Chapter 103 A dew
Satoru Gojo was sleeping soundly in bed when he heard the phone ringing.
Satoru Gojo stretched out his hand and rubbed it a few times in the quilt, but couldn't touch it. The phone stopped ringing at this time, and the room returned to silence and tranquility. Only the chirping of birds outside the window was filtered by the rich shade of trees. Spots of light hit the smooth floor.
Satoru Gojo turned over,
In the past, as long as I was woken up, my sleep was already over.
But now he can still sleep.
Without six eyes, naturally you don’t have to process unnecessary information.
Yayoi's hearing is so good that she is like some sensitive small animals. She can easily hear most sounds that humans cannot hear. During her breaks, she wears anti-noise earmuffs.
Before leaving, Yayoi put anti-noise earmuffs on his ears, blocking out most of the noisy sounds.
Tokyo College of Magic is located in the suburbs. There are no noisy crowds of people or noisy car horns. What I can hear in my daze are the chirping of birds reverberating in the mountains and the whistling of the wind in the trees. A little further away, You can also hear the soft calls of cats on the mountain slopes.
Satoru Gojo moved his eyelids, and it suddenly occurred to him that the teacher's dormitory was quite close to the hillside where cats often appeared.
Tiredness pressed down on his eyelids, and sleepiness seemed to be welling up. At this time, the phone rang again, a series of life-threatening calls frantically calling him to get up, get up, get up.
The person trapped in the soft white quilt slowly opened his eyes, his amber eyes tinged with the coldness of frost and snow. After reaching out his hand from the quilt and rubbing it a few times, he finally touched it on the edge of the pillow. cell phone.
The caller ID is 'Ijichi'.
His eyebrows twitched impatiently, Satoru Gojo slid open the phone screen irritably and took off the noise-proof earmuffs, "Moxi Moxi, Ijichi, explain the reason why you woke me up within three seconds, otherwise Just prepare for a slap."
"...Miss Yayoi?" Ijichi on the other side of the phone was dumbfounded.
This voice sounded like Satoru Gojo's red-haired assistant coach had not run away. The impression of Yayoi was that she had a gentle and peaceful temperament. As long as her explosive point was not touched, she was like a docile house cat, except that her brain sometimes lacked a string. , overall she is a good child. When he first came into contact with her, he was always worried that Satoru Gojo would bully others.
Why does Yayoi today sound like...Satoru Gojo?
"Okay, let's start the countdown now,...one! Okay, a slap!" The voice on the other side was decisive, with no intention of trying to reason with him.
"Wait a minute, where are two and three?" Ijichi was so frightened by the voice on the phone that he almost dropped the phone from his hand.
"Ijichi, are you a man who needs two and three to survive?" The other party's tone darkened, and his words were frivolous and casual.
Ijichi was sweating profusely and felt that the other person looked like Satoru Gojo today.
"Speak, Ijichi?" The voice on the phone was low. It was originally a voice as warm as a mountain spring. After being deliberately lowered, it had a rather sinister feel.
Ijichi:! ! !
"S-Simi Masai!!" The honest auxiliary supervisor bowed and apologized crazily through his mobile phone. People who have lived to this age feel like they want to burst into tears on the spot. Tears almost fly out of his eyes. Ijichi is about to cry. .
Miss Yayoi, what's wrong with you?
After bullying the honest man, Satoru Gojo slowly sat up from the bed and leaned his back on the head of the bed, "What do you want from me?"
Ijichi was stunned for a while, and then looked at the contact name on the screen. It was indeed Satoru Gojo, "Arnold, is Mr. Gojo here?"
"I'm here, I'm here, I'm always here." Satoru Gojo spoke a voice that belonged to Yayoi, habitually holding on to the long tail tone, and haha while talking casually to Ijichi, "If you have something to say, tell me quickly~ Or do you want to talk now? Just a slap?"
It's rare to get a good night's sleep. After being forced to turn on the phone, of course you can't avoid waking up with a strong feeling of irritation.
Ijichi: "..."
Why did this get involved in the slap again?
