Dating game NPC just wants to break off the marriage

Yigu Yuta found his teacher on the commercial street.

The street was full of people and bustling, Yi Gu took a closer look and found that his teacher was queuing up outside a milk tea shop, and was also studying the menu very intently, his mood suddenly became very complicated.

...How should I put it, it is no surprise that this really seems to be a place where Gojo-sensei would go.

Just half an hour ago, Fukami Ryuki reiterated the fact that they were no longer a fiancée with Gojo Satoru with the most alienated attitude. At that time, Gojo Satoru's expression was unprecedentedly ugly, even if he wiped out the entire coffee shop in the next second, Yigu Youta will not feel strange either.

But unexpectedly, at the end, Gojo Satoru didn't say anything.

He just sat on the sofa with his head down, silent for a while, and then when he raised his head again, a hearty smile appeared on his face again, as if he had cleared his memory during the gap.Then, he casually pointed to the outside, made nonsense that he saw a curse spirit running past, and left the coffee shop in a big way.

Before leaving, Gojo Satoru didn't forget to snatch away all the second plate of donuts served by the store manager, not even food scum was left in the long-awaited chaos.

The eye sockets of the famous detective who lost his snacks one after another immediately turned red, and he was angry.

Although their own unreliable teacher walked away - Zenyuan Maki insisted that this guy actually ran away and refused to face the cruel reality, but as students, they obviously couldn't really leave Gojo Satoru alone.

So after complaining, they resigned to their fate and divided into three groups, going to different places, trying to catch the teacher who had slipped away.

"call……"

Yi Guyou smiled wryly, he didn't expect that he would find the person first.

The business of the milk tea shop is very hot, and the crowd in line is mostly women.

A man over 1.9 meters tall mixed among a bunch of youthful girls, but he didn't feel out of place at all, because when he took off the white bandage and put on a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, the The gleaming childlike face can be used to commit crimes, and some people believe that he is a high school student in the age of seventeen or eighteen.

Seeing this, Yi Guyoutai couldn't help but sighed, calmed down his shortness of breath due to long-term running, and walked slowly.

Before he got close, he heard Wujo Wu Zhangyang's voice:

"Please add three times the sugar...Hey, you heard me right, it's three times... No, I didn't mean to make trouble. If you don't put sugar in milk tea, what is the difference from coffee? Don't use this Just look at me, my teeth are absolutely, absolutely fine!"

Otoko Yuta: "..." I have already been treated as a pervert by the clerk, Mr. Wujo.

Having said that, he still hasn't figured out how the amount of sugar that would be fatal to a normal person, how did Mr. Wutiao manage to eat it without changing his face?

It's a pity that the white-haired sugar monster has a pleasing face, so even though the girls around are all staring sideways at the death special milk tea held in Gojo Satoru's hand, and they all showed horrified expressions, they still couldn't stop the courageous The older girl stepped forward and shyly asked him for a group photo and contact information.

In this regard, Gojo Satoru has always been very talkative, and if he is not in a hurry, he will basically respond to requests, but now, facing the requests of these girls, he just put on a smile and refused directly:

"Sorry, I'm not in the mood today."

Yi Guyou rubbed his arms too much, always felt that Wujo Wutiao had taken the wrong medicine, usually he had this kind of opportunity, didn't he like to show off his charm?

After dismissing the girls surrounding him, Gojo Satoru turned around, fixed on the position of Otoko Yuta, smiled and waved to him, seemingly not affected by what happened before:

"Hey, Yuta, would you like a glass of Wujo teacher's special drink?"

Yi Guyou was too quiet for a few seconds, then politely refused: "No, I want to live a few more years."

So please stop persecuting your students!

……

The teacher and the student were wandering aimlessly on the street. Gojo Satoru was holding the milk tea that he had waited in line for a long time in his hand, but he didn't take a sip. He just kept stirring it with a straw. The almost fake smile finally disappeared bit by bit.

Yi Guyou touched his nose uncomfortably, feeling a bit awkward in the atmosphere.

Too bad, I have to say something at this time, but he has absolutely no experience in comforting a lovelorn... Wait a minute, Mr. Gojo, this situation should be called "broken love", right?

Although to a certain extent, the tragic degree of divorce is much higher than that of broken love.

