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September's heat gradually faded, like a faded summer. The sun no longer scorched, and a gentle coolness lingered in the breeze. The sky was clear, the breeze was cool, and the air was airy. The summer heat had finally subsided, and the weather was mostly sunny, but with the occasional sudden autumn shower. While the daytime still held the remnants of summer warmth, the temperature difference between morning and evening had become noticeable.
For Hipper, who rarely leaves her activity area, this is probably the ideal time for a walk. Of the four seasons, her favorite is the short, cool season in late summer and early autumn.
Since entering Tokyo Jujutsu High School, she's rarely seen skipping classes with classmates or going shopping alone. She can order things delivered without wasting time on travel. While her schedule isn't as packed as Gojo-sensei's, and she has ample and flexible breaks, it still takes a lot of energy. Most of her energy is reserved for supporting the development of the simulated universe, not only accompanying her on special missions but also fulfilling specific assignments from higher-ups in the original world. Most eyes are on monitoring operations there, with a smaller focus on Gojo-sensei.
In general, she is very busy and her energy is fully allocated to her every day. Occasionally, accidents will drain her energy. At this time, she has to focus on the original world, and the teacher will have to work hard on her side.
Ever since the plan began, she'd had very little personal time. Her daily schedule was so packed that she had no time to think about anything else. Dating? She'd never even been in a relationship before; these things weren't part of her plan, and she had never considered them.
In her world, there is no one who can stand by her side, no one is qualified to stand at her height and see what she sees. She does not need anyone to understand her, nor does she need anyone to support her. The narrow road can only pass one person.
Apart from celestial bodies, no one can see the true nature of the universe. Everyone should fulfill their duties, follow the rules, and play their respective roles in the blueprint of the world you have envisioned.
Take a break once in a while. As for the fact that Tianti escaped from prison without telling you... forget it. This is just the first time. It won't happen again.
Just let it go today.
*
The mode of transportation for the date is - taxi!
“Tsk.”
A little unhappy.
Hipper rested one hand on the car window, her brow furrowed, her teeth biting her lip. Her eyelashes drooped like two shadowy dove feathers, and the light in her eyes flickered like a thin, swaying candlelight. She didn't even bother to straighten the folds of her skirt after sitting down. Her slender fingers rested on her arm, her fingertips tapping erratically on her skin, her whole body mired in an unhappy depression.
Traveling from such a remote location to the city center was expensive. The date was planned by the Celestial Being, and all the payments and communications were handled by Hipper, since she was the one who was physically seen.
Be happy
The celestial being approached silently, leaning forward to expose its face to Hipper's sight, occupying her attention. His fingers pressed against her thighs, gently smoothing the folds of her skirt along the lines, and finally brought them back to touch Hipper's jaw, gently lifting and twisting it towards him.
“…”
Hipper was a little speechless.
How can you use such a rigid and forceful method to coax people? You have no emotional intelligence and you haven't made any progress after surfing the Internet for so long.
She lifted her chin slightly, the corners of her lips curved downward, and with a flick of her fingertips, she pushed his hand away, her movements as graceful as brushing off a fallen petal. Her eyelashes drooped slightly, her eyes darting past him from the corner of her eye. Her red lips parted slightly, as if about to say something harsh, but in the end, she only let out a silent laugh, her gaze already casually averted.
The red on the lips was particularly glaring against the cold white skin, like blood or an unextinguished ember, making people dare not approach easily.
Tiantizhizhi stopped disturbing her, and although he withdrew his hand, his gaze was like a scalpel, scraping every inch of her skin, from the scattered hair at her neck to her bare skin. His blood-red, dark eyes were calm and unwavering, their gaze seemed to examine and interpret. The spark hidden within them was pushed ashore by the red tide, revealing a more greedy desire.
Tsk, what's wrong.
I really should ask Wu to experience what a true voyeur is.
The girl leaning against the car window slowly raised her eyes and glanced at him. Her gaze was like a butterfly landing on the back of a hand, beautiful and light, but also reminded me of the deadly phosphorus on the wings of some butterflies.