Ijichi felt bitter, "It's like this. The people from the Soma family have already sent the cursed object."
"Then what?"
The name of the special-grade mantra "Three-Time Buddha" originates from the Buddhist concept of "Three-Time Buddhas". "Three-Time Buddhas" refers to the time that exists in an individual's life in the Buddhist concept of continuous reincarnation of cause and effect. The three Buddha statues, It can also refer to the past, present, and future.
The mantra is divided into three parts, standing in the shape of a triangle. The Buddha in the middle is the "present Buddha", which also refers to the Sakyamuni Buddha familiar to Buddhist believers. There is a legend that before Sakyamuni became a Buddha, the "future Buddha" Randeng Buddha gave him a prophecy, predicting his future Buddhahood. The "Diamond Sutra" says: "Good man, in the next life, you should be a Buddha, named Sakyamuni." Kamuni".
On the right side is the "Future Buddha", that is, "Maitreya Buddha". In the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures, he is often called Ajita Bodhisattva Mahasattva. He is considered the successor of the World Honored Sakyamuni Buddha. He will be in Saha in the future. He was reborn in the world to practice Taoism and became the next Buddha in the Saha world, the fifth Buddha among the Thousand Buddhas of the Xian Kalpa. He is often called "Buddha Maitreya in the next rebirth."
The 'Saha world' in the Buddhist concept refers to the human world. If we change the concept, the "Three-Time Buddha" can also be said to run through the three parts of a person's life.
The lost Buddha is the "Future Buddha" among the three Buddhas.
Satoru Gojo paused, tapped his fingers on his knees, and fell into temporary silence.
Opposite me, Ijichi waited tremblingly for him to say his next words. It was clearly Ms. Yayoi's voice on the other side, so why did he think it was Mr. Gojo who was speaking now?
It must be that I have been under too much pressure at work recently.
Ijichi thought.
"Ijichi." Satoru Gojo said suddenly.
"Hey!" Ijichi stood up straight reflexively.
Tears welled up in his heart. He really felt that Miss Yayoi today looked like Mr. Gojo.
"What else did the Soma family say?" Satoru Gojo said in a calm voice.
Since I would take the initiative to contact him through Ijichi, it means that there is another purpose.
Satoru Gojo rubbed his chin a few times, and found that the touch was not familiar to him, and then he realized that the body belonged to Yayoi. The woman's skin was soft and smooth, her chin was small and delicate, and she felt a bit like a cat.
Satoru Gojo paused and simply touched it a few more times.
"Hi..." Ijichi almost knelt down for him, "The Soma family said they want to interview...Mr. Gojo."
"Oh?" Interview him?
Satoru Gojo is interested. It seems that he was quite polite last time and didn't make him angry, but he still wants to interview him?
"I am indeed too polite." Satoru Gojo murmured.
Ijichi on the other side of the phone had questions all over his face, asking, "Do you have any misunderstanding about the word politeness?"
no.
Ijichi, who was holding the phone, froze in place. This is Miss Yayoi, not Mr. Gojo. Miss Yayoi, what's wrong with you? ! !
"Please inform Mr. Gojo. The Soma family members have already gone to the high school." Ijichi said cautiously, "By the way, is Mr. Gojo still in the high school?"
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Satoru Gojo stretched his head and looked left and right. There was no one in the bedroom or the bathroom. No one was found. He kicked off the quilt angrily and said, "Not there."
"Huh?" Ijichi panicked.
"They said they were gone!" Satoru Gojo grinded his teeth, and his tone matched his current dignified appearance, which sounded a bit like an angry female high school student. "When I woke up, there was no one around. How could I fix it... Was it behind my back?" Are you out looking for a robber cat?"
The cat that steals fish refers to the cat on the back hillside. Yayoi often carries him to the back hillside to pet the cat at a time and place that he cannot see. How can it be repaired? Isn't it enough to have him as a cat? Why go to the back hillside to find those thieving cats? Isn't his fur pretty enough? Or is his flesh pad not soft enough?
Ah, no, he has no pads and fur now.
