Chapter 26: The Female College Teacher with a Bun (26)



Until Gojo Satoru handed Geto Suguru's body to Ieiri Shoko, Atobe Nanako had not yet recovered from the strange feeling just now. She stepped lightly on the ground with her toes, and followed Gojo Satoru in a trance all the way to the infirmary. Finally, she reacted after listening to the conversation between the two.

The part of her body that had the greatest influence on her emotions was simply too great.

Nanako Atobe still remembered some of the nameplate lines for Jujutsu O War, like the two words "bitter summer", which almost became the source of the boy's real bitterness.

Those two words concealed Geto's struggle and pain, which caused a boy who was still growing and not even an adult to begin to twist and go to the most difficult and unlikely place.

Bitter summer.

Who knows the true meaning of these two words?

The Gojo Satoru at that time didn't know, but the Gojo Satoru now knows.

He slowly turned around, his lonely back seemed to be shining with golden light in the sunlight. His blue eyes were filled with a mysterious look, and Atobe Nanako could clearly see the complex emotions that flashed in his eyes, everything.

The moment he heard the word "bitter summer", his expression was filled with joy. There was no regret or remorse, only helplessness and relief.

"So you can say such things."

"Jay."

The last syllable was light and floating. Gojo Satoru seldom called Kagyu Kei's name like this. Usually, when Gojo Satoru called Kagyu Kei's name, the last syllable would be raised upwards instead of sinking in a dull and lonely manner.

What did Gojo Satoru remember at this time?

At this moment, was Gojo Satoru thinking of the lingering sound of that summer, or was he thinking of the black cat's indifferent expression at that time?

He held the body of Geto Suguru in his hands, smiled at Nanako Atobe, and then turned around and walked forward. His steps were firm, as if he knew what he would face in the future and what his next step should be.

This is Gojo Satoru.

Atobe Nanako couldn't help but have this thought again.

And that part of the emotion in Nanako Atobe's body seemed to break free from its restraints, and then swirled around Nanako Atobe's brain, and finally dissipated gradually under Nanako Atobe's deliberate suppression.

Nanako Atobe was controlled by these emotions for a moment and didn't react. Her body unconsciously followed the direction of Gojo Satoru.

In the script, Geto Kagami really takes Gojo Satoru too seriously, which makes Atobe Nanako, who is cosplaying Geto Kagami, very uncomfortable. After standing in the infirmary, Nanako came to her senses and began to silently calculate how much of her script she had left, and then thought about how she would not be disturbed by Geto Kagami's emotions next time.

Atobe Nanako has a headache.

Gojo Satoru had already returned to his previous frivolous state, and he took out his sunglasses from somewhere - probably because he had left his eye mask somewhere. He put the sunglasses on his nose, tilted his head slightly, and the sunglasses slid down to vaguely see the pair of cyan eyes.

He noticed Nanako Atobe's mood and said, "Jie, what's wrong with you? Did something go wrong during the fight just now—"

Of course, it was impossible for Atobe Nanako to express her thoughts: "No."

Jia Ruo Xianzi closed the notebook in her hand and walked forward. She rubbed her temples tiredly. Although her body was tired, her spirit was still somewhat excited. So she reached into her pocket and felt around but didn't feel any cigarettes. Finally, she took out a lollipop and casually used it as a substitute, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into her mouth.

"You two—" She started to speak incoherently, calling out to the lollipop, "Can you remind me next time to rehearse the lines before asking someone to act?"

Black-haired woman: "Glass is good too."

Gojo Satoru: "I also think that Nazoko performed well... but of course Gojo Satoru performed the best."

Ieiri Naoko: “…”

Ieiri Naoko: "What's wrong with you two?"

Ieiri Naoko was speechless. How come these two people are still so inexplicably confident?

Gojo Satoru: "What's wrong with me?"

The black-haired woman looked at her in the same confusion.

Ieiri Shoko: You two are hopeless.

However, when it comes to Ieiri Shoko's understanding of this matter, she actually couldn't react at first.

When receiving this news, Naoko Ieiri was a little confused. She had never thought that such a thing would happen a second time so suddenly. Just when her mind was still blank, Gojo Satoru, who had gone to look for Geto Suguru, came back.

His expression was ugly, his face was black, and he looked like he was going to kill someone, which scared people. But Ieiri Shoko was different. The moment she saw Gojo Satoru's expression, she walked up to him and asked him questions.

Gojo Satoru didn't say anything, but just looked at Ieiri Shoko in silence. Ieiri Shoko frowned at first, then saw Gojo Satoru raise his eyes and look into her eyes.

It was like the tacit understanding we had when we were joking with the moths more than ten years ago. With a slow wink and a hint of laughter, a feeling of relief and happiness came over me, as if it was also a little bit amusement.

oh--

At that time, Ieiri Shoko knew it. She looked at Gojo Satoru's dark back as he left and thought expressionlessly that Gojo Satoru's acting skills had been getting better and better over the past decade.

This may be the reason why Noctua Zhengdao is always teased.

At this time, Ieiri Naoko didn't know whether she felt wronged for changing to the right path of the night moth, but Ieiri Naoko was not without a mean nature deep in her bones, and the thought of playing a prank was faintly beating in her mind, which gradually emerged.

What's the harm in teasing?

At that time, Jia Ru Xiaozi had some happy thoughts in her heart.

