Chapter 111 The mountains are covered with snow
Anyone who has ever owned a cat knows that cats can get jealous.
Yayoi's big orange cat doesn't like to be jealous. The fat orange cat is the most serious cat she has ever seen. It won't lose weight, and it won't lose weight. It's not afraid of being disliked by its owner because of its fat body.
The cat's nest belongs to his cat, and the fence of Itadori's house also belongs to his cat. The big orange cat doesn't mind if the owner occasionally feeds other cats. The cat outside is always the cat outside. He is the only one in Itadori's house. Cats, except for the white furry one many years ago, and Satoru Gojo, no one has ever made the big orange cat jealous.
Yayoi, who has been raising cats for more than ten years, rarely coaxes the big orange cat. The cat owner just makes her feel comfortable.
In the days when the rain was the heaviest in September, the kittens on the hillside behind the college could not withstand the pouring rain and ran under the eaves to take shelter. The patter of rain mixed with the pitiful meows of the cats, Yayoi Without thinking, I took the cats into the house, dried them, and prepared a temporary cat nest and enough cat food.
The kittens have not settled down, and occasionally come to visit in groups, sometimes during the day and sometimes at night. Yayoi simply prepares cat food and a special food bowl for cats at home so that these little guys can fill their stomachs before seeing you again. On the mountain, the kittens have become frequent visitors here as they come more often.
It can be difficult for older cats to get jealous.
Especially after returning to the dormitory and turning on the light, Yayoi felt a thump in his heart when he saw Satoru Gojo squatting by the window feeding the cat.
The big white cat slowly turned around. The smile on his face could be described as tender, so gentle that Yayoi wanted to run away.
Satoru Gojo blinked as his small sunglasses hung tightly on the bridge of his nose. The black of the sunglasses and the dark blue covering the sky made his six eyes become more fluid and bright.
He was wearing loose home clothes, a white loose top paired with black trousers, and the loose round collar exposed the skin with a thin glow. He was feeding the cat, and he took the cat's special food bowl under the eaves. The floor was thoughtfully filled with cat food. Today happened to be the day when the kittens came to visit, and by chance, Satoru Gojo caught him.
Yayoi froze at the door like a mallet.
Satoru Gojo looked at her with a half-smile, his frosty white eyelashes were thick and slightly curled, his pale blue eyes were curved, and his curved lips were a little cunning as a feline would do mischief.
The floor-to-ceiling window was halfway opened. Satoru Gojo bent his legs and sat on the floor leaning against the window frame. The silver-white moonlight splashed all over the floor. He rubbed the cat lying on the floor until its belly was full, and its two cat paws were directly on the floor. She pulled it onto the back of his hand, meowing for help, and a soft meow filled the air.
Yayoi: "..."
"Come and sit." Satoru Gojo waved to her, and when he took away the hand that was petting the cat, the kitten under his hand became unhappy and meowed twice.
Satoru Gojo scratched the kitten's chin, and the tricolor kitten rubbed Satoru Gojo's fingers with satisfaction.
"Okay, I'm going to get down to business." Satoru Gojo touched the kitten's head, with a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on the kitten, as if he was looking at the cat under his hands, or looking at something else. What and who.
Satoru Gojo put away his hand, the kitten meowed, shook its tail, raised it like a small flag, and walked away slowly.
Yayoi froze, her instinct like a small animal telling her that she had better turn around and run away immediately, but she also knew that she could not outrun Satoru Gojo. She could reach fifty meters in three seconds, but he had no lower limit of five thousand meters in three seconds. Technique.
"Why don't you come over?" Satoru Gojo blinked, and his coquettish tone was so sweet that it was annoying, "Come over here~"
"Mi~" The kitten lying on the floor stretched out.
Yayoi: "..."
Yayoi moved her legs mechanically and walked over obediently. Satoru Gojo patted the floor next to her and motioned for her to sit down. Yayoi sat down obediently.
"Yayoi has a lot of cats~" Satoru Gojo breathed into her ear, the warm breath splashed onto the auricle, and a tickling feeling spread to her scalp.
