Chapter 82 Cherish the color
The most tragic thing in the world is that you love her, but she thinks you love him.
Having known this red-haired girl for so many years, Satoru Gojo always felt that there was something wrong with her brain circuitry, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Tonight, he knew.
If a cat likes you, it will expose its most vulnerable and soft belly to you. If a cat likes you, it will unconsciously put its eyes on you from time to time. If a cat likes you, it will act coquettishly and cutely with you.
He's made it so obvious to a cat, Yayoi actually thinks he likes his best friend? !
what's the situation? Does he look so gay? !
Satoru Gojo: Cat's grievance jpg.
Satoru Gojo deliberately imitated the actions Yayoi would do when he was unhappy. He puffed up his cheeks. He looked at her, the boss looked unhappy, and the bright eyes of the sky shone with the brilliance of the stars.
More like a big unhappy cat.
"Yayoi." Satoru Gojo suddenly called her name.
Just a name.
It was obviously just a name, just a name, but it frightened her to death, and she subconsciously retracted her legs under the table under the chair.
When her name came out of his mouth, there was a feeling that made her want to turn around and run away immediately, but her legs were out of control, her muscles were so tight that they were almost trembling, and the language center of her brain seemed to be paralyzed. She was now alone. No words can come out.
The tide-like night filled this classroom, and the melodious chirping of insects rose and fell in the silent night.
I had never thought that being kissed could be so deadly.
Looking up for a moment, Yayoi met those beautiful eyes.
She always thought Satoru Gojo's eyes were very beautiful, with round pupils and cat-like eyes. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly and curved like a crescent moon, like a big coquettish cat.
The cat’s fur is soft and the cat’s eyes are so beautiful.
Yayoi's head was dizzy. The big cat sitting opposite her seemed to like her extremely nervous look. He stood on the table with his chin in one hand and looked at her with interest, his long eyelashes Like cherry branches covered with snowflakes.
What should you do at this time?
"I like you." The big cat sitting opposite her bent its six beautiful blue eyes and smiled slyly. The beautiful eyes were as calm as the windless sea, and the turbulent emotions were concealed in the calm eyes. Next, "I like you so much."
Someone forcefully threw a boulder into the calm lake water, causing a raging splash of water.
--I like you.
What should you do at this time?
"I like little red hair with red hair. I also like cats with little red hair. I like silly little red hair." Satoru Gojo spoke unhurriedly, every word, every syllable, He said it melodiously and with a long ending, "I also like a little red-haired guy named Yayoi."
The cat, which likes to tease people, holds its chin, its six pale blue eyes, and its gaze is lingering.
…
My head was dizzy, the things in my cognition were shattered, my thoughts were scattered everywhere, and no matter how hard I gathered them, I couldn't bring them back.
Yayoi suddenly remembered that when she was in high school, a boy blocked her in the corridor of the teaching building and confessed to her in front of the men and women coming and going. The men and women who were attracted by the large confession scene all looked at her. She came over and started eating melon and watching the show without any hesitation. The boy who confessed to her turned red as hell.
--I like you.
Maybe different people's confessions have different effects. Yayoi remembers telling the boy calmly, "I don't like you and I don't hate you."
This was true, but the boy was extremely sad.
She would watch TV series, sit in front of the TV, and watch the male and female protagonists quarrel violently after being sweet and sweet, and then continue to be sweet and sweet together.
At first it was just out of curiosity about emotions.
Yayoi remembers that it was March when her sister got married. The sun was clear and the sea was gentle for several days without losing its temper. The ancient sound of the rising and falling tide echoed in the sky, and the cries of seagulls flew over the rolling waves of the sea.
"Sister, why did you marry him?"
The word 'get married' was heard from the maid who helped prepare for the wedding. Yayoi actually didn't understand what 'get married' meant.
"Because I like it."
The sister's eyebrows were crooked when she smiled. The tips of her brows, eyes, and the corners of her mouth all told Yayoi that she was very happy.
