In Gojo Satoru's vision, he actually didn't plan to reappear in front of Fukami Ryui so soon.

Of course, the premise of this idea is that "Gojo Satoru himself temporarily disappears in Fukami Ryui's sight". After all, Fukami Ryui's resistance to him was too obvious before. As for the places out of sight...that's another story up.

Forcibly resisting the sense of presence in front of Shenjian Liuyi is already hard enough for him, and it would be too inhuman to not even allow a little indulgence in private.

Gojo Satoru thought about it, he must give Liu Yi a period of adaptation, anyway, he has successfully returned to the high school, and he can take his time in the future, isn't it boiled frogs in warm water, which he is super good at.

But the so-called plan is used to break.

Now, after the high school teacher who was chasing the students all the way to beat him up and beat him up, caught off guard by Fukami Liuyi's surprised gaze, his brain immediately went blank for a moment.

Oops.

The white-haired conjurer still had an excited smile on his lips. Because he was too absorbed in beating people, his whole body smelled of madness. It seemed that everything was abnormal, and the distorted aura around him was simply He can make those who see him shy away.

In the next second, Gojo Satoru realized that his expression seemed a little scary at this time, so he immediately restrained his overly arrogant smile, and his brain started spinning at high speed.

It's not good, because he was too involved just now, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to whether there were other people around, and Yuta was really, couldn't he fly in another direction, and just fell in front of Liu Yi...

Unreliable teachers completely ignore the fact that they are kicking people away.

Originally, according to the original plan, Gojo Satoru hoped to let Fukami Ryuki, whose memory was confused, let go of her guard against him, and then show up in her best image when she no longer resists so much.

But now it's all messed up.

But it doesn't matter, it can be remedied, let him think about it... What did Qihai say back then?

Oh yes, I remembered that when facing the opposite sex you like, you can't be blindly impulsive, even if you pretend to be a gentleman.

Glasses...he had them in his pocket. Fortunately, he carried a pair with him, a high-end customized version. He asked Yidizhi for his opinion when he tried them on before, and the feedback he got seemed to be good, because Yidizhi was so shocked that he couldn't speak at that time. It was vivid in his memory—ha, he knew, what decorations would look bad on his face?

Suit... I don't have time to go back and change. The shirt I'm wearing should be okay, but it's more casual. And when I came out of Liuyi's room, the back of the clothes was wet with sweat because of the high body surface temperature. A little embarrassed.

Qihai said that it would be disrespectful if the clothes are baggy, and it is best to take care of them meticulously, even the buttons must be buttoned to the top... Tsk, it is too much trouble, besides, he is really hot now, sweating so much , especially after seeing Liu Yi, the memories of the two of them staying in the stuffy bed together half an hour ago flooded back.

Really, blowing cold air is completely useless.

And the hair... When he was fighting with Yuta just now, his hair may have been a little messy, but it shouldn't matter. Ryui praised his hair color before, so he probably doesn't care too much about the hairstyle.

It took five seconds to take a quick look at himself, Gojo Satoru tidied up his shirt, put on the gold-rimmed glasses, and felt that there was nothing missing, and then instantly changed into Nanami Jianren's stern expression and non-prescription lenses Finally, those blue eyes restrainedly looked at Fukami Ryui.

After a long while, he lowered his voice and said in a calm tone, "Good morning, see you."

He kept Qihai's advice in mind. It is said that women will hate men who have no sense of distance. Therefore, before confirming that the relationship between the other party and himself has reached above the intimacy line, it is best not to call him by his name directly. He must abide by social etiquette and call his last name politely. .

——Although Gojo Satoru didn't think he was wrong at all, since Nanami fits Ryui's ideal type...then it's not impossible to listen to his opinion.

Seeing Liu Yi was stunned, originally she lowered her head subconsciously, not wanting to look at this person's face, so as not to let her chest tightness and shortness of breath, but when she was called out like this, she even forgot to dodge, she raised her head abruptly, with surprise flashing across her eyes: "...You called me, Fukami?"