Yayoi shrank her head and moved her butt, trying to stay away from him. He was too close. Even in September, she actually felt very hot.
"Cat is so cute~"
The tone has nine turns and eighteen turns, and the last note is dragged out for a long time.
She moved herself again, feeling terribly guilty.
Satoru Gojo followed reluctantly.
Yayoi continued to move herself, and Satoru Gojo followed suit. Finally, her head hit the window frame, and she could no longer move. When she turned around, Satoru Gojo's face was almost touching hers, their eyes met, and their breaths were entangled. .
The heart seemed to stop beating for an instant, and after a moment, a deafening drum beat began.
"Do you have anything to say?" Satoru Gojo blinked playfully. His hand, which was several times larger than Yayoi's, slowly moved to the back of her hand. His five fingers squeezed between her fingers, and he closed and buckled them.
Yayoi twitched her hand, but did not twitch, and clasped her fingers together. Satoru Gojo clasped her tightly, not giving her a chance to let go.
"I told you I would be jealous~" The voice was low and hoarse, and the big white cat breathed softly into her ear.
Yayoi：QAQ
Jealous big cats are scary.
Yayoi couldn't help but started to shiver. After trembling for a long time, she finally found her tongue and straightened it out for her.
"It's raining heavily, and the cat...is outside..." Yayoi explained shakily.
"It's raining, so I don't blame you." Satoru Gojo rolled his eyes.
Yayoi: "..."
Don’t blame me, you should let go of my hand QAQ
"But I'm still so unhappy." Satoru Gojo said aggrievedly.
Yayoi thought about it for a long time and didn't know what he wanted to do. He said in a broken voice, "...Then what do you want to do?"
Help QAQ
Warm palms held the back of her head, and countless bright red hair poured out between her white fingers.
Dark spots of light reflected on the floor, and the rustling wind carried the hoarse chirping of insects.
It was as if sugar had melted in the lips, and a warm, sweet taste filled the mouth. The cat seemed to be made of sugar, so sweet that it made the heart tremble.
Yayoi's cat-like eyes widened.
The world was hazy and beautiful. The chirping of insects and the sound of wind were separated from her consciousness. It was as if all the sensations in her body were concentrated in her lips and mouth. It was so sweet that her head felt dizzy, as if she had been soaked in sweet and drunk wine. , so strong that it makes you dizzy.
The breaths entangled together, becoming more and more eager and hot.
The more he touched her, the more unsatisfied he became. A brief taste could no longer satisfy his growing desire. Originally, he just wanted to touch her a little bit, but the trembling lake water threw huge rocks and splashed her. Vigorous water splash.
The tip of the tongue traces the soft lips, climbs up the pole, and rubs into the slightly opened lip gap. The sound is drowned in the overwhelming warm breath. The fingers stroke the gentle hair, and the heart gradually becomes hot. The things that seep into the blood flow smoothly. The blood flows throughout the body.
Hair, clothes, skin, and the tip of the tongue all smell of sweet orange soda. Sweet and sour are all her taste.
The interlocked fingers did not loosen, but tightened harder and harder, making them more intimate and hot than any previous movements.
A numbing feeling spread to the fingertips of his five fingers. Yayoi's trembling hands picked up the fabric on Satoru Gojo's back shoulder. He tightened it instinctively, grabbing the soft fabric until it was wrinkled.
The consciousness is gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered again, as if indulging in the hot spring water. The water splashes are swaying and colliding. It is vaguely like hearing the soft meow of a cat. Everything fades away from the sight, leaving only that A pair of bright eyes.
When she heard the rustling of the shadows of the trees again, she lay on Satoru Gojo's shoulder. Her consciousness had not yet completely returned, and the warmth on her cheeks had not dissipated. She could breathe freely, and followed the fish softly. Lying still, the breath he exhaled was hot.
Her tongue was numb, and she hadn't recovered from the kiss just now. Yayoi lay dizzy on Satoru Gojo's shoulder, as soft as a dehydrated noodle.
