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After calming down and pondering Hipper's words, one can actually uncover the truth hidden beneath those romantic words. The genius's years of surveillance, completely captured by the Six Eyes, clearly had only murderous intent at first, right? How did such a twisted relationship become such a... sweet and beautiful love story?
Why did Gojo Satoru always choose you? Wasn't it because he wanted to kill you the most from the beginning? With his reckless personality, he couldn't stand being watched while he was still alive, let alone the Peeping Tom he hadn't caught for more than ten years.
And you, you can analyze his actions as a firm choice...
You are a genius!
I know Hipper is very charming, but she did so many excessive things... It didn't seem too excessive, just looking at Gojo Satoru a few more times.
Well, it’s not too much. If she wants to see it, just let her.
Do you hate geniuses? They don't exist. If there really is one, then he's just a nobody.
In every sense, Gojo Satoru and Hipper are a match made in heaven. It's amazing that two people with the same huge flaws in their personalities can get together.
No, it wasn't just a gathering; it was a deliberate approach, premeditated. Hipper had already planned to put the three of them together. As for Mr. Yemo's accidental discovery of a civilian sorcerer while he was out...
Telling lies, isn't that what Hipper is best at?
"well……"
It would be fine if there was only one Gojo Satoru, but now there are three, and another one is on the way.
Did he really treat Rokugan as a toy? He didn't even consider whether he could defeat it.
Forget it, even geniuses have to suffer. If she gets involved with Gojo Satoru, her life is over. Don't even think about getting rid of him.
What a dangerous love.
Although he often feels jealous that Wu is cared about by Xipo, if that is the price to pay, he should just stay calm and maintain the status quo.
Sometimes, it is not a good thing to pursue the title of the strongest too much. Let Gojo Satoru take it.
All the pressure was transferred to the strongest, who could enjoy the shade under the big tree. Living off a friend's generosity based on one's ability was also a form of strength.
The love between two people is too fragile, the triangle is the most stable.
I can't make up any more stories. Among the three Six-Eyes, Satoru is the easiest to deal with. How can he compete with the other two Gojo Satoru who have all kinds of tricks up their sleeves?
Unheard of, never seen before, such love should be recorded in history.
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Hipper had already carefully selected all the ingredients needed for dinner, but Geto Suguru, who followed silently behind her, looked dazed. He just mechanically took the shopping bag she handed over, as if he was completely isolated from the outside world.
As far as carrying bags was concerned, he was quite competent—quiet and obedient, accepting whatever was given to him. Unlike Gojo Satoru, who was like a walking megaphone, broadcasting until the battery ran out.
Just be quiet. Jie always gets stuck on some small problem and thinks about it for a long time. He's probably just stuck in a dead end again. Don't worry about him. If there's any problem, just let Gojo-sensei give him another beating.
"The quantity is enough. Buy another bottle of yogurt." After counting the ingredients and confirming them, he took a 1L bottle of yogurt from the freezer and led the bewildered Geto Suguru to check out.
“It’s simply the spirit behind it.”
There is a kind of people who complain based on their mood regardless of the occasion.
"I can hear you, Hipper."
There is a kind of person who accepts all jokes with a smile. We usually call them: clay figures.
It’s just that this clay figurine of Geto Suguru has been fired in a kiln, so it’s usually not so easy to break.
"Haha, really? I was worried that you might fall down when you walk with your little eyes. Do you need your mother to hold you up?"
There are always exceptions and accidents. No matter how strong a clay figure is, it will crack if it falls too many times.
"... Let's go back. I'm hungry." Xia Yujie stopped trying to argue and immediately changed the subject. Hipper had a very good virtue: when the other party took the initiative to retreat, she was very considerate and would not pursue the victory - but it all depended on her mood.
They may continue to attack you when they are in a good mood, and they may continue to attack you when they are in a bad mood.
The sarcasm of a genius is random. If you guess it right, hold on. If you don't, accept your fate. Don't try to argue with Schipper. If you lose, you'll be furious. If you win, you'll get beaten.
The return journey followed the same route. Hipper urged Geto Suguru in the brisk tone of someone cleaning, "Tomorrow is the final battle, Pokémon Master. Want to bring back some local specialties?"
Everything will be settled after tomorrow, and he will return to the summer of 2005, the timeline where nothing had happened yet.
2018, belonging to Geto Suguru, will be a different future.
"No, it's better to keep the sense of surprise in the future."
This is not Geto Suguru's future, and he doesn't belong here. Everyone wants to go home, and so does he.
The boy turned his head and gave her a pure smile, his eyes bright.
"We have a future." He paused and repeated softly, "The future will all be us."
This is how teenagers of their age should be—smiling freely, with a light in their eyes and a dream in their hearts, their smiles free of hesitation. It's as if the years are endless, and they'll never be caught up by time. Even the word "future" comes out of their mouths as if it were natural.