Doesn't this person usually call her by her name in a sticky way?Moreover, they can do whatever they want, as if the relationship between the two of them is as close as possible.

At that time, Fukami Ryui, who had attempted suicide, avoided him like a snake and scorpion, and even felt that what he did was like a poisonous snake wrapped around her neck, ready to show her fangs and bite through her blood vessels at any time.

Later, the number of barking became more, and Fukami Liuyi got used to it unconsciously.Therefore, when I first heard this unfamiliar name, I felt a little strange.

It's so strange, did Gojo Satoru take any wrong medicine today?

After hesitating for a while, Fukami Liuyi replied politely: "Mr. Gojo, I heard that you went on a business trip, but I didn't expect you to come back so soon. Thank you for your hard work."

Realizing that Fukami Ryui finally took a good look at himself, Gojo Satoru couldn't help snapping his fingers in his heart.Qihai is quite reliable, so changing the name is really useful.

So, he stabilized his joyful mood and pretended to be indifferent: "It wasn't so fast, it was a total waste... It took me three days and seven hours." He paused, and promptly changed the wording that was too indecent.

In other words, he hasn't seen Liu Yi for at least three days, how can this be called fast?It's terribly slow.

"Besides, it's not very hard work. It's just a super-level curse spirit, three first-level curse spirits, and more than a dozen curse masters. For me, the intensity of this task is probably below the medium level. Don't worry. Gojo Satoru imitated Qihai Jianren's appearance, calmly raised his hand and pressed the side of his glasses, and the corners of his mouth that were often curved were also flattened into a tight straight line at this time, and the four big characters of rigor and seriousness were written all over his body. .

When talking with people, you must maintain an open-minded attitude, don’t be too complacent, and just seek truth from facts——Qihai, who has been promoted to a love strategist, said so, so Gojo Satoru reluctantly abandoned the usual way of showing off, and used the most simple and precise language , lightly poured out the content of his mission.

Very good, Gojo Wu secretly praised his learning ability, which not only showed his strength, but also comforted people, he deserved to be him.

"That's not what I meant... Forget it, please pretend I didn't say it, Mr. Gojo."

Obviously it was just to exchange pleasantries, but he was harassed for a long time on the spot and came back. Seeing Liu Yi, he immediately felt a little embarrassed.Is it her illusion? It always feels like Gojo Satoru is a different person... as if he is trying to deliberately keep a distance, but because of his inexperienced business, he makes it nondescript.

Not only the way of speaking, but also the way of dressing... Fukami Ryui's eyes slipped around and fixed on Gojo Wu's face.

In my impression, this person is either wearing a bandage, or wearing a pair of sunglasses, who always likes to cover up his beautiful blue eyes, but Fukami Ryuki has never seen him wear such gold-rimmed glasses.

Not that it's ugly, but it is, very inappropriate.

It's like wearing clothes that are not the right size, and it always looks indescribably awkward.

Fukami Ryui actually didn't want to stare at him, but Gojo Satoru seemed to be doing it on purpose, and would always fiddle with the new pair of glasses from time to time, making her focus always on them involuntarily, and even overwhelmed the constant tension in her heart. Emerging, the instinctive fear of Wujo Satoru.

After a while, Fukami Liuyi couldn't help but say, "Well, glasses..."

Come, you should pay attention to his changes!Gojo Satoru was refreshed, and he had already begun to think about how to answer in order to better show his integrity. In the end, he heard Fukami Ryui say:

"If the prescription of the glasses is not suitable, it is better to change a pair as soon as possible, otherwise it is easy to hurt the eyes."

Wutiaowu: "..."

He silently put down the hand that kept tossing the glasses.

Although, these words can barely be regarded as concern, but why can't he be happy?

Jia Rui, who was watching his classmate acting coldly, sneered unceremoniously, then turned to Fukami Ryui and said, "Don't pay attention to him, he's just hurt his head."

