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◎Yi Gu You Tai, a complete victory! ◎

"You rascal..."

Before Matsuna Yuuki could finish speaking, Megumi Fushiguro, realizing what was happening, covered her mouth.

"Don't speak," Fushiguro Megumi whispered to Yuuki Matsuna.

He turned to look at Gojo Satoru, trying to explain Matsuna Yuuki's behavior: "Gojo-sensei, you know, Matsuna... Matsuna isn't very bright."

Yuuki Matsuna's eyes widened. She wanted to speak and refute Fushiguro Megumi's words, but because her mouth was tightly covered, she couldn't open her mouth to express her thoughts.

Helpless, she could only express herself through physical gestures. She angrily raised her hand, but it was pressed down by Yuta Etsuko.

"Is that so? Then why don't you let the teacher punch Yuuki in the head a few times?" Gojo Satoru's words were full of danger. "That way, maybe the teacher can turn Yuuki's damaged brain back into a good one."

"Teacher, you must be joking. Nobody can withstand your punches, right?" Yuta Otsukotsu said, standing next to Matsuna Yuuki.

“That seems to be the case.” Gojo Satoru drawled, “But no matter what, I really want to punch Yuuki in the head a few times. What am I going to do?”

"It's better not to do that. I'm not going to pay for your actions." Shoko Ieiri sat down in her office chair.

She looked up at Yuuki Matsuna, who had fully recovered, and said, "She's completely fine now. If you were to punch her a few times, you'd only be adding to my burden."

"If that's the case, then get out and never come back in."

"Oh dear, what should we do?" Gojo Satoru's smile grew colder and colder. "It seems like a lot of people are protecting you, Yuuki. Even though Teacher is the most innocent one."

"The teacher got punched by you like that, I'm so angry!"

Gojo Satoru stood up and walked away, trying to calm himself down. He then said, "Yuki, you should have Etokotsu protect you for now. Teacher needs some time to calm down."

He clenched his teeth and said, "It's best not to appear in front of the teacher during this time."

Fushiguro Megumi breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his hand from Yuuki Matsuna's mouth. But as soon as he did, he heard Yuuki Matsuna shout at Gojo Satoru.

"It's not like anyone wants to see you anymore. I never want to see you again, you scumbag teacher!"

Seeing that Fushiguro Megumi was about to cover her mouth again, Yuuki Matsuna turned her head to the side.

She shouted again, "You're fired! I'm never having you as my bodyguard again, and I'll never like you, you scumbag teacher, again!"

"Scum who abandoned students in a dangerous place—ugh—"

Fushiguro Megumi covered Yuuki Matsuna's mouth again; he felt so nervous that he was about to break out in a sweat.

Standing by the door, next to Gojo Satoru who was about to leave, Inuyama Tsubaki swallowed hard.

He seemed to see a large "well" character appear above the heads of the five teachers.

Gojo Satoru finally left.

"Why are you covering my mouth, Megumi? I still have so much to say to that scumbag teacher." Yuuki Matsuna glared at Fushiguro Megumi.

She said angrily, "Damn it, I wanted to punch that shameless bastard in the face a few more times so that even his only redeeming quality would disappear."

Yuki Matsu clenched his fists, determined to find another opportunity to punch Gojo Satoru in the face a few more times.

I'm so angry!!!

One punch wasn't enough to vent my anger!

"Why did you beat up Gojo-sensei?" Fushiguro Keibun asked, relieved. "While he certainly doesn't deserve respect,... is it really worth hating him this much?"

"Megumi doesn't understand how I feel!" Yuuki Matsuna puffed out her cheeks and said angrily, "That guy just left me in a place surrounded by curse masters and cursed spirits!"

"And—!" Yuuki Matsuna gritted her teeth as she said this, "He didn't even try to save me, he just wanted to collect my corpse, isn't that going too far!"

"I'll never like that scumbag again!"

I've had my fill of watching the play at home.

"Once you've recovered, hurry up and get out of here. Don't interfere with my dissection of the corpse." After watching everything, Ieiri Shoko lost interest.