Satoru Gojo sighed, a little discouraged. If he still had soft pads and fluffy fur, he wouldn't be the one to get rid of those thieving cats.
Ijichi:? ? ?
Ijichi:! ! !
The phone opposite clicked and hung up. Ijichi turned around and his eyes fell vaguely on the old man and young woman sitting on the sofa in the conference room, as well as the principal sitting behind the coffee table with a sideways face, sweating crazily on his forehead.
Mr. Gojo, where have you been? ! !
*
Utahime Iori went back to the high school with Yayoi who was wearing Satoru Gojo's shell. Utahime Iori, who had been tortured by Satoru Gojo's bad mouth for more than ten years, secretly looked at Yayoi in broad daylight.
This is not Satoru Gojo.
Satoru Gojo is not a serious person. Satoru Gojo is not a person who can speak honorifics with a serious expression. Satoru Gojo is not a person who can talk well. Satoru Gojo is not a person who will honestly let her go to the high school to find Shoko. .
Utahime Iori's eyes were wandering, and he was in a trance along the way. His thinking was messed up. After his thinking was straightened out again, it was time to return to the high school.
The stone layers are stacked upward, and sunlight like gold foil leaks from the torii.
The vermilion torii gates are neatly arranged forward, like a boundary between this world and the next. The long years have left mottled traces on the stone steps, and the long years of wind and rain have worn away the sharp edges of the stone steps. Got to be mellow.
The young man walking in front has his hair like frost and snow under the spring sun, his blue eyes are as calm as the lake reflecting the sky of the snow-capped mountains, and his back is as straight as a cypress.
Like an elk strolling in an ancient forest after a heavy snowfall, golden rays of sunlight stream down from your shoulders.
The fox on his shoulder twitched its ears. When he looked into those deep purple eyes, Utahime Iori felt inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen a pair of similar eyes a long time ago, or maybe they were the same pair.
Utahime Iori inexplicably saw deep sympathy in those eyes.
Utahime Iori, who has seen countless big scenes but has never seen this kind of scene, is dumbfounded. Who will tell her, this, no, it is Wu, Jiao, Wu!
Who is this handsome guy? !
Utahime Iori was so shocked that she squatted down with her head in her hands, and her black hair was messed up by her scratches.
Yayoi took two more steps, and when she noticed the footsteps behind her stopped, she turned around and saw Utahime Iori who was shocked to the point of going crazy.
"Miss Utahime?" Yayoi took a step forward, "Are you okay?"
"I'm sorry, don't come here!" Utahime Iori looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He jumped up from the stone steps with hair all over his body, and took three steps back at the speed of light, wishing he could stay away from her.
This woman, who had always been at odds with Satoru Gojo, stared at the person. After looking at the person up and down, her trembling pupils could not conceal her shock and panic.
Satoru Gojo's miserable performance over the years has made him synonymous with scum in Utahime Iori's heart.
"You are not Satoru Gojo, I don't admit it!!"
I will never admit that this is that scumbag! This is obviously a good boy! ! How could it be that scumbag Satoru Gojo! ! !
Yayoi watched helplessly as the adult woman over thirty years old let out an almost wailing cry, then ran wildly and disappeared from sight.
Yayoi looked at the direction she ran towards. It seemed to be the school's infirmary, and it looked like she was looking for Shoko Ieiri.
Yayoi carried the shopping bag and continued walking forward, and met Ijichi who was looking for someone in a hurry.
"Good day, Mr. Ijichi." Yayoi greeted politely.
Ijichi almost fell down the steps.
"Five, Mr. Gojo? Did I do something wrong? Is this another test for me?"
Ijichi's legs were shaking like crazy.
"You did nothing wrong." Yayoi said calmly.
"Stop testing me! Just give me a slap!"
Ijichi was so dry that he had to kneel down for her.
Ijichi, who almost knelt down in front of her, said that the Soma family had been waiting in the reception room for a long time. His slow reflexes told her that the person the Soma family was waiting for was Satoru Gojo, not just the Satoru Gojo shell. Yayoi.