The delicate sunshine reflects the soft flowers of the cherry branches, and the wind carries a comfortable warmth.
The sister with soft eyebrows is different from the sister who usually beats her brother-in-law violently.
"Then you like him?" Yayoi sat on the floor of the corridor under the eaves, dangling his feet. "But you always say that he is a fool, an idiot, and a bastard."
In my memory, the person who made my sister angry the most was Hashirama. Although he would give her flowers and throw a big bouquet of chrysanthemums into her face, he would also go to the casino and lose his underwear. He wanted to trouble Sea Urchin Head to redeem him, but when his sister finally dragged him back by his ears, under Sea Urchin Head's eyes of disgust and rejection, he even shouted, "Madara, we'll see you next time."
Her sister was still smiling with crooked eyebrows. Yayoi looked at the cherry blossoms on the branches and then at her sister who had a beautiful smile. He felt that her sister's smile was very much like the spring cherry blossoms blooming in the sunshine in March.
"There's nothing we can do about it." My sister raised her head and touched Yayoi's red hair, which was the same as hers. "Who told me to just like that idiot, idiot, and bastard?"
"Listen carefully, Yayoi." My sister kissed her forehead, "If one day you meet someone who likes you very much, and if you like him too, he may make you angry or make you angry. you are happy."
"Love is a very complicated and contradictory thing. Happiness is accompanied by the risk of pain."
"You have to take your time to experience it."
"You have to work harder, Yayoi." My sister lowered her eyelashes, "This world is unfair to you."
Recalling her sister's hair, it was obviously the same red hair as hers, but she felt that her sister's red hair was much more pleasing to the eye than her own. Her sister's hair was like the cherry blossoms blooming in the sunshine in March, beautiful and gentle, she Her hair always reminded her of the color of blood.
With an ambiguous explanation, Yayoi's understanding of liking is still vague.
Yayoi was the same in the past, and Yayoi is the same now, with the same incomprehension and confusion.
…
——Why do you like me?
Yayoi is a little confused.
There are always some people who will hint to her in subtle ways that you will never be lovable wherever you go, because you were born not to exist.
She also acquiesces to this fact, but she can't help but long for something contrary to the fact.
Satoru Gojo shattered what she believed to be the truth, and the shattered truth crashed into pieces in her ears, but it made her heartbeat.
…
Satoru Gojo watched helplessly as Yayoi stood up from his seat, ran out and knocked over several chairs and two tables in the classroom, then ran out of the classroom and disappeared in the blink of an eye. .
Satoru Gojo looked at the empty chair in front of him. Yayoi stood up too much and knocked the chair over. The chair that was overturned was spread pitifully on the ground.
The soft moonlight fell from the dome, and there were dark shadows underfoot.
——As expected, he still ran away.
Satoru Gojo thought dully, got up, slowly lifted up the tables and chairs that Yayoi knocked down one by one, straightened them, and then slowly walked to Yayoi's seat and sat down.
He cupped his chin and looked at the empty podium. The cold moonlight was falling obliquely, and fine dust was floating in the air.
Why did you run away?
Satoru Gojo held his chin, tilted his head, his brows were knitted into knots, his eyes passed over the clean ceiling, past the dark blackboard, and then towards the lush trees outside the window.
——The atmosphere is obviously very good.
The big white cat raised his hand, rubbed his lips a few times with his fingertips, and then smacked his mouth twice.
——Well, it’s a bit like orange soda-flavored jelly.
Satoru Gojo thought hard for a while and decided to dig out the red hair and try it again.
Satoru Gojo made a strategic decision and walked out of the classroom door. He turned a corner and met the gray fox frozen at the door.
"Huh?" Satoru Gojo took back his raised long legs.
The gray fox came back to his senses and let out a 'wow', which made people feel sad and angry. He dragged his big tail and took two steps back warily.
——Don’t come over.
Satoru Gojo bent down and narrowed his eyes like a dangerous big cat.
"You're almost there, right?" Satoru Gojo smiled.
