Personnel Corrector

The next day, Gojo Satoru came to class wearing a mask.

To the students who were concerned about his physical condition, Gojo Satoru uniformly replied that he had a cold.

The faint blueness revealed faint tiredness, and the students all winked and stopped disturbing him.

Only Xia Youjie at the back table turned the ballpoint pen, poked Gojo Wu on the back, and moved to the back of the other's head: "Young master, how is the injury?"

Gojo Satoru turned his head and glanced over: You still have the nerve to ask?

"Don't be so indifferent, I care about you too." Obviously on the first day he was still a well-behaved top student, but on the second day after transferring to another school, Xia Youjie started to "harass" Gojo Wu.

Gojo Satoru, who didn't want to talk, took out his phone, clicked on the software to find the top contact, and sent a message there.

Gojo Satoru: [Don't talk to me]

What's the matter, do they know each other that well?

Xia Youjie read the message on his phone, turned his head and kicked the stool at the front table, and saw Wujo Wutiao swaying from the force, he grinned: "We were so good yesterday, but today we turn our faces and deny anyone? "

Gojo Satoru got angry, and typed on the phone: [Where is the best!You obviously left me at the milk tea shop and left on your own! ! 】

Eh?

This time it was Xia Youjie who was stunned.

Didn't he say goodbye to Wu yesterday?

Hmm... In that case...

Xia Youjie said that although I was wrong, I had no intention of changing it: "Sorry, I thought you could understand me."

He and Wu in the real world don't say much about these things. They can predict each other's next actions with just one look, one movement, and one simple and unintentional sentence.

For example, when Wujo Wu said, "I'm going to Sendai to buy Xijiufu", Xia Youjie knew that Wujo Wu was going on a business trip; similarly, when Xia Youjie asked Wujo Wu what souvenir he wanted, Wujo Wu knew it too. Xia Youjie is leaving.

For conjurers, "goodbye" would be a curse.After all...Maybe goodbye is a farewell to never seeing each other again.

The fellow Wujo Wu doesn't have mind-reading skills: [I understand what you mean?If you don’t say it, who will understand]

Such a serious Wujo Wu is really rare, Xia Youjie thought a little teasingly again: "Your eyesight is bad, young master, can't you even read other people's emotions?"

Wujo Wu frowned lightly. He quickly recalled a series of psychological and social behavior books he had read such as "The FBI Teaches You to Read Minds", "The Naked Ape", and wanted to analyze the meaning of Xia Youjie's words.

... The conclusion is: I don't understand.

Gojo Satoru is an asexual, immature person with incomplete secretion of hormones, and he still doesn't understand what is the most primitive human desire.

The biggest characteristic of human beings is that they can empathize.

But Wujo Wu couldn't.

Even though his body and brain have become more adult, he still doesn't understand some behaviors that are normal in the eyes of ordinary people.

Gojo Satoru is a smart kid, he has long known that his brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people, or "adults".In order to cover up this "abnormality", he stopped interacting with outsiders after the child was 12 years old when his gender was differentiated.

Gojo Satoru's typing hand paused: [...is there such a person]

"My lord" Xia Youjie didn't understand Wujo Wu's "abnormality", he replied: "Yes, I just need a friend."

Gojo Satoru frowned even more when he received the news.

The eyebrows of the same color as the hair were tangled together. Suddenly, a heat source stroked the center of the eyebrows. Gojo Satoru was stunned, subconsciously showing a confused expression, and then loosened his brows.

A voice from the back table came from my ear: "The teacher is coming in for class, please put away your phone."

His cheeks turned red and hot uncontrollably, but luckily the mask covered his complexion, Gojo Satoru pressed the phone page, only to see his red earlobes on the black LCD screen.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Quietly turning his head, he saw that Xia Youjie had retracted the finger that had been placed between his eyebrows just now, and was looking down for the corresponding textbook in his schoolbag.

Turning his head back, Gojo Satoru leaned on the desk, covering his ears to hide.