Where does Gojo Satoru have the confidence to imitate Nanami? It's basically two different painting styles, okay?

Fukami Liuyi nodded obediently.

Gojo Satoru originally wanted to fight back immediately, but when the words came to his mouth, he remembered the character design at this time, reluctantly swallowed the breath, and generously told himself not to be as knowledgeable as Nitrate, but when he saw Fukami Ryuki, he agreed, Immediately feel wronged.

Why is this? Isn't this all shaped according to her ideal type? Why didn't she admit it in a blink of an eye?

The blue sky behind the lens reflects Fukami Ryuki's figure, and the six eyes spontaneously feed back every inch of information to the nerve endings.

She finally changed out of the heavy and cumbersome kimono. The long skirt is beautiful and fits her very well, but the maroon coat on her body is a bit long, and the coat is a little taller than her, and the hem of the coat almost reaches her knees. If she changes into her own The coat... the hem probably would hang down to her calves, and she could easily cover her whole body in clothes with her own taste.

...After coming out of the bedroom, the fire in her heart that had never been completely extinguished showed signs of resurgence.

Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, decent people shouldn't have such thoughts, Gojo Satoru put the tip of his tongue against his teeth, continued to maintain a serious and tidy appearance, and thought casually, but there is no way, it is too difficult for an honest gentleman to do.

Just thinking about it, not breaking the law.

Finally, Fukami Liuyi broke the silence: "Is Mr. Gojo in class?"

She looked at Yi Gu Youta who was half kneeling on the snow.At this stage, being in the same space with Gojo Satoru is still quite stressful for Fukami Ryuki. Even though Gojo Satoru has explained everything to her honestly, she tends to believe that what she experienced in her memory The person who died more than 50 times was not "myself", but there was always a voice in her mind constantly hinting, reminding her to be hostile to Gojo Satoru.

Every time she met Gojo Satoru, this strange voice would come out lingeringly, causing her a headache.So now, let's quickly find an excuse to leave.

"That's right, I'm training him." With her euphemistic mention, Gojo Satoru remembered what he was doing before.

By the way, it seems that Qihai also mentioned that caring for students is also an important cultivation of a gentleman.

Thinking of this, Wu Tiaowu stepped forward with his long legs, walked up to Yi Guyoutai who had been kicked into the snow just now by himself, bent down, and helped him up himself, his movements were extremely gentle, and he did not forget to help him The snowflakes that get on it are shot off.

"I'm teaching this kid all kinds of things. I've disturbed you just now. I'm very sorry." Gojo Satoru patted Otoko Yuta's shoulder, and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with the other hand, kindly Said, "Student Youtai, are you not injured? The teacher may have hit harder just now, but this is all to improve your strength as soon as possible. You can understand my painstaking efforts, right?"

The air was silent for a while.

Yi Gu Youtai clutched his aching ribs, dumbfounded: "Five, Teacher Wutiao?!"

Gojo Satoru, that Gojo Satoru is actually caring for students in a decent way?

In advance, this does not mean that Gojo Satoru is indifferent to the students. On the contrary, Otoko Yuta knows that he is a good teacher and always does his best to help students improve their strengths. However, his teaching methods are usually unique—— In other words, nothing is taboo.

It is common for students to be bedridden for three days in the actual combat class; throwing his own tasks to the students, in the name of practicing true knowledge, while he sat aside, applauding and cheering while eating dessert, he did nothing like this Not guilty; and with Yi Guyou, who has just stepped into the magic world and knows nothing, watched the process of exorcising super-level curse spirits from too close, and suddenly increased the difficulty of the course from elementary school to post-doctorate...

There are countless pieces of piles.

In short, Gojo Satoru's way of caring is really hard for normal people to bear.

Yi Guyou thought too much, anyway, Gojo Satoru would not be so caring to help him up, and asked if he was injured. He would just take pictures of the students' embarrassing photos, saying that they would keep them as souvenirs, and then Youzai leisurely commented on the last sentence - "too weak can't do it, you have to work hard to become stronger".