The gray fox opened his eyes wide, and a chill ran up his spine, one by one.
"There are snakes out and about at night." Satoru Gojo touched his chin, his round cat eyes narrowed, "Fox-chan, it's almost time to go back to find Yuji."
"Don't let me see you in Yayoi's room." Satoru Gojo straightened his body, bent his eyes, the blue-eyed cat raised his head, looking like I am the best in the world, and the majestic look made him The gray fox wanted to leave a paw print on his beautiful face.
"Otherwise, I will take you to be sterilized." Maomao smiles jpg.
The gray fox felt a chill in his heart. He watched the big white cat leaving leisurely, and silently lit a candle for Yayoi in his heart.
Based on his knowledge of Satoru Gojo, if he doesn't find Yayoi tonight, this guy won't give up.
…
If someone else were playing hide and seek with Satoru Gojo like this, he would find him out in a few seconds. However, when the person playing hide and seek is Yayoi, it would be a bit of a headache.
Satoru Gojo traveled through most of the college, from the faculty and staff dormitories to the student dormitories. Yuji Itadori was startled when the white-haired teacher suddenly appeared in the courtyard against the balcony glass.
"Teacher Gojo?" Yuji Itadori was startled and ran over to open the French window. "Don't suddenly appear outside other people's dormitories in the middle of the night! It will scare people to death!"
"Guoba Guoba." Satoru Gojo waved his hand, "Have you seen Yayoi?"
Yuji Itadori was silent for a moment.
"Teacher, this is the men's dormitory." Yuji Itadori said.
It was so late at night, and his sister was not a pervert.
"Oh, it's okay, bye." Yuji Itadori watched helplessly as Satoru Gojo disappeared on the spot.
Yuji Itadori:? ? ?
Flying Thunder God? !
Yuji Itadori: "Wow——"
Satoru Gojo, who has traveled through most of the high schools, is about to break into the girls' dormitory.
The cold full moon is embedded in the dark sky, and the clear brilliance of the bright moon is falling, and the dim starlight is hidden among the clouds and mist.
The flat path paved with stone slabs reflects the warm orange light of the street lamps, and the cool wind carries the sound of rustling grass blades.
Rustling——
The low bushes suddenly trembled, and a furry head protruded from the lush grass, and then a tri-colored kitten emerged, its emerald-green eyes reflecting the thin light.
"mum--"
The little guy raised his head and yawned, showing his pink tongue and pointed teeth.
Satoru Gojo paused.
The tri-colored kitten licked its furry paws, and after looking around with its emerald green eyes, the thin cat stood up on its four legs, raised its tail like a flag, and swaggered past Satoru Gojo. , got into the grass on the side.
Satoru Gojo touched his chin.
Are high school wildcats so arrogant? Why didn't he notice it before?
Satoru Gojo paused and suddenly thought of something.
…
No one at the Conjuring High School in the suburbs keeps a cat, and no one has kept a cat for so many years. However, this does not mean that there are no wild cats. Generally, wild cats have a stronger sense of crisis than domestic cats, and they are also more aggressive. Under normal circumstances, Not too close to humans.
But recently a red-haired cat-loving cat came. She loved cats and made no distinction between domestic and wild cats.
The hillside behind the college is a place where wild cats often hang out. Because it is located on a cliff and has not been built into a teaching place, it has always been left deserted. There are no large beasts and the environment is relatively stable, so it has become a gathering place for wild cats. .
The dazzling lights of the city lit up in the distance. The lights of the modern metropolis in the distance reflected the dark sky. From a distance, they looked like fishing fires lit in the dark night.
Satoru Gojo pushed aside the layers of grass branches and heard the sound of meowing. He followed the sound of meowing and looked over. He saw Yayoi squatting on the ground. If her red hair was not too eye-catching, she would It's no different than a stone stuck in the grass.
The wild cats, which usually ignore people and are highly aggressive, lie on the ground in a mess, waving their fluffy tails and meowing coquettishly and begging for petting from time to time.