The graceful curve of the neck reminds people of the posture of a swan bending its neck before attacking.
Even the air suddenly tensed as she stared at her. Her fingertips tapped lightly on the car window, and the crisp sound was like the countdown to an ultimatum.
She said nothing, just a look, and suddenly there was an illusion of a knife licking the carotid artery in the air.
The AI doesn't hallucinate, and the data isn't garbled at all.
The impudent gaze receded like a tide, and he lowered his eyes, his lashes casting a gentle shadow beneath them. His lips pursed slightly, yet a subtle hint of color lingered at the corners, as if beneath the docile exterior lay an untamed wildness, betraying that his earlier impudence hadn't been without ripples, but had been forcibly suppressed.
The tense atmosphere in the air dissipated quietly, replaced by a pin-drop silence, where even the sound of breathing became audible. Even the driver, concentrating on driving without turning back, sensed the solemnity inside the car and, tensing his nerves, stepped on the accelerator, gradually accelerating.
The obedience of the celestial bodies was like a thin veil, lightly covering the previous display. Undercurrents were still surging underneath, but no longer revealed at all.
Not only did it calm down, but its originally lazily leaning back slowly straightened, its shoulders slightly retracted, its hands neatly folded on its knees, and even the wrinkles on its clothes were meticulously smoothed out by her.
As obedient as a machine with the power unplugged, the restart button lies in a look or even a gesture from the person next to you.
Loading, just like me.
Hipper admitted that Tianwu's appearance pleased her and she couldn't help laughing. She rested one hand on the edge of the car window, her wrist bone against her chin, and the light from the window leaked through her fingers, casting mottled shadows on her face, making her half-closed eyes even more unpredictable.
A few strands of hair slid down from her shoulders in a nonchalant arc, but her gaze was like a thin blade, slowly and leisurely scraping across the "good rabbit" in front of her - drooping and trembling eyelashes, sitting upright, and hands folded on her knees.
The car window was ajar, letting in a cool late summer breeze that tangled with her hair, but couldn't disperse the stagnant air inside. The faint fragrance inside the car mixed with her own scent, forming an extremely aggressive scent that enveloped her.
The celestial bodies remain unmoved.
Haha, quite pretentious.
Hipper scoffed softly, raised the tip of her high heel and suddenly pressed it against Tianti's shoe. She leaned forward, her arms resting on the cushions, and pressed her body closer. Her palm suddenly pressed against the back of Tianti's neck. As her fingernails lightly scraped across the hair, she felt the muscles beneath her fingertips tense instantly.
Hipper lowered his eyes and saw the eyelashes trembling in rhythm with the celestial body's breathing.
That's it? Is that okay?
Add more fuel to the fire and let it build!
She reached out and tucked the hair that was blocking her view behind her ear, but as she pulled it back, she deliberately scratched the earlobe with her nails. Seeing Tianti's body tense up immediately, Hipper finally couldn't help laughing.
Tianti endured and endured, his dark red eyes were now gloomy and deep. He wanted to fight back, but he suppressed himself.
After seeing the satisfactory reaction after teasing him, Hipper stopped.
We have a date today, so let’s just go with it.
〖arrive〗
The celestial body got out of the car from the other side door and slammed the door shut. This was a small vent for its hidden teasing.
Hipper, filled with joy, got out of the car from the other side, swiped his card to pay the bill, and looked at Tianti across the car.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling down in the summer? You're in such a bad mood."
〖……〗
Don’t you know whether AI is having a hard time this summer?
"Lead the way! Do you want me to stand on the roadside all day?" Hipper walked a few steps closer and poked the celestial body's shoulder to urge it to stop throwing a tantrum.
With no other option but to compromise, Tianti took her hand, clasped it tightly, and led her away from the roadside.
The taxi driver struggled to tear his eyes away from the rearview mirror as the car slowly drove away. His back was already drenched in cold sweat, sticking to his skin. His Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, as if he were swallowing not saliva but a handful of coarse sand. The cold sweat on his forehead slid down his temples, slowly flowing across his trembling skin, his entire face glowing with a sickly damp glow in the bright sunlight.