She urged the group to leave, adding, "If you want to put on a show of friendship, let's go outside and talk some more."

"Okay, thank you, Miss Ieiri!" Yuki Matsuna got off the hospital bed and said, "Miss Ieiri, next time you see that scumbag, please punch him in the face for me!"

“…I’ll think about it.” Ieiri Shoko paused for a moment before replying.

*

After everyone left, Shoko Ieiri turned to the window and said, "So, what exactly did you do to make the little girl who likes you hate you so much?"

A white-haired man suddenly appeared on the windowsill. He sat on the windowsill, seemingly lost in thought.

Shoko Ieiri asked again, "You didn't leave at all, did you? Why were you hiding there the whole time? What, are you finally going to switch from being a sorcerer to a voyeur and truly become a scumbag?"

“That’s strange,” Gojo Satoru said.

“This isn’t surprising to you at all, is it? Aren’t you the best at being disliked by girls?” Ieiri Shoko recalled Ankahime and added, “Don’t you ever look at yourself to see why you’re not popular with women?”

Gojo Satoru chuckled and arrogantly said, "I can only blame others for having no taste in women because I'm not popular with them."

“However, that’s not what I’m talking about.” Gojo Satoru changed his mind, his voice lowering to a serious tone. “Shoko, when you were using the Reversal Technique, you should have sensed something was wrong, right?”

“Hmm,” Ieiri Shoko replied, “It feels like something inside my body is resisting my treatment.”

"If I had shown even the slightest hostility while I was treating that little girl, that thing would have killed me without hesitation."

"I'm right here. What could that thing possibly do to kill you?" Gojo Satoru sneered. "Is it because I got punched by my own student that you think my strength has declined?"

"...While it did surprise me that you got punched by a student, I don't think so." Ieiri Shoko paused for a few seconds, then said, "It's just that thing is very strong."

"Her strength was palpable; that's probably why those curse masters attacked her, right?"

“That should be the case, but it’s not just for that reason.” Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, recalling the past, and then said, “There should be something else more important about Yuki.”

Other things that are enough to shatter everyone's previous understanding.

"I'm really curious," Gojo Satoru said. "Just how much of a surprise will Yuuki have in store for me?"

Shoko Ieiri did not reply; she lowered her head, seemingly deep in thought.

"What's wrong?" Gojo Satoru glanced at her and asked.

"Can I punch you?" Shoko Ieiri looked up and said, "That girl just asked me to punch you, but it doesn't seem to do me any good."

"But I really want to punch you in the face."

The tic-tac-toe mark reappeared on Gojo Satoru's face, and he smiled as he asked, "What do you think?"

“…It seems that won’t work.” Ieiri Shoko turned around and said.

"Although Matsuna said she wanted to hire me as your personal bodyguard, my skills are far inferior to Gojo-sensei's, aren't they?"

Yuta poured a cup of tea for Yuuki Matsuna, who was sitting in his dormitory, and said, "If it's for your safety, I think it would be better for Yuuki to continue having Gojo-sensei as your bodyguard, okay?"

“I don’t want to.” Yuki Matsuna shook her head firmly and said, “I never want to see that guy’s face again. Whenever I see his face, I can’t help but want to punch him a few times.”

"And—!" Yuuki Matsuna's voice was tinged with anger as she gritted her teeth and said, "What kind of bodyguard would leave their employer among curse masters and cursed spirits, waiting to collect their employer's corpse!"

"This kind of person is no longer qualified to be a bodyguard!" Yuuki Matsuna picked up her phone. "I'm going to call Daddy and Mommy and have them complain about this bodyguard!"

"Wait...wait a minute." Yuuta grabbed her wrist, stopping her movement, and said, "How about we wait a little longer and see?"

"Yuta doesn't want to be my bodyguard?" Yuki Matsuna misunderstood Yuta's meaning. She looked up and said somewhat dejectedly, "If Yuta doesn't want to, then forget it."

“That’s not what I meant.” Yuta sat down next to her and explained, “I’m very happy to be Matsuna’s bodyguard.”

