Chapter 78: Picking Up Girls This Summer
Zenin Shin'o rushed outside the tent, hesitated for a while, and tried to enter the tent.
It was unexpectedly smooth... In the past, the account set up by Mr. Gojo was always difficult to enter for various reasons, and he never dared to ask, but this time when he tried to enter, he entered normally.
It's an ordinary "account"...
Zenin Shin'o soon saw Mr. Gojo and Miss Miya facing the cursed spirit.
Sensing carefully, he could tell that this cursed spirit was probably at level two. It looked like a ball of melted, sticky ice cream, emitting a nauseatingly sweet smell. Its attack intention was obvious, but its strength was indeed not strong.
Why didn't Mr. Gojo directly remove the cursed spirit?
Is there anything unique about this cursed spirit?
Out of caution, he did not go up to disturb them, but stood there and continued to observe.
He saw Mr. Gojo lower his head and say something to Miss Gong, then he took two steps back.
Does this mean Miss Gong is asked to remove the curse?
Zenin Shin'o breathed softly. He had never seen Miss Gong take action before.
In fact, I only learned about Miss Gong’s existence in recent months.
After Gojo entered high school, the changes in the world of sorcery could be described as "rapidly changing with each passing day". For example, the Zenin family, the Kamo family, and the Gojo family, among the three great families, had all undergone earth-shaking changes. For the Zenin family, it was an "earth-shaking change" in the physical sense. Thinking of the new Zenin family, which is now a primary and junior high school in the world of sorcery, Shin'o Zenin still feels a chill down his spine.
That is simply not a power that humans can possess. Even in Mr. Gojo, "destruction" and "reshaping" cannot exist at the same time!
To some extent, Miss Gong's power made him even more wary.
During the time he was thinking, the leaves of the plants on the ground had formed a dense net, bypassing him and heading straight for the cursed spirit.
Where did so many come from? Is this plant alive?!
He stepped back in horror, and the leaves on the ground avoided him. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but the leaves seemed to dislike him...all moved away from him.
He, he didn't dare move again.
The waves formed by these leaves had a clear target, all heading towards the cursed spirit.
The green wave submerged the curse spirit. There was no fierce collision, no struggle of the curse spirit. The leaves simply climbed up the body of the curse spirit and "digested" it!
Zenin Shin'o felt the fear rising from the soles of his feet inch by inch. He did not hear Miya Chiri shout out her own spell. She just stood there, and these living leaves solved the curse spirit.
"Isn't this okay?" Gong Zhili suddenly said, pointing at the cursed spirit that was almost completely digested. "Is there no way I can keep this cursed spirit?"
Gojo Satoru: "Why don't you try compressing it like Jay?"
Gong Zhili pondered, "I feel like if I push a little harder, it'll be gone. There's no way it'll take shape."
Gojo Satoru was helpless: "Then give up."
Gong Zhili discussed with him: "Isn't this curse spirit still a little weak? The 'special grade' you mentioned——"
Gojo Satoru reached out and held her head: "Don't have such dangerous thoughts."
Gong Zhili shook his head, freed it from Gojo Satoru's hand, and squatted down to look at the remains of the cursed spirit that was wrapped in a small ball of leaves.
She even tried to reach out and touch it!
Zenin Shin'o almost cried out. Although they usually didn't care about the feeling of touching the cursed spirits when they were beating them up, he always felt that if Miss Gong touched them, something bad would happen!
Mr. Gojo moved. He took a step forward, grabbed Miss Gong's wrist before she could really touch the cursed spirit, and pulled her to stand up straight.
When Zenin Shin'o saw Gojo-san say something and Miss Miya shook his hand away, he thought bitterly: Gojo-san must be in a good mood, right? He's not angry at all. If it were them, they would be "taught a lesson" if they did such a reckless thing.
Gojo Satoru said to Miya Chiri, "Don't you mind the dirt?" Miya Chiri shook her hand to indicate that she didn't touch him. Gojo Satoru said, "Next time I'll choose a clean cursed spirit for you to experiment on... The timing and place are wrong this time, huh?"
