Chapter 113 Xiangxi Family
From the moment he entered the conference room, his gaze fell on him from time to time.
The tea in the rough porcelain tea cup is steaming with steam, and a thin layer of water mist covers the smooth rim of the cup.
Yayoi turned her head, and the mist from the cup covered the woman's face and eyebrows with a thin veil. Her eyelashes were lowered, and her eyes fell on the turquoise tea.
illusion?
Yayoi looked away and looked down at the cup in her hand. White water vapor overflowed from the small rim of the cup, and the green tea reflected her eyebrows.
Shicai's eyes fell on him again.
"Miss Utahime."
The overflowing water mist is rising, and the eyebrows and eyes in the mist are hazy.
"Hey." Utahime Iori, who was obsessed with looking at others, said calmly, but his hand was so excited that he almost lost his grip on the tea cup and dropped it.
"What's the matter?" Yayoi put down the teacup in his hand.
Utahime Iori was holding a tea cup in one hand and scratching her face with the other. She really didn't know how to start, such as 'Why did you fall in love with that scumbag Satoru Gojo?' Such a question was very rude. Utahime Iori doesn't like gossiping behind other people's backs, so he and Shoko Ieiri are the two scumbags who complain openly and openly. Although the other person is not Satoru Gojo himself, and the person he likes happens to be one of the scumbag duo, she still feels uncomfortable slandering his lover behind his back.
Utahime Iori thought for a while and chose a more compromise beginning, "Are you and Gojo...serious?"
Yayoi:? ? ?
"That's it..." Utahime Iori grabbed two handfuls of hair and was speechless for a moment, "Are you in love?"
Yayoi blinked and denied decisively, "No."
She is still a single redhead.
Now it was Utahime Iori's turn to wonder, "What about you and Gojo...?"
Something is wrong, Shoko clearly said that the two of them had an affair.
"I'm raising a cat." Yayoi said seriously.
"...Cat?" Utahime Iori's expression was dull for a moment.
"Big white cat." Yayoi said.
...So what does this have to do with Satoru Gojo?
Big white cat? cat? Is it the kind of cute creature she knows that is small, soft, has soft flesh pads, and is furry all over?
Satoru Gojo's hair is indeed white, and his skin is relatively fair, but no matter how much you think about it, you can't connect Satoru Gojo's 190+ tall idiot man with eye patches and his little soft and lovable cat. That's a complete and utter mistake. What a scumbag.
Utahime doesn't understand, Utahime is confused.
Why do some people mistake dogs for cats?
Why is this young person so blind?
"Are you serious?" Utahime Iori was shocked.
"Seriously." Yayoi said very seriously, "It's good to suck."
Cat sucker's joy.
In the past, he was an arrogant big cat who stuck out his tail and refused to let anyone get close to him. After losing his youthfulness and immaturity as a DK, the 28-year-old Satoru Gojo is well aware of his feline advantages and openly uses his advantages to act coquettishly. He's so cute, if he had even half of the skills he has now when he was a young DK, he could make the junior high school student Xiao Hongmao wholeheartedly become a shit shoveler.
After he finished speaking, Yayoi noticed that the expression on Utahime Iori's face suddenly became indescribable. His delicate brows were twisted into a knot, and his face was full of disgust and doubt about life.
Yayoi doesn't understand where Utahime Iori's dislike and suspicion of life come from, and her intuition tells her that the person he dislikes is not her.
Utahime Iori took a sip of tea, and the slightly astringent taste of the tea bloomed on the tip of his tongue. The Kyoto College teacher who was over 30 years old paused, and a thought passed through his mind silently.
Wait...wait...
His eyes fell on Yayoi's bright red hair.
...little red hair...third grade...Shoko...Gojo...
The Utahime Iori tea slid down the throat, bringing the warm water temperature into the abdominal cavity, and also brought out the memories from many years ago from the depths of my mind, such as the smoky corridor, the choking smell of tobacco, and JK and DK in front of the window.
——Ah, talking about his falling in love with a thirteen-year-old little red-haired boy.
——Scumbag.
——Little Red Hair is fourteen years old this year.
Fourteen years old, that’s a junior high school student! Scum! !
The fingers holding the rough porcelain teacup suddenly tightened, and the poor teacup made an overwhelming rattling sound. The expression on the face of the magician dressed as a witch was no longer calm and steady, and his beautiful eyes stared blankly, looking like he was only about twenty years old. The red hair of age is like a flame burning in an instant.
