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Yayoi received an invitation.
When she was cleaning the mailbox in the morning, she found the invitation in the mailbox.
Satoru Gojo asked Ijichi to pay the utility bills in the old house on time, so when she was sorting out the mailbox, she did not see the flood of utility bills in the mailbox.
A thin invitation lay quietly in the rusty mailbox.
Yayoi paused and took out the invitation.
This is a wedding invitation from a friend from more than ten years ago, signed by Misako Aihara.
They had not contacted each other for many years, and the memories left in their minds when they were young became more and more obsolete with the passage of time.
When they were teenagers, they were two very famous problem children in Uramidong Middle School. Their ideas were so clear that the teacher would cover his head and get a headache whenever he mentioned them.
Misako can dance. She is a little taller than Yayoi in the same age group. Her legs are well-proportioned and flexible. She is the best girl in the school dance team. There are many beautiful girls in the school dance team. Misako Her appearance is outstanding among these beautiful girls, and she is very popular among male classmates. Every year on Valentine's Day, the drawers and lockers are always filled with chocolates and love letters.
Being liked by boys who are overpowered by adolescent hormones does not mean that she will fall in love with these boys. Misako has never responded to any boy's confession. She refuses simply and neatly. She never cares about the glass that pricked the boys completely. Heart, and a girl who feels sorry for the boy she likes, she and Yayoi share the chocolates they receive every Valentine's Day and eat them.
The life of a little girl in adolescence is filled with all kinds of troubles, such as nagging parents, boys she likes, acne, and jealousy from other girls.
Misako was born into a wealthy family, her parents were very famous businessmen.
Born into a wealthy family and raised in a lively and dreamy metropolis, she is beautiful and can dance well. Such a girl is undoubtedly outstanding in a place like Uramigashi. It is not surprising that she would be jealous at the same time. .
The hormones secreted by puberty with age can make boys and girls of this age extremely impetuous, and occasionally they will do some impulsive things, such as confessing, dating, and even bullying their peers.
The best place to teach people is undoubtedly a place where the teacher cannot see. Under the wall in the corner of the school, there is a rooftop where few people visit, and there is a women's toilet with relatively good sound insulation.
I vaguely remember that it was an afternoon, and the white ceramic tiles contained thin sunlight, reflecting the red clouds outside. The people on the playground below the teaching building had not yet dispersed, and there were people in groups of three or three lingering under the ball frame. Drawing out long shadows one after another.
The playground in Enchanting Hour is quiet and soft, but the toilet is completely different.
Yayoi was sitting on the toilet, and people outside started arguing. She planned to wait until the argument was over before going out.
Excluding her, there were four girls in the toilet, Misako and three other girls.
The girl who is facing off against Misako is merciless in her mockery, and her words are harsh and bitter. There is a sense of ridicule and uncontrollable jealousy in and out of her words. She is jealous of Misako, who comes from a well-off family. Jealous of Misako's pretty face, and most importantly, the boy she likes likes Misako.
Misako, who was alone, was not afraid at all. Her conversation was elegant and steady, her tone was so gentle that it didn't seem like she was quarreling, and her posture was so calm that it made the girl opposite her angry and helpless.
Yayoi, who is stupid and not very smart, doesn't quite understand Misako's words. She sat on the toilet like a chicken and listened to the people outside the door talking tit-for-tat. She didn't understand, but she thought it was amazing.
The sharp voice tore through the air, and she couldn't argue or compete with her. Misako's counterattack made her lose all reason, and the girl stretched out her sharp nails towards Misako's face with a distorted expression.
Yayoi frowned and carefully opened a gap in the door. He used to fight with boys. This was the first time he watched a fight between girls at such a close range. He pulled hair, scalp, and scratched each other's face with nails. .
The slender hair is as thin as cotton wool falling to the ground, and the skirt is like a torn flower.
Misako was not afraid at all of the three-on-one attack. She captured the thief first and grabbed the king by the hair. Her hair was a little messy, and her face was still bleeding from the scratches. The expression on her face was fierce and cheerful, and the corners of her mouth He still had a smile on his face and didn't look like someone who was being bullied at all.
The girl who was pushed out by Misako fell to the ground, got up angrily, turned around and grabbed the mop placed in the corner, raised it high, and raised it towards the back of Misako's head who was fighting with her companions. He stood up and smashed it down with gritted teeth.
Misako, who was addicted to flirting with her opponent, realized that something was wrong, and turned around to mop the cloth on her head, which smeared her face, making it difficult for her to hit her.
The wet touch smelled like a rag. Misako was silent for a moment before the mop was taken away.
The girl holding the mop stick found that the other party was surprisingly strong. No matter how hard she tried, she could not pull the stick out of her hand.
The girl blushed and screamed, "Let go!"
Yes, Yayoi was a transfer student who had just transferred to Uramigashi Middle School. She was shorter than most girls at the same time. She also looked silly and stunned. Her natural red hair was famous both inside and outside the school.