She had never thought that kissing could be something that could drown or bore people to death.
The silver-white jade moon trembled in sight, and the ink-colored mountains swayed in sight. The whole person seemed to be trapped in a soft and fluffy cloud, and a numb feeling remained in the blood of the whole body.
"You...what are you doing..." His voice was weakening. Yayoi pulled Satoru Gojo's back shoulder and tried to sit up straight. However, his whole body was like a boneless snake, numb to the point of weakness.
Satoru Gojo held her waist with one hand, and the hand on his back shoulder tightly grasped the collar of his back shirt. His beautiful cheeks were rosy, like the sunset covering the sky in the evening.
Satoru Gojo rubbed his cheek against her red cheek and whispered, "I miss you so much."
It had only been a few days since Zuo left, and he kept thinking about her. Once his thoughts were free, she would be all he could think of. He even regretted not taking her out with him.
"It would be nice if I could hang you on the keychain." Satoru Gojo kissed her moist eyebrows and could take you away anytime and anywhere.
His amber eyes were as hazy as the mist containing the golden sunrise, and he couldn't help but kiss her twice more.
Yayoi pulled the fabric on Satoru Gojo's back twice, and finally sat up a little straighter. Most of his face was buried in his shoulder. There was a sweet smell in his nose, and there was also a unique cold fragrance.
Satoru Gojo held her waist and lifted her onto his shoulder. Yayoi lay on Satoru Gojo's shoulder like a boneless body for a while before returning.
Yayoi grabbed the fabric in his hands without letting go, burying most of his face in Satoru Gojo's shoulder, and a muffled voice came out.
"I miss you too." His lips and tongue were numb, and it took Yayoi a long time to find his voice.
The thoughts that filled my heart poured out like a flood.
Satoru Gojo paused, his white hair hanging down, a light shadow reflected on his face, the expression on his face seemed gloomy, and the light in his pale blue eyes was so bright that it made people dazzle. s eyes.
With its chin resting on the top of Yayoi's hair, the big white cat gently closed its eyes and rubbed its lower chin twice on the red hair. Its expression was lazy, but it also revealed the danger and wildness that only big cats can have.
"What a foul, Yayoi~" Satoru Gojo lowered his head with burning white frost, "It's dangerous to say such things at this time~"
"What danger?" Yayoi raised his head and saw his fair and smooth jaw.
Satoru Gojo smiled, "The danger of trying to hang you on a keychain."
"I'm not a key pendant." His tongue was finally straightened. Yayoi pushed Satoru Gojo and wanted to sit up from him, but he pushed him into his arms.
Satoru Gojo continued to rub Yayoi's red hair, like a man obsessed with sucking cats.
Yayoi pulled at her twice but didn't move, so she had no choice but to let him suck her.
"What happened?" The red hair was smooth and soft, like a piece of fine silk. Satoru Gojo couldn't help but kiss the red hair on her forehead.
Yayoi pushed Satoru Gojo's chin to signal him not to kiss randomly. His bright red ears moved as if they were about to drip blood.
"You've met Junpei," Yayoi said.
"I've seen you." Satoru Gojo refused to kiss him, and said business in a fair and honest manner, "The strength is at the level of a third-level conjurer, and the spells are not too amazing, just so-so. "
Yoshino Junpei's magic skills are indeed not enough to impress Satoru Gojo in his knowledge. He has seen the "Spell Spirit Technique" that can tame and control any magic spirit. It is rumored that it can be comparable to the "Ten Magic Skills" with no lower limit. "Shadow Spell", a spell with a mandatory command effect, among these spells, Yoshino Junpei's technique seems ordinary.
Of course, Satoru Gojo is not someone who judges magicians based on the quality of their skills. Now that they have become his students, everyone must be whipped with love equally.
If trained well, Yoshino Junpei will become a good magician in the future.
Satoru Gojo is confident. After all, their teacher is the strongest Mala teacher in the magic world.
