Chapter 102 In front of Qi Window
A strange yet familiar pain.
The unfamiliar reason is that he has never experienced such pain, and the familiar reason is that this body experiences such pain almost every month.
It is said that after repeating a thing or an action 21 times, a relatively stable habit will be formed. Yayoi's physical fitness is much higher than that of ordinary people, but she cannot avoid the menstrual period that women will have every month.
The swollen lower abdomen was throbbing, and the pain lingered in the abdomen. The pain in the abdomen seemed to spread along the meridians to the brain. I couldn't concentrate, and the brain was numb with pain.
He never imagined that the pain a woman needs to go through every month is so terrible. Compared with it, Toji Fushiguro's knife seemed insignificant.
After taking a hot bath and changing into clean clothes, Yayoi brought him a bowl of brown sugar water and drank it. There was ginger in the brown sugar water, which was a bit spicy. The warm liquid flowed down the esophagus into the abdominal cavity, making him feel warm. Feeling that the pain in his lower abdomen was a little better, Satoru Gojo slapped his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and after humming twice, Yayoi stuffed him into bed.
Dysmenorrhea is a terrible thing, even the white cat who likes to be pretentious can't stand it. As soon as he got into the bed, he rubbed himself against the quilt twice and groaned twice.
"Yayoi." Satoru Gojo blinked, "Do you have this pain every month?"
"Almost." Yayoi said, wearing the shell of Satoru Gojo.
"I didn't know that before." Satoru Gojo muttered, pitifully like a hamster curled up, "It hurts so much."
"...It's weird if you know." Yayoi stuffed a hot water bottle into his abdomen.
The warm hot water bottle made the dull pain in my lower abdomen much better.
"Actually, it's not very painful." Yayoi paused and continued, "If you didn't know the pain, it wouldn't hurt."
Satoru Gojo's brows moved, his eyelashes drooped, the thick eyelashes cast shadows, and the originally bright pupils were dim and unclear, "Don't you know it hurts?"
"Just turn off your pain." Yayoi tucked him in, "If you don't turn off the pain at this time, it will be very troublesome."
As soon as she finished her words, her wrist tightened, and her white and slender hand grasped the wrist, and her closed fingers sank into her skin. She came back to her senses and saw the face of the person opposite became obscure and slightly serious. She never knew she had such an expression on her face.
Satoru Gojo sat up from the bed, and the quilt slid down to his waist. His red hair was scattered on the soft fabric, winding like flowing fire, and his amber eyes were as bright as the aurora of the ice field, beautiful but cold.
The soft sunlight spreads on the smooth floor, and the wind gently stirs the soft curtains.
Satoru Gojo hummed as he crawled over and sat in her arms, "Will it hurt if you don't turn off the pain sensation?"
"It will hurt." Yayoi rubbed his belly politely, and he hummed twice in comfort.
"Then don't turn off your pain next time." Satoru Gojo raised his head and looked at Yayoi, "You are a very important redhead."
If you don't even know where it hurts, your heart will be even more painful.
Yayoi paused for a moment, then she tucked Satoru Gojo into the bed and corrected him seriously, "You are the very important redhead now."
Satoru Gojo blinked his eyes. For the first time, he could observe the world without using six eyes. He did not have to worry about his eyes absorbing a large amount of information. For the first time, he could see a person with normal eyes. Even though the person was the other person, he was now standing against him. Yayoi in his own shell.
The red head arched under the quilt, raised his head, and his cat-like eyes were bent, focusing on his face.
So handsome, as expected of him.
Satoru Gojo: Super confident jpg.
The hot water bottle in my arms was warm, and the quilt was also warm. The two of them chatted endlessly. After their attention was diverted, the swelling and pain in the abdominal cavity also reduced a lot. At this time, the eyelids The fight started, and sleepiness settled on his brows.
His original sleep duration was extremely short. Under normal circumstances, he would be full of energy, but this body made him sleepy more easily than he thought.
In his daze, someone tucked him in and rubbed the soft quilt with satisfaction. He let his consciousness sink and fell into a deep sleep.
Yayoi, who was sitting on the bedside, tilted her head and lowered her eyes to focus on the sleeping person's face. Her own face, with cold white skin, red hair, red eyelashes, and red lips.
When she was in high school, she performed in a stage play. There was a temporary vacancy for one of the stage performers. Yayoi was pulled over to fill in the role. The girl who was putting makeup on her in the dressing room looked at her face from left to right, half envious, half envious. He sighed with jealousy, "Your parents really gave you a beautiful face."