Gong Zhili nodded: "Then I will arrange the things at home recently and join you for activities for the time being."
Gojo Satoru was stunned: "With me?"
Gong Zhili confirmed: "Because there are a lot of curse spirits in the summer, right? What if I miss them if I don't go with you?"
Gojo Satoru took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but his mouth spoke faster than his thoughts: "Okay."
Forget it, he shut up and finally turned his gaze to Zenin Shin'o who was standing there.
Zenin Shin'o had never felt the emotion of "being in the way" so clearly in Mr. Gojo's eyes.
He now wished he could disappear right where he was, or let the leaves that were still unwilling to approach him wrap him up.
Gojo Satoru looked at him without saying anything. After a few seconds of silence that almost made Zenin Shin's heart stop, Gojo Satoru looked away and turned to Miya Chiri, saying, "Do you want to go get something to eat?"
Gong Zhili rolled her toes on the ground, and the leaves of the plants instantly retracted, leaving only messy traces on the ground.
She also looked at Zenin Shinfu and asked, "Have you bought the things?"
Zenin Shinfu came back to his senses, paused for a moment, and then his mind cleared up and he replied, "I've deposited everything."
Gong Zhili nodded, looked at Gojo Satoru and then back at him, and said, "Then I'll leave it to you. I'll be with Gojo today, so you can take the things back to the village first."
The curtain had disappeared. Gojo Satoru nudged Miya Chiri's shoulder and said to Zenin Shin'o, "Clean this place up."
Gojo Satoru and Miya Chiri went to have lunch. Miya Chiri was not picky about food, so naturally the meal was to Gojo's liking.
Gojo Satoru occupied the booth by the window, stretching out his long legs.
"I want a matcha parfait, a double portion of red bean soup, a honey pancake, and a cup of black tea." Gojo Satoru read the menu to the waiter at a rapid pace, then turned to Miya Chiri. His gaze behind his sunglasses lingered on her face for a moment, and he asked, "What would you like to eat?"
Gong Zhili flipped through the menu of the family restaurant and found that there were many "children's dishes", basically things that children would like.
"I'll have a plate of Neapolitan pasta and fried chicken, and a glass of iced soda for a drink."
The waiter noted it and left, secretly glancing at Gojo Satoru from behind the order board before leaving.
Gong Zhili said: "A lot of people are peeking at you."
Although Gojo Satoru was wearing sunglasses and his eyes, which Miya Chiri thought were the most beautiful, were not exposed, he exuded the aura of a "top handsome guy". It was normal for someone to peek at him. She just thought it was very interesting.
In her previous experience and knowledge, those men who were not much better looking than Gojo were quite arrogant in their attitude towards others. Maybe it was because those guys did not have good family education?
Gojo Satoru said casually, "This is the treatment a handsome guy deserves."
See, Gojo knows that his looks are popular, but it doesn't seem like something he's very proud of.
Since there was nothing to do while waiting for the food, Gong Zhili simply looked at his face and continued to think: Maybe he was also very good in other aspects, so the feedback he got from his appearance was nothing. Or maybe it was just a personality problem. She still remembered that the attitude towards him on the dark web was "so bad that it was annoying beyond words."
"Hey," he suddenly said, his voice low but with a clear presence, "what are you looking at?"
Gong Zhili didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed about being caught: "I'm looking at your face."
Gojo touched his chin and said, "You agree that I'm a handsome guy, right?"
Gong Zhili nodded: "No doubt."
Gojo Satoru's lips curled up into a flamboyant smile: "You still have a basic aesthetic sense."
He had always thought Zhili didn't have any feelings about his face, but it turned out that she also had normal aesthetic taste - then some things would be easier to say.
Gong Zhili nodded: "I especially like your eyes."
She used the word "special" to indicate that she really has normal aesthetics.
Gojo Satoru: ...Did she do that on purpose or is it just natural?
He couldn't respond and felt like the tips of his ears were burning.
"You have good judgment then—" He changed the subject. "When you said you were going to move in with me, did you mean you wanted to live in the technical college?"
The parfait arrived, and to hide his awkwardness, he scooped up the parfait and ate it.