"His brain should not be originally structured to be able to use magic." Satoru Gojo said, "The curse spirit forcibly modified his brain, right? The original intention was to use him to contact Su Nuo, but it accidentally pushed the person to high Specialize."
"Did you bring that child in?" Satoru Gojo held the person in his arms, his closed eyelids slowly opened two slits, and his bright pupils overflowed with brilliant light, like a cat moving at night.
Yayoi paused, her free hand subconsciously tightened the hem of Satoru Gojo's clothes, and she pursed her lips subconsciously.
"I don't know whether it's right or wrong." Her ears were pressed against his chest, and the beating of her heartbeat vibrated her eardrums. Yayoi lowered his eyelashes.
If a month ago, she still knew a little bit about the world of magic, then she came into contact with Souma Goe, his wife and Eeko, and their young son Yue He. After that, she no longer knew a little about cause and effect. Like an invisible thread, once touched, it will wrap around the person tightly, getting tighter and tighter, and more and more, and finally drags the person into the intersection, becoming one of many causes and effects.
"If he hadn't walked in, he would have become a fish drowned in the sea." Yayoi said softly, "Walk in..."
It's just stepping into another hell.
"Isn't it okay if he likes this hell?" Satoru Gojo looked down at her eyes, "Since you are already in hell, and there are hells on both sides, why not choose the one you like."
Satoru Gojo ruffled her hair.
The big white cat touched his chin and blinked, "In that case, I am also an accomplice. After all, I am the great teacher Satoru Gojo who diligently leads the children into the abyss."
Satoru Gojo lowered his head and kissed her eyes, "So, we are "accomplices". "
Yayoi thought for a while, raised her hand and touched the big cat's soft eyebrows. Her fingertips ran across his eyebrows and between his eyebrows. She smiled and said, "Then we are "accomplices." "
Satoru Gojo was stunned for a long time, and then he blinked like a coquettish cat, "Miss accomplice, can you tonight..."
Half of the words were left unsaid, and the remaining half was left unsaid. Satoru Gojo just blinked his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.
Yayoi thought for a while, "Okay, I'll take a shower first."
She had been fighting with Maki at the training ground all day. She was sweaty and dirty, but luckily Satoru Gojo didn't mind it.
Gojo Cat Cat:! ! !
Did happiness come so suddenly? !
The big white cat hugged the person and purred comfortably. It rubbed Yayoi's cheek several times before putting the person in the bathroom to take a bath.
After coming out of the bathroom and drying her hair with a hair dryer, Yayoi saw the beauty's big cat lying on her side on her bed. Most of her smooth, curved abdomen was exposed under her clothes. Her skin was so white that it was eye-catching.
The big white cat patted the vacant bed.
Yayoi: red-haired doubt jpg.
It's not the first time, why are you so excited?
Yayoi, who was wearing a nightgown, walked over slowly, slowly opened the quilt and got in. She turned around and met Satoru Gojo's shining eyes.
With a 'click' sound, Yayoi turned off the light.
"Good night." Yayoi carefully tucked him in and fell asleep.
Satoru Gojo:? ? ?
That's it? That's it?
Yayoi turned over, and the gaze behind her was glued to her, almost burning through her back.
After not seeing Satoru Gojo wanting to sleep for a long time, Yayoi turned around and looked at the big cat with wide eyes, "Why don't you sleep?"
Satoru Gojo was choked to death by her, and said aggrievedly: "I can't sleep."
"Then I'll tell you a story?" Yayoi thought for a while, "Yuji couldn't sleep when he was little, so I would tell him a story."
Satoru Gojo: "..."
My lovely student, I remember you.
Yayoi touched Satoru Gojo's hair as if coaxing a cat.
"Go to sleep. Tomorrow is the exchange meeting." Yayoi mumbled and buried most of his face in the quilt.
Satoru Gojo: "..."
I hate that you are a piece of wood.
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Gojo Cat: Why is this happening? 【Sadnessjpg.】
Yuji: I have a bad feeling, sneeze!
Junpei: Got a cold?
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