Her face doesn't look like her mother's face, and it doesn't look like her father at all. Her face was given to her by her "mother" Su Jiaye, whom she had never seen in her previous life. She has red hair and red lips. Amber eyes, all.
Yayoi took off the coat hanging on the coat rack, closed the door gently, and exited the room.
She turned around and saw a gray fox with a big tail. The gray fox had smooth fur and drooping dark purple eyes, which looked like a pair of dead fish eyes. He looked at her as if he was looking at a scumbag from a century ago.
Yayoi had a question mark on his face, squatted down, picked up the gray fox with a gentle movement, put it on his arms, and gently touched the fox's soft back.
Geto Fox:? ? ?
The Geto fox who was being masturbated opened his little eyes wide and looked at the face that belonged to Satoru Gojo with a look that could be called frightened.
"Ouch..." Something is wrong with this guy today.
"Don't make any noise." Geto Fox watched helplessly as his best friend, who had always been quiet, showed a gentle expression, lowered his voice, and his warm voice was like a cello being played, "He is sleeping, please keep quiet."
Geto Fox:! ! !
Who is this polite and gentle man? ! Satoru Gojo? ! ! !
It is said that love can make people crazy, but it is not said that love will turn a bitch into a gentle and gentle man? You can still be a human being? !
Geto Fox looked at this guy who had changed so much that he seemed to have jumped directly from the Jurassic Period to the Civilized Era. His eyes were distracted, and the whole fox was feeling bad.
Mom, he's gone to hell! !
Yayoi doesn't understand why a good fox is like this. As long as Satoru Gojo is not around, the Geto fox is carefree. It is obviously a fox but it makes people feel like a retired cadre. Why does it suddenly become dull in her hands? chicken.
Yayoi stretched out his hand and stroked the fox a few times. The fox did not move, and his expression was as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
Yayoi, wearing the shell of Satoru Gojo, hugged the fox and walked out of the dormitory building along the corridor with a puzzled look on his face.
The temperature in downtown Tokyo is much higher than in the suburbs, and the heat wave is mixed with the sound of car horns.
The traffic lights jump and change, stopping at the green light indicating that it is passable. The people passing by on the zebra crossing are like a school of fish traveling together.
Yayoi has a fox on his back, holding a mobile phone in one hand to flip through the map to find the nearest shopping mall. This body habitually puts the other hand in his trouser pocket.
"Ouch." Geto fox's fluffy tail brushed against Yayoi's back, indicating that the light on the other side was green.
Perhaps because there are more people, small animals are naturally wary of unfamiliar things. After entering the urban area, the fox seems a little restless.
Yayoi put the phone in his pocket, touched the fox's furry head, comforted the a little anxious fox, and walked across the zebra crossing.
The Geto fox froze as he was being masturbated. Looking at this familiar doggy face, he became more and more frightened, and his heart trembled. What on earth have you experienced? !
Satoru Gojo is tall and has long legs. He is at a higher altitude than her. He can take two steps ahead of her. It didn't take long for him to reach his destination.
The automatic sensor doors slid open to both sides, the lights hanging from the ceiling cast a bright light, and the wheels of shopping carts passed over the smooth floor.
Before entering, he was stopped by the shopping guide. The red-faced shopping guide told Yayoi that he could not bring pets in.
Yayoi paused for a moment, the gray fox's paws clawing at the clothes on his shoulders and refusing to let go. His deep purple eyes looked at the shopping guide, full of resistance, and his big fluffy tail patted his back anxiously.
"is it not OK?"
Yayoi tilted his head and frowned slightly. Under his sunglasses, his beautiful blue eyes were a little darker.
"No, no, no, yes, yes!" The shopping guide lady, who had suffered a critical blow to her beauty, had her heart beating fast and decisively changed her mind.
"Thank you." Yayoi smiled gently.
Geto fox: "..."
You are OOC, do you know? Out Of Character! Aren't you supposed to be an unreasonable bitch? !
Suguru Geto watched helplessly as the monkey blushed and lowered his head in shame.
Before coming out, Yuji Itadori sent a message saying that he would cook tonight. During the suspended animation, the little tiger stayed in the basement and cooked all the food by himself. Satoru Gojo and Yayoi brought all the ingredients. Megumi Fushiguro would occasionally visit him. In order not to To attract the attention of others, he came relatively rarely and often during rest time at night.