The red-haired cat squatting on the ground stretched out her hand from time to time and stroked their soft bellies. Unlike her usual focus on petting the cats, her eyes were a little wandering and she looked a little careless.
Satoru Gojo: "..."
You actually went behind my back to find another cat!
Between the mottled tree shadows, the night was as thick as ink, and the red hair was like a bright bonfire that was quietly lit.
Sensing Satoru Gojo's approach, Yayoi withdrew his hand to play with the cat, hugged his knees and buried himself in the grass, trying to get away with it.
The wildcats perked up their ears when they sensed the approach of others, and invariably focused their attention on the source of the sound.
The big white cat ignored the warning breaths of the wild cats and strutted up to Yayoi who had dug himself into the grass.
"I found you." With a smile on his lips, he bent down and lowered his head.
"You have the wrong person." Yayoi buried his face in his knees and said in a muffled voice, "I don't know you."
"Eh~ Really?" Satoru Gojo squatted down, and Yayoi moved himself, trying to bury himself deeper behind the grass, but his back was pressed against the trunk of a tree.
Yayoi was stunned for a moment, and then a hand passed over her and held on to the tree trunk.
She subconsciously looked up and saw a man holding a tree trunk with one hand, a black eyepatch hanging around his neck, and his eyes shining brightly in the sky.
——There is no way.
"Yayoi hates me?" Satoru Gojo looked down at her.
Yayoi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't hate it."
"Oh~ but Yayoi suddenly ran away, I'm so sad." Satoru Gojo said aggrievedly.
Yayoi saw Satoru Gojo squatting in the grass. His beautiful blue eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist. He was 190+ tall, but squatting on the ground reminded Yayoi of a wronged cat.
"I mustered up a lot of courage." Maomao felt wronged jpg.
One of the two people was squatting and the other was sitting. The squatting person became Satoru Gojo, and Yayoi didn't know when he sat on the grass.
"It's so pitiful." Satoru Gojo hugged himself aggrievedly, "This is my first confession, and my first confession will be severely rejected."
Maomao was so aggrieved that Yayoi felt that he had done something unjust and bastard.
"I didn't reject you." Yayoi bit her lip.
The cat's blue eyes suddenly lit up, like clear and bright gems, shining like stars.
Satoru Gojo grabbed Yayoi's hand and put her hand on his cheek. The warm palm was against the soft skin, and the silver-white hair brushed against the palm of his hand, making Yayoi feel like he was It feels like petting a cat.
"I can jerk off for you. You can jerk off wherever you want." Satoru Gojo blinked his eyes and opened his lips.
...There are big cats to pet.
Yayoi became energetic, and his eyes brightened when he looked at Satoru Gojo.
...is such a good thing?
"It's true." The voice was gentle and affectionate, touching people's hearts.
The pads of the fingers touching his cheek were warm. Yayoi carefully touched his cheek, touched his hair, and lightly touched his long eyelashes.
Gojo smiled softly, stretched out his hand to wrap around Yayoi's soft back, and pulled her into his arms. The tip of his nose was buried in Yayoi's hair. For a moment, his sense of smell was infiltrated by the sweet fragrance of orange soda.
The cat nuzzled her cheek and her skin, like a feline who likes to leave its own scent on its belongings.
"...Gojo?" Yayoi was a little itchy from being rubbed by him, and he called out hesitantly.
Satoru Gojo let go, touched her hair and then her cheek. He moved his fingers and wrapped a few slender red hair around his fingertips. Finally, his fingertips stopped on her cheeks and rubbed them gently.
Yayoi tilted his head and looked at Satoru Gojo in shock.
"I'm not in a hurry~" Satoru Gojo squinted his eyes, his long eyelashes creating a shallow silhouette under his eyes. He lowered his voice and told Yayoi, "We still have a long time."
He kissed Yayoi's forehead and watched with satisfaction as the red-haired girl blushed the same color as her hair.
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