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The two walked back to the dessert house along the way they came. Just as they walked to the door, they heard the brisk voices of Kiyomitsu, Tsurumaru, and Yuhito. Fortunately, they looked past the transparent glass door and saw these three people Playing poker around the table, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

Gojo Satoru was a few steps behind, looking a little foolish, but he was actually thinking seriously about why Miss Xing was unhappy.

"Miss Xing, you are back!"

The position where Yuren was sitting was facing the door, when Xing's figure appeared in his line of sight, he was the first one to spot and run over.

"Teacher Gojo." Of course, Yuren didn't forget to say hello to Gojo Satoru, even though the boy's eyes were mostly on the beautiful lady.

"Miss Xing, what's the result of your discussion with Teacher Wutiao? Do you want to join our college?"

"Well! Yuren, don't think that if you can play cards with us, you can poach our master openly!"

"I'm sorry, Yuren."

You are really a social expert, Yuren!

Gojo Satoru crossed his arms and looked at the boy who had obviously entered the dessert house, raised his eyebrows with some displeasure, and decided to expel Hisahito from the ranks of proud students from now on.

"Miss Xing, before I leave, can I ask you to pack a dessert for me?"

He hated the feeling of being ignored, so like a cat, he squeezed his head into the middle of several people, bent down to look at Xing, and begged with a smile.

"What do you want to eat? Mr. Gojo." Xing's eyes fell on Wujo Wu's smiling face.

"Edamame Cream Kikufu!"

Xing showed a somewhat apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, because it's still early, and Xi Jiufu hasn't finished yet."

"But I really want to eat it~" He pursed his mouth and said in a muffled voice, as if he had suffered a great grievance if he couldn't eat it.

"Please, Miss Xing, can you make me a copy?"

He clasped his hands together, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he seemed to be coquettishly saying what he was asking for.

"Yeah, it just takes a little time." Xi Jiufu was already on today's dessert menu, but too many things happened in the morning, and she didn't have time to make it.

"It's okay, I happen to have time." Gojo Satoru replied with a smile, and then turned his head to look at Yuren, "Speaking of which, Yuren came out of the dormitory early in the morning, and it's about time to go back at this time, according to Fukui You guys made an appointment with the second grader today, right?"

"Oh, yes!" Yuren nodded, not aware of Mr. Gojo's sinister intentions at all, after saying goodbye to Xing reluctantly, he went back to school first.

"By the way, Mr. Gojo, who is a teacher, doesn't need to go back to class?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at Gojo Satoru and asked with a smile on his face.

"I've just finished extracurricular teaching." Gojo Gori said confidently, paused, and looked at the faces of the two knives. , It would be impolite to say that." The second half of the sentence, he muttered.

"It turns out that Mr. Gojo, you also have this kind of self-awareness." California Qingguang couldn't help complaining.

"I'm Tsurumaru Kuninaga." Tsurumaru looked at Gojo Satoru and said.

"Oh! That's a sword from the Heian period. Tsurumaru also stayed in the Sanjo family," Gojo Satoru frowned at this point, and suddenly approached Tsurumaru, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled. Say, "That means we were one family 500 years ago!"

"Oh!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "So you were the one who said to exterminate his family an hour ago, right?"

"Please don't mess around, Mr. Gojo!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga said that he was not familiar with the guy who coveted his master.

"Don't be so serious, Tsurumaru." Gojo Satoru shrugged and smiled innocently, "It's inevitable that men like to play cool when they fight!"

"Then what about this one?" He tilted his head, looking curiously at California Qingguang.

"I, California Qingguang."

"It's the sword of Souji Okita." Gojo Satoru touched his chin and said, "Speaking of which, why are the shikigami around Ms. Xing all swords?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled meaningfully and raised his eyebrows, "It turns out Mr. Gojo hasn't learned about this yet."

"Yeah!" California Qingguang answered seriously, bending his braids, and said lightly, "After all, I'm just a customer I've met a few times."

"Oh, it's really..." Gojo Satoru was a little troubled in his heart. Miss Xing's shikigami was not as gentle as hers at all, but if she did anything because of such a trivial matter, Miss Xing would be unhappy, so as a mature My lord, Gojo Satoru decided to forgive these old guys.

Gojo Satoru sat on the high chair in front of the counter, and was troubled for 5 minutes. The young man, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, shrank his body in a small chair, with his head resting on the cold counter, neither smiling nor talking. When it's time, it's like a mushroom.

The kind-hearted Qingguang glanced at Gojo Satoru, suddenly felt that Mr. Gojo's appearance was a bit pitiful, and wondered if Mr. Gojo was beaten cruelly?Just when I was thinking about whether to go up and say a few words of comfort.

