Chapter 69

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Don't you go to school?

Looking at the person in front of him, Dongshu felt a sudden shiver run down his spine.

"Hmm? Going to school?" Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, his eyes practically looking up at the sky. "Well... I'm on a mission right now."

He waved his hand and concluded, "You could say I'm still in school."

Fuyuki remarked, "Amazing, the curriculum at the Sorcery Academy is truly unique."

Gojo Satoru chimed in, "There's nothing special about it."

Fuyuki: "Oh..."

Gojo Satoru fell silent: "..."

The two stared at each other, and the unspoken conversation ended in silence.

After a long silence between them, Dongshu finally gave in: "Do you want to come with me? Do your task first."

Gojo Satoru cheered like a child, "Yay!"

He flashed a peace sign and deliberately leaned close to Fuyuki, saying, "I won!"

Fuyuki: "......"

I don't want to talk to strange people.

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“Heh.”

With a casual remark, a powerful spell surged forth in an instant, and under its control, the A-rank cursed spirit was shattered like paper.

Gojo Satoru twisted his wrist, surrounded by billowing dust. The powerful spell had completely destroyed the abandoned buildings around him, revealing the clash of powers.

With the accounts receivable collected, all the remaining troublesome matters fell to the assistant supervisor. Gojo Satoru, who had taken on an easier task, waved to someone not far away: "Let's go, let's go eat chocolate."

Dongshu walked over, his voice clearer: "I recently saw a new shop and wanted to recommend it to you. How about that? Aren't I thoughtful!"

His smug look seemed to say, "Come on, praise me!"

Fuyuki obliged him, saying, "Wow~ You're so nice, Satoru-chan~"

Even though it was only their second meeting, Fuyuki managed to perfectly mimic the other person's somewhat strange and cheeky tone.

"Of course, I'm the strongest." He seemed quite proud of himself.

"Mmm, mmm, you're the best, you're the best. So let's go buy some chocolate."

Fuyuki rarely eats chocolate because it always has a slightly bitter taste amidst its sweetness. However, she once accidentally ate a chocolate with a liqueur filling, which truly opened up a whole new world for her.

After all, it was the first time she had ever tasted alcohol. Although afterwards, everyone in the citadel gave her a hundred lessons about the harms of drinking.

Well, anyway, it's pretty scary.

As Fuyuki walked, her heart was filled with anticipation for the unknown delicacies.

The small piece of black chocolate in front of me has a high price tag.

Fuyuki was shocked for a moment, but still managed to win.

Delicious food is not to be missed!

A rich, sweet aroma spreads through the mouth, unlike anything experienced before. It's pure sweetness with a delicate, smooth texture that lingers on the lips and teeth.

The sweetness slid down his throat, and with each sip, the fading sweetness made Dongshu squint his eyes in bliss.

"Sigh..." she sighed, unable to find the right words to express herself. After another bite, she exclaimed, "So delicious."

The simple and unadorned description vividly expresses the deliciousness of dark chocolate.

With a chocolate dangling from his mouth, Gojo Satoru gave a thumbs-up in agreement, finished it in two bites, and said, "The chocolate I like is of course good."

Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped, his eyes drawn to the sight. He turned his head, still managing to say, "Who do you take me for? I'm..."

He paused in his speech.

"What's wrong?" Fuyuki looked up at him, wondering why he had stopped talking. Following Gojo Satoru's gaze, she saw a small stall.

There sat an old man, his hands moving carefully and meticulously, yet swiftly and deftly placing the syrup in the correct spot, creating a lifelike image.

It's sugar painting.

Fuyuki was somewhat surprised, but he hadn't expected to see this thing here.

Sugar painting is a traditional folk craft in China. In her hazy memories of the past, she could find traces of it, and she used to love it.

Whether it's the spinning wheel that you can never get to spin the dragon and phoenix, or the beautiful candy you hold in your hand, it's all very sweet.

Gojo Satoru's eyes were filled with curiosity, his nose twitched, and there was a sweet smell about him.

"Want some?" Dongshu asked him.

Gojo Satoru nodded: "It looks interesting, so I'll bravely try new things!"

As he spoke, he walked up to the old man. On the table were various patterns, some simple and some complex, a wide variety.

The old man chuckled: "Young man, which one do you want? You can turn it or choose."

He gestured to the turntable on the table.

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru's interest grew even stronger, and he waved his hand, saying, "Let me take a look around."

Long, slender fingers moved the pointer, and the stationary arrow spun rapidly. Dongshu's eyes widened.

This is not scientific!

The stopped pointer was pointing at the image of a dragon, a dreamlike image that had never been seen before in the blur.

"Oh, a dragon! You're in luck!" The old man skillfully began melting sugar in his hands, and soon the sticky sugar outlined the outline of a dragon on the marble slab.

Without breaking, the details are drawn continuously in one stroke, and a majestic dragon takes shape on the bamboo stick. The small shovel separates the sugar painting from the marble slab, and the independent dragon is handed to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru took it and carefully took a bite. The beautiful yet fragile candy lived up to its reputation.

Although the flavor was simple, it was refreshingly sweet, which was quite novel for Gojo Satoru, who was used to cloying sweetness.

He successfully forgot about dark chocolate and dragon-shaped sugar paintings became his new favorite.

Looking at the person in front of her who was as happy as a child, even skipping around as he walked, Fuyuki sighed and took a bite of the little bird-shaped sugar painting in her hand, feeling unconvinced.

Why are there birds again?!

Her cheeks puffed out, and her mouth tasted faintly sweet; she actually rarely ate such a light flavor.

She quickened her pace to walk alongside Gojo Satoru: "Satoru-kun, are you always this free?"

Gojo Satoru said smugly, "I'm busy every day. What do you take me for? Someone who likes to skip class and fight?"

Fuyuki: "?"

Gojo Satoru said confidently, "I am the most outstanding, talented, handsome, and strongest Gojo Satoru in history, with excellent character and academic performance and unparalleled talent!"

He finished speaking in one breath, then raised an eyebrow and looked at Fuyuki.

Fuyuki: "......"

Dongshu read aloud indifferently, "Ah...that's amazing."

She even clapped her hands to show her genuine feelings of praise.

To be honest, she didn't believe it.

Gojo Satoru: "Fuyuki-chan, you should learn from me! Let me tell you, teachers love students like me the most, and my classmates like me too~"

He bent down and approached Dongshu, a confident smile playing on his lips. Black round sunglasses partially obscured his blue eyes, which shimmered in the sunlight.

Dongshu blinked, but didn't back away from the handsome face so close to hers. She slowly continued reading, "Wow~ That's amazing~"

She's tired of using the word "amazing".

But for a moment she really couldn't think of any suitable words to express her feelings.

Gojo Satoru straightened up and snorted softly, "Of course."