Yayoi put the shopping bag in Ijichi's hand, "I'll go right away. I'll leave you with the shopping bag, Mr. Ijichi."
Ijichi was stuffed with a shopping bag and suddenly felt that the shopping bag was very hot. Then he saw "Satoru Gojo" take out his mobile phone and make a call.
"Moxi Moxi, I've already gone to the reception room~"
A voice belonging to Yayoi came from the phone. Yayoi, who was wearing the shell of Satoru Gojo, put the Geto fox on Ijichi's shoulder.
Ijichi: "..."
He really felt that something was wrong with today's red-haired assistant coach.
"Mr. Ijichi, the fox is in your hands, he is very good," Yayoi put the Geto fox into Ijichi's hands, solemnly like an old mother taking care of an orphan.
"Okay, wait for me, I'll be there soon." "Satoru Gojo" picked up his steps and left.
Ijichi looked at the tall figure walking away, standing on the steps like a statue for a long time. The uneven light spots were intertwined with the deep green moss, and the ancient stone lantern was solemn and tall.
Ijichi turned around mechanically and lowered his head to look at the shopping bag. Ingredients and daily necessities were divided into two parts and put into different shopping bags. In the shopping bag where the daily necessities were placed, he could clearly see the contents.
The honest man thought of Yayoi who was particularly grumpy today.
Ijichi: "...Fox-chan... Mr. Gojo, turned out to be an unexpectedly good man?"
Geto fox: "..."
what's on your mind? He's just an unexpected scumbag.
*
Yayoi doesn't know if he has caught up or not.
When they arrived in a hurry, there was already a tripartite situation. An unknown old man and an unknown woman were sitting on the sofa with their legs crossed. Satoru Gojo exuded frivolity and looseness even in his bones. Oh, to be precise, it was Satoru Gojo who was pushing against her body, and Masamichi Yaga who had a sideways face but was actually a mess inside.
Yayoi knocked on the door, "Sorry, I'm late."
Masamichi Yaga's expression looked familiar to Yayoi. She paused, then raised her steps and walked in.
Masamichi Yaga looked at Yayoi and then at Satoru Gojo. The knife flew directly towards Yayoi who was wearing Satoru Gojo's shell. Yayoi received a look of 'I'll take care of you later'.
Yayoi felt aggrieved. She didn't demolish the house or beat anyone, so she secretly carried Satoru Gojo to the hillside of the back mountain to pet the cat for a while. Why was she being punished?
"So, everyone is here, is there anything we can talk about? Time is very precious, don't you think? My time is running out, old man?" Satoru Gojo held his chin and smiled, not hiding the emotion in his words. Loose and unruly.
Masamichi Yaga: "..."
What happened to this girl today? Why so... Satoru Gojo?
Masamichi Yaga touched and turned his attention to Yayoi, who was wearing the shell of Satoru Gojo, and his condemning gaze almost became material.
Satoru Gojo, who was reproached by Masamichi Yaga's gaze, tilted his head, his expression innocent and weak.
The middle-aged people's teacher looked at "Satoru Gojo" who was as docile as a deer, and then looked at "Yayoi" who was dangling with his legs crossed, with a confused look on his face.
Why does he think that the red-haired one here is Satoru Gojo?
Masamichi Yaga felt that his brain must be filled with water, otherwise how could he have such thoughts?
The experienced high school principal shook his head, trying to shake the water out of his brain.
While he was trying to shake the water out of his mind, a war of words had begun silently in the reception room. The old man in the room said with a straight face, "Young people nowadays don't even respect the elderly." I don’t understand.” On the other side of the room, our red-haired smile was still frivolous and said, “The old man who is half-stepped into the coffin should not waste his remaining energy to come out and cause trouble.”
Sparks flew everywhere, and the thick smell of gunpowder smoke filled the small reception room.
The old man on the other side was so angry that his eyebrows flew away. The red-haired guy on the other side started shouting "Wow, that's scary" with an exaggerated expression, and threw himself into the arms of "Satoru Gojo".
The little bird was so cute and pitiful, with dew-like tears still in its eyes, and its head kept pushing into the arms of "Satoru Gojo".
