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"Are you scared?"
She shouldn't...
"Fear."
Eh?
Hey!
Hipper is also afraid of something! How strange. His eyes suddenly brightened and he urged her to continue.
This person even hid his curiosity, and showed that look just to let her see it and seduce her to say it out loud.
All the little tricks were used on Hipper.
Is it cute?
It was so cute, she loved seeing Gojo Satoru make such an expression.
Everyone has something they are afraid of, and she certainly has it too. If she gets too little, she will want to hold on to it tightly and worry about losing it.
"I'm afraid of the death of my only six eyes, the death of my finally gained friends, and the death of no tomorrow."
Resting my head on my lover's chest, listening to his heartbeat, I gradually calmed down.
"A lot."
It's incredible. Only half a year has passed, but what I have now far exceeds everything I have ever had.
This hard-earned friendship, this unbreakable bond, and the love that made her heart flutter, all made her nostalgic.
So I can’t sleep, I can’t let dreams overturn everything.
"What if it's not me who wakes up?" He said this jokingly, and almost immediately felt his lover's body stiffen. "I was just kidding, idiot."
The warmth of her palms covered his back, patting it gently and soothing it patiently.
"If..." The unfinished words flowed on the tip of her tongue. She considered what she was going to say and did not speak immediately.
With a rustling sound, Gojo Satoru held her in his arms and wrapped her around him with his hands and feet.
"Speak now, don't hide it."
He was fed up with Hipper's ambiguous words. Once he heard her sweet words, he could no longer tolerate her concealment.
"If, I mean if." She knew how to stack armor at this moment, and had clearly anticipated her lover's angry expression after she finished speaking. "If I am replaced, you'd better run away and don't let me catch you."
oO? That's it?
"Be serious, Wu." After giving him a slap on the head, Xipo began to explain the reason in detail. "Whether I like you or hate you, you are definitely my first target. That's for sure."
She only saw the stars when she looked at people. If they didn't shine brightly, they wouldn't attract her attention. And in all the worlds where Gojo Satoru existed, he was as bright as daylight and could not be ignored.
Neither distorted attention nor deep hatred can compare to the captivating light in her world.
That light blocked out all her intense emotions. Because of this, when her rational defenses collapsed, he, protected by that light, would be the first to bear the brunt of her uncontrolled torrent - after all, in twisted obsessions, the most dazzling existence is often the first to be grasped and crushed.
"Run faster, she's not worth saving."
The price of trying to pull a madman back to reality was beyond Gojo Satoru's ability to bear. No, no one could afford this price. If saving someone was doomed to fail, it would be better to let them sink—the abyss would accept all who fell.
She can take the lives of millions of people in this world, but Gojo Satoru must not die in her hands.
Save him? Hipper could do it countless times. But if she was the one who killed him, it was not her choice - no matter how good the reason.
Everything feels as heavy as a thousand pounds, yet as light as dust. This world is full of precious things, yet existence itself holds no weight. It is only under Gojo Satoru's gaze that everything takes on weight. In a world without Gojo Satoru, nothing matters, only boundless absurdity.
In a world without him, she was too stingy to even give him a glance.
But we are lovers! Lovers are supposed to save each other in times of crisis. If the salvation is only one-way, such emotions cannot last long, because people have limits, they will collapse and despair.
True love means that you cannot stand idly by and watch your lover's pain, nor can you accept one-way efforts from one party, let alone be told such words as leaving a last will in advance.
He'll get stressed! This idiot!
"You've never been around people, have you?" Hipper was far from the self-sacrificing type, to say such a thing. Madness was etched deep within her, yet she'd forged a prison of rationality. She didn't kill out of compassion, but rather out of a choice not to do so. She was deadly calm, and if there was ever a finale, it would be a carefully orchestrated one—letting the world gaze upon her death, rather than being buried with her.
How could a person who wants to plan his entrance to perfection be willing to have a sloppy ending?
Oops, I've been caught. Was she being too obvious?
“There is no such thing as a genius that is lost among the crowd.”
In order to save her own dignity, she has a whole set of twisted logic to distort common sense.
Gojo Satoru: ...That's not how you use "indistinguishable from the crowd."
How did this person, whose charm was entirely based on her intelligence, attract him? Was it just her good looks and negative emotional intelligence? The thought of this made him feel complicated. His lover had grown up alone, stumbling along, and it was already a great blessing that he had not developed a twisted personality. A few minor flaws were normal; he would make up for what Hipper had not experienced.
All the shortcomings look cute and furry on a genius.
"Tell the truth."
Don't try to fool him with excuses again.
"No."
Condescending to be with someone who has no talent and no brilliance? Don't make it difficult for her. She can't stand being in the same space with you.
Why would she force herself to experience a bad movie that could show the end of life at a glance? She wasn't a masochist, a fragile person who would die if she left someone.