"But I don't have the strength of Gojo-sensei. What if I can't protect Matsuna if she gets into danger?"

“Yuta, you’re so responsible.” Yuki Matsuna held his hand and said, “Compared to that scumbag teacher, you are far more responsible. No one is more suitable to be my bodyguard than you.”

Compared to that guy who would throw his employer into danger, Yuta is like a radiant angel descended from heaven!

Yuuki Matsuna's gaze towards Otsukoshi Yuta changed.

She became even more determined and pleaded, "Yuta, please be my personal bodyguard!"

"Ah." Yuta rubbed his head sheepishly and said, "Since Matsuna says so, then please take care of me."

"So, what do you usually do when you're with Gojo-sensei?" Yuta asked after a moment's hesitation.

He glanced cautiously at Matsuna Yuuki's expression and added, "If Matsuna can't answer, then just pretend I didn't ask."

"Why can't I say?" Yuki Matsuna didn't understand what he meant.

Recalling the days she spent with Gojo Satoru a few days ago, Yuuki Matsuna said angrily, "I should have known that scumbag teacher would do something like this, how despicable!"

"What responsible bodyguard would lie in his employer's bed?!"

"What?" Yuta Otsuko asked in surprise, "Gojo-sensei slept in the same bed that Matsuna used to sleep in?"

"Hmm?" Yuuki Matsuna didn't notice Otsukoshi Yuta's unusual behavior. She shook her head and explained, "That scumbag teacher did indeed sleep in my bed once, but what you said, Yuta, is too ambiguous."

"It's lying down, not sleeping. That guy just made the decision on his own without my permission."

"Is that so?" Yuta Otsukoshi nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Then... when the teacher goes out on missions, do you usually go with him?"

"I have quite a lot of tasks. If Matsuna keeps coming with me, she might end up like me, lacking sleep."

Yuta rubbed his hair and said, "I think Matsuna looks better without having such dark circles under her eyes like me."

Fearing that Yuuki Matsuna might misunderstand, Otsuko Yuta waved his hand and denied it, saying, "Ah, I didn't mean that Matsuna is not pretty because she has dark circles under her eyes. No matter what Matsuna looks like, I think Matsuna is very beautiful."

look.

What an innocent and adorable statement!

As expected, I'll make Yuta my first wife. Only a cute and innocent puppy like Yuta is qualified to be the first wife.

Yi Gu You Tai, a complete victory!

Without hesitation, Yuuki Matsuna took Otsuki Yuta's hand and said sincerely, "Yuta, after thinking about it, I've decided that you're the most suitable person to be my first wife. Please, please date me with marriage in mind."

"Become one of my boyfriends, and all my other boyfriends will be under You Tai's control. How about that? Pretty good, right?"

If it weren't for the following sentence and the words "first wife," Yi Gu You Tai might have thought it was a very sincere confession.

“Matsuna.” A troubled expression appeared on Otsukoshi Yuta’s face. He scratched his face with his fingers and said, “I’m a pure love guy.”

Wh...what—!

“I’m a little embarrassed,” Yiguyoutai paused for a moment, then said, “but some people call me the God of Pure Love.”

Yuki Matsuna stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"I'm a pure lover through and through, isn't Matsuna completely on a different path from me?" After hesitating for a moment, Yuta Otsukoshi asked.

He tentatively asked again, "Matsuna, do you want to go for the pure love story route?"

In no mood.

I don't want to die.

Mommy said that people who go down the pure love route don't get away with it.

In many shonen manga, the couples in the pure love story are often cannon fodder. After the love story is highlighted and the moral of love is explained, they are treated as cannon fodder and meet their demise.

Yuki Matsuna didn't want to be cannon fodder, nor did she want to die.

She felt that she was given the script of a heroine in an otome manga, so she should follow the script.

Those who don't follow the script will become people who defy the world's will and will be killed.

Yuki Matsuna swallowed hard, but didn't say anything.

*

"...What's wrong with you?"

As soon as Fushiguro Megumi entered the classroom, she saw Yuuki Matsuna lying listlessly on her desk, looking as if she were about to die.

