Chapter 19, Section 18

He eventually poured out the remaining three bottles and the little milk that Gojo Satoru still had in his hand.

I've lost money.

If the breakfast milk is canceled, then all that vomiting was for nothing! What did she sacrifice? Besides having a terrible jaw pain and a stomach cramp that prevented her from eating anything, what did she get in return?

(He received Gojo Satoru's favoritism.)

No, thank you, but that's not necessary.

Cancellation is absolutely out of the question! Breakfast milk is the happiest time of the day! It must not be taken away!

Airi Matsuzaka reached out from under the covers and grabbed Satoru Gojo's clothes, pulling him toward her.

The force wasn't strong; he could easily break free. If he ignored it and just left, there was no way to stop him.

Gojo Satoru complied with her wishes and sat down, leaning against the headboard with interest, wanting to see what she was going to do.

I'd like to keep the breakfast milk, which should fulfill one of his requests, right?

This was the first time Airi had ever asked him for a favor.

Hmm, I'm looking forward to it.

...

Um?

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement.

so……?

"Ha..." Gojo Satoru's relaxed smile vanished, replaced by a forced smile. "That's not how someone asks for a favor."

How can someone do something like this: making a mistake, refusing to admit it, and then making unreasonable demands and begging for help?

You need to lower your stance.

Put on an act as if you need something from someone.

Can you at least put on a show to make me happy?

How can you be so sure I'll agree? Hmm?

"Taking advantage of being favored and becoming arrogant" perfectly describes how Ai Li Zhi acts.

"Enlightenment..."

I cannot soften my stance, nor can I actually ask for help.

So~

Did this soft, sweet voice make you back down for me?

Are you going to push me away?

It's easy; you just need to stand up and leave, but then you won't be able to hear me.

It's a today-only offer, so would you like to consider saying yes?

"cunning."

He said in a low voice.

"Enlightenment..."

Airi Matsuzaka called out softly again.

"Alright, alright, here you go." He remained silent for a while, then could only respond with a smile.

You shouldn't ask for too much the first time; knowing how to ask for help is a good start.

Next time, I won't let you pass so easily.

Gojo Satoru thought the matter was over, and that Airi would probably turn her back on him. He more or less guessed how coldly Airi would push him away next—

"Enlightenment~"

She called his name again in a sweet voice.

It's delicate, soft, and very sweet.

In short, it's so addictive, I want to listen to it a hundred more times.

"Uh-huh."

Gojo Satoru nodded, propped his upper body on the bed, and rested his face on one hand, waiting for her to continue.

Not bad, you've learned to push your luck.

Hmm, let me guess, Airi is probably going to say she wants to eat super spicy ramen.

?

No.

She nestled under the covers, took his hand in hers, and gently traced her fingertips across his palm—it was as if she were touching his heart.

...How audacious! It's utterly ignorant and fearless.

How can he retaliate?

Caramel milk tea?

After finishing writing, she withdrew her hand and tried to shrink back under the covers, but Gojo Satoru grabbed it halfway through and started playing with it. "Low sugar?" He immediately understood.

So it turns out it's not that I don't like sweets, it's that I don't like anything beyond a certain limit, even my sense of taste is like that.

So why do you like spicy food in particular? Logically speaking, you should hate something that's too spicy, which is beyond your control.

Airi can handle spicy food, but there's a limit. She'll eat super spicy food, even if she's crying her eyes out.

I was a little curious before, because Airi isn't someone who follows the rule of "not wasting food".

Why do we have to eat only spicy food?

This makes it very easy to understand.

Spicy is a sensation of pain.

We cannot let our guard down.

She's such a prickly young lady, her whole being is a secret.

With his mind clear, Wu Tiaowu happily relaxed his restraints.

"What else would you like? Low-sugar is fine too."

Revealing to him that you don't dislike sweetness is a good start, gradually breaking down her psychological defenses, and then Airi will be his.

Then gradually increase the sweetness from low sugar.

After all... if they kissed, Airi would definitely taste an excessive amount of sweetness from him.

It's better to get familiar with it sooner rather than later.

"May I?"

Her smile seemed a little more genuine.

It seems the information she released was true.

The information that they like low-sugar foods is confirmed.

"Sure, is there anything else you'd like?"

Gojo Satoru shrugged and waited for her to finish writing.

Coffee jelly?

By his standards of taste, this thing had absolutely no flavor.

That's way too low in sugar.

She paused, tapping her fingertips against his palm, hesitant about whether to write it down.

So cute.

Airi's occasional glimpses of her true self are so endearing, and this rarity heightens his spirits.

It is precisely because it is rare and precious that it is all the more valuable; if we could see it all the time, it would lose its surprise and delight.

"We can eat it tonight."

All hesitation vanished.

Airi Matsusaka wrote "grape" on his palm.

Her favorite food is grapes.

I like almost everything that tastes like grapes.

But I still like fruit the most.

Fructose is the best; she will never dislike it.

"My favorite."

Um?

Gojo Satoru taught her for a long time without saying a word. Now, when she asked him to buy something, she just dismissed him with a simple "I like it the most."

It wasn't said to him.

"My favorite... grapes?" Gojo Satoru pondered the wording, wondering if he should secretly replace the low-sugar caramel milk tea with an extra-sweet one.

She was so sweet.

Airi Matsuzaka nodded and looked at him quietly, as if asking why he hadn't gone yet.

"Airi, is something missing from you?"

Airi Matsuzaka's expression immediately fell.

"Thanks."

Getting Aili to thank me is harder than getting her to take Xijiufu (a traditional Chinese medicine).

It is essential to let her know one thing—nothing is done without expecting anything in return.

Getting me to nod doesn't come without a price; it's my indulgence.

Everything has its limits, and so does my patience with you.

When will you stop testing me?

Be careful not to cross my deadline, little miss.

That's not something you can easily fool with a few sweet words.

"Um?"

I noticed Airi peeking her head out from under the covers, as if she wanted to say something, but she kept getting the pronunciation wrong.

What do you want to say?

Gojo Satoru snapped out of his daze and started paying a closer look at her lip movements.

They can speak but cannot pronounce or organize their words correctly; they don't want to speak or learn; and when they want to speak, they don't know how.

Airi is still a child.

Aside from his terrible personality of not caring about anything else while playing games.

"good evening?"

After looking at it for a long time without understanding it, he intuitively gave the answer.

Airi Matsusaka nodded.

"Do you want to learn?"

nod.

Was Airi saying goodnight to me just now?

"yes."

Huh? You admitted it? You're not talking back?

"But it's not noon yet, do we still need to have lunch?" Gojo Satoru reached out and touched her forehead, brushing aside the stray strands of hair that were inside her eye mask.

"You'll miss it if you fall asleep."

"Hand-Pulled Noodle."

"May I?"

Is he really that terrible and heartless? He even asks questions cautiously.

"Ramen tastes best when it's served in the shop." He casually observed Airi's expression, trying to find any sign of wavering.

"So, do you want your teacher to take you out to eat?"