What are you doing, you idiot...

After the morning classes were over, Xia Youjie, who had gone to high school countless times, stretched his waist, making sure that there was nothing new to learn in this world.Take a quick glance: the heroine Tsuruta Yang at the table on the right has already mixed into the circle of girls, eating with them with the prepared bento.

Xia Youjie took out the coins in his pocket and prepared to rush to the commissary.

Thinking about it is a bit sad.

No matter how the heroine's life experience changes, the fellow Wujo Satoru is the young master of a big family, and he is properly tall, rich and handsome.

As Gao Fushuai's close friend, Xia Youjie thinks that he only accounts for the top third of Gao Fushuai.

He lives alone in this world, and his living expenses are remitted from an unknown account every month, which is enough for the daily expenses of ordinary high school students.But if you want to be unrestrained and unrestrained, it's a bit tight.

If you have time, find a part-time job after school.

Standing up from the last row, Xia Youjie was about to walk towards the back door to buy lunch at the canteen.

Suddenly, he stopped walking.

Because he saw from the corner of his eye: Gojo Satoru took out a large three-layer lunch box.

Xia Youjie still knows this style of lunch box. In reality, Gojo Wu occasionally receives food delivery from Gojo's house. Every time he opens it, it is full of food.

Not only delicate, but also delicious.

Recalling the handmade food of the big family, Xia Youjie felt his hunger became stronger.

Xia Youjie, who succumbed to his appetite, turned his toes without hesitation, changed direction and walked towards his front desk.

Putting his arms around Wutiao Wu's shoulders, Xia Youjie lowered his figure and said, "Young Master, let's have dinner together."

He really wants to eat Wujo Wu's bento!

The white-haired boy was taken aback by Xia Youjie's sudden approach to him, and couldn't help shaking his hand holding the lunch box.Seeing that the person who came was Xia Youjie, Wutiaowu gave a muffled response from behind the mask, and at the same time moved away from contact with Xia Youjie indistinctly: "...don't."

Xia Youjie, who returned to his seat, remembered something, took out medicinal wine and cotton from his schoolbag, and said to Gojo Satoru, "Let's go to the infirmary!"

Suddenly, the pain from rubbing the bruise yesterday pierced the flesh again, Gojo Satoru refused again: "No."

"Well, let's go then."

Carrying the medicinal wine and cotton, Xia Youjie stretched out his hand to grab Gojo Wu's wrist.If it's the real Wujo Wu, let's not talk about whether he can be pulled or not. If Wujo Wu doesn't want to, Xia Youjie won't be able to touch him at all.But this fan's young master Wutiao Wu is different. Although he has a little strength, he is still not as good as the magician Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie couldn't talk about it at all, Gojo Wu could only be pulled up from the chair by the other party: "Wait, I..."

"Remember to take the lunch box, or you will starve."

The doctors in the infirmary probably went to eat too, but there was no one there.Xia Youjie stepped into the room filled with the smell of disinfectant, turned around and picked up the lunch box Wujo Wu had carried all the way, and put it on a counter.

"Over there, sit down." Xia Youjie waved his head, turned on the faucet and began to wash his hands.

Gojo Satoru, who was directly dragged to the infirmary by the other party, was still a little dazed, his pure blue eyes blinked, and he realized that he was going to be tortured again?

Xia Youjie, who had washed his hands well, came over, wiped off the water droplets with a handkerchief, then picked up cotton and medicinal wine, and said as he moved, "Take off the mask."

Now Gojo Wu also understands that he can't escape, but in reality, Xia Youjie is really doing it for his own good and has no intention of harming him.

Wearing a mask all morning, Gojo Wu's face was covered with thin red marks, combined with the bruises pinched out yesterday, coupled with Gojo Wu's eyes that implied grievance, the whole face looked even more pitiful.

Suppressing the idea of ​​taking pictures to laugh at the other party, Xia Youjie desperately appealed to the only remaining conscience in his heart.