The contrast between memory and reality is too great, which makes Yi Guyoutai a little confused, he almost blurted out "Teacher, are you okay", but the big hand on his shoulder suddenly pressed down hard calmly, and Yi Gu ate He closed his mouth in pain.

Bones, bones are about to be crushed!

At this time, Yi Guyouta heard Fukami Ryui's gentle voice, which implied worry: "You seem to be sweating... just fell from such a high place, did you sprain your foot? Does it hurt?"

He looked up and found that the fiancee of Mr. Wutiao, the girl, was looking at him with concern in his eyes.

Yi Guyouta opened his mouth, and before he could reply, Gojo Wujo, who was supporting him, replied: "I have a good sense of what to do in class. Youta was just doing strenuous exercise, so I didn't slow down for a while. Just take a break. Is it right?"

The latter sentence was obviously directed at him, and Gojo Satoru was like a nocturnal moth possessing the righteous way at that moment, full of the brilliance of a normal teacher.

Fukami Liuyi asked, "Do you really not need my help?"

Yigu Youtai: "..." Mr. Wutiao's approach is measured, the best joke he heard this year.

"Student Youtai, do you have anything to say?" The devilish voice sounded again, obviously the tone was so gentle and amiable, but it fell into Yigu Youtai's ears, as if urging his life.

For some reason, he has an intuition that if Mr. Wutiao's platform is torn down now, the end will be miserable.

"No, no... Thank you, Teacher Wutiao for your concern, I'm fine, I'm fine." Yi Gu barely controlled his expression, not making his face look too distorted, and replied stumblingly.

Sure enough, hearing him cooperate so much, Gojo Satoru's hand suddenly relaxed a lot.

"A very sensible child, right? He was taught by me." Noticing that Fukami Ryuki's eyes fell on Otoko, Gojo Satoru immediately assumed the demeanor of a loving and reliable teacher, and nodded to her reservedly, He said sternly, "Fujian, you can't control your spell power very well, can you? Because of the mission, I just taught you how to use it briefly, but it is far from enough to fully master this power. "

After a pause, Gojo Satoru was satisfied to see Fukami Ryuki's attention returning to himself again, and his tone unconsciously revealed a little bit of nature, but fortunately he broke it back in time: "Fukami, your age has exceeded The recruitment scope of the college is over, but it doesn't matter, I don't care about those old-fashioned rules, if you need, I can also provide..."

Seeing Liu Yi, it suddenly dawned on her that the improper use of the technique has always been her trouble, so she quickly asked: "It's okay if you can't enroll, but can I be allowed to attend, Mr. Gojo?"

Gojo Satoru: "...Sorry, I have to take care of every student. In order to enrich the content of the class, I devote myself wholeheartedly. I really don't have extra energy for the auditors. I'm not the kind of irresponsible teacher."

Yi Gu Youtai opened his eyes wide.Teacher Wutiao, bragging should pay attention to the basic law anyway. You can tell such a lie if you put your heart and soul into it, as if you are not the one who arrives late and leaves early!

Seeing Liu Yi was a bit disappointed, but she was not obliged to teach her, so she quickly adjusted her mood: "It's okay, if you allow, can you lend me some books on the basics of spells?"

If not, you can learn by yourself.

Gojo Satoru's gentle and decent face had a crack, he gritted his teeth: "I mean, I can provide one-on-one personal training!"

Seeing that Liuyi hadn't made a statement yet, Jiarui Nigzi let out a soft snort, leaned close to her ear, and urged loudly at a volume that everyone present could hear: "If you want to find a teacher, I recommend Qihai, after all... Rather than having a meal replacement, it’s better to go directly to the right owner.”

No matter how Gojo Gojo pretends to be, he won't really become Fukami Ryuki's ideal type of person, but Nanami is different, Nanami is simply tailor-made for this condition.

