Gojo-sensei has something to say Ch. 98

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Chapter 98 White tonight

Tokyo's climate is a typical monsoon climate. After the rainy season, the temperature rises crazily. The end of July to August is the sunniest time in the entire summer.

This is the conclusion reached by Yayoi after returning to Tokyo for more than ten years. Even in a leafy suburb, the chirping of cicadas hidden among the rich green shades is so loud.

In the ancient and dense forest, huge ancient trees rise from the ground. The rich green color fragments the sky. After being filtered, the bright sunlight hits the neat tiled ground mottledly.

The temperature today reached thirty-six degrees Celsius.

She was not very surprised. The weather forecast last night told her that the temperature would rise sharply today. From the end of July to August, if her memory is correct, the temperature in Tokyo during this period will reach its highest peak of the year.

The weather forecast came from the old-fashioned radio she dug out of a corner last night.

In 2018, it is no longer fashionable to rely on the radio to listen to the weather forecast. In comparison, smartphone apps are more convenient and popular.

But many times, people have a different feeling for old things.

She also couldn't figure out why she took this old thing with her when packing her things. Maybe she wanted to know if the radio was broken. After all, considering her age, this small radio was several years older than Yuji Itadori.

Yayoi took out the battery from the drawer, stretched out the antenna, and pressed the switch. Noisy noises started to sound. Yayoi tuned to the appropriate channel. The soft and smooth voice of the weather forecast anchor came from the old-fashioned radio. Maybe it's because of his age, but there's also a rustling noise mixed in with it.

When Satoru Gojo walked out of the bathroom with a towel on his head, he saw Yayoi sitting on the smooth floor under the bed playing with the radio with a towel on his head. His legs were bent, and his loose pajamas made his figure become thinner under the fabric, revealing The white thighs and slender calves, the red hair that no longer dripped, slid down the shoulders and dropped to the waist, making the skin whiter and more delicate, and the skin that was soaked by water vapor was still glowing with a light red.

"A tape recorder?" He saw the old tape recorder in Yayoi's hand.

Satoru Gojo sat on the tatami next to Yayoi. The soft towel on his head was pulled off and hung around his neck. His hair, which had been soaked by water, hung down obediently, with water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair and dripping down his neck. Taking advantage of his long hands and long legs, he pulled the person into his arms with smooth movements. He pressed his chin against the top of Yayoi's wet hair and rubbed it twice.

The radio continued to broadcast tomorrow's weather forecast, its steady voice mixed with rustling noises.

Yayoi touched the faded shell of the radio. The radio was as flat as a square box. There were a few cracks hanging on one corner. He vaguely remembered that they were caused by knocking it from the table to the ground. When he picked it up, he found that there were more cracks on it. There were a few cracks, but fortunately only the exterior was damaged, while the internal wiring and electrical panels were not affected.

"You're getting older."

The radio was broadcasting the weather forecast for the next day. Yayoi changed several channels and finally stopped at a live report of a football match. The commentator's generous explanation was mixed with noise, which resounded in the room.

"The old radio." Satoru Gojo closed his eyes, put his arms around Yayoi's waist, and pressed his chin on the top of her hair. He was in a charging state. When he heard Yayoi's voice, his thin eyelids moved, "From home. Brought here?”

Yayoi knew that by 'home' he meant her home in Saitama Prefecture.

"Brought here from Saitama Prefecture." Yayoi lowered his eyes and showed a shallow and imperceptible smile, "To be more precise, he brought him from Tokyo to Saitama Prefecture, then from Saitama Prefecture to Sendai, and then from Sendai. Back to Tokyo."

Yayoi felt the chin on the top of her hair rub twice and then stopped moving.

Satoru Gojo raised his eyelids, "Hey~ Yayoi used to live in Tokyo."

I vaguely remember that Yayoi lived in Tokyo before moving to Saitama Prefecture to attend junior high school, and then moved to Saitama Prefecture with his mother.

Because of his mission, Shoko went through the records about the Kawabata family in the Kawabata family's high school more than ten years ago. He and Suguru Geto used coercion and inducement to assist the supervision and retrieve the files about the Yayoi family. Both parents were ordinary people. Mrs. Haruna lives in a small town in Saitama Prefecture. When she was in elementary school, she was sent to Tokyo to live with Yayoi's grandfather. She left her hometown where she grew up for more than 20 years and never came back except for her grandfather's funeral. More than ten years ago.