Yayoi was shocked by her glare. The hand holding the teacup shook and he almost tipped the teacup over, "...Ms. Utahime?"
Ah, this, how is this?
"Are you three years younger than him?" The expression of the people's teacher, who was over 30 years old, was distorted, and the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
Yayoi hugged the tea cup and nodded honestly.
"When we were in junior high school, we met... Gojo?" The expression on the miko sister's face became even more distorted.
Yayoi was a little scared, hugged the tea cup tightly with both hands, and nodded honestly.
The conference room was quiet for a moment, and Utahime Iori's expression went blank for a moment. What broke the heavy silence in the air was the footsteps of Satoru Gojo. The big white cat opened the door of the conference room, striding with long legs and leather shoes. The wooden floor was stepped on loudly.
"I've been waiting for a long time!" His eyes fell on the front row, and Satoru Gojo immediately saw his red-haired assistant coach and Utahime Iori, whom he had met a few days ago.
"Utahime is here too, that's great, that's great. I just have something to ask you." Satoru Gojo pulled out a chair and sat down next to Yayoi, but he was caught off guard and received a death stare from his senior.
Gojo Cat:? ? ?
Satoru Gojo Maomao felt wronged, and he didn't do anything or say anything.
"Utahime, the wrinkles on your face are showing~" He said the most unpronounceable words in the most innocent tone, and it just so happened that the person speaking was the most annoying scumbag of Utahime Iori.
The expression on the miko sister's face turned ugly for a moment, but Satoru Gojo's mouth kept chattering. The mysterious intuition of the red-haired clan ran from the spine to the Tianling Cap. Yayoi flew over and covered the white cat. Q.
"Huh?" The white cat was caught off guard and his mouth was covered. What did the cat do wrong? You didn't let the cat speak?
"Yes, I'm sorry!" Yayoi covered his mouth tightly to prevent him from speaking.
Utahime Iori looked at the cat whose mouth was covered by her with a sinister look on her face. Veins popped up on her forehead, as if she was going to drag the cat out and sterilize it on the spot with a knife in hand.
Yayoi:! ! !
"Wow, Utahime is so scary! People are so scared!" Cat, who was caught off guard and broke free, hugged Yayoi's waist, buried his nose into his soft belly filled with orange-flavored soda, and rubbed comfortably.
The cobwebs hanging on her sanity were snapped in an instant, and the restraint of more than thirty years collapsed in an instant. The furious miko stepped on the table with such force that it almost cracked the table. The cup in her hand shone on Satoru Gojo's head. Throw it out.
The miko almost rushed out of the conference room with an angry roar, "Satoru Gojo, you unscrupulous teacher without a teaching certificate! Scum!!"
Yayoi instinctively reached out and grabbed the cup that was thrown at Satoru Gojo. The hot tea poured over and stopped close to Satoru Gojo's furry head. It splashed on the invisible barrier. The coquettish white cat put down its knot. Hin's hand hugged Yayoi's waist and continued to rub it.
"Oh~ so scary~"
"Yes, I'm sorry!" QAQ
The 28-year-old Satoru Gojo has improved a lot compared to DKSatoru Gojo in all aspects. Even his fire arching skills are getting better and better. Most people have always had a negative impression of this guy, especially as Satoru Gojo's senior. But Utahime Iori, who was always said to be "very weak" by Satoru Gojo, has a negative impression of this guy as low as the Mariana Trench.
How could such a person have a girlfriend! God cannot tolerate it! !
The first thing the miko sister did after finally calming down was to persuade Yayoi to call the police.
Yayoi:? ? ?
The older miko took a deep breath and calmed down her desire to torture the cat. When she spoke again, her tone was much calmer than before.
"What do you want from me?" She could still figure out the importance of the matter.
The miko who calmed down pinched her eyebrows. This guy just used the word "please". Satoru Gojo would always ignore other people's opinions and force things on others when they were not necessary. Except for things like buying Daifuku, please refer to Satoru Gojo for details. Megumi Fushiguro, who cheated out, is serious enough to come to discuss with her, so it will not be a trivial matter.
Although she didn't want to talk to this bastard at the moment.
Yayoi paused, "I might be rude, Miss Utahime."
Utahime Iori paused. She did not object to talking to Yayoi. As long as the other person was not Satoru Gojo, anyone was fine. "Please continue."
"There are people in high school who are colluding with curse masters and curse spirits." Satoru Gojo's deep voice sounded in the conference room.