"The desires of ordinary people are nothing but petty, despicable thoughts, as weak and swaying as a candle in the wind. Their pitiful greed, compared to my thirst, is like an ant looking up at Kunpeng, or a frog in a well looking at the vast sky. It is ridiculous."
She said she found it difficult to coexist with ordinary people. There was no contempt in her words, but rather confusion - as if she couldn't understand why the world could be content with such mediocre desires.
“The universe is boundless, its mysteries numbering like the stars. I cannot understand why humans are willing to be trapped in the joys and sorrows of their fingertips, turning a blind eye to the truth that is so close at hand.”
There is a two-way abyss between geniuses and mediocrity - on one side is the insurmountable gap, and on the other side is the eternally futile admiration.
“Understanding requires equal souls.”
He wanted to say something in rebuttal, but was held down by Hipper, so he continued to wait patiently for her to finish.
Either one's madness matched hers, their greed equaled hers, their strength matched hers, or their wisdom matched hers—otherwise, it would only be a one-sided admiration. Only those who could touch her dimension would be qualified to gaze into her eyes.
Otherwise, forget it.
Hesitation is the virtue of the weak. She spends her time only confirming, not asking.
"But..." He laughed and shook his head, pointing out the genius's blind spot, "We are sorcerers."
They all extract strength from madness, and seek tiny hopes in the trivial daily life.
Just let yourself completely sink into this ridiculous reality. The more trivial it is, the more madly you should embrace it.
"Indulge your reason and be a little crazy sometimes, Hipper." The unexpected clumsiness that made the confusion appear in Hipper's eyes made him laugh.
The hardest thing to break is the strongest thing, and collapse often first visits those spines that never bend.
"Don't forget, friends and lovers are there to hold you back at times like these." He tilted his head and nestled into Hipper's neck, acting coquettishly. "Please rely on us for a little while and let me be of use, okay?"
What couple wouldn't be so secretive about their relationship?! They weren't having an affair! He wanted to use the loudspeaker to broadcast it all over the school for three days and three nights: The Strongest and the Genius are together! It was Hipper who proposed first!
After saying such a cool thing, your girlfriend should at least show some appreciation, right?
Holding his breath, he muttered to himself, "Say something quickly..." This secret expectation was like an ever-expanding balloon, which would burst if he didn't get a response.
Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds... time seemed to stretch out indefinitely. This damn silence was even more itchy than rejection.
"Hehe." She suddenly laughed, her five fingers clasping the back of Gojo Satoru's neck and pressing it against her chest. The force was just the right balance between pain and intimacy. "Hmm... are you asking for a compliment from me?"
The teasing was nasal, playful, and relaxed. The fingers pressing against Gojo Satoru's neck were slowly rolling over the raised cervical vertebrae. Intimacy? No, this was seduction.
Suddenly realizing the deeper meaning of his lover's actions, a blush spread from the tips of his ears to his neck. He buried his face in her soft chest, his body frozen, even his fingertips tensed. Pulling back would seem unromantic, but continuing would be so sweet it would be suffocating.
Is that what you mean? This thought ignited my rationality. I was immersed in the familiar fragrance, not even daring to flutter my eyelashes. All I could hear was the sound of my uncontrollable heartbeat.
They had already explored each other's most private areas and shared several nights of negative distance, but her touch, intentional or not, still made his blood surge and would make him blush.
This is an emotional reaction that is completely beyond the control of reason.
Even the slightest touch from his lover can make him shudder.
*
The whispers and sweet kisses between lovers, if it were a pure love story, could be shown to students, but...
If you want to watch the plot again, you will have to pay.
Wouldn't Primordial Orb even release such an R-rated film? Hipper would definitely kill someone.
Please, please take back this kind of love movie that can kill people. It is too deadly. We still want to live.
QAQ
We don't want to know what happens next!
That's all I can achieve.
"What are you thinking? That's so offensive." Is Hipper that kind of person?!
Actually, she is.
But it cannot be exposed.
"Just look at it, this is pure love."
Actually not.
But I can't say it out loud.
The students covered their eyes, but were secretly curious and continued to watch with their fingers open.
Adults behave differently. Even without any prior experience, they can still face this desire openly. Unlike the youthful, unconcealed desire, they are constantly enduring it.
Unlike the immature Gojo Satoru, he had more experience than his younger self. The young lover's fingertips deliberately teased, the provocative curve of his lips, the feigned nonchalance...
The boy might not know how to respond, and might blush and feel his heart beating fast, but Gojo Satoru knows how to close the net gracefully, and he has plenty of ways to suppress this frivolous and wanton little genius.
*
"Yeah, you're the best." The compliment that flowed from the genius' lips was light and airy, and her fingertips had already touched his rolling Adam's apple - making it difficult for him to breathe, and making his pulse beat wildly under her fingertips. The pressure applied to the bulge was just stuck on the boundary between pain and pleasure.
This joy came too suddenly, catching him off guard, but her next words made him even more defenseless.
"Go to bed. Look at the time."
