche was sitting there thinking.

At this moment, he suddenly saw Wujo Wu get up and lean towards him.

Song Naiche looked at Gojo Satoru who was getting closer and closer to him in a daze:

"Five...teacher?"

It's just that even if he called Wujo Wu's name questioningly, Wujo Wu's movements didn't stop at all.

Just like that, Wujo Wu's face was getting closer and closer to Song Nei Che, getting closer and closer, and almost his entire upper body was leaning against Song Nei Che.

At this moment, he could even smell the refreshing and sweet aroma of matcha from Gojo Gojo's mouth, and even the temperature of Gojo Gojo's upper body seemed to be conveyed, Song Naiche even remembered the time when Gojo Gojo and Gojo were sleeping together , The beautifully shaped and hard abdominal muscles that I accidentally touched.

But at this moment, that place was almost touching Songneche's abdomen.

Song Neche's brain has become a paste, and his two eyes have successfully turned into mosquito-repellent eyes:

"Teacher Wutiao??"

Teacher Wutiao, what are you doing here?

Song Naiche's voice still couldn't stop Gojo Gojo from approaching, and Gojo Gojo was getting closer and closer to him.

At this time, the sweet aroma of the cake on Gojo Satoru's body has almost completely enveloped Matsuneche, and when he is about to get close to him...

Gojo Wujo withdrew from Songneche, stood in front of the sofa, held the briefcase in his hand and smiled at Songneche:

"I got it."

At this moment, Song Neche, whose heart was beating wildly, was dumbfounded again:

"what?"

When he realized that Gojo Satoru was just reaching behind his back for the briefcase, Matsunachi's face couldn't help but get hotter:

What are you thinking about...

Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, looked at the young man's quietly blushing ears, and cocked the corners of his mouth where Song Naiche couldn't see.

"This is a personal information statement, you fill it out now, and I will put it in the class file tomorrow."

Gojo Satoru took out a piece of paper from his bag and handed it to Matsunai Che.

Song Naiche immediately nodded and took the piece of paper, picked up the pen on the table and started to fill it out, but no matter how much he pretended to be serious about filling it out, he couldn't help him cool down. Looking at the boy's red earlobes, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again. There was a smile.

After Song Neiche finished filling in a panic, Gojo Satoru patted him on the shoulder:

"Okay, do you want Che to eat? Teacher treats you."

"No, no, no." Song Naiche shook his head like a rattle: "I already had dinner at school."

"Okay." Gojo Satoru stuffed the materials into the bag, then turned to Matsunai Che and said, "Then teacher will take you back."

10 minute later.

Song Naiche, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had mixed feelings in his heart:

So you can use teleportation, why do you need to drive?

It's just that Song Neche didn't dare to ask any more questions. He was already very satisfied that he could go back to school safely today.

After arriving at the school, Matsunechi just got out of the car when he saw Gojo Satoru also get out of the car:

"Okay." Gojo Satoru said as he took out his mobile phone: "Tell Nana Ming to return the car to him."

Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Nanami's car.

Only then did Matsunachi understand why Gojo Satoru drove over.

Seeing Gojo Satoru who was calling Nanami, Matsunai Cheol said:

"Then... Teacher Wutiao, I'm leaving first."

Gojo Satoru made an OK gesture to him:

"Good night."

Songnei Che nodded quickly:

"good night, teacher!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the dormitory building.

On the way, Song Naiche's thoughts kept churning:

Are you safe?

It seems that Mr. Wujo really didn't associate himself with the black cat.

Just be careful not to show cat ears in front of Gojo-sensei.

Be careful this time.

What Ke Songneche didn't know was that after sending him away, Gojo Satoru hung up the phone that he hadn't dialed, looked at his back, and didn't look away for a long time.

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