"Yayoi's father is still here."

The tombstone standing in the sunshine pouring down from the spring branches appeared in my mind.

The initial reason for returning to her hometown was because her husband and wife had a bad relationship and divorced. Then she realized that she didn't have much time left, so she returned to her hometown with her daughter to support her, and she had no intention of leaving again.

The hand holding the radio paused, Yayoi turned his head, raised his chin, and pulled out a graceful curve on the side of his neck, like a swan lifting its neck, and his red eyelashes were clearly visible.

"'Dad' is still here." Yayoi said, "I haven't seen 'Dad' for a long time."

Satoru Gojo closed his eyes, his delicate eyelashes were as soft as pure white dove feathers, and there was a shallow silhouette under his eyes. He rubbed the top of Yayoi's soft and moist hair again.

"Don't want to see him?" Satoru Gojo half-lidded his eyelashes and said intentionally or unintentionally.

Based on his understanding of Yayoi, if she wanted to see her father, she would never react like this.

"I don't want to," Yayoi said, "It's not necessary."

Surprisingly indifferent.

In fact, Yayoi's attitude towards things that cannot be seen by her can be said to be indifferent. This is the unconscious arrogance in her bones.

Satoru Gojo smiled, and his wet hair swept across Yayoi's neck. The secreted water droplets fell into the wide collar, and there was a cold touch on the skin. Only then did Yayoi realize that this guy's hair was still dripping. water.

Yayoi turned around and pulled off the towel from Satoru Gojo's neck, covered his head with the towel, and asked him to sit down. The white cat sat on the tatami obediently, letting Yayoi's hands fiddle with his head and wipe it for him. Hair, purring comfortably.

The spellcaster's schedule is chaotic. In her free time when she has no tasks, Yayoi still likes to maintain a normal schedule. After drying her hair with a hair dryer, Yayoi looked at the white cat crawling onto her bed with sluggish movements. Deeply confused.

"Don't you have your own room?" Yayoi asked his soul.

"But it's so dark, I'm afraid of the dark." His pale blue eyes were covered with a thin mist of water, and the white cat lay pitifully on the bed, looking at her aggrievedly.

"You are a conjurer."

People are afraid of the dark, partly because the world after nightfall is filled with a lot of unknowns, unknown natural phenomena, unknown creatures, and some supernatural phenomena, such as ghosts.

People who are afraid of the dark are likely to be afraid of ghosts.

But in this world, the person who should not be afraid of ghosts is now telling her that he is afraid of ghosts.

"It's so lonely sleeping alone." Most of his head was buried in the quilt, revealing a fluffy white top of hair, pitiful, like a lonely and pitiful big cat.

Yayoi: "..."

"I'm so sleepy." A very pitiful face appeared from the quilt, "Tomorrow I have to deal with a super boring old man, so I need enough time to rest."

Yayoi: "..."

Yayoi thought about Satoru Gojo's extremely poor sleep quality and extremely short sleep time, and his conscience ached severely.

After the lights went out, a flood of darkness flooded into sight, the curtains were half-closed, the midnight chirping of insects continued, and the neatly cut moonlight hit the smooth floor.

The white cat with long legs and long hands pulled Yayoi's waist, its warm breath lingered in the quilt, and its heart beat rhythmically against the eardrums like a drum.

Yayoi looked at the familiar ceiling and thought that next time, he must let Satoru Gojo sleep in his room. He is already a twenty-eight-year-old adult cat and must learn to sleep alone.

The super boring old man that Satoru Gojo is talking about is Yoshinobu Rakugandera, the principal of Kyoto Magic High School. The rotten orange that Satoru Gojo hates the most. The bohemian Satoru Gojo can't deal with the conservative old man, and the stubborn old man can't stand it either. The unruly Satoru Gojo.

Today is the meeting of the exchange meeting. Before the start of the exchange meeting, the principal of Kyoto School went to Tokyo School to meet with Principal Yaga to discuss related matters.

He said he wanted to meet a boring old man, but Satoru Gojo's attitude was quite casual. He was still in the mood to lie down in bed in the morning and wished he could stay in bed, moaning and pulling on Yayoi.