The heart in my chest raced like a maddened trapped animal, the dull thud of its impact against my ribs jarring my eardrums. Every heartbeat sent my solar plexus throbbing, as if a red-hot wire were stirring in my veins.
As he said goodbye to the beautiful passenger and put away his POS machine, he suddenly remembered: This young lady was sitting on the right side of the window, so who had just opened the door on the left and got out?
The more I thought about it, the more terrified I felt. A few brief seconds stretched into an eternity, leaving only the sound of my own amplified breathing in my ears, like a worn-out bellows struggling to survive. My brain was screaming, but my legs felt like they were filled with lead; I couldn't even move a finger.
He tried hard to tell himself to stay calm. The two passengers had already gotten off the bus and left, but another voice whispered, "Did they really leave? You can't see those things. Who knows if there might be something else you can't see left in your car." His teeth chattered uncontrollably, biting the tip of his tongue, and the taste of blood filled his mouth.
The world suddenly lost focus, leaving only the flickering of light and shadow, frames pressing in like slow motion. Everything was distorted: the passersby, the shadows of the trees disappearing outside the window, the light and shadows overhead. Everything within my field of vision was shapeless, the chaotic colors fading to black and white.
In the chaos, he heard a high-pitched noise like metal scraping against his brain, like a rusty saw cutting into his temporal bone, piercing his head. Something before his eyes shattered into a spider web, and the countless cracks reflected a chaotic and inverted image. Something struck him in the face, and then his world plunged into darkness.
"Driver! Hurry up! Don't lose us! We're going to save an innocent girl from being deceived by a scumbag!"
Because the car was overloaded, they were split into two groups. Nobara Kugisaki, sitting in the passenger seat, pounded on the window excitedly. Waiting for red lights, getting cut in line, and other factors had caused their car to lose track of Hipper's car for a while, and they could no longer see it.
"We've arrived at our destination."
With the help of the six eyes, Gojo Satoru didn't need to rush to follow the car. Following the cursed power was the fastest way to find someone. Nothing in the world could escape his eyes.
【bump--】
All the traffic ahead stopped. Gojo Satoru tore open his blindfold a little, and his sight penetrated the blocked traffic ahead and fixed on the car that had been in the accident. He was so calm that he seemed a little indifferent.
"Hipper's car was in an accident."
He covered his eyes again, the black silk ribbon creating indentations on his prominent brow bones, but the outline of his eye sockets under the cloth was still trembling slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled as he chuckled softly.
"Hipper got out of the car and left. No one died."
Fushiguro Megumi lowered her eyes, her expression thoughtful.
Yuji Itadori was a little worried, and suddenly he understood what Gojo teacher said - the car accident happened after Hipper left the car. Was it an accident or someone did something?
"What... just happened?" Kugisaki stared at the traffic jam ahead. When he thought of the unknown visitor whose figure could not be seen, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up one by one, like grass swept by static electricity, and tiny shivers ran under his skin.
The pulse was throbbing in the temples, like someone tapping gently on the door with their fingertips, the rhythm becoming faster and more chaotic.
Fear, uneasiness and dead silence circulated in the carriage, entangling everyone.
Pah pah——
The chaotic and tense minds were interrupted by the sudden applause. The three students all looked confused and broke free from their uneasiness, looking at Gojo Satoru in unison.
The man raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a big smile, and snapped his fingers on the foreheads of the students one by one.
"If you're curious or worried, just go and take a look. How can you know what happened if you don't go there?"
He opened the car door and urged the students to get out, herding them like ducks in the direction of the traffic accident. After paying the bill, he slowly walked behind them towards the crowd.
Hipper's mysterious date is a bit dangerous. His brain can detect the danger in this person before his eyes can see his figure.
Just imagining it was enough to make one's mind spiral out of control. The driver probably went berserk after realizing there was another person in the car. If the three students hadn't stopped themselves, they would have quickly become unconscious and disoriented.
Is this a date or just to add to his workload? As a teacher, he would be disliked if he tried to stop his students from having affairs.
Hate it if you want, the teacher is the best, in every sense of the word.
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