“…”
Taking a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, Gojo Satoru tried to swallow his nameless anger. Ultimately, he could only bury his burning face into her soft chest, grinding his back teeth at an angle where no one could see—was this slow-witted fool doing this on purpose or was it intentional?
"Is it fun to play me like this?"
His voice was muffled and his anger had not subsided.
"Correction, you should say - am I fun to play?"
oO? ?
The boy looked up suddenly, shocked by her shameless words.
"Hipper! Have some bottom line! Isn't my six eyes enough for you to play with?" Gojo Wuqi was so powerful that he immediately put all those distracting thoughts behind him.
The heartless little genius pinched the soft flesh on his cheek, smiled indifferently, but what he said was enough to piss off Gojo Satoru to death.
"Of all the six-eyed people out there, I only play with you. You must be the most fun."
Are you even talking like a human being?! At a time like this, at least you can make up a lie to trick him. He might not even know what's going on.
Sometimes a lover's honesty is more devastating than anything else.
But at least she didn't cheat. That was the only way Gojo Satoru could comfort himself. But then he suddenly remembered something and stared at her with a strange expression: "You didn't mess with the 28-year-old me, did you? Don't lie to me!"
Hipper immediately put on an innocent and pitiful look and defended himself, "I respect my teacher very much."
"That would be perfect."
The boy studied the weakness on her face and responded slowly, "If you can't beat him, stay away from him."
"after all--"
His smile was subtle and quirky, warning his lover, "You are my ideal type, and you must be his ideal type too."
"If you provoke someone and then leave without saying goodbye, you'll be arrested."
“…”
"Why aren't you talking? You..." His face immediately darkened as he realized what Hipper's silence foreshadowed - the worst possible outcome was already apparent.
"Why are you provoking him?"
He was so angry that he was about to explode, and he wanted to knock on her head to hear if there was any sound of water inside.
"...Uh, is that a provocation?" Treating the two Gojo Satoru was completely different, and she couldn't compare them.
"...Idiot, you're done."
What did Hipper do to the 28-year-old Gojo Satoru that made him keep thinking about him for so long without him taking action?
The calm smile on Hipper's face finally fell. After Gojo Satoru's warning, she vaguely realized the seriousness of the matter, but she had no specific concept.
"If I tell you I'm married, will the teacher let me go?"
*
The man outside the camera was amused by these words, and the laughter leaked out from between his fingers, he was extremely happy.
"You can get divorced after getting married~"
How about finding a better husband?
^_^
Geto Xia Yu moved to the side, not wanting to get close to the man covered in black water.
*
Gojo Satoru almost wanted to pity his lover. To be able to be targeted by his 28-year-old self for so long and yet escape unscathed... that must be because he was too greedy, and quite excessive.
He was boiling the frog in warm water and weaving a web, just for the moment he took action, the genius would open his arms to him and welcome his invasion.
"...What should I say to you?" He couldn't help but sigh, unable to think of a solution for a moment. "Run faster, or you'll be the one to be fooled."
Haha, that seems even worse.
She still has to go back.
"What about my apology?"
Shouldn't I forgive her? She's already apologized.
Gojo Satoru's expression became even stranger after this question. He touched Hipper's forehead with a hint of confusion, muttering, "Is the fever still not gone? Why are you talking nonsense?"
“…”
It's very rude of you to behave like this.
"Do I have a good temper?" She repeatedly let the source of her desire run away from her, only to find another man. She knew without a doubt that Gojo Satoru was grinning, already thinking of countless ways to lock him up.
"Crying is useless, why are you still apologizing?" He gave her a rude slap on the head, and once again had a clearer understanding of Hipper's emotional intelligence.
"That scene would be hard to end without getting married."
Hipper's expression suddenly changed, and he exploded as if in response to stress.
"You've provoked me, and now you've hit a wall, right? I'm the only one who's going to give in to you." Judging from her expression, she probably won't be soft on Gojo Satoru, right? She's already so scared, so she should just listen to him, right?
"You'd better really treat him as a teacher."
What else?
"Well, I'm not just treating you as a student, okay?" He reminded Hipper, as if giving her some pointers, asking her to think. "Think about what he taught you."
Taught...what?
"Do you want to hit someone in the face?"
That's quite normal, and it's indeed Gojo Satoru's style.
"That's all?" This shouldn't be the case. Is this really the patience Gojo Satoru should have?
“No more.”
Actually there was more, but her intuition warned her not to say it.
【To blackmail the man who saw your crying face】
Wu must never know that this was taught to her by her teacher.
*
"Oh."
Little liar.
She could tell lies so naturally in front of her lover without blushing or getting nervous, and her face even looked worried and innocent.
Really...
"You need to learn a lesson."
Since your lover can't stop you from lying, let your teacher help.
Do you like to be toyed with? Why not experience the feeling of being toyed with yourself?
It was up to her to be provoked, and it would be even better if she could do the same during the teaching process - he could then naturally go even further.
Cry more sweetly, little genius.
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