It had been a long time since Ieiri Naoko had been so unrestrained, nor had she felt this way. The natural things that had been polished and compressed by time in the past were showing signs of recovery, and under the catalysis of the two people who were originally the growth accelerators, they slowly grew out.

"Was Glass also called away?" asked the black-haired woman.

Ieiri Naoko nodded: "It's just that group. I've always liked chatting with others. It's okay. I know my limits."

As a special sorcerer with the healing power of reversing the spell, she is usually on standby at the high school as the most precious medical personnel in the sorcery world. Due to the special nature of Ieiri Shoko, the senior people did not dare to give her too much face and could only tentatively ask her where she stood.

Therefore, as a contemporary of Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru, Ieiri Nozomi strangely also adopted some of the attitude of Gojo Satoru and the rotten oranges when dealing with that group of rotten oranges.

Although she doesn't know what Geto Suguru and the others are going to do, it doesn't stop Ieiri Naoko from thinking. For her own peers, even if it's Geto Suguru who has defected, Ieiri Naoko is willing to give her trust to him, let alone Geto Suguru who is from another world.

So Ieiri Shoko also started to talk nonsense, all kinds of nonsense. In short, she expressed her anger at Geto Kagome for not fighting back, and then supported these high-ranking officials, expressing her intention not to betray them.

Then, after hearing those people's satisfied discussions, Ieiri Shoko stood there in a daze, casually thinking about where to go for dinner. It seemed that the three of them had never gathered together before.

Then where is the best place...

There is a good store in downtown Tokyo, and...

Until the end, Ieiri Shoko still hadn't come up with a conclusion.

When I left the infirmary, Geto's body had already been processed.

Ieiri Naoko took off her gloves and said with some emotion: "I never thought that one day you would hand over Kagome Ken's body to me."

Gojo Satoru: “…I just don’t want something like this to happen again…”

Ieiri Naoko: “…”

Black-haired woman: “…”

"Forget it, forget it." Jia Ru Naoko waved her hand and smiled gently, "Didn't you two say that there was something wrong? Since it hasn't been dealt with yet, go and deal with it first."

Gojo Satoru smiled, Atobe Nanako nodded, and the two of them turned to the side, and their backs gradually disappeared from Naoki Nozomi's sight.

The two men, one tall and one short, walked forward. Gojo Satoru's expression seemed to be happy again, and the black-haired woman's expression slowly became like a light that lit up because someone pressed a switch.

It was as if nothing had happened before, and some strange, dark hand in the shadows that was trying to pull them down into the abyss disappeared the moment it touched these two people.

It's like some puny, overconfident guy touched the sun.

As long as they both exist, they are the sun.

"So what's the next itinerary?" Gojo Satoru asked excitedly. After leaving the infirmary, Gojo Satoru's expression seemed to gradually improve.

"Are you going out? Where are you going?"

Although Atobe Nanako didn't know what Gojo Satoru was thinking, maybe he just wanted to divert her attention. Atobe Nanako said: "Do you remember the cursed spirit you mentioned to me before?"

Gojo Satoru recalled: "The blue hair and the seams on the face..."

Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up: "Does Jie want this cursed spirit now?"

The white cat was very interested in the black cat's request. When the black cat brought it up, he wanted to get it for the black cat.

The white cat tried to please the black cat. The black cat had been in a bad mood before. If the white cat could use a spell to make the black cat happy, the white cat would naturally do it.

After all, there is no possibility for any cursed spirit to escape from Gojo Satoru.

"..." Nanako Atobe.

Atobe Nanako is very complicated about the existence of the real person, but she also thinks that she will not need it after leaving this world, and according to the script, she will not conquer it.

"No, I don't want this cursed spirit."

Gojo Satoru saw the black-haired woman raise her eyes, and there was an inexplicable coldness in her dark pupils. Gojo Satoru had never seen a black-haired woman with such an expression.

She hated that cursed spirit.

Gojo Satoru was clearly aware of this.

Geto Summer Oil rarely actively dislikes something, and even smiles at cursed spirits that he can use. He is even more surprised when he encounters a special cursed spirit.

"I'll exorcise it." said Atobe Nanako.

Thinking of the following plot, Atobe Nanako spoke without hesitation. Besides, the possibility of the cursed spirit of the real person growing is too great. If it is not exorcised now, what will happen in the future...

Atobe Nanako refused to think about such things.

Gojo Satoru closed his eyelids, lowered his head and spoke.

"Jay," he asked, "what did he do in the future?"

“Who is affected?”

The black-haired woman was stunned, and then asked calmly, "Wu, what do you mean? What future?"

"That's what I mean." The white cat hooked up its tail and tested cautiously.

He didn't know whether the black cat in front of him would be anxious, nor whether the black cat would avoid the question. When he asked this question with great natural calmness, he called out the black cat's name again in an attempt to get the black cat to say something.

It's not necessary, it's not forced.

I just hope that the black cat will not be so depressed. I hope that the black cat can share everything with him. Because he is the black cat's best friend, the kind that can share a litter box and a cat toy.

Jay, don't hide this from me.

It seemed like the white cat gently nudged the black cat's head with its head, and when the black cat was a little stiff and dazed, it softly called out twice, and finally curled up its tail and hooked the black cat's paw, and moved its body softly.

White cat: "Jay, don't hide this from me."

The six cyan eyes looked at the black-haired woman. The tall man bent down slightly, and finally stopped at the same level as the black-haired woman before speaking.

"Jay."

“Don’t keep some things in your heart.”

He leaned forward, and their breathing suddenly met.

"Tell me."


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