Mr. Gojo raised his head, his eyes fell on his face with precision, and he asked with a smile, "Qingguang, does your master have a stable boyfriend?"

Seeing his confident and flirtatious appearance, Kaka Qingguang thought, the blow or something is completely an illusion for this gentleman.

He wouldn't be so kind as to tell Wujo Satoru about his master's love life.

"Go and ask yourself, I won't tell you." California Qingguang snorted softly and walked into the kitchen.

Gojo Satoru propped his chin, looked through the curtain opened by the clear light, and could vaguely see the slim figure of a woman, with her long hair pulled up, revealing a slender and fair neck, but as the door curtain fell, Gojo Satoru could not see at all When he arrived, he could hear her voice.

Whisper softly, like the slight trembling of the branches and leaves when the spring breeze blows through the treetops, you can imagine her smiling expression when she speaks, and the shallow dimples on her cheeks. With such associations, Gojo Satoru can feel something in his heart. It seemed to be collapsing softly.

What a headache!Gojo Satoru lowered his legs from the bar of the chair and let out a long sigh.

The scent from the kitchen poured into his nose, he sniffed it like a cat, with a happy smile on his face, and shouted inside, "Miss Xing, for me, even if it is It doesn't matter if you put more cream!"

"Yeah, I understand!" The person inside replied with a smile.

Ten minutes later, Fuyukawa Yuki handed the packaged Kikufuku to Gojo Satoru and sent him to the door.

Before she could turn around and look back, Gojo Satoru was standing on the steps a few steps lower, and suddenly called out to her.

"Anything else?" She looked at him gently and smiled.

"Excuse me, Ms. Xing, do you have a stable boyfriend?" He asked while standing under the steps, with one hand in his pocket and the other a wrapped gift box.

Xing was stunned for three seconds, then shook his head, "Not yet."

"So, can you be my girlfriend?" After he finished speaking, he stood where he was, smiling and waiting for her answer.

Although it was not the first time she encountered such a sudden confession, after hearing Gojo Satoru say such words, her brain froze for 30 seconds, and her pretty face couldn't hide her surprise.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Gojo serious?" Under such circumstances, even Xing has a lot of desire to complain, is he serious?Mr. Gojo?How many women have you said this to? ? ?

"Of course I'm serious!"

Looking at your smiling face, I don't feel it at all.

Xing took a deep breath and looked seriously at Gojo Satoru's face, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gojo, such a request is too sudden for me."

"Really?" Gojo Satoru's entire face collapsed, and the sad breath almost overflowed from his body. The two just looked at each other for a few seconds, and then Gojo Satoru asked again, "So, fortunately, please tell me How can I pursue you?"

Xing sighed lightly, looked at him tenderly and helplessly, "At least, before confessing next time, please take off the blindfold."

"Whether it's for that girl..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Okay~"

The man under the steps took off one of the blindfolds, revealing the blue eyes that had been washed with water, looked up at her, and smiled softly.

"Then, goodbye, Miss Xing."

"……goodbye."

Xing looked at Gojo Satoru's back, shook his head helplessly, and returned to the dessert room.

When she was busy, the mobile phone in her pocket rang suddenly, she took out the mobile phone, and the phone showed that it was Jing Wu.

"Jingwu, what's wrong?"

"I told you about the blind date before. I can't hold back this time. My mother has arranged a blind date banquet for you. She should call you later."

"Hey, it's a little sudden," she chuckled, and decided to accept the reality, "But since Aunt Saori made the decision, there's no way I can refuse it."

"You really can think about it," Keigo Atobe laughed softly, "But I think it will be the type you like."

"Huh?" There was a smile in Dong Chuanxing's words, and he followed his words and asked in a gentle voice, "Can you remind me more thoroughly, Jing Wu."

"Seijuro of the Akashi family, have you heard of it?" After Keigo Atobe said the name, the opposite party was silent for a few seconds, and it took a long time for the opposite party to reply, "Of course I heard about it. "

"Ah?" Keigo Atobe on the other end of the phone chuckled, teasing, "Is there something wrong with you?"

"Well, because Akashi-kun is so popular, even someone like me, who doesn't often attend banquets, knows his name. I would be surprised to hear that the blind date is such a proud man of heaven. It's unbelievable."

Keigo Atobe chuckled, "Ah, let's make time tomorrow Saturday, and I'll send someone to pick you up then."

After hanging up the phone, Fuyukawa Yuki held the phone, looked at the busy traffic outside the window, and once again felt the inconceivable fate.

In the summer when she was 17 years old, in the countryside thousands of kilometers away from Tokyo, she once had a brief encounter with that Akashi-kun like a flower in a mirror.

The author has something to say:

In order to write about the squad leader, I added a little basketball. I think you guys can't imagine what kind of squad leader the next chapter is!

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