Masamichi Yaga: "..."
Why, he still feels that the current little red-haired figure, no, she is Satoru Gojo!
Masamichi Yaga feels that this world is a bit strange.
"Gojo Patriarch, are you sure you want to keep such a woman by your side?" The old man was furious and looked at the young Gojo Patriarch with wide eyes.
Different from the unruly behavior shown last time, this time "Satoru Gojo" had a gentle expression and his attitude could be said to be gentle. The old man guessed that he was not disgusted with the current situation.
"Why can't you stay? Wu, she is very good." Yayoi's expression was super serious.
Cats are good at everything.
Masamichi Yaga: "..."
It turns out what Shoko said was true.
Masamichi Yaga's eyes were complicated. He remembered that when he first saw the little red-haired girl, she was not as tall as Satoru Gojo's chest, and she looked like a naive girl who was not fully developed.
The conscientious and experienced middle-aged man looked at the unscrupulous student as if he were an animal. Little Hongmao was only so old at that time and you actually had such thoughts towards others. It's shameless of you.
Thinking of this, as Satoru Gojo's teacher, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Twenty-eight-year-old Satoru Gojo was already an adult. He had known Satoru Gojo when he was still a little kid who liked to put on a bad face. , and then to the high school years when people hate dogs, time can erase a lot, and time can also change a lot. Satoru Gojo, who has someone he likes, is finally an adult.
He and Satoru Gojo were arguing with each other, and they were addicted to arguing with each other. The old man who had not been able to quarrel with others was sent out of the reception room in a daze before he could say his purpose. After leaving the reception room, the old man suddenly remembered his purpose today, and finally recalled it. What did you come for?
The old man gave the young woman a cryptic look, and then Yayoi noticed that the woman next to the old man was looking at her. She tilted her head in confusion.
It was a woman of similar age to her, wearing a simple and elegant kimono in the color of Yamabuki, with her black hair tied up into a bun with a hairpin.
Satoru Gojo:! ! !
Stealing cat! How dare you seduce Little Red Hair in front of him! !
The old man's brow relaxed a little.
A flash of red flashed across Masamichi Yaga's face quickly.
The vicissitudes of life in the middle-aged old man watched helplessly as Hong Mao pinched the chin of his 190+ student, grabbed the other person's neck with one hand, and forced the other person to bend down and press down the other person's head.
Satoru Gojo puts it in his mouth and takes a sip.
Masamichi Yaga:! ! !
Masamichi Yaga heard the sound of something breaking, and the sunglasses on his nose cracked.
Are you doing some knitting? ! If you want to do something like this, go back to the dormitory and do it! This is so public!
There was a dull pain on the lips. After rubbing the soft lips on the lips for a few times, the guy who bit the person licked his own lips, with the corners of his mouth raised, as happy as a well-fed cat.
"Sweet." Satoru Gojo smiled with crooked eyebrows, "What did you eat for lunch?"
"Matcha cake." Yayoi answered him stupidly.
Masamichi Yaga: "..."
Masamichi Yaga looked at Yayoi wearing the shell of Satoru Gojo, and then looked at Satoru Gojo wearing the shell of Yayoi. The middle-aged man, who had gone through ups and downs in his life, found that his heart had been so turbulent that he was as stable as an old dog.
He realized.
Is this why you've been single for so many years? It turns out you like this tone.
Inadvertently, Masamichi Yaga saw the shrine under his feet, and his eyes followed the shrine. The shrine extended from the door. The two women who witnessed everything under the torii gate were dumbfounded.
Another student of his, Shoko Ieiri, had an expression as steady as an old dog, but he dropped the lollipop in his mouth and smashed it into pieces on the hard stone. Mr. Utahime, who came from Kyoto school, weathered into plaster in the air. Inch by inch, it cracked open.
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The author has something to say:
*Information about the "Three Buddhas" is taken from Baidu Encyclopedia.
Utahime: I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it! !
Principal: I'm so stupid, really.
Shoko: Ha. 【Shocked to the point of numbnessjpg.】
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