Angel villain: Enlightenment is already so miserable, so don't take pictures to commemorate it.

Devil villain: But he looks so funny...

Angel villain: This Wu is an ordinary person, this kind of injury is already very painful.

Devil villain: But he looks so funny.

Angel villain: Wu is still hurt because of you, don't you feel guilty?

Devil villain: But he looks really funny!

"Pfft!!" Xia Youjie still couldn't hold back his laughter, and the air puffed out of his mouth.

Naturally, this movement could not be concealed from Gojo Satoru. The white-haired boy sitting on the hospital bed raised his eyes with a puzzled face: "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Youjie quickly coughed twice to cover it up: "No, I just choked on the smell of medicinal wine."

"Are you all right?"

"It's all right." Xia Youjie waved his hand and quickly changed the subject: "Are you ready, I'm going to start."

Holding up the cotton that was poured with medicinal wine, Xia Youjie approached Gojo Wu's face.

Unlike the direct attack the day before without even saying hello, this time with the warning, Gojo Satoru found himself reacting more violently than yesterday.

His arms were pressed stiffly on the hospital bed, his fingers clenched tightly on the white sheet in the infirmary, and the back of his hand even stretched out with blue veins.

Xia Youjie pretended not to see Wujo Wu's nervous expression, otherwise he was afraid that he would laugh out loud again.

The cotton soaked in the medicinal wine was wet and cold, and it caused an unconscious shudder when it stuck to the skin of the cheek. As the cotton was rubbed, pain and heat came together, and Gojo Satoru felt that his face was about to burn.

Xia Youjie was very close to him, and he concentrated on wiping and removing blood stasis for himself, with a serious expression, as if he was treating the most precious treasure in the world.

Gojo Satoru was almost counting the seconds in his heart. Sweat was seeping from his back, and the breath from the tip of his nose was getting hotter and hotter. His brain, which was originally filled with pain information, felt that it was going to burn to the point of overload.

Perhaps the body was so tense that even Xia Youjie couldn't stand it anymore, the person who applied the medicine chuckled lightly: "Relax, Wu. People who don't know think you are being tortured."

Gojo Satoru mumbled for a moment, then closed his mouth resentfully.

... Isn't this just being punished?

When Gojo Wujo's mind counted the time completely out of order, Xia Youjie finally stopped what he was doing, the brown medicinal liquid had completely soaked the cotton, and a little bit of the medicinal wine stained his fingertips.

Xia Youjie threw the medicated wine cotton into the trash can, rubbed his fingertips, and turned to wash his hands.

After the torture was over, Gojo Satoru breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body softened.

There was the sound of running water from the faucet, and Xia Youjie's voice was mixed in: "As a reward for applying the medicine, I will share half of your lunch."

Gojo Gojo widened his eyes in displeasure: "Didn't you hurt me!"

However, there is no meaning of refusing to share the bento in the words.

Xia Youjie, who knew that Gojo Wu had agreed, didn't wipe his hands with the handkerchief, and casually shook the water off his hands: "Do you want to eat here?"

The air is full of disinfectant water mixed with the smell of medicinal wine just now, which is not very suitable as a place to eat.

But Gojo Satoru with such a bruised face, it's better not to appear in the public eye.

Thinking about just now, Gojo Satoru actually wanted to take off his mask and eat bento in the classroom, showing a miserable appearance...

Oops, I want to laugh again.

Xia Youjie immediately transferred the bad factors: "Wu, do you know where there are fewer people?"

Gojo Wu heard the words and thought for a while, then said: "The roof. But the key to the roof is with the teacher in the vault, and sometimes it is locked and cannot be opened."

"Just go there." Taking the initiative to pick up the lunch box, Xia Youjie opened the door of the infirmary and walked out.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru could only keep up, his lunch was still in the hands of the other party!

A step faster than Gojo Wu's pace, Xia Youjie walked ahead, and just when he stepped onto the last landing, he saw with sharp eyes that the roof door was locked.