He sat down in his seat and asked again, "Did you get beaten up by Mr. Gojo last night?"

"How could that be!" Yuuki Matsuna sat up abruptly, turned her head, and said, "How could I possibly let that scumbag teacher beat me up!"

"Then why are you like this?" Fushiguro Megumi took out his textbook, placed it on the table, leaned back in his chair, and looked down at Yuuki Matsuna, who had once again climbed onto the table.

Yuuki Matsuna replied weakly, as if she had lost her soul: "Megumi, I'm heartbroken."

"Heartbroken?" Fushiguro Megumi frowned and asked, "Did either Otsu-senpai or Inu-maki-senpai get a girlfriend? I haven't heard anything about it."

"Could it be Gojo-sensei?" He shook his head and denied it. "That's impossible. Gojo-sensei looks like he doesn't have a girlfriend."

"Why does that scumbag teacher even exist?!" Yuuki Matsuna perked up instantly at the mention of Gojo Satoru. "I don't like that guy anymore. Whether he's in a relationship or has a girlfriend is none of my business!"

After excitedly finishing her statement, she once again lost her composure: "It's Yuta..."

"What? Senior Yigu has a girlfriend?" Fushiguro Megumi's tone was full of surprise.

"That's not how it is! Yuta doesn't have a girlfriend yet!" Yuuki Matsuna exclaimed excitedly, slamming her hand on the table.

Fushiguro Megumi didn't understand: "Then why did you break up with your boyfriend?"

“Although I don’t have a girlfriend, but…but…” Yuuki Matsuna sniffed and said sadly, “it’s almost like being dumped.”

"Yuta...Yuta told me he's going for the pure love route!!"

"I finally made up my mind to make Yuta my first wife, but he's on the pure love route! Now I can't even be with Yuta! Damn it, where am I going to find someone as suitable as him to be my first wife!"

Fushiguro Megumi: ...

Such a boring reason?

He felt it wasn't worth it for him to have worried for a while about the idiot sitting next to him.

Fushiguro Megumi looked away, staring at the textbook on the table, no longer wanting to pay attention to Yuuki Matsuna.

Yuki Matsuna was completely absorbed in her own world, talking to herself.

"What should I do? Should I give up on Yuta? I already like Yuta so much, and I've already decided to make Yuta my first wife, but why does Yuta have to go down the pure love route?"

"I'm so sad. Where can I find another man who is good-tempered, capable, and responsible to be my first wife? I'm so sad."

Fukuro Megumi pretended not to hear.

“Oh, right.” Yuuki Matsuna seemed to have thought of something. She slapped the table and suddenly sat up.

She turned her head, staring blankly at Fushiguro Megumi, calling his name: "Megumi—Megumi—Megumi-chan—"

Unable to resist her calls, Fushiguro Megumi turned to look at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

“Megumi, be my first wife!” Yuuki Matsuna’s eyes lit up. “Megumi is handsome and his strength is decent. Although he’s not as strong as Etsu-senpai, the most important thing about being the first wife isn’t strength, but tolerance and responsibility.”

"Hui perfectly fits both of these criteria!"

Is this a compliment?

Fushiguro's lips twitched; he couldn't be happy at all to receive such praise.

“I refuse.” He turned his head and rejected Yuuki Matsuna without hesitation.

"Why—!" Yuuki Matsuna stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her voice trembling slightly, "Could it be... that you, Megumi, are also on the pure love route?"

"Could it be... that you, like Yuta, are a pure lover and are determined to follow the pure love path for the rest of your life?"

Matsuna Yuuki's face was pale, and her voice became weak: "Am I...am I going to be heartbroken twice in a row?"

Megumi Fushiguro turned his head mechanically, lowered his voice, and said, "Let's not talk about whether I'm going for the pure love route or not."

"Matsunai, I think there's something more important that needs to be taken care of first."

"What?" Yuki Matsuna asked.

“Matsuna, I’m starting to agree with Gojo-sensei’s ideas,” Fushiguro Megumi said. “I think I should take you to Gojo-sensei’s office and let him punch you in the head a few times.”

"That way your brain will recover its health."