The list of ingredients that need to be purchased today has been sent to the mobile phone. Yayoi holds the mobile phone in one hand and pushes the shopping cart with the other hand. Following the menu, Yayoi selects a few boxes of chicken breasts from the freezer in the frozen food section and throws them in. I picked up a few radishes and a green onion from the vegetable section. On the way, I remembered that Satoru Gojo had said that I was going to eat thick egg-yaki tonight, so I picked a few more eggs.
The way he carefully selects the ingredients makes him look serious and serious.
Geto fox: "..."
What are you going to do? You are obviously not this kind of person!
The ingredients had been purchased and packed, and Yayoi thought that she was currently in the seven-day bleeding week that comes every month, and her inventory happened to be almost exhausted.
The Geto fox, whose outlook on life had been completely refreshed, lay on Yayoi's shoulder, his decadent aura almost materializing. He watched helplessly as "Satoru Gojo" pushed the shopping cart to the daily necessities area, and stepped across the place where shower gel and shampoo were placed. area, stopped in front of the shelf where sanitary napkins were placed.
Geto fox: "..."
Damn you.
Geto, who has not been a pervert with Satoru Gojo for several years, has eyes gradually filled with fear. What are you going to do? You don’t know how to come, aunt, why are you coming to a place like this? Go quickly! Go quickly! He will be regarded as a pervert! Forget it if you are considered a pervert, he should not be forced to be a pervert too!
"There are so many brands." Yayoi said to himself, reaching out and taking out a pink packaging bag, "Just buy the brand you often use."
Geto fox: "..."
WTF? ! What have you been doing all these years?
Why do you, a male creature, have anything to do with sanitary napkins? !
After the bulging packaging bags were thrown in, several more identical ones were thrown in one after another.
"Buy it for next month and use it every month anyway." Yayoi picked up two packs of night supplies and threw them in.
This kind of stuff has a long shelf life, so you don’t have to worry about it expiring if you stock up on it. It also saves you the effort of going to the mall next month.
Yayoi feels that he is really a smart redhead.
Geto fox: "..."
Geto Fox felt that this sentence contained too many elements and he couldn't bear it.
The Geto fox, which was resting on the shoulders of Yayoi, who was wearing a Satoru Gojo shell, was already numb. His big fluffy tail flicked, and a strong sense of world-weariness permeated the fox's small body.
Drop whatever you like.
Just don't meet anyone you know at this time.
"Why are you here?" There was disbelief in the voice, and the other party's voice trembled slightly.
The footsteps stopped a few steps away, and after a familiar voice sounded, the Geto fox's fluffy ears twitched, his big fluffy tail flicked, and he raised his head subconsciously.
This voice...is Utahime, right?
I am really afraid of what will happen.
Geto Fox deeply realized what a mistake he made without reading the almanac when he went out today.
Utahime Iori, who rarely goes out to go shopping, is carrying a bag. She is not wearing the familiar red and white miko uniform that she remembers, but her own private uniform. Her hair is no longer parted into two strands like it was in high school. Neatly packed up, the white hairband was tied into a beautiful and neat knot, and the black hair was spread behind the shoulders.
The most obvious thing is that there is a horizontal scar on the originally fair and beautiful cheek.
Ten years is neither long nor short, but it is enough to change many things.
By some calculation, she is now over thirty.
His temper is still as bad as before.
If the person standing here is Yayoi in her own shell, Utahime Iori will communicate with her in a friendly manner, but if it is Satoru Gojo, Utahime Iori will only think that this person is a pervert.
In the eyes of Utahime Iori, Yayoi, who is wearing the shell of Satoru Gojo, is no different from the dog man Satoru Gojo in terms of appearance, except that he did not wear an eye patch today and wore sunglasses.
After looking past Yayoi and seeing the things in the shopping cart, the other person's eyes changed, and the look in his eyes looked like he was looking at the pervert of the century.
Yayoi's face was full of confusion, and this face looked more and more familiar. After rummaging through her memory twice, she remembered that during the meeting, Satoru Gojo briefly told her about Kyoto School. The teacher at Kyoto School, Utahime Iori, was his senior. Satoru Gojo's evaluation of her was 'Utahime is super weak'.
"He has a super bad temper and a scar on his face."
"Utahime-senpai?" Yayoi spoke tentatively, his voice low and mellow, as docile as a deer in the mountains.
Utahime Iori's expression was as if struck by lightning, holy shit, Satoru Gojo can actually speak honorifics, he can actually speak honorifics! !
Mom, she's gone to hell!
Geto fox: "..."
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The author has something to say:
Brother Jie: Mom, what a ghost!
Utahime: Mom, what the hell!
Shoko: It's hopeless... This feels so damned. [The hand holding the cigarette is shaking crazily jpg.]
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