Gong Zhili shook his head. "I have to go back to the village tonight. The children are still at home. But I am very fast now. The high school has left an anchor point. I will meet you at the high school every morning."
Gojo Satoru paused and said, "Let's meet downtown. The technical high school is too remote after all. I bought a house in Shinjuku, Tokyo. I'll give you the address and password—never mind, I'll go get my fingerprints taken today. You can wait for me there. Or you can stay in the house if you want. I don't usually live there."
Gong Zhili's meal also came up. She lowered her head to eat and said "hmm" to show her agreement.
Gojo Satoru became a little anxious again: "You can't... just agree to go to a man's house so easily."
Gong Zhili took a sip of soda and reminded him: "I am very strong."
Gojo Satoru: "I'm also very strong."
Gong Zhili: "So you want to do something to me?"
Gojo Satoru:...
He was speechless and angrily lowered his head to eat the parfait.
Gong Zhili was amused: "You were the one who suggested gathering outside, and it seems you were also the one who was dissatisfied with this idea."
"Don't treat me like a child, Gojo," she said.
Gojo Satoru: "Let's talk about it after you get your driver's license."
Gong Zhili: "...You wait."
Wait until she gets her driver's license!
The topic came to an end, and they began to concentrate on eating. A sense of calm spread, mixed with the aroma of food and the cool air of the restaurant, and the sunlight fell on the two of them through the glass windows.
Just then, a burst of youthful laughter approached, and three girls in high school uniforms pushed each other and walked to their table with red faces. The girl with long chestnut curly hair in the lead took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to speak to Gojo Satoru, the nervousness in her voice carried the youthfulness and flavor unique to this age.
"Excuse me, can I get to know you? I'm a student at a nearby girls' middle school. Would you be interested in joining our social activities? Can we exchange email addresses?"
Upon hearing the voice, Gojo Satoru lazily pushed up his sunglasses, which again caused the female high school students to let out small screams. After all, even with sunglasses on, his graceful jawline and slightly raised lips were still charming enough.
Gong Zhili rolled up a ball of pasta and put it in her mouth, watching what happened with great interest. Before this, she had only seen girls taking the initiative to strike up a conversation in various entertainment works. In the end times, everyone's emotions were more direct and intense, and the slightly more subtle means of striking up a conversation were rare, and girls striking up a conversation were even rarer.
"Hmm? Contact information..." Gojo Satoru dragged out his tone, as if he was thinking, but that thinking seemed a bit careless.
His eyes wandered over Gong Zhili, and a smile stretched across his lips. "But I have a companion for my entire summer trip—right, Zhili?"
Gong Zhili nodded: "That's right, but if you want to go to the social gathering, you have time, or rather, when you go to the social gathering--" Can you take me with you?
She also wants to see the world.
"What a shame," Gojo Satoru said in a very natural and unquestionable tone, instantly cutting off Miya Chiri's next words. He leaned back slightly, not intending to meet the girls' eager gazes at all. "I'm going to be very busy this summer. There's nothing I can do."
There was obvious disappointment on the girls' faces, but Gojo Satoru's frank attitude and the way he used Miya Chiri as an excuse were so obvious that they could only give up the idea of chatting him up: after all, Gojo Satoru himself had a very strong aura, and they didn't dare to bother him any more.
"Oh, is that so!" The chestnut-haired girl smiled a little embarrassedly, glanced at Gojo Satoru quickly, and said in a lighter voice: "Sorry to disturb your meal, I wish you a happy summer!" After that, she and her companions left quickly like a group of excited and unfrustrated birds.
Miyaji watched their youthful and lively figures disappear through the doorway, completely unaware that in the girls' eyes, she looked like the typical "Gojo Satoru's girl next door." She felt a little unsatisfied, "Are you really not going to see what the social gathering is like?"
Gojo Satoru said with a hint of disgust: "Those kinds of activities... are noisy and boring. Believe me, playing with cursed spirits in the summer is more fun than going to a social gathering."
He clearly meant something, short of saying that what he was doing with her was much more fun than socializing.
Gong Zhili calmly finished the last piece of fried chicken and said, "Then I'll wait and see.
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