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Everyone's focus was on Hipper's hand clasped in the void, their faces filled with wariness and shock. Having been followed all the way into the technical college, they were not only unaware, but also joking around. More importantly, Gojo-sensei hadn't noticed this person either! This was the most alarming issue.
Imagine that when you are completely unaware, there is someone standing right next to you, watching you, observing you, and spying on you. Your every move is under his watch, and you have no privacy at all. Haha, he might even stab you at any time.
So dangerous, so scary.
Could Hipper break up with him? Could she find a normal partner? How could a girl find a boyfriend like this dark, twisted stalker through online dating? Don't be fooled by his looks!
Now is my time
Someone who looked like Hipper grabbed her hand and pulled it towards him. The scene everyone else saw was Hipper being dragged off the bed and kneeling on it in a rather awkward position. Her body was leaning forward, her hair disheveled, a look that didn't quite match her usual elegance.
She didn't seem angry at all. Even in this vulnerable posture, she was completely relaxed and at ease, unhurried. The smile on her face gradually deepened, and her body relaxed, indulging the unruly behavior of this unknown guest.
"Don't you want to say hello to everyone? That's very rude." She paused and added a title carefully considering her tone.
"Honey."
Someone let out a soft, yet piercing sound. The only person who would disturb the atmosphere at a time like this would be the teacher. Hipper turned to see the expression on his face, but the shut-in grabbed her jaw and twisted it back forcefully.
"Hmm... where did you learn that?"
His expression wasn't one of approval, but he didn't reject it either, just a little conflicted.
The Internet is truly fascinating, and occasionally there are things worth learning.
The digital mimic stood beside the bed, leaning forward to close the distance between them. With one hand, he held her closer, while with the other, he gripped her jaw, preventing her from looking away.
"Focus on this. It's my time now."
The two identical people completely exchanged the initiative at this moment. The suppressed girl was clearly in a passive position, but she did not show any resistance or dissatisfaction.
With a gentle smile and soft tone, they saw that Hipper was full of indulgence towards this man, letting him do whatever he wanted without resistance. Even when he was manipulated into such an indecent image in front of others, he only expressed subtle disapproval.
The genius received special treatment so easily, simply because he was an online dating partner.
Even they don't have these treatments.
A little unhappy.
If someone dislikes you, you'll stay home. That's right, if you only learn some tricks without understanding emotions, you'll be a social idiot.
If you stay any longer, your emotions will explode.
Hipper shook his arm to remind her to let go, and she listened carefully, lowered her hand, squatted down and picked up her shoes, her movements smooth and flowing.
Gojo Satoru stared at the pair of shoes being carried by a certain invisible figure, his jaw dropping once again. He said nothing, didn't interrupt, simply etched the image deeply into his mind.
What's going on? Where did all of them come from? It's fine that there's a fellow student from another universe, Gojo Satoru, but he can't even travel through time and space to teach his impetuous younger self a lesson. So who is this new character who suddenly appeared?
Showing affection in front of him is really a bit too annoying. The identity of a teacher is to give guidance, not to attract romantic interests. You can't stop the fifteen-year-old Gojo Satoru, and this wild boy who came from nowhere also wants to snatch Hipper from your world?
Online dating? Even real-life relationships end in failure. Long-distance relationships don't end well. Students sometimes have their moments of dazzled judgment. How could such a talented student let a relationship ruin her future? As a teacher, you should promptly advise her to calm down and, ideally, break up.
You must separate these two dead couple.
Hipper stared at the shoes for a long time without moving, his expression strange, subtle, and a little repulsive.
Strange, so strange.
Seeing someone with the same face as her doing this kind of thing, Hipper almost imagined that the person squatting in front of her to put shoes on someone was herself.
...That is indeed another me!
"Don't waste your face doing... this kind of thing." According to Hipper's personality, she used to be happy to be served like this, barking orders one after another. She was born to be the kind of person who commanded others to work and then reap the rewards herself.
He is a cold-hearted and aloof little genius who is too stingy to even say thank you to be ordered around if he doesn't take the initiative and takes it for granted to be served.
Has she changed her personality today? She actually refused someone's offer to put on her shoes, a gesture that showed a sense of superiority and inferiority?
How good-looking must this guy be to be favored by this picky woman, who wouldn't even bother him with such a small effort to win her favor. On the other hand, thinking back, Hipper probably only cares about his looks, and the lack of affection is a strong possibility of a breakup. As long as they stir up trouble and say something, there's still hope for this genius love-brained man.
Haha, I picked up the shoes for you while I was putting them on.
Then don't wear it.
The data, covering the entire area from the point where the palm touched the shoe, vanished into the void. The homebody glanced at her with his eyelids raised, then stood up straight as if nothing had happened. He had mastered the art of drinking a toast and then drinking a forfeit. His internet studies had paid off.
Gojo Satoru pretended to cover his mouth to hide the corners of his mouth that were curled up.
How could someone do the opposite and create negative favorability? It would be strange if he could get her that way. He was worrying too much. One of these two people was an idiot, and the other was no better.
He didn't even need to do anything; these two people's personalities just couldn't stay together. Hipper was simply too young to understand the benefits of a mature man. How long could the reckless enthusiasm of youth last? A reliable, steady adult would be more suitable for her, someone who would align with her preferences, cater to her interests, accommodate her habits, and guide her growth. They were entangled with each other every step of the way. Wasn't this kind of relationship more profound than a naive romance?
So, Hipper's attraction to the face was only temporary. She is so smart that she knows what is the best choice and who is the most suitable for her.
The next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.
"This won't happen again."
Hipper threw back the covers and got out of bed, not caring about stepping on the floor through his socks.
“…”
Hipper, your cleanliness obsession is also targeted?
Someone who even took off their coats and set them aside in battle, now wouldn't mind walking around in just socks? Wasn't that just hypocrisy? This discrepancy left them feeling... mixed emotions.
A person who appeared inexplicably, who had never been mentioned by Hipper, relied on his good looks and special skills to make the people they targeted lower their standards... It was so unpleasant.
They had never heard Hipper say "this won't happen again" to them. It was hard to accept that someone who was usually so stingy with words of praise was being so kind and generous to an outsider.
They should break up. It would be good for Hipper, for both of them. How deep could a relationship last after just meeting? They tried harder to pry her away, making some sarcastic remarks, hoping Hipper would wake up soon and swim back to shore, becoming the cold genius they knew, with his sharp tongue, critical eyes, and rational mind.
The silence of the group of people did not affect the young couple who had just fallen in love. They seemed to be unable to read the air and created a sweet atmosphere of love and affection.
"Let's go."
Hipper waved, walked a few steps, and came back to take the paper bag from Gojo Satoru's hand. This time, she really left without looking back and went to spend some sweet time with the two of them.
Panda scratched his head and said in a kind and worried tone, "He seems to be a troublemaker. I'm a little worried about Hipper. Let's follow him and see."
You're the one who makes things like stalking sound so worrying, Panda!
The students gave Panda a thumbs-up in unison.
"The Tokyo school's IQ representative can't be let off to outsiders like this."
"Well, even geniuses make mistakes sometimes, and that's when they need guidance from their teachers."
Stop flattering yourself, teacher!
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