Satoru Gojo doesn’t want to see the old man, and Yayoi doesn’t want to see the old man either. Although the principal of Kyoto school will not cause trouble on the surface, even so, it is undeniable that the affairs of the juvenile hall are planned by senior officials, and the principal of Kyoto happens to be a member of the magic circle. To them, killing Yuji Itadori is no different from exorcising a curse. If there is any meaning in his words today, Yayoi is worried that he will beat him up.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to go." Satoru Gojo said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I am the strongest."

Yayoi shook his head, super serious, "Then what if he bullies you?"

The white cat sat up straight, straightened his back, held his head high, and was full of energy. He looked like I was super strong, "Don't worry, I am the strongest, and the strongest will not be bullied."

"I'd better go with you." Yayoi thought for a moment and spoke again, "I can beat people who you can't beat."

"I didn't participate in the magician rating." She added at the end, "I can hit him, but he can't hit me. I'm still an ordinary person. If a magician hurts ordinary people, he will be sentenced."

Satoru Gojo: "..."

He really didn't expect this.

Satoru Gojo looked at the honest-looking Hongmao with complicated eyes, and his mood was also complicated. Why didn't he notice it before? The little Hongmao was a hidden natural black, so dark that he didn't even know it.

"Get up." Yayoi looked serious.

"No, just wait a little longer..." Satoru Gojo fell down between the soft bedding again. After moving twice, he lay motionless like a salted fish.

Satoru Gojo, who had a very casual attitude, went to the basement to teach Yuji Itadori Taijutsu as usual and how to control magic power. According to Satoru Gojo, Yuji Itadori's reaction nerves are very good, and his reaction ability is better than Maki, but the magic power output is compared to It's a bad habit to react a beat slower, but it can't be said to be useless. Based on the fact that the magic power is half a beat slower, the 'Jing Ting Fist' was developed. After the punch is struck, the magic power is released. The blow followed closely and was considered a double attack.

Yayoi went to do special physical training for four first- and second-year students and a Panda.

The loud chirping of cicadas shakes the green leaves off the branches, and the sunlight pouring down from the branches creates neat spots of light on the floor tiles.

The two first-year students went to run errands for the second-year seniors. Panda was a little worried. Today was not only a meeting between the principals of the two schools, but also a good time for two well-known troublemakers from the Kyoto school to find trouble.

"Tōtō and Zhenyi." The black and white round man stretched out his small claws and scratched his furry chin.

The principal of Leyan Temple who came with people would not make things public. He had his own position, but the same could not be said for these two young and energetic young people. The meeting had nothing to do with the students. The fight between the students Trouble is also a matter between students, and the government will basically not interfere in students' private affairs.

"Mai?" Yayoi accurately caught the name that was similar to Maki.

Maki Zenin pursed her lips, "My sister."

"Maki is my sister." Unexpectedly, Yayoi's smile was extraordinarily gentle, and sunlight like gold foil fell into her slightly narrowed amber eyes.

"What's so surprising about this." Maki Zenin pouted, but couldn't help scratching her face with her hands. The always cool girl looked a little shy.

"I also have a sister." Yayoi unconsciously stretched out his fingers and twisted them around a strand of red hair. The red hair twirled and entwined around his white fingers.

"Huh? Doesn't Yayoi only have one younger brother, Itadori?" Pangda couldn't help but speak. As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he shouldn't say this. Yuji Itadori was already 'dead'.

Maki Zenin took the stick and poked the panda's soft butt with crazy eyes indicating that he had said the wrong thing.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Panda, who knew he had said the wrong thing, clasped his hands together and apologized sincerely.

Yayoi didn't realize the reason for Panda's apology and subconsciously said it didn't matter.

She knew that Zhenyi was Maki's sister, but she didn't know who Todo was or what he looked like.

After briefly chatting with the second grader, her cell phone rang. After receiving a message from Satoru Gojo, she separated from the second grader to find Satoru Gojo.

When passing by the canteen, Yayoi saw a sea urchin head flying out of the canteen from a distance.

Yayoi:? ? ?

Yayoi recognized the sea urchin head as Megumi Fushiguro, who was running errands at the canteen with Nobara Kugisaki, and then, an orangutan slowly walked out of the canteen.

Yayoi looked at Megumi Fushiguro with a wound on his face, and then at the tall orangutan standing tall, and realized.

——The orangutans invaded Tokyo Magic High School, and the orangutans who invaded Tokyo Magic High School even beat up Megumin!

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