"That, Mr. Wutiao..." Yi Gu Youtai contemplated for a long time, and then choked out a sentence, "My condolences."

Gojo Satoru: "..." You can really talk.

He almost laughed out of anger: "Youtai, I'm not so fragile yet."

Yi Guyou said sorry dryly.

Seeing that the student he was optimistic about had done something wrong, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet in a panic, Gojo Satoru sighed helplessly. chair to sit down.

Gojo Wu, with long arms and legs, leaned back on the back of the chair, occupying almost half of it. Yi Gu Youtai hesitated for a while, and under his signal, carefully sat on the other side.

"...Youta." After a while, Gojo Wu took a sip of the milk tea and asked flatly, "Do you think I've gone too far?"

"Huh, huh?" Yi Guyoutai's brain was spinning at a high speed, and his intuition told him that this question is very dangerous. If he fails to make a good decision, he may incur retaliation afterwards, so he answered cautiously, "I think bystanders are I'm not qualified to judge, whether it's really too much depends on Miss Fukami's attitude."

After thinking for a while, he added: "Miss Shen Jian doesn't look... not angry, so I think, teacher, there is still hope."

Gojo Satoru: "...Yuta, go back and buy a book to practice the art of speaking."

Yigu Youtai: "...Hey?!"

Gojo Satoru squeezed the space between his brows, and let himself completely slump on the bench, regardless of his image.At this moment, his whole person's momentum appeared extremely gloomy, his eyes behind the sunglasses stared at the sky in a daze, and when Yi Guyou was too restless, he said softly:

"It's because she wasn't angry." That's why he was forced to seriously reflect on whether he really did something wrong.

In more than 20 years of life, Wutiao Wu has provoked people like Guo Jiang Zhiqing, too many to count, and most of them will explode on the spot, trying to beat him up to regain their psychological balance-although almost no one except Xia Youjie It succeeded, but after the anger was vented, they would soon return to their normal appearance and get along with him calmly again.

As for those who didn't get angry on the spot, Wujo Satoru was basically listed as the number one enemy.

Yi Gu Youtai was a little dazed: "Is this not good?"

"It's not good at all, I'd rather Liuyi lose her temper at me." Gojo Satoru let out a chuckle from his throat, raised his hand to cover the lens to block the too harsh sunlight, "I can stand still and let her beat and scold me If she doesn't fight back, if she can't bear to hit me in the face, I can go outside and catch ten or eight curse spirits, beat them half to death, and then give them to her to play with."

Yi Gu Youta had a broken expression on his face: ...Wait, Mr. Wujo, is he serious?Could it be that he really thought this was a good way to coax girls?No way, there can't really be a straight man to this extent, right?

Gojo Wukong didn't pay attention to Otoko Yuta's thoughts, he continued to say in an aggrieved tone: "It doesn't say in the book that the more you treat someone you care about, the more angry you will feel when the other party makes a mistake, but When Liu Yi faced me, she didn't even bother to show her anger."

"...Those false memories were instilled in me by her, and she never denied the title of fiancee."

He clearly saw that Liu Yi had been pampering him, tolerating his nonsense and temptations, he shouldn't have complained, but once this kind of indulgence enjoyed by himself disappeared, it was like a withdrawal reaction, which immediately made people feel uncomfortable all over.

unbearable.

Wujo Wujo poured beans out on his own, regardless of whether Yi Guyoutai could accept the huge amount of information: "She even changed her name——Mr. There will be a sense of distance in such details—”

The voice stopped abruptly, Gojo Satoru withdrew all expressions, and muttered without emotion: "... cruel in another sense."

Yigu Youta, who had no room to interrupt at all: ...Ah, this.

Yuta Otoko, who is a childhood sweetheart with Kimoto Rika and who can be defined as a winner in life, really can't understand the manic psychological activities of a man who is broken in love.

Help, if only Maki was here, at least I could give Gojo Satoru a punch in time, maybe I could wake up the white-haired teacher who was stuck in a super low pressure, he really, really, is not good at talking about broken relationships ah!

……

Zenin Maki, who is missed by Otoko Yuta, is sitting in the whirlpool coffee shop, enjoying afternoon tea.

She wasn't interested in the whereabouts of that bastard Wutiaowu, anyway, he couldn't kill herself, so after walking around outside, she let go of it openly and came back with the dog coiled spine.