The girl pulled the mop hard, trying to pull it back from Yayoi's hand. Yayoi let go of her hand. The girl lost her balance, her center of gravity tilted, and she fell onto the sink. She hit her elbow and cried in pain.
"Are you going to mind your own business, transfer student?!" the girl who pulled Misako's arm screamed.
Yayoi had a paralyzed face and did not answer her question. He pointed to the open toilet door and said, "I was going to the toilet just now."
"You guys are yelling outside, and I can't get out." Yayoi explained forcefully with a fierce look on his face.
Hashirama said that the back of his friend's sea urchin head was very sensitive and he couldn't get out of the toilet if someone stood behind him. She, who has developed five senses, couldn't get out of the toilet if someone was outside the toilet door. There was nothing wrong with her.
The reason is that the population is large and there is no slot.
"If you guys just be quiet, I can go to the bathroom." Yayoi said nonsense with a deadpan expression. While talking nonsense, he turned around and lightly pressed the head of the girl who wanted to attack her from behind into the sink, "You guys If you want to hit me, I will call the teacher.”
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"... Wuwuwu..." The girl who was pushed into the sink by the red hair could not free herself from the hand holding her head no matter how hard she struggled. She was like a herbivore being choked by a large carnivore, trembling along the way. The spine climbed up to the brain, the water at the bottom of the sink wetted the hair, and the broken voice of the cry was broken.
Yayoi ignored her crying and did not let go of her hand holding her head, "But I don't think you will let me call the teacher."
His wrist stung slightly, Yayoi frowned and found that his skin was scratched. The other party had his nails done. There were nails on the nails, nail polish was applied on them, and there were cute rabbit patterns on the nails, but they were so cute. His nails grabbed her wrist, and the sharp nails dug into her flesh, trying to make her let go.
Yayoi paused. With her physique, such a wound would heal in a short time, so it didn't matter if she left it alone.
Yayoi looked at the girl, her eyes so calm that it made people feel cold. After thinking for a while, she raised her other free hand and removed the girl's shoulder joint neatly.
Her hands hung down limply, the girl's pupils shrank violently, her legs trembled spasmodically, and her lips turned white.
The amber eyes were calm and calm, as if looking at a fish placed on the chopping board. The calmness made people's hands and feet go cold, and there was no sound for a long time.
"Then what are you going to do?"
There was a smile in her voice, and there was no hint of fear. Misako let go of the other person's hair and stood up from the other person, smoothing the messy hair and tidying up the messy clothes.
"Just beat her until there's no way to stop me from finding the teacher." Yayoi's voice was calm, just like her eyes. There was no pleasure, no anger, no joy or sadness.
"Do you want to hit me?"
Yayoi tilted his head, and the red hair sticking to his cheeks slid down against the soft skin.
This incident became a watershed. After that time passed, their interactions began to increase.
Misako was popular among boys, but not so popular among girls. Girls at the same time described Misako as 'a young lady from a wealthy Tokyo family who looks down on country people like them'.
The faces of the three girls who bullied Misako had long been blurred by time, but the image of Misako became clear in her mind little by little. Her conversation was not as elegant as her posture in the toilet that day. He is also not very calm and steady. He often takes Yayoi and plays wildly outside. He drives his bicycle like a motorcycle, opens his mouth, laughs hahahahahahahaha, and shouts that homework and men are bullshit. His voice echoes for half an hour. There was a crazy girl in the town. For a period of time, she often came to her house to eat rice. She would smear rice on the corner of her mouth, stuff her mouth full, and vaguely praise her mother's good craftsmanship. At the end, she also said, "Little Red Hair, you want it too." Become such a virtuous and beautiful woman.
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She still remembered that Misako once shouted "men are shit", which was similar to Nanami Kento's words, and vowed not to rely on dog men to live her life. The vow she made at that time was slapped in the face by her future self.
Apart from many advertising papers, there was only this invitation in the mailbox. When Satoru Gojo came downstairs, he saw his wife sitting among a pile of messy advertising papers, smiling with her eyes bent.
The big white cat narrowed its eyes, sat down behind his wife in a familiar manner, and lifted her into his lap.
"What are you looking at?" Satoru Gojo put his arm around his wife's waist, placed his chin on her hair, and rubbed it gently.
"My friend is getting married and invited me to her wedding." Yayoi leaned sideways in Satoru Gojo's arms and rested her head on his shoulder.
Satoru Gojo glanced at the exquisite invitation casually, pouted, and the boss said unhappily: "Why didn't you tell me that you have friends?"
"Time passed so long that I didn't think about it for a moment," Yayoi said. "I didn't expect that she would get married."
Misako always said that men are made of shit.
Satoru Gojo paused, and his eyes fell on the invitation again. The paper was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the small gilded characters glowed like gold in the sunlight.
"Speaking of which, it seems we don't have a wedding." Satoru Gojo blinked.
I was so young at the time that I tricked someone into going to the city hall without much thought. I went out on a mission a few days after signing the marriage contract, and I didn't even spend my honeymoon properly.