Utahime Iori paused, and the remaining anger dissipated little by little. After the lip line was straightened, the face with scars across it was expressionless and a bit cold.
"Then what?"
The relevant personnel of the college include not only the teaching staff, but also her students.
"Ah, what are you angry about?" Satoru Gojo said innocently, "I didn't do anything..."
Before the last syllable came out, Yayoi stretched out his hand and pushed his furry white head into his abdomen, barely blocking his mouth.
White Cat: Huh?
"I'm sorry for doubting your student, Miss Utahime." Yayoi pressed Satoru Gojo's head to prevent him from continuing to be angry.
"I know." Utahime Iori lowered her eyelashes, "You continue."
"good."
"Say it." Utahime Iori saw Satoru Gojo's dog mouth that couldn't spit out ivory and opened his mouth again, with an expressionless face, and immediately added, "I don't want to listen to scum."
Knowing that we were in the wrong, Yayoi pressed the white-haired cat's head firmly, "...Okay."
White Cat: Grievancejpg.
Utahime Iori finds it unbelievable that a high school colludes with curse masters or curse spirits. Forget about curse masters, are there really any humans willing to ally with such existence as curse spirits?
It's a different story if it's a cursed spirit of the same level as Satoru Gojo. It can communicate and understand simple language, form a clique, and carry out planned actions. It can confuse the cursed spirit with the curse master. In the case of differences, it is not impossible to reach a consensus of interests and form a temporary alliance.
Tokyo School Satoru Gojo is easy to investigate, but Kyoto School, which has the closest relationship with the top management, has to trouble Utahime Iori, a teacher at Kyoto School.
The shrine maiden in white clothes sat upright with her hands folded on her knees, listening to Yayoi's words quietly, her thoughts slowly sinking.
If possible, she doesn't want to doubt the students. They are all children, and the Conjuration College is full of problem students. But as a teacher, she likes her students very much. A teacher does his best to teach and guide. It is a very happy thing for students to follow the right path. Every teacher hopes that students will have a bright future and the right path.
Utahime Iori closed her eyes. If this matter was not groundless, then the person who colluded with the curse spirit and the curse master was most likely at the Kyoto school, among her students.
The most painful thing for a teacher is to watch his students fall into the bottomless abyss.
The shrine maiden in white clothes loosened her pursed lips and spoke slowly, "What will you do if I am a traitor?"
"No, no, no." Satoru Gojo, who had been dishonest throughout the whole process, was dishonest again. Yayoi didn't have time to cover his mouth, but was pushed to his chest by him.
Satoru Gojo, who surpassed Yayoi in all aspects, was temporarily unable to match Yayoi's natural strength in the strength column, so he used a technique. Yayoi was pinned on him and struggled several times but couldn't get out. His nose was full of It has a sweet sugary taste and a coldness that belongs to men.
Utahime Iori: "..."
In this situation, she felt a little overwhelmed for no reason.
#Cold cold dog food is slapped on the face coldly.
Saying no so decisively made Utahime Iori feel a little better, and she felt a little bit of trust between her companions, but the next words made her furious.
"Utahime is so weak and doesn't have the courage." Satoru Gojo said happily.
The miko, who was furious again, picked up the teacup on the ground and threw it at Satoru Gojo. The moment it hit Satoru Gojo's head, he was held by a hand.
Yayoi put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at Satoru Gojo with a heavy expression, "Shut up."
You will be crushed to death, although no one can crush you to death.
Satoru Gojo kept his expression straight and continued to express his anger, "It's so scary. They are so hysterical that they are not welcome."
Utahime Iori's expression was sad, looking at Yayoi like a girl who had lost her footing.
#Fuck the trust between your sister’s companions, it’s okay not to have this trust.
#die,Satoru Gojo! Get involved, scumbag! !
"That's enough, I am the senior!! You are an unscrupulous teacher who attacks junior high school students!! Bastard! Scumbag! Go to hell!!"
At the door of the conference room, Masamichi Yaga froze strangely at the door as soon as he put his hand on the door handle. The corridor was eerily quiet for a while.
"This is no longer just misbehavior, Yaga, take care of Gojo." The old man with a cane said hoarsely.
Miss Mingming, who came to the conference room together, smiled, her white braids covering most of her face, her red lips curled up, "I didn't hear anything."
Finally, she added, "As long as you have money."
Masamichi Yaga: "..."
This is no longer a question of money, the problem is that he really wants to clean up the house.
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