At this time, Maki lowered her head and exchanged messages with Mingming.

[Mingming: Maki, is your news reliable, that guy in Wutiao was really dumped? 】

【Maki: I'm right there, what do you think? 】

Prior to this, Maki had just opened the communication group within the high school, and publicized the great event of the day with embellishment, and of course, immediately caused an uproar in the group.

One more thing, with the unanimous support of everyone, Wujo Wu is the only one in the group.

[Mingming: ... This person, who was anonymously showing affection on the magician forum a few days ago, was slapped in the face so quickly, I admire him. 】

[Maki: I was completely hit, and now even the shadow of the person is gone, I hope she is hiding in a corner and crying bitterly. ... Tsk, it would be worth it if I could see that bastard crying with his own eyes. 】

【Mingming: Maki, send me your current location. 】

[Maki:? ?Why? 】

[Mingming: Several people paid a high price to buy it. I hope to rush to the scene to watch the expression of the strongest lovelorn. For the sake of the information you provided, we are four or six points. 】

Maki: ...No, that's okay too?

Gojo Satoru is simply the code of wealth in the new era!

Just as they were chatting, the store manager came over with a tray and handed them desserts and black tea: "These are all made by Ms. Fukami herself, so they are all free. Please enjoy them with peace of mind."

The freshly baked dim sum is still steaming, and it looks very good. Just by looking at it, you can tell that the taste must be good. Maki put away her phone, looked at it, and said with a smile: "It's a pity, such a delicious dim sum, some idiot is perfect missed."

The store manager smiled and said: "Miss Fujian is surprisingly good at cooking. When she asked me to borrow the kitchen, I was a little worried because she looks like a pampered lady."

The store manager looked back at the kitchen, and saw that Ryuki was still busy inside. As a necessary tool to stabilize her body, Osamu Dazai naturally followed, and at this time he was fighting with Edogawa Ranpo for other food.

Seeing that Liu Yi had just brewed the tea, when he looked back, he found that Luanbu had already filled his mouth, his cheeks were bulging like a little hamster, he quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it over, worried: "Luanbu Sir, you don't have to be so anxious, I can still do it if it's not enough."

It was Ranpo who asked her to make sweets by herself.

"This is the commission fee paid to the detective!" That's what he said.Seeing Liu Yi, he didn't bother to think about why he could deduce that he knew how to cook.

After tasting the fifth sweet, Ranpo's eyes narrowed in satisfaction.

"Super delicious!" Ranpo never hesitated to praise snacks, because he ate very happily, so he said to Fukami Ryui in a good tone, "You still have a lot of questions that you can't understand, that annoying one The guy is gone, so you can keep asking—this time in return for a snack."

Seeing Liu Yi stunned, he couldn't help laughing: "Are all famous detectives this good?"

Ranpo said naturally, "No, it's just me."

"Then, Mr. Detective, can you tell me what I am?" Shenjian Liuyi asked calmly, as if she didn't think there was any problem with describing herself this way, "Is it just a string of data, a line of code, or , am I a real human?"

Ranpo was silent for a few seconds, which was rare.

Osamu Dazai, who was leaning against the counter, showed an interested expression. Seeing that Ryui was going to work, he put his hand on Ryui's shoulder instead, and the distance between the two inevitably narrowed.

"Ah, if the answer you get is that Miss Fukami is not human, will you be disappointed?" Dazai Osamu's kite eyes floated with a shallow smile, intentionally or unintentionally, he leaned a little closer in the direction of Fukami Ryui .

Shenjian Liuyi thought about it carefully, and shook his head: "No. Rather, I would be surprised if I were a human being. After all, I have always thought that I am just a virtual data."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes: "That's right."

Finally, Luanbu spoke, and he rarely showed an extremely serious expression: "The information you provided is not much, and I can only deduce a general direction. Have you heard of the carrier of Huangba's vomiting?"

Osamu Dazai's eyelashes twitched slightly.

"The legendary successful example of artificially implanting abilities - your situation should be very similar to his." Luanbu added.

Seeing that Liu Yi's common sense is extremely lacking, of course she can't understand.

But Osamu Dazai understood instantly, his smile slowly disappeared, and he said a few words calmly: "That is to say, the experimental subject?"