Shoulders slumped, Satoru Gojo rested his chin on Yayoi's shoulder and rubbed his cheek against Yayoi's face.
"Are you unhappy?" Satoru Gojo said softly.
Yayoi thought about it for a while. She really hadn't seriously considered this issue. At that time, she didn't even think that she would get married.
Yayoi thought about it seriously and said seriously, "I'm unhappy, do you want to comfort me?"
Satoru Gojo kissed Yayoi on the lips, "Gentle and beautiful Mrs. Gojo, forgive your lovely husband."
The corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up, and Yayoi squinted his eyes, like a lazy cat, with tiny golden sun shining in his eyes.
She turned sideways, sat on Satoru Gojo's lap, turned to face him, held his cheeks, raised her head and kissed his eyebrows.
"You and Mutsuki are an unexpected surprise." Yayoi said softly.
Warm breath fell on Satoru Gojo's forehead, the wind carried a warm and lingering breath, and his soul seemed to be immersed in a warm hot spring water.
She never thought she would start a family and have children.
The corners of the big white cat's lips raised even more wildly, and its white head dug into the crook of Yayoi's neck. The soft hair was rubbed everywhere by him, and while rubbing it, it cooed something, the sound was too vague. Qing, Yayoi didn't hear clearly.
"What did you say?" Yayoi asked holding his waist.
"nothing."
The pale blue eyes were full of feline cunning. The cunning big cat lowered his head and kissed his wife's lips, scraping the folds with his teeth, lingering on them meaningfully with his tongue, and finally biting them lightly with his teeth. For a moment.
Yayoi's cheeks turned red as she looked at the cat that had been kissing her in different ways since her marriage. The hot heat steamed up to her forehead, leaving everything behind.
The spring sunshine soaked into the gorgeous cherry blossoms, and the crimson flowers rained down from the branches, and the wind carried a sleep-inducing drunkenness.
Yayoi is lying on Satoru Gojo's shoulder, and Satoru Gojo is holding her waist. The two people sticking together are like two cats basking in the sun under the shade of a tree.
Yayoi was sticky for a while before he remembered Mutsuki, "Where's Mutsuki?"
The wife in her arms moved.
As soon as the words fell, there was a series of clicking footsteps in the hearing range, the sound of keys being inserted into the keychain, the paper partition door of the Japanese room was opened, and the little white hair ran in excitedly, with bright amber eyes. of.
"Dad! Mom! I want to raise a cat!" After saying that, he raised the cat in his hand.
Little Bai Mao, who was holding the cat, blinked when he saw his parents stuck together, his cheeks still flushed with a thin red from the strenuous exercise.
Satoru Gojo raised his eyelids and found that his wife in his arms froze for a moment.
Satoru Gojo paused, wondering what kind of cat could attract his daughter's attention. His daughter hugged the wild cat outside, ran to him, and sat down next to him.
The soft meows of cats filled the air, and the tiny spots of light were soft and warm.
Satoru Gojo turned around and saw a very familiar cat. The orange cat fur glowed with fine golden brilliance under the sun. The cat's eyes narrowed into two thin slits. The cat with a tigerish face faced Satoru Gojo. Out of sight.
The cat drooped its eyelids and yawned lazily.
Satoru Gojo: "...I don't agree, throw it away."
The author has something to say:
Yes, Xiao Bai Mao picked up a big orange cat and brought it back, but it was different from her mother's big orange cat. Xiao Bai Mao's big orange cat was the one she took home by jumping up and down.
Gojo Cat: I don’t agree, throw it away.
Of course, her father was unwilling to let this tangerine enter the house, even if it was an tangerine, and it looked so similar to the tangerine his wife had raised before. After her father made a unilateral argument, he finally agreed. The father and daughter discussed it. Her father didn't want the big orange cat to come into the house, and she didn't want her father to be unhappy. Finally, they unanimously decided to foster the orange cat at Jie Ge's house. Bai Mao can go to Jie Ge’s house to play with the orange cat.
Brother Jie: Do you, mother and daughter, have any special feelings for such a fat orange cat? (Meditationjpg.)
Orange cat: Meow. (Sekimoto’s nonsense)
Jie Ge's house is close to Gojo Maomao's house. As a result, the little white cat ran to Jie Ge's house to play whenever he could. Sometimes he even slept at Jie Ge's house instead of going home, hugging the big orange cat and sleeping together.
Gojo Cat: ...Jay, I want to duel with you.
Brother Jie: Didn’t you put the cat in my house? (What do your own sins have to do with me?)
Brother Jie: If you can, take this orange back with your daughter. (Dead fish eyes jpg.)
PS: This orange cat is a bit thinner than the orange cat that Xiao Hongmao had raised before. He has been raising it at Brother Jie’s house for a few months. The food is so good that he has to catch up with the big orange cat. Gojo cat is even more unhappy. .
Orange: Meow.
There are still one or two chapters left in this extra chapter, and it will be officially finished once it is written. Thank you little angels for your support for so long~
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