Seeing that Liu Yi didn't understand, he blinked blankly: "Who is Qihai?"

"My junior, he has no teaching experience, and he is very busy with work, and he will be on a business trip for the next month." Gojo Satoru reacted quickly, and he came up with a call to grab the white, and by the way, he decided the future of Qihai Jianren. The busy schedule of the month, "and Nanami is a staunch supporter of the no overtime principle, he will never agree to increase the extra workload."

As he said that, Gojo Satoru pushed his glasses, and glared at Naruko, who was watching the play.

It's so dangerous, I'm already troublesome enough, but I can't let Qi Hai, the embodiment of his ideal type, appear in front of Liu Yi, it's better to send him away.

Jia Ruozi raised his eyebrows.Wow, it's rare that Gojo Satoru is so "caring" about the younger generation, it's unreasonable not to record it, she will remember to send a copy of the recording to Qihai, thank you.

Gojo Satoru concluded: "So deep, it seems that your choice is only me. Don't worry, I have a lot of experience in education, and I don't object to extra overtime. If you have no objections, we can find a place to run it now. , and strive to officially start classes as soon as possible..."

Yi Guyou raised his hand too weakly: "But Teacher Wutiao, have you forgotten that it will be a practical training class for the first grade..."

Wait, stop pinching his shoulders, it will really break if you go on like this!

"What are you talking about, Yuta-san, how could the teacher forget?" Gojo Satoru still looked like a reliable teacher, and patted Yi Gu's back amiably, "But your reminder still makes me very sad. Touched. In return, Yuta, I will train you well in class."

Yi Guyoutai hugged the long knife in his arms tightly silently. In the icy and snowy world, this magic tool alone provided him with a little warmth.

"In this case, I won't delay your class, Mr. Gojo." Fukami Liuyi tightened her coat and said softly, "I'd better ask Sister Nitzi for advice..."

Before he finished speaking, someone who had been pushed into the snowdrift by Yi Gu Youtai before finally crawled out with difficulty.The black-haired man's complexion was flushed, his eyes were still full of drunkenness, and he didn't seem very sober. He looked around for a while, and when his eyes fell on Shenjian Liuyi, his eyes lit up.

"This beautiful lady who is like a snow elf." Dazai Osamu ran over staggeringly, knelt down on one knee very skillfully, and held Fukami Ryui's hand, blinking his eyes that were tainted by alcohol. Staring at her without blinking, the words she spoke were like an aria, "Would you like to be buried under this snow with me, and go to death together?"

Bone Yutai: "..."

Home into the glass: "..."

It's over, Osamu Dazai has committed the old habit of trying to invite someone to die in love after catching the opposite sex, and it's still in front of him... Iyuri Satoru glanced at Gojo Satoru, who remained motionless, his eyes behind the lens condensed into ice.

It was a gaze that was colder than the cold wind, as if it could freeze the bone marrow of a person.

In order to prevent an extra "corpse" in need of treatment in his medical room for no reason, Jiarui Nigzi moved to Gojo Wu's side and reminded him in a low voice, "You are a gentleman."

gentleman.

Gojo Satoru looked expressionlessly at the black-haired man who was still talking to Fukami Ryuki emotionally, and watched as Fukami Ryuki tried to pull him up from the snow. One piece, it was obvious that Dazai Osamu was messing around, but Liu Yi was still willing to persuade him with nice words.

How could she not be so gentle with herself?

Gojo Satoru reached out and took off the extremely expensive pair of gold-rimmed glasses, broke it casually, threw it aside, then strode over, grabbed Dazai Osamu's belt, and picked him up from the ground.

Fuck his gentleman.

"Ruyi-chan, watch out, this is the first lesson I'll teach you." Seeing Liuyi, Shen Jian immediately realized that the address had changed back again. With less than a hint of decency, "The name of the course is - How to use magic power to make this piece of non-recyclable garbage into a snowman."

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