But Xia Youjie couldn't be bothered, he released a spell, controlled it to pass through the wall, and opened the door from the inside.

When Gojo Satoru got up the stairs, he saw the faint light between the roof door and the wall at a glance—obviously, the door was open.

"Hey, the door isn't locked."

Xia Youjie retrieved the curse spirit from the void: "Yes, we are very lucky."

After entering the rooftop, Xia Youjie closed the door to prevent anyone from disturbing him.The two found a clean bench and sat down on one left and one on the right.

The lunch box was placed in the middle, and Xia Youjie made a "please" gesture to ask Wujo Wu to open it.

Seeing that Xia Youjie didn't bring anything, it seemed that he was really planning to eat, Wutiao Wu felt that he had discovered the truth: "You just want to eat my bento."

Xia Youjie didn't panic when his words broke his mind: "Anyway, you have so much food, so giving me some will reduce waste."

Gojo Satoru didn't talk to Xia Youjie anymore, he opened the bento layer by layer, and put the three layers of boxes on the benches.

The first layer is thick egg yaki, sushi, rice balls and other staple foods, and the second layer is deep-fried chicken nuggets and cut steaks-because the box has a heat preservation function, these hot dishes still maintain the crispy taste just out of the oven.

As for the last layer, it is vegetable and fruit salad.

The portion is never more than one serving.

And at first glance, it looks like a lunch box with balanced nutrition and a big family.

The tableware is also very complete, with spoons, forks, knives and chopsticks.Xia Youjie pointed to the cutlery box: "Just give me one."

Gojo Satoru pushed the cutlery box over and asked the other party to choose.

Xia Youjie was a little surprised: "Then I'll take this."

He picked up the table knife.

This time it was Gojo Satoru who looked at him in surprise: "Why don't you hold chopsticks or forks?"

The only steak that needs a knife has already been cut, and you can eat it with a fork or chopsticks, although a knife can also be used...

Xia Youjie held up a knife, showing an inscrutable smile: "I'm more used to using a knife."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Gojo Satoru decided to temporarily block this strange back table.He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sushi and put it in his mouth.

On the other side, Xia Youjie casually picked up a piece of thick egg, and after biting it, an unimaginable taste spread in his mouth. He raised his eyebrows, chewed and swallowed it, and asked, "Why is this salty?" ?”

"Isn't thick egg yaki just salty?" There was still sushi rice in his mouth, Gojo Satoru swallowed most of the unchewed sushi whole in order to answer Xia Youjie's question, his voice was a little tense.

Xia Youjie seemed to realize something was wrong, and added: "...I thought you were a sweetie. Look, I added a lot of sugar to the milk tea I ordered for you yesterday. I think you enjoyed it."

Added a lot of extra sugar...

Gojo Satoru tightened his grip on the chopsticks.

——Dessert is something that only women like.

——Enlightenment, you have to become a man.

He lowered his eyes, and the long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes: "...I don't know, I don't like sweet things very much."

"No way, haven't you opened the door to the new world yet?" Xia Youjie was really surprised. Among the many Wujowu he had met, this Wujowu was the only non-sweet party.

Hmm...maybe it's because I haven't discovered my liking for sweets yet?

Unceremoniously picking up a piece of steak with a knife and fork, Xia Youjie raised a finger: "Then, in order to thank the young master Wutiao for his kindness today, I will prepare the lunch tomorrow. You don't need to bring it. Let you try it." , sweet thick egg yaki."

Not only thick egg yakiniku, but also all kinds of sweets.Do you want to buy a small cake or something after school today, and make dessert for Wu tomorrow?

In a split second, Xia Youjie had many ideas in his head, and he began to screen one by one.

Tightly pursing his lower lip, Gojo Wu, who was unconsciously huddled on the bench, put down his chopsticks in vain, and whispered: "... Wu."

"Ok?"

"...you called me by my name before."

Just now, it suddenly changed back to Wutiao.