We should be looking forward to tomorrow and the future without worries, rushing to the mountains and the sea with our dreams. But now the opportunity is right in front of us - we don't know where we will go, but we are already on the road.
Even if we will eventually separate in the future, but... "Summer will come again and again, and those who are destined to meet will meet again."
The young man named Geto Suguru smiled carefree at this moment and spoke of a future that would surely come true.
"You and I, both have no worries."
“…It’s incredible.”
Summer will come again and again, and you and I have nothing to worry about. How could someone say something like this? Did Geto Suguru have a sudden realization?
No more suffering in summer? No more wanting to be the strongest? No more worrying about protecting ordinary people?
"I'm relieved." The girl stopped at the alley entrance and looked back with a strange sense of satisfaction in her eyes. "Teacher Gojo's educational approach is still very effective in dealing with problem students."
No, it has nothing to do with Gojo Satoru. This is all thanks to you. But... never mind, let's just leave it at that.
The anchor point shifted, and Hipper's questions sounded a little unclear. He only vaguely heard something like a dream.
"What did you ask me just now?"
"Dreams. What do you want to do in the future?" Hipper bit into a newly opened lollipop, tapping lightly on the phone screen with his fingertips. "Don't always think about those old-fashioned things. Think about the daydreams that should be had at your age."
"Dream..." He was suddenly speechless at the question, his mind blank, unable to form a proper answer. But then, that figure, always smiling frivolously and doing whatever he wanted, appeared before him. "Teaching students, cultivating the next generation..." he muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised. "Seems, not bad, right?"
It's great that you think so.
Hipper crunched her candy, her fingertips rapidly tapping on the screen to send a message to Itadori Yuji—his room had been requisitioned as the venue for tonight's dinner party. "Someone like you," she smiled softly, looking up, "will definitely become the second most popular teacher among the students."
"Only second?" Xia Yujie raised his eyebrows and gave him a questioning look.
"Who's number one?"
"First?" The genius put his arm around his shoulder and smiled matter-of-factly. "Besides me—could it be that idiot Gojo Satoru?"
Once you become a sorcerer, you will be immersed in it for the rest of your life. If all three of them became teachers, would this kind of thing still happen to the class of Yuji Itadori in 2018?
"Come to the kitchen to help in the afternoon, and let Primordial Body handle the task." She could do it alone, but it was obvious that two people would be more efficient and would also allow some time for rest.
Helping in the kitchen? He was already used to being bossed around by Hipper—whenever he had a moment's free time, he'd be told to do this and that, even simple tasks like sweeping the floor and setting the table. Gojo Satoru would only make things worse if he helped in the kitchen, and as for Naoko... she was too slow.
The two strolled side by side down the school path, their laughter punctuating their conversation. As they passed the training ground, the students inside paused, their gazes following their figures with curiosity.
"They have such a good relationship," Nobara Kugisaki sighed, gazing at the two figures in the distance. She rarely saw Hipper so relaxed, let alone chatting with someone for such a long time—could it be because they were from the same generation? She'd thought it was because of the generational IQ gap that she couldn't talk to them, but it turns out geniuses can also be open and honest.
"Because...that's the person Hipper wants to save, right?" Yuji Itadori pointed out sharply, then smiled warmly, "Just like us now, aren't we being saved by her?"
Yes, in fact, Hipper came to this world in the beginning just because there was also a Gojo Satoru here, and they were people that the genius saved.
Sensing everyone's gazes, the two turned their heads simultaneously. Geto, his hands full of food, could only offer an apologetic smile. Hipper glanced lazily and drawled, "Be good, teacher—or you won't have any food tonight."
Does this really count as encouraging them?
"So, is it the same at Hipper's high school over there?" Skipping classes is a common occurrence, and training is something he skips whenever he wants. As for homework and exams? I'm afraid he never even touches them.
"Well - as a genius, it's normal to have some privileges." Gojo Satoru clapped his hands with a playful smile and called the students together. Obviously, this consolation did not have any substantial effect.
The Primordial Object, having completed its mission, joined in the fun and offered a supplementary answer. "Hippo never went to school. She only had to take exams for her high school courses, and she never did any homework."
Academically, you just need to go through the motions and as long as you maintain your grades, Ye Mo Zhengdao will not interfere if you skip classes or sleep. He will also considerately ask if you have been too tired recently.
"Don't underestimate geniuses." The cognitive gap lies between ordinary people and geniuses. It is a rare wisdom for ordinary people to be able to see their own limitations.
Accept the ordinariness calmly - this is the fate of most people.
"Ask her for more help. Hipper isn't that busy."
As long as you ask, she won't refuse you.